The Amulet of Marea
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The Amulet of Marea

The Amulet of Marea
By Dana, Kirb and Zeph

The Equestria Springs Pool Club. Located near Cloudsdale, it was a club for ponies of a higher-up status in Equestria to lounge, swim, and have fun. It contained several lounge chairs, a miniature eatery, a sauna indoors, and, of course, a large swimming pool. Sometimes, it would be reserved by certain ponies--the Wonderbolts would often reserve it on their vacation breaks--but it was really open to everypony, or at least everypony who could pay the bits to get in.

It was one weekend that Soarin had decided to take Rainbow Dash to the club. Being a Wonderbolt, he had intentionally disguised himself so that ponies wouldn’t be as quick to notice him: clad in a black Hawaiian shirt with a yellow flowery pattern, a white hat over his dark blue mane, darkened sunglasses, and a pair of navy blue swim trunks, the pale blue-toned stallion didn’t think ponies would be asking for any autographs.

He looked at the mare next to him. “Are you excited, Rainbow Dash?”

This was an understatement on Soarin’s part: Rainbow Dash could hardly contain her excitement! There was a wide grin on her face and her wings were even spread open.

To think that only that morning she was as grumpy as could be. She was awakened much earlier than she usually did by the ringing of the telephone, but her mood instantly changed when she discovered it was Soarin, inviting her to the pool for a free outing as part of the Wonderbolt Reserves!

“You bet I am!” the pegasus mare replied, grinning. “Not only do I get to hang out with one of the Wonderbolts, but I don’t have to pay anything! What more could I ask for?”

She was dressed much less conspicuously, with her normal blue-and-yellow tanktop and a pair of gray running shorts. She didn’t mind having to sign autographs: after all, it would mean she was famous, and she didn’t mind that at all!

They finally got to the front gate, where a snooty-looking greeter stood. He wasn’t really paying attention to the approaching people, given the fact that he was reading a Playcolt magazine. He did notice Soarin, though, thanks to his height, as he casted a shadow on the magazine.

“Ah, another couple of party-goers, eh?” the greeter spoke up, grabbing a list from under the magazine. “You would be… uh… Mr. Rin and Ms. Dash! Right?” he asked, taking a good look at Dash's cleavage while he was at it. Dash didn’t try to cover this up. It was no problem to her: she was hot and she knew it, and didn’t mind stallions giving her the looks.

“Uh, actually it’s… ah, never mind.” Soarin was carrying two bags with him: his own, and Dash’s. He looked inside. “How’s the water today?” he asked. He could already see through the gates, some ponies were in his field of view, visibly having fun chatting and drinking at the bar.

Admittedly, he was sort of bluffing about the free outing. The fact was that it was his day of vacation, and he had gone there enough that he got to bring a friend for free. Most of his co-flyers in the Wonderbolts were busy that day, so he decided to bring Dash, as he had remembered her saving his pie during the Grand Galloping Gala and wanted to return the favor.

Dash looked inside, trying to see the pool. It was a rather hot day, so she was ready and prepared for anything cold, and was looking forward to it, too! Some of the guests inside noticed the newcomers already, their topic of chatting changing.

“Water's good…” The greeter crossed out the names from the list, then opened the gate. “Have a nice tits--uh, I mean day!” And returned to read his magazine.

Soarin raised an eyebrow. “Uh, thanks?” He began walking inside, carrying the bags with him. He walked around until he found two unoccupied lounge chairs, where he put their bags. Unzipping his one, he found a change of clothes and a pair of goggles. He took off his hat and set it down in the bag, and then began unbuttoning his shirt.

Dash, on the other hand, was quicker: in what must have been ten seconds flat, she unzipped her bag, peeled off her tank top and pulled down her shorts. All she was wearing now was a multi-colored bikini. The pastel yellow camisole bikini top clung nicely to her C-cup breasts, exposing her cleavage and held up only by the two straps. It stopped just a little below the breasts, showing off her belly button and thin waist, which led to the nicely toned hips, adorned by pink boyshorts with a flower pattern as a bottom. Her athletic legs were now fully on display, and as if that weren’t enough, she extended her wings to their full length, stretching them now that they were out of her tank top.

Any stallion who saw this would get an instant boner.

She then hugged Soarin tightly, pressing her breasts upon him. “Oh Soarin, I still can’t believe you took me here! Thank you thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

Soarin almost had a wingboner at the combined sight of Dash and her hugging him; his wings got slightly tenser, but he managed to hold it in. “Hey, it’s the least I could do for you saving my life that one time.”

And my pie! he thought.

The other guests, as expected, took attention in them. A few of them recognized Soarin, a few of them knew about Dash, but most of them was just ogling at Dash, as expected. However, there was one that didn’t pay attention, someone who had business there.

The pool the duo was about to hit was a spacious one, the kind you would expect to see in an aquapark. It had many locations with different built in machines to make relaxation better, such as massaging water pulses, a circulator that let the swimmers just float around, several different kind of swimming enhancing equipments, and so on.

Soarin finally let go of Dash. “Now let’s jump in!” He threw off his shirt, stuffing it in his bag, and ran towards the pool, diving in with a big splash. After a few seconds, he stuck his head out of the pool, shivering.

“C-c-c-come o-o-on in! W-wa-wat-ter’s g-g-g-great!” he lied, shivering. Even a stallion as muscular and manly as him found this a little too cold for his tastes.

Dash smirked at Soarin. “Heh, I can tell. Watch out, I’m coming in!” Wanting to feel just how cold it was, she wisely stuck one of her hooves in to feel the water. Immediately pulling it out, Dash simply shrugged. “Meh.”

Then without warning, she took off into the air, then divebombed into the water. “GERRRONIMOOOOOO!!!”

The splash she caused was enough to send some water out of the pool, and to send Soarin back underwater for a few seconds. Dash came back to the top, ears flopped down onto her head and teeth chattering.

“Let’s… let’s find a warmer part of the pool,” she suggested.

The guests who knew how cold the water is weren’t happy. They sent mean looks to Soarin and Dash, angrily continuing to chat on. The attention to that specific guest was taken as well with this, making her wonder who could make such a commotion.

The pool was warmer on the parts where the circulator was.

Soarin pulled his head up from underwater, gasping for breath. “Dash… warn me when you’re about to do that!” He quickly swam to the bottom of the pool, retrieving his shades, then came back up and swam to the end with the circulator.

Dash groaned as she swam after Soarin. “Sorry! I didn’t think ponies would be so pissed at us!”

The lifeguard blew her whistle at Soarin and Dash, giving them a glare. Yeah, we caused a commotion alright… but I bet she’s just jealous that Dash looks better in a bikini! She should be a lifeguard, heh. I remember when Spitfire was a lifeguard… oh wow…

Once they finally got to that part of the pool, she sighed a breath of relief. “Ah…” And looked at Soarin with his normally long mane now pressed flat against his head by the water. “Hah! You look funny.”

The patrons of the earlier incident seemed to forgot about them by then, returning to their previous chatting topics. But the specific guest watching them decided that she might as well hang out with somepony interesting while she waited.

Walking out from the shade of a large oak tree, a dirty yellow pegasus mare with a multi-toned grey mane and magenta eyes appeared, wearing a green tucked-up adventurer jacket, sunglasses, and khaki shorts. Her eye-catching DD-cup breasts were on display thanks to a cleverly designed gunmetal grey shirt under her jacket, taking the attention of the guests wherever she went. But her attention was currently on the pool, and on Soarin and Dash. She walked up to them, standing on the edge of the pool as close to them as she could get.

Dash saw her and gasped. Her eyes grew really wide with recognition.

“Mind if I join?” the mare asked, already starting to take off her clothes.

Soarin didn’t notice her at first, as he was too busy being comfortable where he was, so without looking, he said, “Sure!” As soon as he looked up and saw who she was, however, his eyes went wide. “Whoa…” He lowered his sunglasses to get a better look.

“Rainbow Dash, was it?” the mare dropped the last piece of her clothing, save for the simple dark grey bikini and matching swimming panties she wore. This also gave to her cutie mark, under the strap of her bikini bottom: a dark green and gold colored compass rose.

Dash remained there for a few seconds, unblinking. Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! she kept repeating to herself in her thoughts. I can’t believe it's really Daring Do! It’s been a little while since I’ve seen her, and now here she is again! Suddenly, she tensed up, trying to keep her cool face. Keep it together, Dash. She may not even remember you, and besides, you don't want to embarrass yourself.

So she blinked, looked up at the mare… and let out an audible squee of delight. “EeeeeEEEEE!!!”

Way to keep it together, ugh…

“Ohoh, hey, squirt, don’t get to overjoyous,” Daring Do said upon Rainbow’s reaction, immediately regretting her decision. “I am still just a writer.” She sat down on the edge of the pool, legs in the water, then slid in and turned her attention towards Soarin, arching an inquisitive left eyebrow. “You are Soarin, right? From the Wonderbolts?”

Soarin pushed his shades back up, gulping. “Uh, yeah, that’s me. I see my reputation precedes me.” He looked up and down the mare’s body from behind the shades. “W-wow. I never thought I’d get to meet the actual Daring Do!”

