Silver Spoon trotted happily alongside Diamond Tiara on their way home. All the other fillies and colts had scattered pretty quickly, off to do their own homework, which left Diamond Tiara without much time to tease them about anything ... which would normally be a problem. Diamond Tiara loved teasing everypony.

It didn’t seem to be bothering Silver Spoon’s pink friend today, though. Diamond Tiara actually seemed to be in a pretty good mood, with a little skip in her step. She could almost be humming to herself ... if that wouldn’t be completely out of character for her. What could be putting her in such a good mood?

“So, what fetish did you get?” Silver Spoon asked, already guessing that might be the reason.

Diamond Tiara glanced over at her, squinting a bit. “Why? What did you get?”

Already knowing what her closest friend – and sometimes lover – would think of it, Silver Spoon savored the suspense for a moment, grinning wickedly. Oh, this was going to be good.

“Well, what is it?” Diamond was obviously losing her patience already. That never took long. It was one of the things Silver loved about her. So easy to push her buttons.

Silver Spoon leaned in close, close enough for Diamond to feel the breath on her ear. “Spanking.”

The sudden gasp was all Silver needed to hear. Oh yes. Diamond Tiara liked to play tough ... but she had other sides to her, sides that Silver had discovered even before all of this Sex Ed stuff had happened. And she was going to enjoy this one! Diamond couldn’t play coy and refuse her this time. It was for a school assignment!

“You picked that on purpose, didn’t you?” Diamond accused.

“Which one did you get?” Such an accusation didn’t merit a response, of course. Especially because it was completely true.

“I just went for what everypony else was trying to get, since that’s obviously the best. It’s ... um...” Frowning for a moment, she pulled the brochure out of her mane. “Oh. Tentacles. Huh...”

“Ooh!” Silver nearly jumped right out of her horseshoes. “You know who could help with that?”

Diamond sighed. “It’s your dad, isn’t it?”

“My dad!”

Pausing where she stood, Diamond looked left, down the side street that would take them to Silver’s house instead of her own. “Do we have to?”

“Well, your dad’s an earth pony, so who else is going to magic us up some tentacles?”

“It doesn’t have to be anypony’s dad!” Diamond said frustratedly ... but Silver was already trotting straight home, so Diamond reluctantly followed her. Just as Silver Spoon knew she would.

* * *

Silver Spoon watched her friend’s face carefully as she whispered in her dad’s ear. All Silver was doing was telling her dad what had happened and what she had in mind, but the way it made Diamond Tiara’s face turn red every time Dad glanced at her was just priceless. It was fun to pretend as if this was all secret, even though Diamond surely knew what was coming for her.

“So ... when do I get to spank you?” Diamond said, haughtily. “Or are we going to spank your dad?”

Well, she did have some nerve, didn’t she? That was one of the things Silver really liked about her friend. Another thing she really liked was these opportunities to put Diamond in her place. “Don’t be silly, Bubblegum Bitch.”

Diamond’s eyes went wide – not to mention the way her legs suddenly wobbled and her blush deepened to the point where she looked more red than pink – and she gasped as if horrified. “Silver! You ... you promised you’d never call me that in front of other ponies!”

Silver just grinned evilly. “It’s just my dad. He can keep a secret just as well as I can. Isn’t that right, Dad?”

Diamond turned her pleading eyes to him. “Mister Platter! This isn’t— I mean, um— I would never— Your daughter, um...” Unable to find a suitable lie, she merely whimpered. “Please, Mister Platter!” Looking back to Silver, she kept babbling, “You ... you can’t do this to me! We’re... It’s wrong, Silver Spoon!”

“Would you say it’s naughty?”

With a sudden flick, Diamond’s purple-striped tail shot up behind her back, and she stumbled where she stood, her legs almost giving out beneath her at the sound of that word. “No, you can’t just—”

“Actually,” Silver said, growing into the accustomed smugness of her role, “I think I know somepony who’s been a very naughty filly. And come to think of it, this brochure doesn’t say whether I’m the one doing the spanking or the one getting spanked.”

