With one glaring exception, there was nothing terribly noteworthy about the corridor. One could find corridors like it in all the best dungeons in the world. It had a bare, sandy floor. Torches lined either wall at intervals, filling the area with dim illumination. Various glyphs and carved figures were visible in the flickering light. A psychologist might comment on how well-endowed many of the etched equines were, but that wasn’t the exception. Not in this dungeon, at least.
No, the exception was the trapdoor in the ceiling, and the shrieking blue form currently falling through it. With a crash, the most awesome pegasus in the world was delivered to the corridor’s floor in pile of legs and wings.
“Owwwwwww,” she groaned.
Above her, the trapdoor closed, the squeak of its rusty hinges sounding like laughter.
She raised her head and squinted at her surroundings. Then, she gasped. Jumping to her hooves, she examined herself with a massive grin.
“Oh my gosh! It worked!” She very nearly giggled out loud, but caught herself. After all, giggling wasn’t very cool. Instead, she removed her baseball cap and swept her hoof through her prismatic mane. Placing the cap back on her head, she said, with utmost seriousness and coolness: “Okay. I gotta find Daring Do. She needs my help!”
She turned her head to the left, then to the right. The torches, burning away like beacons in the subterranean darkness, went on as far as she could see in either direction.
“Okay, think…” She tapped a hoof to her temple. “I’m Rainbow Dash. What would I do?”
She was halfway through reciting Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe when she heard a faint, distant cry off to her left, echoing through the dungeon’s passageways.
“There! I’m coming, Daring Do!” With a glint in her eye, she broke into a gallop down the corridor. Then, she couldn’t help herself: “Heehee! This is so cool!”
“You won’t get away with this, Doctor Caballeron!”
“Really, Miss Do,” the swarthy stallion replied, eyeing the golden pendant he held in his hoof. “That would be a lot more convincing if you weren’t in your current predicament.”
Daring Do had to admit, he had a point. Lying there, restrained on a granite slab with all six of her limbs shackled by iron chains, she didn’t have many options. She strained to move even a single inch, gritting her teeth and sweating into the torch-lit chamber. Caballeron’s three henchponies surrounded her, chuckling darkly at her predicament.
Finally, Daring gave up her struggling, her body going slack as she stared at her former colleague.
“What do you want with the Amulet of Priapus?” she asked. Seeing an opening, she shot him a lopsided smirk. “Did nature give you the… short end of the stick, if you know what I mean?” She indicated his hindquarters with her muzzle and gave him a mock-pitying look.
Caballeron merely frowned. “I’ll have you know, I’m doing just fine in that department, thank you very much.” He took a few steps towards her and held the amulet up for her to see. “As it happens, the warrior mares of Sarmaretia are offering a substantial sum of bits for this little trinket. It seems they get a little lonely on their expeditions, when no stallions are around. Who am I to deny them to pleasures of the flesh?”
“Pleasures of the flesh, huh?” Daring’s smirk deepened. “I bet you and your hoof are well-acquainted with those, amirite?”
“Alright, I’ve had enough of your mouth.”
“Ooh,” Daring said with a wince. “Is that what your marefriend said? Is that why you really want the amulet, so you can—”
“Silence!” Caballeron closed his eyes and took several deep breaths.
Daring’s expression turned serious. “Magical properties or not, that amulet belongs in a museum, Doctor, where it can studied and appreciated.
“And you, Miss Do,” he said, opening his eyes, “belong in a grave.”
With that, he tucked the amulet into his saddlebag. “I’m afraid our time is up. I have an airship to catch.” He turned to his henchponies and gave them a sinister grin. “Finish her.”
“With pleasure, boss,” one of them said as they all turned toward the mare’s prone form.
Daring’s eyes widened, and she renewed her struggle against the restraints, thrashing and trembling as their murderous forms drew nearer. As their shadows fell over her, they raised their weapons into the air and…
“Hey, lame-os!” called a cracking voice through the stale air.
As one, the henchponies whipped their heads toward the sound. There, in the far doorway, stood Rainbow Dash, breathing heavily and smiling cockily.
“Rainbow Dash!” Daring cried, relief flooding her features.
Caballeron’s eye twitched. “You! How did you escape the crocodiles?!”
Rainbow’s face blanked as she thought back a bit. Then, she shrugged and smiled. “That’s easy. I’m Rainbow Dash!” she explained with what might have been a squee. “I’m awesome!”