It is actually her, right? he thought. I didn’t even think she was a real pony! Then again, I saw her cutie mark. Either it’s her, or a really good cosplayer.

A dead giveaway was the fact that the mare seemed to know Dash, who was on the verge of having an instant fangasm by re-meeting her adventure novel idol. However, upon Soarin recognizing Daring, Dash quickly glared at him.

“Soarin!” she snapped. “Her name is A.K. Yearling, thank you very much.” She turned back to Daring. “You still like to be called that, right?”

Gah, stop screwing this up!

After a frownish smile, Daring tilted her head to the right, trying to think of something not insulting. “It is my pseudonym, but I can go with that.” She shook her head then, recollecting her thoughts. “So, enjoying the club, I suppose?” she asked from Soarin, concluding that he brought Dash to this high-class place.

She took off her sunglasses and put them on top of the little pile that was her set of clothes, submerging herself right after. It was quite hot on the sun, after all. She emerged with a glorious half-leap out of the water, throwing her head back, giving a majestic view of both her pose and the glorious jiggling of her tits.

Dash couldn’t help but notice her rack, and nearly gawk in envy. She’s just as perfect as I remembered her!

Soarin had a tough time of keeping his wings from popping open right then and there. Thankfully, the coldness of the water helped him restrain his wingboner, as well as his other boner. “Uh, yeah. Well, I’ve been here before, with the rest of the team.” He looked at Dash. “How about you, Rainbow?”

She grinned. “Are you kidding me? This place is sick!” She then looked back and forth between Soarin and Daring. “And I’m here with two of my greatest heroes, SO AWESOME!”

Soon afterwards, she looked around nervously and blushed, putting her arms back down. “So, Daring!” she began. “What’re you doing here? Is it business or pleasure?”

“Unfortunately the former, and I could really use some of the latter,” Daring answered as soon as she was standing again, combing her now completely wet hair out from her face, to the side. “I am waiting for an… ah, friend of mine.”

Soarin frowned. A friend, eh? This seems suspicious… and I don’t like the way she said that. I mean, I don’t know her, but there are friends and then there are ‘friends.’ This sounds like the second type.

But Daring had already moved on to talk about something else. “I take you two arrived here to enjoy the day… so! Is everything going alright with you, squirt?”

Dash was admittedly a little suspicious, too. Then again, anyone would notice the pause Daring had left before saying ‘friend.’

“Uh, things are going great,” Dash said. “Even better as of today!” She stretched her wings.

“Is that because you are here or something else?” Daring asked again. Her eyes scanned the place, obviously looking for someone. Her plan to have fun failed and now she had to go with the consequences. “And what about you, little bird?” She asked Soarin, looking in his eyes. Her ‘friend’ wasn’t there yet; she had to wait.

It was around that time that some very suspicious looking stallions walked into the club, looking like thugs. They were led by a gray Earth pony stallion, with a black mane and tail that had a streak of gray in it. He wore a beige button-down shirt and a red ascot with white polka dots, as well as some dark pants. His green eyes scanned around the place.

Soarin saw this and also decided to stretch his own wings, not so subtly pointing at the gangster ponies with his left wing. “Uh, I’m okay. I’m on vacation today, y’know, and it’s nice to give my wings a break.”

Dash definitely saw the ponies entering, nodding slightly at Soarin. “Uh, Daring? I somehow think your ‘friends’ are here.” She pointed at the ponies.

I recognize the leader. That’s Dr. Caballeron! He stole that ring from Daring when I last saw her! What’s he doing back?

Soarin’s first pointing out was enough clue for Daring to get the message. She frowned and quickly checked on her clothes next to the pool. “Keep my clothes safe,” she practically ordered Dash and Soarin, then quickly swam towards the good ol’ doctor.

Soarin nodded. “Yes ma’am!” he quickly responded. He was used to saying this, serving under Spitfire at the Wonderbolts. Something interesting was about to happen, he could just feel it.

…

There were four thugs with Dr. Caballeron, all undoubtedly holding knives in their pockets. Dr. Caballeron noticed Daring and smiled.

“Ah, if it isn’t Miss Do!” he spoke in his usual accent of a stallion from Maredrid. He was holding a box in his hands. “I see you have decided to relax. Now, shall we take care of business somewhere more, hm, private?”

Daring quickly got out of the pool, with an expression of disgust. “We shall,” she coldly responded, going towards the oak tree she was under before. “I will not pay a bit till I see what's in the box,” she added hushedly, almost hissing.

“And I won’t hand over the box until I count the money, so it seems we are even.” Caballeron signaled to two of his henchmen to come with him as he followed Daring to the tree, while the other two left to guard other parts of the pool. One, a unicorn, stood in one side near the pool, while another, an Earth pony, headed for the bar.

…

After Daring was gone, Soarin leaned over to Dash and whispered. “I don’t like the looks of that guy. Who is he?” He hadn’t read any of the novels, nor could he easily believe that Daring was actually a real pony who went on such events, but knew enough about the novels to get a general gist of Daring’s usual work.

“That’s Dr. Caballeron. I’ve met him before, he’s bad news.” Dash shook her head. “I don’t like this. I think we should help her.”

Soarin shook his head. “I don’t think we should. You heard what Daring told us! Besides, look! His thugs are everywhere!”

“I know, I know, but…” Dash looked at the henchponies. “Well, we should at least watch them to make sure nothing bad happens!” She pulled herself out of the water, drying off her hands and grabbing Daring’s clothes, which the thugs didn’t seem to notice. “We can just take these to your bag and hide them there.”

Soarin looked at the henchponies, then at the guests. He looked up at Dash, then nodded and got out of the pool. “You're right, Dash. Besides, even if I’m off duty, I’m still a Wonderbolt, and part of my job is preventing this stuff. You go watch over what’s happening by the tree, and meanwhile I’ll try to take out the henchponies.”

Dash grinned and gave Soarin a brofist, then dashed to her bag, where she put the clothing. After this, she grabbed her towel and started to dry herself off, while casually and inconspicuously walking to the end of the pool, presumably to go to the locker room next. However, she instead stood facing the oak tree, listening to what was going on.

The thug at the end of the pool was keeping his eye on Dash. He figured she could mean bad news to the boss’s plan… but mostly just wanted to stare at her rump.

Daring’s dripping wet form was some serious eye-candy, given the fact that her nipples were making little tents through her bra thanks to the coldness of the water she was in. Caballeron decided to speak up. “By the way, Daring, you should really consider wearing bikinis more often. You look… nice.” The sleaze was practically dripping from him.

Daring’s expression turned into a scowl. “Keep it in your pants, Cabby, we are here to do business!” she hissed, then her expression changed. “Besides, you would need much more to get a piece of these!” She grabbed her tits, groping them once to show the upper hand she had in the situation.

The guests of the place noticed the henchponies and began hushed chatting about why are they there and what will they do. They weren’t happy to see these thugs in a place they paid specifically to not see the likes of them.

“Okay, okay!” Caballeron shrugged, then opened up the box. “Here it is, as I promised, the Amulet of Marea!”

For a few seconds Daring could only gaze at and stare the Amulet. It was a small, fist sized solid gold figurine of a pegasus mare with more than well endowed tits: if they were to scale, they would be the mighty ZZZ-cups! In other words: HUGE.
The nipples of the tiny statue were a pair of green jewels, sapphires to be specific.

The figurine was very well detailed, possibly modelled after an actual mare, and a beautiful one at that. However, her huge tits were rendering her into a forced kneeling, just so she could rest her spine, as the figurine depicted it.

Dash’s eyes grew wide. Holy… a cast gold figurine! Of a mare with huge… um, assets!

She was so distracted, she actually stopped drying herself. The thug noticed Dash watching, and began walking towards her.

…

Soarin quickly dried himself off and put on a gray sleeveless shirt. He walked to the bar area, but instead of waiting in line, he quietly snuck behind the thug there--who appeared to be waiting for food--and into the kitchen area. He grabbed an apron and put it on himself, dressing like one of the cooks there.

The thug at the bar frowned, and dinged the bell on the front desk impatiently. “What do I gotta do ta get sum damn food around here?!”

Soarin came out. “Yes?”

Thankfully, the thug didn't seem to recognize him. “Great. Whadaya got today?”

Soarin looked at a menu. “Well, our special today is…” And he looked right in the thug’s eyes. “…paincakes.”

Before the thug could react, Soarin swung right at his face, sending him backwards, knocking over an unoccupied table with a CRASH.

…

With a huge grin, Daring’s eyes shined up. “It’s really it!” she quietly but joyously said, unable to get her eyes off of the little statue.

Caballeron nodded and replied to Daring. “It certainly is. Now, Miss Do, did you bring the money so we can make the trade?”

The thug that was approaching Dash heard the crash in the bar area. Turning his head, he frowned and, with a flash of his horn, teleported there.

Dash also heard the crash, and turned her head in surprise, but then quickly looked back at Daring and Caballeron. She gulped. That was Soarin… hope he’s okay.

