The Sun Gives Light to the Moon

by Myyyystery

Rating: mature
Tags: Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Human, Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Comedy, Other, Romance, Sex
Length: 16032

These ponies could give bonobos a run for their money. Contains slightly more fluff and cuteness than Yellow Sun Turns Red. Contains Masochistia, DomLuna, and Princest. And sharing is caring with the Mane 6.

So after a long, arduous misunderstanding coming from the difference that the letter "W" can make, the tables have turned and things have gotten a little complicated.

Well, not so much complicated as these ponies like to share with those they like. Everything. Verbally. Physically. Emotionally. And they very rarely don't like each other. This might not be so bad. After all, who doesn't like being the center of a situation they barely understand among multicolored equine that are so cutesy and sweet, they threaten cavities from prolonged exposure?

Contains in no specific order: Princest, voyeurism, exhibitionism, light musk, cock worship, ass worship, hate sex, facesitting, analingus, anal, ponies acting diabetes-inducing adorable, more misunderstandings

Shoutout to Art de Triomphe for helping preread/edit this.

Next fic to work on between Samael chapters once this is done? Body-swapping, a less oblivious human male that's been in Ponyville for a while, matriarchal overtones.

Published 2016-04-27 17:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-01 19:32:33 UTC

Where You Learn How to Share (Part 1)

“You're going to SHARE, right, sister?”

You are seriously confused as you stare at Princess Luna. Sharing? You look over at Princess Celestia, who had already finished her food and was happily eating a very large piece of chocolate cake. Huh. That must be where she got her gigantic ass.

“I don't know if she would, Princess Luna. I mean, she's already almost done with that cake and she doesn't look the type to give it up easily.”

You take a bite of your own salad, wondering if they'd be mad if you asked for a steak. Probably would. Damn herbivores. The two mares look up at one another at your odd non-sequitor before they both start to giggle with amusement.

“Oh, I like him, Tia, he's silly. A bit dim, but that's nothing a little tutoring can't fix.”

You blink at the implication, but shrug. You'd disagree, but despite needing some meat, this salad is actually pretty damn awesome. And strangely filling. Well, that and you completely agree. Especially since you're in a completely strange land with different customs. Case in point, Celestia leans over and rubs her cheek against yours with a big grin on her face. That's obviously some sort of gesture of affection. Or claiming. Are ponies like cats? Do...Do they purr? That'd be so goddamn adorable. Note to self, try to make Princess Celestia purr.

“Such a silly, sweet stud.” Princess Celestia thinks you're a stud? Fuckin' sweet. “Lulu's talking about making sure I'm not selfish with you, sweetheart.”

You open your mouth with an expression of deep confusion and she cuts you off before you can say anything else stupid, “I don't mind sharing him with you, Lulu. The scandal that the nobles will have over even just taking a lover they haven't even seen before should prove very entertaining!”

It suddenly clicks.

“Wait. What? Share. Me? I. What! Don't-Don't I get a say in this? I mean, I've never—”

Your mouth is pulled shut by Princess Luna's magic to cut you off before you're let go, presumably to be allowed to eat once more, “Hush, silly stud. You're not involved in this any more.”

You just take a bite of your salad and mutter out, “I'm feeling pretty involved.”

Princess Luna giggles as she finishes her salad and stands up to trot over to Princess Celestia, “Break it to him slow, Tia. It shouldn't take longer than a week. I expect you to have him convinced by the time of my return from the political summit in the Griffin Empire in that time. Make sure he's ready for it too.”

WHOA. FULL STOP.

There are Griffins here?! Fucking righteous.

Oh wait, she just insulted your intelligence. You open your mouth to give her a piece of your mind, but stop at the scene playing out in front of you.

Princess Celestia's head is being pulled down in a cloud of blue magic which then switches to her mane. Her mane goes taut causing her to let out a squeaking neigh before she is forcibly kissed by Princess Luna. You can't even believe it, but she seems to be returning it with enthusiasm.

You know, before today, you never thought you'd ever seen a pair of sister hor—ponies. They are ponies, you remind yourself. You would never believe in a thousand years that you'd see two pony sisters making out. And it's hot in a sort of unexpected way.

Your thought process is cut off as they break apart and Princess Luna trots up next to you. She bites down gently on your earlobe before whispering in your ear, “One week. You. I can't wait to hear you screaming my name through a bit.”

Confusion flares up again, “A bit of wha—MMPH!” You're forcibly cut off as she presses her lips aggressively against yours, her long, strong pony tongue shooting into your mouth to explore. It plays with your considerably smaller tongue eagerly as you feel the tingling pressure of her magic on the back of your head. You shiver as you slowly begin to return the kiss, tasting not just your salad and her salad, but the subtle hint of chocolate cake. She breaks away with a satisfied smile.

“Good stallion. I'll be seeing you.” She giggles softly before winking her one of her brilliant cyan eyes and walks past you towards the exit. You watch her to make sure she's not about to attack your mouth again before your eyes are drawn to her ass. Not quite as wide as her sister's, it's still formidable.

Princess Luna follows your gaze before smiling smugly. She flicks her astral tail aside and gives you another wink. Only this one a lot more pink than the last. She makes her exit with a proud pace.

You turn back to Princess Celestia with a brilliant blush on your face, “I. Ubba. She. Habba. Gazebo.” She giggles at your flustered state as she finishes off her cake and she steps over with a rather amusing waddle to place a wing on your shoulder.

“Come along, sweetheart. Let's retire for the evening and let your poor addled mind rest.”

You allow yourself to be led in your stupor to the room that started it all and Princess Celestia gently pushes you inside. You make note of the fact that the room no longer smells like a sex bomb exploded and wonder how the hell the maids did such a thing.

Princess Celestia shuts the door behind herself with a click of the lock and the sound cuts off again, this time you notice it and you look back at her with a questioning look. She adopts an affected whimper as she looks at you soulfully, “Master~. Your whorse's rump is still so sore. Will you rub it for me? Pleeeease~?”

Your heart skips a beat at the sheer adorable nature of Prin—Celestia's request and you can't help but smile widely as you give her a nod. Her face lights up with a radiant, excited smile as she trots happily, if a little bowlegged towards the bed. She looks back at you expectantly around her jiggling, pink-tinged cheeks and you take the hint readily. You climb onto the bed as her magic takes hold of your toga and you shiver a little as the cool air hits your body when she takes it away to fold it neatly.

Celestia waits patiently for you to settle onto the softest bed you've ever felt in your life before she climbs up to step over you. You gulp slightly as you watch her generous ass hover over you and you feel her settle her upper body between your knees as she lowers herself slowly to let her ass rest on your chest.

“Mmm..Thank you, Master~. Start where you like.”

You feel your whorse shiver with excitement as she waits for your touch. You regard the ass in front of yourself for a moment. Despite these ponies' passing resemblance to horses which caused you to somehow gain a pony princess girlfriend, you have to admit that they all seemed to have gorgeous asses, even the smaller ones you passed over the course of the day. Hell, the only reasons you plowed Celestia in the first place was a combination of blue balls due to striking out only slightly more than you're used to and the fact that she has a wonderful ass.

“Well, my sweet whorse,” you feel Celestia shiver as you put proper emphasis on the word and she leans back as soon as you press your palms into her cheeks, “Kindly explain to me what Luna meant by sharing. Oh, and that face rubbing against mine thing.” You begin to massage her cheeks in wide circles causing her to let out a quivering sigh of satisfaction. Every so often, you squeeze her cheeks together just to see them smush.

