A Little Party called Interspecies.
“Stupid, Twilight… What, being curious has become illegal?”
Rainbow Dash let out a long, exasperated sigh with her rump buried on a comfy cloud. She sulked deeply, and crossed her forelegs over her chest while musing of a way to solve her problem. She played with her hindhooves with a small, loose ball of cloud material, kicking it between one hoof and the other while memories of her cruel refusal flashed before her eyes.
Maybe if she had a good excuse, Twilight would say yes. Just a little white lie.
Maybe she could tell Twilight she needed it for… a secret mission in the Griffon Kingdom! Princess Luna needed her to infiltrate and neutralize a dangerous warlord in the Griffon Kingdom! The Element of Loyalty, as the biggest, baddest pony the crown had on its side was chosen to enter the inner circle of this dangerous criminal, seduce him, and steal his secrets, saving Equestria, and possibly the world!
… After screwing every griffon that kinda looked desirable like a tiger, but there was no need to inform Twilight about that. Rainbow Dash had no shame in admitting that to herself. Griffons got laid, that was a fact, unless her former friend Gilda wasn’t just boasting all the time, but really, who in Equestria could be so arrogant?
And Dash was Equestria’s hottest sex machine and possibly the world, so no worry about it.
“Yeah, like she would believe that…Like Twilight wouldn’t see trough a lie taken from the newest Daring Do book.” Maybe she could say that A.K. Yearling needed her for field researches for the new book.
“Believe what, Dashie?”
Rainbow was startled by the impossibly sweet voice coming from behind. She turned quickly to find Pinkie Pie’s head poking out of the cloud. A foreleg came out as well to wave at the confused pegasus. An innocent, full-toothed grin appeared on Pinkie’s lips.
“How… How did you get here?” Dash scooted on her rump closer to Pinkie Pie.
“I was checking if my impossibly long ladder was stable and I saw you up here.” She wiggled left and right, a squeaky, metallic noise coming from below. “Looks like It is.” Dash craned her neck below to see a crowd gathering around Pinkie Pie’s antics. She moved her head below to see Pinkie’s rump standing on a long, metallic ladder that stood at least seven meters tall, standing right in front of a house’s window.
Berry Punch came out of it yawning, and when she found the strange display, rubbed her eyes to dispel the fumes of alcohol. When she realized the craziness wouldn’t leave, she picked up a bottle of wine off the floor and threw it away, finally taking back control of her life.
“Why you feelin so blue? I mean, not your blue, which his sky blue, but the kind of dark, gloomy blue of gloomy ponies?” Both of her forelegs popped out the cloudy bank, and she put them behind her chin, looking at Rainbow Dash with the utmost attention.
“Well, I just wanted to be a griffon, and Twilight said no,” Rainbow pouted. “I’m just disappointed that she squashed my feelings like a bug. Like a bug, I tell you!”
“Oh, I remember that time. She wasn’t that harsh, if you ask me. Are you still crossed about it?”
“Yeah! I wanted to go this afternoon to talk about it, but she even put a sign on her door that says, ‘No species, gender, and height swapping for anypony!’ What’s the point of having the power to do the most absurd things if you don’t share it with your friends?”
“Want a cupcake?” Pinkie pulled a trail of cupcakes from the oven resting on the cloud.
“Sure.” Rainbow smiled and grabbed one of the offered sweets with a thick chocolate frosting and took a bite. With some worry, Rainbow Dash realized that the oven wasn’t there a few moments ago. “I mean…” she munched on, “didn’t she think about Spike at least? If he got turned into a pony, all the fillies would swoon over him. Just saying…”
Pinkie put a hoof beneath her chin, her blue eyes wandering in thought. “You know what? I’ll help you, Dashie! I’ll go talk with Twilight and maybe convince her to at least let you try the griffon. Maybe she’ll listen to me.”
Dash nearly choked on the cupcake as a joyous and surprised laughter came out of her lips. “Really? You would?” She stood on all fours, beating her wings in excitement.
“Of course. Ponies should always try new things, and I want you to have your fun. And I’m going to give you your fun, I swear to Celestia!” She shook her hooves at the heavens above in proud defiance. “I’m sure if Twilight and I sit down like two reasonable, adult and mature ponies—”
The two burst out into a roaring laughter that lasted several minutes and attracted even more ponies than Pinkie’s laddering shenanigans did before.
