Elsa took the receipt and the handful of bits off the table. "I'll be right back with your change and your complimentary after-meal mints."

"Thanks a lot, Elsa. You were brilliant," Dr. Whooves said, smiling warmly at Elsa.

They watched Elsa disappear back into the cafe.
A group of people brushed past her, a figure in a straw hat leading them at a full-tilt run.

"All right! Meat!" they heard the straw-hat shout. "Then it's back to the Grand Line! C'mon, guys!"

Colgate quirked her eyebrows upward, giving Dr. Whooves a quizzical look. "What's a Big Line?" she asked.

Dr. Whooves shook her head, blowing a small sigh and briefly shutting her eyes. "Don't ask me. You need a navigator for that."

"So what did Her Royal Highness want, Doctor?" Palmolive asked, tearing her gaze away from Elsa's rumpcheeks.

"Which one, Palmolive? The one that served our meal, or the one in Canterlot?"

"You know full well what I meant, Doctor," Palmolive said.

"Ahhh, so the one that sits the Canterlot throne." Dr. Whooves nodded in an understanding fashion. "Something about a tooth bothering her. I make it a rule not to look a gift princess in the mouth, so I'll leave it to Colgate. She is the dental specialist, after all."

"Even omnipotent, sun-moving gods can get tooth decay," Colgate said. "Leave it to me! I'll have Princess Celestia right as rain in no time."

Palmolive shuddered. "I'm never telling you anything if I get a toothache, Colgate. Your enthusiasm gives me the creeps, for some reason." She picked up one of Elsa's ice cubes from her glass of water and popped it into her mouth, sucking on it.

Colgate smirked, leaning over the table and leering at Palmolive unpleasantly. "You can't hide from me! I swore an oath to cure every Equestrian I can of their dental troubles - or my name isn't Colgate Minuette!"

"Minty fresh," Palmolive said. She covered her mouth, stifling a giggle.

Colgate reddened, frowning at Palmolive, pressing her lips together in an angry line. "Don't call me that!"

Dr. Whooves gave a small shrug. "Well! I never thought you were sensitive about the taste of your-"

"Doctor! Not you, too!" wailed Colgate.

"Colgate, sometimes I think you're entirely too obsessed with people's teeth," Palmolive said. "There's no need for us all to run around, looking like we've got searchlights mounted in our jaws. Sometimes, people have less than perfect teeth, and that's okay."

"More incentive for you to eat less sweets, Palmolive," the Doctor pointed out. She took out a makeup mirror from her pocket, a tube of coral pink lipstick, flipped the mirror open, and began applying a fresh coat to her lips.

Elsa returned with a slightly smaller stack of bits. "Your change," she informed the Doctor.

"Ah, very good. That was quick," the Doctor said, mildly, snapping her mirror shut and replacing it in her pocket, along with the tube of lipstick.

Dr. Whooves began the laborious task of counting the change and replacing it in her purse, which is somewhat more difficult when one is handling coin-based currency, as opposed to a handful of crisp dollar bills.

Palmolive began sucking on another ice cube, the first having melted in her mouth.

Colgate sat back down in her chair and began rummaging through her handbag, checking on her tools of the trade. "I might need the extra large elevator...forceps, check, topical anesthetic, check..."

Palmolive stole a glance at Elsa. "Elsa, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Elsa said, hastily.

"But I just saw you wiggling your hips a little..." Palmolive said, sounding not very convinced.

"Was I?" Elsa said, as nonchalantly as she could manage.

"You were."

"She was," Colgate said, glancing up from her bag briefly.

"She certainly was," Dr. Whooves said, closing her purse and looking up at Elsa in turn.

A bead of sweat rolled down Elsa's forehead. Her face reddened ever so slightly. "...I'm not supposed to tell customers things like this, but..."

"Go on," Dr. Whooves said, placing her hands on the table and steepling the tips of her fingers together.

Elsa shot a nervous glance over the rest of the al-fresco dining venue. "Um...I kinda...have to powder my nose," the Snow Queen said, in a stage whisper.

Colgate and Palmolive exchanged a knowing look.

Dr. Whooves spread her hands wide, giving Elsa a disarmingly pleasant smile.

"Then why didn't you say something earlier? It just so happens that Palmolive knows a thing or two about makeup application. It's only one of her many talents, as a maid-of-all-work."

They all stood up, surrounding Elsa.

"I don't need help!" Elsa said, reddening even more. She shot a nervous glance over Dr. Whooves's shoulder, as if looking for an escape route.