“Mmm...I apologize if I made you uncomfortable—Mmm!~ Master. I was simply. Hm. Nuzzling you as a show of affect—Ooh, just like that, Master. A little harder, please.—A show of affection.”

Celestia squirms gently as a dull pain flares in her rump as you press down a little harder, just as quickly quelled by your wonderfully soft hands, 'So good~. Not like a minotaur's rough, stubby hands. And he really seems to be enjoying my flanks. I'm so glad I found him. Or rather. He found me.'

“As for OOH! As for Lulu's meaning, my sweet Master, we ponies tend to—HA'N~!” Celestia cut off as she feels her extremely sensitive clit wink, lifting her tail on instinct to show you her swollen, soaked lips and puffy anus and the sweet smell of slightly musky vanilla hits your nostrils hard, “We tend to share our stallion lovers with our friends and loved ones. Especially seeing as how stallion births tend to be rather uncommo—ARE YOU ALREADY GETTING HARD AGAIN?!” She nearly jumps up as she feels your cock stirring underneath her and hardening against her and she looks back at you with a shocked expression

“..Yes? Hell, I would've been good to go again a lot earlier, actually. But. Hunger, confusion, more hunger, coldness. Speaking of! I know I've seen some of you ponies wearing things. I need some clothes at some point. Togas are pretty awesome, but they're kind of a hassle to put on.” You pat her ass gently, causing it to jiggle subtly.

Meanwhile, Celestia's mind is reeling at the idea of a creature having such stamina AND such a speedy recovery so soon. And did you say that you could've been ready for more even earlier? The possibilities!

“Oh my, such a talented Master I have. How...How soon after were you ready? Just for reference? MMPH!~” she tucks her head down into the bed as you give her ass a firm squeeze at her tangent, “Oh! Oh, Master. I'm sorry! I didn't hear properly! I do know a mare who would be very interested in—MMM!—interested in fitting you into some clothes. She would love the opportunity!”

You smirk to yourself as you watch her clit wink with excitement, shivering slightly as her arousal drips down onto your chest and her scent grows stronger, “Good whorse. You should arrange that later for me. And it tends to vary depending on my mood and external stimuli.” You snicker to yourself as you notice her clinging to your every word. This is just too good. The species may be different, but eagerness has always been something you appreciated. That and asses. Even if a woman has some itty bitty titties, if the ass was cash, you would want to tap that.

Celestia flaps her stiff wings a few times as you spread her cheeks wide and shivers as the air hits her soaked lips, “Master, please~. I'm still so sensitive. Please~. You can train me to take your wonderful cock more often later, but please let your whorse recover this time. U-use my mouth! OR OR I-I could call in a maid or a guard for you to rut if you prefer having somepony speared on your cock! My little ponies are always eager to please your whorse of a Princess.”

Your brain stops for a moment, 'Did...Did she just offer to order one of her subjects to fuck me? That...Why is that hot? That'll be something to consider in the future,' but you shake your head to clear out that thought before smiling at her with reassurance, “As tempting as the offer is to use one of your ponies as a sex toy, I think for now I prefer the idea of those hot lips of yours wrapped around my rod. After you clean up the mess you made.” You motion to the small puddle of juices on your chest as you lean back with an expectant look, “I'm waiting, whorse!”

Celestia perks up excitedly at the order as she hastily maneuvers herself so that her face is directly in front of yours, “As you wish, Master!” and she presses her lips against yours hungrily before she methodically begins to kiss her way down. She spends more time than necessary on your neck, causing you to squirm a little, but she soon moves on until she stops at her love nectar clinging to your chest, “Mmm. You're right, Master. I made such a mess on you~.” She hums softly as her tongue dances across your skin, gathering up every drop with eager glee.

You resolve to have a taste for yourself later if it's really that good as your whorse moves on, kissing and licking down your stomach towards your member. You shiver as she buries her snout in your pubic hairs and bite your lip as she inhales deeply, the flow of air tickling. She looks at you with a slight pout, “Aww, Master's musk isn't as thick as it was last time,” and her expression turns sly as she slides down a little further to give your sack a large sniff as well before speaking again, “We'll have to make sure you're nice and sweaty for Lulu when she gets back. She'll love your scent as much as I do, I know.”

Celestia smiles as she nuzzles your cock up and down slowly and she giggles as she lightly bops her muzzle with it a couple times, “Master seems so excited. I must have been a very good whorse to get my master so excited so soon after he filled my tailhole with such thick seed. I can't wait to see how it tastes~.” You moan softly as she drags her tongue from base to tip agonizingly slowly and you bite your lower lip in preparation as her lips near the tip.

All of the buildup is completely ruined as a tightly rolled scroll materializes above your head and drops directly onto your face, not hard, but it was certainly startling, “WHAT, WHEN, WHERE, HOW, AND WHY! WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS BULLSHIT?!”

Celestia sits there with a shocked look on her face for a moment before shoving a hoof to her mouth to contain her laughter, “SNNNRRK! Oh, I'm dreadfully sorry, Master. That would be my personal student sending me a letter. Give me a moment to read it and we'll continue, alright?” Her magic grabs the scroll before you can angrily rip it up, judging by the look on your face.

“...Are you fucking serious?”

Your anger abates slightly as Celestia pouts up at you cutely and nearly completely evaporates as she crawls up to nuzzle her cheek against yours, “...She is forgiven momentarily, but I won't forget this.” She giggles softly as she unfurls the scroll.

“She couldn't have known, Master. Please don't be angry. I promise to make sure you're satisfied once I'm done reading,” she says as she reads, humming appreciatively as your hand rubs her withers slowly.

“Fine, fine. What's this about anyway?” you ask as you try to read the letter and frown as you realize that while you spoke the same language, it's certainly not the same written language. Either that or that's some major chickenscratch...Is that a doodled horse/pony dong in the middle of a sentence? Fuck, you're going to have to learn to read all over again.

“Oh, it seems she's learned a very valuable lesson in friendship.—A little higher, please—And oh! It seems that Ponyville's having to go through some unscheduled construction because of...Oh, my...That's lewd. See?” says Celestia as she shoves the unintelligible scrawl into your field of view.

“...I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but humanity's written language is nowhere near the same as yours. But I do see a dong in there, so I can only imagine that I really don't want to know,” you deadpan at her as she smiles with amusement at this new information.

“Oh? Well, it looks like my student will have even more to teach you this coming week then! She and her friends are all arriving on the earliest train tomorrow to stay at the castle for a week. Or until everything stops being so sticky. Whichever comes first. Oh and the mare I mentioned earlier who could make you clothes is part of that group,” Celestia nuzzles her cheek into yours before giving you a wide smile, “Oh! And that'll give you the perfect opportunity to experience being shared!”

“Well then. I. I guess if I'm going to be living here, I might as well immerse myself into the culture,” you glance at the pony by your side, “I uh. I don't have to try and find a job here, right? I mean. My field of expertise probably doesn't exist here.”

Celestia suppresses a giggle as she remembers your casual mention of something called a “cum-pew-tor” and she shakes her head appeasingly as she rolls up the scroll in her magic to put away with many others like it, “No, Master. Your job is to fuck me whenever you so please. But, your official title will be 'Royal Consort'. After all, as much fun as it would be to see the looks on everypony's faces were I to declare myself your whorse, I do have to think of my citizens first.”

She nuzzles her cheek against yours as she continues, “I'll pay you in my devotion, nuzzles, kisses, many varieties of dishes for your consumption, personal quarters if you wish to have your own, foals if we can breed and you want them, and if you desire a trinket or luxury of any kind, I AM a Princess first and foremost after your whorse. I think I can handle spoiling my Master if he wishes to be spoiled.”

