Faulty Hoofcuffs

The day before passed rather uneventfully, everypony so busy in their preparations, no one really noticed that Fluttershy was missing most of the day, or that Twilight never cast a single spell. Rarity happily made some new rave clothes, while Spike and the girls happily bugged Shining, much to the Captains dismay, but he did enjoy it, though he would never tell them that or they would never leave. That evening though was special, as a certain cyan mare was wheeled out the front door of the hospital, being taken to her temporary home by her best friends.

"Thanks for coming everypony!" Rainbow beamed as Soarin loaded her into a carriage the Princesses had sent, "It means a lot to have you all here."

"Ah wouldn't have missed it for anything," Applejack smiled warmly at her rival and friend.

"Same here. How's the leg?" Twilight asked motioning to the slung left foreleg.

"It hurts. I ain't gonna lie, but Rap's alive, so it was worth it," Rainbow said hugging the limb tight. Nopony really wanted to bring that up, not with the kids here. The gang arrived and dispersed at the castle, each group heading to it's own bed for a night of needed rest. But Twilight though, sweet as she is, refused to take her eyes off of Rarity, for fear that in the morning, it would be a stranger in her bed. But eventually nature won, the metronome or Rarity's heart lulling Twilight into a restfull sleep finally with her beloved marefriend clutched tightly.

The next morning, Rarity awoke to a rather sweaty lavender mare holding her tight, nuzzling the poor mare.

"Twilight darling, please," Rarity laughed as she tried to wake up the snoozing mare, "You're all sweaty. Gah, why are you so hot?"

"Because you're a bucking furnace Rare," Twilight said with her eyes screwed shut.

"Well that is hardly my fault," Rarity scoffed playfully.

"No, it's your parent's. They made you too damn cute and then too damn warm. They're evil," Twilight said as Rarity playfully pawed at her.

"They are not," Rarity scoffed again.

"Evil!" Twilight insisted as Rarity finally dragged the lavender mare out of bed, letting the two finally take a shower. Twilight tended to hog the water more, while Rarity hogged the mirror. But in the end it worked out well for the two, as far as Twilight was concerned, because they still knew each other. Although, there were a few uninvited guests in the room as they stepped out.

"Damn," Scootaloo said under her breath watching Twilight and Rarity strut out, thinking they were alone.

"Scoot, y'all need help," Apple Bloom chided.

"Girls!" Rarity shrieked covering herself with the blankets.

"Rare, we're always naked anyways," Twilight reminded the poor mare.

Rarity slumped, exhaling heavily as she said, "Well excuse me, some of us like to be polite."

"What? I'm decent I think," Twilight said lustily at the white mare.

"More than decent Darling," Rarity said moving in for a kiss.

"No. Stop. Bad," Sweetie Belle said from the side lines. Rarity and Twilight blushed. They kept doing this in front of these poor girls.

"So.... What brings you all by?" Twilight asked hoping to save some face at least.

"Uncle Shine locked his door today," Scootaloo said, but Twilight noticed a slight frown on the filly as she called him uncle.

"Everything alright Scootaloo?" Twilight asked.

"Well, it's just... I don't know... yeah, yeah I guess," Scootaloo said. Apple Bloom rolled her eyes and spoke up.

"She's just afraid cause every good foster parent ends up havin' ta give 'er up sooner or later," The bow bestowed filly said.

Twilight looked about ready to cry as she rushed the filly and hugged her, cooing gently, "Don't worry, I'll never give you up Scootaloo."

"Great, now she's all emotional. Thanks Bloom," Scootaloo managed from the hug. Twilight and Rarity enjoyed a good laugh, and began getting ready for the show tonight, finally getting the Cutie Mark Crusaders out to get ready.

Being the winter solstice, the day would only be about 9 hours long, and they slept through about three of those, leaving six hours til the Coronation. It felt like an eternity had passed, but they where finally here. Twilight took pleasure in finally breaking out the socks she had snuck along, although for a different purpose, but still going greatly with her dark violet hoodie with pink stars along the hoods brim. Rarity sported a tank top, skirt and stockings, and Twilight loved it. The studious mare admired the elegance of the fashionista, swearing to make tonight super special just for her. A knock interrupted her train of thought tough, as a disgruntled Applejack came in carrying her custom outfit.

"Just what in the hay are you trying to pull here Rarity?" Applejack demanded.

"What? You love functional clothes, and I thought this would-" Rarity began but was cut short by the offending garment being trust at her.

"All that darn thing does is show off my plot!" Applejack retorted.

"What? You have a great plot. Don't you think so Twilight?" Rarity asked to Applejack's embarrassment.

"Very nice. So firm, yet supple," Twilight mused from the bed. Applejack turned as red as one of her apples and stammered.

"Very funny girls. Glad to know that y'all been checking me out behind my back," Applejack snorted at last.

"Well of course we have. We can't see that magnificent plot with out being behind you," Rarity teased.

Applejack turned to Rarity to keep the eyes off her rump, and ended up pointing it right at Twilight, who took the chance to playfully spank the work pony. Lightly, but enough to relay the message. Applejack spun on Twilight, eyes bulging, but was quickly snapped on the rump by Rarity's tail. Applejack was spinning around, trying to hide her back half from her tormenting friends, to little avail.

"Just stop it!" Applejack pleaded, shaking with rage and fear. Twilight and Rarity both moved over and hugged their friend, sorry they had riled her up so much. "Ah ain't comfortable with fillyfoolers yet and-" Applejack began but a hoof to her lips stopped her.

"I'm sorry AJ," Twilight said sternly, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, and neither did Rarity. But please, never use that term, it's derogatory."

"Derog-a-what now?" Applejack confessed.

"She means insulting dear," Rarity said taking part.

"So what do you call yerselves then?" Applejack asked, very prominent on the fact that she did not count herself as one, although the words 'mare' and 'do' in the same sentence made the orange and blonde mare moan and shuffle herself.

"A couple," Twilight said flatly.

"Lesbians," Rarity supplied.

"Kinky," Twilight continued, playfully hugging the closeted mare.

"Okay that's enough huggin for one day," Applejack said trying to rise but found Twilight and Rarity playing some more.

"Please join us AJ," Rarity said with her big puppy dog eyes.

"Three's a party, and there is soooo much I have been wanting to try lately. I wonder, Rare, does she really taste like apples everywhere? We might just be in for a fact finding mission mi amour," Twilight cooed from the other side, making Applejack bolt out of their grip and shoot out the door, to the laughter of the two mares.

