Daring Do and the Pyramid of Testacles

Daring Do came to, with light quickly fading; she sat upright, groaning as she felt the pain of sleeping on a set of stairs make itself known, and feeling the crusty fluids of her recent adventures crack on her coat.

"Mmm?" Prismatic Sprint asked sleepily, waking up but not doing much else, content to stay curled up next to Daring's hip.

"Wake up, Prismatic," Daring said quietly. "We're running out of light, we should go before we're stuck here in the dark."

Prismatic stirred reluctantly, stretching. "I wouldn't mind that, as long as it was with you."

Daring looked down at Prismatic, and pecked her on the forehead with a quick kiss before clambering to her hooves. "Oh, Prismatic. But if we stayed here, how would I see your wonderful face when I wake up?"

"A point," Prismatic said, getting up, with Daring's help. "I didn't check, is the way out unlocked?"

Daring shook her head. "It was still sealed, I think. The way out has to be in here, somewhere." She squinted and grunted in frustration. "I can't see a thing! The brazier's down to embers!"

"There's an oil lamp somewhere around here," Prismatic recalled. "I saw it just before..."

Prismatic's shadow moved past the embers briefly, and she cursed as there was an impact of fetlock on gilded steel, the rattle of ornate goblets.

"It's a goddamn coffee table," Prismatic reported. "Stupid piece of..." there was a click of hoof on stone and a shout of alarm as Prismatic stumbled away from the table, and tripped into something loud and metal, the clatter of falling metal shells hitting the ground like a cascade.

Daring couldn't help but giggle. "Are you okay, Sprint?"

"Fine!" Prismatic got up with a rattle of metal. "I'm... fine. Just... here it is. An oil lamp."

Prismatic stumbled out of the metal, and staggered back towards where she thought Daring was. Daring stretched out a wing and caught her before she stumbled right past her, and pulled her into her chest, an impromptu hug that they indulged for a moment.

"Right, so how do we light it?" Prismatic asked.

"That's, uh," Daring hummed. "I suppose we try and use what's left of the torch...?"

The two moved over to the torch, where it sat in the brazier, and working together, touched the weakly burning torch to the lamp's end, to no effect.

"Does it even have any oil in it?" Daring asked.

"Uh, let me check," Prismatic asked, grabbing the lid of the lamp and pulling.

There was a flash of energy, and billowing indigo smoke issued forth from the disturbed lid in a torrent, filling the air. The two mares stumbled away in surprise, dropping the torch to land on the ground where the sudden impact was enough to snuff it out.

And yet, they were not left in darkness, as the smoke glowed with an inner, magenta light, filling the chamber with a weak light that they could see each other by. And a light that certainly enabled them to see the equine forward torso that formed in the smoke, forehooves crossed as the mare looked up at the ceiling, nose in the air, square-cut bangs immaculate.

"Behold, Evening Glitter of the Lamp," the mare declared loudly, not even bothering to look around or open her eyes. "Et cetera, et cetera, let's get this over and done with, Testacles. Make with the wish and the price."

She waited for a moment, and then opened one brilliant, solid sphere of light for an eye, looking around. She realized that the room was pitch dark, underground, and that the only other living beings there were two mares, staring at her.

"Oh," Glitter said. "I see Testacles is not here."

"Testacles hasn't been here for hundreds of years," Daring said slowly. "He's long since dead."

"For the love of – " Glitter seemed upset, floaing around in frustrated circles. "That son of a bitch died on me and didn't tell anypony about me, did he?"

"Who are you?" Prismatic mane asked.

Glitter cleared her throat. "I am the one and only, Evening Glitter, genie of the lamp, granter of wishes, maker of kings."

"You grant wishes?" Daring asked.

"I certainly do," Glitter said.

"Oh, good," Prismatic said. "Hey, we want to get out of this tomb alive. Can we wish for that?"

"Tomb?" Glitter began to glow brighter still, increasing her luminescence so the entire room was visible, even if it was purple. "Ah, this place. Okay, good news, bad news."

"What's the good news?" Prismatic asked.

"You can wish to escape," Glitter said.

"And what's the bad?"

"I can't just teleport you straight out," Glitter explained. "That was a prior wish made by Tesacles, that not even I could get someone straight in or out. I can show you the way, but the rest of it is up to you."

"Good enough," Daring said. "That's what we wish for."

"Whoa, whoa," Evening Glitter said, holding two hooves out. "So eager. There's a price for this wish. There always is."

"And that is?" Prismatic asked.

"One must climax inside of another so as to impregnate someone," Evening said bluntly. "Or at least, an effort must be made."

"What sort of price is that?!" Daring blurted out.

"I don't make the rules," Evening said. "When this lamp was forged, that was the rule set. Why do you think Testacles slept around so much?" Evening Glitter shrugged. "I mean, sure, eventually he was doing it for the hell of it, but those first few years... he had a real shopping list of wishes, and the wits to line up enough women to get them all fulfilled."