“… I fail to see how that’s relevant to—”
“I’ll get to you in a minute, Doctor Caba-moron!” Rainbow mentally patted herself on the back for that one. Turning to the henchponies, she said, “As for you doofuses: Try picking on someone your own size!”
One of the thugs eyed her from head to hoof. “But you’re, like, half our size.”
“And you’re no bigger than she is,” another added, pointed to Daring, who was watching the exchange with a flat expression.
“Shut up! You know what I mean.” Rainbow pawed at the floor with a hoof and gave her tail a threatening flick. “Now, get ready for a flank-whooping!”
With a grin, Rainbow reared up, kicked her forelegs, and charged towards the villains. The grin vanished, however, when they called her bluff and began a charge of their own.
Oh well, it’s not like they can hurt me, she thought as she put on more speed. Right?
Her train of thought instantly derailed when one of them threw a knife at her. She dove out of the projectile’s path with a girlish shriek and inadvertently rolled in front of one of her attackers, tripping him. The stallion tumbled across the floor before coming to a rest, his eyes spinning in their sockets.
Rainbow came to a stop on her back, then gasped as one of the other stallions loomed over her, wielding a bludgeon in his mouth. More on reflex than anything, she kicked out with her hind legs, her right hoof connecting with the stallion’s chin and causing his head to whip back. He fell to the floor in an unconscious heap.
Rainbow got to her hooves and took stock of her surroundings. To her right, the stallion she had tripped before was standing again, glaring at her. To her left, the third stallion waited, clearly more patient than his friends. Rainbow’s eyes cut back and forth between them, her pupils like pinpricks.
Beside a wide-eyed Daring Do, Caballeron watched the stand-off. “What are you waiting for, you idiots?! Get her!”
The two henchponies’ eyes met across Rainbow’s quivering form. With a mutual nod, they began to charge.
“Ohcrudohcrudohcrudohcrud!” Rainbow cried, whirling back and forth.
At the last second, her wings gave an instinctual flap, launching her into the air. The stallions, noticing the now mare-less space between them a moment too late, crashed into each other and collapsed in a groaning tangle.
Even through the ruckus, the sound of Caballeron facehoofing was audible. Seeing all three of his henchponies thwarted, he turned his gaze to the exit and began to run in that direction.
“Hah!” Rainbow gloated in mid-air. “That’ll teach you to…” She stopped suddenly, looking down at the chamber floor some twenty feet below her. With a dawning smile, she turned her head and looked at her wings. “Hey, I’m— Whoa!” She keeled to one side, overcompensated, and began to spin toward the ground. “Oooooooooh crap!”
She fell…
… directly onto Caballeron’s fleeing figure, her careening weight knocking him violently to the stone floor.
Daring gasped from where she had watched the whole ordeal. “Rainbow! Are you okay?!”
“Y-yeah…” Rainbow replied as she stood and gave her head a shake.
“Good,” Daring breathed. She watched as Rainbow bent over to retrieve her cap from where it can fallen on Caballeron’s bottom. Her eyes lingered, and she blushed. “Very good.”
She snapped out of it and said with some urgency: “Hey, come get me out of these chains.”
“Sure thing!” Rainbow set the cap on her head and went to Daring’s aid. It took some fumbling, as well as some guidance from Daring, but soon enough the adventurer was free of her bonds. Rainbow instantly found herself on the receiving end of a hug.
“Thank you, Rainbow,” Daring said quietly. “You saved me.”
“Heheh.” Rainbow awkwardly patted the mare’s back. “It was nothing.”
Daring pulled back, but kept her hooves on Rainbow’s shoulders. She looked Rainbow in the eyes and said, “No. It was something, alright.”
Daring’s eyes fluttered closed, and everything went into slow motion. Rainbow watched as the other mare began to lean in, the distance between their faces closing inch by unreal inch. Her eyes drifted down to Daring’s puckering lips, and her heart began to thunder in her chest as realization dawned. She blushed, sitting there paralyzed, as their lips drew nearer and nearer. There was only a whisper’s distance between them, and then…
It was only thanks to her widened eyes that Rainbow caught movement in her periphery. Tearing her gaze from the mesmerizing sight of Daring’s still-approaching lips, Rainbow spotted a figure limping its way toward the exit.
Rainbow gasped, and time resumed its normal flow.
“Daring, he’s getting away!”