“Well, the closest thing to one.” Pinkie Pie wiped a tear out of her face.
“But… how exactly?” Rainbow grabbed Pinkie’s forehooves with her own and dragged her upwards, allowing her to stand with all fours on the cloud. “How exactly do you plan to convince her?”
“Just trust me. You know that I get results. And you know why? Because I love to see you smile!” Pinkie Pie jumped on the cloud and threw herself at Rainbow in a bonecrushing hug.
“Wait, have you used a cloud walking spell?”
“What Cloudwalking spell—”
Then Pinkie fell from the cloud.
***
Rainbow Dash was tapping her hooves nervously on the ground while pacing back and forth in front of Twilight’s library. She put her ears several times on the door to at least know the details of Pinkie’s plans, but all she heard were muffled voices, the sound of a cuckoo clock, and a xylophone being played quite skillfully. Suddenly, the door was smashed open, very nearly landing right on Rainbow’s chin, by a young princess in tears.
“Oh, Rainbow Dash!” Twilight Sparkle propelled herself out of the door with tender tears running down her cheeks and a mane that was a disheveled mess. “I’m so sorry! I’m so, so, so sorry!” she held Rainbow tight, rubbing her head against her blue chest. Rainbow gulped and prayed that the surprisingly pointy horn of her friend wouldn’t stab her by accident.
“Well… I… I forgive you…?” Rainbow patted her friend’s back who started sobbing quietly, buried in her blue chest.
“I didn’t know about how much you cared about being turned into a griffon! If only I had known, or you could find a way to express those feelings.” Twilight sniffled and wiped out a handkerchief to loudly blow her nose. “Fortunately, you had Pinkie Pie, who understood your dreams, and… it was just so beautiful!”
Rainbow stood there in silence watching Twilight crying, and Pinkie Pie just whistling with nonchalance in the back ground, leaning against Twilight's doorjamb. She winked at her, and Rainbow winked back with her confident and satisfied grin. Still had to explain the xylophone.
“How I could’ve been so foolish? Everypony has the right to realize their dreams, and you, Pinkie Pie!” She hurried at the pink pony and smooshed her figure into a pink goo with a hug, Pinkie’s eyeballs nearly popping out of her skull. “You let me see the light! For your friend! Our friend!”
While Twilight was still busy snuggling the pink mare into pink dust, Rainbow leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear. “Did you brainwash her or something?”
“Nothing so terrible. I just thought about you and the right words came to me.” Rainbow felt there was something odd with her friend’s so sudden leniency, but Pinkie did get the results promised. At least Rainbow knew who to call next time she needed a favour from somepony.
A few minutes of Applejack and Pinkie Pie locked in the same room would grant her lifelong supply of cider.
“Come inside, you two. We don’t have time to waste.” Twilight trotted back inside and made a gesture for the two to follow them.
“What? Already?” Rainbow said, surprised.
“Well, do you want me to perform such a spell here in public? At least inside, if something goes wrong, I would be able to contain the damage. Then again…”
Mayor Mare stood on the other side of the street and narrowed her eyes, staring menacingly at Princess Sparkle. She pointed her hooves at her eyes, still etched on the young princess and then pointed the hoof right back at Twilight, with an air of stern challenge.
Twilight repeated the gesture back to the Mayor and stared at her until she went away, no words exchanged, and tension so palpable to be cut with a knife. Pinkie and Dash looked at each other and simply shrugged, the subtleties of politics being lost on them.
“Then again, someponies really won’t let you get away with anything…”
The three trotted into the library and found an apron wearing Spike removing the dust out of the scaffolds. “Hi, girls!”
“Oh, hello Spike!” Pinkie waved at him and Dash followed.
“So…” Twilight opened a book on the table and flipped right through the page she had bookmarked with a cute Daring Do figure. “You wanted to try the griffon first? Is it?”
“Well, yeah. It’s the first thing that got in my mind. Griffons are cool, right?”
“There are coolest things, but yeah. Pinkie Pie approves the griffon! Plus ten!”
“Dragons are still the coolest to me.” Twilight gave a sly smile towards her busy assistant.