“But ... but I didn’t do anything naughty! I was good!”

“Oh, really? You didn’t do anything naughty?” Silver gave her dad a significant glance, which – thankfully – he seemed fully aware of the meaning of: ‘Go fetch a paddle.’ “Didn’t we promise that we’d only play these games with each other?”

“But you’re—”

Silver grinned down at her cowering friend. “Did I not see you sneaking off with Featherweight for that first homework assignment? Or with Button Mash and Apple Bloom right in front of me in class? And let’s not even talk about what you did with Dinky Hooves.”

Diamond had no response now. Her eyes were shut ... and her tail was still flagging high.

“It seems like some naughty Bubblegum Bitch filly needs to be reminded about that secret deal we have with each other...” Come on, Dad, get the timing right! “And all I need for that is...” Silver held her hoof out expectantly.

Just in time, her dad came to the rescue, placing the handle of a wooden paddle in her hooves. It was not one of the collection she’d used with Diamond before. Hm... So Dad had his own stash somewhere, for his own personal use. Interesting. Well, at least she could be sure he’d know what he was doing for this next part.

She lightly slapped the paddle against her other hoof, testing its heft and the way it swished through the air. “Bubblegum Bitch, bend over the side of the couch.”

“But I—”

Silver slapped the paddle against her other hoof. It stung, but it made a satisfying crack. “I told you to bend over the side of the couch, Bubblegum Bitch. That’s more swats you just earned!”

This time, Diamond hurried to the couch without complaint, her tail still held high behind her the whole way.

Silver Spoon looked at her dad smugly. He returned the gaze, obviously proud of her. Little moments like that just warmed her heart like nothing else. Though, to be fair, watching Diamond squirm and moan was a close second. But why hog that experience all to herself? She held the paddle back toward her dad. “Would you like to do the honors for the first round?”

“My pleasure.” He took it, holding it with his magic and happily trotting to the couch.

Silver followed him, but not to the couch itself, just beside the couch instead, where she could look Diamond in the eyes as it happened.

Diamond looked up at her, obviously a little confused. “But... I thought you were going to—”

“Give her one extra for speaking out of turn,” Silver said imperiously.

Her dad didn’t hesitate. Crack! The magically propelled paddle zinged straight against Diamond’s backside. It treated Silver with the most beautiful view, a whole story written out on Diamond’s face. First, her eyes shooting open wide in sudden shock. Then her face scrunching up and reddening as she realized the indignity she’d just been subjected to: someone else, somepony she only knew superficially, was punishing her. But then, the most delicious mix of all: the heady flush of suppressed pleasure, inseparable from the desperate longing in her eyes as she looked back up at Silver.

“There,” Silver said in an almost loving whisper, “do you feel like you’ve learned your lesson? Are you ready to beg my forgiveness for being a naughty Bubblegum Bitch?”

Diamond didn’t answer right away. There was a slight flicker in her eyes, thinking about ducking out of the situation, taking the easy way out, begging for forgiveness right away. But then there was that longing gaze again. Diamond Tiara wanted it. She needed it. And she knew only Silver could give it to her. That’s when the act began, the petulant Bubblegum Bitch – Diamond put on a mischievous little fake smile, followed by shaking her head playfully.

“So, you’re playing it safe, hm?” Silver knew that Diamond’s wordless answer was a mark of caution. Because anything she said now would definitely be used against her somehow. Silver would make sure of that. “Smart. Because Daddy doesn’t play around? Isn’t that right, Dad?”

Crack! The paddle hit Diamond’s backside again, making her rump jiggle nicely. Dad knew what he was doing, alright.

Still, though, Diamond didn’t say anything. “Ha!” Silver said, mockingly. “Not very talkative today, are you? That’s fine. I’ll give you something else to do with that pretty little mouth of yours!”

Climbing up onto the arm of the sofa wasn’t easy, especially since she had to physically push Diamond out of the way in order to do it. But that only pushed her toward Dad, forcing her to stick her pert pink rump up even higher for him. Very nice. Eventually, Silver got herself situated: sitting on the arm of the sofa with her hind legs sprawled out on either side of Diamond’s face.

