Spitefired Into Motherhood
Chapter 1
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The two mares panted as they lay in the shower. Dash was down on her stomach, her new massive breasts pressing against the tiles. Spitfire was on her ass, her new large cock standing in the air as the hot water cascaded down on them.
“Another round?” the yellow mare asked, grinning.
Dash pushed herself up, giving a competitive glare at her idol and superior. “You’re on!” Then she smirked. “I barely had a chance to get off cause you came so soon. Bet you can’t hold on longer!”
The now futanari met the rainbow maned mare’s gaze. “It’s on, but there’s one condition.”
Dash’s smirk remained in place as she folded her arms over her breasts and turned to fully face Spitfire. “Sure. What is it?”
Spitfire gave a sly smile. “I barely made it more than halfway. Honestly, I wanted to cum on your face, but wasn’t able to pull out all the way before cumming.”
Dash’s eyes widened, her smirk vanishing as her mouth hung open. “That was only halfway?!”
Spitfire nodded, her smirk deepening as she took control. “Not only that, but this time I’m going to cum inside you. Afterwards, I’ll promote you from a Reserve to a full Wonderbolt! What do ya say?”
Dash shuddered at the thought of feeling Spitfire’s cum deep inside her; her pussy winked in anticipation. She grinned, her smirk returning and a spark entering her eyes as she realized her dream would soon become true. “Deal. Just try not to cum too soon this time.” She couldn’t help feeling smug knowing that whilst Spitfire had meant to cum on her body last time, she had cum too fast to get out in time to do that.
This would be easy.
Dash was shaken from her musings when she felt Spitfire’s head poking her nethers again.
“Hey, wait—” she cried, having not mentally prepared herself.
She was cut off. Her words turned into a screaming moan as Spitfire thrusted herself into Dash’s open lips, stopping a third of the way in.
Spitfire hummed as she felt Dash’s inner walls closing in on her shaft. “You’re even tighter this time round, Dash.”
“Y-y-yeah?” the cyan Pegasus gave a shaky smirk. “S-so tight you w-won’t last l-long?”
Spitfire leered. “Oh, don’t worry, Dash. Now that I know what to expect, I won’t be cumming for a long while this time around.” She knew Dash would be putty in her hand after promising to make her a full Wonderbolt. The mare had been so strong-willed about it and worked so hard after becoming a Reserve that it was easy to know that was all the leverage she needed.
Besides, she'd been thinking about promoting Dash after their next performance in Canterlot where they'd be getting the legendary Wind Rider to come out of retirement for the show, anyway.
Being able to use that promotion as a chance to make Dash allow her to cum inside was just a sweet bonus.
She grabbed Dash’s ass, lifting her up and pressing her against the wall of the shower. She then thrusted herself forward, her cock going deeper until it was more than halfway inside the cyan mare’s body. Now she’d get to feel what Soarin was always bragging about, how good it felt to cum deep into a mare. She couldn’t wait.
Dash grunted, panting heavily. The last time had been so new for her. Her mind was so fixated on the fact that it was Spitfire doing her; a pony she’d never have thought would end up shoving a dick inside her.
Though she knew what to expect, it was so alien compared to before. She hadn’t realized before just how BIG Spitfire was as she moved inside her until now. The feeling of the veins on the other mare’s shaft and the heat coming from it as it slid in and out of her folds gave Dash a new sensation to relish.
Suddenly, Spitfire stopped, her shaft buried within Dash.
“Wh-why’d you stop?” Dash panted, though she really couldn’t complain. She was shuddering as she felt that massive cock stretching her insides, twitching every so often. She could even feel it beating with the other mare’s heartbeat. Then she gave a shaky smirk. “G-gonna cum?”
Spitfire shook her head. “No. I just can’t enjoy it as much like this right now.”
Before Dash could question further, Spitfire back up a bit and let go of her, causing non-cocked mare to drop. Spitfire’s cock slid out of her with a loud “popping” noise.
