Chapter 1: The CMCs' Challenge (revised)
Once everypony else in town got their cider, the four farm ponies finished off the remaining half of the last barrel. Then, Apple Bloom went to meet up with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle at their clubhouse.
When she got there, her two friends were already on their way out, to find a restroom with a working toilet. She knew how they felt, with all the cider she drank, her bladder was quite full. Thus, all three of them started down the dirt road towards the schoolhouse, hoping to be able to relieve themselves soon.
Before long, they saw Diamond Tiara, who showed obvious signs that she urgently needed to pee too, waddling and walking with difficulty. The little bully couldn’t believe she had to run across the three idiots at this time. But, seeing that they had the same uneasy expression on their face, she couldn’t stop herself from challenging them. After all, there was no way she could go to the toilets after they used them. "Tch,” she scoffed. “Blank flanks can't control their bladders as well as ponies who have their cutie marks!" She spat when meeting them.
"Is that so?!" shouted Scootaloo, already annoyed by the pink filly’s presence. "Well, I bet we can hold it longer than you!"
"Oh? You think so, you seem so sure of yourself…” answered Diamond Tiara casually.
“Try me,” grumbled Scootaloo.
“If you insist. But just betting would be boring, even more so with losers like you. I say we spice it up; are you with me?”
“What do you have in mind?” Sweetie Belle asked cautiously.
“Let’s say… that whether or not all the toilets get fixed, you’ll have to keep holding it in. If any of you let at least one drop drip out before me, I’ll pee on all three of you,” challenged the little bully.
“Hey! It’s not fair!” intervened Apple Bloom. “What if you are the one who leaks before us?”
“What if I do?” asked Diamond Tiara, almost offended that a farm pony could question her part of the bargain.
“Yeah, it seems fair that you should do something if you’re the one who loses,” pointed Scootaloo.
“Fine,” sighed Diamond Tiara. “What do you want me to do in the improbable case that I lose?”
The three crusaders talked about it together and answered the self-important filly. “Well, if you lose,” began Scootaloo. “We’ll be the ones to pee on you. All three of us.”
“Urgh, fine,” answered Diamond Tiara rolling her eyes. “It’s not like I’m going to lose anyway…” she muttered while resuming her way toward the school.
“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” Scootaloo called out.
“I have to meet Silver Spoon at the schoolhouse.” answered Diamond Tiara, annoyed by the question.
On these words, the four fillies continued their walk down the road, while Diamond kept a close eye on the crusaders’ plots, watching for any sign of wetness that could begin to leak out. Of course, the three fillies paid the same attention to the bully’s behind. With their faces twisted by the pain and unnecessary attention, they finally reached the red building’s courtyard.
Unfortunately for them, there was no sign of Silver Spoon. They were reaching their limits and none of them could walk to the town, so they patiently waited, and twisted with envy, watching to see who would be the first to leak.
As Silver Spoon came out of the building, she found her bestest friend and the three blank flanks nervously dancing on their tightly closed hind legs, biting their lips and tears in their eyes. They looked ridiculous. She could understand the three idiots acting like that, after all, they were always weird. But Diamond Tiara…
When the pink filly saw her, she tried her best to hide her silly face and urge to empty her bladder. They went through their usual“Bump! Bump! Sugar lump, rump!” routine, which happened to be a bad a idea; on the last word, Silver Spoon accidently bumped into Diamond Tiara’s flank too hard. It was too much for the pink bully, and a short streak of pee came out, barely missing her friend’s leg.
The action didn’t go unnoticed to the crusaders who watched them with bored eyes. No sooner had the first drop escaped her loins that Apple Bloom exclaimed, “Hey! I saw that! You just leaked!”
“Argh,” groaned Diamond Tiara. “Couldn’t you be more careful?!” she asked Silver Spoon angrily.
“What? What happened?” the grey filly asked, surprised.
“I just lost the bet!” groaned her friend.
“Yep!” intervened Scootaloo. “And you know what that means,” she said happily.
“What bet? What’s going on?” asked Silver Spoon.
“Oh, don’t you worry, you’ll know what it means since I lost because of you,” Diamond Tiara answered darkly. “So where do you want to do it?” She asked annoyed, at the attention of the three crusaders.
Since Apple Bloom was the first to notice, she was the first to answer. “On your stomach,” she said with a happy smile. She couldn’t wait any longer to begin, the pain was killing her and there wouldn’t be another chance to humiliate the bully this way.