Diamond looked up at her coyly, pointedly not putting her mouth to good use.

So Silver looked up and met her dad’s eyes. She gave him a nod. Crack! The paddle slammed down on Diamond’s backside again, hard enough to push her forward a little bit.

Holding up the paddle, Dad looked at the thin trail of Diamond nectar connecting it to the upthrust rump in front of him. “Wow,” he said, “would you just look at how wet she already is...”

“Well, I could still use a little help.” Silver looked down at herself. At her as-yet untouched pussy lips right in front of Diamond’s face. “Give her another one. A big one. Push her into me!”

Dad grinned and used his magic to pull the paddle back farther than ever before, preparing for a massive hit.

And Diamond Tiara reeled when she was hit, plowing forward right between Silver Spoon’s hind legs. He hadn’t hit her that hard. She wanted to be between Silver’s thighs. Horny little Bubblegum Bitch. And once she was down there, she didn’t hesitate in the slightest. She plunged her pink muzzle against Silver’s little pink slit, right where it belonged.

Wow. Silver Spoon moaned, barely more than a high-pitched squeak. Despite being just a filly, Diamond Tiara really knew what she was doing down there. And despite how much she liked to play around, she wasn’t messing around now – she was going for it! Silver buried her forehooves in Diamond Tiara’s mane, holding her there, pushing her even deeper. Yes! Diamond Tiara’s tongue flicked perfectly against all her most sensitive spots. Silver Spoon knew she wouldn’t last long like this. And so did Diamond Tiara. She really wanted a muzzle full of fillycum, didn’t she?

She’d be getting it very soon if this kept going. Silver had never done this with somepony else doing the spanking. And it was even better than she’d imagined. The crack of the paddle against Diamond Tiara’s cute little upturned rump... The slight ripples running through the pink cheeks of her little ass... The hint of tears in the corners of her eyes as she looked pleadingly up from between Silver’s hind legs... So nice! Silver Spoon could feel it every time her dad smacked Diamond’s ass. The impact would ripple through Diamond Tiara’s whole body until Silver felt the little shock of it against her own pussy lips. It was almost like getting spanked herself, except instead of the sting of the paddle, she felt only the twitching of Diamond Tiara’s tongue.

It was too much! Quickly, explosively, she came. Her little pussy clenched down tightly around Diamond Tiara’s tongue, squirting fillycum all over her best friend’s muzzle. Silver moaned and shook, trembling as she went through one of the fastest – and best – orgasms she’d ever had.

She might have over-indulged just a little bit, though. Because as she lost control of her own body, she also lost control of her balance. And that meant she lost her precarious perch on top of the arm of the couch. Luckily, there was a soft cushion right behind her to catch her ... but it still meant that Diamond Tiara couldn’t reach her anymore. Silver’s poor little pussy had to finish spasming and squirting all on its own, without her best friend’s tongue to keep it company.

Silver Platter paused, the paddle held high. “You alright, Spoony?”

“Mm-hm,” Silver hummed dreamily, still in the afterglow of her orgasm.

“Well how about we switch spots, then? I bet she still needs a few more swats, doesn’t she?”

Diamond Tiara whimpered, but she had the good sense not to offer any opinion about that. No matter what she said, she’d be earning extra spankings. Was it too much for her? Usually, she’d be petulant on purpose in order to earn more. Well, it didn’t matter. Sure looked like Diamond Tiara’s mouth was going to be too full to do any more talking very soon.

Silver Spoon grinned as she saw her father getting into position on the couch. On his knees right in front of Diamond Tiara’s face. Silver had seen her father’s cock before, of course. But the way Diamond Tiara stared at it as it booped her on the nose, it kind of seemed like she never had. Not very long, but really thick. Nice and girthy. Diamond Tiara looked back over her shoulder at Silver. Opened her mouth as if to say something...

Crack! Bubblegum Bitch knew better. Maybe yet another swat would remind her of her proper place?