Dash cried out as she recovered from the pleasure that that sent through her, before she glared up at the Captain of the Wonderbolts and using her hands to prop herself up.
“What the fuck was that for?”
Spitfire just leered down. “I wanna try another position.”
Before Dash could respond, Spitfire came down on her, positioning herself behind Dash and lifting one of the Pegasus’ legs up.
Dash realized what was going on. “Wait, Spitfi—AHH!”
Her words were cut off into a moaning cry as Spitfire shoved herself back inside Dash. Her cock moved further in this time and with greater ease due to the leverage the new position gave.
Spitfire reached around Dash, holding her leg up with her arm whilst she grabbed one of Dash’s massive melons in each hand and began kneading them. She pressed the erect dark-blue nipples every so often, which to Spitfire's surprise, started leaking a white substance.
She's lactating? Spitfire thought, her eyes widening a little, before a sly expression came to her face. I know she's never been pregnant so she must be one of those lucky mares who produce anyway.
Dash cried out as her now ridiculously sensitive breasts were kneaded by the mare behind her as she steadily began pumping into the cyan Pegasus’ folds.
Wh-why are they so sensitive now? Dash struggled to think as her superior continued to molest the cyan mammaries, more milk leaking from her nipples. Th-they weren’t that sensitive at all these last two weeks since Twi gave me ’em, not even during our battle with Tirek or when Starlight Glimmer took our Cutie Marks. Why now? Is-is it because I’ve got a real cock inside me right now? Did Twilight’s spell have some hidden magic thingy that would only work after I felt a cock inside me?
Any further thoughts about the odd reasons her breasts had become so tender to the touch were washed as Spitfire continued to pump herself in and out of Dash’s pussy. Her cock moved further and further within the Pegasus mare until it pressed up against a barrier.
Spitfire realized what it was the second before her cock pushed through it on her next thrust, causing both of them to release lewd moans as Spitfire’s cock passed through Dash’s cervix and into her womb. Dash moaned from the feeling of Spitfire being so deep within her and Spitfire moaned due to the feeling of Dash’s womb hugging her member, almost cumming right there.
“Y-yo, Dash?” she grunted, unable to stop herself as she kept pumping herself in and out of Dash’s innermost sanctum as if by instinct, feeling herself getting closer and closer to release.
However these thoughts suddenly filled her with fear as something occurred to her, as well as turned her on as she saw the massive bulge of her cock against Dash’s stomach with each inward pump.
“Yeah?” Dash moaned back, her tongue lolled out.
“Y-you’re safe right now, right?” she asked, struggling to focus. The feeling of Dash’s walls hugging her tightly and the warm plump melons in her hands were bringing her ever closer to release.
“Y-yeah,” Dash panted, her legs trembling as Spitfire massaged her mammaries. “I d-don’t go into heat for another two weeks.”
“G-good!” Spitfire grunted, grinning. “Then I don’t have to hold back anymore!” With that she began pumping harder, Dash’s body moving up and down with her lover’s movements.
If they weren’t being held by Spitfire, Dash’s boobs would be bouncing too. The stimulation from having her breasts played with was turning the mare on so much more as she cried out with each pump of the futanari’s cock.
There was, however, something both Dash and Spitfire didn’t know. While it was true the cyan mare’s heat wasn’t meant to occur for another two weeks, the spell Twilight had used to make Dash’s boobs and butt bigger had done more than simply enlarge them; it made her breasts ridiculously sensitive after she felt a real cock enter her for the first time since Twilight's little revenge plan. It also caused Dash's new voluptuous breasts to produce milk.
However, within Dash’s body was a currently dormant piece of magic- left there after the spell had been cast- that was lying in wait, connected to every one of her nerve endings. Its purpose? Once Dash was sexually aroused enough, it would cause her ovaries to activate right away and release eggs down her tubes, sending them directly into her womb for as long as she was aroused.
She would be in what you could call an Extreme Heat, in which she would be at risk of any of the eggs lying within her womb becoming fertilized should a stallion (or in this case, a magically made futanari) cum within her womb, no matter how many eggs there were, her body adapting to safely carry their number through term.
