May the Baddest Bitch Win!

by Hardcover

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Gilda, Random, Pinkie Pie, Sex
Length: 16886

Gilda and Rainbow Dash have a friendly competition to see who's the better lay.

It's all fun and games at first. Gilda and Rainbow Dash, old pals slowly reforging their friendship, hanging out just like the old days. But the two have always had rash competitive streaks, and when their pride is on the line, they'll go to great lengths to prove which one is more skilled in the sack.

But these things have a way of getting out of hoof, and pretty soon their friendly little wager becomes a high-stakes spectator sport, and neither one is willing to back down.

Contains: gratuitous amounts of lesbian sex, over-the-top shenanigans, lots of squirting

Published 2015-12-22 20:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-08-15 03:06:46 UTC

1- Lip Service

"Uhh, Pinkie? Are you sure this is what we're supposed to do?" Rainbow Dash asked. Pinkie was leading Gilda and her up on a makeshift stage that had been quickly set up in town square. Mares and stallions alike were already setting up benches, many of them wearing eager faces and cocky smirks.

"Of course! Whenever somepony challenges your sexual prowess, the only way to settle it is with a Dirty Duel! It's an ancient griffon tradition." Pinkie explained.

"Wait, wait, if it's an ancient griffon tradition, how come I've never heard of it?" Gilda said.

"I agree," Twilight Sparkle said, approaching the group from the other side of the stage. "I've been looking through my history books all afternoon, and I haven't found any mention of a 'Dirty Duel.' Are you sure you didn't make it up?"

"Are you sure you were looking in the right books?" Pinkie answered.

Mayor Mare now joined the rest of the ponies on stage, and Twilight gave a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank goodness you're here, Mayor. This event can't go on. The amount of indecency laws it would be breaking alone-"

"Oh, but Twilight, we wouldn't want to trample on griffon tradition, would we?" the Mayor returned. "Pinkie Pie was so generous as to take me right to the source text to make sure we got every detail of the competition correct. And, after your friends' blunder in failing to recover the Idol of Boreas under your leadership, Princess, we could certainly use the chance to prove to Griffonstone that Equestria is very pro-griffon, wouldn't you agree? When Gilda returns home and tells her people about her experiences, don't you think they'll be impressed?"

"Uhh sure..." Twilight was caught off guard. "But you set this all up by following instructions in a book? That Pinkie Pie showed you?"

"Oh, yes. It was a fascinating read, if I do say so myself," the Mayor answered.

"You wouldn't happen to be able to loan me your copy, then, Pinkie, would you? Or at least tell me the title?" Twilight fished.

"It's like, in every library ever, Twilight! I'm surprised you haven't read it yet. Not too fond of griffon history, eh?"

"It's not that- well, I guess I'll just go double-check myself, then..." Twilight said as she left the stage, feeling like she was having a nightmare.

"Okie dokie lokie, because we've got a Dirty Duel to get on with!" Pinkie hollered to the modestly-sized crowd, who cheered back at her.

"So what are the rules of this thing?" Rainbow Dash whispered to Gilda.

"I have no idea, but it doesn't sound good," she answered.

"Ladies and gentlecolts!" Mayor Mare began to address the crowd. "I would like to welcome you to Ponyville's first Dirty Duel! On this day we celebrate a timeless artifact of griffon history, and remind ourselves about the rich culture of our feathered friends. It is my hope that by watching this elaborate performance of strength and grace, that you will come to a deeper understanding of the world griffons come from, and help Ponyville lead Equestria in griffon/equine relations." She paused to let the crowd applaud for a moment. "Pinkie Pie will be our appointed Master of Ceremonies and referee for the competition. So without further ado, please proceed with the Duel, Pinkie!"

Rainbow Dash and Gilda exchanged suspicious looks, but Pinkie came between them, wrapping her arms around their necks. "Alright, ladies, listen up! We're going classic Grover rules: females only, no scratching or mane-pulling. Loser becomes the winner's slave for a moon. The first round is all about pure skill. You're gonna take turns eating each other out while the referee, that's me, keeps time. The receiver chooses whatever position they get to be in, no talons or hooves, and no mouth above the nipples. Whoever takes the longest to cum wins the first round!"

"Wait, wait," Rainbow Dash put a hoof on her pink friend's chest. "You mean, eat each other out in front of everypony?"

"Yep!" Pinkie answered cheerfully. "The Dirty Duel was a beloved competition for griffons, the ultimate contest of honor, skill, and willpower. Entire cities used to watch lords and ladies duel, and the winner would make their new servant bring them meals at the victory feast."

"Yeah, that's humiliating," Rainbow Dash said. "There's no way I'm doing this."

"What's the matter, Dash? Chicken?" Gilda shot at her.

Rainbow Dash was taken aback, but she saw a fierce mettle in Gilda's eyes. Even if it was stupid, even if it was humiliating, if Dash backed out first, Gilda would bring it up for the rest of forever about how she "wasn't mare enough to take her on in that duel." And Rainbow Dash was anything but a coward.

She scoffed at Gilda. "Speak for yourself, pigeon."

Gilda puffed up like she was about to tear Rainbow's eyes out, but Pinkie Pie came between them again. "Coin toss to see who goes first."

Gilda won. "You go first, Dash. This beak's gonna make you scream."

Rainbow Dash nodded. "Rainbow Dash, take your position," Pinkie prompted. Already, her competitive mind was strategizing, figuring out what position might best help her hold out against Gilda. She figured that her beak might make things difficult, so she opted to simply bend down, putting her clit on the bottom side of her torso. That way, Gilda's longer upper bill would get in the way.

"Alright girls, are you ready?" Rainbow looked behind her, past her raised rump to exchange a steely nod with Gilda. She gulped when she turned to face forward, catching all the eyes of the spectating ponies on her. She felt heat flood her cheeks as her mouth felt suddenly dry. This would be something they would never forget. Rainbow Dash would forever be known as the mare who fucked a griffon onstage in town square. But it was too late to back down now, especially if it meant losing to Gilda. The only way this would be worth the reputation would be to win. She didn't have another choice. The look on Gilda's face when she beat her would justify everything.

Pinkie's voice drowned out her thoughts. "May the baddest bitch win! On your marks! Get set! FUCK!"

Before she knew it, she was raising her tail, exposing her taut ass and marehood to everypony present. She exhaled, steadying her nerves. It would be worth the bragging rights.

"Ahh!" her head shot up as she moaned. Gilda shoved her beak into her nethers, but all she felt was tongue. Not on her clit, not yet at least, but that pointed griffon tongue was exploring every inch of her folds, inside her slot and out. It had been a while since Rainbow had rolled in the hay with a pony, and the attention was something she hadn't realized she'd been needing for so long.

Dash knew that any competition was all a mind game, though. If she could break Gilda's focus and hold her own when her turn came, she could win this round easy. "Enjoying yourself back there Gilda?" she taunted, looking back at her opponent.

Just as Rainbow Dash hoped, Gilda paused to return the taunt, her face like a soldier's in the heat of battle. "I should ask you. You're already soaking wet, Dash," the griffon answered, wiping her beak on her talons for emphasis before diving back in.

Rainbow bit her lip as her marehood was assaulted by that hot, probing tongue again. "Oh please," she huffed, "After this I bet you'll be begging me for another taste of this pussy."

Whether it was Gilda's saliva or Dash's own wetness, the pegasus didn't know, but she could feel that Gilda was right. Her cheeks and even the tops of her thighs were feeling extra cool as the breeze rolled over them. Dash would have tried another taunt, but it was all she could do not to moan with an incredible heat spreading through her groin. How Gilda managed to keep her beak out of the way, she had no idea, but she was getting nothing but tongue, and in all the right places.

Her eyes widened when that tongue took its first swipe over her clit. "Ah!" she hissed against her will. But as soon as the electric sensation had finished radiating throughout her lower body, it was gone as Gilda moved back to lapping over the outside of her pussy lips. Gilda was going with a slower approach, taking the time to warm Rainbow Dash up properly like it was a first date, and Rainbow knew that even if Gilda had laid off for a moment, the break wasn't going to last long.

Rainbow Dash could feel the heat of the audience's eyes on her body as well. She glanced at them, seeing stallions resisting the urge to pump their erect cocks and mares elbowing their friends and laughing at the looks on Rainbow's face. It was one thing to be a spectacle for the town, but it was another thing to think about all those stallions imagining themselves having their way with her when they were alone. And it was an entirely different thing realizing that after this she would have the reputation of a slut among her fellow mares, no matter what Twilight or anypony else did to combat it.

It didn't matter if she was the Element of Loyalty before. It didn't matter if she had been a top competitor in the Equestria games. She wasn't a hero to these ponies anymore. Her moans and blushes, her flanks and marehood, her wetness and eventual orgasm were simply entertainment to the audience. Rainbow Dash was entertainment now.

"Fuck!" Rainbow screamed. She felt the beak now, and Gilda was sliding it into her marehood, her tongue swirling around her clit all the while. After it was a couple of inches in, Gilda pulled back only to thrust forward again. She was fucking Rainbow Dash with her beak! And between the rough edges of the beak and soft, wet teasing of the tongue, Rainbow Dash didn't stand a chance of holding in her cry.

Cheers sounded behind them, and Rainbow Dash didn't know if they were cheering for Gilda or for her. They probably were just cheering for the action, she realized. This was better than any porn they could find in magazines, and as much as that thought humiliated Rainbow Dash, the attention was having a powerful effect on her. Sweat beaded on her brow, and heat was spreading through her entire abdomen as Gilda worked over every inch of her pussy, inside and out. Dash could swear she had done this before.

Like a diving eagle, Gilda was going in for the kill. It must have been brutal thrusting with her face, but the force of her beak spreading Rainbow Dash's nethers, and the onslaught that was her tongue, lashing at Rainbow's sensitive clit was overwhelming. Rainbow bit her lip just to keep her moans in. But she wasn't a champion for nothing. She had more guts than Gilda could ever dream of, and she wasn't about to go down without a fight.

Dash breathed hard through her nose. The sweat was trickling down her neck, just as her juices were starting to trickle down Gilda's beak and wet her thighs. She clamped her eyes shut, letting the cries of pleasure well up in her throat before dying down. She tensed her belly, trying to keep the heat spreading through her abdomen under control. She even imagined Granny Smith as the one giving her the once-over instead of Gilda. Anything to delay her orgasm. Anything to make Gilda work for it. With some luck, Gilda's mouth might tire before she could even make Rainbow Dash cum.