As Celestia goes on, you find your arms wrapping around her tightly to her excited glee, 'Well, having a sugar mama certainly more than makes up for quite possibly never seeing another human being for as long as I live.'

“Feeling better, Master~?” asks Celestia. At your nod, she gives you a soft kiss on the cheek, “Good. Now where were we?...Oh yes, I remember~. I was just about to suck on my Master's wonderful cock like a good whorse.” For some reason, hearing her say these lewd things just won't get old. You let her go and she eagerly slides down before pouting up at you cutely as she notices your softening length, “I'm sorry for that letter ruining the moment, Master, but I can't leave you unsatisfied, now can I?”

You open your mouth to answer, but quickly let out a loud gasp as she pulls your cock into her mouth and bite your lip as she vigorously works to bring you back to full mast. You marvel at her dextrous lips and long tongue as you lift your hips into her ministrations, your cock hardening to its full size very quickly. She takes this opportunity to wrap her forelegs around your hips and moans softly around her mouthful as you leak a drop of precum onto her tongue, 'Yeeessss, so salty. I'm glad he can recover so quickly so I can taste him more often than any stallion! I will have to find out how quickly in the future.

Celestia lets your length pop out of her mouth, giggling at your look of consternation as she looks your glistening cock up and down, “Mmm. I don't think I'll ever get tired of this amazing cock. I can't wait to see it pounding into my sister.” She begins to kiss and lick up and down your cock almost teasingly slowly. Her lips move around the base almost reverently before she dropped to wrap her long tongue around one of your testicles.

You try not to squirm as your whorse strokes each testicle gently with her tongue, licking up as much of your muskiness as she can. She smiles at the funny faces you're making as she nuzzles her snout into your now-soaked balls before raising up and pulling your leaking cock into her mouth once more. Immediately, she begins to bob up and down with excited vigor, sucking as she moves her head down and dragging her tongue up the underside of your length as she moves her head up.

You groan with pleasure as Celestia lights her horn to massage your balls with her magic and you dig your heels into the bed as you see her look of complete bliss. She feels your eyes on her and moans into your cock as she makes eye contact with you with those big and beautiful pink eyes, gripping your hips tightly to keep you still as she works.

“Goooood whorse. That feels so good. Don't stop~.”

You begin to stroke the back of her head slowly as you feel her eager ministrations bringing you closer and closer to orgasm. You fight to lift your hips in time with her downstroke, but her strong forelegs hold you fast. Your toes curl as you feel that familiar feeling building, “You wanted a taste, whorse? It's coming.”

Celestia smiles around your cock as she pulls it nearly completely out of her mouth and sucks hard on the head as she strokes the underside with her tongue. She maintains her eye contact, practically begging you with her eyes to give her what she wants. You roll your hips in her grip as your orgasm hits and she moans deeply as the first spurt of your essence hits her tongue, 'MMMM~ He tastes divine!' She lets your seed fill her mouth as her magic moves from your balls to your shaft, stroking it up and down to milk you as much as she can.

You pant softly as your orgasm peters off, your throbs slowing as it ebbs. You relax in her strong grip as you watch her closely. You wince slightly as she pulls off with a soft *pop* and your eyes widen as she tilts her head back, 'She didn't...Did she?'

Celestia rolls your seed around in her mouth slowly, enjoying the musky saltiness before she smiles at you and then opens her mouth wide to let you see your seed coating her tongue. She revels in your wide-eyed stare as she closes her mouth smartly and audibly gulps down your cum, opening her mouth once more to show that it's all gone.

“That...That was...Mmph...Good. Very good whorse.”

She smiles proudly at your praise as she finally lets you go and crawls up to you. “So glad I could please you, Master. I simply must be allowed to take you in my mouth more often, especially since you can recover in less than twenty four hours,” she says as she nuzzles into you, smiling happily as your arms wrap around her. She giggles to herself as she watches your previously rock hard member soften, “Oh, before I forget, we'll definitely have to get a doctor give you a physical at some point. I definitely want to make sure my wonderful Master stays healthy.”

You make a face at this, “Ugh, not a fan of that idea, but fine,” and you reach back to grab the blankets, but are stopped by a hoof. You feel yourself and Celestia lift up in her magic and you watch the covers peel back until you both float back down. You smile as you snuggle into her warm furry body and the covers engulf you both, “That is super useful.”

Celestia nods with a giggle before nuzzling her cheek into yours, “Sleep well, Master~.”

“You too, Celestia.”

Day 1

You are groggy and vaguely aware that at some point, your big, fuzzy heater has wandered off. This injustice cannot stand! You will hunt her to the ends of the Earth! Wait, do they call it Earth? You know they have Earth ponies, but. Ah, fuck it. Still sleepy and she'll be back. If she knows what's good for her.

“Wakey wakey, sleepyhead. The sun's up, which means breakfast is on the way.~”

Speak of the devil. She must be insane to think you want to leave the comfort of this amazing bed. You pull a pillow over your head and you faintly hear a tinkling laugh through it. You jump as you feel Celestia climb on top of you and you can't help but smile as you feel her weight press down on you.

“Come on, Master~. Greet the day~.”

That sounds...Really dirty. Especially since she explained yesterday that she basically was the day if she was to be believed. She can control the sun and Princess Luna can control the moon? That sounds a little farfetched. But the butt tattoos they have would make sense if that were the—She just stole your fucking pillow. She's a fucking bitc...That is a pony pussy. That is a very familiar pony pussy over your face, moisture clinging to the dark white lips.

This. This is alright. Celestia lets out a pleased neigh as she feels your hands grip her hips and she nickers as your tongue begins to slowly trace her lips, “Mmm~. Such a wonderful way to greet the day my Master has~.”

Holy shit, this pony pussy tastes amazing. Like. Like what you'd imagine the Pillsbury doughboy's asshole would taste like. Not that you wonder such a thing, but it's the first thing that came to your groggy mind as you taste her sweet, musky vanilla flavor. Your hands drop from her hips to her asscheeks and you begin to massage them slowly as you press your tongue firmly against her lips.

You feel a pressure on your face as your whole world becomes dark. Celestia seems to think your face is her throne. Well, she's suprisingly light for her size, so since she's not crushing you, you might as well enjoy this situation. And teach her the human alphabet while you're at it.

You smile as you hear her moans and neighs fill the room and your hands continue to knead her cheeks firmly as more and more of her arousal leaks into and onto your mouth.

“Mmph, mmm~. So good~. Such tongue twisters~. Yours might not be like a pony's, but it's still wonderfu—HaaaaaAAAAA~!”

Celestia's body seems to lock up as you catch her clit in your mouth mid-wink and you suck on it firmly to keep it from retreating, flicking your tongue against it as you do so. It's a great deal bigger than a woman's, but that just seems make it that much more sensitive. You hear her scream and that's your only warning when you see her lips begin to undulate. And now your face is soaked and all you can smell is her. Well, at least you're not going to have your tongue cramp up on you with a pony. Like that one chick who just. would. not. cum.

Her clit is pulled of your mouth as she straightens up on very shaky legs. Please don't fall. You don't want to die by pony butt, but it would be a decent way to go at this point. You sigh in relief as she turns around. You smirk as you see that her face is flushed and she's snorting breathlessly.

“That. That was dirty, Master~. I'm going to be sensitive all day now. Again.”

She doesn't seem too disappointed though. In fact, she seems quite pleased with that outcome and you shiver as she begins to lick your face in long strokes to clean up the mess she made.