The only two times this magic would go back to being dormant would be after a stallion (or in this case, a futanari)’s cum was pumped into the womb where it could fertilize the eggs or if she were already pregnant at the time, thus the tubes would remain closed and the magic would do nothing... until three months after she had given birth and it would start all over again. And while one might argue that such a thing is wrong, for it would lead Dash to run out of eggs long before her time, this was not the case either.
The same magic that would force her eggs into her womb during those times of ultimate sexual stimulation would also create new eggs to replace all those it forced out inside the ovaries.
In short, Dash had become a never-ending breeding machine that no mare could compare to. It didn’t even matter how virile the sperm (though Spitfire’s was very strong) of the spunk pumped into her was, it would impregnate had if that magic was active. Even a colt the Cutie Mark Crusaders’ ages could impregnate her if they were within her when they released and it reached her womb.
Dash was already close to this point due to the combined stimulation from Spitfire groping her breasts and giving her a good, no great pounding. And when Spitfire pulled one of her massive mammaries back, wrapped her mouth around the nipple, and began suckling on it, Dash went over the edge.
As she screamed and her orgasm raged throughout her body, the magic within her activated, sending a surge toward her ovaries. Quickly, eggs began sliding down the tubes, one from each side to reach to their destination. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight eggs landed within her womb, ready for fertilisation.
However, no more managed to make it down after that.
As Dash’s orgasm came, her marehood clamped down on Spitfire's member, pushing the yellow mare over the edge.
Dash and Spitfire cried out together as the head of Spitfire’s cock flared and unleashed a surge of her hot, thick, virile seed directly into Dash’s womb and coating the eight eggs within, instantly impregnating the cyan mare.
The magic, sensing the second component of life and fertilization, ceased the flow of the eggs. It destroyed any still in the tubes and awaiting to go down them and immediately replaced them and the eight that made it into the womb with more eggs within the ovaries, before it settled down. It would be dormant until the pregnancy had passed term.
Dash moaned as she felt Spitfire filling her womb with her seed with torrential spurt after torrential spurt, her stomach bloating out until she looked at least five months pregnant.
Once both mares came down from their orgasms, they slumped, Spitfire holding Dash from behind as the warm water continued to cascade down atop them.
They remained there; both exhausted more than expected due to their second round being so much more intense that the first.
Thick trails of Spitfire’s seed began seeping from Dash’s now gaping marehood as the yellow mare’s cock withered, shrinking down until it had hidden into its sheath for the first time.
“W-wow, Dash,” Spitfire panted, grinning at the mare in her arms. “Y-you really have more endurance than I gave you credit for.”
Dash chuckled back, struggling to remain conscious. “Y-yeah?” She gave a playful smirk. “S-so, you gonna help me raise the babies you just pumped into me?”
They both laughed, not knowing that is exactly what Spitfire had pumped into her.
After several moments of resting as warm water came down on them, the two mares struggled to stand, leaning against each other for support, before they began moving out of the shower. The water turned off the moment they stepped out thanks to the magical sensors Dash had gotten Twilight to install for it to know not to continue pouring water when nopony was in there. The cyan mare groggily led her leader to her bedroom.
If she weren’t so exhausted from being ridden so hard by her idol, she might have felt slight embarrassment with all the Wonderbolts and Daring Do posters hung about in her room, especially since one of them was of Spitfire in a very lewd position. However, drained as she was from her recent long weeks, not to mention the fierce rutting she’d just gotten, she couldn’t care less at the moment and just flopped down on her bed, Spitfire right beside her. Neither mare cared that they were still wet so they decided to let the cloud home absorb the water as it dripped from them.
The two mares’ eyes closed, looking at each other before sleep took them. Neither of them were the least bit aware about the massive shift that had just occurred in their lives.