Daring’s eyes shot open. They lingered on Rainbow’s face for a moment, eyebrows furrowed in an expression of surprise and confusion, before blushing and pulling away from her traveling companion. She looked, and sure enough Caballeron was hobbling his way to an escape.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Like a tan bullet, Daring shot through the air and tackled the stallion to the ground. Despite his struggling, Daring managed to pry the saddlebag off his back and toss it to Rainbow Dash. She then carried the stallion, kicking and cussing through the air, to the granite slab, where she shackled his legs in her own former restraints. “Let’s see how you like it, Caba-moron,” she said, glancing in Rainbow’s direction.
Across the dusty air, their eyes met, and Rainbow blushed.
“You won’t get away with this, Daring Do,” Caballeron muttered lamely.
“Really, Doctor,” she replied as she turned away and made for the exit. “That would be a lot more convincing if you weren’t in your current predicament.”
In seconds, both mares were galloping out of the chamber, the Amulet of Priapus rattling around in the saddlebag now draped across Rainbow’s back. Caballeron watched their departure with a scowl, then heard the sound of stirring off to the side. He looked, watching as his henchponies picked themselves up off the floor, groaning and rubbing their heads.
He snorted at them. “You really couldn’t handle one little mare?”
They looked to his restraints and raised their eyebrows.
“Oh, shut up and get me out of these things…”
Being a world-renowned adventurer and tenured professor didn’t come without its perks. For this reason, Daring Do and Rainbow Dash each had a first class cabin on the airship that was slowly but surely taking them home. And such spacious accommodations provided Rainbow with plenty of room to pace back and forth—which was a good thing indeed, as pacing was exactly what she felt like doing at the moment.
“She was gonna kiss me, wasn’t she?” she asked out loud, her blue hooves shuffling across the polished wooden floors. “I didn’t imagine it, did I?”
No, she was sure she hadn’t. Even now, the events in that dungeon were vividly replaying through her memory. And worse, what she had felt in that moment was just as fresh. Was it excitement? Confusion? Fear? All of the above? She couldn’t say she had much experience in the romance department, but she knew enough to know that something had been there.
But all things considered, were those feelings even real?
Until recently, she’d thought Daring Do was a fictional character. Heck, she still was a fictional character, as far as her books went. But where did the fictional Daring end, and the real Daring begin? And for that matter, where was the line that separated the real Rainbow from the fictional one? Rainbow Dash was the basis for a character in the series now, too. And wasn’t she playing that role just by agreeing to this adventure?
So were those feelings hers, or was she being made to feel that way by this place? Would she feel the same way when she got home? Was it even healthy to feel that way towards Daring, all things considered?
Rainbow couldn’t pretend to have the answers to these questions. But, she decided, she had to believe that those feelings were real, and that they were hers.
She had to…
Of course, if the feelings were real, where did that leave her?
She looked up at the ceiling. “What am I even still doing here? We got the amulet thing. Wasn’t that the goal?” She sighed through her nostrils. She looked at her body. “This has been really cool, but I just want to go home…”
The ceiling had no words of comfort for her, but the door chose that moment to respond.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Bah!” Rainbow squawked, leaping to her hooves.
“Rainbow?” said a muffled voice through the door.
Rainbow’s body relaxed. “Daring?”
“Yeah, it’s me…”
“Heh, sorry.” Rainbow flashed the door an embarrassed grin. “Hang on.”
She trotted over, unlocking and opening the cabin door. Outside, in the hallway, stood Daring Do, holding her pith helmet to her chest with one hoof. Her ears were folded back, and her expression seemed almost… Sheepish? Rainbow thought with surprise.
“Mind if we talk?” the adventurer asked quietly.
“Uh, s-sure. Come in…”
Rainbow stood aside, then closed the door once Daring had passed through it. The cabin found itself on the business end of an awkward silence. Rainbow, for lack of a better course of action, made her way to the bed and sat on it, hind legs dangling over the side. She watched as Daring made her way to the porthole window and looked out onto the moon-kissed ocean far below the airship.
“Nice night,” Daring said simply.
“Yeah…”
Daring fidgeted for a moment, then took a deep breath and turned. “Can I have a seat?”
“Oh! Yeah, go ahead.” With a hoof, Rainbow offered the rather plush chair that came with the cabin, only to watch with widening eyes as Daring bypassed the chair entirely and sat on the bed beside her, placing her pith helmet on the bedside table. Rainbow gulped, and gave nervous little kicks of her hind legs. “Soooooo… wh-whatcha wanna talk about?”