You jump slightly as you hear the door open and you glance around Celestia and her tongue to see a maid bringing in a cart of breakfast goodies. It's a mark of her professionalism that she only stops for about a second to sniff the air and blushes as she notices the two of you, “B-B-Breakfast is s-served, my princess. And...G-guest.” The flustered maid gallops out of the room as quickly as she can.

Celestia giggles with amusement as she squirms against you before whispering into your ear, “Want me to call her back? I'm sure she'd love giving your spear a nice polish while you eat. And from what I can feel, you'd enjoy that too.”

“I'll, uh..I'll pass this time. I don't want to mix my vices and start making an association of happy fun times with food. That'd make for some awkward social situations.”

You push her gently as she giggles a bit louder at your statement, but she crawls off without protest and begins to plate some food for you.

Holy good god damn, those pancakes and waffles were the best you've ever had in your life. Hash browns could've been a bit more...Unhealthy? Is that a thing that you could want? But hey, they were still pretty damn good. The coffee was some serious gourmet shit, it had to be. You made the mistake of asking where the bacon was, but it wasn't as bad as you thought it'd be. Celestia merely looked stunned for half a second before smiling that almost infuriatingly reassuring smile of hers and promising to get some meat in stock for you.

Now that your belly is full, you've washed up, your toga's in full force, and she has her gold...thingies on, you were walking with her towards the throne room and now you've decided to amuse yourself at her expense.

“Soo...Sweetie?”

Her ear turns towards you as she looks at you out of the corner of her eye, “Yes?”

You fight to keep a grin off your face, instead doing your best imitation of her motherly smile, “What's my name? I'm sure I've mentioned it at one point or another, but you seem more keen on calling me...” you spare a glance at the two guards following the both of you and decide to spare her at least that, “pet names.” You keep your imitation of her smile as best you can as she freezes in place with wide, panicked eyes.

“I! Uh! I know it, just!” You never even mentioned it once, but this is just too good. Celestia looks you up and down, presumably to get a feel for your name as it seems ponies' names tend to be thematic, “Uuh. Sweet Buns?” Your smile stays neutral as you laugh on the inside and she keeps guessing, “Uh! Pounding Piston? Nonstop Stamina? Salty Steel? Hotrod?” Her guards are exchanging wide eyed stares at the implications such names could entail and you finally start laughing.

“Not even close, dear.”

Her ears droop sadly and you smile as you hug her, whispering your name into her ear. It takes her a few seconds to register before she looks at you with an odd look and a wrinkled nose, “That...That is a very odd name. Not very fitting either. It describes nothing about you! We should change it. Personally, I'm partial to Hotrod.”

You chuckle at the idea and shrug as you agree. Why the hell not? New home, no past anyone here remembers, new identity. You give her a soft peck on the cheek, “Hotrod it is.”

SO FUCKING BORING! You want to be back in bed so bad. At least that's more entertaining, even by yourself! It was exciting for all of one minute when Princess Celestia officially introduced you as her Royal Consort, Hotrod. The nobles had a shitfit about the bald monkey nailing their ruler for about thirty seconds before her glare shut them up. Well, the vocal ones did at any rate. Some of the others were regarding you with suspicion, some with wonder, and a few with blushing curiosity.

The rest of the time was taken up by some of the stupidest and pettiest problems and requests you've ever heard like this one mare who came in expecting the treasury to front a loan. For a goddamn box of chocolates. What the...WHY?! That better be a damn good box of chocolates. You debate asking for one later just for retroactive spite.

It feels like an eternity before court adjourns for lunch recess right after some fruity looking stallion came in to pitch a business proposal, looking for the Princess to ask any tailors she knows to make frilly panties. Which would be fine. If they weren't going to be marketed just to stallions. He had pictures. Why.

You're looking at the menu you've been given, trying to work up your appetite and to decipher this mad language as Princess Celestia giggles madly to herself.

“I'm just saying, I think the idea had merit, sweetheart. And besides, it's kind of sexy. I'd like to see you in a pair, at least.”

Your blushing, panicked denial of such a plan is cut off by a cluster of excited voices coming from behind the dining room's closed doors. She smiles expectantly, “Oh, that sounds like my Elements arriving. I hope you don't mind, but I invited them to lunch to meet you.”

You watch the doors with an ever-increasing feeling of trepidation before they finally open and in walk six mares. They're about halfway to the table, caught up in their conversation which seems to be about the rumor that the Princess has taken an exotic consort. You resist the urge to laugh as they freeze in place as one as soon as they notice you.

“Hello, ladies. Name's Hotrod and I'm Princess Celestia's Royal Consort.”

An adoring squeal sounds from one of the mares and all you see is a yellow and pink blur as one of them breaks away from the herd. You feel a pair of forelegs wrapping around your shoulders and hear an excited, breathy voice to your right, “Oh my gosh! An intelligent talking monkey! So cute!”

Your attention is taken away from the rest of the mares as they all rush the Princess to question the validity of your claim and you glance down at the yellow Pegasus, immediately finding her heart-stoppingly adorable, “Uuh. Not a monkey, cutey. A human.” She tilts her head cutely, but then smiles up at you sweetly, blushing slightly at the compliment.

“Oh, I've never heard of one of those before. My name's Fluttershy. Are there more of you? Are you really Princess Celestia's consort? Where's your fur? Did some mean pony take your fur?” She scowls hard enough to give a newborn kitten pause before letting out a soft “Eep!” as you gently grab her and place her in your lap. She squirms for a second before nuzzling back into you as she gets comfortable, practically glowing at your acceptance. You answer her questions as best you can as she seems to grow more and more curious about you, glancing over the rest of the mares on occasion.

It isn't long before the flying gay pride flag flaps over to regard you with almost hostile suspicion. She flies around your head slowly before stopping right in front of you yet again. This one doesn't seem to like you. Or just has a stick up her ass. Your suspicions to the former are only confirmed when she says in her scratchy, tomboyish voice that drips with adorable venom, “I've got my eye on you, mister. Don't try anything funny.” Your suspicions to the latter will take a bit more time to confirm or deny as a light scolding from Princess Celestia sends her to her seat.

Fluttershy nuzzles under your chin softly, “Don't mind Rainbow Dash. She's all bark and not so much bite.”

You are about to comment about Rainbow Dash needing to get laid when you feel a pair of forelegs wrap around your shoulders from behind and an excited, preppy voice rings in your ear, “Hi there! I'm Pinkie Pie! Wanna be friends, Mr. Princess Celestia's Royal Consort?” She squeals with a gleeful “Yay!” as you answer affirmatively and you feel her nuzzle into the back of your head before she jumps into a seat next to Rainbow Dash.

The white unicorn with the coiffed violet mane steps over to look you up and down appraisingly before she smiles endearingly at you as she speaks in a refined accent that you assume has got to be fake, “Well, you're certainly easy on the eyes, darling.” Did she just?...Is that a compliment? That has got to be the most backhanded compliment you've ever heard. And then you start to think she didn't mean it that way as she bats her eyelashes at you, “You may call me Rarity. And perhaps later, you can show me your...prowess?” You watch her trot to a free chair, noting that her ass is practically Celestia's in miniature except with diamonds.

The orange Earth pony steps up, offers a simple tilt of her hat, and drawls out, “Howdy, partner. Name's Applejack.” This one's alright by yo—“Mind tickling my fancy later? You look like you could offer this cowgirl a good ride.” You can only give a stunned nod at her blunt and forward nature which makes her give you a smug smile. She then moves on, making sure you're watching her firm backside as she hikes her tail to the side and sends you a wink before sitting next to Rarity.