"Where you serious Twilight?" Rarity finally asked, a bit hesitantly.

"What do you mean Rare?" Twilight asked, afraid she had said something to insult Rarity.

"I thought you were kidding at first, but now..." Rarity said looking down. "Do- do I not make you happy?"

"Rarity... Of course you make me happy. I was just playing," Twilight said hugging the white mare close.

"It's just you seam to have fallen into this whole marefriend thing rather quickly, and-" Rarity tried to say but found she couldn't finish.

"And?" Twilight prompted. It was out there, might as well Rarity thought.

"Have you just been following the books on how to act in a relationship?" Rarity asked looking to the powerful mare. Twilight flushed and looked down, an answer in itself. "I see," Rarity said letting her arms loose.

"Rare I-" Twilight began.

"No no, it's alright. I should have known. It was just sex wasn't it? I should have known that was-" Rarity started but was quickly silenced by Twilight's kiss. One full of fire and passion, a kiss that could inspire a hundred poems, but was just for these two right now.

"Shut up silly," Twilight panted after the passionate kiss, "Let me explain. I only used the books for the social aspect for dating and courtship. But my feelings, those are very, very real love."

"Oh... How could I ever doubt you Twilight," Rarity cried, burying her face in the lavender mane.

"How indeed. I think you need a lesson young lady," Twilight played.

"I'm older than you," Rarity chided, and Twilight just rolled her eyes.

"Details," The student laughed as the two sets of lips meet for a kiss. They would be late if they did anything more though, no matter how badly they wanted to.

Celestia paced around her chambers, muttering to herself as she tried to regain normalcy. Yesterday, in a spur of hormones and lonesomeness unparalleled in history, the Princess's darker side had began to slip. Celestia feared now that her grip on her lustful ways would not hold out long. She had wanted a partner for sometime, and relished in listening to Twilight's own exploits for a while, but was finding vicarious living was not adequate any more. Celestia felt bad sometimes, that she had single hoofidly push Twilight down the lecherous path as she had, but it kept her from forcing herself on the naive mare.

"Fluttershy is off limits," Celestia told herself, trying to will her lust away. "That poor girl is innocent. As pure as fallen snow. A force of kindness and cuteness. So soft, yet adventurous enough to steal a kiss on me when she thought I was sleeping. Oh damn," Celestia grunted, rubbing herself vigorously, leaning into her four poster bed "Bucking hell I want her!" Her vigilance shot, she rubbed harder and harder, trying to just finish now. But her old self was returning, and fast. Celestia knew she didn't have much time before her hormones would take somepony, and the ruler only hoped she could steer this wreck into a clear field. But every time she tried to think, Celestia found her thoughts entertaining the plan of plowing Fluttershy's untouched fields.

Would Fluttershy like to... No, damn it Tia, No! She is not to be touched. Not at all! Celestia thought. Does licking count as touching? Surely not, that would just be loony. So I can't touch her, but licking is okay, yeah, Celestia reasoned, drooling a bit and stomping as she neared her edge.

Fluttershy was entertaining thoughts of Celestia also, but the shy pegasus' thoughts were more along the lines of never having to face the ruler again. She had made it 24 hours so far, just the rest of her life to go. But the cute mare was a wreck. She spoke softly to herself as she lay in the cool wardrobe, playing over the traumatic events, over and over.

"Oh, I just can't bear it," She sobbed gently, rocking slightly to her heavy breathing. "I can't believe that happened. I'm a horrible pony!" Fluttershy cried, the tears flowing uncontrollably. She slammed her hoof against the walls of her chosen cell, crying about her mistake.

"She hates me!" The shy mare wailed, "She slapped me when I kissed her! I don't know what came over me! I can't bare to see her ever again now! Never!"

"Hello? Fluttershy is that you?" A familiar voice, belonging to a very friendly pink party mare asked, from just outside the wardrobe. There was a bang inside as Fluttershy instinctively tried to run away, but found herself trapped. So flushed with embarrassment, Fluttershy opened the door and motioned for Pinkie to join her inside.

"Hey Pinkie, how much did you hear?" Fluttershy asked as her friend took a seat.

"All of it. I heard you sobbing from the hallway, and when I came in you started crying so hard. I didn't mean to eavesdrop," Pinkie said with a shy smile of her own.

"It's okay," Fluttershy sighed, knowing she needed to tell somepony about it sooner or later now. "So I guess you want to know what happened, huh?"

"If you want to," Pinkie said taking a yellow hoof into her own.

"I wound up in bed last night with- with... somepony," Fluttershy tried but failed.

"I heard you say you kissed her, so it was a mare. But who was it?" Pinkie asked very gently.

Fluttershy whispered the answer, too low to be heard, but after a few prompts she came clean. "Princess Celestia..." Pinkie took to the air giddy and happy as ever, bouncing around a bit as she cheered, rocking the poor wardrobe.

"Yes!" The pink mare shouted, scaring poor Fluttershy, "That means that tonight, everypony has somepony special! Well, if Mare Do Well shows that is, but still!"

"Pinkie! She hates me!" Fluttershy cried, making Pinkie drop back down and hug the self conscious mare.

"No. Trust me, I have a Pinkie sense for these things, and all I'm feeling now is a twitchy tail, itchy hoof, and wobbly ears. That means a good friend is in for a great time later tonight!" Pinkie smiled. Fluttershy looked at her questioningly, before caving and hugging the silly mare. Pinkie sense was always right after all. Wasn't it?

With a pop and a bang, the early evening sky alight with the flash of fireworks, the Winter Moon Coronation was well under way. Ponies lined the streets to the castle, awaiting their second of greeting with the Princesses Luna and Celestia. The two regal mares bowed greatly and smiled warmly, for this was a wonderful thing tonight, the world looking to them for the first annual lunar celebration since the defeat of Nightmare Moon. And right now, two ponies stood out like sore hooves.

"Oh when I get my hooves on the Princess," Rarity growled under her breath. They were among the only ponies there in Rave attire, or anything other than the fanciest of fancy really.

"Relax Rare, I bet this is just one of her jokes... It must be..." Twilight rallied, but her lover's panic was seeping into her as well, making the student extraordinarily self conscious. Her hoodie and socks were garnishing quite a lot of stares, as was Rarity's skirt, which the mare now began to believe was a touch too short. Applejack, along with the others had declined to wear the outfits, just going Au natural, like always. Except Pinkie, she was being rather extra-Pinkie tonight.