"Nonsense!" Dr. Whooves said, grandly. "We're always happy to help a citizen in need. It's only the least we could do, after enjoying five-star service like yours. Come on, girls, can't you see Elsa's in a hurry?"

She grasped Elsa by her wrist - for one with such feminine, slim arms, the Doctor seemed to have quite a lot of strength - and began propelling Elsa towards the cafe, Colgate and Palmolive trailing after her.

"W-wait! We're supposed to go inside!" Elsa wailed.

"Oh, I hardly think that will be necessary," the Doctor said.

_______

They found themselves in the open-air garden next to the cafe. The greenery was thick and full here, with long grass reaching up to one's ankles, opaque bushes concealing the garden's riches from the prying eyes of passersby. Radishes, lettuce, carrots, and herbs such as sage, thyme, bay leaf, and parsley grew here, for exclusive use by the cafe's cooks.

Dr. Whooves stepped back, and nodded to Palmolive. "Your turn."

Palmolive grinned wickedly. "Let me!" She rounded on Elsa, who stiffened and folded her arms over her huge white breasts, trying and failing to shield them from Palmolive's grabby hands.

But instead of going for Elsa's melons, Palmolive grabbed Elsa's blue ice-skirt and flipped it up, unlimbering the long, thick royal scepter from within. It fell forward impressively, slapping Elsa's thighs with a moist, meaty smack.

Palmolive licked her lips, wrapping her hands around Elsa's shaft, squeezing it, giving it a few experimental pumps.

Elsa squeezed her eyes shut. "This is so embarrassing! I...ah..."

Palmolive placed one hand on Elsa's belly. "Wow, you're almost full. Time to drain this thing!" she announced, rubbing the spot just above Elsa's bladder.

Elsa wailed in dismay, flinging her hands over her face. "Noooooooo! Don't look! Don't....mmmnnnh..."

Her cock gave a twitch in Palmolive's other hand, swelling a little. Palmolive cleverly aimed Elsa's juicy girldick at the roses nearby.

"Yes! That's it! Let it go!" Palmolive said, as a jet of urine burst from Elsa's cocktip, spraying the flowers. "Geez, this thing's like a hose. How long were you holding it in?"

Elsa made no reply. What could be seen of her face behind her hands was almost as red as a beet.

______

When the Snow Queen had fully relieved herself, Palmolive gripped her cock a little harder, dislodging the last few drops. "All better?" she said, grinning up at Elsa.

Elsa opened her eyes, letting her hands fall away from her face, her cheeks still a pink hue. "Y...yes, I feel much better," she muttered, unable to look at Palmolive directly.

"Good." Palmolive knelt down in front of Elsa, clasping Elsa's member in both hands. She lifted Elsa's large, juicy pink glans to her lips, pressing her lips to the slit at the tip and giving it a large, slippery kiss. *smack*

Elsa shivered, letting out a low gasp. "Ah! What...what are you doing now?"

Palmolive, in lieu of a reply, opened her mouth and slid Elsa's cock into her warm, wet mouth, closing her eyes and breathing through her nostrils as the Snow queen's massive member filled her jaws nearly to maximum capacity. She could feel Elsa's shaft starting to fill with blood, stiffening and swelling between her hands, and she began squeezing and pumping it slowly, coaxing Elsa into bringing her scepter all the way up.

Colgate knelt down behind Elsa, cupping the Snow Queen's huge, full ballsack in her hands, giving them a teasing little squeeze between her fingers,forcing a yelp of surprise out of Elsa. "Ooh, these are big. Watch out, Palmolive, you're gonna get another meal free of charge when she lets it go! It's Elsa's Icy Protein Shake!"

"Don't say that!" Elsa whimpered.

Colgate smirked, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, my. Is Queen Elsa ashamed of coming all over a stranger? Inside a stranger, I guess I should say? Does it distress you that you come a lot? Well, we're going to make you let it go....and then some!" For emphasis, she gave Elsa's royal jewels another gentle squeeze, milking them.

Elsa arched her back, thrusting her breasts skyward as she let out a low moan, her thighs trembling, her hands clenching into fists. "Ahn! Hya~!"

Colgate felt Elsa's sac give a twitch in her fingers, and she giggled, rolling the orbs together in her fingers. "Seems as if these, too, are full. Be careful, Palmolive - you're about to get it."

