Cuties, marks, and clops.

Anon had just convinced the Cutie Mark Crusaders that his human penis was magic and that it could help his friends in different situations; in their case, it was the production of glue so they could finish their art projects. After they had coaxed the glue out, Anon went over to the corner of the clubhouse to take a little nap. There was no way his dreams could have been as pleasant as his life had just been, but his body is what craved the nap, not his mind.

As Anon napped, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were finishing up their art projects. Everything was fine, until Scootaloo started feeling a little sick.

"Ohhh...mmmm...my stomach doesn't feel right" Scootaloo groaned.

"Ya backed up again? I told ya you should eat more apples! They keep ya regular!" Applebloom chastised.

"Do we need to get the doctor again, Scoots?" Sweetie Belle squeaked.

"NO! I mean, it's alright; it's not like I'm scared of the doctor or anything...I'm sure it will pass." Scootaloo avoided that option as quickly as possible. Truth be told, she wasn't so much scared of the doctor as she was the things the doctor could tell her. What if the doctor confirmed her fear that she would never fly? It's easier to have confidence when you don't know your own limitations.

"If you say so...hey! I know!" Sweetie Belle shouted. "I bet Anon's magic could help you!"

Scootaloo blushed without really knowing why. "You mean...his penis? How could that help me?"

"I don't know, but he said it could help his friends when they needed it." Sweetie replied.

"Girls! Look!" Applebloom yelled, pointing in Anon's direction.

The girls looked over to see Anon still napping, but were amazed to see that his penis was standing at full attention.

"I knew it! I knew it could help you!" Sweetie beamed.

Sweetie approached Anon's penis with a wide smile. She leaned forward and gave it a light kiss. "Thank you very much for wanting to help us, Mr. Penis."

Anon's eyes fluttered open to see the 3 fillies had all gathered around his dick. It looked like Applebloom was focused on getting it to stay still...Anon looked up to see that Scootaloo was slowly backing up towards it, while Sweetie helped lift her tail out of the way.

"What are you girls doing?" Anon inquired.

"ANON!" Scootaloo shrieked.

Sweetie was eager to explain. "We were just trying to help out Scootaloo. Her stomach was hurting and she was having trouble with...going...and when we looked over we saw that your penis had gotten big and hard again, so we thought it was ready to help us with our new problem."

"Holy shit. Holy shit" Anon thought. "I've gotta make the most of this opportunity."

"You're right girls, my penis did sense that you were having problems. But let me check something, just to be sure." Anon approached the girls one by one. Flexing and relaxing his prostate in succession, Anon made it appear as if his penis was sniffing out a problem; Anon made sniffing sounds to emphasize this point. He "sniffed" Sweetie and Applebloom first, which brought out cute giggles. Anon was surprised when both fillies gave his penis quick kisses during the sniffing.

"What was that for?" Anon inquired.

"For Mr. Penis. We really like that he's willing to help us" Sweetie answered.

"Yeah! Plus he tastes pretty good" Applebloom added.

"Well that's awfully nice of you to say, girls. Mr. Penis appreciates it as well" Anon said enthusiastically. "Mr. Penis can tell that you both have a problem."

"Oh no! What's the problem!" Sweetie yelled, worried.

"That you're worried for a friend" Anon said reassuringly. Sweetie and Applebloom sighed, but their worry wasn't completely exhaled.

"So what about Scootaloo?" Sweetie said, genuinely worried for her friend's well being. Scootaloo looked incredibly nervous, and had assumed the position of a scared dog; tail tucked between her legs. Anon approached Scootaloo slowly, and repeated his sniffing.

He had his penis sniff her face first, like with the other fillies. Small tears had entered Scootaloo's eyes, and she gave Mr. Penis a little kiss as well.

"I'm nervous, Mr. Penis" Scootaloo whispered.

Anon started to worry; he hadn't considered the consequences of this particular roll in the hay. What if Scootaloo's constipation was worse than he thought? What if his seed wasn't enough to loosen things up? He put those thoughts out of his head; better to worry about that later. He approached her backside, and lifted Scoot's tail, and had his penis sniff her little rump. Scootaloo gasped as Mr. Penis made contact with her puffy little anus.

"You were right, girls; Mr. Penis knew there was a friend who needed help! But I don't think he can do it alone" Anon explained.

"How can we help?" Applebloom said heroically.