“On your plot,” answered Scootaloo with a smirk.
“In the playground,” Sweetie Belle said innocently, completely oblivious of her misunderstanding.
“Hey, hey, what’s happening?” Silver Spoon asked again while following the four fillies to the playground.
“What’s happening? I’ll tell you what’s happening,” growled her pink, not so friend anymore, earning a side glance from the crusaders. “I bet those losers that I could keep my bladder longer than them…” she began in the hope she wouldn’t have to say more than that. But even if Silver Spoon’s face showed some trace of understanding, it was obvious she needed to explain what was at stake. With a slight blush, part from anger and part of embarrassment, she told the grey filly what was going to happen.
“What?! But you can’t let them do that!” Silver Spoon yelled horrified. “They’re just commoners, that would be… disgusting, even worse, humiliating!”
“Hey now,” intervened Scootaloo. “We had a deal, so here is your choice: Either she lets us relieve ourselves on her pretty rump, or we force her, what would be more degrading?”
The grey filly didn’t answer, and just let her eyes wander nervously on the ground. When they finally arrived at the courtyard, the three crusaders turned back, still waddling with the unbearable urge burning their bellies, ready to burst at any moment.
“So, what will it be?” Scootaloo asked, trying to look calm despite the sweat that covered her pained face. “Will you lie down or do we have to tackle you?”
“Hey! Don’t you speak to her like tha-” began the grey filly.
“That’s okay, Silver Spoon,” said Diamond Tiara cutting off her companion. “Make it quick,” she said turning to the three other fillies. “But on one condition: Silver Spoon is the one that made me drip, so she’ll have to lick it off me afterwards.”
“What?!” said the grey filly, her eyes wide open. “There’s no way I’ll do something this… Urk, no way Diamond, you’re on your own on this one.” she said with disgust.
“I don’t think so,” answered Diamond Tiara. “Because I can guarantee that if you don’t lick me clean of their filth after they’re done, I’ll be the one peeing on you,” she said with hard eyes.
“Okay, okay,” Silver Spoon said, resigned.
“Are you done yet?” insisted Apple Bloom. “I don’t think I’ll be able to hold it any longer.”
“Me too,” suplicated Sweetie Belle.
“Me neither,” completed Scootaloo, feeling a few warm drops beginning to coat her inner leg. Giving her three ‘tormentors’ a hard glance, promise of a future revenge, Diamond laid down on the dirty ground, shielded from sight by the fence. She opened her legs and raised her tail over her crotch, slightly blushing in the embarrassing position. For her part, Silver Spoon just looked away when the crusaders approached her friend.
“Move your tail,” instructed Scootaloo as Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle took their places on each side of Diamond Tiara, promptly turning away and raising their own tails, showing their fillyparts which were already leaking with the golden, gleaming fluid. “How else am I supposed to pee on your rump?”
Gulping loudly at the view the two fillies were offering her, the bully slowly lowered her tail, making it soak in her own drippings before turning her eyes away. She wasn’t sure she wanted to see what was going to come.
But then, nothing came, except the anger she already felt. Seriously, weren’t they on the verge? She thought they were agonizing. Why were they keeping her waiting for so long? Was it some kind of prank?
After what seemed to her like minutes had passed, she turned her head back to the three plots above her with a frown and angrily began to speak her frustration “What’s taking you so lo-”
But before she could finish, three hot golden streams escaped the fillies’ folds, lapping on her body, slowly coating her fur. Apple Bloom’s pee fell directly on her stomach, covering her belly and splashing on her front legs, slowly progressing to her chest. She barely had time to close her mouth after some rogue drops fell in. Her face marked by surprise and disgust went to another expression, which was hard to read.
The experience was… strange. Not so nauseating. As Sweetie Belle who obviously didn’t have the same aiming skills as the farm filly sprayed her chest, and sometimes even her neck or face, she found the warm liquid covering her somewhat appeasing. The sweet scent of apple cider mixed with the body fluid’s strong natural fragrance made her light-headed, it was almost arousing…
But, wait! Her face red in embarrassment by the sudden revelation, Diamond Tiara decided she couldn’t show the fillies what state they were putting her in. Clenching her teeth and frowning, she gave them the most hateful and despicable glance she could offer--not that they could see her, since emptying their bladders kept them occupied.