With a sigh, Daring blinked and looked away. “Right, always the part to ruin the moment.” She signaled with her finger for Caballeron to follow her, which he did, and went towards a bush near the oak tree she originally hid earlier.

“The amount we agreed on,” she commented as she crouched down next to the bush, giving a nice view of her shapely ass, reached in and took out a large bag of gold coins. “Now give me the Amulet and you can have your gold!” she angrily hissed, knowing her friend’s way of thinking.

Caballeron’s face dropped slightly. “Not falling for any old tricks, I see.” He sighed. “Fine, here you go.”

He handed over the jewel-encrusted Amulet. Like a rattlesnake, Daring snatched the Amulet out of Caballeron’s hands, then threw the large bag of gold at him.

“Catch!” she yelled, then opened her wings to quickly get away… and failed to lift off.
Since she hadn’t dried herself, she couldn’t fly. Wet wings are as good as broken ones.

“Oh, for the love of…” she angrily whispered, trying to shake her wings dry, momentarily forgetting about her surroundings.

The thug next to her grabbed Daring by the wrist, pulling her back. “Just where do you think you’re going?”

Caballeron chuckled. “Daring, foolish Daring. Leave me time to count the money! I am only a poor corrupt archaeologist, after all.”

…

Soarin wiped his hands off, until he heard the sound of a teleportation. He turned just in time to see the unicorn thug swinging for his face. Luckily, being a Wonderbolt, he was extra speedy and had quick reflexes, so he dodged the punch. As the thug attempted to climb over the bar, Soarin grabbed a frying pan hanging from a nearby hook and swung for his face.

BANG!

The thug collapsed to the ground. Soarin put the pan back on the hook and looked at the staring patrons, clearly looking surprised by what just happened.

“Sorry about that. Wonderbolt business.”

The patrons immediately returned to what they were doing. Soarin then pulled off the apron and jumped out from behind the bar, headed to the trees.

…

Dash glared at Caballeron and his thugs. “Oh this has gone too far!”

She threw the towel down, ran towards them and lunged at the pony with the Amulet, tackling him to the ground and causing him to drop it. With a growl of her own, Daring elbowed into the stomach of the thug that held her, making him drop the knife. A moment later she was facing him, landing several successful punches on his face, knocking him out with a last, much powerful blow.

“Caballeroooon!” she yelled, making a run for the Amulet, increasing her running speed with a powerful flap of her wings, propelling herself forward effectively.
If only she wouldn't have to face the other thugs.

Through all the ruckus, Caballeron was looking up and panicking. “What? Wait, I didn’t-- uh? Stop that! I’ll never hire henchmen from Coltslist again…” In the confusion, he accidentally dropped the money bag.

Stopping mid-motion, realizing that she will need the knife to avoid the thugs, Daring quickly jumped back to the knife and grabbed it up from the ground. With another wing-accelerated rush, she swooped down for the Amulet and caught it, holding it in her other hand. “Gotcha!” she exclaimed happily, still on the move.

Dash punched the thug in the face, then made a run for the money. No way are these thugs gonna rip off my heroine!

With the knife in Daring’s right hand, she stopped a few meters away from Caballeron, pointing it at him. “Cabby, you bastard! Tell them to stop and I may not cut off your nutsack!” She took a step forward in a threatening way, holding the knife in such manner to stab right into the lower parts of someone in front of you.

Among all the chaos, she didn’t notice that the Amulet made a tiny tinkling sound, and the sapphire nipples of it shone up in a weak green glimmer, barely visible.

Caballeron clenched his teeth together, eyebrows furrowed. “Yes, yes, I know!” He turned to the thugs. “What the hay was that?! You completely ruined the trade!”

The thugs, who were on the ground, groaning in pain, looked at him. “So… you want us to call it off?” one of them asked.

“I knocked out your other two henchponies,” Soarin said, “so you had better--”

“I was going to anyway!” Caballeron interrupted, rubbing his temples.

Dash grabbed the money bag and glared at Caballeron. “I have the money, Daring. What should we do?” she asked.

“He tried to trick me.” Daring flicked the knife around her fingers. “Cheaters get nothing. I keep the Amulet and the money. You had your chance, Caballeron.” She scowled. “Now get out of my sight before I actually castrate you!” she growled, holding up the knife, ready to use it.

The guests that were still around and watching the scene--most of them quickly fled once the fighting became more evident--were shocked, not believing their eyes. This should give them a topic to talk about for weeks!

Caballeron glared at the thugs, then looked back at Daring. “Understood. Have a good day.” And he turned around and left, grumbling to himself, while the two henchmen weakly got up and followed him.

“Uh, there are two more in the bar area!” Soarin called to him.

Caballeron simply left, not seeming to care. Once it was clear that Caballeron and the two henchponies were gone, Soarin turned back to Daring and Dash.

“Well. That was certainly something.”

Dash’s face lit up with a huge grin. “You kidding me? That was so awesome! You were all like ‘Smash! Kick!’ and I was like ‘Lunge! Pow!’ and Soarin was all over there like ‘Crash! Slam!’ It was like something from one of your novels, Daring!”

Then she looked at the bag of bits in her hand, which she then handed to Daring. “Here are your bits, by the way.”

Daring snickered. “You guys saved my hide right there. I already paid for my prize here, so what do you say? A fair share?” she suggested, throwing the knife into the grassy ground.

Soarin raised his eyebrows and looked at the bag of money, then at Daring. “You’re letting us split the money with you? Thanks!” He smiled.

Dash shrugged it off. “Ah, don’t worry about it. It was the least I could do for Daring Do, right?”

Daring’s attention, however, was moved to the Amulet, as she inspected it closely. The sound and the shine were gone. Out of curiosity, Soarin took a look at it.

“So that’s what all this was about, eh?”

Dash got closer to it, reaching out to touch it. “Um, if I may ask, what is that? I heard you talking about it earlier, but what is it?”

Knowing Dash from before and trusting her, Daring gave her the Amulet so she could see it. For a second, right as she handed the tiny statue to Dash, it made that quiet tinkling sound and the nipples glowed up as well, but it was over before any of them could notice it.

“This is the Amulet of Marea. Made by an ancient and forgotten jungle-dweller tribe of pegasi who worshipped the Old Gods. Namely, they worshipped Marea, the Goddess of Fertility and Life. This little baby here worth about two and a half thousand more than these bits, heheh.” She pointed at the bag.

“Oh, speaking of which, third of the money is mine and you two can split the rest. Fair share.” She crossed her arms on her chest… then readjusted them, feeling that something was a tiny bit off.

Dash turned the Amulet around in her hands. “Huh, so this was pre-Celestian then?” She was curious about this. Many of the artifacts Daring had talked about in her books were from the times before the two princesses had taken control of the sun and moon.

“Pre-Celestia indeed, predating her very existence with as much as one and a half millenia!” Daring boasted, smirking. “You are holding a piece of ancient history in your hands, squirt.”

“Goddess of fertility… so that’s why it has such big knockers!” Soarin responded, gazing at it. “Can’t imagine that having such bigguns in real life would be comfortable…”

But I could motorboat them so good, yesss!!!

As if on cue, his wings popped open, and a bright red blush came to his face. “Erm…” He began sweating.

Upon seeing Soarin, Dash’s eyes got wide, then she smirked, desperately trying to hold in her laughter. “Heh… yo, Soarin? You alright?”

Daring saw this too. “Oh, are you… are you seriously having a wingboner, sweetheart?” she asked with a pair of raised eyebrows, her smirk turning into a full-blown smile. “Oh-hahaha, this is just too nice! How old are you, little birdy?” She shook her head; if it wasn’t obvious, she was a mature mare, older than Dash and Soarin.

“Uh…” His wings folded back and he ashamedly looked down at his hooves. “I’m 28, ma’am! Er, I mean, sorry… usually used to someone higher up in the ’Bolts asking me that question… hope none of them are here to see me…”

I just keep digging myself deeper in that hole. Wish I had some pie, that would calm me down.

Dash chuckled at this. “Aww, Soarin, you should see yourself now, you’re redder than one of AJ’s apples!” She handed the Amulet back to Daring. “So Daring, what are you gonna do with this? Put it in a museum, or keep it for personal worth?”

“Well…” Daring began as she took the Amulet from Dash. “…I never really got to that point. I mean, getting it is usually the biggest part and sometimes I forget about the following parts…” She looked up after saying all these, unintentionally starting to rub the oversized tits of the little statue. “I suppose I could keep it for the bad times. Guess Celestia would pay half of her kingdom to me to get this baby… especially if the myth about it is true…” She looked at the Amulet again. It was mesmerizing, to say the least.

This suddenly sparked Soarin’s curiosity. “Myth? What myth?”

“The myth of that these ancient pegasi worshipped some actual gods, not like our princesses. So naturally, Marea and her relics had powers, back in the days. But that was exceptionally long ago… besides, who believes in such stories? I have seen older ruins, I have been in them and if we won’t count in the traps they left there, no ancient magic or curse has proven to be real!” Daring decided to dry herself by lying down on a sunbed. So she headed towards one, next to the pool, and Soarin and Dash followed her. “So don’t worry about it. Though if this is all true, then it might have some effect on us.”