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Twilight huffed, her face red as she came down from an orgasm. Fortunately for her, Discord had given her a crystal ball to ‘check up’ on her friends as she saw fit after she cast the spells on Dash and her mentor. Needless to say, her hands found themselves quite busy from the show the two mares put on for her, albeit unknowingly.
She hadn’t expected to get so turned on watching her speedster friend and the Wonderbolts captain doing it.
A small part of her wanted to feel guilty for what she did to Dash. Dash was going to have to train extra hard now to be able to maneuver with her new body structure. Sure, Spitfire had promised to promote her, and Twilight knew Spitfire would keep her word, but Dash still had a lot of work ahead of her to get to a point she'd able to fly like she could before Twilight cast that spell.
However, Twilight was unaware of the other effect of the spell. She had no idea that her actions in using that spell and this latest plan had resulted in her speedster friend now carrying several fertilized eggs. The Extreme Heat part of the spell was something she had overlooked in her hast to find something to get even with Dash for spreading the word about Twilight, Fluttershy and Pinkie's romp in the her home, a side-effect that, had she seen it, she may have chosen another method of revenge on the cyan Pegasus.
Twilight's little exploit of the Futa Spell was something she'd decided to do to make up for the fact the spell she cast to increase the size of Dash's bust and butt.
She’d known Dash had a major crush on Spitfire since they became friends. After some observation and a little snooping on Cadance’s part to assist, she’d also learned Spitfire had feelings for Dash as well but had hidden them due to not knowing whether Dash really cared for her, or if it was just a fan-girl crush.Plus, hers and Dash's attempts at a relationship had fullen by the wayside pretty fast. In the end, the two had only really had minor crushes on each other, so they ended it on good terms.
Perhaps in a sense of twisted irony, as it was spawned on by her guilt, Twilight had brought together two ponies who had uncertainties about each other. To top it off, they had extremely passionate sex and, though Twilight did not know it, Dash would now become a mother.
A part of her wanted to be miffed about failing in her revenge as her conscience had gotten the better of her and caused her to try and make up for it. However, that vain part of herself was pushed aside by the part of her that was happy for her friend. She was glad to have been able to help Dash be with the mare she belonged with.
She sighed, putting it from her mind. She halted the spell on the crystal ball so that the image of Dash and Spitfire sleeping together faded until there was just light-blue crystal. For now, she had to prepare. Keeping the fact she knew Dash and Spitfire were now and item and waiting until the pair told them would be hard, but she wouldn’t spoil this one.
After magically cleaning up her mess, Twilight walked out of the throne room and went to her room, opening the door to reveal a naked Twilicane (or Goldie, as Pinkie had decided to call her) and Pinkie, sitting on her bed, giving her the bedroom eyes, causing the cock Goldie given her to become large and erect, just like Pinkie's. Though the Alicorn and the magically created from her golden cane unicorn hadn't gotten along at first, neither could deny they enjoyed their private time with Pinkie and with Spike currently over at Rarity's, until Celestia and Luna got back to her, Spike would remain female and Twilight felt it was a chance for her and Rarity to really see if they're relationship could further beyond Spike's simple crush. Twilight still needed to know what Goldie had done when she took Spike over there for new clothes, but she decided she'd figure it out later. For now, there was a golden unicorn whose pussy and ass had a date with an Alicorn and Earth Pony, in that order.
She closed the door, locking it with her magic and soundproofing the room as she readied for the night ahead.
Author's Note
Yeah. Thought it up and... wanted to write it.
It was easier to write than i'd have expected, but i guess that's because they've humanoid-like bodies and i wasn't involving it in a universe where mares are looked down upon.
I posted this now because i was chatting with some friends on skype and when i mentioned the idea of this story, one of them trolled around with it, then said they'd write the trollified version, so i decided to post this now so that i didn't lose credit for the original idea, which is much better done, i assure you, since this isn't meant to be a trollfic in anyway.
Now, as for more updates, there is one more chapter currently done, but i don't plan on getting back to this for a long while. i'd rather focus on my Five Score story right now.
Hope you enjoyed this, as much as you could enjoy this anyway and, til next time, later everypony.