"Maybe if we had some others in Rave Wear by Rare..." Rarity scoffed to a laugh from a brown colored stallion next to her. The stallion's marefriend however, did not find that funny. Neither did Rarity, who Twilight was having to hold back now.

"Clock!" The wall eyed pegasus scoffed at him.

"What? That's brilliant!" The one named Clock said. Ditzy continued to glare at him. Well him and the rose bush 12 feet over his left shoulder, but that was beyond her control.

"Hello Ditzy, good to see you. Who's your date here?" Twilight asked stepping in before Rarity could blow up at him for laughing at her.

"Hey Twilight. This is my clotfriend, A. Clockwork Orange, but just call him Clock," Ditzy said with a giggle.

"Charmed," Clock said with a bow. "And I love that name, Wear by Rare, its fantastic!"

"Oh," Rarity stammered, thrown off kilter by this, "Why thank you. And it's so very nice to see some pony else wearing something outside the black tie attire. That scarf is very nice, monsieur. If a tad long..."

"Thank you, and it's meant to be long. Also, your pink friend there is wearing... something," Clock said but didn't really know how to finish that. Pinkie was wearing something, although the best way to describe it was an adult Nightmare Night costume, along the lines of sexy baker.

"There's a mare out there with a stetson on also," Ditzy supplied, making Clock and Applejack spin to see.

"Where?" They both asked, craning to see over every pony.

"AJ, at your Two. Clock, why do you care?" Twilight asked after helping Applejack find the pony in question, the orange mare dashing off to whomever it was.

"I like stetsons. Stetsons are cool," Clock said in his charming Trottingham accent.

Ditzy sighed and looked at Rarity pleadingly, "I can't take him anywhere, I swear. Its always like that, the scarf, stetsons, a fez once..."

Applejack pushed and fought her way through the slew of ponies, her hat bobbing in and out of view. She could almost feel it sitting snugly back atop her head, and even better, feel those soft lips pressing into hers just so again. She was close now, so close. Applejack reached out a hoof and touched the shoulder. The pony turned, revealing it to be a mustached colt, who smiled coyly at the orange mare.

"My bad, though ya was somepony else," Applejack apologetically offered, her heart sinking.

"Well now, I had hoped I had left a better impression than that," A mare scoffed behind Applejack, making her turn to the voice, and finding her new friend, who just happened to be wearing a brown stetson as well.

"Amy? Y'all are-" Applejack gasped but was fortunate enough to catch herself at the last second, before yelling out Amethyst Rose's secret identity as Mare Do Well.

"Got it in one," Amy toyed, enjoying her playful banter.

"Ah... Ah don't know what to say," Applejack said as the garden lights were dimmed.

"Then don't say anything. Just do," Amy said closing in for a kiss. Their lips met as the rulers of Equestria, Celestia of the Sun and Luna of the Moon, came on stage. The two regal mares were wearing dangling lights and glow stick jewelry to the shock of everypony, and the joy of one fashion mare that was hyperventilating into a bag as she feared the end of her reputation.

"Yes!" Rarity cried spotting their rave attire. "In your face fancy dress!"

"Rarity," Everypony around her hissed. She cowered close to Twilight after that, wearing a very sheepish grin.

"GREETINGS EVERYPONY!" Luna addressed, using the full extent of the Royal Canterlot Voice. "WELCOME TO... What?" She asked a little more quietly as Celestia tapped her on the shoulder.

"Spare their ears dear sister, we have a sound system," Celestia offered.

"Tis not the same. Sound systems, bah. Nopony respects tradition," Luna mumbled. "Greetings. Welcome to our first Winter Moon Coronation. In moments, We shall raise the Moon High over Equestria, ushering in a new year of sweet dreams, and carnal desires. The Moon has long symbolized love and faith. She is ever mysterious and playful, just as a young lover should be. I believe that all ponies can find that spark in their love lives tonight. But before the ceremonial raising, Could we have Rainbow Dash and Friends come up here please," Luna asked, watching as the six mares, Spike and Soarin gathered on stage. Celestia smiled at them all, stopping for a second at Fluttershy before pressing on to Rainbow, standing center stage.

"She looks really calm..." Twilight whispered to no pony in particular, but received a reply anyways.

"She's on a ton of meds," Soarin whispered next to her, making Twilight blush. The normally observant student forgot the fact that Rainbow was on some heavy painkillers.

"Dearest Rainbow Dash," Celestia began, "My sister and I take great pride in our flight team, the Wonderbolts. Each and everyday, these fine ponies continue to impress me with their skill and courage."

"Recently," Luna began, stepping close to the center stage mare, "You have shown the world what those two words mean. You bested a dragon in aerial combat, a feat never done before in pony history, or even attempted to be honest."

"So we would like to formally recognize you tonight, as we award you with the Red Feather of Courage," Celestia said as she and Luna produced a red feathered laurel, and slipped it onto Rainbows head. Tears rolled down the loyal mare's cheeks as she looked up to the stars just beginning to poke out. Rarity was over come with joy, and nuzzled Twilight, who turned to her and kissed her. The world seemed to light up as their lips met, time and again upon the stage.

"Thank you, your majesties," Rainbow said bowing as best she could. Soarin helped her as needed, but the independent mare was to proud to look hurt right now.

"Give a speech," Celestia whispered to the multicolored mare.

"I want to thank my Dad, Cosmic Dash, for always believing in me. Dad, you were my hero, and I miss you every second of everyday, and I want you to know that your little Rainboomer has finally made it. I'm a Wonderbolt Dad. I have a friend, a little filly, that's had it pretty rough. To her, getting to hang with me, it's... it's special. I want to be the kind of hero and role model for her, and others, that my dad was for me," Rainbow said. There was not a dry eye in the garden as she made her speech, everypony remembering the hero they had to see them through the good times and bad. "I also want to thank my friends here, and the best Coltfriend ever, for giving me the chance to live my dream. Thanks Babe," Rainbow said kissing Soarin to a big cheer from the crowd. Rarity and Twilight stole another kiss, feeling that all eyes where on the main attraction. "And I would love to see the moon rise now," Rainbow said quietly to Princess Luna, who smiled and nodded, taking center stage.