"Well, first, we need to make it so that Mr. Penis can enter Scootaloo without hurting her; he needs to be nice and slippery" Anon explained. "It would help if Scootaloo was lubed up as well" Anon said, pointing to Scootaloo's chocolate starfish. "Applebloom, you could help make Mr. Penis slippery by giving him a nice tongue bath. Sweetie Belle, if you could gently lick Scootaloo's hiney, I'm sure that would help ease things along."

"Okay!" Sweetie squeaked. Anon was a little surprised that she was so ready and willing to eat out her friend's asshole.

"Wait!" Scootaloo shouted. "I wanna help Applebloom. It isn't fair that Mr. Penis should help me without me helping in return."

Perfect.

Anon laid himself out on the floor of the clubhouse, and beckoned Applebloom and Scootaloo forward. They both approached with purpose; without pause, they started licking all over Anon's member. Sweetie followed suite, approaching Scootaloo's plot, she magically lifted her friend's tail out of the way and began licking. Scootaloo momentarily paused from licking Anon, jumping slightly at Sweetie's first contact. Her wings had fully extended, and her eyes had glazed over somewhat.

"You okay, Scoots?" Applebloom asked between her licking, kissing, and sucking.

"Huh...what? Oh...yeah, I'm fine" Scootaloo replied, resuming her task at hand.

Anon allowed the licking to go on for a few minutes before he asked the little mares to listen for a second.

"You're doing great so far, girls. But before I send Mr. Penis on his mission, I think we should stretch Scootaloo out a little bit" Anon explained. "Turn around for me, Scoots."

Scootaloo turned slowly, while Anon righted himself on the floor so that he was sitting up. He gazed at Scootaloo's little rump, before spreading her flanks so that he could get a really good look at her puckered poop-chute. Pony buttholes really did look like donuts. Anon allowed a finger to slip inside the little ponut. Scootaloo groaned silently.

"You're doing great Scoots. Just relax."

Anon felt the tightness lessen, but only slightly. As it was, it would be nearly impossible for Mr. Penis to get his head in, let alone his entire length. He let his finger slide out. Then, an idea entered Anon's mind.

"Co'mere Sweetie Belle, let me see something" Anon casually demanded. Sweetie happily trotted over.

"What is it, Anon?" Sweetie asked, intrigued.

Anon eyed up her horn for a while, before grabbing it with his free hand. Sweetie almost immediately went limp.

"What are you doing Anon? My horn's sensitive, you know?" Sweetie protested.

Anon didn't say anything. He gripped his penis and then Sweetie's horn and then his penis again. Sweetie's horn was roughly the same rigidity of his dick, and about half the length and girth.

"Sweetie, do you think you could maybe stretch Scootaloo out with your horn a bit, so that Mr. Penis won't have as much trouble squeezing in?" Anon asked, as genuinely curious of Sweetie's response as much as the act itself.

"I...I guess so. I'll try" Sweetie said, bravely.

Applebloom leaned over one more time to give Mr. Penis one last lick before trotting over beside Sweetie. "I'll help lead ya in, Sweetie."

This was quite the sight. Scootaloo had braced herself, clenching her eyes shut and standing with her legs spread but steady. Sweetie had lowered her head, and was allowing Applebloom to lead her and her horn to its destination. As Sweetie got closer, Scootaloo got more nervous. Anon took this moment to reassure Scootaloo.

"Everything will be alright, little filly" Anon said, and before Scootaloo could react, Anon leaned in to give her an intimate kiss right on her mouth. Moments later, and Sweetie had found her mark. Anon muffled Scootaloo's moans while Sweetie found a slow but steady rhythm entering and exiting her friend. Applebloom made her way back over to Anon's nethers, and began sweetly kissing, licking and sucking again. Anon began to pet Applebloom while still maintaining his kiss with Scootaloo. Finally, Scoot's moaning had subsided and Anon broke the kiss.

"Anon...you kissed me" Scootaloo said, stating the obvious. "Are we special someponys now?"

Wow. Anon had stupidly not considered that as a reaction. "Of course we are, Scoots; we all are" Anon said, pointing out the other fillies. Behind Scootaloo, Sweetie giggled. Applebloom didn't say anything, but Anon noticed her blushing.

"Wow..." Scootaloo said, breathing heavily.

"Anon, I think Scootaloo's hiney may be ready; it's really smooth now" Sweetie panted.

"Good girl, Sweetie Belle. Let me see." As Anon approached on his knees, he watched Sweetie back out of Scootaloo. He watched as Scoot's tight ponut clung ever so slightly to Sweetie's horn before snapping back into place. Anon noticed Sweetie's horn had just a little bit of Scootapoo stuck to it. Before she could react, Anon leaned forward and sucked Sweetie's horn clean. Sweetie squealed at the contact, and as Anon popped off, her horn released a tiny fireworks display.

