Dash of Humanity 2: Sexy Bits

Chapters

5b. Scientific Method
7b. Making Music
7c. Twilight's Organizational Paradigm Shift
9a. Killed With Kindness
13b. Getting Even
16a. The Championship Belt
16b. Championship Belt Part 2

5b. Scientific Method

Author's Note

A cloptional side-story to Dash of Humanity 2. Occurs after chapter five, and if you haven't read that chapter, this one won't make as much sense. Future chapters will focus on romantic clop, as he goes on dates, and finds true love... with bonus chapters on other wackier things, but for the most part, this story will be more about romantic love then fetish fuel.

Enjoy!

5b. Scientific Method

“I’m ready, Dawn.”

I lay on the couch as Twilight trotted over. She was ready to get to the bottom of why I had woken up as a mare today. I had no clue, and thus was about to be dragged down into her lab and experimented upon.

My arousal was so damn distracting that it made my desires physically manifest themselves into a voice in my head. Yep, looks like I had company again.

[Let’s get this show on the road!]

How could you possibly be excited to be a lab rat?

[Because I love restraints!]

Sweet Celestia, you’re like a horny school filly.

I rolled off the sofa and followed Twilight down into her laboratory. Memories of my first trip to her lab flooded back to me. I had been teleported out of a party and strapped down. She had thought that I was some hostile parasite trying to hurt Dash, or a changeling, and it had not been a fun experience.

She had improved the lighting, making it much easier to see. Machines and wires were visible everywhere, and Twilight had added some posters on the wall. She had the periodic table of elements, a conversion table for common weights and measures, and some posters with mathematical equations on them.

I had to laugh as I saw the conversion table. Even in Equestria, they had the Equine and Metric systems. One was full of out-dated units that were still taught to fillies and colts in school, and the other was built on logic and sound-math.

“What’s so funny?” Twilight asked.

“Oh, just reminded me of home.” I pointed to the posters. “Looks like some things never change.”

“Ah, well if you’ll just sit in this chair we’ll get started.” Twilight pointed to a padded chair that looked quite comfortable.

I climbed onto it and sat down. It was too big for me, and the arms and legs were at odd angles. I was about to ask about this when I heard something buckle around my hind legs. “Twilight?”

“Almost done.” She buckled two straps across my forelegs.

“Uh, why are you tying me down?”

“It’s for your own safety.”

[Oh yes, this is gonna be awesome!]

Shut up, Desire.

[Pfft, I know you’re enjoying it. You’re all wet!]

Twilight tightened up the straps and grabbed a set of wires off a table to my right. She tapped the button on one of the machines and began talking to it. “Experiment: unexplained transformation from stallion to mare. Subject age is. . . around twenty-five. Subject created through unusual circumstances. Hypothesis: regression of DNA or contact with magical artifact. Will monitor subject and test for various causes.”

“Uh, Twilight?” I asked. “Why are you talking to your machines?”

“Subject remains intelligent and curious of surroundings; no external signs of damage.” Twilight turned to face me. “I’m going to place EKG leads now to monitor heart activity, and EEG leads to monitor brain activity. I’ll need you to hold still for this.”

“Sure.” She buckled a strap around my head to hold it still regardless. “Hey! I said I’d hold still.”

“You need to remain completely still.”

I huffed, and lay there as she attached sticky leads to my chest and head. I couldn’t help but squirm against the restraints as she did so. Whatever had turned me into a female had also made me incredibly horny.

[Oh yeah, this is just what you desired, isn’t it? Tied up, like a naughty little mare, and used by a sexy unicorn.]

Come on, you need to learn the difference between fantasy and reality, Desire.

[And you need to stop denying that you have these thoughts and want these things, it’s only natural.]

There’s no place for me in Equestria as a horny mare.

“Subject’s brainwaves appear normal with spikes of delta and theta activity. Possible causes: internal monologue or dialogue. Heart Rate elevated, regular rhythm. Changes to P and T wave, however they do not present in more than three leads. Conclusion: artifacts.” Twilight walked around in front of me, eying me up like a slab of meat. “Subject sweating profusely, in the last stages of heat.”

As Twilight reminded me of this fact, I felt my pussy clench and tighten up. It seemed like months ago that I was in Dash’s body, but some things like the desire to get stuffed weren’t so quick to be forgotten.

“Twilight, help me out here… it’s not comfortable.”

“Given the subject’s agitated state it may be prudent to collect various samples and possibly relieve their needs to hold a rational conversation with them.”

“I’m right here, talk to me, not at that damn machine!” I struggled in the straps and felt myself wink, dribbling some fluids onto the cushion of the chair. It was getting worse by the second as the tight straps aroused me more and more.

“Subject agitated.” She turned to look me in the eyes. “It’s okay, I’m just being objective.” Twilight rubbed my foreleg to try and calm me. I was about to thank her when I felt a familiar pinch in my skin as she drew blood. “Samples drawn for analysis; will continue physical examination.”

“Physical analysis?”

The chair shifted, and I fell backwards. I found myself on my back with my hind legs in the air, spread apart. I could barely make out the tip of Twilight’s horn as she got a good look at my marehood.

“Subject’s labia appear pink, slightly leathery, healthy for a mare his—her age. Anus puckered, skin clean and tight.” I felt her rub a hoof down my ass cheek, causing my marehood to wink. “Healthy pink tissue within, clitoris normal size.”

“S-stop, that.” The more she teased me the worse it got, and I can hardly think now.

[Oh yes, this is perfect!]

Twilight took a short break to attach a few more machines to me, then pulled something off a table. I couldn’t see it, but I could hear it and it sounded metal.

A shiver shot up my spine as something cold was inserted into my vagina. The icy metal spread wide open against my inner folds and I struggled against the straps with all my might.

“Subject reacted strongly to the speculum, nerve endings—healthy. The cold metal should heat up quickly. No sign of the cervix yet. . .”

Twilight had a flashlight attached to a headband, and leaned in close to me. I could feel her breath on my marehood. “Whoa! Boundaries, Twilight! I—oooh, mmmm. . .”

“Subject prone to manual stimulation of clitoris. Inserting speculum further—aha! Cervix appears healthy.”

“I. . . I. . .” The manipulation had nearly brought me to orgasm. I was so horny, and she was inadvertently pushing me towards that edge.

I heard the snap of latex as she put gloves on her hooves, and began to poke and prod against my labia. Twilight moved the speculum around as she shone a light inside me and examined each inch. My muscles spasmed and threatened to snap the speculum in half if she kept this up much longer.

“Hmm, subject shows no sign of magical artifact. A thorough analysis of response to stimuli is needed.”

“What’s that mean? Oh Celestia, are you going to let me cum?” I panted and wiggled against the sweaty chair.

“Subject irrational and agitated; will measure response to electrical stimuli first.”

Twilight levitated a rubber gag designed to keep a patient from biting their tongue into my view. “No, wai—mmph!” She strapped it around my head, locking a square of rubber between my teeth and pinning my tongue down.

[Oh yes, this is so hot! Maybe she’ll fuck us with her horn!]

No, I don’t. . . I mean, maybe? Damn this heat, I can’t think straight!

[Who needs to think? Do what feels right!]

“Subject getting increasingly aroused and agitated. Administering low level current to measure brainwave activity.”

I felt every muscle in my body seize. It wasn’t painful, but it was damn uncomfortable to have every muscle contract at the same time. The pulse only lasted a second.

“Interesting.” Twilight scribbled some notes down. “Subject brain waves would suggest she is enjoying the experiment.”

Another jolt paralyzed my body and I felt my pussy lips separate as my inner folds winked out, revealing my clitoris as if it were a cock-magnet.

“Blood samples from quick analysis appear normal; to rule out DNA regression I will need further samples from the affected area.”

Twilight went back down between my legs. My muffled protests didn’t phase her from inserting something else inside of me.

I could tell it was her magic from the tingling, and the unnatural smoothness of it. The conjured phallic object expanded inside of my pussy until I felt it bump against the cervix and spread out.

She continued to increase the pressure until I could feel every inch of the construct inside me. I mumbled my protest between the moans of pleasure.

[Relax, this is what we needed, what you needed. A little sex never hurt anypony.]

But, I want. . . to be with. . . another pony?

[Who? Dash? Fluttershy? Soarin?]

With—

I moaned into the gag and spasmed as the magical cock in my pussy began vibrating. There was a bump in it that was grinding into my clitoris, yet the entire length of it was also sending electric energy through my nerves.

I must have bumped something, because the low voltage current started running through my body again. Every muscle in my body tensed, paralyzed, as Twilight masturbated me.

As the orgasm built I was powerless to move. My joy buzzer was on fire as the vibrations pounded it relentlessly. My pussy had tightened up, clenching the toy mercilessly and transmitting the motions even deeper into my abdomen.

