Foalcon Five

At the Cutie Mark Crusaders' Clubhouse the following afternoon, Scootaloo was seething with barely-contained contempt. "Argh, those stuck-up jerks! I really want to get them back for what they did to me!"

"Um, just what did they do?" Squeaked Sweetie Belle.

"Yeah, you never did tell us about that. Not to mention what they did to mah brother, but Ah guess you're okay with that?" Apple Bloom chimed in with a roll of her eyes.

Scootaloo wasn't sure what to say, remembering she had a Pinkie-Promise to keep, so she came up with, "They put...make-up on me."

"Really, that's it?" The other two crusaders asked in unison, minds blown by such an absurd slight.

"It was humiliating. I don't wanna talk about it," Scootaloo said dejectedly, the anger leaving her body as she slumped in sadness.

"It's okay Scootaloo," Sweetie Belle chirped, "We'll still help you get revenge on Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon."

"Yeah, it's not as though those two are shinin' pillars of the community," Apple Bloom added.

Scootaloo swelled with adoration for her fellow crusaders. "Well then you're in luck, because I already have a plan," she said, explaining the details of her idea in full to her compatriots as they marched through the Everfree Forest to where Zecora lived.

At Zecora's hut, Scootaloo explained as much of the situation as she could to the zebra shaman. "...and so that's why we need potions to change us into stallions temporarily," she finished.

"I do not understand your scheme, but to make the potion I will need cream," she rhymed cryptically.

"Cream? Well why didn't you say so? I can just go on back t' th' farm and get some from Bessie," Apple Bloom grinned.

"I do not mean the cream you drink, I meant the kind with lots of zinc," she said.

"Zinc, like Zinconium? I think my sister has some of those kinds of crystals, though that doesn't sound familiar," Sweetie Belle offered.

"No, no, you innocent ponyfolk, you will need the cream from a bloke," Zecora rhymed in frustration.

"Cream from a bloke? Oh...eeewwwwww," Scootaloo groaned as she realized the meaning behind Zecora's words. Cream from a bloke, that's high in zinc. Of course. "Uh Apple Bloom, I don't think Bessie will be able to help us, but what was the name of that bull?"

"Bull cream will simply not substitute; pony cream it must be absolute," she stated firmly. "Cream of a bull would change the effects, do believe this formula is quite complex."

"Well just where the heck are we suppos'd to find stallion cream?" Apple Bloom asked.
The other two crusaders slowly turned to look at her. "Say, don't you have a bro—"
"NO!"

"Alright so we got everything on the list except for...the cream," Apple Bloom sighed, the amateur potionista grinding her teeth at the prospect of having to turn to her brother for some of his cream. "Cain't we turn to somepony else?"

"Sure, know anypony?" Scootaloo asked completely seriously. They honestly did not know any other stallions, not on a named-basis at any rate. They recalled their song about finding the perfect stallion: they could not ask a colt nor an overly elderly stallion. They didn't want to ask the one covered in jelly or the one that had a garbage pail for a cutie mark. The serious one, the silly one, the one with the flu, there were so many that just didn't seem like good candidates. And all the best stallions were already taken, they'd established that.

So they had to think about the ones they dismissed that weren't outright disgusting: the flashy one, the splashy one, the short one, the tall one, the one that was too clean. Even reviewing these 2nd-string ponies they couldn't settle on just one that would be right for this particular demand. Even Apple Bloom was eventually forced to admit that Big Macintosh was in many ways the perfect stallion they always knew him to be. That made asking him for cream all the more awkward. They drew straws and Apple Bloom was selected to go ask him for it.

Apple Bloom found him in the orchard, bucking apples as he was wont to do. She marched right up to him and said, "Heya Big Mac, quick question, could ya give me yer cream?"

"Oh Celestia, I always knew it would end like this," he cried, rushing over to the creek and plunging his head beneath the cool waters. Apple Bloom rushed over to him and tried to pull him up and stop him from drowning himself.

"C'mon big brother, it's for Zecora, what's gotten into ya?" She screamed, shaking him and slapping him in the face.

"Oh, it's for Zecora you say? Well, wish you'd have told me that in the first place," he sighed, shaking the water from his mane. Picking up a pail, he turned to her and spoke, "Just give me—"

"15 minutes Ah know, Ah know, everypony knows what you do and for how long when you go to that barn," Apple Bloom remarked.

