Futas, Family, and Foursomes

Twilight Sparkle woke up knowing one thing for certain: The out of body experience she was having was better than any high she had ever had from Fluttershy and Pinkie's brownies, and that was saying a lot.

And much, much worse. Oh so much worse.

There was a certain level of hollowness that a unicorn felt if they pushed their mana reserves too far; and sometimes, in those moments of low magical energy, one could enter a different state of consciousness, blending their soul into the magic that flowed through the universe. She thanked Fluttershy, Celestia, and Zecora for helping her find that inner peace from time to time, and the elevated mindset was one that pegasi could feel only through a very precise pulse of magic through their wings. She had felt both experiences at the same time only a few hours ago.

Currently, she felt like a warship cannon had blasted a hole through her soul. And that her soul had gone break dancing for two hours straight. And that her soul had been autoerotically choked, released, and then choked again.

It slightly hurt, and the delirium and fatigue was one nopony other than an alicorn could ever understand.

She was thankful she was on her side as she rested on some bed her eyes didn't feel like telling her about, otherwise her back would have snapped itself in half in protest at the effort. Her spirit wasn't very happy it was still a part of the mortal coil, and the testicles between her legs itched profusely. She couldn't muster up the energy to do anything about it though, and that just made her current hell worse. They burned a bit too.

At least the IV in her hoof made her feel better. That was nice. It was cool and soothing, releasing a flow of squishy peace inside of her body.

"An IV?" Twilight said aloud.

"It should make you feel better," Fluttershy said.

Twilight's eyes shot open at the sound of Fluttershy's voice, thankful for the evening light not wishing to burn out her retinas. "Fluttershy!?"

Fluttershy looked up at Twilight, checking several of the gauges attached to the infusion pump beside Twilight's bed. "Yes?"

"What are you doing here?" Twilight asked, "and how did you find me?"

"Pinkie told me to come help you," Fluttershy said, her eyes glancing at the fluid being pumped into Twilight's body. "It's a very good thing she did, she-"

"And how did she find me?" Twilight yelled. Her vocal chords were raw from the amount of yelling she had done only a few hours before, and they decided to keep Twilight from yelling again by sending her into a coughing fit for air and saliva.

"It wasn't hard," Pinkie said, "I-"

"Where did you come from?" Twilight croaked, grabbing the glass of water beside her bed.

Pinkie blinked. "Umm... from the pillows over there?"

Twilight looked to where Pinkie was pointing, until her brain put the rest of the rooms contents in order. She was in a guest room built into the second floor of the barn, most likely built for moments like this, when Twilight thought about it. Moments the Apple family both equally treasured and drank to forget.

"Oh," she said. "So how did you find me?"

"In a spooge splattered state, of course!" Pinkie chirped. "So it was Rainbow's and Applejack's half-year anniversary, so I was all like, "I know, I'll make them food!" They like food. So I was walking toward the barn to see where they were, and I found you all on the floor all messy. And I was like, "Daaammmn, that's a lot of spooge!" Can you buy spooge now? And a penis? Where do they sell those?"

Twilight's entire body turned cold.

Pinkie Pie had seen her with a penis, and now knew she could create them on demand. Being caught in a foursome didn't register on her radar compared to that.

"You should have left me for dead, Fluttershy!" Twilight cried.

"But that wouldn't be very nice," Fluttershy said.

"There are some fates worse than death, Fluttershy, and Pinkie seeing what we did and knowing what she does now is one of them!"

"I dunno," Pinkie said, stroking her chin. "It was kinda hot! Is... that a bad thing now? But I like penis. Is... liking penis bad now?"

Twilight whimpered. "When it involves mine, yes. Yes it does. It's pretty much the worst possible thing that could happen to me."

"Rarity wouldn't like you taking her catchphrases, Twilight," Pinkie said.

"Please tell me she doesn't know about this," Twilight sniffled, tears bubbling in her eyes. "Please. Some sort of good news."

Fluttershy closed her eyes, a soft smile spreading across her lips. "Of course not," Fluttershy giggled. "I don't think she could handle it."

"I know how she feels," Twilight mumbled. "I know very well."