The crowd hushed as the lights fell, and the music began. Vinyl's hooves glided along the ebony and ivory keys, while Octavia tapped gently against her beloved cello. With a click of a pedal, Octavia was moving but the sound of her taps continued, and soon she was making a new small sound, clicking again and adding it to the old, making something new. She layered sound upon sound, each on completely random, but together, a beautiful orchestra, with just these two ponies. It was love, in music, out of such randomness, they only found the beauty in harmony and being together. Twilight kissed Rarity behind the ear, and placed her head over the white unicorn's neck.

"It's beautiful," Rarity whispered, trying to watch the Goddess of the moon and the music at the same time.

"Yes. You are," Twilight sighed.

"Darling, I love you, but that was so cheesy I think I gained a pound," Rarity played.

"Yeah. It was Havarti, hope you don't mind," Twilight joined in the good natured fun.

"Hey, knock it off," Spike chided. "Some of us are tryin to watch." The song reached its peak as the moon's light shown through into the garden, just like Celestia and the sun's light each summer. It was awe inspiring, and very lovely. Applejack slipped back down to a waiting pink lavender mare, to the laughter of everypony on stage. Then, without warning, Vinyl was gone.

"Awe Yeah! You ready to rock Tav!?" DJ PON-3 cried from behind her turntables.

"Am I? Dear, just try and keep up," Octavia teased, pulling her bow across the strings.

And the bass dropped.

No pony had ever questioned before if 'Wubs' were anything more than the sound of electronic music, the movement of the cone in the amp. It was just bass, right? Tonight, that thought was not only made, but challenged. For tonight, the wubs were the heart beat of everypony, the rhythm seeping into their bones. The bass was alive, and it had one command of its puppet ponies, dancing in the garden under the light of the moon. It ordered them to Be.

Twilight and Rarity where dancing together, very openly, very sexy, and not giving a damn who watched. Applejack was dancing to, finding herself to be increasingly frisky in this cold place, and wanting to warm her hooves against Amy's coat, to which the crime fighter did not shy away from. And speaking of shy, Fluttershy was face to face with Celestia, who smiled warmly at her. The thought that Pinkie was right, it would all be okay overpowered the yellow filly, making her hug the long time teacher of her friend. Rainbow and Soarin where enjoying a dance with the Wonderbolts now, and they had even insisted on Scootaloo hanging with them, making her day, month, year, decade, century, and life. Sweetie Belle and Spike, along with Apple Bloom and a few other foals, wandered off to explore the hedge maze, reviling in the wonders of youth.

Two mares broke from a hug, their eyes saying all they had to say. Sorry was thrown out, and confusion. They laughed as the air chilled around the garden, and decided they could continue inside. A couple was meeting out by the statues, the wife looking fondly at Victory, as the husband approached. Another couple was lost in their new found freedom, a place away from home where they could just be. One was coming to terms, and one was getting over herself. The moon was magic tonight, and to all the ponies, it spoke it's soft wordless voice, the voice that drove these dancing in it's silvery beams to live, to love, to exist. For tonight was theirs, and the moons as well.

The ponies in the garden danced and swayed, and let the magical mist envelop them. If it was planned intervention to give them their own slice of paradise right now, or just the fog machine finally being turned on, no pony cared. This night was theirs. Clothes were scattered around the field, the fancy dress of many becoming just a nuisance as the lust rose higher in every pony. Several couples where already leaving, so deeply entranced with one another that they would have failed to notice an Ursa Major attack. They had each other right now, and they loved it, each and every one of them.

Twilight and Rarity were leaving the smoke and snow, the white mare pulling Twilight along by the draw strings of her hood. Twilight did not mind the view though, she would follow that plot to Tartarus and back, and follow the mare leading it even farther. The fashion mare walked with her head held high, swaying greatly with each step, slightly brushing Twilight's nose with the crest of her tail on each sway. And Twilight loved it. They rounded a corner and found another pair that had retreated into the warmth of the castle, and more importantly each other. But this pairing was rather odd, it was a larger mare and what looked like a pile of cotton candy... Oh holy makers, that was where Pinkie ran off too! They were just kissing, but Pinkie's costume had suffered the loss of the hat and most of her top. Twilight found it hard to leave them be, but was pulled along. Rarity had to show off her prize some more after all.

So Pinkie and Luna continued without interruption, not even caring who found them. The star spangled mare pushed the party machine against the wall, using her magic to tear away at the costume some more. Luna had taken to nipping Pinkie on the neck, earning small yips of joy from Pinkie. Luna could not help but laugh at the mare's over zealous desire, and how quirky her chosen partner was, but that would just make this a great buck in the end. The regal mare moved south and was finally given instructions.

"Lulu, "Pinkie gasped, digging her hooves into the mane that flowed like night, "Speed up, I want to buck you sometime tonight!"

Luna stopped, and sat up looking Pinkie in the eyes. "Pinkie," She said cold, calm, collected, "In all my years, I have never been told to speed up. I have established a pattern to my wild nights. And you ask us to break this pattern now?"

"Yepperunnie," Pinkie smiled.

"Finally!" Luna cried, tearing off the last bit of fabric between her and her prize. Pinkie arched her back for the regal mare as the Lunar goddess dived down, barely able to contain herself. She wasted no time in formalities, and just licked the pink mare's dripping mound from tip to clit, making the enthralled mare whinny.

"Ohmygosh, moar!" Pinkie cried, thrusting her hips to the dark mare. Luna smirked, and pressed her lips to the swollen love button, and hummed a tune. Pinkie almost crawled up the walls, grunting and screaming a bit, but Luna didn't care one bit, she actually rather enjoyed it. Luna dabbed her tongue deep into the pink flesh, and was instantly rewarded with a wash of warm juices, so sweet, like pineapple almost.

"Already? I thou-mmmphmmmm," Luna began, but Pinkie thrust the Princess' head back down, conveying wordlessly that Pinkie still had more to give, and she was not stopping til then. Pinkie bucked hard against the snout to her folds, gritting her teeth as the mare between her thighs licked and sucked, rubbed and hummed her way to another Pinkiegasum. Pinkie pulled the Princess up really fast, and kissed her making sure to get a good taste of herself.

"I want to taste you Lulu," Pinkie said sliding to the floor. Luna turned and shook her rump at the mare, and Pinkie laughed. "Let me at that bad kitty, it needs a bath."