The tips of my hooves tingled and warmth seeped into my legs. Both lungs burnt for lack of air and my vision was blurring as more and more pent up energy built inside of me. Whether she meant it or not, she was overloading every nerve in my body with pleasure.

I couldn’t take anymore. My throbbing pussy tightened up to the point that her magic faltered and vanished, as I exploded in orgasm. I felt the fluid spraying out of my marehood, my cum and urine alike being forced out by the tight muscles.

Twilight shrieked in horror, and I heard the sound of fluid landing in a glass. She had gotten more of a sample than she bargained for.

The low voltage current continued, and I continued to ride wave after wave of orgasm, my paralyzed body unable to resist. My lack of oxygen made the entire experience even better, until I found myself on the verge of blacking out.

Twilight flipped a switch to cut the current, looking around in confusion. “Subject seems to have hit one of the machines. Manual stimulation. . . did not go as planned. Note to self: always wear a face mask when working in close proximity to high pressure fluids. Prostatic fluid sample has been tainted with urine, but can still be tested if centrifuged in the lab. Subject appeared to enjoy the procedure immensely. . .”

She continued to take notes as if I wasn’t there, and most of me wasn’t either. I was already drifting off to take a nap, my body spent and exhausted. That was one of the best orgasms I’d ever had. The innocent little egghead was so focused on the scientific method, she hardly noticed the loopy grin on my face.

7b. Making Music

It had been an interesting day to say the least, but at last things had calmed down. I had a pleasant date with Lyra, a musician in town, and after a bit of awkwardness, led her to my home.

Her home had been one that got pranked by Scootaloo with itching powder. When I realized that, I hastily invited her to sleep at my place. If she hadn’t planned on me getting lucky at her house, I was fairly certain I was about to get lucky at mine.

“So, this is where you live?” Lyra asked.

I nodded, opening up the front door for her. “Yeah, it’s not much but it’s a roof over my head.”

She laughed. “Don’t be modest, it’s a lovely house. The construction ponies do such a great job on all the homes in town. That’s why so many pegasi decide to live on the ground.”

“Hmm, I didn’t think of it that way. I mean, Dash’s cloud home is so extravagant with the flowing rainbows I just figured no pegasus could afford to live in the air.”

Lyra looked around the living room and made her way towards the kitchen. “Come on, Dawn, you’ve had a mare over before, right? Let’s get a drink.”

I chuckled and followed her in. “Mare? No. Human female? Yes. Stallion? Yes.”

“Did you bother to call Soarin back after that?” She looked at me and smirked, now privy to one of my more personal secrets.

“Yeah, well, I’ve seen bigger.” I rubbed a hoof behind my head as I blushed, feeling my penis extend a bit from the sheath. Soarin had felt incredible, and the experience wasn’t something to be ashamed of when it felt so amazing. Hopefully, I’d be able to recreate that same wonderful feeling for Lyra tonight.

Using her magic, she was able to quickly levitate out a couple of glasses and a bottle of hard apple cider. She filled them up and levitated one onto the counter next to me so I could pick it up.

“Here’s to your new life in Equestria!”

I grabbed the glass and met her toast. “Thanks, and here’s to sexy mint-green mares.”

I tilted my head back and drank with her, setting it down on the counter. She was still smiling from the compliment as I pondered my next move. This shouldn’t be too different from how it was done on Earth, I’d just invite her up to my room and let things progress from there.

“Lost in thought?” she asked.

“Hmm? Oh, I’d say it’s been a while but it’s a little more complicated than that. Why don’t we head upstairs and get comfortable?”

Lyra walked over and rubbed against me, raising her tail as she walked past me towards the stairs. She turned her head and caught me gazing at her backside. “Why don’t you relax and let me take charge? I’ll show you just how we mares like a stallion to use his cock.”

I choked on my witty remark, nodding with a blank look on my face as I swallowed. She seemed nice enough, and letting her take charge would make things a bit easier for me. I’d just relax and ease back into it, just until my skills wooing the ladies came back.

As she walked up the stairs her tail seemed to elevate even more. From this angle, I could see the lips of her pussy rubbing lightly together with each step. Her hips swayed side to side, causing the crease to slide up one direction, then back down. Then there was her pert ass, with a tight looking sphincter and just enough fat to give a lovely round shape to her backside.

I felt something hit the stairs and tripped forward, catching myself with a foreleg. Looking down, I saw that I’d caught my erection on the staircase. As a pony, my dick seemed ill-proportioned to my body, as it had a very different anatomy to what I was used to. Still, something this large should prove to be more fun to use.

“Need a hoof?” Lyra asked.

“No thanks, I’m done using hooves for this.” I smiled and stood up, then more carefully follower her up.

“Good, I’ll show you something much better than a hoof.” She didn’t seem to have any of the hesitance about sex like I was used to on Earth. There was no beating around the bush just to act surprised when the Lyra finally consented to sex. Ponies knew what they wanted and enjoyed it.

She found my room and walked right in, looking around at what she had to work at. I was still marveling at her ass when her pussy tensed up and pushed a bit of pink flesh out, winking at me. I’d felt it a time or two as Dash, but from here, it looked so inviting. In fact, I could pick up a scent in the air that seemed to make my cock twitch and harden even more. This must be what stallions went through when a mare was in the mood for sex. It amazed me some pheromones could have so much power over me, because I could barely walk at this point without my cock slapping against my legs. There was no mistaking the signal.

“Ahem, why don’t you have a seat?” She gestured at the bed, then set her saddlebags down next to the bedside table.

I walked over and climbed onto the bed, sitting on my rump with my legs folded. It was a posture I’d seen my cat use, and pony legs were quite similar in that they bent at the hock and could form a comfortable way to sit. The only different part was the leg-sized erection in front of me. Sure, I’d seen horses before and might have been blowing it a bit out of proportion, but a six-inch human dick was nothing compared to this foot-long living sex toy.

Lyra wasn’t as interested in that, apparently, as she climbed on the bed. Her magic gently pushed my cock against my belly as she leaned me back and slid on top of me, quickly finding my lips and kissing me.

I could taste the breath-mint she had used as I opened my mouth in shock and gave her tongue access. Seconds later, I was returning the kiss and sucking on her tongue. When she withdrew her tongue, I sent mine in after hers, and for several minutes we sat there making out.

Her hooves started to wander along my body, and I felt her magic let go of me. Her stomach sandwiched my hard dick between us, and she rubbed up and down it a few inches to tease me. Meanwhile, I felt her magic gripping at the base of my wings, hitting a particularly sensitive zone.

It was far more comfortable once I spread my wings out, and I was able to relax. She seemed to know just how to push my buttons, and I could only clumsily run my hooves along her flanks, kneading right behind her cutie marks.

She moaned softly as we continued to explore each other on the bed, finally giving me a passionate kiss that caused me to close my eyes.

Lyra held the kiss and I felt her magic leave my wings. She stretched my legs out slowly, guiding them up above my head, when I felt the tingle of her magic and heard a soft click. Sitting back up, she let more of her weight down on my stomach, pinning my dick rather helplessly.

I tried to reach my forelegs up to sit up, but they clanged against the backboard of the bed. Tilting my head back, I saw a pair of hoofcuffs on my legs.

“Lyra?” I asked.

“Tsk, tsk, Dawn. You’ve been a naughty stallion. It’ll take me hours to get all that itching powder out of my bed.” Lyra gave me an evil grin, flashing a little bit of teeth as she gave me a predatory stare.

“Sorry, it was the crusader—”

“Oh, so I should tie them to the bed too?”

“No, I—”

“You’re going to repay me tenfold in sex tonight, or I’ll go find somepony less fun you pranked and tell them how you’re all tied up here in bed. All alone.” Lyra was barely keeping herself from laughing at my predicament.

“If you wanted sex, all you had to do was ask.”

Lyra tilted her head and tapped her chin in mock-thought. “That wouldn’t be nearly as fun… for either of us.”

As I opened my mouth to reply, she leaned forward and kissed me again. I tugged against the hoofcuffs on reflex, but returned the kiss. My cock had gotten so hard it hurt, and now she had me right where she wanted. I couldn’t argue that it was right where I wanted to be as well. Letting her take charge felt so relieving.

Once she broke the kiss she began to explain. “First off, I’ll teach you the finer points of oral sex.”

I glanced down at her waist, which was pinning my cock to my belly. Her tits were nice and plump, but I shook that distraction from my mind. “Well, you’ll have to get up to give me a blow job.”

Lyra shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Stallions… You’re going to give me oral. I’m not sure how you humans were built, but us ponies are different and I’m gonna have to teach you all over again. If you do a good job, I might just return the favor.”

She stood up and my dick sprung into the air at full mast. Lyra turned around and let me get a good view of her marehood, moist with her arousal. The smell this close was nearly overwhelming to me, and I felt beads of pre-cum dripping down the head of my shaft.