Pinkie placed a forehoof on Twilight's shoulder, patting it gently. "Cheer up, Twilight, you shouldn't be so sad after what you did. You could be the first pony in history to hornwingfutagasm. And you had sex with Dashie and Jackie. And you can write a letter about it. And you're getting drugs inside of you through a hose. It's a great story!"

Twilight looked down at the gentle stream of fluids being pumped into her forearm. That usually wasn't a good sign of things in life. "What are you two pumping into me?"

"A wonderful mix of potions, nutrients, and vitamins that Zecora told me about," Fluttershy hummed. "She's prepared me for many things. Including curing hangovers and near death magical orgasms."

Twilight sat up, staring at the equipment attached to her body. "Which involves you having a full infusion pump and... dialysis machine!?"

"Mister Honey Badger's kidneys can be mean to him sometimes, so I went and got myself certified to use these." Fluttershy swished her tail contently. "In a few years, I'll be a fully certified veterinarian. I'm so excited!"

Pinkie's ears folded by the sides of her muzzle. "He's mean to me. He's bitten me twice before. I don't like him anymore..."

Fluttershy stroked her wing through Pinkie's mane. "Oh he just gets cranky when his blood sugar is low. Just like Twilight."

"I'm right here in front of you," Twilight hissed between her teeth. "I could really use Big Mac right now for moral support."

"But didn't you already use him, Twilight?" Pinkie said. "He's downstairs all passed out. And it's a good thing Fluttershy brought all of those candles, because it smells really stinky down there, but he still smells nice to me."

Twilight looked blankly at Pinkie Pie, her violet eyes attempting to communicate the hatred she was having for trotting into her current situation.

It was all her fault. The grand master of strategy, outwitted by her future self. And maybe her curiosity and abuse of alicorn level magic. And learning that sex was magical. That too.

"Maybe you should go check up on Rainbow and Applejack, Pinkie," Twilight said quietly. "You must be pent up seeing and smelling what we did."

Her subliminal messaging worked, Pinkie's blue eyes lighting up at the ideas going through her head.

"I like that idea, Twilight!" Pinkie said, bouncing in place. "This is why you are our leader, because you think of the bestest things to do, like stroking myself to-"

"Do you have any morphine or sedatives, Fluttershy?" Twilight said quickly. "I could use both right now."

Fluttershy looked down at the medical bag beside the bed. "I... umm... I didn't think you would need any sedatives."

"Just get some benzodiazepine from Granny Smith," Twilight sighed deeply. "I can compromise. Please, I need it."

"But that is horrible for you!" Fluttershy cried. "And... and drug abuse!"

"Drug abuse isn't cool, Twilight," Pinkie growled. "No! We don't do drugs, Twilight. Bad Twilight. Bad!"

Twilight stared blankly at Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, letting their words hang in the air.

They looked silently at each other, slowly breaking down their own words and hidden drug stashes.

"I'm going to go now," Pinkie whistled as she slowly backed away from the room.

"And I'll go get those pills for you, Twilight," Fluttershy chuckled.

Daylight. Eventually, the sun had to rise over the horizon, and so it did.

To several ponies on the Apple Farm, another day could have passed and they would have not felt bad about sleeping through it.

But Twilight, despite feeling mentally wasted on several drugs she couldn't fully pronounce anymore, demanded a damn meeting. She was good at practicing her future royal duties. Even better for her, she didn't even have to stand up through the meeting. She was going to enjoy laying down on her side and on her comfy bed, not caring if she wasn't as animated as she normally was when she was debating something important. She was simply going to enjoy the drugs in her system.

She was a princess, and just this once, she wanted to abuse her new station in life.

"I would like to start off this meeting by saying how I am so high right now," Twilight giggled. "From the sleep, the drugs, the lack of energy, and the stress. I am very sure I am slightly in a state of psychosis, and I'm enjoying it."

Applejack, Rainbow, Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Big Mac sat unwillingly in the bedroom together. Or semi-willingly, considering Pinkie was at the least curious as to what was going to happen with Twilight partially tripping on Valium.

"Does that mean you'll be nicer to us today?" Rainbow asked, her snout resting ontop of Applejack's rump. "I mean, I didn't plan on drugging you up just to mellow you out, but... I'll take what I can get." She scratched at her throat with a wing, dragging the feathers across her neck. "And will this take long? My throat is kinda sore from yesterday. These cough drops Fluttershy gave me are the only reason I can talk right now."