During all this, the purple unicorn's been in deep conversation with Princess Celestia and she grins with a slightly manic edge as she plants herself next to you, “Hello! I'm Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia's personal student! She tells me that you need tutorin—” She's cut off by the look on your face and the finger you're pointing at her, a look of deep confusion on her face.

“YOU! You're the one! You hit me with a scroll last night!”

Immediately, Princess Celestia begins to snicker as she holds in her laughter at your outburst, “Sweetheart, I'll say it again. She didn't know it would hit you.”

Down the table, Rainbow Dash laughs uproariously at the thought. Meanwhile, Twilight tilts her head, “But Spike's dragonfire is supposed to send the scroll to Princess Celestia only. How did it hit...Oh. Oh my.” She blushes as she reaches the obvious conclusion before smiling bashfully at you and pinning her ears slightly, “Sorry about that. It uh. It didn't ruin anything, did it?”

Your outrage is diminished at the sheer cuteness of her look as you fight back a “Hnnng” and you shake your head slowly, “No, you didn't. Not for long anyway. Now go on.”

Twilight's ears perk up again as she seems to be forgiven and she's being allowed to go on, “Well, Princess Celestia tells me that your written language is nothing like ours, so you need tutoring to learn how to read. Oh and after that, I can start teaching you Equestrian customs and history!”

Rainbow Dash scoffs with derision at this revelation, “Can't read? How stupid are you?”

“Shut it, pride parade! At least I can ruminate the complexity of circumlocution without hurting myself and articulate multisyllabically without a reference guide!”

A few giggles here and there as the other mares present reach understanding at varying times. Rainbow Dash looks briefly baffled before her expression very quickly turns to anger, “Shut up and go articulate yourself!” Applejack cuffs her lightly with her hat with “Whoa there, trigger.” and you feel slightly smug before a wing cuffs the back of your head gently.

Princess Celestia smiles at you as she tucks her wing in again, “You too, dear. Now, let's get something to eat and then I'll take my leave to resume Day Court. If you want, you can have my Element provide your entertainment instead of sitting there bored this time.”

You give her a look that clearly says that she's going to be walking funny tomorrow, but nod as you grab your menu. You rest your chin atop Fluttershy's head as she helpfully reads out some of the options to you before you settle on a delicious sounding pasta dish. Lunch passes without further incident.

You're trying not to lose your patience and kick this fussy unicorn in the shins. First she shoos the royal tailor out of the room. You would've liked to know that there was a royal tailor in the first place, but you resolve to bring this up with Princess Celestia later. Maybe she didn't have faith in the mare?

She's been measuring you for clothes for the past ten minutes and you're already getting annoyed at the fact that she keeps measuring over and over and over again. That and she hasn't stopped glancing at your crotch since you took off your toga. The rest of her friends also have no concept of privacy as they stare without shame.

The conversation about your lack of penile sheath was a complete loop of confusion before you just said that it just wasn't something you needed. And you wanted to start screaming when they asked why you had nipples if you weren't a mare. Thankfully, Rainbow Dash went to her room for a nap before this all started so her snide comments were missing.

Thankfully, you're allowed to step off the platform before you're ready to explode and you go to grab your toga sheet. Except it's nowhere to be seen and Applejack is sitting where it was with a very sly look on her face, “Well, partner. Looks like your sheet thingy's gone. Now, I might know where it is, but it'll cost you.”

This pony. This pony knows what she wants and how to get it. You know what? Fine, that's fair. You're game. Hell, if she were here, Princess Celestia would probably be cheering you on.

You glance around to notice that everypony except her has a deep blush on their face, even Rarity who's attempting to keep her attention on her work and who can't stop stealing curious glances. You then smirk at Applejack, “Think you can handle me with your friends watching?” You blink as you notice a quill and notepad in Twilight's magic.

Applejack tosses her hat to Pinkie for safekeeping as she saunters over to you, “Partner, I think I could handle you with a whole stadium watching. Any position you like, I can handle,” and she rubs her hips against you slowly as her tail brushes against your hardening member, “Come on, give me a good ride, sugarcube.”

You seat yourself on one of the waiting area's cushions and lean back against the wall as you pat your thigh, “Well, aren't you a confident one? I'll have you know I had Princess Celestia walking funny all day yesterday.”

Applejack's smile only broadens as she climbs on top of you and places her forehooves on your shoulders, “Belly to belly, huh? Kinky. Well, get yourself ready to back that up, partner. I'm ready when you—” Her voice catches as you grab her well-toned flanks firmly and she begins to nuzzle her cheek against yours, “Ooh. Them hands of yours are good on their own. Can't wait to see what another part of you can do.” She wriggles around slowly as you press your cock in between her cheeks and she moans softly as you forcibly grind her up and down around your rapidly hardening length.

You ignore the scratching of a quill on paper as you whisper into Applejack's ear, “You better have a lot of energy, cowgirl. Because like I've told your princess, you're not done until I'm done.” You shift your hands from her flanks to her hips as you lift her up and press the tip of your cock against her slick entrance. You hold her steady as you pull her down, pushing your firm length into her tight, wet depths and smiling as she moans deeply. You grab her tail and hold it against her hip to allow your audience a better view of her entrance being stretched wide around you.

You gasp as you bottom out, squirming a little as you feel her walls massaging your cock rhythmically. Not just the Princess who can do that then. They all seem to have that wonderful muscle control. You pull her up slowly about halfway before pushing her back down only a little faster.

Applejack leans in to give you a hard, hungry kiss before moaning out in a surprisingly steady voice “Mmm~! Ain't never been handled like this before, partner. Don't be afraid to go rough, either. I like it like that.” Her moans grow louder and mix with deep neighs as you immediately begin to pull her up and down along your cock much faster and harder, “YES! Just like that, partner! Give it to me-eee-AAAH!” Her body locks up as her walls instinctively try to milk your orgasm while hers rocks her core. You don't even slow your pace, your thighs slapping against her flanks with an ever-increasing wetness.

Twilight's eyes widen as she whispers to herself, her flanks shaking slightly as she begins to imagine herself in Applejack's place, “Subject appears to have much higher stamina than the average stallion. Time elapsed: 28 seconds and counting.” Fluttershy has her face buried in Pinkie's nethers, hoping to bring her friend to orgasm quickly so she can do the same in return.

You smile as the revelation that you're still going hits these mares and they each realize exactly why their Princess loves you so much. Especially Applejack as she buries her head in the crook of your neck moaning and neighing. She begins to push herself down when you hilt, relishing each time your balls slap against her. The combined smell of all these mares' arousal drives you on faster and faster and the wet slaps drive you harder and harder.

Applejack practically screams out another moan as another orgasm hits her like a runaway cart and her pussy attempts to milk you once more in vain. You feel her begin to lose steam in your grip, her muscles loosening as the multiple orgasms begin to take their toll. Twilight has completely dropped her pen and paper, but her horn remains lit as she moans. She must be using her magic on herself. Hot. Pinkie and Fluttershy have switched positions and Rarity is following Twilight's lead, using her magic to bring herself to a heated orgasm.

You moan as you feel your orgasm approaching rapidly now and you continue to basically use Applejack as a fucktoy, “Mmm. Getting close now. Do you want me to paint your insides or do you want a glaze on your apple bottom?”

She pants and snorts as she shakes in your grip, “In-Inside. Please. Cum for me.”

That's all you needed to hear. You stir your hips as you thrust her up and down in short, swift strokes before you finally hilt into her one last time. You let out a low moan as your cock throbs and twitches inside her, your cum spilling into her thick and hot.

