Author's Note

Even more futa ponies acting OOC for tax season.

Twilight Files for an Extension

One of the things that most males don't understand, or consider, is how difficult it is to clean up their messes. Particularly sexual ones. Oh sure, it may seem hot at the time when they unload onto her dress or into her hair. But the reality is that it its a nightmare to clean afterwards. Especially since water only seems to make it worse, turning it into some strange, spongy unknown substance.

Twilight understood this all too well.

The Futa protests in the streets outside had been quelled. Ponies went back to their homes without much incident. Except, of course, for the three that had managed to infiltrate the castle. They had managed to assault Princess Celestia, and then Twilight Sparkle when she tried to intervene. By the time the royal guards had returned from quelling the riot outside, it was too late. The three intruders had escaped.

And now Twilight Sparkle sat in Princess Celestia's royal bathtub, sticky with filth. The Princess sat beside the tub, trying her best to get out the snarled mess in Twilight's violet mane. Twilight scrubbed her lavender fur with a soapy brush, trying to remove the stains as she cursed those who did this to them.

"They'll pay for this!" Twilight growled, "I'll find a way to get them back." Celestia lent a sympathetic ear, but frowned at her students attitude.

"Twilight," Celestia began, her voice was a soothing melody, "we mustn't lower ourselves to their level with petty revenge. We must be better than that by forgiving them. After all, there's no real harm done." Twilight was unconvinced. Celestia lifted Twilight's tail and began washing the semen still leaking from underneath.

"This is unforgivable! How can you even say that after what they did to you? To both of us!" Celestia just kept smiling.

"Twilight, forgiving a friend for an honest mistake is easy. But to be able to forgive an unrepentant enemy for something especially egregious; that is truly noble." Twilight cut her eyes at her with a glare. "With time, you will one day understand the wisdom in my words."

"And for now?" Twilight groaned.

"For now, let's just focus on cleaning you up," Celestia said, able to run a brush through Twilight's cleaned tail without hindrance, letting her sit back down in the tub.

"HMMff!" Twilight huffed and crossed her hooves. It was clear that she was still angry.

"Twilight, you know it pains me to see you this upset. I really wish you could just let it go."

"That won't be enough."

"What would you have me do then? Shall I put out a warrant for their arrest? Place a bounty on them for mercenaries? Then throw them into a dungeon?" Celestia asked. "Would that give you satisfaction, my dear?" Twilight's anger deflated into resignation.

"Throwing them into a dungeon? No. No satisfaction." Her bowed head suddenly snapped upright, with a glean in her eye. "Everything after that though... that would be a gas."

"What do you intend?" Celestia asked. Twilight's grin grew into a full, mischievous smile.

"Some good old-fashion eye-for-an-eye. But for that, I'm going to need a strap-on."

"Twilight-"

"All's fair in love and war. And this is going to be a little of both. And as you said, it won't cause any real harm," Twilight said, stepping out of the tub to towel off. Celestia sighed, regretting her words. It was clear that she was going to be unable to dissuade her from this path.

"If you want this turnabout to be genuine, you are going to need the genuine article."

"What? You mean like an actual futanari penis? But that's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible with magic, my dear," Celestia said, as her horn began to glow. The yellow aura surrounded Twilight's genitals. She felt her marehood beginning to morph and change. Her clitoris extended and thickened into a shaft, taking her urethra with it. Inside, her ovaries descended into a pouch of her skin developing a scrotum. Her ovaries inside grew into full-sized testicles. Beneath her balls, her marehood remained, her vagina leading to a temporarily infertile uterus. Celestia herself shimmered, dispelling a veil, revealing her own futanari penis.

"You're a futa too?" Twilight asked.

"I am. By choice rather than birth. 'Why limit myself to only half the fun?' I say." Twilight could not help but look at Celestia's alabaster baton. It was a good bit larger than her own purple penis.

"Yours is bigger." Twilight frowned.

"Well I'm a bigger pony. It's just proportionate."

"Well, could you make mine bigger? I mean, it doesn't have to be bigger than yours. Maybe just the same size, for the sake of the mission?"

"Twilight, are you asking me what I think you are?"

"That's right! It's tax season and I'm filing for..." she put on her sunglasses, "an extension."

Meanwhile, finally arriving back in Ponyville, Futashy, Futaloo, and Dixie scrambled back inside Futashy's cottage.