“Thank you!” He singsonged while he kept dusting from the other side of the room. “But wait… Twilight, are you actually going to do that spell again? Does this mean I don’t have to work on these anymore?” Spike whipped out a small sign with a crudely drawn Rainbow Dash on it, bearing below it the words : STUBBORN PEGASI VERBOTEN. Twilight ran to his side and snatched the thing out of her assistant’s hands before snapping it in half with a telekinetic blow and throwing the ashes in a corner before Dash could notice them.
“Does that mean I have to clean that, too?” he frowned.
“Hush, faithful assistant. Be as cool as I think you are.”
Spike raised a finger and opened his mouth to say something, but instead threw his hands in the air and sighed nervously. He then grabbed a stool and sat in a corner to see Twilight’s magic at work.
Next time, maybe. Rainbow thought and let out a giggle, thinking on how awesome a rainbow-colored dragon would look. The sky is the limit.
“Now, are you ready Rainbow?” Rainbow nodded and Twilight concentrated, her horn crackling and churning sparks of raw magic around it..
The string of red magic came from Twilight's horn and it hit Rainbow Dash, enveloping her in a glowing red orb. Pinkie held her breath in fear and awe and put a hoof over her mouth. She was aware that the spell was cast on her, too, so there wasn’t a need to worry, but seeing it from another perspective was quite scary. The sphere formed around Rainbow’s slender form, throbbing weakly for a second before it shrank around her body, coating it with white light.
Her whole body felt numb but for just an instant. It didn’t feel much of a transformation, more like a substitution. One body for another without any harm done to the old one. Twilight probably had it tweaked just for this occasion.
Rainbow Dash emerged from the red cocoon of pure magic as a beautiful griffon, wings spreading across the room.
At first, she didn’t feel much of a difference, only a bitter taste in her mouth and a strange tingling down her hooves as her eyes tried to adjust after the blinding light of before. She tried to scrape her hooves back and forth to gain a better hold, only to find no hooves and five wiggling things attached to the lower end of her limbs.
Her unsheathed claws were lodged deeply in Twilight’s parchment. While still clutched and quite intimidating, they weren’t much bigger than Spike’s own hands, still conserving the innate grace and femininity one wouldn’t use to describe a pair of sharp talons.
Her wings were bigger and still conserved the polychromatic shade of all the colors of the rainbow in their inner part. She flapped them a bit with powerful strokes to get used to their superior weight, feeling relief that at least one part of her still felt the same.
She turned to look a look at her paws behind and saw tight muscles rippling beneath the skin of the hind paws, the newly formed toes wriggling and grasping at the floor. Her rebel lock of polychromatic hair survived in her new form, still in the same shades her old form was, standing out in a sea of white feathers coating her head.
Rainbow Dash stood much taller than before, and her head spun slightly when she met her friends’ astonished gaze, not at the same level but from way above them. Well, not that much above since Rainbow’s growth stopped at just a few inches more than her original height, which wasn’t that impressive to begin with, she had to sadly admit.
Her tail felt longer, too, and went flailing around against her will, knocking over the pile of books on the table. “Uhm, sorry…” Rainbow said before her tail came swishing back to her, so she could examine the small tuft of rainbow hair on its tip. It was funny how the little details remained.
“Dashie… you look amazing!” Pinkie Pie’s jaw dropped and then morphed into an enthusiastic grin.
Twilight, too, was impressed by it and raised an eyebrow. “Here, there’s a mirror if you want to look.” Twilight grabbed a mirror laying on the table, and Rainbow found herself in front of a particularly attractive griffon with a blue plumage and a rainbow-colored lock of hair. Her eyes stayed the same: same shade and eyelashes.
“Whoa! That is…” Rainbow coughed and felt her lips dry, before realizing her small, but graceful beak was standing right in the middle of her face, struggling to form words normally. “That is awesome!”
“How do you feel, Rainbow?” Twilight asked with a smile. “You like that?”
“Holy Moley!” Spike shouted at the majestic-looking griffon while munching on some popcorn. “It worked! It works with all species!”
“We haven’t proved that yet, but… yeah, it’s quite possible,” Twilight said while Rainbow was still admiring her new plumage on her forepaws and chest. She passed a claw on her remarkably soft feathers and giggled excited.