Applejack lets out a long, low sigh of mixed relief and pleasure as she wriggles weakly in your grip, “Mmmmm~. You weren't kiddin', part-partner. I'm definitely going to be walkin' funny after I can feel my legs again.”

You hiss softly as your sensitive length slides out of Applejack's stretched pussy. You then lift her up and spread her cheeks to show her friends her leaking pussy, “Who's next?”

TBC...

Author's Note

Feel free to point out any errors I've made.

Also, two chapters because I didn't plan ahead much further than "WRITING, GO!"

As an aside: No, I do not hate Rainbow Dash, she's just being hostile because I find it funny that she's being hostile. That and aggressive sex is sure to happen. :trollestia:

Where You Learn How to Share (Part 2)

You hiss softly as your sensitive length slides out of Applejack's stretched pussy. You then lift her up and spread her cheeks to show her friends her leaking pussy, “Who's next?”

The look on your face just reads proud satisfaction as Twilight, Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Rarity all gape at Applejack's leaking, gaping vagina while she quivers in your grip. They begin to exchange silent looks before turning their gaze back onto you and Applejack. They then each raise one hoof high in the air, Twilight and Fluttershy doing so slightly hesitantly.

You open your mouth to tell them to give you about half an hour, but it was at that moment that the royal tailor had decided that you should've been done with the measuring at least. She probably wanted to help sew or just watch or something. She stops in her tracks, sniffs the air a few times, stares at you and Applejack, still staring, why the hell is she still staring, she finally goddamn starts looking around at the other mares with their hooves still in the air, and then she just turns around and walks out again, mumbling, “Why is it always my bucking shop? I'm going home.”

“Uuh. Hmm. Well, then. Rarity?” You catch the attention of the white unicorn, judging by the fact that her ear turns towards you.

“Yes, darling?” She's still looking towards the exit.

“I think we should hurry and get this done before she comes back and kills us all.”

“I think that would indeed be best, darling. But first, you must explain something. Do...Do you need something to fit over your nipples? Like a mare's teat holder?”

“...FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF”

“Ooh! Rarity, I think you made him spring a leak!” Pinkie giggles as she plants Applejack's hat back onto the now-sound asleep pony's head.

FINALLY! You got some proper clothes and with minimal bloodshed. As much as you like snazzy suits and ties, you opted for the more practical t-shirt and basketball shorts combo. Easier to slip off, easier to get into, and much more comfortable. Rarity assures you that she will work diligently to make you more clothes in the coming week, but you make sure to tell her that if she tries to make you frilly panties, she won't live to see a day where her fur was not plaid in perpetuity.

You didn't know how you'd do it, but she seemed to think you could, so bonus.

Buuuut, you're still kind of...Wet. And musky. And still in your toga because you have to take Applejack to her room to clean you both up. She wakes up briefly while you're washing her to give you a grateful, fuck-addled smile. You hope she didn't mean what she said about you meeting her brother. Thirty seconds or not, you REALLY don't want a stallion in your bum. That. That is not a thing you want.

You put her to bed and tuck her in with her promising to see you again during lunch tomorrow. You laugh to yourself as you recall the heads you turned as you carried the exhausted farmpony through the halls, smelling of hot sex. The hungry expressions actually made you feel like you're totally not ruining your ancestors' memories by actually going along with this sharing stuff with sapient, adorable horses. To be fair though, those fucks probably fucked actual horses. Creepy ancestors, what have they done for you? You stop as you see a flash of light.

*KRAKA-THOOM*

FUCK, THUNDER AND LIGHTNING! You look up towards heaven to apologize to your obviously wonderful ancestors—OH THAT GAY PRIDE BITCH!...How did she even get a cloud in the castle?...Wait, what?

Rainbow Dash bursts out laughing as she points at you with a hoof and kicks the cloud out the window, “Pfffft, the look on your stupid bucking face that's so bucking stupid! Just be glad I don't want the Princess mad at me for hurting her colttoy or that would've been between your eyes.”

If your glare could kill, this bitch would at least have a nosebleed. What? You're still in your afterglow, so you can't bring yourself to be too mad. Especially since this pony is still an adorable little shithead, “Alright, dyke, what's your damn issue? Just get a tissue, cut an onion, cry me a river, build a bridge, get over it, and then burn the damn bridge!”

Confusion is apparent on her face at your odd name-calling. Why is she a ditch? Then rage overtakes her features as she flies down to press her face against yours, “My issue is that you're weird and you're not good enough for Princess Celestia!”

You go to retort, but a wicked idea overtakes you. Gay Pride wants to fight, she's asking for a fight. Well, you're not going to give her one. Time to Bugs Bunny this bitch. Before she can even react, you grab her cheeks to hold her in place and you plant a big wet kiss on her lips. She squeals in surprise and her eyes look like they're about to pop out of her head. As soon as you let go, she flies back and wipes at her lips, sputtering out, “YOU. I. WHY...STUPID MONKEY!”

You burst out laughing as she zooms out the window. Oh cartoons, you always provide the greatest of assistance in times of need. She'll come around eventually or at least calm the fuck down. If not, you can at least mess with her as much as you can before she leaves.

The situation at the dinner table that night is great, at least for everyone outside of Rainbow Dash and Applejack. Applejack for the sheer fact that she's having dinner in her room at her convenience and Rainbow Dash for the fact that you're not taking her bait. She keeps getting so mad at the fact that you just decided to stop fighting with her and she flies out as fast as she can after you just kept blatantly flirting with her.

Fluttershy seems to have taken it upon herself to help you at least a little bit with reading before Twilight's official lessons, having read out the menu once more for your benefit as she sits beside you this time.

Once the food's delivered, the moment you've been dreading ever since these mares even showed up arrives unexpectedly. Rarity just turns to Princess Celestia and asks the question you hoped noone would think to ask in such a private setting, “So, Princess, darling, how ever did the two of you meet? We're just dying to know!”

You look over to Princess Celestia as she glows with what you can only describe as a shit-eating grin and she motions for any and all staff to exit the room. Why is she...?

“Well, girls, as long as you keep it to yourselves, it's a very fascinating and extraordinarily lewd story...”

Oh god why.

You're still red by the time you and Princess Celestia reach the door to her quarters and she's still laughing under her breath. She did not spare a single detail.

Rarity had congratulated the two of you for such a fortuitous coincidence with a deep blush as she fanned her face with a napkin, though she did claim that she didn't imagine such a scenario had occured between the two of you. Twilight had simply excused herself with a luminous blush on her face and teleported herself and a fainted, tomato-faced Fluttershy back to their room. Pinkie just tittered at the idea of Princess Celestia, the matriarch of a country, being mistaken for a whorse.

Once in her quarters and the door under its standard locking and noise-cancelling spells, before she can say anything, you pull her into a deep kiss. She squeaks in surprise before moaning in approval as she returns it with gusto.

Celestia smiles as you two break apart, “My, my, Master. What brought this on, hmm?”

You blush slightly as you reach around to run your hands through her mane, “Well, I figured before we did...Well, anything. We could talk?” She hums softly with happiness at the unexpected attention and nods before you two head towards the bed.

Before you can protest, her magic takes off your clothes and folds them neatly to place them next to the bed. The look on her face looks like she believes she just did you a favor and, so fine. Not a big deal. Her gold stuff follows suit, being placed neatly next to your clothes.

As soon as you're settled in bed, Celestia climbs on top of you and wriggles down into you with a soft, content sigh, “What did you want to talk about, dear?” She nuzzles her cheek against yours as your hands begin to run through her mane, “Mmm. That's wonderful. Please don't stop.”