“Now, let’s see what you’ve got.” Lyra lowered her pussy above my muzzle, holding herself up so she wasn’t sitting on my face.

I tilted my head and with her this close and my muzzle in the way, couldn’t see much of her cunt. From here I just saw her anus, so I stuck my tongue out to feel around for her slit. It was easy to find, as the hair that covered her entire body stopped just outside of it.

My tongue grazed along the lips, and I felt them tremble, a bit of the liquid rolling down my tongue to the point I could taste it. It was a bittersweet, tangy taste, which luckily wasn’t unpleasant. I sent my tongue out again to try and go in a bit deeper. I closed my eyes as I pictured her pussy in my mind. This time my tongue parted the folds and slid in a couple inches, and I could hear her sounds of pleasure as it brushed along a small nub.

Lyra leaned back, putting more of her weight on my face. From here I could get my tongue in deeper, and felt like I was sticking my face into a mixing bowl to lick off brownie batter. There was no way to do this without getting covered in her juices, and the intoxicating smell had me so horny I thought I might blow my load just from the scent.

As her ass settled onto my face, my muzzle helped part her cunt and my tongue was free to roam around her vagina. I lapped against the walls as they quivered and after every couple breaths, I’d only go as deep as the lips of her pussy to tease her.

After a few minutes I’d found a pretty good rhythm when I found the nub inside of her again. She tensed every time I ran my tongue against it, and I realized it was her clitoris. It had been the best part of being in Dash’s body, and I changed my method to get as close as I could to it without touching it, and hold my tongue still. Lyra would struggle to get my tongue against her clit, then I’d rub it against it as hard as I could before pulling out.

Lyra must have been getting impatient, or just close to her climax, because her legs buckled, and she sat on me so hard my nose was buried in her pussy along with my muzzle and tongue. I wiggled, feeling her clit rubbing against my nose, as I tried to reach it with my tongue.

The sound of what I thought was screaming reached my ears, as Lyra began to rub herself up and down my face. I’d never experienced anything quite like it, and as I gasped for air I realized I could nip her pussy lips and suck on them. She’d taken over at this point, and I could just feel her clit pass my nose when I was able to nibble on it.

Lyra exploded, moaning loud enough to wake the dead, as she came. Her pussy tightened up around my muzzle, clenching on it like a vice for a brief moment. She produced more fluid which splashed over my face, lubricating it further as she slid down onto my chest. Her weight pressed against my ribs as she rubbed herself all over my prone form, stopping just to push my dick out of the way.

I gasped for air and tried to wipe some of the juices off as she rolled off of me. After a minute of heavy breathing she stood up on the bed and looked down at me. “Wow, Dawn, you’re a natural.”

“Thanks, I guess it’s like riding a bike.”

“Huh?” Lyra asked.

“Oh, a saying, you never forget how to ride a bike, or have sex.”

Lyra tilted her head. “Hmm, or have sex on a bike? I should really try that sometime…” She smiled and looked back down at me. “First, I think you’ve earned a little treat. I just need to use something so you don’t call for help. I wonder what that could be…”

Lyra had pulled a bright red ball gag out of her saddlebags at some point, and buckled it into my mouth while I spoke. “Oh, I love having a helpless little stallion to ride all night long. Wouldn’t you agree?”

As she rubbed a foreleg against my head, I sighed and nodded. If she didn’t hurry up and fuck me, I felt like my dick would fall right off. Being teased for this long wasn’t something I was used to.

“You ever sleep with a unicorn?”

I shook my head no, though I was fairly certain she knew this was my first time as a stallion.

“Well, let me show you why once you go unicorn, you never go back.”

Lyra climbed over me, and I felt her magic encircle my cock, tingling slightly but not giving it enough sensation that I might get off from it. She lowered herself down my shaft slowly, and I could feel the tip slowly part her marehood and slip inside.

Her motion was controlled and slow, and the magic seemed to enhance the feeling of tightness around my cock. Before I knew it, she had bottomed out, and her hips sat firmly on mine. I realized I hadn’t been breathing as I was so lost in the sensation of it all.

“Oh, they didn’t spare any expense when they cooked you up a body, did they?”

I smirked behind the gag. She released her magic and rose up slowly, her insides squeezing against me as she did so. My balls tingled when Lyra rose up, and as she lowered herself back down I felt them getting tugged.

Lyra tightened her grip and the magic kneaded my nuts softly, until she rose again, and the process repeated. She slid up and down my shaft, teasing me with her magic. It was possible her magic was doing more than that, as I felt like my orgasm was building slowly and to a higher peak.

I couldn’t do much but mumble or moan as she pleasured me and herself. Her inner walls felt so smooth and tight, and I could feel my medial ring pop in and out of her tight cunt every time. The head would get squished into a tighter and tighter space until she bottomed out. As she lowered herself, I could feel the cock flaring and swelling up inside her.

Lyra sped up at this point, enjoying the engorged feeling inside her. She didn’t slow down for a moment as I got close, and I found myself bucking my hips against hers. A fiery warmth was spreading in my groin and into my stomach. Even my hind hooves were starting to burn from the joy of her manipulations.

As the friction built and my cock throbbed inside her, I felt the familiar approach of my climax. Her magic seemed to ooze across my scrotum, and I gasped in surprise as I felt something wiggle into my ass.

I tried to shift my weight, only driving myself into her deeper as she sped up her pace. She pulled my nuts tight as she rubbed her magic around inside my ass against my prostate.

The stimulation quickly proved to be too much, and I felt my entire body shudder and tense. My balls tugged against her magic, and seconds later thick strands of my semen shot into her womb. I felt electrified as her pussy clenched my shaft and milked it dry, load after load disappearing inside her.

I was panting hard as I began to soften. Lyra put her legs down and pushed herself off my shaft. I felt our fluids mixing and dripping down across my groin and into the bed sheets. I could still feel some warmth in my stomach, and the post-orgasm proved so good I wanted to curl up and go to sleep. Then I realized she hadn’t used protection, a prospect that would easily panic anyone on Earth.

“Mmph! Mmph!”

Lyra just smiled. “That was good for me too.” She laid down on top of me again, nuzzling against my neck.

“Mmph!”

She chuckled and used her magic to pull the ball gag off.

“We didn’t use a condom!”

Lyra didn’t seem panicked. “Ponies can only get pregnant in heat, which means we can have many months of fun, safe sex.”

I mentally smacked myself and breathed a sigh of relief. Of course! Ponies had to be in heat to get pregnant. “Oh, I forgot.”

“Yeah, plus there are spells for that and all…. speaking of spells, you know our horn is a muscle just like the brain or wings. Using it all night sure has made me tired.”

I nodded at the hoofcuffs. “Take this off and we can get to sleep.”

“Mmm, not quite what I had in mind. Why don’t you do me one more favor?”

“What would that be?”

“A horn job, of course!”

I raised an eyebrow. “That’s a thing?”

“Of course it is!” Lyra slid down my belly, once again sandwiching my cock between us. Her horn was now just above my lips. “Just don’t bite, they’re sensitive and if you chip or crack the keratin it’d be like snapping a hoof off.”

“Okay, you’re not gonna like, jizz magic all over me?”

I couldn’t tell if she was smiling or not from my vantage point. “Come on now, you don’t want me to spoil all the fun?”

I sighed, kissing the horn above me lightly on the tip. Lyra shivered and settled on top of me, tilting her head so I could reach her entire horn.

Running kisses up and down the length of her horn let me get a feel for how sensitive it was. She seemed to love the feeling of my lips against it, and it made my lips tingle and go slightly numb. I noticed while licking that was rather flavorless. It did seem to electrocute my tongue slightly, but not uncomfortably, as the entire horn started to glow mint-green.

Having gotten this far and not experiencing any negative effects, I swallowed and got ready for the next step. I took her horn into my mouth, using my lips to keep my teeth from scrapping it. I slid it in slowly and felt Lyra wrap all four legs around me, holding on tightly. It must be every bit as sensitive as my wings and then some. She was almost crushing me due to the energy my touch was sending down her horn and into her brain.

I wrapped my tongue around the tip as I sucked on it. It felt like I was at the dentist, my mouth going numb. At the same time, I began to feel my tongue but it was as if from Lyra’s perspective. The magic seemed to be connecting us somehow, so that as my face went numb I could feel it again, only from her perspective.

It was very interesting, and my whole body began to tingle as magic flowed out of her horn and dissipated harmlessly throughout my nervous system. I began to slide further down until the tip of the horn hit the back of my throat, numbing it. I then went up and down the length of her horn, my tongue tracing lines along her swirling horn.