Big Macintosh turned a deeper red than he knew he was capable of, and sheepishly headed off to the barn to fetch her the cream Zecora needed for the potion.

Turning to the fourth wall, Apple Bloom addressed the readers, "What, you really want to read about Big Macintosh cloppin' it to some filthy magazine in a corner of a barn? Ick. Just go'on and give him his time to do his thing, y'all shoo. He said he needs 15 minutes so just come on back in 15 minutes, Ah'll still be here."

An appropriate amount of time later, Apple Bloom returned to Zecora's hut with the pail of still-warm stallion spunk in tow. She couldn't believe how much it reeked. "Ugh, here ya go Zecora, hope this is enough," she said, almost sloshing the contents onto Sweetie Belle as she set the pail on the floor.

"Oh my yes, that much will do, though I only needed a drop for the br—"
"A DROP?" Apple Bloom screamed, livid.

"Do not raise your voice at me, no matter that you disagree," Zecora spoke in verse. "It's true the amount I did not specify, to that I would gladly testify. Do you want me to mix this up or not? That is precisely what I thought."

And so the Cutie Mark Crusaders stood around and watched with fascination as she dumped the entire bucket of virile Macintosh seed into the bubbling cauldron. The liquid roiled as the green and white mixed and then became a foul purple.

"Well, at least it isn't whi—" Sweetie Belle started, only to watch in horror as the mixture turned from purple back to white. "OH COME ON!"

Zecora ladled out three doses of the grotesque white mixture, handing the warm jars to the three fillies. "Now, drink this—"

"Please Zecora, Ah think Ah know how to drink," Apple Bloom drawled haughtily, but as she raised it to her lips she suddenly balked, remembering it was made from her brother's cream. "Er, on second thought, what was it y'all were sayin'?"

"C'mon Apple Bloom, it's cooked, that means it's okay, right?" Scootaloo asked, and Zecora nodded and smiled as convincingly as she could.

"Well, Tartarus," Apple Bloom cursed, and threw the mixture back in her mouth, desperately trying to swallow it before she noticed anything about the texture or flavor. Gluey. Apples. Welp, Ah'm gonna hurl. Her face turned a shade of green as she began dry heaving, but then she recovered. "Huh, that went better than I expec—HYUUUUUUUUULLLGHGHHHGHGHGH!" Apple Bloom was cut off as she vomited the contents of her stomach all over the floor, but then blinked her eyes in surprise.

"Huh, hey girls, Ah got me a new thingy!" She laughed in surprise, her nausea lifting miraculously. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle leaned in to look at their friend's new junk and sure enough, between her legs there was her small plot and then a pair of nuts and a cock.

"Yes, that's exactly what I was going for, thank you Zecora!" Scootaloo cried in triumph and swigged the viscous potion. Sure enough she too was tossing her cookies across the floor and then laughing as she felt her new appendage sprout from her pelvis.

Sweetie Belle nodded politely to Zecora and then walked outside. Moments later she could be heard letting out a few guttural curses she no doubt learned from Rarity as she gagged and retched into the bushes.

"Alright girls, time to put this plan into action. We may be small, but now we have something Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon won't be expecting. We've got cocks...as long as horses'!" With those words of encouragement, the three felt a new lease on life, and they felt so good with their new dicks swinging between their legs that they burst into song, marching back to Ponyville.

We're the roughest little buckers in town
Got the girth, got the mojo, no harder throbbing meat-sticks around
We are a trio, buck as a team
We'll be the first ponies out on the gang banging scene
We get stroking when the whore shows her muff
We know going balls deep is just never enough
We're gonna spurt, but so what? We don't get depleted
Well the condom's gonna break but, we don't need it
We've got cocks as long as horses'
We've got cocks as long as horses'
We've got cocks as long as horses'
We've got cooooooocks, cocks long as horses'
When we put our dicks together, we share a sleeve
We're the Cutie Mark Crusaders, so get on your knees
We drip anticipation to buck if your cunt's shaven
Get it in
We've got cocks as long as horses'
We've got cocks as long as horses'
We've got cocks as long as horses'
And we're horny as sin as we rut your holes silly
We can conquer any pussy we're in
We've got cooooooocks, cocks long as horses'
Cocks long as horses'

Back in Ponyville, Scootaloo was ready to implement Phase 2 of her brilliant scheme: luring Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon back to the CMC Clubhouse, having earlier been deemed the most appropriate location for Phase 3. Scootaloo headed off to find Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon by herself, having had the most contact with the two prissy fillies.