"Pinkie, your dirty talk is horrid. Please, keep it up," Luna said as she straddled the pink mare and lowered herself to the waiting mouth, while taking the warm pussy she knew very well by now into her lips again. Pinkie glided around effortlessly, licking just right here, rubbing this spot just right, it was perfect... too perfect for a mare's first Fillyfooler experience. "Pinkie, h-how are you this- mmmph- this good? Oh right there yes," Luna purred as the pink mare worked her over. Luna tensed as she felt the first wave of her orgasm hit, and pressed hard against the snout buried deeply within her. Luna rocked back and forth as she came, gasping for air as her diaphragm quit, all energy going straight to her well worked pussy.

Luna finally rolled off, and Pinkie shakily worked around til they were nose to nose, breathing heavily. Pinkie's own breath fell into rhythm with Luna's as they just laid on the cold tiles, not speaking for a long time. Luna din't care anymore about the how, she just hoped it would not spoil her to get that treatment tonight.

"That was..." Pinkie said, just letting her thoughts drift off into space, and herself nearly to sleep.

"Wonderful," Luna completed, earning a small smile from Pinkie. "T'was the best we can remember in many years. You raised the bar, my friend."

"F-friend..." Pinkie said, fighting to stay awake now.

"T'was excellent my friend. Tia was wrong, many ponies still embrace the idea of Buck-Buddies I see," Luna said kissing Pinkie again and rising shakily to her hooves. "I need to wash up. If thou wishes, you may wash up in my chambers. But I need to return to the Coronation, Miss Pie. Maybe we can do this again some time," Luna winked at Pinkie, who was now wide awake. As Luna strolled off, her hoofsteps ringing loudly against the tiles, a tear rolled down a pink cheek.

"Friend? But I thought... Oh what have I done?" Pinkie cried, letting the heavy drops roll freely. Pinkie had often come to terms with losing a short term coltfriend, but just being used a sex toy? That was new, and it hurt. More than the pink mare would have ever guessed it would. Pinkie never wanted to feel this again. Mares no more for the pink party machine.

High in a the towers of Canterlot, in the chambers of the sun, two mares were deep in conversation, laying nose to nose almost, just talking, enjoying the chance to open up. Fluttershy relaxed a lot, letting her worries and pent up emotions spill out.

"I just, I loved her for years Tia," Fluttershy said, so informal, but right now, that didn't matter one damn bit. "I was that odd kid that grew up liking fillies instead of colts. And when I meet her about ten years ago in Ponyville, I just fell head over hooves for her. But I was too shy to say anything. It just ate away at me, watching her date a few colts for a while, then finally finding out she was a lesbian now too, but with somepony, and one of my best friends too. It was just too much," Fluttershy sighed, casting her eyes toward the bed.

Celestia frowned, "You don't hate Twilight for that, do you?"

Fluttershy inhaled before answering, still looking down, and now tracing a figure 8 on the sheets, "I don't know. I love her like a sister, but that was..."

"Before she stole Rarity?" Celestia asked, rubbing Fluttershy's chest slowly, carefully, with all the time in the universe.

"No," Fluttershy chuckled, slowly and methodologically thumping her hoof down on the bedspread. "She never stole Rarity. Rarity wanted her. No, I guess I hate the fact that Rarity choose her. I hate that they are both too self concerned to even notice how I feel. They keep at their little lover's game in front of me, and it kills me each and every time," Fluttershy said pounding her fist harder, her true colors peeking out. Her heart had shed it's pain, and was now just a hollow vessel for pumping blood, nothing more she thought.

"You set so much suffering upon yourself, Fluttershy. Why?" Celestia asked, placing her hoof behind Fluttershy's head, right behind the ear.

"Because, I had my chance, but I blew it. I could have told Rarity when I was assertive Fluttershy, sure. But my head was just full of Will's crap, and I just acted like an plot when they tried to talk me down from it. I blew my chance way back when. What bullocks, right?"

"I don't know," Celestia said sliding her hoof to Fluttershy's shoulder, a warm smile gracing her lips, "I think you made a mistake, sure, but your friends forgave you. But what I see is some pony that saved themselves for one that will never return their love. You missed out on so much of what life has to offer my dear. What else have you denied yourself for this love?" Celestia asked, lifting Futtershy's chin a bit with her other hoof to look her in the eyes.

"I had my first kiss a about a week ago, and it was Pinkie, in a drunken rush," Fluttershy chuckled, remembering her last kiss had ended with a slap on her flank she still had no explanation for.

"Your first kiss was a drunk one? No no no no, that will not do. How about you remember this one," Celestia said, gently kissing the mare, soft yet commanding, letting her tongue dart into the light yellow mare's for a second, just enough to leave her taste in Fluttershy's mouth, and her hungering for more, "As your first true kiss?"

"I like that Tia. But I don't love you," Fluttershy said looking back to the bed.

"Dear, I love so very few. Being immortal has the draw back of all my loves dying, usually while I just sit and watch. No, I don't love, my dear, I have just learned to enjoy the company for what it is. I will admit, I have wanted to do things to you for a very long two days now, but only if you are willing," Celestia offered.

"I... I don't know Tia. What kind of things?" The yellow mare asked hesitantly.

"You already know," Celestia said moving her hoof to behind Futtershy's ear again.

"I-I want to try, please. But Tia?" Fluttershy asked as the twinkle formed in Celestia's eyes, "Please..." Fluttershy began.

"I'll be gentle my dear, don't worry," Celestia said pulling Fluttershy into a kiss, longer, heavier, and better than the last. Fluttershy pulled into the kiss, a little more zeal than talent, but driven none the less. When they broke, both panting heavily as they caught their lost breath, Fluttershy continued.

"Help me. Show me what I have denied myself for so long. Make me a mare," She begged, putting both hooves to Celestia's chest, tracing the fur pattern of where her regalia sat for so very long, every day, for so many years.

Without word, Celetia closed in, and kissed Fluttershy again. Celestia's own demons howled to tear into the girl, to satisfy this unfathomable lust, deep with in the ruler. To sate the palate of sexual side, the one nicknamed Molestia over three hundred years ago. But Celestia took her time, this was delicate, she had to be gentle. Celestia rolled Fluttershy onto her back as they kissed, and soon felt something rubbing the inside of her thigh. Cheeky girl, Celestia mused, I guess she wants more. No more Miss Nice Pony. With that, Celestia broke the kiss, and began trailing them down Fluttershy's neck, and a sound like a purr of bliss from the mare was encouragement alone. Until...