However, Scootaloo wasn’t blind to the moistening lips between the pink legs, even while concentrating on her task at hoof. Of course that could have been due to the fact she was covering them with her glorious nectar, but that couldn’t explain their puffy texture as well as their occasional winks, or the little bud that timidly appeared at their top from time to time.
Deciding that relieving herself was not enough, the pegasus generously moved her rump, efficiently drenching the pink filly’s crotch, going from one cutie mark to the other with her warm stream, covering her tiny tits and giving most of her attention to her slit; covering it along its fold from top to bottom before passing over her plot hole and finally coating her tail.
Still not empty, Scootaloo did another run, coming from her now wet tail to her crotchtits. Some of it went between Diamond Tiara’s folds, wetting her inner flesh, and when the pegasus felt her last stream coming, she put all her force to forcefully make it come down on Diamond’s love button.
When the crusaders were finally done, they shook their plots to get rid of the last drops sticking to their crotches, then they walked a few steps away, letting the now drenched filly gasp for fresh air, and turned to face her.
Diamond’s ribs raised and lowered with her heavy breathing, her damp pink coat glistening in the sunshine. She was frowning in disgust and anger, but her eyes rolled back in her head while she slightly shivered in bliss. If the last expression was surprising the other four fillies, the hard glance she gave them after recovering kept them from saying a word.
Silver Spoon observed Diamond with uncertainty, not knowing if she would really have to do what was waiting for her, or even if she had to do it now. She just hoped she could get away from the show. Even more since it reminded her of her own urges to relieve her bladder.
“What are you waiting for?” growled Diamond Tiara to her attention. “Quick, lick me clean of their fluids before they infect me with their idiocy!”
The grey filly approached her friend hesitantly going for her head, she smelled the strong odor, and seeing that Diamond was glaring at her, she first gave her a tentative lick on her cheek, then another on her forehead. Facing her upside down, she came down to her muzzle, brushing her fur on each cheek and lapping up every drop of pee.
The apple-ish smell wasn’t so bad after all and she began to understand why the filly under her had this blissful expression painted on her face. Too bad she couldn’t say the same for the taste, but knowing that her tongue was touching every parcel of her bestest friend’s coat was good enough for her to continue.
When their muzzles eventually came in front of each other, Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara exchanged a quick kiss, the pink filly could taste the warm liquid on her friend’s lips before she went back to licking her, slowly moving down along her body.
Silver Spoon began to let her tongue wander on her neck, lapping up every trace of dampness and sucking on her collarbone to collect every drop of pee coating her fillyfriend, only leaving behind slightly moist fur. As she continued her way down Diamond’s body, she began to step over her, her head slowly passing over her belly and approaching her tits.
Soon enough, she reached them and began to suckle her nipples with much more attention than she gave to the rest of Diamond’s body. She could tell it had an effect on the pink filly who began to breathe more quickly and heavily sending her hot breath into Silver Spoon’s own crotch.
Diamond Tiara couldn’t take it any more without returning the favor, grabbing Silver Spoon’s plot with her hooves, she pulled her back to her face and began to massage her little breasts before sucking them as well. Satisfied with her treat, the grey filly then moved to Diamond’s cutie marks, lapping up all the smelly fluid on her inner legs before licking her flanks.
After a few minutes, Silver Spoon had finally cleaned most of Diamond Tiara’s body. The only dampness the pink filly could still feel on her coat was from her grey friend’s saliva or between her legs, where Silver hadn’t done her job yet, and where she suspected the moisture was not only due to the crusaders’ warm treatment anymore.
Thus, moving her hips back and forth, she indicated to the grey filly she could take care of her private area. Silver didn’t need to be told twice, going down a little more her face completely in front Diamond’s puffy treasure, she started to eagerly lick all over her inner legs, her tongue brushing barely outside the pink set of moist lips.
Now completely aroused, Diamond Tiara let her love bud unfold in all it’s glory, showing her partner how much she appreciated the treatment. But feeling it wasn’t enough, she decided to fully return the favor, lapping at Silver Spoon’s folds, even though the other bully wasn’t covered in pee.
Thinking about it reminded her that neither of them had released their bladder yet. And that mere reminder made her let a spurt escape, spraying Silver’s face just over the pink bully’s crotch. Under the effect of Diamond’s treatment, Silver Spoon didn’t find the warm liquid so disgusting anymore. Instead she let go in turn, relieving herself on her friend’s face, soon receiving a new stream on her own, but this time, neither filly could stop peeing on the other.