Daring chewed on her lip for a moment, and then spoke. “Today, y—… you saved me.” She finally looked Rainbow in the eye. “I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”
“Oh heck, y-you don’t need to…” Rainbow sweated; Rainbow fidgeted. “I mean, you would’ve done the same for me, and all that.”
Does my voice always crack like that?
“Maybe I don’t ‘need’ to. But I want to.”
Rainbow’s breath caught in her throat as she felt Daring’s hoof against her own. She looked down at the overlapping limbs, then slowly raised her gaze to Daring’s face again. Their nearly identical rosy eyes met, and the silence became thunderous.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we left the dungeon,” Daring admitted. “Since we almost…”
Rainbow swallowed thickly, then supplied, “Kissed?”
Daring nodded. “I’ve been asking myself why I did that; why I responded that way. Was it just euphoria that I’d been rescued? Or… was I just swept off my hooves.” Daring licked her lips. “Whatever the case, there’s one thing that’s been on my mind all day.”
“And… wh-what’s that?” Rainbow choked out.
“Finishing what I started.”
Before Rainbow could even process the words, the world around her came to a stop as a foreign pair of lips came in contact with her own. Her eyes stayed wide open as Daring kissed her. She watched as Daring leaned into her, felt as the other mare’s hoof gently began to stroke her wing. Warmth pulsed through Rainbow’s body like a solar flare, a new, forbidden brand of pleasure tingling across every inch of her skin. And then, almost without realizing it, Rainbow’s eyes fluttered closed and she began to return the kiss.
It was awkward going at first. Her experience, even with something as innocent as kissing, was next to zero. But she returned the kiss nonetheless. She raised a hoof and—after a moment’s hesitation—placed in on Daring’s shoulder.
Suddenly, Rainbow felt something wet and spongy brush against her lips and realized, with some startlement, that it was the other mare’s tongue. At a loss, Rainbow did what came naturally: she opened her mouth, allowing the slick muscle to slide past her lips and come in contact with her own.
Strange as the sensation was, Rainbow had to struggle not to melt.
Is this really happening? some deep corner of her mind wondered. Is this supposed to happen? It felt so wrong. So naughty. Like she might get in trouble if anyone else found out. But darned if it didn’t feel good.
Then, those thoughts were blown to smithereens by a new one:
Is… is that Daring’s hoof between my legs?
Never breaking the kiss, she cracked one eye open, peeking down and to the side. Sure enough, there was Daring’s hoof, stroking the inside of her thighs, up and up, before touching…
“Mmmmmfff!” Rainbow hummed, closing her lips around Daring’s tongue as the wandering hoof came in contact with her… ‘special place’. The hoof began to rub at her slit, and Rainbow’s back arched of its own accord, an electric shock passing through her body and soaking down to her bones and causing her eyes to close again in a confused kind of bliss she had never known before.
Daring’s other hoof was suddenly around Rainbow’s shoulders, guiding her onto her back on the mattress. She felt Daring climb on top of her, felt the mare’s tan hind legs straddle her hips. Through it all, they never broke the kiss, and Daring’s hoof never ceased its ministrations.
Some part of Rainbow’s brain was still trying to process everything, but it fumbled for tangible thoughts like a drunken pony through the fog. The pleasure between her legs, the feel of the other mare’s lips against her own, the satisfying weight of Daring’s body on top for her—confronted with such wonderful things, she didn’t even know if she cared at the moment what all of this meant or why it was happening.
Just as suddenly as it appeared, Daring’s hoof vanished from between her legs. Rainbow barely had time to lament this fact before a metallic click sounded in the cabin. Rainbow opened her eyes and finally broke away from Daring’s lips. She looked down, finding a familiar golden amulet clasped around her blue neck. She met Daring’s eyes and raised an eyebrow.
“Why did you put this on me?”
Daring gave a mischievous smile. “I can’t think of a better place to keep it right now.”
“But doesn’t it ‘belong in a museum’, or something?” she asked, making air-quotes with her hooves.
“Yeah, it does. And when we get back home, that’s exactly where it’s going. But for now, we may as well enjoy it, right?”
“Enjoy it?” Rainbow re-examined the amulet. She couldn’t help but admire the gilded likeness of a pony with… five legs? She riddled it for a moment, then gave a mental shrug. “I guess it is pretty and all…”
“Tell me,” Daring said, stroking the trinket with a hoof. “What, exactly, do you know about the Amulet of Priapus?”
Rainbow opened her mouth to respond, but stopped as she felt a tingling sensation in her lower belly. She tried to stay focused. “What d-do you mean?”
