"I think you should be the one to test it," Hoofbeats said to her friend.

"Me? Are you sure?" Brightray asked, "I don’t know anything about quality or-"

Hoofbeats cut her off. "You deserve it. The past couple of weeks have been stressful, and you've been a good friend to me."

"But, we tried already. It didn't work."

"It'll be ok. I can see you slowly changing and I think you might be ready to open up."

Brightray lowered her voice to a whisper even though there was nopony around. "You mean... open up about the gay stuff?"

"Just sexuality in general. Besides, I recently filed as an LLC, so as long as I'm representing my business interests I'm technically a genderless corporation, and that can't be gay unless I go downtown and start humping the local McPones, and I wouldn't do that because I want to invent adult Happy Meals."

Brightray scoffed at the notion. "You don't just get licensing deals with McPones; not unless you're peddling Szechuan sauce."

"Says who? Big Mac did it, and so did Princess McFlurryheart, both based on their connections. Shit, I don't think either of them even speak. I just have to be up the right asses."

"I feel like this conversation's gone off on a tangent"

"Well, call me your derivative because this tangent's going right up against those curves.”

This was somewhat advanced stuff for their vague and unspecified age group, but Brightray felt a warm tingle inside of her and she realized that it's surprisingly easy to get Pavloved into a calculus fetish. The idea that infinitely minute values could measure a closed area was fascinating. She shook her head and held up the phallus. It seemed to shake more in her hooves than in Hoofbeats'. Perhaps she herself was shaking, but then she thought maybe she was holding it wrong. Maybe a dick needed to be held in just the right way, like a cat.

"Come on, stop cradling it!” Hoofbeats said sharply, "Are we doing this or not?"

"I, uhh..." she fumbled with her grip, and the other mare snatched the vibrator away.

"Just get your flower-flanked ass in the bedroom."

They trotted upstairs and Brightray spread herself on the bed like the world's most awkward starfish. Hoofbeats winced at the sight of her open slit. The pink folds of flesh reminded her of this ham sandwich she saw once in Griffonstone. She wasn't sure if she was more disgusted by the idea of childbirth or lunchmeat, but clearly vaginas were not her preference. Both ponies secretly took comfort in the fact that she was indeed a genderless LLC, so this was totally no homo, bro. She moved some pillows and repositioned herself to make the area more accessible.

"How do you feel?" she asked.

"Nervous."

"Let's just, uhhh, maybe don't be so stiff. Try to relax."

Brightray untensed a little. She went from looking like a stiff dead pony to a freshly dead pony.

"So, let's not make this complicated. I don't want to get into any fantasies or anything. Let's just make you feel good."

Hoofbeats took the vibrator and pressed it gently against her friend's virgin clit. She winced and pulled back.

"Wait, I wasn't ready." She tensed up again. "Ok, now maybe."

She repeated the action. Brightray retreated again with a squeak.

"Do you want it or not?" she asked.

"Maybe. I don't know. I didn't expect it to feel like that."

"Like this?" She pressed it up against her again.

There was another squeal.

"Yeah! Please don't do that again," she said, as she spread her legs wider and inched closer.

"Wait, I'm getting mixed messages. Do you like it or not?"

"Nooo, dooon't," she answered in a seemingly sarcastic tone.

"Do we need a safe word or something? Are you trying to do a bit right now or is it really too much for you? Because, if it's all the same to you, I'd rather not be doing this, and I especially don’t want to get into anything tsundere."

"No, no. Sorry. I'm not play acting. It's just really sensitive and I don't know if I can take it. Like, I really want it to keep going but everytime it touches me it's almost too much."

"Maybe this was a bad idea. I literally don't have a baseline with you. I don't know if the magic is strong or you're just completely untouched."

A voice rang in from the other room, “HAVE YOU TRIED SHOVING IT UP HER ASS!?”

“FOR FUCK’S SAKE, MOM, STAY OUT OF THIS!”

Brightray interjected, “What if we just took it slow? Like if you started by just touching it?”

Hoofbeats gritted her teeth and put down the dick. She slowly reached over and started rubbing around the general area without looking at it.

“Wow, that’s… you’re really just not into this, are you?”

“No, I’m into it,” Hoofbeats lied, “I really want to help you.”

“Then why are you a meter away?”

“It’s just… Ok, at this point can we just admit we aren’t sexually compatible? I’ve been half-heartedly trying for your sake, but this is something you will have to just explore on your own.”

Brightray let out a resigned sign, because that which does not fit will not ship. However, that won’t stop two mares from engaging in a little platonic cuddling. Hoofbeats laid next to her and put a friendly hoof around her shoulder. They lay together for a brief while, just feeling each other’s warmth and breathing. After Brightray was asleep, she slipped out of the room to wash off the dildo. It hadn’t been used internally yet, and she was thinking it was acceptable to save it for someone else later. Also, she kind of had to pee.

Author's Note

So, I've decided this is more of a sex comedy and a coming-of-age story than a clopfic, so I made this scene more realistic than sexy. It closely mirrors an experience of my own, actually.

Don't be butthurt; you have lots of erotica options available to you, like this one https://www.fimfiction.net/story/388937/help-me-doctor-dick .