It turned out that a second one wasn’t necessary. Like a good filly, Diamond Tiara planted her mouth on the tip of Dad’s cock and started sucking.

Another swat wasn’t necessary ... but that didn’t stop Silver Spoon from doing it anyway. She liked the way Diamond Tiara’s reddened rump rippled with each strike. And anyway, what else was she going to do, just stand back there holding the paddle and doing nothing at all with it? No, she was going to put it to good use.

Of course she didn’t need a reason. Bubblegum Bitch’s backside was amply spankable enough already. But it was more fun with a reason, and very quickly, one presented itself: Diamond Tiara wasn’t making much progress on Dad’s cock. It was too fat for her little filly mouth to handle. She was obviously straining as hard as she could just to squeeze the very tip of it inside.

“You’ll have to do better than that,” Silver told her. Crack. Diamond Tiara’s ass rippled with another spank, reddening even more.

She tried. She obviously tried to take Dad’s cock deeper, her mouth stretching as far as it could.

Not good enough. Silver gave her another one. Goddess, the sound of the paddle against Bubblegum Bitch’s ass felt so good. So right.

Diamond Tiara abandoned her futile efforts to fit Silver Platter’s too-thick cock in her mouth. Instead, she started slathering her tongue all over his length, making a true mess of herself as she slid her whole face up and down his cock. She even stretched as far as his balls, licking them adoringly. All very nice, and from the way Dad was moaning, she was obviously doing a very good job.

But she wasn’t doing what she was supposed to do, was she? Crack! “It will keep coming until he’s in your throat, Bubblegum Bitch.” Silver hit her again, making her whimper. “How long that takes is up to you.”

Diamond Tiara looked back at her pleadingly.

Silver Spoon gave her another swat. Just a small one. A gentle one. A preview of what was coming next...

Quickly, desperately, Diamond Tiara shoved herself down on Dad’s cock. Not even trying to stretch her mouth open first, she just pushed and let it force her mouth open.

Somehow, impossibly, it worked. Silver Platter’s thick cock squeezed its way into Diamond Tiara’s mouth ... and then down into her throat, no doubt completely cutting off her ability to breathe. But Bubblegum Bitch was being particularly obedient now, and she kept going anyway, pushing and pushing until almost his entire cock had passed her thinly-stretched lips.

Wow. Silver Spoon was actually pretty impressed. No way she could justify another spank after seeing that. She grinned, raised the paddle, and smacked her again anyway. Diamond Tiara whined around the thick cock in her mouth, sounding pretty upset about the injustice of it ... but, of course, she was hardly in a position to actually say anything about it. Silver Spoon rubbed the paddle against Diamond Tiara’s no doubt very sore bottom, being sure to accidentally brush it across those pink pussy lips here and there. That seemed to mollify her a little bit.

“Mmm...” Silver Platter groaned. “Wow, princess – your little friend’s throat is really tight!” He huffed as he pushed himself a little farther inside Diamond Tiara’s mouth, holding her head in place by grabbing her mane. “If she keeps this up, I’m going to finish in no time!”

That wouldn’t do. That wouldn’t do at all! They still had one more fetish to get to, after all. “Switch places then!” Silver Spoon told him. “You’ve got to save that for later!”

He paused in his efforts to shove his cock down Diamond Tiara’s throat. “Oh ... you want the special tentacle spell, hm?”

“Uh-huh! So get over here before you blow it!”

“Alright, alright.” Slowly, surprisingly gently, Silver Platter eased his cock out of Diamond Tiara’s mouth, finally letting her gasp in a few breaths. “Good girl,” he whispered, patting the top of her head as he slid off the couch.

Silver Spoon handed him the paddle and took his place eagerly. She’d already had one little preview of Bubblegum Bitch’s oral treatment, and spanking her haughty friend’s ass into submission had only served to make herself all the hotter – and wetter – for another taste of it. She quickly threw herself into position, spreading her hind legs for Diamond Tiara ... just in time for a heavy swat from Silver Platter to send her forward.