"That felt...good..." Sweetie sighed. "Thanks for cleaning me up, Anon!" Sweetie smiled. Anon returned the smile and patted her head. Anon was surprised by how non-offensive the aftertaste was in his mouth...it was like oats and brown sugar.

"Are you ready for Mr. Penis, Scootaloo?" Anon asked.

"I...I think so, yeah" Scootaloo answered, sounding braver than she was before.

"Alright, here he comes" Anon said, lining himself up with Scootaloo's twitching donut hole.

As Anon slowly entered Scootaloo, Applebloom had lined herself up behind them both, and watched as her friend's butthole slowly stretched open to accommodate Anon's girth. She didn't know why, but her friend's marehood had started twitching randomly as well. Applebloom was compelled to reach out and touch Scootaloo's winking button.

"Ah! What was that?" Scootaloo gasped. "It felt..." Scootaloo paused. "...amazing."

Encouraged by Scootaloo's words, Applebloom crawled underneath her friend and began to gently kiss and suck on Scoot's winking clitoris. Scootaloo started letting out a low grown of pleasure.

Meanwhile, Sweetie had recovered from her earlier horngasm enough to rejoin the ongoing magical constipation remedy. She noticed last time when Anon had made glue for them that he really seemed to like it when she touched and licked his balls, so she too crawled underneath the buttfuckathon in order to continue her aid.

Upon seeing Sweetie and Applebloom's outpouring of support and friendship, Anon doubled his own efforts. He began to pound Scootaloo's behind with more purpose and force than before, causing Scootaloo's previous low groan to grow into a louder, intermittent exhale; every even pump she seemingly let out the entire contents of her lungs, while every odd pump she would gasp air back in. The vocalizations had worked Anon into a frenzy, and he began to feel himself edging closer to climax.

As he began to match Scootaloo's own noises, Anon began to notice that both Applebloom and Sweetie Belle had too. In a small moment of clarity, Anon witnessed that Sweetie had switched from licking his balls and had been licking Applebloom's little flower. He noticed a glow from Sweetie's own privates, and realized she was using her own magic to get herself off. Anon was inspired by Sweetie's multitasking; he reached below to stick a finger into Sweetie's marshmellow butthole, and was rewarded with a high pitched squeak and a muffled giggle. With his other hand, he reached forward and found Scootaloo's delicate little nipples and started tweaking them. In this moment, Scootaloo whinnied out in pure ecstasy, and finally orgasmed.

Her marehood released a torrent of hot filly juices that splashed upon Anon's testicles, as well as drenching Sweetie and Applebloom. This seemed to signal a primal sexual empathy within the other two fillies, and they too began releasing hot streams of mare jizz. The smell alone was enough to make Anon swoon. Anon himself had reached his own climax, and buried himself into Scootaloo's backside, releasing torrent after torrent of cum deep into Scootaloo's bowels. And then Anon remembered why they were buttfucking in the first place.

Anon could feel the pressure building against his dick and Scootaloo's behind. He quickly picked Scootaloo up and rushed outside, Mr. Penis acting as a cork. Anon pulled Scootaloo apart from his dick, holding her up from underneath her back legs. As Anon's dick shot off one last rope of cum into the air, Scootaloo's bowels finally released. A mixture of hot cum and little pony shit rocketed out of Scootaloo's anus like water from a fire-hose. It landed safely on the ground in front of them instead of making a giant mess in the clubhouse...or a gianter mess, as it were; there was definitely a small lake of mare cum to clean up.

As Anon returned inside, he found the other two fillies were happily licking up their own bodily fluids. Anon let Scootaloo down.

"Thanks Anon! Thanks Mr. Penis!" Scootaloo yelled happily, before leaning forward and sloppily sucking off a combination of her own feces and Anon's cum. Anon simply stood there dumbfounded. The shock of it caused Anon to cum one last rope of jizz, straight down Scootaloo's throat.

"Umami!" Scootaloo then ran over to her friends and joined in the act of cleaning up mare fluids. Anon was beside himself.

"What are these fillies doing? Are they nuts? Do they just not care? What is going on?" Anon's mind was beginning to collapse when Sweetie looked over her shoulder and smiled at him.

"Come over here, Anon. Taste the magic!"

And so he did. And it was incredible.

End of Cutie Mark Crusaders Seduction.

Next up:

Seducing the Mane Six: Flutterjob