“Can I go outside? I mean, to try these babies here?” Rainbow flapped her new wing, feeling them lighter and lighter with each stroke.
“Sure, Rainbow. I just want to be sure everything is alright.”
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Can I ride on the griffon? I mean, Dashie griffon? Or griffon Dashie?”
“Sure! Hop on, Pinks!” Rainbow turned and offered her dark blue back to the pink pony, who hopped on it in a flash, clutching her chubby pink forelegs around Dash’s neck.
“Wait! Maybe you should just do a little preparatory flight before—” Dash and Pinkie flew through her door and took off with great speed, sending all the books and papers scattered on the table in the air with a simple push of Dash’s griffon wings. One of them landed on Twilight’s face with a loud twachk.
Spike threw his hands in the air from the resulting mess. “That’s it, I’m out of here.”
“Well, I’ll give you a hoof for once. How about that?” Twilight said while starting to lift some books and papers from the ground with a magic spark.
“Aren’t you worried about those two?” Spike pointed at the slowly shrinking in the distance pair of pony and former pony.
“They’ll be just fine. Besides, I don’t think they’ll go very far.”
“By the way… how did Pinkie Pie manage to convince you?”
“Let’s just say it’s something I’ll tell you when you’re older.”
“In pony years or dragon years?”
“Yes.”
***
Griffon’s wings were more sensitive. A lot more sensitive. Pinkie’s foreleg so close to their upper part felt unbearably ticklish. Nevertheless, Rainbow quickly adapted to her new body. After all, she was a master of all forms of flight, and unless they changed the way wings worked overnight, Rainbow was sure she could use a heavier but no-less-capable body, even with Pinkie’s generous height adding to the equation.
The air currents flew smoothly across her plumage, her front paws and claws helped making her aerodynamic and even made her more agile than ever.
“Liking it, Dashie?”
“Feels a little strange but, yeah! It’s fun and everything.”
“Would you like to try something more?” Pinkie’s hoof slid around Rainbow’s neck, her hot breath landing among the feathers.
“Something more… what?” Rainbow landed on a nearby cloud, hidden for indiscreet eyes.
“I guessed you wanted to try something more out of this brand new body…” Pinkie’s hooves slid around Dash, pure seduction etched in her eyes.
“How did you know? I mean…”
“Hush, Dashie. We both want it, and I promised to give you the best kind of fun.”
“The sexy kind?”
“Yup…” Then she kissed Rainbow. Her pecker tasted almost like plastic, and was just as smooth. Pinkie’s lips were running across the glossy surface before her tongue darted towards Dash’s longer and rougher one. The pink mare’s forehooves slipped on the griffon’s shoulder and locked around her feathery head, pulling Rainbow Dash further in the kiss.
Her soft lips encased Dash’s beak and slipped her tongue inside, meeting hers with hot intensity. Rainbow’s long, slender tongue started lashing out at Pinkie’s desperately like a reflex as the tender caresses of her friend were spreading a comforting warmth along her coat or feathers, which stood up at her mere touch. This drew a moan from Rainbow, and she was gently pushed on the bed. Stiff wings were pulsating just below her back, and Rainbow remembered that griffons’ and pegasi’s weren’t that different. A smile was brought to her face, remembering friendly jabs between her and Gilda every time one or the other popped a wingie when a cute mare showed her butt.
“Liking it, Dashie?” Pinkie asked with a dreamy look, gently passing her hoof on the curve of her beak.
“Yes, so much.” Pinkie’s hooves were moving through the plumage on her chest, spreading their warmth into Dash’s very heart. Pinkie moved her lips to Rainbow’s neck, dwelling on the thin line between white and blue feathers. A small chuckle escaped Dash’s mouth when Pinkie’s warm breath started tickling.
Her paws moved on Pinkie’s back, pulling her close. Her claws were still unsheathed, and so, the pony-turned-griffon tried to be as delicate as possible, only brushing Pinkie’s soft and warm figure with her palms. Pinkie noticed her care, but Rainbow’s claws were still grazing her skin a little. She laughed it off, thinking it was the thought that counts. Beautiful moments shouldn’t be ruined by ouchies.