PS Yes. i am partially ashamed for writing this
Edit 20/11/2016: Having finally managed to properly read all of teh temptation comics, this story will change a bit to fit more with the comics. However, (a spoiler for those who haven't read them yet) there will be some big differences. For one, in this story, the chrysalis thing never happened (namely because it would contradict canon beyond the anthro part anyway and i wanna keep to that when it comes to changelings) and neither did the part where Twi has sex with Luna, Celestia and Cadance. And, yes, twi and dash are not a thing like in Golden Temptations, nor is my original idea for Pinkie, twi and Flutters being together. Pinkie and twi still will be, but, Flutters will now be with Aj. Read Temptation Tales 2 the cure, to get an idea of what i mean.
Chapter 2
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“I hereby welcome you, Rainbow Danger Dash, as a full-fledged Wonderbolt,” Spitfire said, placing the badge on the chest of Rainbow’s full member’s Wonderbolts uniform.
Dash turned around as the crowd of ponies within the colosseum cheered, chanting “Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Dash!”
Dash held her chest high in pride, though its new size caused a few woots and wolf whistles to come from the crowd.
Almost a whole week had passed since Spitfire had found out why Dash had been skipping practice and then rutted her hard in the shower of her own home. She’d also covered for Dash, informing the Wonderbolts that Dash had been avoiding practice due to being sick.
Dash had to come clean about her new bust though, since she was the replacement who went with the Wonderbolts for their performance in Canterlot, but lied about how they happened, saying it was a late growth spurt that happened during her sick leave, maybe even the reason why she’d been sick, her body not being strong enough to fight illness whilst it grew so rapidly in that area.
She’d spent the whole week not only returning to practice, but also learning how to reach her regular speeds and dexterity with her new shift in body weight. It had taken some time and some serious, constant practice, but she had managed in the end to learn how to work with her new heaver load. As for how she'd become a full Wonderbolt when there were no open spots, Fire Streak was thinking of retiring soon, so she and Dash were going to rotate between each other, giving Dash time to find her place on the team and for Fire Streak to start easing into the idea of retiring from performing and just teaching.
A select few ponies, namely those who’d only barely made it onto the Reserves and didn’t putin nearly half the effort Dash did normally, complained about how Dash shouldn’t become a full Wonderbolt because of all the practice she’d been missing, but those in the Wonderbolts who knew Dash knew she had technically earned the right long ago, especially after having to deal with Wind Rider turning out to be a total dick, who tried to frame her and get her kicked out of the Wonderbolts altogether just to preserve his Long Distance Wonderbolts Record.
Spitfire had decided to keep her new futanari identify as a secret from the general public for now, going to Princess Twilight and having her cast an illusion spell on her. Only those Spitfire told about her new cock, like the whole Wonderbolts team, since they didn't keep secrets from each other, would be able to tell it is there.
She had no idea that Twilight new something she didn’t, so had accepted when the Princess agreed on the spot and didn’t ask questions.
When the ceremony ended, Rainbow was greeted by all her friends. Rarity kept giving Fluttershy an uncertain look. The reason why was not because, unlike Spitfire, Fluttershy had decided to let the world know about her being a futanari and, in her on Fluttershy way, proud, especially after she and Applejack had start dating.
No, it was because she was still getting used to the idea of the meek Pegasus now being a meek Batpony. Thanks to an apple given to the mare by Goldie, Fluttershy was now not only a permanent futanari, but she was now Flutterbat again. Her eyes were her usual ones and she acted just like she normally would, but her wings, ears and even her tongue were now those of Batponies.
It had also been followed by news that had somehow leaked (truthfully, it was Dash who’d leaked it, right after telling AJ about the three girls orgy the same day Twi enlarged her boobs) that Twilight and Pinkie were dating. The news had caused quite a stir, which Dash and Spitfire were thankful for, so they could keep their own blooming relationship on the down low until they were ready to come out.
As for Goldie... she was now living in Canterlot. Luna had said something about helping her out, though had not gone into anymore detail than that.