You squirm underneath her a little as you begin to go over the thoughts on your mind, most specifically that you feel a little guilty about railing Applejack even after it was said that it was pretty much okay, while it didn't get to you when she said it but you still feel like Rainbow Dash had something when she said that you weren't good enough for Princess Celestia, and a slight concern that it's just sex between the two of you after hearing the story from her perspective.

Celestia lets out a soft “Aww” as she nuzzles you harder before giving you a soft kiss and smiling at you reassuringly, “I'm sorry if you've been a bit overwhelmed about all this, sweetie. I know this all must be very trying for you right now. You have my deepest, most genuine pledge that it is perfectly fine with me if you rut another mare, as long as you come back to me afterwards. My only complaint about your session with Applejack is that I didn't get to watch.”

She wraps her forelegs around you firmly as she looks deep into your eyes, hers filled with silent promises, “And Rainbow Dash is a very stubborn, loyal mare. I'd bet that she'd say the same to any stallion I took on, even one of her favorite Wonderbolts. Don't let her get to you and just see if you can't get her to come around. As for our relationship...”

You gasp softly as you feel her teeth nibbling softly on your earlobe and you hear voice whisper breathily in your ear, “I know we've moved a little fast, but I don't regret it and I hope you don't as well. If it concerns you that much, dear, we can set aside a date night each week. Every Lunsday I'll make sure you know I love your unique, exotic form. The unique inner workings of your mind. The unique turns of phrase that you have. The sex is just a very wonderful bonus to everything that you are.”

Her genuine smile as she rubs her snout against your nose causes one to break out on your face, “That certainly helps put my concerns to rest, but it may take a little while to get truly used to this. But for what it's worth, I'm just going to take each day it comes and hope to do right by you. Just one question.”

Her smile widens at your wish to make sure she's not hurt, “Yes, dear?”

”What's Lunsday?”

A giggling explanation of their days of the week follows. You guess it makes sense that they'd have different names for each day, though thankfully each week is still seven days. You learn something new every day, today being Sunsday and the beginning of their week followed in order by Moonsday, Terrasday, Lunsday, Celsday, Faustsday, and Disday.

“Now, sweetie. Are you feeling better?” Celestia says as she rubs your back up and down slowly with her hoof and she gives you a soft kiss at your nod, “Wonderful. Oh, tomorrow, you have your checkup after your lessons with Twilight,” her eyes widen with realization, “And speaking of Twilight, dear, we should probably bring her in here when she's ready for her turn with you and you with her. You should know that that sweet mare has not known the touch of a stallion and I want to be there for her in case she's nervous, alright?”

At your consenting nod, she nuzzles her cheek against yours as her voice turns sultry and she slips into character, “Thank you, Master~. Now, your whorse wants your love, please~.”

You shiver at her sudden switch, but smile appreciatively as you wrap your arms tightly around her, “Well, I hate to disappoint. Come here, my sweet whorse.”

Day 2, Moonsday

Another day, another wonderful night's sleep ended prematurely by a too-into-the-morning pony. God. Fucking. Dammit. You will have to tell her that sometimes you like to sleep in, especially after a romp between the sheets.

Breakfast this morning is slightly less awkward as Celestia thought to use an air freshening spell. With no morning romp, the maid actually decides to stick around, relief clear on her face as she diligently works to make sure the food is dished out promptly. Once breakfast is over, Celestia sends the maid off to fetch Twilight to get you to your doctor's appointment and to start your lessons. After a quick, affectionate washing of each other, the two of you exit the room after you dress to tackle the day's challenges.

Before you and Princess Celestia part ways for the time being, Twilight bounds up to you with a look of sheer excitement on her face. Aww, she's happy to see you, that's so adorable. After a brief physical adieu between yourself and the Princess, you set off with Twilight babbling excitedly as she leads you towards the medical wing.

“...so fascinating to meet a new species and to help oversee a medical study on your physical well being!...”

Jesus, as adorable as she is, she really is a chatterbox and really overly excitable. You try to listen to her, but damn does she have trouble staying on topic without getting overly loquacious, so it's hard not to tune her out.

Wait. Hang on a second. Did she just say...?

“Uuh, Twilight? Did...Did you just say what I think you just said? Was that something about a prostate check?”

“Yes, why?”

It is then that you learn that it's not just the Princess who can pick you up in magic, but also her student, even as you sprint away at full speed to avoid the possibility of a hoof being shoved up your ass. Really, you should've seen that coming.

You dread what's coming throughout the whole physical. You've been declared healthy, if strange. Then the doctor tells you to drop your shorts and brace against the table. This would be a lot worse in context if you weren't certain she didn't have a penis. And Twilight lighting her horn tells you that she's not going to let you get away.

So, as it turns out, it's just more magic that checks your prostate, just a small pressure. Feels kinda good, except for the awkward boner and the subsequent glowing blush from Twilight. Better than the alternate of a hoof. And much more sanitary than the other alternative of a tongue. Jeeze, being a male health doctor would be utter hell if that were the case. Speaking of, she's trotting over, try to be nonchalant. The doctor eyes your still-strong erection for a second before speaking, “Well, since that's the case,” and she floats over a tube to press over the tip, “we might as well get a sperm sample.”

You shift a little, “Well, alright, I'll go ahead and get to work on tha—JESUS TAPDANCING CHRIST!” and a pressure on your prostate kicks up as a magic glow envelopes your now-throbbing erection, vibrating up and down wildly.

The doctor raises her eyebrow as her horn continues to do its work, “Well, some congratulations are in order, Royal Consort Hotrod. A stallion usually blows in half a second when I do this.” She smirks as stars burst in front of your eyes and the tube fills up with your release after about thirty seconds of mind-blowing pleasure, pulling it away once you taper off and trotting away with purpose.

Your knees give out and you're left a panting mess as Twilight giggles at your predicament, “Shut it, Twilight. When I can feel my legs again, you're going to get it.”

She sticks out her tongue at you before trotting over and nuzzling her cheek against yours.

“...You're forgiven. Now since that's over, let's get on with the reading lessons. And be succinct about it!”

A thankfully short walk later on shaky steps for you leads you to a library. As soon as you step in, a coconut drops on your head. Thankfully, it wasn't heavy since it turned out to be made of rubber. A scratchy laugh and a rainbow trail tells you that the culprit is an unoriginal and unsubtle prankster.

As it turns out, written language for ponies is a lot simpler than you thought it'd be. They don't really focus on phonetic language, but rather the feelings and imagery that their inkblots evoke. Of course, part of it is, again, magic. A quick, tickling zap to your brain meats from Twilight helped out a great deal, especially seeing as how it was a necessary, painless procedure adminstered to foals before they're taught to read.

After that zap, learning how to read this gobbledegook becomes almost second nature, which seems to thrill Twilight immensely. This seems to mean that she wants to teach you more, much faster. Why did you show this silly, teachy pony that you're a fast learner? She's nice, but she does not take "no" for an answer when you say you don't want to know.

The only way you get out of a never-ending lesson is that you promise to write her once you're on complex concepts in writing. At this, she jumps into your arms for a tight hug and firm nuzzle.

That night sees you carrying a nervously excited Twilight into an equally nervously excited Celestia's quarters. Her confidence seems to be slowly gaining ground, however, as she's discussing all the doctor's findings with your physical results. Guess doctor-patient confidentiality is practically nonexistant here. Damn gossipy ponies.

“...simply amazing, Princess! Hotrod's physical form is built almost completely for stamina rather than excessive speed. The tendons behind to the joints of his ankles being wonderous shock absorbers, his long strides, and his large buttocks lend themselves well to running for hours on end...” Ouch. Your ass isn't that big...Is it?