Pinkie pulled herself further up, pinned her hooves on the cloud, and pushed her lips against Dash’s beak, sharing the sweet taste of her mouth again.
“This time you had the spell cast on you, I suppose.” Dash said, passing her claws on Pinkie’s bouncy mane.
“Yup.” she gave a quick, small kiss to Dash’s beak. “It’s the first thing I asked Twilight. I can’t bother you every time to save me, right?”
“It’s not a bother…” Dash purred, grabbing Pinkie’s perfect orbs of buttocks and rolling her to her back. Her tongue landed on Pinkie’s neck, drawing a long, almost comically long moan from her pink friend. Her instincts said to at least kiss her juicy pink skin, but her beak felt a little too hard, resorting to the long, lashing appendage that was enthusiastic of exploring Pinkie Pie. Pleasure galloped through her skin at the feeling of Rainbow’s touch, there under the shadow of her completely hardened wings.
The griffon tongue flew over Pinkie’s chest, indulging on every spot where the pink mare lost control more often, moaning with her usual sweet smile and grasping at the cloud like sheets. She lashed at Pinkie’s belly, which twitched up and down, beating a rhythm out of her giggles and moans until Rainbow felt around her griffon neck the hold of two powerful and chubby forelegs.
“Go down there, Dashie…” Pinkie purred, and the warmth of her glazing sex made its entrance, spreading it to Dash’s cheeks. Her moist, warm lower lips winked at her, inviting her tongue to dart on its glistening surface. It lashed against her for the first time. Pinkie giggled. Dash lapped up and down slowly, caressing her tongue with both Pinkie’s lips and her pink taint, warming Pinkie’s sensitive spot with her hot breath.
The pink pony found this kind of teasing incredibly exciting.
Dash accelerated her pace, sending sprays of female juices rolling down her tongue and glazing her beak. Pinkie’s hips were bucking back and forth in Dash’s face, filling her nostrils with the musky scent of her cunt. Rainbow’s long tongue slithered inside with ease, its width disappearing slowly inch after slow inch into Pinkie’s hole. Pinkie’s excitement clenched the tip of her tongue, and it felt awkward to maneuver, but Dash kept pushing forward, wiggling and rolling inside her friend’s innermost spot, tasting her very essence.
Pinkie was losing control, yanking forward her griffon friend’d face deeper in her pube, Dash’s smooth pecker rubbing against her clitoris while her warm, her long tongue thrashing around and inside her. For every inch she popped out of her moaning, pleasure-addled friend, she inserted three more, sliding back and forth and drawing more of Pinkie’s sweet tangy juice. Dash’s nethers felt warmer, too, assaulted by the primordial need of attentions. Sexy attentions.
Dash’s motions inside Pinkie turned into a whirlwind of flesh and lust wriggling inside her belly. The beautiful sensation growing in her stomach was turning into a moist inferno erupting in her nethers.
Her moaning formed a rhythm with Rainbow’s screeching noise muffled by Pinkie’s crotch. Her wings were beating faster and faster, their many shades sparkling of sweat in the Sun. Pinkie Pie was asking for more in the unintelligible language of lust, tearing out pieces of cloud with her hooves, when finally a massive gush of female cum soared from her nethers, landing in powerful, warm shot on Rainbow’s beak and mouth.
Pinkie’s vision went white as the fire finally gave its final roar in her loins, sending her body to a full shudder. She went over the edge with a howl that flew to the stars and moon above (Passing the Sun and going even further than that.) while her hindlegs went limp, deflating like a pair of chubby balloons at Rainbow’s feathery head sides. The scream of her delight gathered an even bigger crowd than before, the excitement and fear of being discovered sharpening the pleasure of the act to a new edge.
Rainbow drank it like precious ambrosia, unsheathing her tongue out of Pinkie Pie with a wet slurp and smothering her clitoris with it, adding one final pile of maddening pleasure to the pink pony’s mind. A few sharp licks and Pinkie Pie laying like goo on the humor encrusted cloud, and the deed was done.
“That was…That was…” Pinkie wheezed, still under the effects of the glorious afterglow. “Scrumpadoochous!”
Dash struck her forehead with a paw, but still determined to not let Pinkie weirdness ruin the hotness of the moment. Pinkie’s taste still lingered in her mouth, so she wiped the last juices out of her beak with a long swish of her tongue. She then sat next to her satisfied friend, wearing a smarmy grin.