Rainbow Dash allowed a smirk, as it seemed like that might just be the case. Gilda was lapping up her entire slot in broad strokes, and while surges of pleasure still coursed through her, it wasn't anything cum-threatening. She let a sigh escape. She could handle this.

The tongue withdrew, and Rainbow Dash awaited her concession.

"Ohh!" she barked out as Gilda's beak tweaked one of her nipples, the tongue flicking over the engorged nub. Dash had always prided herself on having nice, full teats for such an athletic mare, and Gilda had been jealous ever since they were teens. But the downside was how damn sensitive they were. With Gilda's skillful swirls of her tongue and firm tugs with her beak, even tending to the rest of her mounds, Rainbow Dash could feel her orgasm building once more. She had been caught with her guard down, and Gilda was capitalizing.

When Gilda licked her way back up Dash's belly, she assaulted the pegasus's clit with renewed vigor, cleaning her marehood of the new wave of fresh juice she had produced. Her tits still buzzed with sensation, and combined with the tongue lashing her bead was enduring, causing her legs to twitch and moans to spill from her lips, Dash knew it wasn't about trying to endure anymore. All she could do was delay the inevitable.

Everything seemed to slip away from her as pleasure built within her body. Her breathing and moans couldn't be held back, and her marehood throbbed and winked, her clit pushing out for Gilda's tongue to circle. Rainbow Dash's eyes rolled upward, her back legs trembling as she tried to stay upright. Her gut tightened, and she made one last attempt to try and hold everything back, clamping her eyes shut, gritting her teeth through her ecstatic groans, but it was no use. She felt the tension building, ready to burst at any moment, and she decided she might as well enjoy it.

"Oh- oh- ah," the noises tumbled from her mouth as Gilda ate out her pussy, her beak shoved deep in her marehood. With a final sharp intake, her clit and lips burning, Rainbow Dash went over the edge. "Aww yeah..." she moaned, grinning wide as her pussy began to clench and surge, juices flowing from her as the fire in her clit spread to the rest of her body in a cool heat, every squeeze of her gut and marehood causing her whole body to jerk. She let the pleasure flood through her, not caring who was watching or what it meant for a few moments, her mind too overwhelmed to care.

"That sounds like cumming to me!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed. Looking at her stopwatch, she read off the time. "Three minutes, ten seconds. Not bad, Gilda!"

Gilda moved around to Rainbow Dash's side, wiping her beak once more, the feathers around it a little stained with mare juice. Still, her grin was cocky. "Dash, you came so fast, you'd think it was like a fantasy of yours or something. You got a crush on me, or do you just like fucking on stage?"

Rainbow felt her jaw clench at the taunt, but she kept her cool. "Oh, please. I had to think about fucking Soarin the whole time just so I could cum from that. Watch and learn." To punctuate, she whipped her tail at Gilda as she passed her.

Before Gilda could pounce on Rainbow, Pinkie took over. "Alright, Gilda, take your position!"

Gilda moved around Dash now, wearing a smug smile. She lied down on her back, resting her head on her arms and spreading her legs, revealing a tight-looking pair of lips, already leaking a clear bead from the thin stripe of pink between them. "I don't really expect you to know what you're doing, Dash, so try not to just dive bomb my clit. And don't be shy about the juice while you're down there. Remember, I like it sloppy!" She barked at Dash like she was ordering a pizza.

Rainbow Dash growled as Pinkie raised her arm. "On your marks! Get set! FUCK!"

Dash lunged at her, quickly burying her muzzle into Gilda's folds. Immediately, her nose was soaked in sticky griffoness fluids. Gilda hadn't been kidding when she told Rainbow Dash not to be shy about her juices; there was a lot of it, thick and hot, each drop seeming to cling to the fur on Dash's nose and slide down her face. Dash went to work cleaning, letting her tongue swipe along every inch of Gilda's snatch, collecting every drop of salty, tangy liquid. She had to admit, the taste was pretty good. It made exploring the tight pussy all the more interesting, but as the sounds of wet tongue sliding through thick fluid filled her ears, she didn't hear a single moan from Gilda.

It was all a mind game, Rainbow reminded herself. Stopping for just a moment, she grinned at Gilda, licking her sticky lips as the strands of juice connected Dash's lips and chin to Gilda's cunt. "Damn, Gilda, I didn't know eating me out turned you on this much. If you like it so much, I might give you another round with my pussy if you ask real nice."

Gilda hardly looked up, still reclining like she was on a beach. "I'm barely even wet, Dash. Quit being such an amateur."

She had to be kidding. But Dash couldn't lose time being surprised. She dove back in, re-wetting her muzzle with fresh fluid as the heat from Gilda's loins washed over her face. Dash knew that Gilda was acting cocky to compensate. It was all a bluff. This juice was a sign of how turned on she was, and Rainbow Dash was going to call her on it.

Slipping up, she found the little nub that was Gilda's clit nestled in the wet folds of her marehood. It wasn't nearly the size of a pony one, but Dash knew it wouldn't matter once she had her lips on it. Pursing her mouth, she planted a fierce kiss on it, sucking the bead in, lashing and swirling at it with her tongue.

"Nnf!" Gilda grunted, and Dash knew how much of the moan Gilda was biting back. She continued, twisting her head and lips around Gilda's clit, flicking and squeezing it with her tongue, even grinding her chin into Gilda's opening to create more pressure on her whole pussy. Sure enough, she felt a new wave of sticky wetness coat her chin and upper neck. She had Gilda right where she wanted her.

Or so she thought. "What did I say about dive bombing me, Dash?" Gilda said from above, her voice almost perfectly even. Dash almost stopped for a moment. "Everything's a race to you, huh?"

Okay, so Gilda hadn't been bluffing. No big deal. Rainbow Dash pulled off her clit to explore lower, probing her depths with her broad tongue, lapping the juice out from the tight inner walls. But Gilda seemed to retain her cool. "You call that sloppy? Quit being a prude, I've had burgers messier than this."

Rainbow Dash didn't know what to do now. Gilda was plenty wet, but she stayed laid back, seemingly nothing Dash did having an effect on her. Dash knew she wasn't an amateur, but Gilda was acting like Dash was her waiter instead of her partner.

She could hear the crowd's anxious murmurs, their snickers and 'ooh's. Rainbow Dash had thought being in the spotlight like this would make Gilda just as nervous as she had been, but the griffon's nerves were hard as steel. Instead, it was Dash who was experiencing another wave of embarrassment and fear. Not only was she fucking in front of the whole town, but she was losing.

No. She couldn't lose. She was Rainbow Dash! The most awesome pony who ever lived! Gilda had to have a weak spot. Dash started with her outer folds, licking over them, occasionally planting kisses, sucks, and licks on her golden-furred thighs. Gilda may have let out an "Mmm," but it was hardly the response Rainbow was looking for.

She moved higher, licking up her belly until she reached the dainty mounds that were Gilda's teats. They weren't Dash's size, but they were large enough for her to circle the soft flesh before latching onto a perky nipple, sucking firmly, flicking it with her tongue.

"You always did have a thing for tits, Dash. This must be a dream come true for you," Gilda taunted once more. Rainbow Dash was getting frustrated, and switched to the other nipple, tugging it hard with her lips, circling rapidly with her tongue. Gilda hardly let out more than a small, pleasured breath.

Rainbow Dash was running out of options, and both she and Gilda seemed to know it. The griffon finally leaned forward to grin smugly at her. "Give it up Dash. Maybe you can save yourself further embarrassment. I'll be sure to tell everypony you were just having an off day."

She gritted her teeth. Rainbow Dash may have been many things, even a public griffoness fucker as of today, but she was not a quitter. With a growl, she dove back down in a last-ditch effort to bring Gilda to climax.

Rainbow Dash plastered Gilda's butthole with her tongue. She absolutely lavished every inch of it, and thanked Celestia it was clean. She could feel just how tight it was as her lips explored it and the tip of her tongue prodded it, seeking to loosen it a little. Taking her friend's soft, plump rear in her hooves, she spread her cheeks to allow better access, and continued the oral assault on Gilda's ass, lapping wildly until every inch of it was wet.

"Ohh, fuck," Gilda groaned loud. Rainbow Dash almost grinned. Jackpot.

She pressed her face harder into Gilda's backside, really trying to force her tongue into that vice-tight ring, licking over her taint and inner cheeks as well. Gilda continued to moan above her, and as Dash thoroughly serviced her rear, she felt sticky strands of mare juice trickle down from above, coating Dash's muzzle and brow in waves. Gilda was one wet griffon, but Dash did a few more laps around her butt, really laying into her asshole, waiting until her entire rear was wet with thick griffoness fluid.

Dash lapped up the tangy juice in one stroke, moving in for the kill. Gilda's folds were practically gushing with arousal, and she was no longer reclining in cocky confidence, but hunched over in tense pleasure. Dash had her right where she want her.

"You want it sloppy?" Dash taunted. "Then I'll give ya sloppy."

She mashed her muzzle into Gilda's cunt, earning a high-pitched cry as she slurped at her sopping pussy. Rainbow Dash didn't lick to clean now, instead using her lips and tongue to spread the juice around. She nibbled and dragged her tongue from snatch to tits and back again, coating every part of Gilda's lower body in her hot fluid, and still ended up with a mouthful herself. But no matter how much she spread the sticky love around, every time she came back, Gilda's pussy had a fresh gob of creamy griffoness femcum for Dash to lap up. With every pass, she let her lips clamp down on Gilda's throbbing clit, each one earning a yelp from the gasping beak above.

Rainbow's face and neck were soaked, the strands running like spider silk from her to Gilda. But she didn't hesitate. She knew Gilda was right on the edge, and she dove in one last time to finish her off.

Diving onto her clit once more, Rainbow Dash sucked and swirled and lavished the bead. But as she did so, she lapped at everything else, rubbing her face in a back-and-forth motion all over Gilda's pussy, pressing in with her tongue and stroking over every last bit of sensitive flesh Gilda had just as much as she worked over her screaming clit.

"Nng! Mmf!" Gilda was hissing above her. Dash didn't let up, knowing her climax was seconds away. She continued her messy cunt eating until she heard that scream.

"Shit! Oh, fuck!" she cried out to the heavens as she started cumming. With her last lick, Dash felt a powerful burst of sticky juice hit her face. She jumped back in surprise, watching Gilda jerk and spasm, strangled moans tearing the air as gouts of fluid shot from her nethers into the air. Gilda was a squirter, and with every clench of her ecstatic body, a stream of her copious cum spurted from her, splattering across the stage and into the audience, dousing the upper bodies of a couple lucky stallions sitting front-row for the action.

