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