Soarin sighed in relief. “Phew! For a second I thought we’d have a giant boulder chasing after us or something, or maybe have our faces explode.” He looked at the bar, then back at her. “Say, do either of you two lovely mares want anything to drink from the bar?”

Dash headed to the sunbed next to Daring. “Cider! Cidercidercider! Oh, and if they have a hay, lettuce and tomato sandwich, I’ll have one of those.”

“I will have scotch on the rocks, little bird,” Daring answered Soarin, who nodded.

“One scotch, a cider and a hay and tomato sandwich coming up!” He smiled and left the two ladies, walking back to the bar area. Some change clinked in his pocket, which he would use to pay for all this. The two henchponies were still knocked out on the floor, so he stepped around them and walked up to the bar, this time placing an order, and making sure to include something for himself.

…

Dash laid down on the sunbed. “But anyway, Daring, what details? Or is that confidential, hm?”

Daring arched an eyebrow to Dash, as she sat on her sunbed, getting into a comfy position. “Well… I don’t know much to begin with. But it has to do something with the looks of the statue. You can make your own assumptions from there.” She put the Amulet in between her legs.

Dash looked at the statue, then smirked. “I’m guessing it has something to do with the mane, then?” she said sarcastically, then laughed. After this, she looked down at her own tits. “Hmm… well. If the curse is true, I can’t say that I’d mind having bigger ones, though I like being aerodynamic as I am.”

“It’s not a curse, squirt,” Daring corrected Dash. “It’s Marea’s Blessing. And about that… look at me. See these babies?” She shook her chest, making her beautiful bosoms bounce. “If I can fly and fight with these stapled to me, you can too,” she reassured Dash, smirking.

Dash stared at Daring's rack, almost mesmerized by it. “Uh, okay… I guess you’d know.” She apparently was a little envious.

Soarin returned at around that time, carrying two drinks, a plate with a sandwich, and a slice of pie. How did he carry all that? Well, wings can be very helpful.

“I’m back with the refreshments~!” he sang out to them. The first thing he saw was Daring's tits shake in her bikini; his face grew deep red. “Oh… oh, wow. Am… am I coming back at the wrong time?” he asked.

Dash turned to Soarin when he arrived and smirked. “Heh, Soarin, are you about to get another wingboner?”

“The little bird really wants to fly…” Daring commented, getting an awful idea. A wonderful, awful idea. “You know squirt, I wonder,” She began, turning to face Dash. “I wonder what he would do if he saw…”

Cutting into her own words, she pulled up her bra, revealing her breasts in all their glory.

“…THESE~!” She grinned, shaking them to achieve the perfect bounce.

Soarin’s eyes grew all wide. “D-d-daring…” he said. “Put those away, right now, or I’m afraid I’ll drop all this.” Indeed, his wings holding the sandwich and slice of pie tensed up.

Dash was grinning, close to cracking up at Soarin’s reaction! That is, until she saw that he was about to drop her sandwich, in which case she quickly ran and grabbed both it and his pie from his wings. “Whoa, whoa, wouldn’t want to drop these!” She then grabbed her cider, which she took a nice, long sip from it. “Ahhhh… cider always makes me feel good!”

Ponies nearby were starting to stare. Daring quickly placed her bra back, acting as if nothing happened. “No need to drop anything, little birdy,” she said, keeping the smirk up. “Pass me my drink and I may let you see more, how about that?” she asked him, getting back into a comfy position on the sunbed.

Soarin quickly handed her the scotch she had ordered, and sat down next to the two of them, grabbing his pie back from Dash. “Y-you are teasing me,” he stuttered out, taking his fork in his hand, though he was no longer focused on his beloved pie.

“Well, duh she is,” Dash said matter-of-factly, then grabbed her sandwich and took a nice, big bite out of it and laid back down. “Hm, why are you so tempted to flash your tits all of a sudden, Daring?”

“Huh?” Daring looked at her, arching an eyebrow. “W-why do you ask, squirt?” For some reason, she wasn’t sure herself. “Why am I so tempted…?” She looked down at her tits, placing her open palms on them, visibly in thoughts.

Soarin simply watched the two of them, taking a bite out of his pie. Whatever it is, she should keep going! Gosh, one incredibly horny mare and a slice of pie. This is too good to be true… I hope I’m not getting a boner…

Dash looked, somehow mesmerised by Daring’s tits… then set the sandwich and cider down and began to feel her own. “Huh… must be something in the pool water, or maybe I’ve had too much cider?” She groped her own breasts through her yellow top. “No, that can't be right.”

Soarin watched the two mares in wonder. Okay, now TWO horny mares and a slice of pie.

“The pool…?” Daring repeated Dash’s words, then blinked, looking up at her, then at the Amulet she put between her legs before the little flashing of her tits. “No, I think I… know what’s going on…” she muttered, taking the Amulet into her hands, staring at its humongous tits.

“What is it?” Soarin asked after he finished chewing the bite that was in his mouth. “Something about the amulet?”

“Yes…” Dash let go of her tits. “The amulet is supposed to affect our breasts in some way or another. But does this mean the legends are true?” She grabbed her cider cup and pressed it into her cleavage, down in the front of her top. The coldness of the cider chilled Dash’s tits, feeling good.

“As it appears, they are. Which means that…” Daring looked at Soarin. “Hey birdy, catch!” she warned him and threw the Amulet to him.

“WHOAH!” Soarin jumped up and caught the amulet, holding the pie in his other hand. Without any of them noticing, the Amulet made that little sound again, the nipple jewels shining up for a moment, right as he caught it. “What--what’s gotten into you?” His eyes darted back between Daring and Dash.

“Nothin’!” Daring replied. “I was just curious, li’l birdy.” She stood up from her sunbed. “Uh… wha?” She felt something going on, a sudden shift in her gravity, and looked down at her chest. “Are… are they bigger?” she asked her companions, holding her breasts together. They were actually slightly bigger.

Dash’s eyes getting wider. “So the myth is true then!” Realizing that the Amulet was already having an effect on her, she pulled the cider out of her cleavage and took a sip of it. “Gosh…”

Soarin blinked a few times from behind his shades, then responded. “Uh, yeah! I think they are!” He looked back at the Amulet, which he now held. Oh magical powers, please don’t stop!

“Yes, it is confirmed. But there’s also another part I haven’t told you about.” Daring took her eyes off of her tits. “And this would require us to get into a more… private place. Any of you have a cabin or a house somewhere near?” She looked around, her expression was of one's in a hurry.

Dash raised her hand. “My house is nearby. I can take you ther--WHOA!” She looked down at her chest, as it appeared that her top had become slightly tighter, and her tits slightly larger. “R-rut me…” She touched one of them, then poured some of her cider on it. The cold water caused the nipple to visibly poke out. “Um, I think it’s happening to me, too!”

Upon seeing this, Soarin gulped. Oh my Celestia. Two mares with growing breasts, standing in front of me, and a piece of pie to boot. I must be in heaven. He looked at the Amulet, then stood up, handing it to Daring. “Uh, what would this other part entail?” He wondered if the Amulet would have any effect on him.

“House nearby? Good, we should leave, now.” Daring quickly looked around, then looked at Soarin. “I will tell you later! We need to hurry! My stuff, the gold, is everything with us?”

“Uh, Dash and I will grab the bags. Your stuff is in mine. Let’s go!” Soarin ran to the bags, chomping down the pie as he ran. Dash gulped down her remaining cider, then took off and flew there faster than Soarin could run, grabbing her own bag. The commotion caused the ponies there to look once again, wondering what was happening. If only they knew.

“I’ll lead the way,” Dash said, dashing to the front gate. “Let’s go!”

“I think we should put on some clothes before--” Daring started to say, but had to stop and lean forward as her tits grew again--a complete cup size at that! Her top stretching, it became too small for her. The darker golden brown areola was visible. A few guests noticed and began to stare at her, including Soarin!

Dash turned to Daring, shocked by the highly increased bust size. Oh my gosh… my tits are going to grow out like that, too! She looked down at her chest. “N-no time,” she insisted. “We should leave, now!”

“Uh, here!” He reached into his bag and ran to Daring, taking out her gray shirt and handing it to her. “Put this on!” Of course, Soarin was already wearing his sleeveless shirt and swim trunks, so he was practically dressed anyway.

Quickly putting on her shirt, Daring ran for the gate… then stopped, realizing how stupid this is. “Dammit, why aren’t we just flying? My wings are dry now, come on!” she yelled at Soarin and Dash, slapping her forehead. As she spoke, her bust size grew even more.

Soarin nodded. “You’re right, let’s go!” Gripping tightly onto the bags, he leaped up into the air, flying straight up at the fastest speed he could go; he was a Wonderbolt, after all.

Dash started to follow, but as she looked down, her bust size had grown bigger, too! Her love pillows were pressed tightly into her top. She groaned. “I’m gettin’ too old for this…” And launched herself up after Soarin, quickly catching up to him.

Suddenly struggling to keep up, Daring flew up a few meters above the ground, but remained there, hovering. “Dammit…” She held her breasts: they were threatening to rip her shirt apart! “Quick, where is your house?” she yelled at Dash, finally catching up with them.