After a long while it was over, and a raucous cheer went up for Gilda's gushing climax. Rainbow Dash and Gilda were both sprawled across the stage, trying to hold themselves up as they caught their breath. Their pussies burned and their lips tingled, Gilda's face and Dash's muzzle and neck each coated in each other's juices. All that was left was to see who had won.

"Wowee! We'll make sure to mark that splash zone for you fellas next time, amirite?" Pinkie Pie said, waving with her hooves to get another cheer from the crowd. "Now, for the moment you've all been waiting for. It was a close one, but finishing strong with a time of two minutes and fifty-four seconds, our winner is Rainbow Dash!"

"Yes!" Rainbow roared, her fatigue lifting from her as she rocketed into the sky with spread wings. She took a lap around the crowd, basking in their cheers and applause before stopping in front of a scowling Gilda. "In your face! And you thought you could out-fuck me? Better luck next time, Gilda."

"I wouldn't start the party yet, Rainbow Dash," Pinkie Pie interrupted. "The next round starts tomorrow, and I'd wager Gilda's gonna want her revenge!"

"Next round?" Rainbow Dash said. "What do you mean 'next round?' We gotta do this again?"

"You could always forfeit," Gilda said.

With her blood already pumping, Dash didn't hesitate to get in her face. "What's the matter? Scared to face the champ?"

Gilda shoved her beak into Dash's muzzle. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to fly straight for a month!" she growled.

"Looks like the competition's already heating up! Save it for tomorrow, ladies. This Duel's just getting started!"

Author's Note

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2- Turn the Other Cheek

Rainbow Dash groaned as she approached town square again. Already she could hear the chatter of the crowd gathering for the next round between her and Gilda. She hadn't been able to show her face after the competition yesterday; she was far too riddled with embarrassment, and she could only imagine what ponies would say to her now as she headed toward the site of the next round.

She had already publicly embarrassed herself once, though. What would be the harm in doing it again? At least that's what she told herself. It was only an attempt to justify the burning competitive spirit within her. It didn't matter if it was checkers or sex - Rainbow Dash wasn't a loser. And she was already a round up, so there was no way she could back out now. Especially not to Gilda. Not after their history together, a friendship forged in competition.

Besides, once this was all over, maybe there was a way she could use this to advance her fame? At the very least, having Gilda as a slave for a month would be fun. She hadn't considered what she would do yet if she won, but the mere idea of seeing Gilda so defeated and humiliated was reward enough.

She plodded on, avoiding flying, intentionally making the trip longer. She didn't want to be seen, not after yesterday, but as she walked down main street, she could hear the swell of voices just around the corner. She took a deep breath to calm herself. No going back now.

Rainbow Dash stepped out into town square. It didn't take long for ponies to notice her. Stallions grinned at her, and mares snickered as she approached. The crowd was twice the size of yesterday, and the benches they sat on looked like they had been repainted. Gilda was already on stage with Pinkie Pie and Mayor Mare, and a large banner with "DIRTY DUEL" written on it, Rainbow Dash's and Gilda's heads facing off angrily on either side of the words, hung over it all. As she stepped up onstage, she could hear ponies making comments about her ass, or interpreting a stir of her wings as a sign of arousal. Once she was on the boards, she could see the front row of benches had been painted blue, with the white words "SQUIRT ZONE" on the backs. Those seats were packed with very eager, vaguely creepy looking stallions, their eyes wide with excitement, their hooves already furtively stirring their sheaths.

Twilight Sparkle was at it again with Pinkie Pie, looking haggard and quite without sleep, carrying Spike with her. "I searched every library, Pinkie. I even wrote to the Canterlot librarian, and they didn't have it either! I simply cannot find any book on griffon culture that mentions a "Dirty Duel!" It doesn't exist!"

"Well, Twilight, I'm pretty sure it does exist. I remember reading about it before Rainbow Dash and Pinkie went off to Griffonstone," Spike said.

Twilight craned her neck to glare at him, pure fury seething from her face. "You didn't think to bring this up earlier!?"

Spike just shrugged. "You kept telling me 'not now, Spike.' Like always."

"Ugh! Fine! Take me to this book, Spike!" she commanded, swooping off back to her castle.

Pinkie Pie was unfazed. "So, you girls ready? Feeling good? Not nervous about performing lewd sex acts in front of dozens of ponies?"

"Ugh, don't remind me," Rainbow Dash told her.

"What's the matter, Dash? Don't want the mean stallions to make fun of that flat ass of yours?" Gilda taunted.

Dash's face was burning in moments. "No, because they're gonna be too busy making fun of those mosquito bites you call tits!"

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard-!" Gilda roared back.

"We're ready to start, Mayor Mare!" Pinkie Pie called out.

The mayor stepped between them, the crowd's excited chatter settling as she waited to speak. "Ponies of Ponyville, thank you all for coming to this event once more to show your support for griffon-pony relations, and your appreciation for griffon culture. And for those of you that were in attendance yesterday, might I say, what an elegant tradition! I think we can all agree that we witnessed a true showing of beauty, dignity, and the august character of the griffons and their traditions, and I am certain that today will be no different. So, without further ado, I shall turn things over to our referee, Pinkie Pie, to explain the rules of the next round in this Dirty Duel."

Pinkie Pie jumped in front of the mayor, her voice cutting above all. "Alright ladies, yesterday, you put your money where your mouth was. But today, you're gonna back it up with those backsides - we're gonna have an ANAL BEAD TUG OF WAR!"

She held up a string of hot pink beads, long, with each sphere about the size of a golf ball. Gilda and Rainbow Dash gulped as the crowd applauded and cheered. Anal beads were not supposed to be that big, and exactly how many were on that string? They felt their rears clench instinctively.

Mayor Mare ducked in front of Pinkie Pie, and announced, "We'd like to thank our sponsor, Naughty Wyvern, for providing us with the necessary equipment for today's event, and for helping us all 'become adventurous.'"

Pinkie Pie leap-frogged over Mayor Mare. "Our two contestants are going each insert half the string into their tight little tushies, for a total of twenty beads each."

"Twenty beads?" Gilda interrupted. "Twenty beads at that size is way too much. There's no way we're gonna be able to fit them all."

"It's not as much as you'd think, and any less and the competition will be too short! C'mon, live a little! Not every day you get to stuff twenty big beads in your butt and have 'em yanked out in front of a crowd."

Gilda and Rainbow Dash were not impressed. "Whatever," the griffon huffed.

"Anyway, as I was saying, once they're in, you girls are gonna try and get 'em out of each other without using your talons, hooves, mouth, or any other part of your body to touch them. You are allowed to fly, though, so you're gonna want to fly in opposite directions as fast as you can and clench those cheeks tight. Last one with a bead still in her butt wins!"

The two competitors scowled. This event was more humiliating than the last. Rainbow Dash's reassured confidence from earlier was starting to shrivel up. The only thing keeping her from conceding and sparing herself further embarrassment was knowing that Gilda wasn't going to back down.

"Alright ladies, raise those tails and we'll get those tailholes all lubed up with some Naughty Wyvern Pussy Juice Lubricant!"

"Lemme guess, another sponsorship deal?" Rainbow Dash asked as she turned around. Pinkie didn't bother answering, fishing out a bottle of clear fluid.

The two competitors had to take deep breaths to steady themselves and fight blushes. But when Pinkie Pie stepped up behind them, they gingerly lifted their tails. Rainbow Dash could already hear the crowd murmuring, feel them craning to get a better look.

"Gah!" she jumped as she felt a cold, sticky fluid slathered onto her anus. Pinkie's hoof wasn't gentle, prodding hard to massage the lube deep into her ring. When she finished, the breeze felt chillier, and she didn't want to put her tail down. She felt more self-conscious than ever.

"Nnf," Gilda hissed behind her as Pinkie did the same. Rainbow Dash could only hope Gilda felt as awkward and exposed as she did.

"Alright ladies, here come beads," Pinkie announced. The competitors didn't bother responding, gritting their teeth or beaks in anticipation.

Rainbow Dash only heard a light rattling before she felt a large bulb pressed against her slickened rump. She grunted when Pinkie Pie started to push forward. Her hole resisted, a tight clenching, a pressure trying to invade her insides. She knew she had to relax, to try and let this unnatural thing inside of a hole it had no business going into. She steadied herself again.

She bit her lip when it popped in, her butt opening wide before closing shut again around the string. She grunted in her throat. There had certainly been pleasure that she hadn't expected, but now she could feel the foreign object inside of her, a little weight perched in her passages.

But only mere moments later, she huffed as she felt another bead pushing into her, forcing entrance, and she allowed this one in too. After the first one, they started coming quicker, Pinkie Pie feeding the big bulbs into her bottom at a steady pace. Rainbow Dash quickly lost count, but she felt a heat gather in her nethers as her backside became more and more full. Were these enchanted or something? As each bead passed her ring, she felt a warm sensation, like a stroking within her, loosening her up in more ways than one. She was pretty sure she was starting to get wet.

Finally, Pinkie stopped after the last orb made its way into Rainbow Dash. She groaned. She felt much more full than she expected, and every movement seemed to make her squirm. Flying like this would be awkward for sure.

Gilda grunted behind her as Pinkie Pie started pushing the rest of the beads into her ass. Gilda's moans were much less subdued, and Rainbow Dash wondered just how much pleasure she was deriving from this. Her breathing was already getting heavier, and as the final beads were inserted into her, her backside was forced closer and closer to Rainbow's. She could feel the heat pouring from the griffon's nethers on her own rump. Hopefully, that would only make things easier.

"Alright girls, we've got the beads in and ready to be yanked out! Rainbow Dash, you ready?" Pinkie Pie asked.

"Uh, I guess," she answered. She still felt uncomfortable, but was about as ready as she'd ever be.

"Gilda, you ready?'

"Just get on with it already!" she growled.

"Ponyville, you ready for some high-octane, high-speed, no-holds-barred, butt-stuffing, anal-bead-yanking action!?"

The roaring cheer of the crowd was immense, filling town square with shouts, screams, and stomping hooves.

"Alright! This round starts in..."

Rainbow Dash's legs tensed. She kept her breathing even. The weight of anticipation in the moments before a race started was crushing, and Rainbow had to summon all her discipline to keep still until Pinkie started, her legs and wings rippling with tension.

"Three!

"Two!

"One!

"Go!"