“Do you know the legend?”
“Can’t say that I do, heh…” The feeling was definitely getting stronger.
“Well, long ago, there was a king whose name is lost to history,” Daring explained, easily slipping into professor mode, though Rainbow doubted she gave many lectures from atop her students’ bodies. “He was getting on in years, and wasn’t as virile as he used to be. Needless to say, he sometimes had trouble performing in the bedroom with his numerous wives.”
“Well, performing in front of a crowd is kinda stressful,” Rainbow replied absently. Most of her attention was directed to her crotch, which was beginning to twitch and throb.
If Daring noticed, she didn’t show it. “According to the legend, he commanded a powerful unicorn to find a cure to his little problem. And so, the Amulet of Priapus was created. And sure enough, it worked like a charm. With the amulet, the king was able to perform better than he ever had, for hours on end. Supposedly, it even enlarged his member by several inches.”
“Uh-huh.” Rainbow wondered where Daring was going with this, even as she felt a strange… growing sensation between her legs, some mysterious part of her body brushing against Daring’s thigh.
“But the legend doesn’t end there,” Daring continued, leaning forward to whisper into Rainbow’s ear. “After the king passed away, it was discovered that, if worn by a mare, the amulet would have an unforeseen effect.”
“Y-yeah?” Rainbow muttered, suspecting she knew what that ‘effect’ was.
“Oh, yes.” Daring’s breath tickled her ear. “It would allow the mare to experience the… best of both worlds, if you catch my meaning.”
With no further ado, Daring shifted herself to the side, giving Rainbow a full view of her own body. There, before her eyes, pointing directly as the cabin ceiling, was something that Rainbow was reasonably sure wasn’t supposed to be attached to a mare.
“Is that a weeny?” she squeaked.
Daring pressed her lips to Rainbow’s neck and hummed, “Mm-hmm.”
Rainbow gulped. Maybe it was because she had never seen a penis up-close before. Maybe it’s because it was attached to her. But whatever the case, she couldn’t take her eyes off of it.
To be honest, Rainbow had never given much thought to male anatomy before. It always seemed a little… icky to her. But to see it in the flesh, in her flesh, left her positively mesmerized. What struck her the most was its size. She was sure that if she reached out and pulled it toward her, it would easily reach her chest. It was almost intimidating.
She was finally distracted from the sight by another one just as fascinating: that of Daring kissing her way down her chest and belly and eventually settling in between her hind legs. Rainbow’s penis towered above her, but Daring merely licked her lips.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
Daring gave her a grin. “Oh, just having making sure it works.”
She raised her tan hooves and slowly, slowly brought them towards Dash’s member. As soon as the tips of her hooves came in contact with it, the penis gave an instinctual twitch, and Rainbow felt a note of pleasure resonate through her body. She bit her lip, watching as Daring began to massage the new penis, caressing its length tenderly with the soles of her hooves.
Rainbow tried not to moan, but it was futile. Unable to sit up any longer under the rising torrent of pleasure, Rainbow fell onto her back, still watching with lidded eyes as Daring stroked her.
“You like that?” Daring asked.
Rainbow could only nod.
“And how about this?”
Daring leaned forward and nuzzled the tip with her nose. The air from her nostrils wafted against the sensitive head, and Rainbow’s left hind leg gave an involuntary twitch.
Then, Rainbow’s heart nearly stopped as Daring opened her mouth wide and the head of her penis disappeared inside of it. Rainbow’s world became warmth and wetness and lips wrapped around her and the teasing touch of teeth and tongue, tongue, tongue. Rainbow’s eyes closed, and a much louder moan tore from her throat and rang against the cabin walls. She clutched the bed sheets with her hooves and held on for dear life as Daring sucked her member into her mouth inch by inch.
Rainbow was almost frightened by how good it felt. A part of her still felt that this was wrong, that they shouldn’t be doing this. Another part of her was merely confused; when she’d begun this adventure, she’d never imagined that this would be part of the deal. But the last part of her—the loudest part—could only revel in the gloriousness of what was happening to her.
Suddenly, her penis met with resistance, and she realized that she had come to the back of Daring’s mouth. Cracking an eye open, she saw that barely half of the length was inside.
Oh well, no biggie, she thought, fighting to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head as Daring’s tongue wriggled against the underside of her…
Dick, she finished in her mind, blushing a little.
And her friends thought she was so innocent and oblivious.