“It’s very close, Daring,” Dash called back to her. “Hang in there!”

…

Soon enough, they arrived at Rainbow’s magnificent abode, floating in the clouds nearby, with the large rainbow at the top and the multiple floors. Dash was the first to make it to her front door, holding it open for the others.

“Hurry! Hurry!”

Soarin flew in first, landing and setting down the bags. Daring followed next, and then Dash, who shut the door behind them, locking it tight.

Only a few seconds after landing, Daring fell on her knees, moaning in agony. “Gn-ah-gnaaahh!” she screamed.

In one swift, powerful motion, she grabbed her shirt, and with a RRRRRIP! tore it right off of her. Immediately after that, she gripped the front of her bikini top and tugged at it. SNAP! And it came right off, too. Her bountiful boobies practically exploded into view, being as large as basketballs by then, but still keeping their perfect shape!

“Oh gosh, finally!” She gasped for air. “They were so painful to keep tucked in… ahh…”

Soarin couldn’t help but stare at Daring’s rack. “Uh…” Once more, his wings popped open and he blushed, quickly turning around. “Wow, sorry about your swimsuit… guess you'll have to buy a new one, then?”

By accident, however, he turned right towards Rainbow Dash, who was gasping for air. She looked down at her own heaving--and still growing--tits. “Oh… gosh!”

Thankfully, her own top was designed as such that could stretch, so she was still able to lift it up and off of her. Her inflated love pillows popped out, revealing her perky nipples with blue areola.

She caught her breath, her tits bouncing up and down. “Uh… oh my…”

Dammit, now I’ll need Rarity to come over here and make me new clothes…

“Yeah… Marea’s Blessing is as potent as it was described…” Daring commented, looking down at her tits. “But when will they stop growing…?” She held them up with her hands. Then she stood up and walked in front of Soarin. “Little bird, what do you think, how big are they?” she asked. “E-cups? F?”

“Uh…” His face grew redder. “I really shouldn’t stare… but if you must ask…” He looked down, moving his face closer to them. “…well, I haven’t really seen enough tits to know, but if I had to guess, uh… F’s for sure.” He turned to Dash. “And Dash… oh, wow! Um… D’s? Double D’s? Fuck, I don’t know!” His wings were really stiff, and occasionally twitching. He did not expect this to happen.

Dash grinned. “Ohhhh man! My friends are gonna be soooo jealous!” She held up her breasts, gripping them tightly. Then a thought hit her and she gasped.

“Oh no!” She grabbed the Amulet away from Soarin, looking at it. “What if… what if they get as big as the mare in the Amulet? I’ll never be able to fly anywhere, they’re so heavy, and forget about joining the Wonderbolts!” She began panicking.

“Hey-hey, squirt, calm down!” Daring reacted, grabbing Dash and placing reassuring hands on her shoulders. “I had that size before all this and now you have. That means you will be able to fly and whatnot. Besides, I would have tits as large as those if that would happen, I was bigger to begin with.”

Dash sighed sadly and turned around, facing away from them. Daring turned her head back to Soarin.

“So… F-cups? Ya sure, little birdy?” She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits. “I think you should feel them up, just to be sure.”

Soarin’s eyes were as wide as two small cantaloupes. “D-daring!” he exclaimed, but didn't try to pull away. Instead, his hands remained pressed against her tits, his fingers feeling up the large, furry mounds. “Um… y-yeah, I’d say about F-cups… why?”

He also had another question on his mind. A slight bulge grew in his swim trunks, but not yet visible.

Dash, who had at first been looking away, looked back to watch Soarin and Daring. She hadn’t been expecting this to happen… but as she watched him feel Daring’s tits, a plan suddenly hatched in her mind.

“Hey Soarin, how about mine?” she asked.

“Ooh, they’re all itchy, I want you to rub them a bit… with your face, little bird!” Daring pulled Soarin’s head down and between her bosoms, forcing him to motorboat her!

Soarin could barely breathe inside there! Not that he had a problem with it, of course. “Mmf, mmmmff, mm mmmf mm mmmmfff… mmmmm…” he mumbled from inside her cleavage. His question would have to wait for later.

“Squirt, you will have to wait for your turn!” Daring told Dash, smirking near-evilly.

Dash grinned. “Oh, that’s okay with me, Daring, but don’t you think Soarin is a little… tense?” Her fingertips lightly brushed against his wings. “I say he could use a nice massage.”

She placed her hands onto his wings, facing behind him, and began rubbing gently against them. Soarin gasped. No rutting way… She’s giving me a wingjob!

“Yeah, perhaps you are right, squirt. But wait… I feel like he is a little stiff… somewhere else.” Daring reached down and felt out Soarin’s growing erection through his swim trunks. “Ah, he is! I must massage the stiffness out of him, poor little birdy,” she said in mocking tone. Then she proceeded to reach inside them and take hold of his cock, first running her fingers along it, then beginning to jack him off.

This was too much for poor ol’ Soarin: he quickly pulled his head out from inside Daring’s rack and looked at the two mares. “W-why are you two so horny all of a sudden?” he asked. “Is this part of Marea’s Blessing? A-and another thing, Daring, you told me there was another part of the Blessing. I-if I may ask… wha-wha-what is it?”

He was getting shivers all throughout his body: the combined wingjob and handjob was driving him mad! Then again, being a pegasus, Dash knew exactly where the pleasure spots were. The entire time as she massaged him, she bore a big grin. She only stopped massaging his wings for a second, as she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up, pulling it over his head--his wings moved out of the way as she did this. She then immediately returned to the massaging. To make it better, she moved forward and began rubbing her breasts on Soarin’s lower back. He could feel her hardened nipples pressed against his body.

“The two things are the same one, birdy: this is the other effect…” Daring answered as she stroked his shaft, intending to make it as hard as possible. “Mares who touch the Amulet will grow huuuge tits and become extreeeemely horny. That and they’re twenty times more fertile, yes…”

When she finished speaking, she crouched down to Soarin’s crotch and pulled down his swim trunks. His stallionhood swung out, fully erect. She got on eye level with it, ready for a taste.

Soarin gulped. Uh, remind me to wear condoms if I ever get to do it with you or Dash, then… he thought. Gosh, this is weird, and I’ve heard of some weird shit, like that guy from another world who arrived in Ponyville a few months back.

But even though he was nearly hypnotized by this assault on his senses, there was one thing Daring had said that got him. She had only talked about the Amulet’s effects on mares. She had never mentioned the effects on stallions. I need to ask about this!

“Uh, y-you’re t-telling me the effects on mares. Wh-what about stallions?” He was already horny from the wingjob and handjob, so the part about becoming horny wouldn’t be a problem for him.

The answer to his question was given in the form of a loooooong lick across the side of his cock. He could notice that it felt way longer than it was supposed to be.

“This, little birdy… you grow, heheh…” Daring replied and took the first two inches of Soarin’s cock into her mouth, massaging it around with her tongue.

Dash gawked at Soarin’s extended member. Pegasi were already known for having the longest ones of all the pony races, so his being longer? Dash had to get that inside of her some way or another!

Soarin gulped; some pre already leaked out, he was so horny from what had already happened.

“Sweet m-mother of Celestia…” he stuttered out.

He was so distracted that he didn’t notice Dash let go of his wings and walk in front of him. As she did this, she grabbed his right hand and pressed it on her left breast. This immediately snapped Soarin out of his distracted haze, and he looked down to Dash’s tit. Curiously, he felt it up. It was nice and plump, though not as big as Daring’s. It felt good in his hand, and he began massaging it, with Dash off to the side.

As Daring bobbed her head back and forth, she kept only the tip of his member in her mouth, until she pulled back, looking up at him. He looked back down, though still keeping his hand pressed on Dash’s tit.

“Little bird, have I ever told you the time when I had the luck to meet a bush monster with tentacles? It spared me from my gag reflex!”

Then she did something strange: she turned around, leaned back, getting into the infamous bridge position, her mouth located right in front of Soarin’s twitching member.
A moment later she opened her mouth and moved forward, taking the entirity of his cock into her mouth and throat! From tip to base!

Soarin’s eyes rolled back and his mouth fell open. “Oh… my gosh…” The size increasing was even more obvious now as it was bulging out Daring’s throat.

Dash rolled her eyes. Pfft, showoff… And she grabbed his other hand and pressed it onto her right breast, moving them around on her chest in a massaging type of manner. Soarin looked down and turned his attention back to them. He felt the various parts of her breasts, as his hands wound up on her nipples.

But he could no longer give any attention to them, as at that moment, Daring practically swallowed his member and massaged it with her tongue: she did it so masterfully, it was like his cock was inside a tight and luxurious cock-milking machine!

Soarin’s teeth grinded together, as he let out a large grunt. “Uuuunnnngghhhh!” And he shot his seed down her throat.

However, the action also inevitably led to him squeezing Dash’s nipples tightly as soon as this happened. Dash let out a light moan from this.

As soon as Soarin was finished cumming, Dash made a suggestion. “Guys… let’s take this to my bedroom.” She wanted to experiment with some things.