"It's a good thing I went back home and got you some." Fluttershy smiled peacefully at Rainbow. "I don't want you to not be able to breathe when you fly, and if I can do anything I can to make you feel better, I will."

"Do you have a crush on Rainbow, Fluttershy?" Pinkie said, lifting up her muzzle from her pillow. "Because you really do things for her you don't do for other ponies, and that's saying something."

Applejack protectively wrapped her hoof around Rainbow's neck, stroking through her mane. "Rainbow's my mare."

"Mmm..." Rainbow rumbled, nuzzling gently into the stroking of her mane. "I totally am when you pet me like that."

Fluttershy squeaked, hiding her muzzle behind her wing. "I... well..."

"I'd love to see a live demonstration of aerial kissing," Twilight said, clopping her forehooves together. "Not that I can apply this to my current relationship with Macintosh, but for... because I want to see it. That's reason enough."

"Have ya lost your mind, Twilight?" Macintosh said. "Stealin' drugs from Granny?"

"For all intents and purposes, Maccie, yes." Twilight adjusted herself on her bed, using his forearm as a pillow and his hind leg as a leg rest, considering he took up all of the bed. "You have no idea how much pleasure went through my body yesterday, and I can tell you that the drugs in me only add to that, and they feel fantastic."

She whickered contently, nuzzling her snout into his side. "Oh this will be a great study on prescription drug abuse! And it's all thanks to you, Macintosh."

Rainbow glanced at Applejack. "And us, but hey, I guess when you date an Apple, benzo's and alcohol go hoof-in-hoof, right?"

Applejack punched her hoof into the back of Rainbow's neck, happy at the sudden wheeze of Rainbow choking on her cough drop. "I think ya need to cut back on the drugs 'n sex, Twilight. I mean, ya stole drugs."

"Except for the ones Fluttershy semi-legally gave her!" Pinkie giggled. "We can't forget about those."

"Those... half count," Applejack grumbled. "But ya gotta stop with this penis sexin'. It ain't doin' your body 'n mind any good."

Fluttershy retracted her wing. "But... sex can do wonderful things to a body and mind. Such as-"

"Make me not think about what happened last night," Applejack yelled. Fluttershy cowered underneath the bed at the volume of her voice. "And not think about ya havin' a crush on my filly. Although... if I have to admit it, seeing Twilight high like this reminds me a lot of Brayston a year ago."

"You mean when she made out with that random Stalliongradi dude?" Rainbow giggled. "She put a lot of tongue into that. You'd never think Twilight could kiss like that, so who knows what Fluttershy is like."

Rainbow's wings shot up from behind her back at her words, the blush across her muzzle matching Fluttershy's own as Applejack stared hellfire at her. "I... uhh..."

"Oh oh oh, I know what her kissing is like!" Pinkie bounced excitedly from her pillow fort. "There was this time when we took a really deep hit from her bong, and the next thing I knew was that we were kissing on her carpet. Best bong hit ever."

"I thought y'all were good, wholesome mares," Big Mac said, staring at Applejack. "Now I can see why my violet has become the way she is. Y'all should be ashamed of yourselves."

Applejack returned his stare. "Aww hay no, don't you look at me like that, brother. Just because Dasha is a little pocket rocket-"

"Tehe," Pinkie snorted.

"-doesn't mean that the rest of us are off our rockers. Sure, Pinkie has her fun with ecstasy and LSD from time to time, 'n Fluttershy might grow the best bit of reefer this side of Equestria, 'n Rarity has the best vodka you'll ever taste, but they are good, clean mares who I love 'n care about."

"That don't help your argument at all!" Big Mac shouted.

"But it reminds me of the after party I had when I became an alicorn," Twilight tittered, pressing herself into Big Mac. "I never knew that Celestia had royal guards for private dances."

Big Mac looked down at the faintly stoned expression that was etched across Twilight's muzzle. "Did ya give her somethin' I don't know about besides Granny's sleepin' pills? Now I ain't exactly in the right mind either, but... she's actin' like she had some white lightnin' in her."