Silver moaned gratefully as she felt Diamond Tiara’s tongue back at work. “That’s it, Bubblegum Bitch. Maybe if you make me cum again, I’ll tell Dad to take it easy on you.”

She’d expected Diamond Tiara to still have a little fight in her ... but maybe the next swat from Dad convinced her otherwise. Because she absolutely dove into Silver's pussy, going straight for what she knew Silver liked best: long licks all the way from the base of her slit to the top, punctuated with long, wet, suckling kisses against Silver’s clit. It seemed that Bubblegum Bitch had gone from petulant to pleasant. Wow. It must have really been getting to her – she’d normally never give up this fast.

And, of course, it didn’t take long. Not after Silver was already so worked up. Not with that technique from a filly who knew her so well...

Silver’s orgasm came quickly and explosively. The vividly remembered image of Diamond Tiara’s reddened ass cheeks framing her winking and dripping pussy lips resounded in Silver’s head as the bright flame of her climax blew through her. She wrapped her thighs around Diamond Tiara, making sure to drown her in fillycum this time, even as Dad spanked her again.

And though she was left trembling and limp against the couch, Silver Spoon still mustered up the energy to look up at her father. “She’s been a good Bubblegum Bitch, Dad. Give her what she wants.”

Silver Platter tossed the paddle onto the other side of the couch. The next moment, his hoof was under Diamond Tiara’s tail.

He leaned low over Diamond Tiara’s body as his hoof jerked in fast up-and-down motions. “That’s a good filly,” he whispered in her ear. “Cum for me, filly. There you go. That’s it... Cum for me...”

In surprisingly little time, Diamond Tiara cried out. Her desperate eyes met Silver Spoon’s and locked into a soul-melding stare as her body began to jerk and spasm against Dad’s hoof. Silver got to watch Diamond Tiara’s whole orgasm play out through those eyes – the insatiable buildup, the sudden burst, the unfocused bliss of the afterglow.

When it was done, Diamond Tiara melted limply against the couch. Dad pulled away his now-dripping hoof. And Silver Spoon curled herself around and drew close enough for a kiss.

She could still taste herself on her filly friend’s lips. Herself ... and maybe a hint of something else. Something muskier... Dad. That didn’t stop Silver Spoon. She loved kissing Diamond Tiara right after an orgasm. Diamond Tiara was normally so firm, so domineering, so needy with her kisses. But not after an orgasm like that one. Now she was relaxed, letting Silver Spoon take the lead, and her lips were so soft...

“You girls ready for the spell?” Silver Platter asked.

She looked down at Diamond Tiara. Diamond Tiara looked back with a bit of a pleading look in her eyes.

“Not yet, Dad. Give us a few minutes.”

He sighed a little. His cock was still hard, and he was obviously pretty worked up himself. But he did care about them, both of them. Which is why he nodded understandingly. “I’ll just be in my office when you’re ready. Come and let me know.”

“Try not to jerk off while you’re in there, Dad.”

He rolled his eyes. “That depends on how long you two take.” With a wink, he turned and left, his cock still bobbing under his belly as he walked.

* * *

Diamond Tiara still felt a little soreness in her ass cheeks, especially as she followed Silver Spoon down the hallway and actually had to flex her legs a bit.

But it was so worth it.

And hopefully this next part would be fun, too. It was already pretty nice. She wasn’t following Silver Spoon because she didn’t know her way around Silver Spoon’s house. Of course she knew the way. She was following her friend because her friend had a fantastic little filly ass. Silver Spoon was well aware that she was watching, and put a little extra swing into her step. Diamond Tiara licked her lips as she watched the tight grey cheeks of Silver Spoon’s ass flex as she walked, the tiny, barely-perceptible jiggle of her pussy lips every time one of her hind hooves hit the carpet. It didn’t matter that Diamond Tiara had just had her muzzle buried in that pert little pussy, doused in her friend’s fillycum. She wanted it again. But they did have a school assignment to finish, so she restrained herself. Maybe later...