Daring slowly backed away a bit, releasing Soarin’s dick and licking her lips as she did so. “Yeah, let’s go. I want that thing inside me again!" She said, standing up, unable to look anywhere but at Soarin’s member.

Dash shook her head at Daring. “Uh, nonononono. You were first to give him head, AND first to get him to touch your tits.”

Soarin blinked a few times, now outside of his stupor. “W-wait! Don’t I have any say in this?”

"No!" Dash snapped, then returned her glance to Daring. “Plus, you cut me off as soon as I got him to touch mine.”

Soarin sighed and twisted one of Dash’s nipples, wanting to see her reaction.

“Clearly, I should be--AAAHN!” she moaned, shutting her eyes. This caused Soarin to chuckle.

“The first to tone it down, squirt!” Daring finished Dash’s sentence. “Where is your bedroom? Upstairs?” She looked around for the first time, then looked down at her crotch. “Guess I won’t need this anymore…”

She pulled off her swimming panties and threw at Soarin’s head. They managed to land right on top of it, settling on his mane like a hat! His ears flopped as he pulled them off of his head and set them down next to Daring’s bag. He looked at the mare, staring at her fully naked form, and his eyes settled on her vulva.

Dash groaned and began walking to the stairs. “My bedroom is upstairs. Follow me. We might have to move Tank, though; he often sleeps on my bed.”

Then she looked down at her own swimsuit bottoms. “And while I'm at it…” She untied the knot in her swimsuit bottoms and dropped them, letting them fall to the ground and giving Soarin a view of her nicely toned ass.

“First mare up gets Soarin’s dick first!” And she sped up the stairs.

Daring only rolled her eyes, then she stepped next to Soarin, pushing herself against his side, and trapping his right arm between her tits. “How about going slower instead?” she asked in a quite alluring tone of voice.

Soarin turned to Daring and smirked at her. “Don’t worry, both of you will get a turn.”

And he pinched her nipple before following Dash to her bedroom. Daring sighed and ran after him.

…

Dash’s room had a large bed, enough for all three of them to fit in, as well as some posters on the wall. When Dash and Soarin entered, they saw a tortoise sleeping on the bed. Dash bent over to speak to him, unintentionally presenting her cheeks and pussy to Soarin.

“Hey, Tank!” she greeted the tortoise. “Uh, Dashie needs this bed now. I promise I’ll give it back afterwards!”

The tortoise yawned, then nuzzled Dash, who smiled. Then he zoomed off of the bed, with a propellor that was tied to his back. Dash stood back up and moved the bedsheets off the bed, leaving only the bottom sheet for them to lie on. Around that time, Daring arrived upstairs as well. She was holding her tits again, keeping both of her nipples in a continuous but gentle pinch.

“Huh, roomy,” she commented. “Cute tortoise, by the way,” she added, looking at Tank flying by. “So, what do we do now?”

Soarin immediately jumped on the bed. “I have an idea.” And he lay on his back. “I’ll be on my back, and one of you lovely mares can jump on my dick and do your thing. Meanwhile, the other can be on my face, where I can pleasure her too.” Then he turned to Dash. “Do you have any, uh, protection? I know Daring said you’re super fertile now, so…”

Dash’s vag was already gleaming, she was so horny! She opened a drawer on her bedside table and pulled out a pack of condoms. “You kidding me? I always come prepared!” She took one out and slid it on Soarin’s member. “Daring, you take the high end…”

“Mhm…” Daring nodded, reaching down to rub her own pussy: she was quite horny as well! “Hope you are ready for this, little bird..:” She said then as she climbed up on the bed and above Soarin, presenting her gleaming wet marehood to him as she got into position.

He licked his lips. “I’m more than ready!” He was staring up into the marehood of a sexy adventurer, something he never thought he would do that day, and it was magnificent!

Dash looked at Soarin’s massive member, which she positioned accordingly so it was right below her.

“I hope I can fit this all in,” she muttered, then slowly slid herself down onto it. Putting her hands down on the bed, she began slowly moving her hips back and forth, each time taking in a slightly longer portion. At this point, his wang was so long that there was no way Dash could bottom him out. But he was still being pleasured as much as she could be, as Dash rode up and down on him.

At the same time, Daring descended as well, placing her cunny right on Soarin’s mouth. While she was at it, she returned to play with her own tits, especially the nipples.

“Go on, tongue master, show me what you got!” she said in a mocking tone, wanting him to do his best.

He stuck his tongue out and took a nice long lick across Daring’s pussy. Hmm. Tastes like adventure!

At the length it was, Soarin’s schween was hitting Dash’s G spot easily, but it would take more to get him off than just that. Dash began panting heavily, while she moved her hips back and forth, taking in as much of his cock as could fit. “Hah… ah… gosh, this is long!” she gasped between breaths.

“Mnhh… that’s it, little birdy, keep at it!” Daring moaned, finding Soarin to actually be good with his tongue. “Did you train yourself to do this?” she asked, imagining the mares he must have eaten out before.

“Ah…” Soarin pulled his head away for a moment. “Let’s… ah! Just say I had an… encounter with Spitfire in the changing room once.” He then pushed back up to continue licking; with his hands, he reached up and twisted Daring’s nipples!

As Dash moved up and down, she looked at Soarin’s face and smirked. “Heh… you should tell me more about this encounter… oh, oh gosh!” He could feel some early excitement in her cunt.

“Spitfire, hmm?” Daring hummed as began to slowly grind her hips back and forth, obviously beginning to enjoy the tongue-work of Soarin a bit more. “I have met her before… she was too…” She tried to find a good word for a few moments. “…disciplined.”

She wouldn't know the half of it! Soarin thought to himself. Oh gosh… Dash's pussy is TIGHT! It's working wonders for me… He began moving his own hips in the same rhythm of Dash’s, while moving his hands to grab onto Daring’s hips and lightly massage her on the cutie marks.

Dash was slowly getting closer herself. But she wasn’t there yet: with her hands she grabbed onto her own tits. They were big enough that she moved one of them up and licked her own nipple while she moved up and down.

“Ah… I’ve never been able to do this before…” She was panting and breathing heavier. This was the most pleasure she’d had!

Soarin’s actions were well received. Daring let out a few but louder moans of pleasure, taking her breasts into her hands like Dash did, except she began to play with her own nipples again. The thing Soarin did to them made her miss the feeling; she got close to her orgasm with it, too.

“Little birdy, how long is your tongue?” she asked.

Soarin didn’t answer, instead knowing exactly what he should do: he stuck his tongue deep into her pussy, exploring every fold and crevice of her marehood, going as far as he could go. The musky smell from both mares, as well as Dash’s actions on his dick, made him extremely horny, and he squirted out some pre into his condom.

Daring was close too, but not close enough. She increased the speed of her grinding, twitching in her whole body from time to time.

Dash could tell Soarin was getting close, as she was too! Some more excitement came out, as she rode up and down on him, feeling her breasts. She continued breathing heavily, occasionally throwing out a gasp of pleasure, or a tiny moan.

“Ah… ah… oh gosh… guys, I’m… I'm gonna… AHHH!”

She couldn’t take it anymore, and moved down, her eyes shut and her mouth wide open. A huge blush was on her face as her pussy clamped down tightly on Soarin’s cock and her vaginal fluids flowed around it.

The clamping on Soarin’s member was enough to push him over the edge: he thrusted forward one final time and squirted his load into Dash, as she practically milked his cock of his cum. But despite this, he wanted to make Daring cum sooner, so to do this, he pulled her down on his face and stuck his tongue as far into her pussy as he possibly could.

Daring moaned loudly. “I’m cumming!” And she really was: her inner muscles clamped down on Soarin’s tongue, trapping him there for a few seconds before letting him go again. Her girl juices had the opportunity to drip inside his mouth in those seconds. She was quite happy to see him taking it all.

“Wow little bird, nice catch…” she said as she tried to catch her breath, quite exhausted.

As soon as Soarin was done cumming, Dash finally pulled out and fell backwards onto her rump. “Ah… oh gosh… we should clean ourselves off…”

With an agreeing nod, Daring got off of Soarin and stood up, looking for something to wipe herself.

“Hey squirt, got anything to clean up this mess?” She took her left breast into her left palm again, idly playing with her nipple.

Soarin was now finally able to catch his breath, as he panted loudly. He looked down at the extended length of his cock. I’ll need to get remeasured for my Wonderbolt uniform for sure… eh, whatever. He stood up and hopped off the bed.

“We have some towels in the bathroom. Follow me!” Dash jumped up off the bed and ran out the door and down the hall.

“A’right…” Daring followed her. “Are you coming?” she asked Soarin, swaying her hips as she walked.

Soarin nodded and followed the two lovely mares. We need to do this again! I particularly want to touch those boobies, mmm-hmm…

Dash was already in the bathroom, washing herself off at the faucet. “Daring,” she began, “do you know if the effects of this are permanent?” A legitimate question; being constantly horny might inconvenience her.