"How in the wide world of Equestria are we supposed to pay that price?" Prismatic asked, outraged. "In case you hadn't noticed, neither of us are stallions."

Evening blinked. "I suppose that is true. However, there is a solution – but the deal has to be made first. Can't tell you what it is until then. Technically I'm not supposed to mention it."

Daring looked at Prismatic, and after a moment's hesitation, the two nodded.

"We agree to this obscene price," Daring said. "Our wish is that you get us out of the temple, alive."

"Then the contract is made," Glitter said, holding her hooves in the air, causing them to glow brightly. "You will now fulfil the terms of payment."

The two mares began to glow as they were lifted into the air by magic, legs flailing helplessly as they rotated backwards, spread-eagled, facing the genie. Daring tried to relax, letting her neck hang loose as she waited for whatever it was that the genie was doing to happen. And all of a sudden, there was a warm sensation in her crotch, and she groaned involuntarily as a wave of pleasure rushed over her, distracting her violently from any coherent thought, aside from the fact that given Prismatic was crying out in much the same way, whatever was happening to them was mutual.

Eventually, the sensation faded, and Daring realized she was now back on the ground, flat on her back, a weight on her belly, something lying long and flat. She craned her head up to see the genie inspecting her, just in time to see the genie poke the long object lying on her stomach. With a yelp of surprise, she felt the touch, and the object twitched, falling to the side off her belly and hanging semi-flaccid from her crotch and over her hip.

She had a penis. A quick feel revealed balls to match, but any fears that the change was complete were allayed when she still felt her vagina below the balls.

"I couldn't tell who was going to be top or bottom," Glitter confessed. "So I just gave both of you the same package. Hope you don't mind."

Prismatic cried out as she sat upright and discovered her own package, gasping as she touched it experimentally and found it to be fully sensitive.

"Professor, are you okay?" she gasped.

"I'm fine," Daring reported, getting up awkwardly; the sensation of having something dangling between her legs was a new one, and not one she honestly thought she would have had to feel.

"I remind you that only one of you has to come inside," Glitter said, reclining in mid air, held upright by the stalk of smoke still coming from the lamp on the ground.

The two mares fell silent and coughed as they tried to discuss the issue without words. Unfortunately, their relationship was not quite so advanced yet, and they had to resort to using words. Words that neither of them could apparently muster the courage to say.

"I, um," Daring Do said, rubbing her foreleg with her other foreleg. "Do you... maybe, wanna..."

"Daring," Prismatic said quietly, cutting her off. "I'd be- it'd be my- I- what I mean to say is..." Prismatic looked at Daring, straight in the eyes. "Remember how you said you wanted me to show you more of myself?"

"Yes, Prismatic?"

"Please," Prismatic said. "Come inside me."

"If that's what you want," Daring said.

Daring walked over to Prismatic, and the two looked into each other's eyes for a moment, before tilting their heads and kissing each other, moving to an intimate embrace that quickly saw both of them on the floor.

"I've never done it like this before," Prismatic whispered to Daring as she rolled on top of her, their cocks touching and sliding over one another as Prismatic reflexively tried to grind her marehood against Daring's.

"I can't say I've ever been a hermaphrodite before either," Daring said.

"No, I mean, with a stallion," Prismatic said quietly. "I don't think I ever could. But with you..."

Prismatic trailed off, as she moved down Daring's body, rubbing her face against against Daring's crotch, and taking Daring's cock in her mouth, running her mouth along it like a hot dog. Daring moaned, and gasped as Prismatic placed the rapidly hardening end in her mouth, lapping it enthusiastically. She might never have given a blowjob before, but here, enthusiasm was easily making up for inexperience.

Prismatic bobbed her head up and down on the head as the cock grew, expanding to close to eight inches. Unlike Daring, though, she was unable to go much deeper than an inch or three, gagging slightly every time she tried.

But then, she didn't need to; she stood up, and wrapping the tip of her rainbow tail around the base of Daring's erect penis, pulled it upright and began to impale herself on it, her own cock bobbing up and down excitedly as it grew hard in anticipation; Daring moaned as she suddenly felt the other side of the sexual experience, her moans mingling with Prismatic's until there was a hiss of pain.

Daring looked at her cock – it was about four inches in, and a suspicious amount of fluid was seeping out of Prismatic's vagina. Daring looked at Prismatic, whose face was unmistakably contorted in pain.

"Prismatic, are you okay?" Daring asked. "We can stop, and do this another way, if you w-"

"No," Prismatic said. "Like I said, I've never done it with a stallion."

"I thought you meant-" Daring put the pieces together. "You're a virgin?"

Prismatic nodded. "For you."

"How exciting," Evening Glitter gushed, spoiling the moment. "Virginal blood!"

"You're not helping," Daring hissed at the genie.