"Ha! That showed them!" Dixie said triumphantly. "Now they know what happens when they try to tax us unfairly!"

"Yeah!" Futaloo joined in.

"What do you two say? Victory orgy?" Dixie suggested. Futashy pulled the curtains and peeked out through the window.

"Um, I don't know," Futashy said nervously. "Twilight knows all of us, and where I live. And even Princess Celestia has met two of us before. We didn't wear masks or make any attempt to disguise our identities. We should find some place to lay low until all of this blows over. Celebrating now could be a premature jubilation."

"Oh please," Dixie scoffed. "The princess seemed like she was actually enjoying it. And I'm not afraid of Twilight."

*knock knock*

Futashy dove behind the couch to hide.

"Oh would you relax. It's probably just some Lunar Witnesses," Dixie said. She opened the door. Outside, two stallions stood patiently in nice suits. 'Ha, called it,' Dixie thought.

"Oh, we were looking for Fluttershy," the first one said.

"Say, aren't you the Great and Powerful Trixie?" the other asked.

"I am!" Dixie answered, "Always happy to meet a fan."

"I'm sorry Trixie, but, um, you have a bit of something on your face," he said, motioning to his own face.

"Oh my," Dixie said, wiping her face, hoping it wasn't dried cum. "What is it?" The stallion wound up and punched her square in the forehead, knocking her unconscious.

"It was pain!" He said. Futashy darted for the window. "Brawny, stop the pegasus!" The other stallion's crossbow fired a net projectile at her, trapping her on the floor. Futaloo's eyes darted between the two stallions and the door, planning her escape.

"Ah-ah-ah! I wouldn't," he said, pointing a spray can at her. "You see this? It's mace. And it's faster than you." He pulled out a set of hoof cuffs. "Now I was just going to give you these." He held out the cuffs. "But if you try anything funny, I'm gonna spray this right in your eyes. Then you'll be blind, burning, and bound." He paused for a moment. "So what's I gonna be?" Futaloo sat down and held her hooves out. "Smart girl." He walked over and put the hoof-cuffs on her. Brawny put a ring on Dixie's horn to keep her magic restrained, and cuffed her as well. They loaded them and Futashy into the back of the chariot paddy wagon, locking the door.

Celestia sat with absolute confidence on her throne. Twilight paced back and forth in front of her, her new stallionhood bobbing beneath her.

"How do colts stand this thing?" Twilight asked.

"For most, it's not usually out at attention like that," Celestia said. "But it is the spring. The scent of mares in heat is on the air. And one of the effects of being futanari is a heightened drive."

"Ugh! It's almost unbearable," Twilight groaned.

"Patience dear. You will have your relief soon," Celestia comforted. "Perchance you need relief now?" Twilight froze in her tracks, unsure if she had heard the Princess correctly, or furthermore, what it was she was implying. Twilight cast a sideways look in her direction. Celestia's shaft began to emerge at the prospect. Her intention was clear.

"Um, no- it's, it's not that bad." Yet. A wisp of green smoke snaked into the open window, materializing into a scroll in front of Celestia. She opened it, reading it immediately, smiling.

"We have them."

Dixie slowly opened her eyes. It was dark. She squinted and struggled to focus her eyes, adjusting to the low light. Across from her, she could see Futashy and Futaloo. Each had a locked clasp around one of their legs, attached by a chain to the wall. It had enough slack for a little movement, but not enough for either of them to reach her, or each other in the spacious dungeon cell.

She tried to call a light to her horn with magic, finding a sharp sting instead. Dixie's eyes crossed as she looked up at the ring on her horn, securely fastened to her head with a bridle. Her hooves were bound behind her her back, keeping her from reaching up to remove it. Her leg was likewise secured to the wall by a clasp and chain, unable to reach the others. After squirming on the floor for a few moments, she managed to at least sit herself upright.

Nopony spoke. What could any of them even say? An apology from Dixie for her arrogance would mean little at this point. Futashy would find no joy in saying 'I told you so.' So there they sat, in the Canterlot dungeon.

The door at the end of the hall creaked open. The three of them squinted into the light before the rest of the lights inside were turned on. The two figures walk in front of their cell. Dixie strained to see in the glare. One was a big white blur, the other was a smaller purple blur. She blinked a few more times, focusing. But it was evidently clear who their visitors were.

"Trixie," Twilight addressed.

"Sparkle," Dixie returned, equally curt.