“Hmm…” Daring hummed, thinking about it for a few seconds. “...well, I know for fact that the material changes are indeed permanent, so these babies won’t go away.” She grasped her own tits and shook them, a real eye-candy for Soarin.

“But the horniness… it should get back to normal soon. I give it two weeks at the max.”

Then she leaned over and whispered to Soarin. “The fertility won't go away either, tee-hee!” And with that, she jump-hugged him, squishing her bountiful breasts on his chest.

Soarin gulped. “So my junk will remain this size… awesome!” He grinned, hugging Daring back. “I’ll be the envy of the entire Wonderbolts!” And he pulled away, squeezing her tits once before washing himself off.

He wasn’t the only one grinning, as Dash had a smile so big, it might as well have been one of Daring’s tits.

“And I’ll be the envy of all my friends, including Fluttershy--and she has DD’s!” Then she looked at Daring. “I bet you’ll be getting even more stallions staring, eh Daring?”

“Oh, I’ve had my fair share of them till now, squirt. But I don’t mind the big guns, really!” She looked in a mirror and gazed at herself in awe. “Actually, I think I should play a role in a certain kind of movie, they say it pays well!”

Flapping his wings, Soarin floated up to where his crotch was visible in the mirror above the sink. “Hm, I can see myself doing that, too. If Captain Spitfire gets to pose nude for Playcolt, I should get to do something similar!”

Dash shrugged. “I dunno, guys. Why would you ever need to do porn? Your normal jobs pay well, right?” Then she blinked a few times. “Though… I can imagine all three of us making a porno based on this scenario right now.” She stroked her chin.

“Hmmm... squirt, do you have a camcorder lying around somewhere?” Daring asked, an idea forming in her sex-filled mind.

As Soarin admired himself in the mirror, his member accidentally poked Daring in the chest.

“I think I could set up a few… things…”

Daring tried to continue but her attention was taken by Soarin’s dick: she suddenly bent down and took the tip of it into her mouth, giving it a good lick, and then releasing it. “Mhm, sorry, couldn’t help it!”

Soarin gasped, immediately getting hard again. As he moved downward, his stallionhood settled in between her cleavage. He stared at her directly in the eyes, then pulled back.

“Daring. Dash. Bedroom. Tits. Now.”

Dash looked up at him, surprised. “Um… Soarin? W-we just finished! You really want to go again after this?”

Soarin frowned at Dash. “YES. TITS.” And he grabbed her by the hand and practically pulled her into her own bedroom.

“Dibs to be on his left side!” Daring cheekily commented, completely forgetting about cleaning herself, and quickly made her way to the bedroom, giggling like a school filly.

…

Once they were inside, Dash kneeled on the right side of the bed. “Uh, so, how exactly do we…?” she asked.

“Really simple, squirt!” Daring began to explain cheerfully. “Little birdy will lie down here…” She patted the bed. “…and we use our new equipment to pleasure him!” She took hold of her own tits, pressing them together.

“Might require some lubricating, though, such as…” She licked her lips in a seductive manner. “…a coat of saliva, hmm?”

In all, it was a good plan. Soarin grinned as he laid down on the bed.

“Work your magic, girls!” His member was standing fully erect for both to enjoy.

Dash nodded. “Right, sir!” she said, giving a salute.

The next thing she did was wrap her lips around Soarin’s shaft and took as much of it into her mouth as she could, until it was too much and her gag reflex kicked in. She pulled away, coughing. “Uh, Daring, you might be better at this…”

“Mmm-hmm!” she nodded, taking Dash’s place. As she proved before, she could take all of it into her mouth. Though the current pose didn’t let her deepthroat Soarin's sizable member, she did her best to at least give it a proper mouth hug.

After half a minute she came up for air and proposed the next thing. “Squirt, let’s lick him up good, a’right?” And she proceeded to give a long lick to Soarin’s cock, from tip to the base.

“Ohhhhh…” This caused Soarin to let out a slight moan. “K-keep going!” he whispered.

“You heard him!” Dash then leaned down and gave another long lick, though from the other way: starting at the base and moving all the way up to the tip. “Do you think it's enough yet?”

“No way it is…” Daring answered, beginning to lap around Soarin’s dick with her tongue stuck out as far as it goes, coating it with saliva completely… on her side.

“Challenge accepted!”

And Dash extended her tongue out completely, covering her own side with a coat of saliva, and trying not to go over to Daring’s; she didn’t want to touch Daring’s tongue by accident.

However, Daring had a different idea. When Dash wasn’t expecting it, she pecked her on the cheek. Dash’s eyes popped open, surprised. Then Daring kissed her on the mouth for a moment.

Dash pulled back, shocked and blushing immensely. “Daring! What the hay?!”

Soarin grinned. “Oh boy, here we go!”

I’ll be needing some popcorn for this!

Dash turned to Soarin, pointing an accusatory finger at him. “Oh don’t you start!” she snapped.

Soarin shrugged dismissively. Well, excuse a man for having fantasies of his own!

“Ohhh, what is this sound I'm hearing…?” Daring asked back, putting a hand to her ear, in a quite mocking manner. “Is this… is this clucking? Can you hear it, Soarin?” She grinned, knowing exactly how to trick Dash into something. “Cluck-cluck, a chicken, yes it is!” She mocked her.

Dash’s face flushed even redder. “I'm not bi… that’s not my bag, man!” she said through grinding teeth.

“Brawwk!” Daring continued mocking. “Cyan feathers, magenta eyes, chicken!”

Dash finally had enough. She forcefully grabbed Daring. “You want some of this?” And kissed her on the mouth again.

The initial second of surprise quickly passed and Daring shifted her gaze to look at Soarin, winking at him. She was doing all this to entertain him! Deciding to show dominance, she responded to the kiss with ferocious tongue fighting.

Dash fought back only for a few more seconds before finally pulling away. “Ptpblehh!” She wiped off her tongue and made a gagging noise. “Never again! Weren’t we gonna do something else anyway?”

And she moved her chest around Soarin’s member, her breasts bouncing as she got into position.

Daring couldn’t help but giggle at Dash’s adorable reaction, then took hold of her own breasts and placed them ‘in position.’

“Yes, we were…” With that said, she began to rhythmically stroke Soarin’s sizable member with her tits, taking it between them, moving whole-bodily to enhance the effect!

“Yes, like that… well Dash?” Soarin had been waiting for this for awhile now, Daring could see him shiver with anticipation.

Dash grinned. “So, something like this?” And she moved her tits forward until they wrapped around the other end and began moving them up and down, in the same rhythm as Daring.

This caused both mares’ tits to press onto each other. Feeling the hardened nipples of Dash pressing onto her own made Daring grin. She had the idea of not only giving a great double titjob to Soarin but also try to pleasure Dash via her nipples! She completely synchronized to Dash in rhythm, carefully making sure that her nipples are in continuous connection with Dash’s.

Dash smiled as she kept in rhythm with Daring, moving up and down along his member. “Ooh, this is… huh… first time doing this, more challenging than I figured.”

Especially with it this long! Heh, I love this… he and I will definitely have some fun later.

“I thought you are all the way and back for a challenge, eh squirt?” Daring asked her, changing slightly her position to be able to do her ‘next trick’: she leaned back a bit, parted her legs slightly more and quickened the pace and the length her breasts were covering with each cycle of glorious stroking against Soarin’s stallion meat!

“Oh… oh my gosh!” Soarin’s wings unfolded to their full length, he was unable to control them. “Keep… keep it up!” he panted out.

“Try to keep up!” Daring jokingly warned Dash as she settled the new pace.

Dash furrowed her eyebrows: she had to use her legs slightly to move her body up and down. It was challenging since she had smaller tits, though.

Not wanting to disappoint, Daring went as far as giving a good lick to the head of Soarin’s cock each time she was on the bottom of the cycle, her tits engulfing the base of his dick. Curious about how would Dash react, she made a little moan to get her attention. A new challenge?

Soarin’s eyes popped open. Oooh shit, they just zapped him a little closer to cumming. He squirted out a little bit of pre.

Dash would have to work a little harder to measure to this.

Dash began sweating with the exercise she was getting moving her body up and down. Okay, you want to play it that way? The next time she went down, she gave Soarin’s tip a lick on her side, and then moved back up. Challenge accepted.

Smirking, seeing that her plan is fulfilling itself, Daring didn’t change anything, she just kept going. Knowing exactly when will Soarin get to the top, she had no other need than to go on… and possibly see Dash tire herself out before the big event happens!

Soarin gasped for breath as he got even closer. Ohhh my gosh... best day ever? I think so! Some more pre squirted out.

Dash was getting more and more tired with every motion up and down. The young flyer didn’t know how much longer she could even take at this rate. Not to mention, the motion of her nipples against Daring’s were getting her horny.

“Getting tired already, squirt?” Daring mocked. “Awww, but we just began!” She tilted her head towards Soarin, signaling to Dash to look at him. “See his expression? Almost done!”

She took as much of the stallion’s shaft into her mouth as she could. She wanted to end it, right there. This was enough to push Soarin over the edge, and his eyes rolled back as he shot his wad into her mouth. As the orgasm went on, Soarin, too, was tired out as it seemed.