"I can't do this," Fluttershy said, her hooves falling lamely to the bed. "I just feel so wrong. I can't stop thinking about her." Celestia frowned and nodded, then lit up as the idea formed deep within her inner darkness, an idea spurred on by the ruler's three century celibacy. From the part of her mind that had earned the nickname Molestia.

"Well, my dear," She said looking around, despite being alone, "If That is your wish. Close your eyes." Celestia focused on the memory, letting her magic pour out and alter her physical form. A complex sounding spell, but it was easy really, like chewing gum. Just a touch here, a lift there, tweak this, and she was ready.

"Open your eyes now Darling," Celestia said, though not with her voice. Fluttershy opened her eyes in confussion, that had sounded just like...

"Oh my. R-R-Rarity?" Fluttershy stammered, her heart beating so fast the poor mare thought she would die.

"Not really, but I thought you would enjoy this, no?" Celestia asked, perfectly mimicking Rarity's tones, expressions, mannerisms. Fluttershy lit up as the realization dawned. She would get to live her fantasy, to have a night with Rarity. The yellow mare dove into the kiss, pulling The Rare-formed mare to her, exploring every inch of her mouth as if it were the real thing. Celestia knew this fervor was not for her, but that didn't really matter, it was still her receiving, and damn it felt good. Fluttershy broke the kiss, and nibbled a bit on one of Celestia's shifted ears, making the ruler go weak at the knees.

"Oh mama," Celestia purred, lossing the voice just a touch as the hormones rose within her.

"Stay with it, Rare," Fluttershy whispered, making the urge deep within the regal mare rise unexpectedly. She had never posed as another before, but did enjoy a touch of role play. This was just the next level. Celestia flipped the poor mare onto her stomach, unable to stop herself, throwing caution to the wind.

"Yes of course darling, I will. And I do love," Celestia said spanking Fluttershy, "Being the one to give orders, My little Sluttershy." Fluttershy yelped, and purred, falling face first into the pillow. She turned her head and smirked at the ruler, driving the ruler to new levels of desire.

"Make me Raritramp," Fluttershy spat practically. Celestia smiled inwardly. It was always the shy, quite ones.

"Oh it is on!" Celestia said, slapping Fluttershy on the ass hard, with a fore strike and the backhoof. Fluttershy started to rub her mound, whimpering in pleasure. "No no no! You are only allowed to cum when I say so," Clestia commanded, digging her hoof into the tenderized flank.

"Yes... M-mistress, Mmph, yes," Fluttershy managed, her rump slick with her over flowing juices. Celestia could not stop herself looking at such a prize, just begging for it. Oh, that's an idea, Celstia mused.

"Beg," The sun goddess commanded.

"Please. Please. I want it so bad," Fluttershy cried, her wings starting to flap a bit.

"You want what, Darling?" Celestia asked, pressing her hoof against the slick marehood, stroking up and down. "This?"

"YES OH BUCKING GODDESSES YES!" Fluttershy screamed, bucking wildly as her tender box was touched for the first time ever by another's hoof. Celestia laughed, and pulled away the hoof to a groan of displeasure.

"Or this?" Celestia said softly, moving in and licking the mare's swollen clit. Fluttershy tensed and shot her ass back as she came. Celestia laughed, knowing it would be easy for her, but still, a bit fast, no?

Fluttershy panted and moaned til it subsided, and as soon as she was done, Celestia licked her again, holding the poor girl in place as she came again, and again. Fluttershy screamed so loud, Celestia began to worry that the soundproofing spells she had enacted would not hold much longer. Oh buck it, she decided, why stop? Finally, Fluttershy was released, while Celestia began to rub herself, unable to remember the last time she had this much fun.

"Here, I want to do that, to you now," Fluttershy said weakly, dragging herself around to face the Princess's practically steaming sex, the smell of her sweet fluids filling the animal lover's nose like the flowers of spring after a winter of just cold snow. Fluttershy tentatively licked around the patch of wet fur, making sure her lover for the night had a long orgasm, the one she so desperately needed. Fluttershy then slowly, carefully, licked the mare's folds, stopping at the end and slowly returning, driving the regal mare wild. Celestia threw her head around as her lonely pussy received such love and care, she actually began to whinny a bit. Then Fluttershy wrapped her forelegs around Celestia's and held her still while she dove in, licking her like wild. Celestia grunted and rocked forward, unable to speak as she came for the first time tonight, just pulling and pushing at Fluttershy. When it was over, Celestia well and truly spent, The yellow mare came back to her, nose to nose, and kissed her deeply, like it was a necessity for life.

"Tell me," Fluttershy panted, shaking a bit, "Tell me I'm better than that other whore."

"Other whore?" Celestia asked before remembering the role play. All games had their price it seemed. "Her, yes. Yes, You are better my darling," Celestia said taking the poor mare into a hug. Should she tell her student about this revelation? How could she? This was something private, said in confidence. But it's existence alone could, no would, cause a rift in their friendship, and soon she feared.

Cadence stood looking at the statue, smiling fondly as she tried to think. Shining was walking up, whistling a tune and bobbing his head. He had really enjoyed the party it seemed. He stopped beside her, looking up at the statue Victory, and snorted a chuckle.

"If my sister and friends keep it up, we may need to replace ol' Vicky here with them, huh?" He asked, leaning his head into his wife, who sighed when he touched her. "Something wrong honey?"

"No, nothing at all. Shiny, I have some news," Cadence said shakily. It was happy news, right? Right?

"What is it?" Shining asked, looking into his wife's eyes, a touch worried. Cadence was not her usual happy self.

"Shiny, I'm- I-" Cadence tried.

"Babe, what ever it is, I'm here for you, you know that. Please, tell me what it is," Shining said, his years in the guard giving him great interpersonal skills.

"Well, how should I put this? Um, Oh! How does Victory sound for a little foal's name?" Cadence asked, sweating despite the cold.

"I don't think her name was actually Victory, Babe, come on," Shining chuckled, then deadpanned. "Oh. OH! Honey, you're?" Shining asked, unable to form complete sentences any longer.

"One month," Candence sang seeing how happy Shining Armor was. He wrapped her into a hug, bouncing around and shouting for joy.