Finding them at the park, she put on a fake smile and trotted up to them. "Heya girls, that was some fun we had over at your place huh Diamond Tiara?" The two looked a little confused and guarded, but then smiled and nodded. "So anyway I just wanted to ask if you two wanted to come by the clubhouse for a little bit, and maybe help me with some rope-tying? I might get a cutie mark if I tie enough knots," she beamed.

"Sure, this park is lame central anyway," Diamond Tiara laughed, and the three of them set off. Scootaloo was careful not to reveal her hidden new feature just yet, because soon they would have all the time in the day for Phase 3.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had their lines memorized and were waiting outside the clubhouse with varying lengths of rope.

"Oh hey Scootaloo! Hey Diamond Tiara! Hi Silver Spoon!" Sweetie Belle squeaked kindly in as welcoming a tone as she could muster, and Apple Bloom forced the fakest smile she'd ever worn in her life, but it seemed to be working.

"So, what do you need us for, we aren't exactly Hoof Scouts ourselves," Diamond Tiara asked curiously.

"Well, we were wondering if you wouldn't mind if we used Silver Spoon as a test subject for us tying these knots," Scootaloo asked with a smile.
"Not at all," Diamond Tiara replied with a smile.
"Hey wait just a minute, what?" Silver Spoon asked incredulously.
"What, what's the harm? Sounds like fun, lets do it," Diamond said with a snicker.
"Noooo!"

Minutes later, Silver Spoon was bound and gagged, with no way of escaping. Diamond Tiara chuckled and rubbed a hoof appreciatively along her friend's flank. "Mmm, I've wanted you in this position for a few days now, Silver," she trailed off, then looked around nervously as she noticed the Cutie Mark Crusaders surrounding her with more rope. "Uh, what are you...no, don't come any closer! Ahhh!" She cried out as they leapt upon her and began hog-tying her, binding her legs together and gagging her in much the same fashion as her friend. Then, they dragged their captured prey into the clubhouse, for Phase 3.

Once inside, Scootaloo explained to the two freshly foal-napped fillies just what was going to happen. "It's time for you two to experience...Phase 3!" She cackled maniacally, rearing up on her hind legs to wave her cock about.

Diamond Tiara laughed and sputtered so hard that she spit her gag out. "Bahahaha what? You have a cock now? What is that? Why do you even have that? What are you even going to do with that thing, that's too funny! You are such a loser!"

Scootaloo looked hurt as she stammered, "But we're winners! And we've got cooooooocks!"

"Lame. You haven't got dick," Diamond Tiara smirked, able to come up with a nasty pun at the drop of a hat.

"We all have 'em," Apple Bloom chimed in, showing hers off.

"Phase 3 is where we buck you with our cocks," chirped Sweetie Belle.

Instantly the smile was gone from Diamond Tiara's face. "You're going to what now?"

"We said we're gonna buck you in all your holes!" Scootaloo shouted, perhaps a little too forcefully. But it did shut Diamond Tiara up and leave her and Silver Spoon suitably terrified. Scootaloo started barking orders at the other crusaders, yelling, "Apple Bloom, shut her up! Sweetie Belle, you take her front, I'll take her rear!"

Diamond Tiara's face went white as she realized they were about to tag team her to Tartarus and back. Before she could protest, Apple Bloom's cock was in her throat, and Phase 3 was go. Sweetie Belle slowly worked herself into Diamond Tiara's tight pussy, whispering a single, "Sorry," before closing her eyes and starting to rut into her cautiously. Scootaloo slid underneath Diamond Tiara and went in dry. Diamond Tiara screamed in pain around Apple Bloom's cock, but the thick meat was too big and thick and hard for her to bite down around even if she had wanted.

The three of them bucked Diamond Tiara like that for half an hour, trying to work their ways up to their first climaxes all three different paces. Silver Spoon could only sit silently and watch in horror as her best friend was raped. Oh no, they're raping her. And then they're going to rape me! Oh my Ceeellleessstiiiaaaaa... Silver Spoon cried out in her mind, wishing she and Diamond Tiara were anywhere else at that moment.

Diamond Tiara was in her own personal hell, being gang raped by the Cutie Mark Crusaders like some cheap piece of meat. She could taste and smell Apple Bloom's musty sweat as her unnatural cock thrust between her lips. Scootaloo's hooves dug into Diamond Tiara's sides as she rutted into her from behind, driving deep into her ass with each thrust.