"Assaulting a Princess is a serious crime. You could all be down here for a very long time," Twilight explained. "That is, unless, you take the plea bargain."

"What plea bargain?" Futashy asked.

"Oh, just a little eye-for-an-eye," Twilight said, looking her her, Futaloo, and back to Dixie, "dick for a dick." Twilight shifted her leg to the side, revealing her new, growing appendage.

"And if we refuse?" Futaloo asked. Twilight smiled.

"Well, just as it was for us," Twilight answered, "that won't really be an option for you either." Futaloo gulped. She walked over to Futashy, brushing her hoof against her cheek. "And you, of all ponies! How could you do that, to the Princess and I?" She looked over at Dixie. "What have I told you about peer pressure?" She walked around behind Futashy, lifting her pink tail. Futashy tried to scurry away, but was stopped by the chain. Twilight pulled back on her hips and leaned on her back, whispering in her ear. "Well now you're going to feel some rear pressure."

Twilight's hips shifted forward, bringing her cock to bear against Futashy. It bobbed under, bumping into her scrotum, jostling her balls. Futashy whimpered as she felt Twilight slide it up to her marehood, getting slick with her wetness mixing with Twilight's precum as she applied more pressure. "Mmfff!" The tip of Twilight's cock slipped inside. The rest of her shaft followed in a smooth, fluid motion. Futashy's hooves buckled, causing her to lean forward as Twilight fucked downward into her raised hips, hitting her G-spot inside. Her directed stimulation caused Futashy's cock to involuntarily emerge from its sheath.

"Ah. There's the concealed weapon," Twilight said with a coy purr. She reached around with her purple hoof and began to stroke Futashy as she continued to fuck her marehood. In the other corner, Futaloo could only sit and watch, dreading what would happen to her next. Dixie, meanwhile, alternated between looking at Twilight doling out punishment, and Princess Celestia.

Princess Celestia hadn't moved from the cell door entrance, standing guard. She wasn't really watching Twilight, but she wasn't making any real point to look away either. She had a look of quiet calm that one would have watching a pot of water waiting to boil. It was a little unsettling. Her eyes shifted to the small orange pegasus, and then to the azure unicorn. She looked at Dixie right in the eyes. Dixie realized that she had been staring at the Princess. But she obviously had no problem staring right back at her. It was a battle of wills, to see who would show deference to the other first. Each looking at the other amidst the wet symphony of sex less than a few feet away. Dixie yielded, opting to instead look at the floor.

"Ooh oooh-" Futashy whimpered as her cock flared and twitched, spurting a few ropes of cum onto the stone floor. Twilight released her and pulled out her own, still-ridged shaft with a 'pop' with a look of disappointment.

"A climax as quiet and sad as the pony who made it," Twilight mocked, leaving Futashy to her sticky shame in her corner. She walked toward Futaloo, who backed into the corner, making herself as small as possible, hoping beyond hope to somehow become invisible. Twilight let her believe that she had succeeded, walking past her, for now.

"As for you," Twilight said as she approached Dixie, "this has been a long time coming, I think." With a purple flash, Twilight teleported a chair into the cell. "Have a seat." Dixie moved to sit in the chair. Twilight pulled it away at the last moment, sending Dixie tumbling onto the floor. "Ha! As if! This chair is for me." Twilight moved the chair to herself, taking a seat. "But don't worry. I saved you a seat." Twilight pointed to her dick sticking straight up in front of her. "Now you may have a seat." Dixie looked back and forth between her and the Princess, hesitating. "T-t-t-today Trixie!"

Dixie hastily climbed up onto the chair, standing on its arms, her hooves holding onto the back for support. Twilight grabbed her hips, pulling her downward onto her ready cock. Even being already lubed with Futashy's juices, Twilight struggled even more than with Futashy to penetrate Dixie's tight pussy.

"What's the matter? Is this really your first time on the receiving end?" Twilight asked. Dixie nodded. Twilight pulled down on her hips harder, finally getting it inside her.

"Ow!" Dixie moaned.

"Wow. Well then, I guess we should make your first time extra special," Twilight said, pushing more of her cock into Dixie on its maiden voyage into her virgin depths. Dixie felt a presence behind her. A pair of white hooves covered hers on the back of the chair as she felt Celestia's form looming over her. The heavy weight of Celestia's cock rested on Dixie's back. She tried to look back, but Celestia nipped her ear with her teeth, keeping her from moving.