And then, Daring swallowed. Rainbow gasped, watching another inch disappear past Daring’s lips, and feeling a different inch suddenly constricted by the adventurer’s throat.
Their eyes met, and Daring began to descend, taking inch after inch of Rainbow’s member down her throat. Rainbow watched, hypnotized, until finally Daring’s nose pressed against her belly and the entirety of her dick had vanished into the mare’s mouth, so deep that she could feel Daring’s heart beating near the tip.
Time seemed to stop, and Daring gave a smug, challenging raise of her eyebrow. Then, she began to assault Rainbow’s penis in a barrage of sucking, licking, and swallowing.
The pleasure that had been building over the past minutes reached its mountainous peak. The airship could have burst into flames for all Rainbow knew.
She shrieked, her back arching off the bed as spasms wracked her body. She put her hooves on Daring’s head, keeping her dick buried inside the mare’s throat as she launched spurt after fiery spurt of her cum into Daring’s belly.
Daring, for her part, took it like a pro, squeezing her eyes closed and holding onto Rainbow’s cutie marks as she choked the load down, nary a drop escaping the seal of her lips.
Finally, Rainbow collapsed, legs and wings falling limp against the mattress, still twitching in the shockwaves of her orgasm. Daring, freed of Rainbow’s grip, pulled back and gasped a lungful of air. As the fog began to clear, Rainbow opened her eyes and looked at Daring, both of them panting.
“Sorry for… holding you down… like that. You… alright?”
Daring waved a hoof dismissively. “Nothing… I can’t handle.
Rainbow’s attention drifted to her penis, still saluting the cabin ceiling.
“It’s still hard. But I thought—”
“Another perk of the amulet. It keeps you… heh, perky for as long as you’re wearing it. They say the king died of heart failure.”
Rainbow looked at her penis wearily. “Really?”
Daring chuckled. “Don’t worry. We’d have to go for a long time for that to happen. And he was a lot older than us, too.”
“So…” Rainbow said hopefully. “We can go again?”
Daring smiled. “I’m game if you are. Hang on, let me get this shirt off.” She climbed off the bed and sat on her haunches, fumbling with the buttons of her shirt with her hooves.
In the meantime, Rainbow scrutinized her penis, still mystified by it. Once again, the unrealness of the whole situation impressed itself upon her. She lightly rubbed it with her hoof.
It certainly feels real, she thought with a delighted shudder.
She remembered the feeling of Daring’s mouth; she had never imagined such bliss. Without warning, an idea popped into her fuzzy mind. She once again considered the length of her member, then licked her lips.
This whole thing’s been weird enough, so why not?
“Okay, that’s better,” Daring said, tossing her shirt onto the unused chair before turning around. “Now were were…” She trailed off at the sight before her. Then, she smirked. “Having fun?”
Rainbow looked up a little guiltily. She tried to offer some kind of explanation, but her words came out quite muffled, mostly due to the fact that she had a mouthful of her own dick. Somewhat reluctantly, she began to withdraw.
“No, don’t stop.” Daring placed her hoof on Rainbow’s shoulder. “I like a pony who’s… creative.”
Rainbow blushed, but did as the mare said. Closing her eyes—mostly out of slight embarrassment—Rainbow began to bob her head up and down her own member, sucking lightly and trying to mimic what Daring had done with her tongue. That same electric tingle of pleasure began to course through her body again, now enhanced by the fact that she was giving the pleasure as well as receiving it. She held onto her thighs and bent more deeply, taking another inch into her mouth. The cabin filled with the sound of slurping, punctuated by the occasional gag as she tried to take a little too much. Either because of the angle or for lack of experience, she couldn’t quite take it down her throat the way Daring had.
As she continued blowing herself, she felt Daring’s hooves running across her body—her wings, her belly, her toned thighs. Then, Rainbow was vaguely aware of Daring moving between her blue legs. The adventurer began to nuzzle Rainbow’s balls, and Rainbow hummed in pleasure, the vibrations of her vocal chords only adding to the experience.
Then Rainbow’s eyes flew open as Daring’s tongue swiped across her pussy. Rainbow removed her dick from her mouth to get a better look, peeking around her shaft at the sight of Daring lapping away at her folds. Rainbow’s body thrummed with pleasure.