What almost made it tolerable for Diamond Tiara was the way Sweetie Belle moaned and gasped as she slowly made love to her, every gasp and coo vocalized almost as though she was singing. Contrast to that however was Scootaloo mumbling gruffly into her ear with such clichés as, 'Yeah, you like that?' And, 'Gonna tear that ass apart,' which she was doing, figuratively.

Diamond Tiara wondered if the bucking would ever stop, the three gang bangers falling in and out of sync with Apple Bloom thrusting into Diamond Tiara's mouth, Sweetie Belle sliding softly into her quavering cunt, and Scootaloo pounding hard into her ass. Suddenly Scootaloo pulled out, yelling, "Alright everypony, time for Phase 4! ROTATE!"

Sweetie Belle pulled out and slid into Diamond Tiara's now thoroughly-loose pucker, while Apple Bloom just looked at Scootaloo. "Uh, so Ah go where now?"

"You're going into her pink little twat and I'm goin' down her throat," Scootaloo replied matter-of-factly.

"Whoa, Scoots, you never go plot to mouth," Apple Bloom said, pulling out of Diamond Tiara's mouth.

"Well I'm not going plot to twat, that could give somepony a disease," Scootaloo said with a concerned look. "Besides, you know how weird some fillies in our class are. Diamond Tiara, tell me honestly, you've never gone plot to mouth?"
"NO!"
"Alright clearly you're all repressed, just shut up and let's get bucking again. In two rotations you'll get to go plot to mouth too Apple Bloom, and you'll like it," she said, sticking her dick into Diamond Tiara's mouth and rutting into it softly. Diamond Tiara squealed in protest.

"Ah won't like it and Ah won't do it," Apple Bloom replied. By this time Sweetie Belle had stopped thrusting and was listening to the conversation.

"Apple Bloom...ugh. Sweetie Belle, back me up. Aren't you going to go plot to mouth next rotation?"

"Uh, I don't know..." she trailed off, giving Diamond Tiara a few half-hearted pumps.

"You can't even be serious. This is Phase 4 we're talking about, c'mon. Well, whatever, it's okay, Apple Bloom just buck her like normal and it'll be fine," Scootaloo said worriedly. Reluctantly, Apple Bloom took her place, and the gang bang proceeded anew.

Diamond Tiara's personal hell just descended to another level entirely. She hated plot to mouth. So disgusting, the dick in her mouth had just been up her ass, and regardless that she was pretty clean down there, Scootaloo's dick still left a sour taste in her mouth. Apple Bloom meanwhile was nowhere near as gentle a lover as Sweetie Belle, so while she appreciated a softer touch when it came to her ass, her gash was subjected to a new level of abuse.

A half-hour later Scootaloo forced the issue again, yelling for everypony to rotate again. This time Sweetie Belle pulled out and walked toward the door as Apple Bloom slid into Diamond Tiara's ass to take her place. "Aw, c'mon Sweetie Belle, don't go," Scootaloo called sadly.

"No, I'm going to go wash up properly. I might rejoin this afterward, but I will not go plot to mouth," Sweetie Belle squeaked in protest.

Scootaloo pulled into Diamond Tiara's now much looser pussy and started thrusting away, her lauded four-way turning into a mere three-way. Diamond Tiara sneered at her all the while, but held her tongue and tried her best to bite back any sound that she was enjoying herself, lest the CMC get the wrong idea that she was getting into this debasement.

Scootaloo and Diamond Tiara continued to glare at each other, the only sound being Apple Bloom panting and moaning as she rutted Diamond Tiara's ass as hard as she could, and three sets of hips slamming into one another roughshod. After much thrusting and pounding, when Scootaloo asked Apple Bloom if she wanted to rotate, she was met with two blank stares from her bedmates.

Apple Bloom thrust into Diamond Tiara's ass fiercely, as though in retribution for every past sin committed, and as she was approaching climax, Sweetie Belle burst into the clubhouse with an odd look on her face.

"Girls, watch out, after you cum the effects wear off! I was just at the lake washing up and I was um...kinda firm when I was cleaning myself, and now my dick's gone!" Sweetie Belle was trembling as she spoke, still wet from her bathing.

Just then Apple Bloom drove deep into Diamond Tiara's ass and flooded her bowels with hot jizz, and as she pulled out she felt her cock receeding into her body and becoming just a moistened spot above her clitoris. "Oh no, mine's gone now too!" Apple Bloom exclaimed.