“I guess, my dear griffon Dashie—”
“You know, referring to me just for my species is kinda…speci…ist?”
Pinkie giggled. “Just joking, Dashie. I know that under those feathers there is the snuggly core of a pegasus. But you know what?” Pinkie stood on all fours thanks of a helping hand of her friend. “This is kind of unfair!”
“Unfair? I feel like my tongue has just dragged two miles of carpet, and you’re the one that feels ripped off?!”
“No, not in that way. I mean that you’ve just enjoyed me! That griffon body of yours would like some, right?” Pinkie turned and shot a look of pure sexyness over her shoulders, wagging that perfectly round pink butt in front of her.
“What do you have in mind, then?” Rainbow purred in her friend’s ear, her paws grasping at the soft glory of Pinkie’s buttocks without realizing it. Her digits were quickly filled by that smooth, pink, warm flesh, and Rainbow was glad of that increased tactility. Sometimes hooves felt so hard at touch.
“Uuummm… I don’t know…” Rainbow’s finger slipped down, among the juice stained part of Pinkie’s nethers, gliding over her winking snatch. It sank in her pink depths and Pinkie squealed of glee.
“Ohhh… Now, I know what we can do…” Rainbow twisted and turned her finger inside Pinkie, drawing a wet slurping noise and a dreamy laughter. “Would you like to try it?” Pinkie held up one of her forelegs and slowly icked her hoof, circling it with her tongue like a lollipop.
Rainbow stopped her fingering and popped her claw out of her friend, savouring one last drop of Pinkie’s fluid on it. She turned her back and offered her wide rump to her friend, who was already stroking her hooves together in anticipation.
“Now, bend over…” Pinkie purred while straddling Rainbow's sides and stroking her hooves against the most sacred of her holes.
Ooouch… I’m not doing that on purpose, you know?
Strong muscles rippled below the skin of her forepaws, trembling for the wait. Pinkie Pie pushed the tip of her hoof against the surprisingly hard muscles. She stuck out her tongue and kept thrusting, hoping to lubricate the blue mass of muscles that was Rainbow’s crotch.
Glimmer of pleasure reared their heads, but sadly stayed in the background. Pinkie even landed a few licks on Rainbow’s crotch to ease her entrance. How the hay did Gilda do this so often?
Rainbow even wiggled her crotch against her friend’s hoof to make lever, creating sweet attrition on her nethers. The pink snatch started to falter, and a squelching noise was heard when Pinkie finally managed to pry her open and squeeze inside. The sheer heat of Dash’s genitals were coated in the liquids of her arousal. Her clitoris stood up and felt the fresh breeze of the wind, only to be assaulted by a curious pink pony that smothered it with her tongue, swishing on it like a crazed mare with too much sakiva.
Fuckfuckuck… So close…
Pinkie Pie worked one hoof below to caress her Dashie’s party button, as the other hoof tried to breach into her lover’s folds. Her wrist trembled, and a generous amount of cum showered it, Rainbow’s lower lips finally giving in, and the frog of Pinkie’s hoof sinking inside her with a sharp thrust forward. Rainbow’s claws sunk into the cloud and she felt something like a train ramming in her posterior. She let out a screech, and tears riled her cheeks as that delightful stretching sensation spread further in her.
Soon, she found herself begging to be filled, uncaring of pain. It was such a good pain after all! The first and maybe only time of her griffon form. Taking it like a champ, whining and screaming for more as she felt Pinkie's skillful foreleg twisting and turning inside. It was almost like taking a real stallionhood inside. Warm, throbbing and harder than a rock. A stallionhood whose size wouldn't have never got past pony Rainbow small snatch. Fortunately, Griffon Rainbow had the bulk to buck it up and taking it and for that she felt amazing and special.
Pinkie Pie gained her momentum and jammed her hoof in and out, fighting against the exceptionally strong muscles of her friend. Her other forelegs tried to regain some balance by laying on her friend’s back as she was pumping her foreleg inside and out, her hoof showered by warm gushes of female orgasm, coating her right to the elbow. At each thrust, Rainbow’s fold clenched further, this stubborn refusal of the act making contrast with Rainbow’s maddening screams of pleasure.