"I'm gonna be a Daddy!" Shining cried. "I love you so much Babe, I- I can't- A Daddy. Oh I love you," Shining stammered, his wife laughing in his arms.

"I'm going to be a Mommy!" She laughed to the skies, tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

"Congrats, kids are amazing," Some pony with a ridiculously long scarf said walking by. His wall eyed date laughed, and hugged him tight. It was a good night, no, a perfect night right now.

Applejack sipped on her cider, watching the moon's silvery light filter down into the garden, full of a few sleepy ponies that were well and truly into the moment. No pony even noticed that Vinyl had played the same song three times now, and it was a slow song, by that one Seal fellow. No pony cared, least of all Applejack and Amy, who had taken to laying together at the edge of the stage, cuddling and just enjoying the night. Applejack wanted more, but she decided against it, feeling it was a better use of her time to just enjoy the night right now, not rush into a mistake as she sometimes felt her friends did. Lately, two of them. She shook her head and laughed.

"Whats up AJ?" Amy sleepily asked. She so rarely got a chance to sleep at night, this was rather, nice. Like before the night needed her, the Mare Do Well.

"Ah'm just being a bad friend, talking bout them behind their backs," Applejack laughed.

"You're not talking about your friends..." Amy observed, and a very reliant observation too.

"Not yet," Applejack giggled with Amy before getting her thoughts off her chest. "Ah'm worried bout them. Ah think they just happened into this whole thing, and it's gonna bite them back hard. They can be free here, but back home, my granny will shut them down. Heck, knowin Granny, she'll run em out of town."

"Why?" Amy asked, shifting a bit, "I remember Granny, she was nice. Why does she hate Fillyfoolers?" Amy asked lazily.

"Humph, Twilight would scold ya fer saying that, she hates that word. As fer Granny, can't say. She just believes in guys and gals Ah guess. Just her ways. But she has a lotta clout with Ponyvile, makes a lot of rules, heck she was among the first settlers..." Applejack rattled along, knowing that this was not the conversation for the place and time, but it had happened. She finished her cider and put down the empty cup, next to Amy's, and cuddled closer to the mare.

"I always got the feeling she was really nice. Why does she hate us?" Amy asked, making Applejack blush. Amy rolled her eyes and settled into a nuzzle. "Hun, out of curiosity, what am I going to get for hearths warming day?"

"What's that mean?" Applejack replied, a truly brilliant line.

"Nothing... except that you're so deep in the closet that you had to trip over my gifts at some point," Amy said to a snort from the work pony.

"Har har. Ah don't peak," Applejack teased, earning a roll with Amy that ended with the crime fighter on top.

"AJ, if your happy, I'm happy. But I don't want to interfere with family. That's why I'm here after all. But I want to be with you," Amy said, her snout barely touching the tip of Applejack's.

"Me too. Will ye ever move back Amy?" Applejack asked hesitantly, not looking the mare in the eyes.

"One day. When Canterlot no longer has need of the Mare," Amy said, looking up and out over the town, but her tone said it was all a joke.

"Oh get real, you enjoy kickin flank," Applejack laughed.

"Never said I didn't. But also, I make that suit look good," Amy said looking back to the mare pinned with out a struggle.

"Yeah, ya do," Applejack said pulling Amy into a kiss, letting it linger and last for what felt like days. They were plenty warm, and had no where else they would rather be.

Vinyl lazily let the record spin, not even aware herself that she was playing Touched by a rose. Again. And Again.

"Veve, please. I love this song too, but play something different or I will shove one of my bows where the wubs don't play," Octavia threatened, rather effectively.

"Sorry Tav, just got lost in thought..." Vinyl confessed, casting her look upwards, rallying all thought on how to continue.

"Yes, I could tell. So what has my brilliant composer all worked up?" Octavia chided, packing away one of the cellos she had used tonight. Vinyl sighed, and decided to bite the bullet.

"Tav, I- I have feelings for you..." Vinyl said, clenching a bit as she braced for the worst.

"Yes, I know. You basically telegraph how you feel all the bloody time," Octavia said nonchalant. Vinyl was speechless, but not for long.

"Wait you knew?" Vinyl yelled, her shades slipping down her nose. Octavia laughed, and smiled her beautiful smile.

"Yes, And I rather enjoyed the attention," Octavia said breezily. The lack of emotion in it was almost infuriating, if that was not one of the reasons Vinyl loved her.

"And you don't mind? Do you..." Vinyl asked, but faltered, afraid to tread this thin ice.

"Love you back? Maybe, but it was so much more fun to tease you relentlessly," Octavia said to the disk jockey. It was not much of a surprise really, Vinyl always planed for the worst. "But seriously, I would not say love. But I might, given time," Octavia said blushing, a rare sight indeed. Vinyl sat there slack jawed for a second, trying to work it out.

"You're just like Twilight, aren't you?" Vinyl asked, the only pony she could think apt to describe that mindset. "Hey that's good, cause she has a marefriend now, so maybe we could make it work too..."

"Mmm, she was a good time. But yes, that is a rather fitting comparison," Octavia said with her sly smile.

"Wait wuh?" Vinyl said, sure she had missed something. "You? And Twi? My cuz Twi? And you? Did that?"

"Yes. It was much needed, I assure you, but it was just harmless fooling, nothing more," Octavia said packing away her last piece of equipment.

"When?" Vinyl asked hotly. Whether Octavia noticed or not was indeterminable.

"About three years ago," Octavia said walking over to Vinyl, sitting before the DJ and looking her in the eyes.

"Tav," Vinyl said, drained, hurt, betrayed. Octavia just sighed and kissed the DJ, a kiss full of passion and energy for the normally reserved mare. It was... eyeopening. Vinyl's lips were finally robbed of their sweet dance partners, and the poor girl just swayed as she tried to think.

"Mmm, that felt, rather wonderful. You never told me you were a good kisser. I will see you back at the apartment, no?" Octavia asked, turning to leave. Vinyl just mumbled as the reality sank in slowly. "And stop staring at my flank!"

Vinyl shook of the fog in her mind as she realized what had just happened. 6 years she had wanted to do just that, and it was over already. But that kiss, it had been better than anything Vinyl could have dreamt of in all those years. "Buck yes you will," Vinyl said under her breath.

"Okay darling. By the way you still have your head set mic on," Octavia yelled from the end of the stage, next to the speaker.

"What? Buck Me Running!" Vinyl cried as she looked to her rapt audience, who as if on cue began clapping for her.