Far from bothering them, they loved it quite so. The warm and soft sensation of their bladders slowly emptying mixed with their arousal, and with open mouths, they swallowed all the yellow nectar they could take. Thanks to the quantity of cider they drank, their golden streams were stronger and lasted longer than usual, they could drink at each other’s waterhole as much as they wanted, and weren’t going to dry out soon.
The strong jets hit their muzzles, going in their thirsty mouths and splashing against their snouts and cheeks, but they couldn’t care less; when it finally stopped, they eagerly went back to licking each other’s inner legs, adding to the building up pleasure. When all traces of the nectar had disappeared from their coats, once again their tongues wandered over their labia before plunging in between them, lapping at the divine cocktail made by their pee mixed with their love juices, their snouts brushing lightly against each other’s little clits.
As they both started to unfold, their love buttons showing in all their splendor and their inner walls clenching against their tongues, they could feel their pussies blissfully winking under their treatment. Their fillyjuices were flowing out of their folds and seeing that each little bud reclaimed attention, they began sucking on each other, their moans sending electric shocks through their spines.
Diamond Tiara started spanking Silver Spoon's plot with one hoof, while rubbing her clit in small quick circles with her other front hoof. Crying under the bolts of joy each blow sent her, Silver Spoon wanted to do the same, unfortunately, she couldn’t reach under Diamond to spank her; so she resigned herself to resume her tonguing while massaging her little bud.
While the lewd act kept going on in front of the Crusaders, and they started to get aroused; a new sensation built between their wet folds, burning softly against their bellies. And eventually, they came to a point that they even wondered what it would feel like to get peed on. The two bullies’ presence was somewhat embarrassing, but considering what they were doing just some hooves away, they started thinking about how they could have their own fun. After all, it wasn’t like the two fillies seemed to care about them right now.
Slowly approaching their faces, they began to kiss each other, their tongues dancing between their mouths and licking their snouts. As the heat between them continued to increase, they got rid of their red capes and started to rub their perspirating bodies against one another.
The excitement was getting to them, so much that they started winking profusely, even without any kind of intimate touch; the smell of pee in the courtyard was slowly getting replaced by the five fillies’ musky smell.
Scootaloo couldn’t take anymore. She tried to mount Apple Bloom, and relieve herself on her cute little dock. But as she moved, she felt a warm snout finding its way between her legs. Turning her head, she saw Sweetie Belle had her mouth under her tail, and held back a surprised squeak when she felt her lips being parted by the unicorn’s tongue, beginning to plow her insides and lick her clit.
Hearing her pegasus friend’s moans, Apple Bloom turned her head as well to see Sweetie Belle eating out the orange filly. Feeling her own needs increasing at the lecherous sight, she bucked her hips to tell Scootaloo she was more than welcome attend her loins as well.
While the pegasus dismounted the farm filly, Apple Bloom went to Sweetie Belle’s snatch, making her moan loudly in Scootaloo’s tunnel. The sensation made the pegasus shiver with pleasure, her coat raising under the blissful bolts running through her spine. When the surge calmed to make room for the building heat, she finally plunged her own snout between Apple Bloom’s legs, making her moan in turn, sending the vibration through their little farandole.
Soon enough, their bladders reminded them that they drank enough cider to fill them more than once, and already needed to be emptied again. Without inquiring the others, they just let it go, peeing on the filly’s face behind them, the warm liquid going directly to their waiting mouths from the source.
They loved the peculiar taste they could feel on their tongues, drinking and lapping at their nectar.
“Hey! It tastes like apples!” exclaimed Scootaloo.
“Ah, you taste like marshmallows,” said Apple Bloom.
“You taste like… chicken…” Sweetie belle said dumbfounded, which made Apple Bloom explode in laughter.
When their streams dried out, they went to suck on the next one nipples while rubbing their wet pussies with their hooves, the delightful warmth their empty bladders left in their bellies and crotches made their love buttons fully show. They slowly moved their mouths down, licking their crotches clean of the few remaining drops before sucking their labias in unison and nibbling their little clits.
Scootaloo was reaching her limit and wanted more than Sweetie’s tongue, turning to her asking for more, she saw Sweetie Belle retreating from under her tail, her face covered by her fluids, it made her unfold fully with trepidation.