Rainbow Dash and Gilda took off in opposite directions, their legs propelling them up and forward like lightning. As soon as their wings lifted them into the air, flapping madly, the mere inches of string between their bottoms was stretched taut.

"Fuck!"

"Ahh!"

Both staggered in flight as several beads were tugged out of them, their tailholes split open, trying to close around the next bead, but the clenching only made the rough sensation ripple through their bodies even harder. The lube was good and prevented nearly all of the pain, but they were left with a hot, tingling sensation in their buttholes when they finally did manage to stop the movement. They flapped, steadying themselves, trying to regain their breath. Dash had lost four beads, Gilda three.

Sweat was already starting to form on Rainbow Dash's brow. That vague warmth she felt was now a raw heat that spread through her like a summer day. Her nethers pulsed. She hadn't expected that to feel so good, and if she hadn't been careful, she could have lost the whole thing right there, distracted by pleasure and roughness. She looked behind her to see how Gilda was doing. Dash couldn't believe she had already lost a fifth of her beads, and that Gilda had managed to hold on better. Maybe Gilda had experience with toys like these? Dash had never considered that, but the idea made her confidence waver.

The tugging was nonstop. Rainbow Dash had to clench her teeth as she squeezed her butt, trying to hold onto the next bead. Gilda's wings were strong, though, and Dash knew she couldn't hold on forever. The pressure against her hole was incredible, and now that it was coming from the inside instead of trying to enter, it was all the more intense, seeming to surge through her entire body. It was all she could do to hold on, every heartbeat sending sparks through her body. She could only tug harder against Gilda and hope.

Gilda wasn't about to give in, either. The harder Rainbow Dash flapped, the harder she flapped back. The pressure built, their bodies trembling, and the crowd strained and murmured to look at their taut holes and moist pussies.

"Nnf!" Gilda grunted as another bead was forced out of her. Her butt had weakened and spread for only a fraction of a second, but with the lubricant, that was enough to make her lose her grip and send another wave of pleasure through her.

Dash sighed with relief as she felt the distance between them grow slightly, even if the taut pulling in her butt hadn't let up. "Too bad, Gilda. I guess we all can't have buns of steel like me!" she taunted.

"Get a grip," Gilda answered. "You wish you had an ass like mine."

The griffon tugged hard in retaliation. "Ughh!" Rainbow Dash cried out as she lost two more beads, her marehood giving a definite throb as they passed out of her. She clenched her ass again, trying to catch her breath quickly. She hadn't been prepared for the burst of strength from Gilda, and she felt the heat of fury rise alongside the heat of pleasure within her. She was losing six to four now, and that was unacceptable.

Dash flapped harder. The two were staying in place, but Dash flew like she was going for a sonic rainboom. Gilda tried to reciprocate, and their wings and opposing momentum sent them away from the stage and over the crowd. Scores of necks craned up as camera shutters snapped pics of their underbellies, their taut nipples, dripping pussies, and slick assholes.

Yet no matter what Rainbow Dash did, Gilda's grip seemed tight and secure. Sweat was dripping down Rainbow's neck and back now, but no amount of effort could make Gilda budge.

"Nng, come on Dash," Gilda barked back. "With scrawny little flanks like that, no wonder you got so good with that mouth of yours. It's all the stallions want!"

"Argh!" Dash cried out as Gilda jerked again, another two beads yanked out of her asshole.

Before she could even catch her breath, Gilda was at it again. "You might have been pretty good at eating my pussy, but only because you were so good at kissing my ass!"

"Fuck!" Another yank, another two beads, another throb of her nethers as Rainbow Dash staggered in midair. Her belly felt lighter now, but her resolve was swaying as much as she was. How was Gilda pulling so hard without using her talons, tail, or beak? Rainbow Dash needed to figure it out, because the taut pressure against her asshole wasn't letting up, and she was already halfway to losing.

Rainbow Dash adjusted, shifting her hips forward a little as she steadied herself, and she felt some of the string come with her as she tugged Gilda backwards.

The pegasus grinned. This round really was about how good she was with her ass.

"Oh, you'd like me to do that again, wouldn't you? Why don't you moan for the crowd like you did yesterday?" Rainbow Dash said. She punctuated her remark with a buck of her hips and hindlegs, pulling her own butt forward, and the string of beads with her. Her wingpower added the last bit of force she needed to yank two beads out of Gilda's rear.

"Ohhh shit," Gilda cursed under her breath. Dash could hear her heavy breathing from where she flew, and she felt the line between them shake as she faltered. With an ass as sensitive as Gilda's, Rainbow Dash could only imagine how she must be feeling right now.

But she wasn't about to let up. "You sound like a cat in heat, Gilda. But I guess that's half-true, huh?" With another thrust forward, Dash got another bead out of Gilda, and another moan.

The two were both sweating and moaning, and Rainbow Dash could feel her pussy starting to drip from the pressure in her belly, but she could only imagine how Gilda was doing. The front rows beneath them were probably getting rained on by sticky drops of griffon juice. Dash knew she had to go in for the kill.

Gilda beat her to the punch. "I'd rather be half-cat than a loser!" Gilda barked. Rainbow Dash felt the line slack as Gilda flapped backwards, closer to Dash. Rainbow Dash didn't expect it, and wasn't able to match Gilda's speed, but as soon as she realized what was happening, it was too late. Gilda only needed a split-second of lax line to rocket forward.

The beads tore out of Rainbow Dash's asshole, several at a time, and her eyes shot open as pleasure overcame her. A jolt of lightning spread through her muscles, her belly wrenching as the rough, bumpy tugging took her. It was all she could do to squeeze down, part of it instinct, a response to her pleasure.

"Argh!" Rainbow Dash roared as the beads came to a stop, still tugging at her tailhole from within. She had lost six of them, and her chest shook with harsh panting as she tried to catch her breath. The crowd below had certainly gotten some rain from her now. For a moment, her thoughts were seized by the onlookers, gawking at her, lusting after her body on display for them. Her ears were burning with their voices.

"Damn, think of how she'd sound if you were stuffing her," a stallion commented.

"Yeah, but look at that griffon! She's leaking like a faucet! I don't think she's winning as hard as it looks."

Rainbow Dash knew Gilda would be winding up for the final push, the last tug that would tear the last four beads from her butt. But she had listened to the crowd enough. It was time to get her head back into the game.

"You're already a loser, Gilda," Rainbow Dash said. She bucked her hips forward, not even as hard as she had before, but she grinned in satisfaction as she felt two more beads fly free from Gilda's rump accompanied by a pleasured grunt. The taut stretching was strong in Rainbow's ass, but she knew she had the upper hoof. "You lost to me yesterday, remember? I was so good you couldn't help but squirt all over that crowd." She thrust again with another powerful pump of her wings, and Gilda roared as three more beads were yanked out, her juices spattering below as her pussy throbbed.

Gilda's breath was ragged, but she still barked back, "Yeah, and they were gawking at your tits just like they are now. Make sure to spread your legs and give 'em a good look!"

"Hnng!" Rainbow Dash grunted as Gilda pulled forward, yanking another two beads from Rainbow Dash. The pegasus only had two left, but she knew Gilda was desperate. She ignored the crowd, and started flapping backwards toward the unsuspecting griffon. The line grew awfully slack.

"No worries, I'll make sure you give them a repeat performance too!" Rainbow Dash taunted. Gilda's eyes widened as Dash shot forward like a bullet. The line straightened and straightened until it quickly snapped taut.

"Aughh! Fuck!" Gilda screamed. Beads were racing out of her ass fast as lightning. She tried to clench down, and they slowed slightly, but she was too tired and pleasure-addled to stop them entirely, only slow them, giving them more surface of her tailhole to tug against as Rainbow Dash yanked them out. The pleasure was overwhelming.

With a ragged cry, all eight remaining beads were ripped from Gilda's ass as she was driven to a spasming, moaning, squirting climax, her legs and tail twitching, her wings beating erratically to try and keep her aloft, her clear fluids spurting out over the crowd below as her voice rang out through town hall.

Rainbow Dash landed smugly on the stage as Gilda collapsed, her battered rump facing the crowd, her tail lofted aside, her wet pussy and abused hole open for all to see. She could still feel the beads in her ass, but without the tugging, she was able to relax. She wiped sweat from her brow, grinning down at the tired, defeated mess of a griffon next to her.

Pinkie Pie siezed Rainbow Dash's hoof and reared up on her hindlegs with the pegasus. "We have a winner! Round two goes to Rainbow Dash!"

Another raucous cheer from the crowd, and Rainbow Dash beamed back at them as they whooped and hollered and stamped their hooves. They loved her. They couldn't get enough of this.

Even if she was slutting herself in front of a crowd, maybe she could get used to this. After all, fame was fame, right?

Gilda groaned, and Rainbow Dash and the crowd could barely hear what she said as she jabbed a talon at her rival. "This... this isn't over, Rainbow Dash. We still got a ways to go. And I'm going to make you pay."

Dash played it cool. "Yeah, yeah. Try not to soak the stage, alright? Looks like they just painted it."

Pinkie Pie's voice cut above Gilda's growl. "Alright fillies and gentlecolts! The score stands Rainbow Dash two, Gilda zilch, but this Duel's still getting started, and it's anypony's game. Make sure to show up to tomorrow's round to see if our hometown gal can keep up her lead, or if we'll see the beginning of an epic comeback from the underdog griffon!"

Another cheer. Rainbow Dash waved, but froze when she felt that rough tension in her asshole again.

"Gah!" she cried out as the last two beads still lodged in her were yanked out of her asshole. She staggered as the last wave of pleasure shot through her, but then snapped her head to see what had happened. Gilda, still lying on the stage, held the string in her talons, grinning wickedly. Rainbow Dash snorted and lowered her ears, glaring at her.

"Looks like things are already heating up for tomorrow!" Pinkie Pie said.

Author's Note

Thanks to Flutternight, whose donation funded this bonus chapter. There's still three chapters yet to be unlocked, and Rainbow Dash currently leads with $15. Be sure to check out this blog post if you're interested in seeing more of this story.

3- Rubber to the Road

The stadium had received a few upgrades. The stands were a bit more official, no longer mere benches, and there was a red curtain and a large dome that served as the backstage area, all thanks to the hard work of local unicorns and builders. Rainbow Dash waited here for Gilda, but it was hard to drown out the din of the crowd assembling already for today's match. But even if it was hard to think with the noise, the pressure, and embarrassment of the past few days, Rainbow Dash had to keep her cool. She needed to speak to Gilda, alone.