“Congrats, Rainbow,” Applejack said, the farm mare thumping the Pegasus on the shoulder. Lifting her trademark Stetson up a notch. She was wearing a red and green checked T-shirt over her chest, covering her modest BB breasts and jeans. “Ya got yer dream at long last.”
“Oh, yes. Congratulations, Rainbow,” Fluttershy said, only just audible amongst all the other noises. She was wearing a light-green sleeveless shirt, a light-blue skirt and thigh high white socks. She was keeping close to the farm mare, as she kept getting confused glances from pegasi who noticed her bat-like appearance, yet knew she hadn't been one before.
“Alright, Rainbow Dash!” Scootaloo cried, thumping into the cyan mare and hugging her waist. The young filly had been invited by Dash personally. She was wearing denim jeans shorts and a black T-shirt.
Dash chuckled, mussing up the orange filly’s purple hair. “Thanks, squirt.”
Twilight nodded a soft smile, hiding a small smirk on her face. She was wearing a light-purple blouse over a long-sleeve white shirt, a purple skirt and thigh-high dark-purple socks.
Though, inwardly, she was still puzzling over something, something she had been trying to figure out since before she desired revenge on Dash for not only peeping on her threesome with Pinks and Flutters, but also something that now connected their other friends.
She still had no idea why Fluttershy, and Pinkie had become futanaris that day. Sure, it had helped her, Pinkie start a relationship and it helped Fluttershy and AJ start theirs, but she still didn't understand why it had happened in the first place.
Having had a week to try and figure it out, she'd come up with nothing. None of the spells in the book she'd used to find the spell she cast on Dash had anything beyond the one day Futa Spells, as she'd had to tell Dash several hours after they'd had the revenge orgy with the Pegasus, nor why the spell hadn't worn off Dash after the few hours the spell said it would last. Same with the cocks she'd given Rarity and AJ. They'd vanished by the next day, but Fluttershy's hadn't. Though she'd not given it to her, nor did Shy know where it had come from to begin with, so it could be a type of Futa Spell she didn't know about.
“When we get back to Ponyville I’m going to throw a Congratulations on getting into the Wonderbolts and Achieving your dream, Rainbow party!” Pinkie's voice broke through the Alicorn's thoughts as the pink mare bounced, her breasts lifting up in the yellow sports-bra shirt that was part of the cheerleading outfit she’d chosen to wear today.
Rarity (who was wearing a lovely long purple gown with no sleeves and several strategically placed baby blue sapphires) blushed profusely and averted her eyes, the motion of Pinkie’s jump giving them a good veiw of her currently bare pussy as the yellow skirt lifted into the air as well. Despite everything, Pinkie had decided to go without underwear today, in case her Twi-Twi wanted to rut her in the toilets or something, and the white unicorn was still flustered by the pink pony's lack of care at having her region on visible display.
Dash grinned at the pink mare. “There’ll be Griffin Scones, right? And broccoli?”
It was no secret to any of Dash’s friends that, since last week, Dash had developed a very fond liking to the griffin national food, nor the vegetable that most fillies and colts acted like was poison. Rarity and Spitfire had noticed how much she'd eaten at the Wonderbolts' dinner right before Wind Rider tried to frame her, but hadn't paid it much mind.
“You bet, dweeb!” another voice laughed, before Dash was pulled back and trapped in a headlock as Gilda gave her a noggy. The griffin was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. Standing nearby was another female griffin that Pinkie and Dash recognized as Greta from when they’d visited Griffinstone to fix the Friendship problem there. She was wearing the same as Gilda, along with the same mangy-green scarf and moon clip from back then, though her T-shirt was green, like the colours around her eyes.
“Thanks again for coming here all the way from Griffinstone, Gilda,” the mare said, struggling herself out of the headlock.
Gilda nodded. “Like I’d miss the chance to see you become a Wonderbolt. It’s all you ever talked about doing during Junior Speedsters Flight Camp.”