The white filly spread her friend’s labia with her hooves and lowered her head, slowly inserting the tip of her horn into the warm folds. Scootaloo let out a loud moan as her virgin hole was getting penetrated by the little appendage. When Sweetie Belle’s forehead came in contact with Scootaloo’s plot, she paused, relieving in the warm and moist contact on her horn. She could feel each contraction of the love tunnel and the little love bud winking, gently poking between her eyes. If Apple Bloom wasn’t attending to her own pussy, her tongue currently into an exploring every parcel of her canal, she could have come just at the sight and sounds of her pegasus friend.
When Scootaloo finally grew accustomed to the intrusion inside her, she began to gyrate her hips, which Sweetie Belle took as a sign she could start to move. In a slow and gentle motion, she began to rock her horn back and forth, entering and almost exiting her friend on each thrust.
Scootaloo had to quiet her loud moans by getting back to attending Apple Bloom’s needs. Her cries of joy made Apple Bloom shiver with excitement and in turn began to push her tongue back and forth into Sweetie Belle’s snatch, efficiently putting her whole tongue inside her.
The heat between them increased, their movements became faster and stronger, until the building pleasure came flooding their gates.
“I’m, I’m gonna cum!” groaned Scootaloo.
“Me too!” said Apple Bloom, panting with her tired tongue out.
“Me three!” moaned Sweetie Belle, giving a last and powerful thrust inside Scootaloo.
They all came at the same time, their filly parts clenching on their invaders. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom could feel their tongues being massaged by the pulsing flesh, sending hot juices into their mouths and savoring the liquid love.
Sweetie Belle was getting overwhelmed by the hot tunnel that refused to let her horn go, trapping it with a sucking motion. The bliss was traveling from her inner leg and rushing to her head through her spine and exploded in her brain in a way she couldn’t think imaginable.
“Huh, girls, I-I think something else is coming,” she mumbled while her head was drowning under a heavy blanket. It was like she was being filled with a soft and burning cotton. Then her trapped horn began to burn with each of Scootaloo’s contractions. The cotton suddenly disappeared and another explosion shook her mind while all the pleasure rocketed through her forehead.
Scootaloo went frigid when she felt the burning sensation in her folds, quickly followed by a strong and hot burst, filling her insides and overflowed, splashing her flanks and Sweetie Belle’s face with a translucent goo.
When the unicorn withdrew her horn from the comfy sheath, it was covered by the slick liquid mixed with the pegasus’ juices, still spurting from time to time.
Entranced by the view, her two friends couldn’t stop staring at the strange liquid coating the white filly’s appendage.
“Huh, that was weird,” Sweetie Belle said after recovering from the intense bliss, still slightly shivering. “Huh, girls, why are you looking at me like that?”
Without answering, her two friends closed the little gap that separated them and undertook to lap at her sticky horn, licking and sucking at it like it was a lollipop until it was almost clean.
“Hey! you do taste like marshmallows!” exclaimed Scootaloo.
“Girls,” squeaked Sweetie Belle, “I really don’t think you should do that, it’s still sensitive... and it’s coming again….”
“What’s coming?” inquired a voice that was definitely not from one of her friends.
“What tastes like marshmallows?” asked a second voice between two pants.
“None of your business,” answered Apple Bloom to Diamond Tiara before giving another lick.
“That’s what we’ll find out,” answered the bully before tackling the farm filly and her pegasus friend. Their legs and tongues too tired to react, they just lied down on the dirty ground, looking at the two bullies taking their place atop Sweetie Belle.
“Ew!” exclaimed Silver Spoon after barely touching the unicorn’s horn. “That tastes nothing like marshmallows, it’s disgusting, you three are completely psycho!” she spit towards the crusaders.
Suspicious, Diamond just gave it a sniff before a last spurt came out right to her. She backpedalled with disgust when the filth hit her in the face.
“What’s wrong with you?!” she sputtered trying to clean her face with her hooves.
Sweetie Belle didn’t answer and just sighed with relief when the assault on her horn finally stopped. When the tension weakened, all five fillies just let their bodies drop, exhausted by their special activity, with wide smiles on their faces.
Silver Spoon was lying on Diamond Tiara, occasionally licking her still wet coat, while the crusaders were on their backs, letting the sun dry all their fluids off their bodies.
When the two bullies eventually got tired of the other three fillies, they got up, and barely giving them a side glance, made their way towards Diamond Tiara’s house.
The crusaders didn’t take much more time to do the same. After licking their faces to clean them off, they put their capes back on. While exiting the courtyard, they left some puddles behind them, but they were too tired to care about the playground’s state and just made their way to their clubhouse.