It had all happened so fast that there wasn't any time to think. That one simple conversation had turned into a show, and then the show had turned into a public spectacle before Rainbow Dash even had time to ask how things had gotten so out of hoof. But they had, and Rainbow Dash needed to see if there was any way to stop this before it got worse.

But more than that, she wanted to know what was going on with Gilda. Even if this competition continued, she couldn't imagine why Gilda was so eager to keep it going. She was competitive, sure. Dash didn't like losing either. But this was another level of competitiveness that Rainbow Dash had never expected. Maybe it was a griffon thing, or maybe it was a secret kink of Gilda's, but whatever reasons Dash came up with try and justify it, she had to hear it from Gilda's beak herself.

Gilda stepped through the door and toward the stairs to the stage. She flipped the feathers out of her eyes, and when she saw Rainbow Dash, she did little more than offer a cocky smirk. But Rainbow Dash wasn't about to just let her walk by. "Hey, I got a bone to pick with you!" she called.

Gilda scoffed in return. "Oh yeah? You know we griffons eat bones, right?" She snapped her beak to punctuate her point.

Rainbow Dash just rolled her eyes. She wasn't hiding backstage to banter. "Cut the crap, Gilda. No pony's around to hear you trash talk. It's just us."

"So what do you want?" she said, standing on her hindlegs to lean against a post and cross her arms.

"I want to know what is with you," Dash said, pointing a hoof directly at Gilda's face. "This whole Dirty Duel thing? It's crazy, and we both know it. Not to mention humiliating."

Gilda chuckled to herself. "Nerves getting to you?" she replied.

Dash threw her hooves in the air. "That's it! That's what I'm talking about! It's like no pony cares about how... perverted all of this is! I mean, do you even care that all of those ponies out there are going to see you get your butt stuffed again?"

Gilda hardly batted an eye, rolling them instead. "Please, Dash. With the way you ponies are, I'm not surprised there's a crowd waiting to see some action without consequences."

Now Dash was even more confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Are you serious? You ponies are the most uptight, boring, and downright naive things on four legs." She could see that Rainbow Dash still didn't understand. She landed on her talons and walked up to the pegasus. "Maybe you don't see it because you're part of it, but we griffons? We're not like you. And not just because we're tougher than ponies. When we want to fuck, we fuck."

Rainbow swished her tail. "Hey, we fuck!" she insisted.

"No, you ponies 'make love' blushing and kissing the whole time," Gilda said, clasping her talons together and batting her lashes in a faux swoon. "When a griffon wants some tail, we just ask for it. I wouldn't put it past my old kings to come up with something dumb like this. Especially a male."

"Of course a male thought of it," Rainbow agreed.

Gilda continued. "But what gets me the most isn't how unsexy you ponies are. Deep down, I think you're even worse than the griffons."

"So which is it? Are we prudes or pervs?" Rainbow Dash replied.

"Oh, you're both. You ponies never talk about your bodies or sex stuff or anything like that. It's totally taboo. But then you walk around the way you do, your junk all out in the open. We griffons have more fur to cover our shit, but with how big even the average stallion is? No way you could hide that. Isn't that why we were pony watching when this all started?" Gilda explained.

"Alright, yeah. So what's your point?"

"My point is that you ponies spend a lot more time than you realize looking at each other's junk. But you never do anything about it. So when the first chance to have something really racy happen rolls around, and you can use 'griffon culture' or whatever as a scapegoat to get away with it, of course everypony's gonna go for it. What other outlet do you guys have?"

Rainbow Dash just shook her head in frustration. "That's not what I was getting at. I meant, you, Gilda. Why are you doing this? How come you don't back down?"

Gilda just shrugged. "I don't like to lose. And, well, it is kind of hot, I guess."

Now Rainbow's mouth hung open in stunned shock, her eye twitching. "You like it?"

"And you don't?" Gilda snapped back. "I'm not the only one cumming all over that stage. It's got plenty of your juice on it too, and I don't buy for a second that you've stuck with it this long against your will."

"That doesn't mean I want to keep doing it," Dash protested.

Gilda flipped her feathers again. "I know you Dash. You're winning," she said with a fierce glare. "Not just at a contest. A sex contest. You love to win as much as I do, but this isn't just any old challenge. You want to be the fastest. The coolest. And now you can prove that you're the hottest. The best fuck in all Equestria. You want that on your name. You want ponies to look at you like a sex object, and for the same reason I do: because we love getting cheered on by a crowd."

Rainbow Dash was left speechless. She wasn't the most introspective of mares, but when she opened her mouth to deny every word of it, she couldn't find anything to say. But Gilda couldn't be right! Could she?

The sex was kinky and interesting, and Gilda undeniably had a great body, that much Dash couldn't ignore. But when she thought back to the crowd, all those eyes on her, their cheers and jibes, and how embarrassed she had felt at first... the memory made her feel warm. In a very intimate way. It was humiliating, but it was... good? Rainbow Dash didn't think of herself as a masochist. She wasn't. She was the one in charge, and the one winning this contest. But maybe... Gilda had a point about those pony taboos. And maybe the thrill of breaking them was why Rainbow Dash felt her heart starting to race.

"So what, we just... keep going?" she asked quietly.

"Why not? We've come this far already," Gilda said.

Rainbow Dash found herself nodding. "I guess it's not so bad, if everypony's going along with it."

Gilda smiled a bit. "Might as well have fun with it."

Dash smiled a bit back. "Like... play up the crowd?"

"Go big or go home."

Now the two girls were grinning. "Yeah. Okay," Dash agreed. "You're on."

"I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into."

Rainbow Dash walked around Gilda with a cocky step and toss of her head. "Uh, I think that's my line? You're down two rounds already Gilda." She paused. "How long does this thing go on for anyway?"

"First to five," Gilda said. "So we're not even close to finishing yet. You got lucky with the last few rounds. But you can't take advantage of me like that forever. Eventually, the advantage will swing in my favor. And when it does, we'll see who's moaning like a slut."

Rainbow Dash shoved her muzzle right into Gilda's face. The fire, the searing electricity and anger between them was palpable. But their spirits were soaring. It was on.

"Places girls!" Pinkie Pie shouted as she stuck her head behind the curtains. "Round number three is about to start, and we've got a doozy of a crowd!"

And for once, Pinkie wasn't exaggerating. The seats now stretched back far enough to fill all of Ponyville Square, and nearly all of them were filled. A stallion even pushed the cart between aisles selling peanuts, pretzels, and cider. Speakers were positioned on either corner of the stage, and as Rainbow Dash and Gilda walked out, bright lights flared to life despite being well into the afternoon.

Before Pinkie could take her position on the mic, Twilight Sparkle popped in out of nowhere, grabbing Rainbow Dash by the shoulders. Her mane was frizzy and messy, and she had bags under her eyes. "Rainbow Dash! There you are! Just the mare I was looking for!" she said in a voice that was far too excited, even for Twilight.

"Uh, Twilight? Have you slept?" Rainbow asked.

"Of course not! I've been too busy looking for books! Specifically that guide to griffon history and culture that Pinkie mentioned, and sweet Celestia, you would not believe how hard it is to find a book when no pony will even tell you the title!" she said, letting out a forced and crazed laugh.

"Uh, that's great, Twilight, but-"

"But don't worry!" Twilight cut her off. "I'll keep looking if I have to search every library in Equestria! I just wanted to let you know that I was poofing off to Canterlot to check the royal archives. So, I'm going to poof off now! If you need anything, you'll just have to fly there to ask me!" And just as soon as she appeared, her horn flared and she was gone in a burst of fuschia light.

"Well, that's definitely going to get worse before it gets better," Pinkie Pie remarked. Rainbow Dash only shook her head. "You girls ready?"

"Yeah, we're ready. Just hurry up with the pre-show so we can find out what we're doing now," Gilda said.

“Okie dokey lokey!” Pinkie announced before grabbing the microphone. The assembled crowd perked up just at the sight of her, knowing the show was about to begin. “Hey there, Ponyville ponies! How are we doing today?”

Pinkie was met with a resounding cheer and chorus of stomping hooves. Rainbow Dash and Gilda just raised an eyebrow at each other.

“Still wanna give it your all?” Gilda asked under her breath.

“I never give anything less. And with a body like mine, you don’t stand a chance.”

“You’ll eat those words like you ate my cunt,” Gilda threatened, but both couldn’t help but grin a little.

Pinkie continued pumping up the crowd. “Fillies and gentlecolts, we’ve got a great show for you today! Equestria’s first Dirty Duel is really starting to heat up now, and the competition between these girls is fiercer than ever. So let’s bring out our contestants. First is our challenger Gilda, coming off another loss from yesterday’s anal bead tug of war.”

Some of the crowd cheered modestly for Gilda. One stallion shouted, “Show us your pussy!” Gilda responded by giving him her middle talon, and the crowd grew louder with a mix of cheers and boos.

Watching the way Gilda grinned at that made something click for Rainbow Dash. Gilda didn’t really mind the harassment from the crowd at all. And by being a bitch, she was able to get more of a response from the crowd. She had a character, and Rainbow Dash didn’t. Did she?

“And then we have our Equestrian hero, currently in the lead with two straight rounds and looking to make it a hat trick, we have the Pegasus speedster extraordinaire, Rainbow Dash!”

The cheers she got from the crowd were big. Stallions whooped and hollered, and mares screamed and whistled. Rainbow Dash’s ears rang from the noise of it all. Gilda could only grit her beak at the love Rainbow Dash got from her home turf. But Rainbow knew she couldn’t, and shouldn’t, coast on their cheers forever. She had to play to them. And after Pinkie’s introduction, she knew just how to do it.

Rainbow Dash snatched the microphone out of Pinkie’s hooves and spoke to the crowd. “Thank you, thank you, you guys are a great crowd. Really. It feels great being up here and seeing the turnout from my hometown like this. And it’s great that the first place ever in Equestria to have a Dirty Duel is right here in Ponyville. Right?” Rainbow Dash earned another cheer from the crowd’s pride. Gilda’s glare was practically burning a hole in Rainbow Dash’s skull, but Pinkie Pie wasn’t stopping her, so she continued. “But I think I’m going to have to apologize to all of you. You came out to see some action, and I’m not sure my opponent can deliver on that.” An ‘oooh’ rose from the crowd as Rainbow called Gilda out. Rainbow Dash grinned slyly at the griffon. “Now hold on, she deserves some credit. Gilda’s got a pussy you could drown in if you wanted. But they’re going to have to build a dam once I’m done with that tight little ass of hers.”