"Just the pills and puddy Fluttershy gave her," Pinkie said. "Probably not the best idea to give her after what you all did last night, but when did we ever have good ideas before?"

"Twilight's alicorn after party was a pretty good idea," Rainbow said, wiggling contently into Applejack. "I mean, it's where we realized we had feelings for each other. It just took several guards in a foursome to figure it out."

She blinked rapidly, her eyes looking around the room at her peers. "Like... last night. Are... we going to do that again? Because that kind of rocked. I mean, not now, but, you know, soon?"

Macintosh, like Applejack, was a pony of action. Something had to be done to correct what had happened in the last twelve hours. Clearly, the Elements of Harmony had been compromised, and so it was his duty to help the mare who he loved. More so in her darkest hour. There was only one proper solution to their current problem that didn't involve him taking her to the hospital with her new penis. That was a solution he was sure Equestria really didn't need to know about.

His solution was a solution that was tried and true in the extended Fruit and Vegetable family.

As always, his silent sacrifices for equinity would never go noticed.

"I hope y'all forgive me for what I'm about to do," Big Mac said solemnly. "I promise it's for the best."

"If you pee on Twilight, can you mark her when we are not here?" Rainbow gagged. "The last thing I need to smell is your pee, even if it'll wake her up."

"We ain't some Zebrican village here," Applejack snarled at Rainbow.

"Applejack!" Fluttershy glared at her. "That's an awful thing to say. Now say you are sorry, and-"

Macintosh scooped up Twilight effortlessly, laying his back on the bed as his forehooves reached down between her legs, fondling both of her current sexes. She mewled loudly in bliss at the torrent of stimulation to her sedated body, her tongue hanging out of her muzzle at the sudden fondling of both of her male sheath and outer lips.

"Hah... what... what are you doing?" Twilight slurred, looking up at Macintosh. "Just because I'm high doesn't mean that I don't know what you are doing to me. Not... not that I want you to stop, or anything."

Fluttershy's and Rainbow's wings burst from the sides of their bodies at the sudden free sex show in front of them, watching Twilight's hind legs kick at the sensations going up her spine as she was groped.

"Well that doesn't happen every day," Pinkie said. "At least in front of us." She pouted loudly. "Why can't that happen to me? I wish a nice colt would grope me randomly."

"Because you work in front of foals?" Rainbow said. "I try not to do stupid things in front of kids. Try, that is."

Applejack leaped onto her hooves, galloping over to Macintosh to dig her hooves into his shoulders. "What the buck are ya doin', Mac? Have ya lost your mind? The mare is drugged!"

"I think he's just showing us that groping ponies is something your family is good at," Rainbow said. She slowly licked her lips at the faint cries of pleasure that echoed from Twilight's mouth as her male sheathe and labia were stimulated in unison. "And I'm totally okay with this."

"Knocking her out again," Macintosh grunted, leaning down to lick his tongue down the length of her horn. "The mare needs a few days off of her hooves. Can ya think of another way? As ya said last night, sometimes, ya have to sacrifice yourself."

"Please don't stop," Twilight moaned loudly, her tail smacking onto the bed. "I can't... I can't think, and it's so good. Please, if you stop I... I..."

Macintosh was lying slightly to himself. He was enjoying this more than he thought he would, and so was his sheath at the sight of both her purple penis landing on her stomach and the bits of fluids that were dripping from her opening labia. Maybe it was the way she was quite helpless to the amount of pleasure that was jolting up her already sore body as he fondled her, his tongue dragging across the length of her horn to force her to stay awake and focused. Most likely it was something like that. And maybe it was the cute testicles that laid just above her marehood. It wasn't gay of him to like that or anything.

Applejack bit her bottom lip. "This... this ain't-"

"If you tell him to stop, I will send four thousand pounds of force through a pencil thin beam of magic straight through your prefrontal cortex, Applejack," Twilight neighed. "So nopony is bucking stopping this until I cum."

Applejack galloped backwards into Rainbow at the sound of Twilight's voice ringing in her ears. She fell on top of Rainbow, her hat falling off of her muzzle at the shock wave of sound that didn't exactly make her feel fantastic at trying to protect Twilight.

"Yeah, she must be kinda enjoying it," Rainbow snorted, patting Applejack's stomach.