Lyra was still wrapped around me, relaxing and tensing, and I couldn’t help but wonder what she felt. I wasn’t left wondering long. As more and more magic flowed into me, I began to feel what she felt. My whole body felt on fire, but pleasantly, as it tingled like a leg that had fallen asleep.

I found my own muscles losing control as the magic replaced the electrical energy normally flowing through the nerves. It was hard to focus on her horn with so many strange sensations flowing through me, but I somehow managed.

I tightened up my lips around her horn and moved quicker. I felt like I was passing out as every nerve in my body exploded. My entire vision was flooded with green, turning the headboard and wall and Lyra’s face into a uniform hue. I lost focus as the green got brighter and pulsed, washing out all other color.

As our bodies tensed and locked up against each other, I lost track of time. We could have been there seconds or minutes. I could feel magic pulsing through me as her magical reserves released their energy, and her mental stress literally evaporated. The sensation defied much of my explanation, but I imagine it’s what being electrocuted would be like if it felt good instead of painful.

I relaxed, feeling her pull back and lay down against me. To my surprise, I felt like I’d just received a good massage and likewise just wanted to curl up and nap.

“I don’t know what to say, I’ve never felt anything like that,” I told her.

“Yeah.” Lyra took a few breaths, and I thought she’d fallen asleep. “It’s not something us unicorns do often, it takes a lot of trust… but you’re sweet, and I wanted to share that with you.”

I blushed a bit. “Thanks, Lyra. So does that make us…?” I trailed off, unsure if we were dating now or this was a one-time thing.

“Special someponies? No need to rush. What we shared was wonderful, and I hope to share it again with you. Don’t feel pressured because I’ve got you tied up and powerless, my little peppermint.”

Great, pet names. Still, it beats being called ‘dude’ all the time.

“Thanks, and about the hoof cuffs, can you take them off?”

“Hmmm.” Lyra yawned widely, and I saw the blankets levitate up over us. “So cuddly.”

I sighed, getting comfortable underneath her. “And I thought only men passed out after sex.”

“Morning, cuffs, maybe…” Lyra closed her eyes and began snoring lightly.

So much for getting out of these cuffs tonight, or taking a shower. She is pretty soft and warm, however, and I’m getting really tired too for some reason.

The lingering connection between us pulled me into sleep to join Lyra. I felt her breath as she rose up and down on my chest. Feelings of bliss and relaxation washed over me for the rest of the night as I slept dreamlessly.

Author's Note

Next on Sexy Bits: Twilight 'borrows' Dawn for a more intimate lesson on the Dewey Decimal System.

Teaser for sometime in the future... DeviantArt Link

7c. Twilight's Organizational Paradigm Shift

I recognized this place from my dreams as being New York City. I saw two ponies in the distance: Iris and Desire. They were female personas of myself, reflecting facets of my psyche. Part of me believed they might even be lingering remnants of the ponies whose DNA were used to help form my body.

Not wanting to waste a lucid dream on bickering with myself, I turned to my left to walk away and saw another of the ponies, Heart.

“Hey, Dawn.”

“Gah!” I turned and ran into a nearby building, skidding to a stop. “What the hell?”

The library had formed around me. I turned around and looked out the door into Ponyville. Somehow, I had walked from New York directly into Twilight’s library. I stomped on my hoof to see if I was still asleep, which wasn’t very effective, but confirmed I was dreaming nonetheless.

“Oh, you’re here!” Twilight said. She was smiling like a filly on Christmas morning.

My head whipped around to face her, and I saw that Twilight was wearing black-rimmed glasses and a very formal black and white dress. She had a cart full of books and a clipboard.

“Twilight?”

“Expecting somepony else?”

“I guess not, this isn’t the craziest pony I’ve met in a dream. So, how can I help you?”

She smiled and her horn began to glow. Before I could ask what she was doing, several black straps flew off the cart and hit my legs, wrapping around them tightly. “You’re going to explain the Dewey Decimal System to me.”

“What on Earth? Stop this!” I glared at her as she flung me back against the wall, pinning me to it in an awkward position. With my four legs now attached to the wall, my cock hung limp in front of me, slowly stiffening from the blood flowing to it.

“Oh, you can put that away.” Twilight pulled out a ruler and slapped the head of my dick, eliciting a gasp of pain from me. “I just want you to help me organize.”

“Gah! Of all the wet dreams to have… Fine! Just get on with it.”

Twilight rolled the cart over, and I saw several books in front of me. “Now, I’ll show you a book or category and you give me the number. Let’s start with an easy one: biology.”

I rolled my eyes and sighed. Even if I had an incredible memory, it’s not like I’d know all these off the top of my head. Twilight looked at me, and her horn and eyes began to glow in tandem. A tingling overcame me, and suddenly, I remembered.

“Biology is 574,” I replied.

“Mmmhmmm.” Twilight sat down, and I saw her pull out a large red dildo the size of a foreleg. She slid it up against the lips of her pussy teasingly and held it there. “Hmm, home economics?”

“640.”

Twilight got comfortable leaning against a bookshelf, resting her forelegs on two stacks of books. Her hind legs and the dildo rested comfortably on the floor, her glowing horn manipulating the massive plastic cock. “Yes… psychology?”

I thought for a second and tugged at my left foreleg restraint. It was too tight to budge. “150.”

She moaned as the dildo slid in, slowly passing the nub of the artificial medial ring. There was a wet plop as it went inside, and her left hindleg started twitching. “Humankind?”

“233.”

Twilight gasped as the dildo hit the wall of her cervix, the full length of the dildo now stuffed into her tight cunt. She had to take several breaths to recover as fluids dripped out of her marehood onto her librarian uniform. “Dawn… tell me more…”

“It was created by Mevil Dewey in 1876—”

She interrupted me with a whinny as the dildo slid out and back in.

“—and has been revised twenty-three times. Some modifications include improving the numeric system by adding letters or symbols to further help organize books.”

Twilight shoved the dildo in and let out a loud scream, smiling as she enjoyed each thrust. A large dictionary floated over, and she began to rub it across her tits while she fucked herself with the dildo. “Yes… faster, Dawn!”

“Huh, faster what?” I looked around for some escape, but I was stuck here as a captive audience to her session.

“Prints!”

“769,” I answered.

“Metallurgy.”

“669.”

“Geology, gas mechanics, religion, international law, ethics of sex and reproduction—”

“551, 533, 200, 341, 176,” I quickly told her as she continued to list topics.

“Yes!!! Celestia, yes!” Twilight screamed loud enough that I felt my ears fold in to shield me from the noise.

She spasmed on the floor, marecum spraying the ground beneath her cunt as she orgasmed. The dildo slipped out of her magical grasp, shot out of her pussy, and rolled across the floor. Twilight fell over and a stack of books tumbled on top of her, yet she didn’t stop writhing in pleasure from the orgasm.

Finally, she seemed to have finished and stood up, blushing while she looked at me. “T-thank you, Dawn. That… was really something.”

I nodded. “Now, why don’t you come over here and let me give you a proper dicking?”

“Sorry, I’m kinda busy. Have a nice dream!” Twilight smiled and then walked around a corner.

“Wait! Come back!”

I hung there on the wall in my dream, trapped. With no way down, I tried to will myself free. I should be able to control my dreams, after all. Instead, I just made some grunting noises while trying to pull the straps from the wall.

Finally I tried waking myself up, but couldn’t quite pull that off either. I hung there for a few minutes before I heard somepony outside getting closer.

“Dawn?” the voice asked.

“In here!” I called out.

A second later, Luna walked around a corner. She took one look at me, blushed, and glanced at the ground. “I must say, walking in on these dreams has never gotten any easier for me.”

“I can imagine. So, what brings you by my dreams?”

Luna walked over, her blush gone. She was able to look me in the eye now. “Well, I thought I sensed the presence of another in your dream. I’d been meaning to stop by and figured it was as good an excuse as any.”

“Ah, so that’s why you came by.”

“Indeed. From the looks of things, you’ve been left high and dry.” Luna paced around in front of me, and if I didn’t know better I’d say she was deliberately letting me get a good look at the lips of her pussy.

“So you going to let me down?”

“Not so fast,” she replied. “Being a ruler is exhausting, and we can’t just ‘get laid’ like normal ponies. What Celestia doesn’t know, is that I can have all the fun I want in dreams. I’ve slept with many ponies in their dreams, and they never remember a thing: tyrants, nobles, griffons, and changelings. You’d be amazed… but I’ve never slept with a human in a pony’s body.”

I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, debating whether or not to laugh. “Wait, you’re serious? You want to have sex?” Taking another look at those well-defined blue flanks, I quickly shouted “Yes!”

“Well then, why don’t we get started?”

Luna walked over and with one smooth motion, slid her mouth over the head of my cock and down to the base. It was unbelievably smooth and tight, and I felt my cock get as hard as a diamond.