The cheers and jeers from the crowd that were hurled at the stage hit like a wall, but Rainbow Dash basked in the glow of the frenzy she had whipped up in them. Gilda stormed up and snatched the microphone from her. “Why don’t you put your pussy where your mouth is before you’re too busy eating out mine!” she challenged back. The crowd ‘oooh’ed in response, but in her shock and anger, Gilda’s jab was weak in comparison to Rainbow Dash’s taunt.

Pinkie slipped in between them and reclaimed the mic from Gilda’s talons. “Who’s ready to hear the event?” she asked. The crowd stomped again, and Gilda and Rainbow Dash exchanged glares and cocky glances while Pinkie wheeled out a cart covered in a cloth. “Today’s challenge is simple. If you wanted to know which one of these gals would make the better stallion, you’re about to find out, because we’ve got stap-ons!”

Pinkie yanked the cloth off the cart to reveal a stand holding a black leather waist harness and an assortment of rubber dildos. The girls had to gawk at the selection – there were cocks of all shapes, from the standard long and mottled pony ones, to red gryphon ones with thick knots at the base, to exotic ridged and barbed ones that could be modeled after dragons, manticores, and who knew what else. The sizes varied widely as well, each shape coming in a very small, manageable form to some that were big enough to make both girls gulp.

Gilda was already sighing. “So, what are the rules?” she asked, though she felt she already knew the answer.

“The rules are just like the first round! Receiver picks a position, and the giver chooses their weapon. Whoever lasts the longest wins. But for this round, no limits on the body – all holes are legal!” Pinkie said with a clap of her hooves.

Gilda met Dash’s confident grin. She rolled her eyes. “Well that’s great. I might as well just forfeit and spare my ass the stretch,” she grumbled.

“What happened to having fun with it?” Rainbow Dash challenged.

Gilda poked her with a talon. “We both know you’re just going to cram my ass full of cock until I’m butter. Congrats, you found my sweet spot. Do we really have to go through all of this when we know you’re going to win again?”

Rainbow Dash just shrugged. “If you want to be a quitter, fine. But I thought we were coming out here to give these ponies a show. Are you saying you don’t want to get your ass plugged on stage?”

Gilda fought back. “And what happened to miss meek mare? Are you saying you want to take a giant rubber dick on stage?”

Rainbow Dash’s eyes faltered, looking toward the stage floor for a moment. “Well…” she started softly, “I thought we’d be doing this together so… I do if you do,” she admitted.

The display of uncertainty from a mare who was trash talking a moment ago made Gilda want to gag. “Where’s all that tough shit now?” she asked, but Rainbow Dash didn’t have an answer. She rolled her eyes one more time. “Fine. You know what? Maybe I can’t last longer than you can with a cock in my ass. But I can sure as hell put on a better show than you. Now let’s do this,” she said.

Pinkie inserted herself between them again. “Gilda, since you lost the last round, you get to decide who bottoms first.”

“I’ll top first. At least then we can both get off, right?” Gilda said.

Rainbow Dash nodded. She had to exhale to steady and focus herself a little bit. Being confident about what she was about to do was still foreign and a little uncomfortable to her, but she couldn’t deny that working that crowd, hearing their cheers, and the idea of getting fucked by Gilda didn’t leave a knot of warmth in her belly. But with the assembled ponies murmuring in anticipation, their eager eyes on her, pouring over her body, hungry for action, looking at her like she was a sex symbol, her blood couldn’t help but race. She couldn’t deny it any longer. This was pretty hot.

Rainbow Dash took center stage and took her position. She simply laid on her back, her rear facing the crowd so that every pony could get a good look at her tight pussy and plump tits, her nipples already hardening. She turned to Gilda and beckoned with a hoof. “Come and get it.”

Gilda turned around from the dildo stand, now strapped into an angry red griffon cock with a thick knot. She grinned wickedly. "My pleasure."

She stalked toward Rainbow Dash, hardly waiting for Pinkie's signal, forcing the pink mare to quickly spit out, "Alright here we go it's the start of round three take your positions ready set go!"

Gilda spread her legs and straddled Rainbow Dash, letting that rubber cock hang over her waiting pussy, the pointed head poised to spear into her. "You might be winning, but that doesn't mean you can put on a better show than me. Try to keep up," Gilda said. She lifted her tail, showing off her own furred rump strapped with black leather and her pink gash already dribbling clear fluid down the underside of the cock.

Rainbow Dash scoffed. "Less talk and more - agh!" Her own cry cut her off as Gilda slammed her hips down, shoving the entirety of the griffon dildo into her folds, minus the knot, in one thrust. The feeling of suddenly feeling stuffed was a shock to Rainbow Dash's system, the stretching sensation rippling through her body in a tingly wave that forced her to catch a breath. Luckily, griffon cock wasn't nearly as long as horsecock, so Rainbow Dash's blue pussy didn't have too much trouble accommodating the synthetic prick.

But Gilda was on a timer, and that meant she wasn't about to let Rainbow Dash have a moment to adjust. She moved her hips like a piston, ramming her new cock into the pegasus like a battering ram, and with about as much grace. Gilda had to grit her beak at the motion. She wasn't used to moving her hips like this, even when riding a cock, and it would take some time to adjust to the movement. She widened her stance and gave the malehood some more room to work, and that seemed to help. Now she could feel a little feedback, not only Rainbow Dash's slick flesh stroking her numb appendage, but also the base of it gently pressing into her groin, lightly stimulating her clit, heat building from the work and friction. "Hah," Gilda let out the slightest of moans. Her own pussy was getting messy already, but she just kept her tail raised, making sure the audience could see every drop glint in the sunlight as her marehood drooled all over the rubber being plunged into her opponent.

And the audience cheered and hollered, enjoying the sight just as much as they did the view of Rainbow Dash's lips being spread open, blue flesh wrapped around red rubber, her teats jiggling with every impact and her face a twist of shock and pleasure. She fought to keep the moans down, but they fought back to spill out of her lips, and the air was laced with her voice. "Ah, fuck. Ohh- mmm." She bit her lip, but she couldn't resist the twisting pleasure of that shaft slamming her good. Even if it felt a bit alien, spongy and lukewarm, that hardened rubber knot ground against her clit deliciously, and the pointed tip jabbed deep enough to hit all the right spots inside. The advantage of having a female wielding the cock was that Gilda knew where a g-spot was, and once she got the hang of her new pound of flesh, she worked her hips to angle just right.

"Let 'em hear ya, Dash," Gilda taunted before thrusting hard, slamming that pointed tip right into Dash's inner button.

Rainbow Dash's eyes went wide. "Oh, fuck me Celestia!" she said as she threw her head back. Her legs kicked involuntarily, and now her own fluids were mixing with Gilda's as they coated the rubber flesh together, the speed of the action forming a bit of whitish foam over Rainbow's folds, her pussy begging for more and putting up the juice to prove it.

The audience cheered at her curse, and stallions called to the stage. "Pound her again!" "Give us the juice you sluts!" "I got dibs on sloppy seconds!" That last comment earned a laugh from those nearby. But Rainbow Dash's ears didn't burn quite like they did before. It was hard to embrace being a slut, but even though she couldn't see them, she could feel the eyes and attention, the energy of arousal in the air. Gilda was right on the money; everyone was getting off to this. And Rainbow Dash had to admit that she was too. Every thrust slammed her snatch and rocked her hips just right, and seeing Gilda's face above her, beak grit and growling, aggressive, sweating and thrusting with total power; Rainbow wouldn't be surprised if she ended up losing this one. This was something she'd remember for a while.

She had to keep it up. Rainbow forced a chuckle between gasps. "You know, for being the loser here, you're no slouch in bed. Shame you weren't born with a real cock, huh?"

Gilda didn't quite rise to the bait. "I'm sure you'd be moaning for it just like you are for this one, you little slut." Gilda could see the sweat working down Rainbow Dash's temples and neck, her mane quite tousled by now. Rainbow Dash was getting there, and even if she didn't have a sweet spot as explosive as Gilda's, she still had a few more buttons to press.

Rainbow Dash's mouth gaped as she suddenly felt empty - Gilda pulled out with a loud, wet slurp. She looked down to see the pointed red tip of the griffon dildo bobbing in the air dangerously, and Gilda grinned wickedly once more. "No limits, Dash," she said.

Dash realized what was happening. "Oh shi- ohhh," she called loud as Gilda grabbed her tits, those dextrous talons pinching her nipples and digging into the mounds before she thrust that slick cock right into the cleavage, burying the head into Rainbow Dash's belly. Rainbow had to bite her lip again; no pony could grab her teats like that, and the pressure, the squeeze on her hardened nubs, the wet rubber flesh pressing into her soft mammaries, sliding and stroking them, it all made her head swim. She couldn't bit her lip any longer when Gilda started to thrust, feeling her plump teats ripple when that knot rammed itself between them, Gilda twisting her nipples in time. "Ahhh!" she released her breath in a lusty moan. She didn't expect to be titfucked when this round was announced, but now she didn't care if she won at all. Her clit burned for more just like her nipples, and just like Gilda said, she wasn't going to hold back. "Yeah! Aw, that's good! Mmm, fuck those titties! Harder!" She almost couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth, but they felt too good to say.

Gilda laughed. "But you ponies aren't sluts, right? Gimme a break. You're loving every inch of this cock," Gilda said. She thrust farther into Rainbow Dash's tits, the tip of the griffon cock reaching up to her chest. Gilda held there, the flesh smearing the remnants of their juices on Rainbow's fur.

Rainbow just grinned up at her. "You gonna stop and brag, or are you gonna make me cum?"

Gilda grinned back. "Spread 'em," she commanded.

Rainbow Dash spread her legs wide, splaying herself out for the crowd. She was leaking almost as bad as Gilda was, and both of their butts and thighs were a mess of splattered juices. The audience's shouting got louder once they realized Dash was close. "Make her cum!" "Fuck her brains out Gilda!" "Come on and cum, Dash!" "Make that slut scream for it!"

Gilda lined up the tip of her cock with her talons. Dash looked up at her, and their eyes met. They couldn't help but smile.. No words needed to be said. They just nodded.

With one thrust, Gilda slammed her rubber cock back into Dash, a wet squelch racing through the air as she forced not only the shaft into her, but now the knot. Rainbow Dash gasped and her eyes shot wide again as her pussy was stretched far wider than ever before. Even if it wasn't a real knot, and the rubber had some give to it, it was still a hell of a filling, and now that head reached deeper than ever, right up against her g-spot. Dash had no words, only a trembling breath as she felt that knot of pleasure in her stomach twist again. Her orgasm was already building.