Twilight was finally lead into her chambers, and told to get comfy as Rarity slipped into something really fast. Twilight laughed, enjoying the chance to have planned fun times instead of catching them on the fly, again. So the lavender mare took of the hoodie, and climbed into bed, placing both socked hooves under her chin, and smiled at the bathroom door, waiting for Rarity to emerge.

"Twilight Darling," Rarity called, "Do you remember the party a few days ago?"

"Poor choice of words, Rare," Twilight called back. Memory was a touchy subject now, with Twilight erasing so much history so effortlessly.

"My bad love. But the smoke room, you recall?" Rarity asked, trying to get to a point, slowly.

"Yes Rare, it was, mmm, delightful," Twilight mused remembering her little prank. Rarity would probably go a little Dom tonight to get back then Twilight figured.

"And you know how much I love you in those socks, so you subject me too seeing you all dressed up, all night," Rarity continued.

"Yyeesssss," Twilight said, unsure how things where about to go. The door opened slowly, and Rarity sauntered out, wearing a tight indigo corset, along with black fishnet stockings and a... riding crop? Oh, that was the plan. Rarity smiled a devious smile, and continued to the bed, and came nose to nose with Twilight, giving her a longing kiss, biting Twilight's lower lip as she ended. The combo revved Twilight up to tell the truth.

"Well, tonight, I get my fun. The safe word is une autre mon amour," Rarity smiled to Twilight.

"Wait, that means another my love," Twilight translated.

"Oh, so it does," Rarity smiled as she slapped the lavender ass with the crop. Twilight grunted, and knew her role.

"Mmm, yes Mistress," Twilight purred. She flexed her back to give Rarity the best point to hit, but Rarity instead placed a hoof the lavender rump, and pushed it down, making Twilight lay flat on her belly. Rarity straddled the mare, facing her tail, and took the crop in mouth, pinning Twilight down for the coming beating. Twilight flexed a little, wary of anything she could not see, and with good reason. Rarity smacked the star cluster mark, the tender nerves there screaming in pain. Pain the mare loved too much. "Oh Goddess! Yes!" Twilight cried out.

"You like?" Rarity purred, sounding innocent almost. Twilight was already panting, the mix of unknown and pleasure pain was very effective for her.

"Yes Mistress. I like. Please," Twilight moaned. And Rarity frowned.

"Mmm, am I a caring Mistress?" Rarity asked as she connected flesh and crop again.

"OH Buck yes, yes, yes," Twilight gasped, shuddering already. Rarity flipped Twilight's tail away, and looked down upon the glorious treat before her. Rarity rubbed the crop in a small circle on Twilight's dripping lips, patting them ever so lightly. Rarity stood and went to sit in front of her captive.

"Slave, lick my hoof," Rarity ordered offering a hoof to the lavender mare. Twilight smiled, and rolled her tongue out, licking the tip of the hoof very gently. Rarity giggled, and sighed.

"I never knew you had a hoof fetish Mistress," Twilight said, before a resounding slapping sounded out, a crop held in a light blue magical aura making her gasp.

"No talking, Slave. Now, lick," Rarity commanded, offering the hoof again. Twilight took it between two of hers and licked it again, tracing the edge very carefully, slowly, as if the thing was made of spun sugar. Rarity sighed again, and started to play with Twilight's mane. Then spanked the mare again.

"Ah, ah, ah," Twilight breathed, her breaths short and rapid, her body tensing and shuddering already. Rarity smiled as she took Twilight's chin with her hoof, leaning in and looking her lover deep in the eyes.

"I love you Darling," Rarity said, very out of character. Rarity kissed Twilight, letting the mare return to normal almost, an infuriating feeling. Then she sat back up and smiled. "Back from the edge Slave?"

"Oh, you're evil," Twilight said, feeling the need to just cum, and wanting Rarity to make her.

"Now, Slave, another hoof," Rarity commanded, giving Twilight yet another hoof. This cycle repeated, each time, as she was just about to cum, Rarity would ease her off, just to begin again with another hoof, til all four were done. Then Rarity let Twilight go farther.

"Tell me Slave, do you wish to play with my pussy?" Rarity asked in her mock innocence.

"Yes Mistress," Twilight whispered, the need to high to be quelled any longer.

"Then let us. I will be merciful and let you cum now as well," Rarity said, rolling Twilight over and moving down, slowly, agonizingly slow. But she was soon at the hot box of Twilight Sparkle, And Twilight had a nose and mouthful of Rarity as well. Rarity was literally dripping, but had hid her own pleasure well. But as soon as their tongues touched the other, at the same time no less, the both erupted in wave after wave of sweet release. Twilight bucked and spasmed, unable to keep her hooves down as she slapped the bed and pulled Rarity's tail. Rarity was no better, screaming into Twilight, kicking her legs a bit, which was not the best part for Twilight, granted, but she didn't really care. Finally they stopped, Rarity was drenched from Twilight's fluids, as was Twilight. Rarity flopped over and mumbled, trying to catch her breath.

"Ugh, buck- that- buck- I- Goddess- love you- love, very much," Rarity panted, shaking still. Twilight did not want to move more than her hooves, so she reached out and touched Rarity's for a sign she was there.

"Made- made you- squirt," Twilight tried to laugh, but her diaphragm would have none of that business now.

"Heh, yeah. First- first time," Rarity chuckled, flushed head to tail. She wished she was not wearing the damn corset now, the damn thing was full of sweat and positively smelled of sex. It had been her favorite dress one too. Oh well, C'est la vie.

In the morning, the Canterlot Daily hit the stands and routes, bearing it's own 7 page coverage of the Winter Moon Coronation, to include the award ceremony for Rainbow Dash. Most loved the picture, and the observant noticed a couple on stage caught mid kiss. For those that missed that, there was a nice article about Vinyl Scratch's coming out, where she admitted her cousin, Lady Twilight Sparkle was and is a Fillyfooler, who had at one point had a sordid love affair with Octavia Baritone. No pony liked the tabloid feel, most resented it actually, citing it as a rare low blow for the esteemed paper, but after the whole Gabby Gums ordeal, the paper had felt loses it still had not recovered from. So a story about a Lady of the Princesses court having a sexual relationship with a world famous Cellist, and now in a relationship with one of Equestria's fashion moguls, it was too good. And it sold very well, everywhere.