Silver Spoon opened the door of her father’s office and went inside without knocking. Diamond Tiara halfway expected – and maybe hoped – to find him in the middle of stroking his own cock, maybe right at the moment of orgasm. The thick girth of his cock was still a very fresh memory, and somehow that made her think that he’d produce an extraordinary amount of cum...

But when he swiveled around in his office chair, he wasn’t even hard. His cock was still out of its sheath, but it hung down limply over his balls.

A bit of a disappointment ... but they weren’t here for cock anyway, were they? They were supposed to have tentacles. That’s what Diamond Tiara’s homework was. So, whatever. Maybe she’d try getting a taste of Silver Platter’s cock again some other time ... though hopefully a bit more gently than the first time.

“Ah, there you are, girls,” he said, sounding truly glad to see them. “Are you ready for the spell?”

“Uh-huh!” Silver Spoon elbowed Diamond Tiara as she came up alongside. “Just you watch,” she said, “Dad’s got the most amazing tentacle spell! I saw him using it on Mom one time...”

Silver Platter’s horn lit up. Diamond Tiara watched politely ... though not expecting much. A tentacle’s a tentacle, right? What, was his spell going to make more of them? Or bigger ones? Hopefully not too big. Her jaw muscles were still kid of sore from opening too wide.

When his spell took effect, though, Diamond Tiara’s jaw opened wide again. She had not been expecting that. The tentacles didn’t emerge from the floor, or the ceiling, or a book or anything. They emerged from Silver Platter’s crotch. Dozens of them! It was like he’d just sprouted fifty new cocks, all of them growing, lengthening, writhing all over the place as if searching for something ... and steadily growing nearer to Silver Spoon and her.

“Uh, Silver Spoon?” Diamond Said, her voice quavering.

“Neat, huh?”

She looked over at Silver Spoon. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

There was no time to answer. Silver Platter’s tentacles reached them. Each one was dark grey and veined, just like his cock, though they were – thankfully – a little bit narrower. And they were tapered at the end, which would probably make what was inevitably coming next much easier. At the very tip, each one had a little hole. Still pretty cock-like.

They didn’t move like cocks, though. Silver Platter was still sitting over there in his chair, just letting the tentacles come toward the two fillies, which they did all of their own accord, winding and bending all around. They found Diamond Tiara’s legs and started working their way upward, rubbing every part of her body along the way. One had already found Silver Spoon’s mouth ... and she’d opened up willingly, letting it slide freely in. That seemed to be exactly what it wanted – it sank deep inside her, making her neck bulge obscenely as it went deep down her throat.

Diamond Tiara kept her own mouth tightly shut as a different tentacle probed against her face, rubbing on her lips as if demanding entry. Other tentacles wrapped all around her, rubbing her back, her belly, her teats. One wrapped around her neck and even choked her a little. But she still didn’t open her mouth. She’d already had her throat violated once today...

That only lasted as long as it took another tentacle to wrap around her tail and lift it up. When Diamond Tiara felt two prodding presences lining themselves up from behind. They weren’t wasting any time, one already beginning to spread her pussy lips apart and the other squeezing its way into her tail hole. When she opened her mouth to cry out, the tentacle in front of her took that opportunity to dart inside, instantly plugging her before she could make the slightest sound.

All three pushed relentlessly, and her little filly body offered precious little resistance. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as one tentacle slid down her throat, another glided against the slick inner walls of her pussy, and a third violated her asshole. All of them spread and stretched her in ways that were becoming all too familiar now. In some ways, the sheer pleasure of it was the worst part. She could have been indignant about these violations, she could have told herself she hated it and was only doing it to finish this stupid homework. But that would be lying to herself. And she herself was the one pony in the world she’d never lie to. It felt amazing, and all she wanted was more.

Thankfully, the tentacles had plenty more to give. The one in her pussy found the limit of her depths pretty quickly, but the other two seemed to just keep going and going, finding depths of her throat and her ass that she’d never dreamed of reaching before.

Silver Platter moaned as his tentacle cocks caressed the two fillies inside and out. “Oh wow... You girls feel wonderful. So tight and warm.” One of his tentacles brushed Diamond Tiara’s cheek tenderly, smearing a bit of pre-cum there. “I’m so glad you came to me for this.”