Elsa's shaft pulsed in Palmolive's mouth, swelling slightly from root to tip, the thick tube at the underside of her member bulging outward as sperm rocketed up. "Nnnnh...!" The Snow Queen bit her lower lip, thrusting her hips forward, forcing more of her cock into Palmolive's mouth, sliding her throbbing white shaft a little further past Palmolive's soft lips.

Thick white jets of cum exploded into Palmolive's mouth. Palmolive's eyes widened, her throat bobbing as she strove to swallow each creamy burst of cum rushing into her mouth. She gripped the shaft between her hands more firmly, pumping it up and down.

The Doctor, who had been patiently watching these events unfold nearby, stepped forward to join Elsa's side. She placed her hands gently on Elsa's head, turning it towards her. Elsa's face was bathed in beads of sweat, her cheeks flushed red with arousal, her eyes brimming with post-orgasmic tears, her mouth open as she sucked in greedy gulps of fresh air.

Dr. Whooves placed her lips to Elsa's, sucking on Elsa's lower lip gently, then letting it go and breathing on Elsa's lips, her breath warm and sweet, before kissing her again.

Palmolive pulled away from Elsa's jerking, throbbing cock with a gasp, having drunk her fill - for now! She settled back on her heels, continuing to pump and squeeze Elsa's cock as it spewed ropes of hot cum all over her face, breasts, and belly, coating them in a layer of white cream. "Phew...you weren't kidding, Colgate, that was a lot of cum," she panted, as the volleys of cum slowly dwindled, and the Snow Queen's member began to still.

Colgate grinned back at her. "I know these things, Palmolive. Besides, with these size of these, I figured she would really pack a punch!" She hefted Elsa's heavy white balls in her palm, rubbing them gently with her fingertips, before letting go. She bent forward, grasping Elsa's rumpcheeks in her hands, her fingers sinking into Elsa's smooth warm flesh, and she spread them, baring Elsa's chubby white mound, leaning forward and thrusting her tongue out, flicking the tip against the petals of Elsa's sex.

Elsa closed her eyes, letting out a low moan of delight as Dr. Whooves thrust her tongue into Elsa's mouth, slurping at the Snow Queen's own. Her hand found the Doctor's, slipping her fingers within the Doctor's and clasping it gently. her other hand fumbled at the Doctor's skirt, pulling it back, rolling it up and over the Doctor's hips and thighs.

Something very hard, slick, and hot to the touch sprang up between them, slapping Elsa's side. It was the Doctor's she-cock, swollen and excited. The Doctor half-lidded her eyes, sighing in pleasure as Elsa's hand wrapped around her shaft, pumping the hard pink flesh just below her engorged pink glans, squeezing it between her fingers. She moved closer to Elsa as her cock twitched and stiffened, blood suffusing it through those thick cordlike veins running along her shaft, the bell-like pink head thrusting up higher...and higher...until it was trapped firmly between the Doctor's expansive white breasts and Elsa's own, thrusting proudly up before their eyes out of their combined cleavage.

"Look, she wants a kiss, too," the Doctor quipped, smiling at Elsa.

Colgate rolled her tongue around Elsa's petals, blowing on them with her hot, moist breath. Then she stood up, rolling her t-shirt up her belly, letting her engorged she-cock fall forward, arching over her stomach in a perfect arc, her cocktip drooling a thin, clear, faintly minty-smelling fluid. She placed her hands on Elsa's hips, moving forward to bury her bloated glans between Elsa's thighs, the smooth warm head pressing against Elsa's slit. "You're not a stranger to having this used, I hope," the girl whispered into Elsa's ear, before nibbling on her earlobe gently, squeezing it between her lips.

Elsa's eyes snapped open. "W-wait! I....ah!" She felt Colgate's huge, hard cock thrusting into her, stretching her apart roughly, forcing a surprised gasp out of her. Her fat pink nipples twitched and stiffened.

Palmolive began readying herself for Elsa's member at the same time, standing up, spreading her legs and setting her feet well apart to brace herself, and then taking Elsa's still-hard prick in her hands, her fingers coiling around the Queen's thick, rigid member, as she guided it towards her flared, puffy labia, drops of hot juice rolling down her thighs. As Colgate entered Elsa, Palmolive backed down onto Elsa's rod, feeling the Snow Queen's cock press against her petals briefly, then forcing them apart and plunging into her soaking, throbbing walls, stretching them to fit, sliding up and up into her.

Author's Note

I ended up having to split this chapter too, as it was getting omfghuge.

More to come...heh...heh...later.