Gilda didn't withdraw her knot, though. Even if she wasn't a griffon male, she still knew what to do with it once it was inside. She pumped her hips forward, grinding her crotch and the knot into Rainbow Dash's clit with small yet forceful motions. Dash looked down to watch the action that was making her tremble now, the her pussy lips split with only the tiniest bit of red rubber visible, her clit throbbing as that slick flesh worked inside of her, and she could feel where the head was lodged in her belly, digging into the sweet spot deep inside of her marehood. But now she could only watch herself get fucked, her mouth dry, sweat beading down her body, and her pussy clenching rhythmically. It was happening.

Gilda stroked with a measured pace, working Dash's body over the edge, growling into her ear, "Come on Dash. Give it up and cum. You know you want to let it all out. You can't resist this knot. Just fucking cum already."

Dash knew she was right. She couldn't resist. Her eyes snapped shut, her forehooves wrapped around Gilda's arms, and she started to buck her hips into Gilda's thrusts. The energy was building, the dam was about to burst, and her clit was screaming with every motion of that cock, every stroke of her clit and every press of her g-spot. It was only a matter of moments before Dash was screaming too.

"Yeah, yeah. Yeah! Fuck! I'm... I'm- Ahh! I'm cumming! Yeah, I'm cumming! Fuck yeah!" Rainbow Dash's voice split through the stands as her body jerked and writhed, a gush of juice flowing around the knot and soaking her butt and Gilda's thighs, the smell of feminine issue mixing with their sweat for an arousing cocktail of scent, and Dash could only tremble and enjoy having that cock in her, moaning until she had no breath. She figured she might as well go out loudly, at least for Pinkie Pie's sake, who was holding the stopwatch.

As soon as Dash made the announcement, she hit the time. "Four minutes and four seconds! Nice going Dashie!" The crowd stomped their hooves for the performance. When Rainbow Dash's eyes opened, sweat stinging them, her breath heavy, Gilda was looking down over her, in about the same condition.

"You enjoyed that way too much," Gilda said.

"Oh yeah?" Dash said between pants. "Look me in the eye and tell me you aren't going to enjoy your turn."

Gilda flipped her feathers. "Never said I wouldn't." With a cruel grin, she tugged her hips back.

"Argh!" Dash grunted as Gilda yanked the rubber knot out of her all at once, the long cock coming free with more wet noise. Dash was glad the rubber have some give, but it still managed to smart a bit, and she doubled over, her pussy throbbing with a bit of pain.

Gilda went over to the dildo stand and Pinkie undid the straps and clasps that kept the harness off of her. When Dash was ready, she wobbled to her hooves, her head still swimming from her orgasm, and approached the cart. "You ready for your turn, Rainbow Dash?"

"Oh yeah," Dash said with a grin and a nod. "It's payback time."

"Don't hold back on me," Gilda said as Pinkie began to put the harness on her. Dash turned to Gilda, looking into her fierce, blazing gold eyes. Gilda jabbed her talon into Dash's chest again. "If I'm going to lose this, I'm not going to go down without a real performance. If I don't cum harder than I ever have in my life, I'm gonna take it out on your ass. Got it?"

Dash drew back in surprise. "Gil, I thought we were supposed to be enjoying ourselves. What's with all of this?"

"Just because we're having fun doesn't mean it stops being a competition," Gilda said. "I might lose this whole thing. You might be a better lay than me. But I can beat you in other ways. You're my friend, but you're still a pony. And no pony will ever be more hardcore than me. Got it?"

Rainbow Dash stood a little dumbfounded at that while Pinkie finished on the last strap. "Wow. I know griffons are supposed to be proud, but this is ridiculous," she said.

Gilda scoffed. "Just pick out your cock." Gilda turned around to let Rainbow choose her dick in secret.

Rainbow inspected her harness. It wrapped tight around her thighs, hips and ass, not unlike a dress, but much tighter. No way this black number would slip, even on her slim body; Pinkie had the buckles done up to the last notch. She turned to the cart, looking over the rainbow of rubber dicks. Gilda had gone with one of her species, and the choice seemed to work well. Even as a female, using her knot was somewhat natural for her. Dash looked over the horsecocks, moving up the sizes, and she had to admit they were intimidating. She didn't know if a little mare like her could wield such a sizeable schlong, and in a lesser note, she knew now why Big Mac's hips were so toned. But Gilda said she didn't want Dash to hold back on her. The biggest horsecock was mottled black and pink like most stallions, almost twice the size of the griffon one, and the shaft was only outdone in thickness by the knot. Maybe not as big as Big Mac, but she imagined it would make Gilda scream just as well.

She grabbed it with her mouth, feeling the rubber. Soft, but not quite spongy. The head was even flared a bit. "Ooh, feeling like a real winner today, huh?" Pinkie commented as she took the dildo and fixed it into Dash's harness. As soon as Pinkie let go, Rainbow Dash's back legs buckled a bit, the weight of the cock pulling her rear end down hard.

"Damn," Dash cursed. "How do guys walk with these anyway?"

"Gilda, take your position," Pinkie prompted. Rainbow Dash and Gilda locked eyes for another moment before Gilda tossed her head. She puffed her chest out as she walked to the front of the stage, teeming with griffon pride. The crowd watched her with eager murmurs. Then Gilda grinned fiercely. She turned around and lifted her tail, earning plenty of hoots and rowdy hollers from the stallions up front as she showed off her rump and dripping pussy. "Get a good look, boys," she said, holding for a moment to really let them get a close view of her sex. Then, she dropped to her back, head toward the crowd, and carefully put her legs in the air, rolling backwards, twisting herself into a crescent. She steadied herself with her forelegs, and when she stopped, her ass was pointed straight up, her pussy directly above her face, her thick juices already running down her belly. The crowd's cheers erupted, loud. This was a hell of a position.

Rainbow Dash was just as impressed as the audience. She expected Gilda to at least try to win and take a position that made her ass hard to access or thrust into, like cowgirl. But this acrobatic stance left her butt wide open and practically painted a target on it.

"You gonna fuck me or let my legs fall asleep?" Gilda snapped at Dash. She was cocky when she spoke, but when Dash turned and began to walk toward her, that big horsecock bobbing lewdly beneath her, the griffon's eyes widened in fear. Rainbow Dash thought she even saw Gilda gulp at the size of it.

"Don't tell me this is too big for you. I thought you wanted it rough. What was that about being hardcore?" Dash taunted.

Gilda snapped back to her usual venomous disposition. "You wouldn't know hardcore if it slapped you in the face. You wanna play with big dicks? I'll show you how to take a cock."

Rainbow Dash carefully stepped around Gilda, putting her forehooves on either side of her head and mounting her awkwardly. It would be more comfortable once she was hilted in her, but for now her forelegs dangled in the air a bit. At least Gilda could rest the weight of her hips on Rainbow Dash's own. "Pinkie? I think we're gonna need some lube," Dash said.

"Coming right up!" Pinkie bounced up to them with the bottle and squirted a heavy dollop onto her and Dash's hooves. Dash thought it seemed excessive, but it took both hooves to lather up the whole cock to a shiny, slick sheen, plus Gilda's ass. When both parties were ready, Dash took the cock in a hoof and began to line up the broad flare with Gilda's tight pucker. From her vantage, Gilda could see everything, and again fear raced across her eyes. She gulped, not sure if that huge rubber rod would actually fit.

Again, Pinkie had to count down quickly. "Alright girls round two on your marks get set go!"

Just like Gilda, Rainbow Dash rammed forward, plunging as much as she could into Gilda's rump in one thrust. Gilda's scream ripped through all of Ponyville. "FUCK!" she roared, her pussy already dribbling some more of her thick juice onto her upper belly. But Dash wasn't able to get all the way inside in one go. Her heavy thrust really only popped the head in, and the shaft got a lot thicker toward the base. The crowd roared and cheered, ready to see more. "Stuff that ass!" "Fuck her good, Rainbow!" "Show her what a stallion can do!"

Dash wasn't about to slow down her pace despite the size challenge. She worked her hips, getting into a gyrating motion to slowly work Gilda's butthole looser and looser with every thrust until she could hilt herself in. Rainbow Dash didn't expect to feel much, but she was surprised by how much sensation she had. Pushing into Gilda's tight hole provided quite a bit of pressure on her abdomen, just enough to stimulate her clit, making it hum pleasantly. But she swore she could feel a bit of pleasure in the cock as well. She could definitely feel the minor vibrations in the rubber as she thrust, but there was more, a phantom sensation she couldn't quite grasp. While strange, Rainbow Dash couldn't deny it wasn't a thrilling feeling. She could get used to this.

Gilda, on the other hoof, couldn't possibly get used to having her butthole stretched as wide as it was. She wasn't in pain yet, but she knew there would definitely be some as Rainbow Dash got closer to hilting her. Her voice wasn't at all like the cocky, arrogant griffoness Rainbow Dash knew. She sounded timid, almost fearful. "Ahh, fuck. Celestia, it's so big... shit!" she gasped. Yet there was pleasure in her voice too. Undeniable pleasure. The sensation of her ass stretching around that big dick, the flesh stroking her tight back entrance, burying itself deep, deep, deeper into her belly had her pussy throbbing. And everypony could watch as her juices flowed like a faucet, visible strands of clear fluid oozing out of her and glinting in sunlight as Dash plunged further.

And Dash did plunge further, and further. She thrust quickly, each one with its own force behind it, and each one worked a couple more inches into Gilda's butt, splitting her cheeks wider and opening up her ass for more punishment. And as Rainbow Dash rammed home, she couldn't help but grin. The pleasure was reward enough, but seeing the big bad bitch that was Gilda whimpering and moaning at the sheer size of Rainbow Dash's big thick dick was a triumph.

The sound of their hips smacking as Rainbow Dash finally hilted in Gilda was like a herald for that triumph. As was Gilda's gasping cry. "Ahh! Fuck!" Being all the way in was a new beast entirely for both girls. Rainbow Dash could touch her hooves to the stage and get all the leverage in the world to screw Gilda's brains out, and she could feel the heat of arousal radiating off of Gilda's rump and crotch. With both of Gilda's rear paws beside Dash's head, she knew the challenge for Gilda had only just begun. And Gilda knew it too. That cock was deep in her guts, and her entire rear passage felt like a sweet spot, her belly burning and her clit throbbing, her folds sopping wet. Her asshole smarted, but she knew the worst was over, and the best was yet to come. She caught her breath while Dash readjusted and the audience applauded.