Not long after, Dash and the others returned to Ponyville, Gilda helping Pinkie with the Griffin Scones as it was her grandfather Gruff’s secret recipe. Even Pinkie struggled to keep up the demand, Dash was plowing through them almost faster than they could bake them. Almost.
“So, anyway,” Dash called out after finishing another scone and taking a deep drink of punch to wash it down. “There’s something I wan’ed t’ tell you all.”
Everypony (and griffin and dragon) stopped what they were doing and looked to the cyan mare.
She glanced at Spitfire, who walked over and nodded.
Dash blushed, looking at the ground. “Spitfire and I wanted you all to know that we’re dating.”
There was silence for a few moments as all present took that in, before they all called out their congratulations.
“So, when’d this happen?” Twilight asked, giving a sly smile.
Dash looked away, not able to meet the Alicorn’s gaze. “A week after... well, that little talk we had.”
Twilight nodded, though everypony, dragon and griffin else gave confused glances at each other.
“Way to go, Spitfire!” Soarin yellowed, slamming the mare on the back. “Shoulda realized you flew that way.”
“I don’t,” she said, giving him a lidded stare. “Not just that way, at least. And you know it.”
Soarin grinned, nodding, understanding, as he was the same. “Oh ho. Got it, Captain.”
“I must say, Rainbow,” Rarity said as the Pegasus took some more broccoli, finished it, then got another scone and began eating it. “I’m very glad for you. Also, I had no idea you liked Griffin Scones and broccoli so much.”
“Me Nffer,” Dash said through a mouthful before swallowing. “But, after the day Spits and I decided to start dating, it’s like I can’t get enough.”
Nopony noticed Twilight’s smirk at those words.
“Hope you still got room, though,” Pinkie grinned pulling a tray of cupcakes out from... well, nowhere, really, but nopony was going to question it. Gilda and Greta, however, stared in confusion. “I made my patented Pinkie Pie’s Pineapple and Peanut Butter swirl cupcakes.”
Rainbow grinned. “Heck, yeah!” she grabbed a cupcake and shoved the whole thing in her mouth and began chewing. “Pinkie, you struck genius when you made these—” Her eyes widened and one hand flew to her mouth, while the other clutched her stomach. “Oh, crap!”
The others all looked to each other in confusion, including Twilight, who was very puzzled by the cyan mare's reaction.
“Make way!” the cyan mare cried, hastily extending her wings and shooting through the air and upstairs. “Gonna blow!”
There was silence for several moments, before all present winced as they heard the sound of hard retching coming from the bathroom.
“Oh... my,” Fluttershy murmured, spreading her wings and hurrying up to comfort the upchucking mare.
“But... Dashie always loved my Pineapple and Peanut Butter swirl cupcakes,” Pinkie said, her hair starting to deflate and lose its happy bounce, her eyes watering with tears. “Why do they make her throw up now?”
Spitfire sigh, shaking her head and putting a head to her forehead. “She didn’t think, did she?”
Applejack looked to the fiery-maned Pegasus with confusion. “Whadda ya mean, Spitfire?”
The Wonderbolts Captain folded her arms, shaking her head. “Anything with peanuts seems to make her puke these days. Been happening ever since we decided to start dating.”
Twilight wore a look of confusion the same as the others all wore. She couldn't understand Spitfire's reasoning at all.
“What a load of crap,” Gilda said, folding her arms. “Back at Flight Camp, Dash always enjoyed PB and J day in the cafeteria. Heck, she even beat up one of the colts who liked picking on us because he purposely took the last one just to spite her.”
“An’ Rainbow’s always been eatin’ stuff with peanuts in ’em,” Applejack agreed with the griffin. “Ah can’ count the number o’ times we had competitions where we’d be eating stuff with peanuts. Granny Smith’s peanut butter and apple crumble is one o’ her favourites when she comes over for dinner.”
Spitfire just shrugged. “Hey, call it as I see it. First morning after we decided to date, she made us both PB and Js and seconds after biting into hers was the same as what’s happening now.”