Applejack hadn't asked for this.

She hadn't asked to be trapped in a bedroom watching her best friend getting fondled by her older brother. She hadn't asked to watch Rainbow and Pinkie Pie enjoying themselves at the free pep show they were given. It was only made worse as Fluttershy's own interest in the events was growing with every passing second.

"Aren't you sore from what you two did last afternoon?" Fluttershy said. She adjusted herself, ever so slowly sliding herself beside Pinkie Pie, attempting to at least show some form of dignity and meekness. And yet, try as she might, her forehooves moved between her inner thighs, pressing gently into the inner folds of her marehood. "Not... ahh.. not that I don't... mind if you two continue, if you don't... please... can you keep on going?"

Macintosh's hoof pressed its hardened tip underneath Twilight's shaft, smearing the growing purple length in a layer of its sticky pre. "She's got a lot of drugs 'n her, and I can't think of anything else I can do other than sex them out of her and we bring her back to normal. Give her a few days."

"But... isn't sex full of lots of chemicals and stuff I can't pronounce?" Rainbow said. "I just-"

Pinkie shoved her hoof inside of Rainbow's muzzle. "Don't ruin this for us, Dashie. It's a free porno. Staring Twilight with a penis. How much better can you get?"

Applejack tried to ignore the concept of watching Macintosh and Twilight - now supporting a throbbing erection above her marehood - being arousing in any way. And yet... she couldn't stop watching. For curiosity sake, of course. She didn't find the growing ebony length of Big Macintosh's penis rubbing between Twilight's back, rump, and thigh to be something enjoyable. That would be silly.

"Sometimes, a stallion has to defend his mare from herself," Big Mac grunted, stroking up and down her inner thighs and labia with his forehooves. "And that... might mean doing things I don't fully want to do."

"Looks like an awful lot of strugglin' ya're doing there, Big Mac," Applejack grumbled. "Real struggle ya got goin'-"

Applejack's body tightened as she felt Rainbow's hoof tip press between her legs and rub at her black netherlips, rapidly circling around the inner folds of her sex. Whatever sarcasm she was about to give was melted by the stimulation to her vagina and the gentle curling of Rainbow's hoof tenderly rubbing at her folds. With one quick motion, she was broken by her mare.

She hated it, and yet loved it at the same time.

"You are so doing me, Big Mac," Twilight panted, her penis dripping thick trickles of pre down its length. Her eyes turned toward the slow kissing session that Rainbow and Applejack seemed to have wandered into as Rainbow fondled Applejack from behind. "I... oh, buck, I think my vision just blurred out for a second. D-d-dopamine flush there."

Macintosh spun Twilight around on his lap, his hoof pressing her drooling member onto her stomach as he looked down at her. "I think you need to stay awake for this one, violet."

"I'm very awake right now," Twilight laughed, her forehooves scratching through his chest fur and the muscles underneath. "Oh... I am very awake, stud."

Macintosh snorted down at her, his nostrils flaring to take in the scent of her combined arousal that permeated the air around them. It only fueled his own resolve to pleasure her, and maybe himself in the process.

Selflessly, of course.

"You'll be even more so after this," he said, his forehooves giving her cutie marks a firm squeeze. "It might hurt a bit, but'll keep ya down for several days."

Twilight blinked. "What are you talking about?" she said. "We've had sex plenty of times before this. Can't you just-"

There were several things that happened to Twilight that made her cry out in ecstasy. His hooves reaching down to rub her clitoris was one of them. He seemed keen on making true on his promise of mentally numbing her, so she might as well enjoy the process. If it meant her own hoof reaching toward her penis to stroke down the flared tip, then it did.

She didn't expect to feel his penis pushing into her tailhole though.

She expected it to hurt more. A lot more. Surprisingly, it didn't.

Maybe it was the fatigue she had. Maybe it was the drugs and magical drain on her body that was sedating her. Maybe it was the pre-cum that caked his penis. Or maybe it was the fact that she had forgotten that equines had soft, squishy anuses. She wasn't exactly at her intellectual best currently.

It didn't matter. With the way his hoof joined her own in stroking up and down the length of her penis as his shaft slid inside of her pucker, all she could think about was the raw amount of pleasure that was going through her body. The heat and width of his flared tip pressing apart her pucker as it slipped inside of her withers was a pleasure she wasn't expecting to be so grand. So... sinful.