“Dawn.”

“Yes, Luna? Wait, how are you talking with—”

“Dawn!”

I looked at Luna. She was bobbing up and down my thick shaft, and somehow could talk at the same time. It felt amazing so I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the voice.

“Dawn!”

Something grabbed me and shook me, and I opened my eyes. Above me, Dash was jumping up and down on me to wake me up. “Wha…?”

“Dawn! You’re late for flight practice, again! Get up and get rid of that,” she flicked a hoof and hit the tip of my morning wood, sending a painful jolt that woke me up. “Meet me outside in thirty minutes!”

Dash chuckled and muttered something about stallions under her breath and quickly flew out of the room.

I sat up and looked at my cat. “Fuck. I always wake up at the best part.”

Author's Note

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

9a. Killed With Kindness

I rolled over on Fluttershy’s couch as I felt the poison joke begin to change my body. The first thing I noticed was my back muscles tightening up. I’d stumbled into some poison joke earlier and had opted to stay awake and enjoy the show. There seemed to be a weight pushing against me as my body slowly shrank a few inches along the shoulders and stomach. At the same time, my hips seemed to widen a bit as they took on a more curved appearance.

My nose was also very sore. The square muzzle was slowly being rounded off as it became more feminine. I ran my hoof through my hair, and then pulled it in front of my face. It was growing longer, and quickly taking on a blue highlight. The fur of my foreleg was slowly shifting to a fuschia tint.

It was fascinating to watch, until I felt something recede into my stomach. I looked down and saw that my testicles had vanished, sucked into hiding. My flaccid cock didn’t put up much of a fight as the sheath tightened down around it and absorbed it into my body.

As I watched the labia slowly form I couldn’t help but wonder how this was a “prank”. If poison joke was about embarrassing ponies, how did it choose the prank? What if the pony enjoyed the practical joke?

Hell, they should call it awesome joke instead of poison joke. This kicks ass.

[Oh, my… I, um… I guess they could call it that.]

Suddenly I remembered why it was a “poison.”

Desire? What are you doing here!

[Oh, I’m so sorry… if I’d known you’d wanted Desire, I would have asked her to come…]

Wait, that voice… are you… Heart?

[Yes. Iris and Denial thought maybe I would drive you less crazy than Desire.]

Oh, how kind of the voices in my head to not want me to be crazy.

“Dawn?” Fluttershy said. I could hear her walking into the room, and the rattle of tea cups. “The tea is ready.”

“Oh, sweet!” My girlish voice must have caught her off-guard as I heard her stop and gasp. “What is it, Fluttershy?” I popped up and looked over the back of the couch at her.

“Oh my!” She took a step backward in shock, bumping into an end table, and spilling the tray with tea on her back.

[Fluttershy! Are you all right?]

“Fluttershy! Are you all right?” I said without thinking.

Wait, did you make me say that, Heart?

[I think so, but Desire said it was really hard to influence you… that was easy.]

Hey, there’ll be no more of that! The last thing I need is my every whim and emotion learning to control my actions!

“I’m fine, Dawn, I just… didn’t expect you to be so beautiful.”

“Who with the what now?” I looked at her and watched her smile. “Fluttershy, you think I’m beautiful?”

She nodded, and began to pick up the scattered tea cups. They had broken into several pieces. “Let me just clean this up real fast.”

“Oh, I’ll help.” I flew into the kitchen and came back with a dish towel. The tea had formed a large puddle on the floor, with several bits of porcelain from the broken cups dotting it like islands.

“Thanks, just toss that in here.” Fluttershy had returned with a bucket, and I dumped the tea-soaked rag in it. “Just a few pieces left, I wouldn’t want any of my critters to cut themselves.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry about the tea set.”

“Oh it’s no problem, I’m just glad nopony was hurt.”

[Aw, she’s such a nice pony!]

I tossed a few shards of porcelain into the trash and saw another one under the couch. It was too far to reach, so I leaned forward until my face was on the ground. Peering under the couch I saw more than just the broken handle of a tea cup. There were toy mice, two gophers, a lemur, and some manner of chew toy.

“Hey, Fluttershy, you really ought to clean under here more often.” I reached in to get the broken cup. “Fluttershy?”

[You do realize you’re mooning her, right?]

What?

I pulled my hoof out and looked behind me, where a wide-eyed Fluttershy was standing frozen in place. “Oh Celestia, I’m sorry, Flutters!”

She blinked and looked down in shame. “Oh, dear…”

I threw away the trash for her and watched as she sat down on the sofa. I went over to join her, sitting a couple hooves away from Fluttershy.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, I was just wondering if, um… can I preen your wings? They’re so beautiful, and… can I?”

“Sure.” I laid down on the sofa and spread my wings out. Fluttershy climbed up behind me and began her work.

Feather by feather she ran them through her teeth, straightening out each one. The loose feathers were removed, and the remaining ones were being lined up perfectly. As Fluttershy worked, I felt like I was melting into the sofa. Her hooves were rubbing slow circles on my back, and the base of my wings.

She laid down on my back, getting comfortable as she worked. It felt really nice, and I could have fallen asleep. However, one of her hind legs seemed to wander, sliding under my tail and brushing against my marehood.

I gasped, shuddering slightly. “Fluttershy?”

“Oh, sorry…” She continued her preening, and I realized she was doing the same feathers over and over.

“Are you done?”

She cooed and rubbed her belly against my back while spinning a hoof around the base of my wing playfully. “Only if you want me to be.”

“I think—” I shuddered as her hind leg found my marehood again, and rubbed slowly up and down its lips. “Celestia, Fluttershy… I really want to, but I don’t want to take advantage of you or upset anypony.”

Fluttershy leaned forward, and nibbled on my ear for a moment. “Dawn,” she whispered, “it’s been so long since I’ve been with anypony. I know you had feelings for me; I was the first pony you asked out. Now that you’re a mare, I have feelings for you too… please?”

[Come on, you can’t say no! She’s always been so kind to you!]

“All right… but it won’t make things weird, will it?”

“Not at all. I know you’ll go back to a stallion in the morning, I’ll mix the cure myself, but for tonight I want to have you. Now, roll over.”

She stood up on the wide couch cushion and I rolled onto my back. Fluttershy’s eyes glistened and she was smiling. She laid down on top of me, belly to belly, and started to grind her hips against mine.

I could feel the pressure against my vulva, then the slight warmth of the friction tugging at it as she slid down. Her slick lips pushed against mine, parting them slowly at they were dragged downward. Fluttershy slid herself against me again, and I pushed back. The sensation was amazing, and I was unaware sex without penetration could feel this good.

The more we pushed our hips together, the better it got. Our outer lips began to get moist with our arousal, making it even easier to slide against one another. Each time she slid up and down me, the friction felt a little more intense. As my labia and clit swelled, they became more sensitive to her rubbing, and my orgasm slowly built up.

She leaned down, tilting her head and placing her lips over mine. I closed my eyes as her tongue parted my lips and slipped into my mouth. I felt it slide along the side of my teeth into my cheek, and opened up my mouth to let her in deeper. The scent on her breath was intoxicating and her tongue tasted of honey. Fluttershy held the kiss for a minute, and I felt my lungs ache as I’d forgotten to breathe.

When she finally pulled back, I opened my eyes and realized she was guiding my forelegs upwards. Once they were over my head, she pushed against them with her own forelegs, pinning them. She began to rub more quickly, pinning me down with her body weight. My heart was racing from the excitement of being pinned, as if helplessly, by Fluttershy.

A moan escaped my lips as I felt my climax approaching. She started to make slow deliberate strokes across my soft, damp mound. The look of desperation for release in my eyes fueled her on, and I could tell she was keeping me on the edge for fun.

I flapped my wings a couple times to straighten them out. Even the slightest pressure, like that on my wings from the pillow, was arousing me. The warmth from my damp cunt had spread to every corner of my body.

Fluttershy sped up, making a few deliberate movements to grind her pussy against mine. As I opened my mouth to scream during my climax, she placed her mouth over mine. My body writhed in pleasure as she kissed me, and my slick marehood tightened up in search of the cock that wasn’t there.

I felt her dripping on my belly, having reached her own orgasm. The fading warmth of my climax was replaced by her body laying limp on top of mine. We were both perfectly content, despite the mess our arousal was making in the cushions.

Fluttershy used a wing to pull a blanket off the back of the couch and over us. She nuzzled her head into my chest just below my neck, and released my forelegs. “Thank you so much, Dawn.”

“You’re welcome.” I let out a wide yawn as I adjusted my position a little bit. She clung to me as I rolled to my side on the sofa. After a minute I had positioned my legs and wings to wrap around her comfortably.

As she closed her eyes she smirked and whispered into my ear. “You should stumble in poison joke more often.”