Their eyes met again. If there was ever any doubt, both knew by now that Gilda didn't stand a chance. She was already so close to her climax, and Dash hadn't even begun to fuck her yet. Rainbow Dash couldn't resist a little gloating. "Feeling a little full there, Gil?"

Gilda nodded, but when she looked at Dash, there was mettle in her eyes. Mettle, and a burning lust. "Fuck me," she said. "I want you to wreck my ass. Celestia, I want it bad."

"You got it," Dash said. Gilda gasped as Dash withdrew, all those inches of firm rubber sliding out of her so quickly. When Dash held, with just the tip still lodged in Gilda's worked ass, the griffon's breath caught in her chest. It was like the moment before a free fall, weightless with nothing underneath her, a calm before a storm of speed and wind and adrenaline.

All of that hit at once when Rainbow Dash thrust every last inch back in and didn't stop, humping her like a beast in heat.

"Ohh! Ohh! Holy fuck, yes!" Gilda cried out as Dash's huge cock split her ass wide open. She tried to grit her teeth, but she couldn't keep the moans and grunts of pleasure down for a second. Every thrust felt like it was scrambling her guts, and she could already feel her orgasm beginning. Gilda looked up, amazed at how far her butthole was spread, but she watched every inch plow into her, watching her rump getting bred hard and her pussy oozing her hot juices. A continuous stream of warm lubricant flowed onto her chest, but with each one of Dash's thrust, the thick strand wobbled until it began to move up her neck. Gilda watched her own puffy mound, swollen with heat and her engorged clit out and throbbing, her lips gooey with femcum that was slowly approaching her, moving up and up her body. She closed her eyes when the trail hit her face, and she felt her beak, eyes, cheeks, forehead, and even the crest on her head splattered with boiling, bubbling griffon juice.

The crowd roared with approval, their applause deafening and their voices going hoarse. They could all see Gilda's infamously wet pussy drooling onto her own face as Rainbow Dash jackhammered her ass, forcing that well of femcum to flow more and more. Pleasure was still slowly building through Gilda's body, but the applause spurned it on more, her legs starting to twitch and spasm. The strand of sticky pussy slime was a wellspring now, visible globs oozing in waves that would only come to soak Gilda's face as her body prepared to squirt hard. But even if the crowd was roaring at what a dirty slut she was, Gilda loved it. She loved their praise and attention, no matter what it was for. It only fueled her pleasure. She wanted them to see. She wanted Dash to ram her harder. She wanted to show them just how hardcore she was.

Gilda opened her eyes and watched her pussy splatter her face more. Grunting in the slow, ecstatic burn of oncoming orgasm as Dash reamed her poor butthole with that giant horsecock, Gilda twisted her head, letting the fluid really coat her face like she was showering in her own juices. Then she opened her mouth, catching the clear ooze on her tongue, drinking from herself. The crowd went wild, stallions wielding erections that were impossible to contain, the roar audible from even the Everfree Forest. Gilda milked it, lapping up her issue, tasting the tangy, sour, salty flavor that Dash had to drink down just a couple days ago, and it was just as hot to her as it was to Rainbow Dash. She swallowed, only to gulp down more, taking mouthful after mouthful until Dash's pounding was too much.

It didn't take long. Gilda could feel that huge, girthy flare within her, rooting around her insides, pounding her g-spot through her ass with the sheer thickness of that cock. Even her asshole itself sang with the way it was stretched taut, squeezing around the shaft as her insides tried to accommodate the length, every impact of Dash's hips into her butt only sending a ripple through her muscled ass and a heavy impact into her anus that rocked her to the roots.

Rainbow Dash could practically feel the pleasure herself, and she was almost on the brink of her own orgasm. The pressure of that heavy cock ramming into Gilda fed back into her own abdomen, and Gilda's back was plenty wet with Dash's own hot sticky droplets. But the real joy was the cock. The flesh hummed and moved for her, almost seeming to throb as Gilda's tight passages gripped it, pulling it in and squeezing it, that tight ring putting up the perfect resistance for that fuckstick to plow through and claim. Rainbow Dash was high on the power, and she wanted to wreck Gilda's ass just as bad as the griffon.

A chant reached Gilda and Rainbow Dash's ears, quiet, but building quickly. "Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!" Gilda's pussy couldn't help but drool more and more, but Gilda's body could only build up so much pleasure before she exploded. Dash could see it all bubbling up, Gilda's face twisting beneath her, her breath heavy and her limbs trembling. With the memory of her own intense climax still fresh in her nethers, Rainbow Dash continued, not letting up until the crowd got what they wanted.

Like her opponent before her, Gilda cried out. "Fuck yeah! Pound that ass! I'm gonna squirt! Harder Dash! I'm gonna squirt! I'm- Ohhh, fuck, I'm cumming! Ohh, shit I'm cumming!"

Gilda's femcum burst in a messy splatter rather than a straight jet as she let her muscles relax, letting Dash really have her way with Gilda's ass. Sticky droplets sprayed everywhere, and with her position, the crowd and Gilda's face got the brunt of the blast in equal measure. For several long moments, there was a rain of griffoness jizz over the first several rows of stallions sitting front and center, and many more crowded for a taste. Even Rainbow Dash caught a bit of the geyser on her chin and neck, licking her lips and tasting tangy release. Gilda's voice was a shriek of ecstasy, unable to form words, but she kept her hips still, making sure the audience could see every second, every inch, and every drop of her climaxing pussy as she drenched herself and the stage in the product, her ass still stuffed full of thick cock.

When it was finally over, Rainbow Dash withdrew before Gilda even had a chance to collapse. The head popped loudly out of Gilda's butt, and the griffoness groaned as her sore ass hit the stage. Rainbow Dash had worked up quite a sweat wielding that heavy dildo, but Gilda was positively drenched.

"One minute and fifty seconds! Rainbow Dash is the winner of round three!" Pinkie Pie announced, holding up Rainbow Dash on her rear legs, exposing her floppy dong in the process. Winning felt good for Rainbow Dash, but since it had been all but a foregone conclusion, the thrill that normally raced through her veins was absent. She smiled, but she was tired.

Pinkie undid the harness, and Dash sighed when she was free from the weight, feeling light as air, pleased to feel the breeze between her legs again. She trotted over to Gilda, both of them ignoring the crowd as Pinkie did the closing for the day.

"Need a hoof?" Rainbow Dash offered. Gilda was spread over the stage, a total mess of sticky fluid and sweat. She looked at Dash for a moment, her chest rising and falling, but she grabbed the hoof with her talons, grunting as she got to her paws.

The two quickly trotted offstage, wanting to avoid the crowd and get backstage to rest. When they ducked behind the curtains, they found a bench to sit on, and both of them leaned back and spread their legs apart to give their abused genitals some room.

"Go on," Gilda said, waiting for the bragging.

Rainbow Dash just exhaled, a grin on her face. "Damn, that was rough. I don't know about you, but my pussy is throbbing after that."

Gilda just nodded. "Try having your ass stuffed with a jackhammer."

Rainbow Dash smiled. "Fun though, right?"

Gilda looked her in the eye before answering. "Yeah. That was definitely fun." There was a long pause where the two females sat still, the only sound backstage being their heavy breaths, the lightest of smiles on their faces. "Don't think I've given up though. Apparently it's first to five, and I plan on coming back hard. I still think I'm a better lay than you."

Rainbow Dash chuckled. "We'll see. But you were right about us ponies. I think I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Today was just... awesome."

Gilda scoffed. "Yeah, yeah. Try not to lose your focus. You sound like a schoolfilly after her first date."

Rainbow Dash didn't feel like coming up with a witty retort. So the silence resumed, and the girls let their pussies recover, already warm and eager, each planning for the next round.

Prologue- Friendly Wager

"So what's her deal?" Gilda asked, taking a sip of her shake, her arm wrapped around the back of the bench underneath Rainbow Dash's wing.

"Derpy? She's always like that."

"And they let her be a mail carrier?"

"If you're on her route, you sort of expect mixups. But she's pretty good at finding you, even if she can't find your house."

"Weird."

Rainbow Dash took a sip of her milkshake now. In a way, it was almost like the two had never fought before. Sure, Rainbow wasn't about to let Gilda around her other friends anytime soon, but when it was just the two of them, it felt just like old times. After everything that had happened in Griffonstone, she sensed that Gilda had chilled out and done some growing up, but she was glad that some parts of her hadn't seemed to change.

Rainbow Dash had missed the chance to catch up with her old friend in Griffonstone, but now they had a few days all to themselves. With nothing to do in Ponyville, they naturally resorted to pony watching.

"What about that guy?" Gilda asked, pointing to a horribly nerdy stallion with a pencil mustache and thick glasses.

"Poindexter? Yeah, he's kind of a total geek," Rainbow admitted.

"No kidding. You think his mom picked out that bowtie for him?" Gilda snickered.

"Probably. But you wouldn't believe the mare he's dating."

"Is she hot?" Gilda asked incredulously.

"Super hot. You wouldn't believe the ass on her. I'm talking a perfect ten."

"Get out," Gilda said.

"Totally. It's the weirdest thing. No pony can figure out why."

"Maybe he's hung," Gilda said, taking another nonchalant sip.

Dash was already punching her shoulder. "Hey, speaking of hung, boner alert, 2 o'clock!"

Gilda spotted the big red stallion hauling crates in his cart, and the thick erection smacking his belly beneath him. Gilda could even see the other mares averting their eyes or openly staring. "Damn, you weren't kidding. Who is that?"

"That's AJ's older brother, Big Mac. That happens a lot to him, poor guy, but he can't really hide it when he's pulling that cart."

"I don't think he could hide it if it was just himself. That thing could kill a mare."

"Well..." Rainbow Dash, said, rubbing her chest. "Maybe some mares."

Now Gilda glanced over at her friend. "You've fucked him?"

"No, no, Applejack would kill me. But, I mean, let's face it, I'm not a normal mare on the ground, in the sky, and especially in the sack."

Gilda raised her eyebrow at Dash. "You think you're a better lay than me, don't you?" she asked with seriousness like a blade.

Rainbow Dash chuckled. "Gilda, I know I'm a better lay than you."

"Then we'll just have to find some way to settle this once and for all."

A shrill, high-pitched voice erupted from behind them. "Sounds like a party to me!" Pinkie Pie shrieked.