It was incredible, and she didn't care that a large, wide, thick shot of her own pre-cum splattered across her nose in a crystal clear line of goo. Her tongue reached out to lick at the strand of nectar that hung over her snout, letting the sweet flavor melt on her tongue.

She opened her eyes again to look up at Macintosh as he slowly pushed himself inside of her, her tongue hanging out of her muzzle drunkenly at the pleasure that went from the tip of her penis all the way down her tailbone and up her spine. He could see she was loving it, for sure, basking in the new sexual experience. It was her, not him, who pressed herself down onto his shaft, burying the length inside of her rump.

He smiled down at her, wincing once at her squeeze of his penis with her muscles. "Somepony is enjoyin' this," he said through a grunt, digging his hooves into her thighs.

"So says the colt leaking inside of me 'selflessly'," Twilight laughed. "You seem to be enjoying this as much as I am."

He grunted again, pressing the base of his penis fully inside of her pucker, biting his bottom lip as her anus squeezed onto him again. "Maybe... maybe not as much as your friends."

She glanced at her four friends that had decided that the sight of her being anally bucked and masturbated was too much for them to contain their own arousal. And perhaps, their secret and newly awoken voyeurism.

Applejack and Rainbow had unsurprisingly turned their make-out session into something more intense, their forehooves stroking up and down their sides as they fondled each other. Rainbow was intent on utterly abusing her extra appendages, her wings going between Applejack's legs to curl its longest nubs inside of her vagina. Whatever morality of common decency Applejack had left was gone at the stimulation to her folds, a sharp gasp of pleasure escaping out of her lips at the wing fingering her sex.

What Twilight had not expected was for Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie to be pleasing each other.

Maybe they were in a relationship Twilight did not know about, or most likely they had become caught up in the heat of the moment. All Twilight knew was that the two more 'normal' Elements of Harmony were no longer such.

She couldn't hear what Pinkie was whispering into Fluttershy's ear, but by the cries of delight that echoed from Fluttershy's mouth and the flow of her juices that caked Pinkie's hoof, it was going straight to the lustful side of Fluttershy's brain.

Twilight looked back up at Big Macintosh, huffing as she gently moved his penis in and out of her tight, soft purple tailhole. Her body was hugging onto his shaft on reflex as his hoof continued to stroke her leaking member with her own. It felt so incredible it wasn't just the new feeling of his penis inside of her rump. It was... everything.

She never knew it would be this much fun. She never knew that the concept of watching four of her best friends fondling each other could be so arousing. That being in a room full of ponies having sex would trigger a feral yearning inside of her that her rational mind could not explain. It was illogical for her to get aroused at seeing her closest friends - if not her herd sisters - pleasuring themselves.

Or... was it?

Were ponies not a polygamist culture in the past? Were they not sealing the bonds they had created with each other in their own sexual herd. Shouldn't she, as the lead mare of the Elements, be happy that they were growing closer on a more intimate level?

She was, and it made her sex drive go wild.

She couldn't stop panting. Her saliva was dripping out of her mouth and onto her own neck at the sight and smells of sex around her. She was wide awake, and yet the hollow calls of her former highs only made her current one that much more wonderful.

It was madness. The last day and a half had been madness, and had changed everything.

She watched Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow, and Pinkie try a far more intimate level of friendship than they had ever done before. How couldn't she watch? She usually had an exceptional ability to shunt distractions, but to pull her eyes away from her friends stroking each others bodies? That was asking too much from her. Asking for the impossible. For her to pull her eyes away and not enjoy the sight of her four best friends suckling up the cum that dripped between their thighs, wings, and hooves was a request she could not, and would not, do.

Big Mac's thrusting was picking up speed. The heat between her insides and his penis was a warm fire that burned up her groin with every rub of their bodies coming together. The sticky pre-cum that followed his every thrust added a wet stimulation inside of her withers the likes of which she had never experienced before. And yet, she wanted to feel it again. And again. And again.