"Jussst- try to relaaax," Celestia whispered into Dixie's ear with a sinister hiss. Dixie felt Celestia's cock slid down her back as her tail was pulled aside.

"Ooh! She gets so tight when she's scared." Twilight moaned, feeling her gripping her cock with her nervous pussy as she fucked her.

"N-no! You'll tear Trixie apart!" Dixie pleaded. Celestia wrapped her hoof over Dixie's mouth.

"Shhh. It's okay," Celestia said. "I won't cause any permanent damage." Her smirk worried Dixie. Celestia dribbled her own copious pre against Dixie's puckered asshole. "Deep breath..." Celestia pushed herself against Dixie's back door, pulling her toward her, leaving no room for give. Celestia's dick was going to go inside her and nothing was going to stop it now. Dixie's eyes shot wide as she felt her anus being stretched beyond measure around Celestia's girth. Twilight could feel Celestia moving inside of Dixie against her own shaft. The rush of adrenaline causing Dixie's shaft to emerge at last. Twilight and Celestia worked together now, pushing Dixie lower onto each of them. Twilight's and Celestia's balls rested against each others at last as they bottomed out inside of Dixie. Dixie's held breath burst from her lungs, the air, forcible pushed out of her. There simply wasn't any room for it inside her anymore with the two massive cocks filling her abdomen.

Celestia moved first, pushing forward more and lifting Dixie, impaled on her cock, with her. She lifted Dixie off of Twilight's cock with her own before lowering her once again onto it, and then pulling out of her ass most of the way, before returning and repeating the motion. Twilight humped upwards with each decent of Celestia. The two would then piston faster and deeper in and out of the hapless unicorn in opposition, sliding back and forth against one another inside her. Twilight could feel Dixie's balls, resting in her lap. They began to swell and twitch. Twilight searched the room for something to catch her release. Solution presented itself.

"You. Here!" Twilight commanded, unshackling Futaloo. She levitated the pegasus over between herself and Dixie, aligning Dixie's cock with her orange marehood. After a bit of adjusting, she stuffed Dixie's blue cock into her, seating her on the unicorn's pole and releasing her with her magic.

"What if she flies away?" Celestia warned.

"Ha," Twilight laughed. "If she can fly away, then she's earned her freedom." She looked at her, impaled up on Dixie's cock with no other way to support herself. "Go on Scoots, fly away little birdie." Futaloo's wings flapped harder than she ever had before, buzzing in the air fruitlessly as she remained stuck doing little else than vibrate as Dixie's cock sock, her head bowed in defeat. Twilight's motions became more erratic.

"Nggh, Princess!" Twilight fucked harder. Dixie could feel Twilight's cock flaring inside her, stretching her even more. Dixie felt her own climax fast approaching as Celestia sped up as well. Futaloo was tossed about, perched atop Dixie's flaring cock. Celestia's flare stretched Dixie's ass nearly to the breaking point, throbbing against Twilight's pulsing cock. "Ahh!" Twilight cried out as she came inside Dixie's pussy. Celestia leaned over and cut off Twilights cries, pressing her mouth to hers in a passionate kiss as she unloaded her cum into Dixie's ass. Futaloo was sandwiched between them as Dixie unceremoniously ejaculated inside her. Dixie's moaned in a mix of the pleasure and pain Celestia and Twilight were giving her. Her vagina and rectum, they wrecked 'em both.

Celestia pulled away from their kiss, leaning back. Dixie's limp legs dangled off of the chair, her entire weight sitting on the two cock hilted into her. Her hooves were still bound, unable to move herself. Twilight took Futaloo from off of Dixie's cock and levitated her over the blue showmare, giving her tummy a gentle squeeze, dumping Dixie's load into her own silver mane. She set Futaloo back over in the corner to recover. Celestia and Twilight worked together to levitate Dixie off of them, pulling their spent cocks out of her in a stereo of wet 'plop's. Dixie's gaping holes dumped a torrent of white cum onto the cold stone floor. Her own blue cock hung limply in the exposed air. They let her down, laying her in their mess. She struggled, hooves still bound, squirming and writhing in the cold, slimy mess, before getting herself upright.

As Celestia and Twilight walked out of the cell, they released the clasp on Futashy and cut Dixie's bindings.

"I'm sure you can find your own way out," Celestia said.

"Let this be a lesson for you the next time you decide to gang-bang a princess."