As Apple Bloom scooted out from under Diamond Tiara, Scootaloo frowned and looked seriously into Diamond Tiara's eyes. "We could have had something special, we could have been friends. I don't know why you had to betray my trust like that...and uh, put make-up on me," she corrected herself, realizing her friends were in the room with her.

Scootaloo leaned in and kissed Diamond Tiara hard on the lips. She tasted everything: her own pre-cum, Apple Bloom's pre, Diamond Tiara's ass, the daisies she ate for lunch. Diamond Tiara groaned in protest, and as they broke the kiss, Scootaloo raised her voice again, "So I'm gonna tell you right now, go buck yourself!" And with that she thrust up into Diamond Tiara's cunt and let loose her own orgasm, flooding her insides with another load of hot cum. And with that, Scootaloo's cock was no more, reduced to a moistened spot on her pelvis.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders sighed in frustration, their friend's plan for revenge cut off early at only Phase 4. Diamond Tiara collapsed in exhaustion as Scootaloo moved to stand up. "What should we do now?" Apple Bloom broke the silence.

"Well, we haven't done anything with Silver Spoon," offered Sweetie Belle with a smile.

"That's right…we haven't done anything with her, she must be feeling lonely," Scootaloo snickered as she sauntered over to Silver Spoon, removing her gag and squatting over her face. "Lick me clean," she ordered.

"Eat me, blank fla—mmrrff!" Silver Spoon protested, but was cut off as Scootaloo sank down on her thighs and rubbed her love-smeared cunt into Silver's mouth. Sweetie Belle laid down between Silver's thighs and began eating her out, taking Silver at her word.

Apple Bloom looked pensively at the scene playing out before her, and asked, "Uh, so what do I do?"

"You could rim her," Scootaloo suggested, but Apple Bloom's expression communicated how distatesful she found that idea. "Or, I could eat you out, I guess…"

"Aw, you'd do that for me, Scoots? That's sweet of you," Apple Bloom smiled, and sat down near Scootaloo so she could turn her body around and connect the four of them in one long cunnilingus chain. Scootaloo lapped at Apple Bloom's honeypot, tasting her femme-pre, and her stallion-cream along with faint traces of Diamond Tiara's juices.

Silver Spoon writhed under Scootaloo as she came for the first of what would be numerous times, Sweetie Belle's tongue a blur upon her pink and grey snatch. Scootaloo felt herself brought closer with each movement of Silver's tongue on her own cunt, but she managed to hold out and bring Apple Bloom to a climax before giving into her own orgasm.

Sweetie Belle looked up from Silver Spoon's spent spot, small shiny strings of liquid still connecting their lips. "Should we rotate again?" Sweetie Belle squeaked out cutely, not having had a turn herself.

"Nah, I'm kinda tired of this whole thing now. Let's just throw this adorable trash out at the lake and go get icecream," Scootaloo suggested, and her fellow crusaders cheered, Sweetie Belle only a little dejected that she wouldn't get her own measure of satisfaction. She would just have to make do with icecream, she supposed.

Over at Sugarcube Corner, Scootaloo walked up to Pinkie Pie with a worried expression. "Pinkie...is it ever okay to break a Pinkie-Promise? Like, if you get tricked into making one by somepony and then they end up hurting you and using you?"

Pinkie Pie put her hoof on Scootaloo's shoulder, and with the most serious expression on her face, said, "No. If you make a Pinkie-Promise, it's not okay to break it if somepony hurts you; you have to break it. It's a Pinkie-Rule. Getting hurt by somepony isn't fun at all, and if somepony hurts you but makes you Pinkie-Promise not to tell, that pony is not your friend, and you need to tell an adult what they did."

Scootaloo hugged Pinkie tightly, whispering, "Thank you." After a longer-than-usual hug, Scootaloo broke away and wiped a tear from her eye, saying, "I think I have to go tell my parents something now. Thanks again Pinkie, you're a true friend." And with that, she walked out the door, a new resolve filling her mind.

Meanwhile back at the lake where Diamond Tiara was still recovering with Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara turned to her friend and asked, "Hey Silver, can I tell you something?"

Silver Spoon looked back at her and nodded. Diamond Tiara continued, "I think that...after that whole thing in the clubhouse, I might be gay. To be honest I never want to see anypony else's cock for the rest of my life."

Silver Spoon smiled and replied, "That's okay, I'm totally gay too!"

The End