More and more, Rainbow felt utterly filled, her vaginal muscles beating a rhythm around her friend’s chubby wrist, turning the entire act into a challenge against her new body. Her tail went swishing madly, blocked under Pinkie’s weight, her feathers drenched in sweat and shared body heat. From the tip of her paws to her beak she felt completely and utterly fucked, finally able to feel the orgasm coming each time Rainbow’s inner pink flesh was stroked.
“P-Pinkie Pie…I’m so close…Aaaahhh!” Rainbow rolled her eyes behind to Pinkie’s face, contorted in a grimace of maddening pleasure, her other hoof shoved between her hind legs for enjoying herself just as Rainbow was. The fire grew in her belly, maddening pleasure enveloping her whole body, strong muscles tensing like iron and the bulge, the adorable bulge in her stomach, twitching like crazy.
Her claws ripped the cloud to shreds when a scream that no creature in Equestria could possibly make tore the skies apart. The fire in her nether turned into a blazing inferno, and something white exploded behind her eyes when the absolute power of the orgasmic release quaked her very soul. Her griffon tang exploded from her nethers, landing in huge spurts over her friend, each gush sending a jolt of electrical ecstasy to her spine. Rainbow’s vaginal muscles clenched tighter around her friend’s foreleg.
Stronger, stronger and stronger until…
“Youch!!!” Rainbow heard a small crack, buried deep inside her.
***
“Excuse me, Ma’am. There is a package for Miss Pinkie Pie.” The mailpony said with a smile and offering a bouquet of flowers to Mrs. Cake on Sugarcube’s corner doorstep.
“Of course. I’m calling her. Pinkie!”
“I’m coming!” Pinkie Pie run down the stairs, or at least tried to, since it would’ve been much easier doing it without a cast around her foreleg. The mailpony gave the bouquet to Pinkie and handed her a document to sign, holding a pen with her mouth.
“Let me guess…” Mrs. Cake giggled. “Another from your special friend?”
“Let me see…” Pinkie Pie glanced at the card coming with it, which read ‘Oh my gosh please forgive me ♥♥♥’. Pinkie Pie giggled. “Yup, that’s the one.”
“You need any help, dear? Is your wrist still hurting?”
“Don’t worry, Mrs. Cake. Nurse Redheart told it’s just slightly strained. Next week I’m removing the cast.”
“I guess you are not going to tell me how you got it that way?”
“You guessed right! How did you do that?” Pinkie gave a goofy smile, and Mrs. Cake didn’t insist further. Pinkie Pie returned to her room to hear a light tapping on the window, still holding the bouquet with a free foreleg.
The pink pony opened the window to find a certain blue pegasus with an apologetic look in her pretty violet eyes. “Did you get the flowers…?” Rainbow gave a goofy grin.
“Yup, they are so cute. Just like you! But don’t you think it’s enough, Dashie?” Pinkie looked at her left to see an enormous pile of bouquets resting near her bed. While she enjoyed the scent, it started to get a little strong for her taste. Not to mention the bugs th.
“Well, I’m…I’m sorry for your foreleg, Pinks. I’m sorry that I hurt you, and I think it’s the least I could do for it. I didn’t want to hurt you.” Rainbow hung her head over her chest and frowned.
“Oh, Dashie… Nopony could have expected your cooch was that strong. “ Rainbow blushed at the mention. It was still weird having somepony else call names her girl parts. “I’m not angry with you.”
“Well, thank you, then. For everything. For being a cool friend and one hell of a rut.” Rainbow snickered, her cheeks still having some red dwelling on it. Pinkie joined in the laughter and leaned outside the window to give her a small kiss on the forehead.
“But there is a question we need to ask!”
“We?”
“What do you want to try next…?” Pinkie grinned. Rainbow’s heart was beating faster against her ribs. Pinkie’s sultry smile was soon matched by her friend.
“Well, I was quite surprised by the griffon, but having so many races to choice? It’s really difficult.”
“Perhaps I know someone willing to give us a… hand.”
Author's Note
Every race featured in the show is fair game, fellow readers! Send in your vote and tell what you'd like to see! The race that gets the most votes will be featured in the next chapter.