“So... it wasn’t that she doesn’t like my baking... it’s just that she suddenly can’t eat peanuts without puking?” Pinkie asked, blinking.
Spitfire nodded.
At once Pinkie’s hair sprang back up to its regular poofiness and regained all its colour. “Well, that’s okay. Except Dashie can’t eat peanuts anymore. That’s not fair. I hope she's not allergic now. Maybe I could find a way to make a new peanut she can eat What would I call it? Non-Peanut? A nonut?”
The yellow Pegasus glanced at the other ponies, all of whom shook their heads and shrugged.
Leaving Pinkie to her now one way conversation on how to have a peanut without the peanut, Spitfire moved towards the stairs, intending to head up. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go and comfort my marefriend.”
They all watched her go up until she was out of sight, before breaking into quiet murmurs, all wondering why Dash couldn’t have peanuts without throwing up anymore.
Twilight interacted with the conversations, even though she wanted to figure out exactly why Dash couldn’t eat Peanuts anymore. It was very odd, but she would have to wait to try and look into it.
For now she would have to accept having no idea what was going on as much as the rest of them.
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“Finished?” Spitfire asked the mare hunched over porcelain bowl about half an hour later, rubbing her back.
Dash coughed, groaning. “Yeah. Yeah, I think I’m good.”
“Think we should call it a night?” Spitfire asked as she and Dash left the bathroom after flushing the contents of Dash’s stomach down the drain and washing their heads.
Dash sighed, wiping her brow to clear some of the sweat away. “Yeah. Yeah, I... I think that would be best.”
They both said their farewells to the others, before Spitfire helped Dash to fly back to her cloud house and lay her down on the cloudbed.
“You staying?” the cyan mare asked as she heaved a sigh upon being lain on the bed.
Spitfire smiled and lay down next to her marefriend, pulling the covers over both of them. “Let’s skip tumbling tonight, huh?”
Dash murmured a sleepy, “Uh-huh,” as she yawned and closed her eyes.
After their first two times, the two had pretty much spent every night since having the best sex they’d ever head.
Spitfire got so hot whenever Dash wailed as the yellow mare’s large meat slammed over and over into her pussy.
They changed it up every few nights. Sometimes Dash would lie on her back whilst Spitfire would piston into her, holding her ass firmly or pressing her hands down on Dash’s breasts. Other times Dash would be pressed against the wall while Spitfire only held her up by her ass, pulling Dash down onto her rod with each downstroke. There were times Spitfire would be on the bottom and Dash would ride her cowpony style. Others Dash would have her arms against the wall as Spitfire came at her from behind. Sometimes they sixty-nined each other, with Dash giving Spitfire a blowjob, whilst fingering the other mares pussy at the same time. Others, Dash would tit-fuck Spitfire while also sucking her off. And sometimes they did it doggy style, those being some of the hottest and roughest times of them all.
Tonight though, it was clear Dash was in no state for any sexy time fun, so Spitfire merely pulled the mare close to her and listened to her gentle breathing, before finally drifting off to sleep herself.
Author's Note
Sorry i waited so long.
Note that this chapter has not been edited and has actually been done for months, so if it seems off from the last chapter, that would be why, especially after giving it a few tweaks to match the new outline for the story.
Anyway, not sure when i'll get another chapter out, but after finally finishing all of the Temptation comics, i decided to rework this and chapter 1 a bit to fit a little more in line with the comics, though, as mentioned in the last chapter, the comic with twi being done by the other three princesses and the final with chrysalis are not canon to this story, as the ending of it kinda contradicted the point of this fic.
Anyway, i'll be delving a little into Flutters and AJ's relationship either next chapter or the one after and they'll learn Goldie had done something more to Flutters than simply turning her into Flutterbat again.
Whelp, now i'm going to try and get back to Twilight's Twinlight. With this out of the way, i can focus on that again, especially now that i can use my computer agian and don't need to go down to the local library just to use the computer AT ALL.
Til next time, later everypony