As she ate Rainbow out, Daring grabbed ahold of her flanks and lifted her lower half off the bed, rolling Rainbow onto her back with her hind legs raised in the air. The forward-bend of her torso brought her penis back to her lips, and Rainbow gladly accepted it back into the blissful embrace of her mouth. She resumed her self-sucking with gusto as Daring drove her tongue deep into Rainbow’s tunnel. Rainbow hooked her arms over her hind legs and pulled them down, bending herself nearly in half until her penis prodded at the entrance to her throat.
It was all too much for Rainbow Dash. For the second time, Rainbow felt a tidal wave of pleasure tower above her, linger, threaten her, and then explode over her like napalm.
Her penis twitched inside her mouth and then erupted, filling her mouth with her own cum. She tried to take it all like Daring had, choking a few mouthfuls down, but it was too much for her. It leaked, spurted, past her lips, spattering on her shaft and running down her cheeks. Her vagina, too, began to gush, but Daring planted her lips around the entrance and drank it all. Rainbow barely noticed the messiness of the whole ordeal. She eyes were scrunched shut as she screamed into the throbbing penis.
Once spent, Rainbow went limp again, and Daring released her grip on her flanks, allowing Rainbow to unfold and lay on the bed. The penis popped from her mouth, wagging back and forth in the air before coming to a stop, still erect.
Rainbow lay there, only partially sure she was still alive. The orgasm was echoing through her body like a crack of thunder in a cave. She felt Daring snuggle up against her side and lick the excess cum off her face. Rainbow could only smile, burying her face in Daring’s shoulder. All the night’s confusion and apprehension had been scorched into nothingness by sheer pleasure.
They kissed, more tenderly than before, and Rainbow was perfectly content with that, relishing the feeling of their tongues dancing. After a delightful moment, they broke the kiss and looked into each other’s eyes.
“I have to admit,” Daring said, flicking the amulet with a hoof, “it’ll be a shame to have this thing gathering dust in a museum.”
“Yeah….”
Daring gave her a hopeful smile. “Mind if I have a turn?”
Her mind was only now becoming lucid enough to understand what Daring was asking, and she felt a small knot of nervousness in her gut. She gave a small nod nonetheless.
Daring reached around her neck and unclasped the amulet. Immediately, Rainbow felt her penis becoming flaccid, shrinking like a deflating balloon, until it vanished altogether with a small flash of light. The sudden emptiness between her legs was almost jarring. Without getting up, Daring placed the amulet around her own neck, and in moments a penis of her own had sprouted between her legs and began to rub against Rainbow as it grew. When it finished, the two of them looked at each other—Daring with a grin, Rainbow with a bitten lip.
“You ready?” Daring asked, raising herself up and moving over Rainbow’s body.
“Yeah, s-sure…”
Daring positioned herself between Rainbow’s legs and sat on her haunches. Without breaking their eye contact, Daring reached down and raised Rainbow’s hind legs in the air, giving one of her hooves a feather-light kiss. She placed Rainbow’s cannons on either side of her head, resting them on her shoulders as she leaned forward and placed her own forehooves by Rainbow’s hips. Then, positioning herself carefully, she brought her new penis forward and prodded at Rainbow’s entrance. Rainbow sucked in a lungful of air, looking between her thighs as Daring’s length slid slowly into her.
“Luna above, you’re tight,” Daring grunted as another inch sank into her.
After everything that had happened tonight, Rainbow was amazed that a new sensation could still take her breath away. But the feeling of being penetrated was…
Unreal, she thought, sobering for a tiny moment as she gazed at the flesh-and-blood fiction before her—inside of her.
Then Rainbow’s mind blanked once again as Daring’s medial ring went in. In mere seconds, she was all the way in. Daring’s hips were pressed against Rainbow’s rump, her penis sunk to the hilt within the mare and the head just grazing her cervix—a virtually perfect fit. Rainbow was dumbfounded by the feeling of fullness, by the twitching of the dick inside of her.
“Ooooooh, this feels amazing!” Daring said through gritted teeth.
Rainbow didn’t even nod, simply basking in the pleasure. Said basking was interrupted when Daring began to withdraw, leaving only the head inside. Rainbow started to whine, but never quite got the chance. In one fell swoop, Daring slammed her entire length back inside Rainbow’s pussy, their bodies giving a fur-muffled smack of flesh. Rainbow gave a cry, which promptly melted into a prolonged moan as Daring began to thrust in earnest, quickly finding a rhythm and hammering in and out of Rainbow’s body. Daring released Rainbow’s right leg, instead hugging the left to her torso with both arms as she continued to thrust.
Rainbow opened her eyes and watched as Daring’s face contorted in concentration and ecstasy. She could feel the penis flaring inside of her and knew, by now, what was about to happen.
