Shitty Clop Oneshots

This was the culmination of acrobatics between RariDick and FutaLight.

"Ready?" RariDick asked.

"Totally."

"Okay, let's start."

Twilight lubricated her throbbing member, and slowly inserted it into RariDick's vagina. Once she was inserted up to the hilt, RaritDick slowly shifted position so that FutaLight was parallel to the floor.

"Spike, give me a spin!"

"On it!" The young drake approached the conjoined couple and pushed hard on FutaLight's outstretched limbs.

Twilight started to spin, slowly, then faster and faster.

"It's working Spike, keep pushing!"

Slowly, the conjoined couple began to lift off the ground, the forces generated by the rapidly spinning FutaLight generating lift.

The unholy combo began to fly about the room, bounding off of the walls. Eventually, they both crashed and came to a halt in the middle of the floor.

"Best... sex... ever, "FutaLight and RariDick moaned in unison.

"You've perfected the helicopter. Onto the next move in the pony sutra," Spike reminded.