We cuddled on the couch until we fell asleep sometime later, each taking pleasure in the warmth of the other. Our chests began to rise and fall in unison, and I could feel her soft heartbeat. I felt her nuzzle me as I fell asleep.

Author's Note

Sometimes I feel constrained by the main story, and want to write more and/or weirder stuff. I am considering a Winningverse parody wherein Dawn starts a bucket list and tries to bang every pony in Ponyville.

Thoughts?

13b. Getting Even

I felt a weight on me as I lay in bed, and tried to roll over. A pain in my shoulder caused me to wake up and blink a couple times. When I looked at what had climbed onto me, I saw it was just Dash.

“Dash? What are you doing?” I tried to push her off me, but realized I couldn’t move my forelegs.

She leaned back, rolling me onto my back and sitting there in triumph. “Hah! I told you I’d get even for making me wait two weeks for my apology. I just had something different in mind.”

I looked down at my chest, and saw that she’d already been able to loop a rope around it a few times. Flexing my wings revealed they were pinned down, and on top of that, my forelegs were tied together behind my back. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in, but given present company I was prepared to make an exception.

“So, I’m guessing your idea of getting even is angry sex?”

“Hah!” Dash got up and sat down on my hind legs, her hooves starting to massage my growing member. “How would that be getting even? Nah, you fell asleep while I finished my shower. I grabbed a little something to help us have fun tonight… I know you’ve wanted this a long time.”

I watched her pull a bottle up from the bed and squirt some gel onto my erection. She started to rub it in with her hooves. At first the gel felt cold, but it quickly warmed up and I could feel a sense of numbness spreading. “Ugh, if you’d wanted to bang all you had to do is ask.”

“Oh, I want to, and I want to watch you whimper and squirm from this gel I’m putting on. Want to know what it does?”

“Makes me numb so I last longer?”

“Heh, makes you numb enough you can’t orgasm, won’t be able to feel enough to. Plus, it’ll keep you nice and hard for a few hours. Maybe if you beg and tell me how awesome I am, I’ll let you cum in the morning.”

I rolled my eyes. Already I was fully erect and Dash was running a hoof up and down the length of my shaft to show me just how numb I was. “You know, there’s usually a few dates or something before the stallion gets tied down and teased, not that I’m complaining.”

“And you’ve already been inside me and had sex as me, so I figure we’re past the formalities. Of course, if you really don’t want to do this, the safeword is ‘I’m a scaredy colt’.” Dash leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock. All I felt was a cool pressure on it.

“Hah, like I’d give you the satisfaction of a safeword. I bet you don’t even make it to the third ograsm before you fall asleep.”

Dash laughed, laying down on top of me and kissing my lips. We parted after only a few seconds. “If you’re gonna be a smart ass, I brought a gag, you know.”

“And there are easier ways to get a stallion, than custom-order one from the Princesses.”

“Hey!” She hit my playfully on the chest.

“Did I come with an option of sizes, or just colors? I’m guessing you went for an extra-lar—oomph!”

Dash tugged at the buckle, tightening up the gag in my mouth. Her face was beet red from her blushing. “You’ve got a big mouth, but it is so cute with that red ballgag in it.” Dash kissed me on the nose, lifting up her hind end.

It wasn’t until she sat down on my belly and leaned back I realized I’d bottomed out inside her. With my member numb, it was hard to feel much of anything. As she rotated her hips, I could feel the pressure and the movement at the base of my cock, where it hadn’t gone fully numb.

“Oh yeah, three you said? Let’s see how long this gel will last.” Dash stuck her tongue out at me, and then started to lift herself up and down.

I mumbled out another smart ass remark, though she wouldn’t have understood it anyway. Already she had braced herself against the bed and started riding my erection at a steady pace. She started making a girly moan and even with the gag my laughter was audible.

Dash must have realized I was making fun of the girly moan, because she stopped and immediately leaned over and started rocking back and forth on my chest. She bit my ear hard enough to make me yelp in pain. Seconds later I felt the pressure increase on my cock, and warm fluid running down my belly.

She made a soft growling sound in my ear, then said “One.” Dash sat up and panted for a second. Her wings flared out and she looked from one to the other. With a smirk, she reached under my back and rubbed at the base of my bound wings. The more she stimulated them, the harder it got to resist the urge to spread them out in a mating display. With the ropes holding them, it felt like I was trying to get an erection inside the worlds smallest skin-tight pants.

“Mmph!” I tried to wiggle away from her, but she just laughed. Her hooves made their way into my armpits, for lack of a better term, and began to tickle me. I hadn’t yet been tickled as a pony, and it turns out I was rather ticklish. I started laughing until I thought I’d cry, making my own girly sounds.

“Hah, now who sounds like a filly?” Dash stopped tickling me, then planted a kiss on top of the gag. She raised her hind quarters and started pushing herself towards a second orgasm.

Even though I couldn’t enjoy it, I could at least try to give her a hard time. I started bucking my hips out of sync with her thrusting, making it more difficult for her to find a good pace. It was an odd feeling to be numb as her body tugged and pushed against my member.

Finally, she put her forelegs down to help pin me in place as she pushed herself over a second climax. It took her a little longer to catch her breath this time.

“You know, Dawn, I like you like this. No snarky comments, almost like my own personal toy.”

I rolled my eyes. Whether she realized it or not, the next time we were alone together it’d be me on top, and Dash with the ropes and gags securing her.

She took her time on the third go at it, rising and falling slowly. I could feel the pressure mostly in my stomach and balls, her weight starting to tire out my muscles. The gel seemed to be wearing off just a little, yet still had no effect on Dash’s stamina or enjoyment.

Dash continued for a good thirty minutes, riding the edge of her orgasm. When she wasn’t expecting it, I thrust my hips up hard as she sat down. Even numb, I felt the intense pressure as I bottomed out, and Dash’s muscles all spasmed in excitement.

She collapsed forward onto me, panting heavily. Dash laid there until she’d fully recovered, and started to pull at the strap around my head. At last, she had taken the gag off.

“I made it to three, wise guy.”

“You know I can’t sleep all tied u—”

Dash interrupted me with a kiss, her tongue pushing into my mouth and wrapping around my tongue. I swallowed and returned the kiss, doing my best to explore her mouth in the process. Finally, she pulled back.

“Is this going to be a habit?” I asked. “Interrupting my complaints by making out? Because I like it.”

“Well it’s not as fun if you enjoy it, is it? Just don’t worry so much, I wouldn’t leave you tied up. Besides, you won’t be walking or flying anywhere for a few more hours.” Dash reached back and loosened the ropes.

Finally I felt my arms and wings pull free, but was still laying on the bed under Dash. I put my arms around her and rolled Dash onto her side. This time I kissed her, not giving her time to react. I pulled back and bit her lip playfully. “Well, I don’t know about you but I’m rather comfortable like this.”

Dash yawned, and nodded. “Sleep?”

I smiled. “Yeah, and when we wake up and the gel has worn off, I’ll make you moan like a school filly loud enough for Celestia to hear.”

“Challenge accepted.”

Dash and I chuckled for a bit before relaxing. Both utterly exhausted, I fell asleep inside her on the dirty bed.

Author's Note

I tried self-editing this and ch. 13.

16a. The Championship Belt

Author's Note

Final cloptional chapter of Dash of Humanity 2. I made it for fun and enjoyment, no need to go conspiracy theorist on me because they had a three way. :twilightsheepish:

The idea came from one I almost wrote into my duct-tape story with Spectra. What we shall call the "final" act of the story should be rather familiar to any fans of KinkyRainbowDash, as it's pretty heavily inspired by their own encasement art.

16a. The Championship Belt

“You’re sure you’re fine with this?” I asked Dash. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m loving the idea if you do!”

Dash rolled her eyes and headed for the front door. “Yes, I’m certain, but if you tell anyone it was my idea… heck, tell them we had a three way even, and I’ll hang you from the rafters by your balls.”

I laughed. “That almost sounds kinky. Besides, what’s the worst trouble you, me, and Lyra could get into?”

There was another knock on the door, just before Dash opened it. “Dawn, Dash, so happy to see you,” Lyra smirked. She had a pair of saddlebags on.

“Come on in, I can’t wait to see some of those tricks you mentioned.” I looked at Dash and she was fidgeting side to side. I’d seen her do it before, rubbing her hind legs together when she was excited.

Lyra trotted in and Dash was quick to close the door. “Come on, Dash, you’re acting more nervous then the first time we—”

“Gah! Uh-uh,” Dash interrupted.

I raised an eyebrow, “So you two, before? My, no wonder you can’t stand still.”

Dash glared at me, but relaxed as Lyra rubbed a hoof against her wing, apparently touching her just right. She moaned and quickly forgot her apprehension as she was massaged. “Come on you two, save it for the bedroom.”