Sure enough: “I’m getting close!” Daring growled. “You want me to take it out?”
“No! Just keep going…”
Daring sped her thrusting, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth, flushing and panting and moaning until…
Daring didn’t scream, like Rainbow had. She looked like she was screaming, but there was no noise. Rainbow had less than a second to ponder this before an explosion of warmth flooded her insides. It was enough to send her over the edge yet again, writhing on the bed as she was filled with Daring’s seed.
As the orgasm faded, Rainbow was surprised to find that Daring hadn’t stopped her thrusting. The tan pegasus released Rainbow’s leg and laid herself on top of her, wrapping her hooves around Rainbow’s torso as she continued and resting her head on Rainbow’s chest.
Their eyes met, Daring never breaking her rhythm.
“This feels like a dream,” Rainbow eventually said out loud, her voice wobbling as Daring pounded away at her. “This barely seems real. It can’t be real.”
“Why not?” Daring replied, giving an extra hard thrust as if to prove a point.
“Well…” Rainbow searched for her words—not an easy task, all things considered. “You’re Daring Do! And I’m Rainbow Dash. None of this makes any sense. This place is just…” She trailed off lamely.
Daring seemed to consider this, as if her hips had a mind of their own. Finally, she said, “Tell me. Did you enjoy my stories any less, back when you thought they were all made up?”
Rainbow looked up at her multicolored bangs. “I don’t think so. She… I mean, I liked them just as much.”
“Well, there you have it,” Daring said, her eyes closing. Rainbow could tell she was close again. “Things don’t have to be real to mean something to us, as long as they mean something real. Does this feel real to you?”
“Oh, does it ever,” Rainbow said, feeling herself starting to build.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but that’s good enough for me.”
And apparently it was, as Daring came inside Rainbow again. By now, her movements were lethargic, her limbs trembling with exertion. After another silent scream had wracked her body, Daring collapsed on top of Rainbow.
Rainbow pouted for an instant. She was this close to her own release. Thinking quickly, she rolled Daring onto her back and climbed on top of her, never letting the adventurer’s penis slide from her pussy. Rainbow straddle the mare’s hips and began to pump herself up and down on the mare’s still-magically erect member. Daring, exhausted though she was, smiled and enjoyed the show, watching as Rainbow bounced and squeaked in pleasure.
Finally, Rainbow found her release, cumming for the fourth time that night. She threw her head back and gave one last unrestrained cry to the airship around them. Seeing stars, Rainbow collapsed on top of Daring in one tired and satisfied puddle of mare.
Neither of them knew how long they lay there, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow, their legs and tails intertwined.
Lazily, Daring reached up and removed the Amulet of Priapus, setting it to the side as her penis shrank and vanished.
“That… was awesome,” Rainbow said into Daring’s neck. “I’ll never forget this.”
Daring placed a hoof on Rainbow’s cheek, raising her head so they could look into each other’s eyes. “I hope not.”
With a smile, they leaned in, their lips making the barest of contact—
The cabin was illuminated by a bright flash of light, and Rainbow was lifted, yelping in surprise, off the bed, off Daring’s body, and into a twisting hole in the fabric of reality.
A very similar flash of light brightened a small, nondescript bedroom, and a small body fell to the floor in a heap.
A few feet away, a comic book fluttered to the floor, bearing the image of a famous adventurer and her colorful sidekick. Written across the top in amateurish graphics were the words: Daring Do and the Amulet of Priapus. Tucked in comic’s front cover was a laminated badge reading, “Fourteenth Annual Daring Con, Weekend Pass”.
Scootaloo lay on the floor for a moment, eyes wide as she tried to get her bearings. She ran a no-longer-blue hoof through her no-longer-polychromatic mane, then turned her head to look at the enchanted comic.
“You know…” she said. “I have half a mind to write a strongly worded letter to the author of that fan comic about keeping this kind of thing out of the hooves of foals.” She reached over and picked up the comic, looking at it with a wide grin. “Eh, maybe later. I’ll just hold onto this baby for now. Now that I know what happens, I'll have to give this thing another whirl sometime.”
Suddenly, the comic vanished with a flash of white light.
Scootaloo stared at her empty hoof for some moments.
“Well, fu—”
The End
Author's Note
TFW you aren't even sure whether what you've just written technically qualifies as foalcon. Though, for what it's worth, it's not meant to be foalcon (in any fetishistic sense).