“(pant pant) So… so much better than masturbating…” He gasped for breath.

Dash was already out of breath by this point. “Ooohhhh…” She fell to the floor, wings catching her fall. “I can’t go on… you win, Daring…” she panted as her hands landed on her chest, feeling her nipples again.

Swallowing as much as she could, though still missing a few droplets as they dripped through her tightly sealed lips, Daring felt a good feeling of satisfaction. She had already tasted Soarin, but this one was sweeter, like victory is sweet. As soon as she was able to come up, she took a big breath and began to lightly chuckle.

“Oh, you guys are lightweights~!” She rolled her eyes. “Little bird, how much strength do you have in yourself?” Clearly, she wasn’t sated.

Soarin panted. “Uh… w-Wonderbolts are known for speed, not strength… b-but I guess I have some? Why, do you want me to do more?” Having given his dick a workout thrice already in the past hour, he didn’t know how much more he could take.

Dash got up, looking desperately at both ponies, sweating and blushing all the while. “G-guys… I need somepony to grab my tits… make me cum… NOW!” She didn’t even care at this point if it was Daring who did so.

Making an actually unsure expression, Daring looked at Soarin. “Say birdy, could you do that while I make myself home atop you?” she asked him casually.

“Uh, sure?” he asked unsurely. Then realized: this meant he got to touch (and possibly lick) Dash’s nipples! So he gave a salute. “Yes ma’am!” And sat up in bed. “Wait, how will this work? I’m unsure of the pose.”

“Oh, nothing’s more easy!” Daring began to explain, smiling. “Birdy, you’ll just sit back, squirt will get next to you, boobs on your mouth level, while I’m doing my part of the job. See?” She pointing around with her finger to make the poses understandable. “Easy-peasy lemon squeezy!” She grinned.

Soarin grinned at the prospect. “C’mere!” He reached out and tried to grab Dash’s breasts. His hand settled on her left one, which caused her to let out a very quiet, girlish moan. She moved over to Soarin to get into the position Daring had recommended.

Meanwhile, Daring wasn’t sluggish in executing her plan: she climbed atop Soarin, taking his still hard member into her hands as she positioned herself above him.
After a few adjustments and little positioning she slowly descended. The tip of Soarin’s wang first only parted her nether lips; then, because of how slick it had become over the lickings and blowjobs, it popped into her in one go, quickly followed by Daring’s final descent. She speared herself onto that mighty manhood, her lips touching his groin as she took his whole length in. How did she fit it in her? The adventures she had mentioned, and the bulge in her belly, probably explained it.

Soarin gasped at this. Not because he was horny, but because he never knew a mare to take that much length in without it hitting her cervix. How did she even do something like that?! But his attention quickly turned back to Dash, and he grabbed her tits--which were admittedly not as big as Daring’s, but still very big--and began massaging them with his hands; his thumb and index fingertips landed on her nipples, which he gently pinched and twisted.

Dash’s eyes shut with the pleasure. This stimulation helped her get closer, but that wasn't all: while Soarin’s fingers worked on Dash’s tits, one of her hands went down and began rubbing her pussy. She needed to cum, and soon!

Letting out a pleasured sigh, Daring began to slowly and cautiously move herself upwards. Feeling such length inside her, twitching and making her feel full, she realized how much she missed this! In a few moments she began a first slow but gradually quickening pace.

As his junk was simultaneously worked in Daring’s vag, Soarin continued working on Dash’s breasts, feeling them up and playing with the nipples… then, when she didn’t expect it, he leaned in and took one of them into his mouth, moving his tongue around it. Dash gasped at it, then her other hand reached behind Soarin’s head, forcing him to continue licking her tits. Her other hand still ran across her gleaming marehood.

Daring, on the other hand, started really enjoying it! Quickening the pace, bringing the sound of her derriere spanking against Soarin’s crotch, she leaned back, her cowgirl position allowing her to do the best of it!

“I wish I could fuck you everyday~!” she sang out, her humongous tits bouncing up and down as she rode her ‘little birdy.’

Why can’t you? Soarin thought. Or at least one of you, I’d love to wake up each morning to a nice fuck!

He increased the intensity of his licking on Dash’s nipple, and then switched to the next one. Dash began letting out little moans with every lick, as she pleasured herself down below. She was getting close, though it would take a little more…

The only thing louder than her moans were Daring’s: she entered a crescendo of lustful moans as she approached her orgasm, her sexual fluids leaking out of her pussy copiously.

“G-goodness… not even that… tribe of jungle minotaurs… gosh!” She tried to say something in connection with her adventures--again.

Okay, how many times has she been rutted on her voya--ahhh! Soarin squirted some pre into her, brought closer by her wetness and the sounds of Dash’s and Daring’s moans. He only briefly stopped licking Dash’s nipple… only to press both of them together with his hands and lick them simultaneously!

Dash’s eyes shot open. This was too much! “Ah… AHN!” she moaned out.

This stimulation pushed her over the edge, and her hand soon became drenched in vaginal fluids. A few more powerful thrusts downwards, the rhythmic slapping sounds and the bouncing of her tits, and Daring couldn’t take it anymore: just like Dash, she came, absolutely drenching Soarin’s crotch with all the excitement her body could possibly create! Her moan became an elongated sigh as she rode out her orgasm, her inner walls tightly clamped down on Soarin's cock in the same time, trying to milk him for his cum! And this was, of course, enough to just push Soarin over the edge, as he shot his load inside Daring, filling her up. Letting go of Dash’s nipples, he exhaled a large breath of air.

“(pant pant) Was… was that good enough for you?” And he promptly passed out from exhaustion.

Dash struggled to catch her breath. “V-very…” She looked at Soarin, who had fallen onto the bed. “H-hey! That’s my bed!” She tiredly crawled up onto the bed next to Soarin… only to pass out herself very soon after.

“Yepp… good,” Daring agreed, her orgasm slowly passing. “Too bad I have to take the pills now. Oh well.” She shrugged and leaned forward, planting a kiss on Soarin’s cheek before standing up to grab some paper towels.

“And now, where is the Amulet?”

…

The hours passed as Dash and Soarin slept on her bed. The sun was finally setting when Soarin woke up. He didn’t see Dash’s clock in the room, but he assumed it must have been around 7:30. I remember... I remember what happened! Where is she?

“Uh, Daring?” he called out, but to no response. “Daring!”

He tried to sit up, but found Dash curled next to him in her bed, with her left wing wrapped around him on the front. Oh, right… Not knowing what else to do to wake her up, he reached over and pinched her right nipple.

“A-Ahhn!” Dash woke up with a moan of pleasure… then looked at Soarin and blushed. “Oh… sorry.” She sat up and looked around. “Daring? Daring? Where are you?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out…” Soarin replied. He looked down on the edge of the bed to see a folded-up piece of paper. “Hey, wait a second! She… she left a note!” He picked it up and looked at it.

Dash leaned in, inadvertently pressing her tits onto him. “What does it say?” she asked.

Soarin read the note aloud. “‘To Rainbow Dash and Soarin, I’m sorry I had to run off, I had other important business to attend to. But I just wanted to let you know that this has been an interesting experience, let’s say. Certainly one I wouldn’t mind sharing again. I left two thirds of the money for you two to split in a bag by the bed.’”

He glanced next to the bed to find the bag of money. “Huh… well, what do you know. Uh, ‘I have the Amulet with me now and I hope the two of you have fun with your new, enhanced parts, but always remember to use protection! Well, I’ll be off exploring and possibly looking for other artifacts of the old gods, but after today I wouldn’t mind if either of you wanted to join in. Squirt, you know where I live if you and Birdy wanted to help. Have fun! ~D.D.’ That’s all.”

He put down the letter and leaned back onto the bed. He sighed, smiling at Dash. “I suspect we’ll be seeing more of Daring, this isn’t the last time we’ll run into her.”

Dash smiled back. “Yeah, I sure hope not.”

The two went silent for a while, then a grin came to Dash’s face. She wrapped a wing around Soarin once more and pulled him close.

“So, Soarin,” she began, “mind telling me more about that ‘encounter’ with Spitfire?”

Author's Note

Kirb: Alright, my second collaboration with my longtime friend and prereader Zephyr, and my girlfriend, Dana, also decided to join. And phew! This took us much longer than I originally intended. Hell, it went on for longer than I’d wanted, too. I’d intended to be 25 pages at max, but it somehow stretched out to 40! Anyway, this was our entry into Ebony Stallion’s “Fun in the Sun” Contest. It took really long, though, and I only barely made it in. By the end, it admittedly felt like kind of a tedious clusterfuck to write, anyway. But I think we all had a good time writing it. Zeph, what are your thoughts?

Zeph: Well well, I would say that in all, this was a nice experience. As I read through it, I could only think about how this should be made into a comic! But anyway, long it was, done it is, and now let’s see if the readers can guess who controlled who in the story! Cheers!

Dana: Hi! Well, for my first and probably only piece of writing I’m glad I was able to do this. As Kirb said, it felt like a chore to do by the end, since it went on too long and we all had other things to do, but I hope it’s not a chore to read! Enjoy!