Her tailhole squeezed onto his penis on instinct, suckling onto his shaft and rubbing down the veins that pulsated inside of her. Her anus contracted around his length as her own shaft twitched from his caresses, a never ending drool of her own pre dripping down her shaft adding another layer of pleasure that sent dopamine rushing to her brain.

What had once been her four friends being split into two pairs had become a foursome of their hooves rubbing between their legs and their tongues licking up the saliva and juices that they brought up to their muzzles. It didn't matter who licked or rubbed off who. Eventually they were rubbing and tasting each other, Rainbow tonguing Pinkie's folds as she gasped in bliss, her hooves digging into Rainbow's mane in return.

Twilight tried to focus onto something other than the sex that permeated the room. Something to zone her out and keep her stamina going. Surely, she could have thought of some equation to block out the images of Applejack's hoof flickering over Fluttershy's clitoris. Something to push away the whinny of delight that called from Fluttershy's throat as Applejack suckled onto the end of her wings.

No. It only made Twilight's own wings expand from the sides of her body and lay beside her frame as Big Mac thrusted inside of her tailhole, the growing sound of their wet groins slapping in the air filling her ears.

There had to be something Twilight could do. Something. Something...

Big Mac had begun to rapidly stroke down the pre drenched tip of her penis without Twilight's consent, smearing her member with a thick glaze as she stroked herself off well.

She didn't ask for this. She didn't-

She broke.

She cried out in pleasure at the climax that rocked her body, her mouth opening wide as her lungs called out her pleasure to the world. Her penis contracted and pulsed in orgasm, sending her own cum into and onto her face. There was nothing she could do about it. Her body was comatose at the pleasure crippling her as she splattered her muzzle with sperm and her nostrils were forced to smell her own cum. She was forced to feel line after line of her jizzum splash her face and mane.

The vibrations of his thrusting was throwing off the aim of her penis, and yet, she did not care. Was this how Applejack and Rainbow felt yesterday? She wasn't concerned about the jizz that was dripping down her horn, sticking to her bangs, sliding down her ears, and crawling down her cheeks. They didn't seem to care then either, and she could now understand why.

It had to be that primal craving that was thrumming in her heart. That wild scent of sex that went directly into the back of her brain and wouldn't go away. Couldn't go away. It was a part of her now as much as her organs and limbs.

Her orgasm was only made stronger by Macintosh's groaning into his own climax. The amount of squeezing onto the base of his penis was too much for him to handle. The warm, thrumming insides of her rump broke him as much as he broke her. He buried his penis inside of her tailhole as he came. Large, thick, heavy gushes of his cum splattered the insides of her body and sticking to her inner walls.

"Big... Maccie..." It was the most coherent thing Twilight could say as her orgasm and his own left her blank. She felt his cum swell up her rear, oozing out of her body to pool on the base of her tail as his thick jizzum clung inside of her withers. His hooves had squeezed her cutie marks tightly, turning them red as he impaled himself inside of her purple plot.

The hormonal rush of her post-orgasm fatigue began to set in, her head collapsing onto the bed as her lungs attempted to pump as much oxygen as she could into her body. She needed it desperately.

She looked down at herself, her mouth and throat having enough energy to let loose a small chuckle at her own image. Her former self before she moved to Ponyville would have been disgusted at the sight. That more innocent Twilight didn't know what she was missing.

It wasn't just the cum that was dripping down the length of her penis: It was where it had landed on her body. Her once purple fur had become deeply saturated in foal batter, blobs of pearl cream pooling on her neck, chest, and stomach. It was made worse by the large strings that had been shot over her once majestic wings. Her large, almost angelic wings were now lined with wads of sperm that clung to her feathers and dripped down her wing membranes and bones in a bubbling stream of white gloop. She couldn't lift up her wings if she tried. The strain of her orgasm only allowing her to make them faintly twitch, despite the itching they had with all of the warm cum that splattered down them.

As for her muzzle? She could feel her cum collect in her scalp and drip down her once cute bangs, her left eye closed from the amount of sperm that had been shot over it. Her mouth could taste nothing but the magical sperm that had collected on it and stained her tongue white, what advanced magic that was used to create her penis having casted a very real flavor of cum on her lips, the musky flavor a thick base taste on her throat.

And yet, with one wet and messy lick of her saliva and sperm dripping tongue, she knew one thing for certain.

She loved it.