I turned and headed upstairs to my bed. Since Lyra couldn’t fly, at least not until she saved Equestria and earned wings, we had the hook-up at my house. As Dash and Lyra followed I made a mental note to ask how to massage Dash like that later. It could come in handy to be able to reduce Dash to pleasured moans with a single hoof.

As we got to the bed Lyra set down her saddlebags, and Dash rushed to open a dresser drawer and pulled out some rope. “So I was thinking we tie Dawn down spread eagle and—”

“Wait,” I interrupted. “Why am I always the one being tied up? Don’t get me wrong I’m sure it’ll be kinky as hell but it’s definitely your turn.”

“No way, you want to tie me up you’ve gotta do it the hard way, dude.” Dash leapt at me with the rope, only to have it tangle up around her. Instead of crashing, she floated over to the bed.

I turned to see Lyra using her magic to levitate the rope, and by extension Dash. “Oh, I think Dawn has a good point, Dash.”

“Ha!” I smiled and walked over to stand next to Lyra. “So how’s this going to work? I’ve always wondered.”

“Come on, that’s cheating!” Dash complained. Lyra had already woven the rope around all of Dash’s legs. “You’ve got like, tons of practice at this!”

“Well, Dawn, we’re going to need a gag.”

I looked at Dash, and the damp fur on her hind legs betraying just how aroused she was. “Uh, yeah… yeah a gag.”

“And a little extra rope.”

I glanced around. “I don’t know Lyra I think that’s—hey!” I squirmed as she snaked some more rope from her saddlebags around my legs, quickly hogtying me standing. “Gah, Dash! She’s got me!”

“What do you suspect me to do about it featherbrain?” Dash sighed and stuck her tongue out at me. “Anyway, serves you right!”

Lyra chuckled and nudged me up onto the bed. “Oh quiet you two. I’ve been dying to try this for a while and I think you are the perfect two to try it on.”

“Try what?” I asked.

“Come on, Lyra, you’re into some crazy magic fetish thingies. I just thought we’d take turns or something,” Dash said.

“Aww, come on,” I argued. I looked at Lyra who was already laying out something rubbery. “Look, she’s got…” I watched but it looked unlike anything I’d seen, like a wrapping and bag at the same time. “Things?”

Lyra nodded. “Magical latex, only use this on my best friends.”

I looked over at Dash, who was still squirming in her ropes. By now, there was a wet spot on the bed, and I could feel myself getting hard just imagining what we were in for. “You okay, Dash? You seem to be enjoying it.”

She just huffed, and Lyra answered for her. “It’s part of her roleplay, always gotta be the tough mare and fight back until she turns into a good little submissive. Isn’t that right?”

“You just wait, next time I’ll get the drop on you!” Dash looked at Lyra again but was smirking this time.

“The safeword is safeword, or three taps… though you might wind up unable to do either once I get you to nice and snug so I’ll monitor you with my magic,” Lyra explained.

“Oh, fancy,” I comented.

“Careful, Dawn, she’ll toy with us for hours.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m fine with that.”

“Then we’re all set.”

I watched Lyra levitated the strips of rubber over us, and then under us, pulling us together. By now I was at full mast, and with my legs tied up I couldn’t figure out how she planned to restrain us any further.

As if to answer my question, she began to carefully untie me as she slid me above Dash’s head on the bed. I could feel her breath on the head of my cock as Dash breathed. It twitched in response, when I noticed Lyra lining me up for a blow job.

“Awww yeah,” I said.

Dash rolled her eyes. “Just wait, you’ll get you—mmph!” She groaned as she accepted my member a few inches into her mouth.

I chuckled. “I think I like you better this w—gah! Kidding! Kidding!” Dash had tried to bite me playfully, though with such flat teeth I doubted she could bite hard enough to do anything, the message was clear. “Heh, okay Dashie I appreciate you doing this, let’s have some fun?”

She mumbled and nodded, and I noticed a strap of the material had formed a rubbed band, holding my hind legs wrapped around Dash, and keeping her in the position to give me head. While I looked up to see what Lyra would do next, I felt another band snap into place as she guided me between Dash’s hind legs.

I found myself just an inch from Dash’s marehood, and could feel her arousal on the sides of my head. She’s been damp since Lyra had arrived and the smell fresh rain permeated the air. As I exhaled against her lips, Dash’s marehood winked, briefly exposing her clit to me.

“Still like where this is headed.” I felt Dash’s tongue against the side of my shaft as my member slid in another couple inches, and more of the rubber fused us together in this position. “Hey, Lyra, will she be okay?”

Lyra chuckled. “Of course she will, her nickname used to be Deepthroat Dash.”

I felt Dash struggle and mumble loudly. “Yeah, Dash has a point. She knows where you sleep.”

“Noted, I guess I won’t tell you about when I got us backstage passes to that concert. And to think they fit that much jello in an olympic size swimming pool.” Lyra’s magic tingled over our skin and I realized the strips of material had fused together, forming something of a latex sack around us, pinning me and Dash together.

“No, wait, go back to the jello stor—mmph!” Lyra used her magic to gently push me against Dash’s wet labia. While I wiggled back and forth to pull back, Dash moaned and sent vibrations down my shaft.

“Now, Dawn, I’ve got you two sealed head to hoof except for the sexy bits. Seeing as Dash has her mouth full, I think it’s only fair you keep yours full too.” Lyra laughed and I heard her pulling something else out of her bag.

When she let my head go I looked up and saw her wearing a set of sexy rubber lingerie, and realized what was going on here—aside from the obvious sex. Lyra was a Domme, and now me and Dash were her toys.

“Now, Dawn, since I can’t gag you I expect you to be a good pony and put that tongue to work.” Lyra levitated out a large flared butt plug, covered in lube. I gulped, worried that it might be heading for my rear end. Luckily, she pushed it against Dash’s rear. “Whichever of you cums first, loses. They’ll stayed tied up while the winner plays with them.”

“That sounds f-fair… gah…” Dash had already started to bob her head as much as the rubber fusing us together allowed. Even that little bit of motion, coupled with the feel of the rubber, was enough to make me shudder as I anticipated my own climax.

“Better get started, Dawn.” I looked up for Lyra but couldn’t see her. “Though I do have one last surprise.”

I leaned forward and licked at Dash’s wet lips, eager to catch up in our race. With any luck I could coax that clit back out and assault her directly. Instead, I gasped and pulled my head back as something cold slipped into my ass with ease. Before I could ask what it was, it sprang to life vibrating and answered my question.

Dash’s throat was relaxing and I felt myself slip in an extra inch or two while she bobbed. It was so tight that I thought I could feel the veins and medial ring as they bumped the back of her tongue and entered the throat. The flared head moved up and down with ease and I was worried I’d lose control right there.

Instead I focused on the mare in front of me, taking a deep breath and then pushing my muzzle as far as anatomy would allow into her marehood. I took long, deep licks into her pussy and felt her thighs tighten up around my head in response. As I continued my licking I felt something brushing against my nose. It caused Dash to spasm, and after brushing it and getting a similar reaction I realized it was her clit.

Not one to be outdone, Dash sped up her efforts. Each time she pulled her head back it stretched the rubber and gave her breathing room. Then she would let the rubber snap her head back, thrusting me in and out of her mouth quicker than she could do on her own. Each thrust brought me closer than the last as my dick throbbed and the head flared further. Every inch was coated in her saliva and I felt nothing but warm flesh wrapped around the entire shaft.

Knowing that I only had seconds left, I slid my nose up, dragging it along the clit, until I could push forward and seal my lips around it. As I sucked on the flesh on and around it, I bat it with my tongue, feeling myself pass the point of no return.

Dash spasmed and gripped my head with her strong hind legs, and I felt myself cum as she relaxed and let my dick slip deep into her throat. I could feel the pressure as each strand of semen forced itself down into her stomach. With my head pinned, I also received each bit of fluid coming from her aroused, wet cunt.

After what felt like minutes of pleasure in the tight embrace, I heard Lyra speaking. “Well, that certainly was close. You enjoy that, Dash?”

She mumbled something which I had to take for a yes.

“And you Dawn?”

“Yeah, but I think I lost,” I said. “It was too close.”

“Oh don’t worry about that,” Lyra stated. “Dash came first, so you get to choose what to do with her.”

I smiled ear to ear. “Oh, hear that Dash?” I thought about it for a moment while she squirmed and struggled, clearly unhappy at having lost a competition. “Hmm, why don’t we keep her like this, and you come up here and push your marehood up against hers so I can taste you both at once.”

Lyra squee’d and came to the foot of the bed. “Oh, brilliant idea. I won’t be needing this, then.” She levitated a dildo out and dropped it on the floor.

“Hmm, how about you, Dash? If you’re doing okay bite once, if you need out bite twice—Gently!” I blurted. She squeezed once with her teeth against my medial ring.