The realization that Silver Platter could feel everything these tentacles were doing gave Diamond Tiara a most devious idea. Rather than simply standing there and passively taking it in all three holes, she started suckling the one in her mouth as if it was a lovely pony cock. She bobbed her head to draw it even deeper still. She stuck her tongue out past her lips to pleasure just a bit more of it. And she rhythmically swallowed around the length of it, just like Princess Cadance had taught them.

Even better, when Silver Spoon looked her way, she instantly got the idea too, and she started working at her father’s cock-tentacle just as eagerly.

He shuddered – something Diamond Tiara could feel as a slight vibration through all the tentacles touching her – but it didn’t seem like he was ready to give in to the pleasure that easily. His tentacles started moving more vigorously, especially the one inside her pussy, really pumping in and out and fucking her properly, making her moan around the one in her mouth.

But that wasn’t his only surprise. “You know the best part about these special tentacles, girls?”

He waited for them to respond, even though they obviously couldn’t with their mouths full like this.

“The best part is that this spell is guaranteed to get mares pregnant, no matter what protective spells are on you!”

What? Diamond Tiara’s eyes shot over toward him, trying to read his face ... but he just grinned back at her. She ... she couldn't get pregnant! How could this spell counteract Princess Cadance’s? Wasn’t her magic more powerful than his? But she had said that any unicorn could cancel the spell for them, hadn’t she? And Silver Platter was a unicorn. Was his spell countering the contraceptive spell? Was he about to put his foals inside her? It couldn’t be! It just couldn’t! She wasn’t ready to get pregnant yet! And definitely not with Silver Spoon’s dad! No no no! It couldn’t be. No!

And yet...

Her damnedable, overly horny body was already getting the better of her, getting out of control. Stop it! Stop it! she told herself, but it was no use. She could feel the heat welling up within her, right where that tentacle inside her pussy kept prodding against, deep inside her. She couldn’t help it – the thought of getting pregnant from this was turning her on. Ponyfeathers! She was screwed now, wasn’t she? Literally and figuratively!

Strangely, Silver Spoon didn’t seem conflicted about this at all. The idea of getting incestuously knocked up with her own father’s foal didn’t seem to bother her in the slightest. She was still suckling at the tentacle in her mouth, as if trying to get him to cum faster!

Diamond Tiara herself didn’t suckle at the tentacle in her own mouth anymore – she just passively let it fuck her face. But it didn’t matter. Her own body was still betraying her. The familiar tension was building up inside, instinctively squeezing both her pussy and her ass against the tentacles railing her from behind. It didn’t matter how she felt about it. It didn’t matter that Silver Platter had already given her one orgasm today. Another was coming. She could feel it ... and from the almost gloating way he moaned in pleasure, he could surely feel it too.

To her shame, Diamond Tiara was the first of the three to cum. How the heck was Silver Spoon holding out this long? Was her dad taking it easier on her? The orgasm took her body by storm, much stronger than the one she’d had on the couch. That had just been Silver Platter’s hoof against her pussy rubbing her clit. This... This was like nothing she’d ever felt before. It seemed to come from everywhere inside her. Her pussy bursting into hot convulsions around his cock tentacle ... that was something like what she’d felt before. But, somehow, it seemed like her ass was orgasming around the other tentacle, too. Even her throat swelled with pleasure – or was that the repressed need to breathe? – feeding right back into the same loop of pleasure that the others were swirling in, sending her reeling with orgasmic pleasure.

Despite her best intentions, all three of her holes convulsed around Silver Platter’s cock tentacles, milking him desperately like a broodmare in heat. Maybe she was in heat? Was that an effect of the spell? Was that how it guaranteed pregnancy?

And – of course – the thirsty milking of her lust-addled body had its inevitable effect. “So ... good!” Silver Platter groaned. All of his tentacles stiffened, pressing as deeply inside as they could. The ones outside all turned to point their tips at Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara, the holes at their tips already beginning to flex open just slightly.