"No," Glitter said. "Helping would be this."

Glitter swooped behind Prismatic, and before either of them could do anything, pushed Prismatic's hindquarters down into Daring's crotch, causing the rest of her cock to sudenly vanish to the hilt inside Prismatic, who gasped in pain, surprise and pleasure, lost for breath.

"Oh my stars," she breathed, going wobbly at the knees and falling forward over Daring Do, panting hard as her cock and balls throbbed, pinned between the two. She regained her composure and sat up, adjusting her posture a little as she looked down; there was a visible bulge in her stomach where Daring's cock was pressing against the inside of her, distending Prismatic's otherwise flat belly.

Prismatic stared at it in wonder, lifting herself up slightly and watching the shape recede, and letting herself fall again the bulge returning and slamming back into her insides, unable to go any deeper, Daring's new balls slapping against her ass with the motion. The mare herself was choking on air, unable to express the sensations coming to her with mere words or even noises.

Prismatic began to repeat the process, lifting herself off and dropping back down again, Daring Do feeling her cock grow impossibly hard and seemingly want to get even harder still as she did so. And the sensation when Prismatic stopped doing that and instead started grinding in circes, causing Daring's penis to stir around inside her was... was... Daring went limp as Prismatic continued to work, breathing shallowly as sensation continued to overwhelm her.

Prismatic looked down on Daring, and leant forward, grinding her hips up and down to keep the motion going as she hunched over and kissed Daring on the neck and face, moaning into her ear. So distracted, she didn't see Evening Glitter behind her, eyeing the rising and falling tail in front of her. She didn't hear the hum of magic as Evening Glitter worked her own personal wish, but she certainly felt it when the etheral hooves touched her hips, the legless torso of the genie hovering over her shoulder and speaking into her ear.

"Relax," Evening said, as a number of objects touched Prismatic in sensitive places, and pushed forward; the ethereal tentacles easily slipped into their respective new homes, the tapered point and lubricated length allowing Prismatic's anus no resistance, and causing Daring to gasp as her penis was joined by another length of writhing flesh that twisted around her penis as it thrust in and out of Prism's vagina.

The two tentacles in Prismatic's bottom began to twist and rotate around each other, unduating like a thick, ribbed cord of rope, rubbing themselves about inside her. A fourth tentacle extended from Evening's lower torso, and reached around to her front, the slick appendage wrapping itself around her neglected but still rock hard cock, and stroking vigorously.

Prismatic sat back upright, eyes starting to roll back in her head at the new sensations, and Evening embraced her from behind, the translucent genie nibbling on her neck as she ran ghostly hooves up and down her body.

Daring opened her mouth, just as she felt a number of tentacles press against her own lower holes; each one was thick and round on its own, but combined, they filled her in a way that was simply decadent, as she humped into Prismatic hungrily, the genie's tentacles stoking her flame ever higher.

The trio's breathing became ever quicker, Prismatic finally finding her voice as she bounced up and down, shouting "Yes!" with every descent, feeling tentacles plunder her deeper than any tongue she could have imagined; it wasn't long before the "Yes" became a wordless, grunting sigh of release as she was finally brought over the brink, her own cock jerking and spasming as it sprayed fresh sperm all up Daring Do's body and onto her face and panting mouth; as her vagina clamped down on Daring's member and Evening's tentacle, it was like a signal for them to join her, the genie pushing all her tentacles as deep as they would travel, and Daring shouting in ecstasy as she bucked upwards, her balls shrivelling up in one herculean effort to disgorge all their sperm straight up inside Prismatic, her body holding the pose for almost a minute, twitching, before she finally collapsed back flat onto the ground; she felt the tentacles withdraw from her holes as easily as they'd entered, and the ones inside Prismatic moving as they uncoiled and retreated much the same.

The genie herself was drifting backwards through the air, the tentacles hanging limp from just below the point where her body definitely turned into the column of smoke that held her up, and certainly not holding Prismatic up, who was still stuck in an arched pose, resting on her knees.

Daring reached up and pulled her lover forward to land on her chest with a slightly wet squelch, and embraced her lightly, the two just catching their breaths.

"That was..." Prismatic breathed quietly. "Incredible."

"Not bad for your first time... eh?" Daring panted back, grinning slightly.

The two lay like that for a while, Daring still well inside Prismatic even as her cock went flaccid and began to recede, a weak trickle of cum dribbling out of the vagina now no longer completely filled by cock.

Prismatic eventually pushed herself sideways and rolled over, the cock slipping out of her hole and hanging limply over Daring's thigh, the two just lying next to each other on the floor and starting to catch their breath.

"So, how was it?" Evening Glitter asked, coasting by again, now back to her normal self. "I think that definitely satisfies the conditions of the wish, so I will help you leave this tomb!"

Daring looked at Prismatic, who looked back at her, and the two smiled.

"Give us a minute or two," Daring said quietly.