Lyra was looking at us trying to figure out the best way to go about this position, when finally she got a strap of the rubber and wrapped it around her forelegs, and then my ass, just below the tail. “There, I can use this to hold myself in place.”

She tightened up her grip, sandwiching her damp lips right on top of Dash’s. From my vantage point, I couldn’t see anything other than a blue and mint green slit, lining up right before my muzzle. “Awesome.”

“Huh?” As Lyra tugged on the rubber, it had an unexpected effect, forcing my butt plug in further. As the pressure against my prostate increased I felt my cock harden up and advance from half-mast back to erect, filling up Dash’s throat.

“Gah, Lyra easy.”

She adjusted her grip, and must have realized what it was doing because she then tightened it again. “Down, stallion, better finish us both off before you cum in poor Dashie again, or you’ll be spending the night tied up so tight you’ll make a safety deposit box look comfortable.”

“Come on you two, that’s not f-f-fa—dammit!”

I squirmed as Dash had once again taken her own head start. Between the buzzing vibrator being forced further in each time Lyra tugged the slightest, and Dash’s now-practiced routine, I knew I was in trouble. If I hadn’t just climaxed, I’d probably have already lost so I had to work fast.

Looking at the two marehoods in front of me I started by licking from the bottom of Dash’s to the top of Lyra’s, mixing the two tastes together on my tongue. I could see Lyra smashing and grinding herself against Dash a little, aiding my efforts as their slits would periodically line up and slide past each other.

As I licked again, my tongue actually got caught between the two of them as they continued to grind against each other. As I pulled my tongue out I got a loud moan from both of them, but neither of them seemed that close to losing the race.

Dash began to drag her teeth along my dick, letting the smooth flat molars ponies have add another later of sensation as they clipped the medial ring over and over.

I could feel my member twitching and my muscles clenching. Not content to lose yet again, I zeroed in on Lyra first. Pushing my muzzle as deep as I could while she bounced up and down, I searched out her clit, my only hope at this point. As my tongue parted the folds and went side to side searching for it, I could feel the head of my dick flaring inside Dash.

Without time to lose, I realized I was at the wrong end of Lyra’s marehood, and adjusted my search. Finally I found it, already winking and just begging me use it to push Lyra over the edge.

Our guest must not have orgasmed while watching me and Dash go at it, because Lyra didn’t even make it ten seconds from that point. She let out a loud, triumphant scream as she yanked on the rubber and smashed her and Dash’s hips together.

While she enjoyed her climax, she was also making near impossible to get my tongue inside of Dash. I still had to make her orgasm before I did. I had to close my eyes as the stinging fluid of their arousal got in them, further hampering my efforts.

Deep in Dash’s throat I felt my cockhead flare, nearly doubling in size. With the vibrator buried deep in my ass, I licked with a frustrated fury at anything I could in front of me. Dash and Lyra’s labia blocked my attempts to get to the prize in time, and before I could make Dash cum, I did.

With a euphoric moan I gave up my efforts and relaxed, feeling my balls get pulled inward and my muscles all spasm as the first load of my sperm traveled down to Dash’s stomach. It hadn’t been a fair fight, but it’d been a hell of a ride. As I counted load after load, I realized this was probably the longest orgasm I’d had. By the time it finished, I had a goofy grin on my face.

Lyra got a cloth and cleaned my face off for me, and began unwrapping Dash.

It was with a loud gasp for air that Dash pulled off my dick, and moved her jaw back and forth. “Damn, Dawn, you could kill a mare with that thing.” She slapped my cock playfully. “Better find a better place to stick it next time. Though, that was probably the best three-way I’ve had.”

“Wait, how many have you had?” I asked.

“You should know better than to ask a mare that, Dawn,” Lyra said. She turned to Dash, who was wiping up some of the sweat from her fur. “So, since we won what should we do with Dawn?”

I tried to get up and protest, when I realized Lyra had only unwrapped Dash. Most of the rubber was still sticking to itself, and trapping me. “Whoa, wait, that was totally unfair.”

“Hmm,” Dash said. She looked at me for a moment with a wicked grin on her face. “Well, I’ve been dying to have a full body pillow and I’d love to see just how much of that rubber you’ve got.”

“Aww, come on!” I would have facehoofed or thrown my hooves in the air but couldn’t.

“Oh, that’s not all I’ve got,” Lyra said. “Why don’t we encase him for the night. He can be our pillow while we do some… other things.” She grinned, nodding to some toy she was floating out of my sight.

“Hey now, no need to leave me out, I played along!” I didn’t really want to be laying there tied up while they ate each other out. At the very least, I wanted to watch. It sounded pretty fucking hot.

“Hmm, you know he’s always been a bit of a smart ass and I think first thing’s first, we need to gag him,” Dash said.

Lyra nodded and levitated up a butterfly gag. I’d only ever heard of them before, they were supposed to be strict enough to fully silence a pony. “Well, Dawn, last chance to safeword out.”

“You mean chicken out,” Dash added.

I shook my head. “Gah I can’t believe you two, but next time when I win I won’t go easy. Just make sure I won’t be all sore and aching in the morning, okay?”

Lyra floated the gag forward and after a moment of hesitation and a drawn out sigh, I opened my mouth. “Sure thing, Dawn.”

I felt her magic wash over me as well, likely part of her spell to keep an eye on me while I was tied up. The inflating of the butterfly gag distracted me from this, however, as it sealed up my mouth and pinned my tongue down. Even my cheeks filled up with the gag.

“Oh, so much better, Dawn. Maybe we can keep him this way?” Dash asked.

“Now, don’t be too cruel, Dash. You know I can always teach him how to subdue you.” Lyra began to rub at Dash’s back again, eliciting a deep moan of enjoyment.

I really needed to learn to do that.

Dash quieted down as Lyra wrapped the rubber around me, only this time she slipped something else inside. It was a sleeve that appeared to be made of jelly, and she slid it down right over my cock.

Once she had fully seated it, she turned to explain to Dash. “This will vibrate and drive him mad, then maybe in the morning we’ll let him orgasm. And it’s got another nifty feature.”

I felt the magical device grip me, forming itself perfectly to the shape of my cock. I gasped through my nose as some of the jelly seemed to snake its way into my urethra. I’d never felt anything like it before, both uncomfortable yet strangely arousing as it seemed to pulse low vibrations through the shaft.

As Lyra wrapped the rubber around me I found my legs and wings pinned to my sides. The rubber seemed to harden up this time too, and I took a good look at myself while my head was uncovered. I looked like someone had taken a vacuum mould of my body, perfectly capturing each curve and detail. I could even see a slight raised area where my tail had been folded up and over my belly, passing between my member and my right hind leg.

Dash whistled in approval. “Amazing, I’m gonna go get my camera.”

“mm mmmm!” I mumbled, though it was so soft neither of them heard it.

While Dash was gone, Lyra placed the rubber over my head, hiding the last of my mane. She then put blackened lenses over my eyes, attaching them like swimmer’s goggles. I could see through them, but just barely. With the lights off I’d likely be as good as blind. Lyra also attached something to my nose, apparently to ensure I wouldn’t have any difficulty breathing. It seemed to break the rubber and allow me plenty of air.

Dash got back and I heard muffled speaking. The rubber over my neck wasn’t as tight so I was able to turn my head. I could make out her form against the bright background, and then a bright flash. There was some more mumbling.

Then I realized that Lyra had formed the rubber into earplugs while she was at it. I was immobile, trapped in the latex, and all I could really do was barely see or hear. I squirmed and then froze, as my movements had triggered the cock sleeve to start vibrating and teasing me.

Lyra gestured and poked me in a rib, causing me to move again. There was more talking I couldn’t hear as the vibrators in me sprang back to life. I let a soft moan escape through my nose, realizing that even the slightest movement would trigger vibrators to tease me. With the special sleeve over my member, I knew this would be a long, frustrating night of orgasm denial.

Yet, it was oddly comfortable in here. It was a new experience for me too, feeling the rubber push in from every possible angle and trap me.

At least, it was comfortable until two mares hopped on the bed beside me. Apparently the bed moving was just as good as me moving, because both vibes sprung to life to match the force of two mares landing on the bed.

Then Dash tugged on me and displayed her marehood right next to my face. I looked at it and tried to mumble, then saw Lyra lean in front of my tinted lenses and wink. Seconds later she was eating Dash out, every motion either them or I made causing another wave of the teasing vibrations.

They continued like that and I lost track of time quickly, struggling against the latex as hard as I could. Yet no matter how hard I tried, or how close I pushed myself, I couldn’t orgasm.

By now Dash was eating Lyra out, once again teasing me by doing it right in front of my face and I sighed in defeat.

This was going to be a very long night.

16b. Championship Belt Part 2

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