The deluge was instant, and it was simultaneous. At the exact same moment that the cock tentacles gushed magically-potent cum inside her mouth, inside her ass, inside her damnedably fertile pussy, all the other tentacles around her sprayed thick white streams of cum that splashed all over her body. Pulse after pulse of it came, each cock tentacle squirting sticky new lines of it in unison. There was so much! Already, she could barely keep up with swallowing what came down her throat. She knew she had to if she wanted to keep what little room to breathe she still had. Her pussy and her ass overflowed with it, leaking out around his tentacle. Her beautiful pink fur was soaked in it.

That treatment is what set Silver Spoon off. As her father’s cum filled all three of her holes, she moaned deeply around the tentacle in her mouth, finally giving up her efforts at sucking it as her body convulsed and trembled. Cum dripped and splattered off of her body as she shook.

Finally, finally, Silver Platter’s orgasm faded. The last few drops of his cum pattered down onto Diamond Tiara like raindrops from his many tentacle tips poised above her.

With a sudden jolt, all three tentacles inside her yanked out, splattering arcs of cum and filly juices as they went and leaving her gaping. At first Diamond Tiara thought that Silver Platter had pulled out so fast on purpose, but then she saw all of his tentacles zipping back toward his crotch, fast as could be. In a short, magically augmented blur, they all focused down and merged together ... all back into one single cock – one she was very familiar with now. Silver Platter’s ordinary – though still quite thick – length, now drooping low with the tip still flared and oozing out a last little bit of cum, as if he’d just cum inside a mare. Well ... he had. Just in a different way.

And speaking of all that cum and where it had ended up... Diamond Tiara whipped the cum away from her face with one hoof. “How dare you?” She stalked toward him, leaving gooey white hoofprints with every step. “My father will hear of this! I did not consent to getting pregnant with the likes of—”

Silver Platter laughed. He laughed.

“Hey,” Silver Spoon said, wiping the cum from her own face, “what’s so funny?”

“That was just a little joke, girls. Your contraception spell can’t be broken that easily. I was just saying that to – you know – enhance the experience a little.”

“What?” Diamond Tiara fumed. How dare he? How dare he?

“Actually learned that little trick from an older unicorn mare when I was just a young colt in my own sex ed class. She had me convinced that she’d deactivated my contraception spell because she wanted foals so badly, and even though I knew I shouldn’t have, I just couldn’t stop. I kept thinking I could go a little longer if I made sure to pull out just in time ... but of course I didn’t. It felt so good thinking that I was making her pregnant. And it felt even better when she revealed her little trick and I found out I wouldn't have to deal with the responsibilities of fatherhood quite yet. Not until I was ready.”

For a long moment, Diamond Tiara just couldn’t say anything. She was too full of ... full off what? Rage? Cum? Indignity? Relief? More cum?

Silver Platter smiled wide. “But wasn’t it fun pretending? How did it feel?”

“It feels...” Silver Spoon burped. A bubble of cum came out, filling her mouth for a moment before it popped. “It feels like I need a shower.”

Diamond Tiara tried to wipe a bit more of the cum off of her. It was dripping down from her forelock back into her eyes again. “We’ve already been showered ... in this.”

“Yeah. I mean a real shower.”

Diamond Tiara consciously stopped herself from rubbing her slightly-swollen belly. She refused to think back to when she thought she was getting pregnant and liked it. “Yeah. Shower time.” A glare toward Silver Platter. “Did you have to hose us down so much with those things?”

Silver Platter gestured his hooves around the room. “I’ve got a lot of cleaning up to do already.” He winked. “Every drop on you two is a drop I don’t have to scrub out of the carpet!”

“Aren’t you just going to have the maid do it?” Silver Spoon asked.

He shook his head. “No cum. It’s in her contract, I’m afraid. I’ll have her fix us up a nice dinner instead. Now you two go get yourselves washed up. Have fun with it. I’ll clean up in here, and we’ll all meet up downstairs in the dining room. I think I’ll have her whip up some of her famous ziti parmesan. How does that sound?”

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