Celestia giggles at the look on your face as you attempt to look at your backside while Twilight continues to gush over all she's learned, “Calm down, sweetie. If you feel bad about it, just know that I like it just the way it is,” and she nuzzles into you reassuringly.

You set Twilight down on the bed where she wobbles around for a moment before tucking her legs underneath herself as she looks up at you with her head tilted, “Are you sure you're alright with this, Mr. Hotrod? I mean, you've already climaxed once today, and that means your refractory period—” She cuts off as she notices you stripping down and she tilts her head a little more before blushing with wide eyes as she notices your partially erect cock, “Oh. Oh my.” After you lie down and get comfortable, she shyly crawls on top of you and presses her lips to yours with inexperienced enthusiasm.

Celestia smiles as she folds your clothes since you can't seem to be bothered to do so and leans down to whisper into Twilight's ear, “You see, my dear student, my stallion is very special. Like you said, he's built for stamina. In fact, I plan on finding out just how well he's built tonight.” Her smile turns mischievious as she notices your look of curious puzzlement and she crawls between your legs to slowly drag her tongue up and down your hardening cock.

You moan into Twilight's mouth at the sudden attention and you blink as she suddenly breaks off to look back at her teacher acting in such a lewd manner. She stares intently as she watches Celestia pull your cock into her mouth and turns back to you, suddenly giving you a smile of extreme mischief. She's learning. That's not a good sign. You blink as you find a petite purple butt in your face when she decides to turn around. She lets out a soft moan as you decide to take advantage of the situation by grabbing and massaging her flanks slowly.

“Mmm, that's nice, Mr. Hotrod. Please don't stop,“ says Twilight as she makes eye contact with Celestia as she works, “And let me help you with that, Princess! I saw Doctor Sweets do this before and he really seemed to like it!”

Your eyes widen as you realize what she's going to do and your protests die before you can even vocalize as a familiar pressure begins to stroke your prostate. You're stopped from squirming by Celestia's powerful forelegs as soon as you start and you gasp out as a purple glow begins to vibrate and stroke your cock. Celestia giggles around the tip of your cock as she suckles on it gently and Twilight presses herself back into your grip as she smiles mischieviously.

You arch your hips up as you very quickly reach orgasm from that damnable spell and you pant softly as your release fills up Celestia's mouth, “Twilight...Ha-ah...That was unfair.”

The purple unicorn giggles at your protest as she drops the spell, “Well, it's the perfect opportunity to truly find out how quickly you can—MMPH?!” She's cut off by Celestia pulling her into an open-mouthed kiss and she lets out a long “Mmmmm” as she shares the taste of your cum with her teacher. As soon as all of it is down in their bellies, each of them lick their lips slowly and Twilight smiles back at you with renewed confidence, “You taste amazing!”

You bite your lip as Celestia begins to lick your softening length slowly to try and coax you back to full mast as soon as possible, “You know, I've heard.” You chuckle softly as you feel Twilight's excitement begin to pool on your chest, “And it works out because Celestia tastes glorious and now...I'm curious.” Twilight attempts to ask what you meant by that before yelping in surprise as you pull her up until her virgin slit is just above your mouth and she lets out a deep moan as she feels your tongue caress her deeply purple lips.

Holy shit, it's like a grape, an apple, and a candied rose had a musky baby and juiced it into your mouth. You spread her pussy wide as you prepare yourself to sample more only to be stopped by two surprised gasps. Oh, right, they're used to having to wait a lot longer. Jeeze, it's almost like mare sex juices are an aphrodisiac to you. You'll have to have that tested somehow in the future.

Celestia smiles expectantly at Twilight, “Well, that answers that question. Are you ready, my dear student?”

Twilight hesitantly pulls herself out of your grip as she crawls forward towards your throbbing length, “Well, he certainly seems to be ready, so...I think so.” She gives the head of your cock a tentative lick before turning around to press her soaked lips against it, rubbing up and down slowly to lubricate it.

You shiver as your still-sensitive cock is soaked and smile at Celestia as she crawls up next to you, nuzzling her cheek against yours as she wraps her forelegs around your shoulders. Her horn suddenly lights up with a golden glow and Twilight jumps suddenly, causing Celestia to smile down at her.

“Just an anesthetic spell, my dear student. To make your first time much more pleasureable than it would be otherwise. And dear?” her voice drops slightly as she whispers into your ear, “Be gentle and make sure she enjoys it.”

You nod with a smile as you grab Twilight's hips firmly and she moans softly as she feels your tip pressing against her entrance. She wriggles down slightly before letting out a soft yelp as you slowly enter her and she sighs softly as her virgin pussy stretches around your length. She flinches slightly as a muted pain hits and she drops her hips slightly as it fades into pleasure as her teacher's spell takes effect, breathing out as she looks at you with one open eye, “Mmm..No turning back now. Please, Mr. Hotrod. Please make me feel good.”

You allow Twilight time to adjust before you begin to slowly drag her up and down along your length, smiling as she squeaks and moans with each stroke and you lean in to whisper into Celestia's ear, “If you think she's getting a bit too tired, don't be afraid to help me along.” A nod and an affectionate nuzzle tells you she understands as her eyes are glued on her student being rutted for the first time.

Twilight rolls her hips in your grip as she smiles up at the two of you, trying to keep her voice steady “So good. So much better than what I've read this was like. Mmm. Thank you, Mr. Hotrod. Any other stallion would be...Ha-aa~!” and her voice vibrates with a sweet moan before she continues, “Any other stallion would just pound away immediately.” Her eyes close as she begins to focus purely on what she's feeling.

You hear a smile in Celestia's voice as she whispers into your ear, “Watch this, sweetie. And take note,” and she moves to press her lips against Twilight's. Mmph, but why take note? And then your thought is cut off as you watch her kiss her way up her student's face before she takes the unicorn's horn in her mouth. What. What is that going to...Twilight's tongue lolls out of her mouth as she moans wildly and then you feel a warm torrent of liquid coat your cock at the same time as you also feel that familiar feeling of a pony's walls trying to milk you.

Oh, that's a good thing to remember.

Celestia's lips pop off of Twilight's horn and she smiles at you as if to say “I want that. Remember it.” She crawls down between your legs, using her magic to hold Twilight's tail to the side and carefully maneuvers herself until her snout presses up against your balls. You drop your hips down as she begins to lick and caress them along with your exposed length each time you lift Twilight up. This sharing thing is amazing if this is going to be a common occurrence.

With each thrust, each moan and nicker out of Twilight, and each lick from Celestia, you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm much more quickly than you thought you would after one already. Good thing too, because it seems like Twilight's starting to lose steam, especially after her second orgasm hits and she squeezes down on your cock. She lasted a lot longer than you thought she would too, considering she's an inexperienced bookworm. You feel a warm sensation encase your testicles as Celestia crawls up next to you once more. What is she...Oh, vibrating. Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers, “Do it, Master~. Cum inside my student.~”

You hug Twilight to yourself firmly as you grind your hips in slow circles, moaning as your cock begins to throb inside the pulsating purple pony pussy and she nuzzles into you as she feels your cum fill her up. And she wraps her forelegs around you weakly as she very quickly falls asleep.

Celestia giggles softly as she notices your own exhaustion and her magic gently massages your balls, “I think this is the first time I've seen you ready to fall asleep after, sweetie.”

“Shush, you.”

”Love you too, dear.”

Day 4, Lunsday

Holy crap, yesterday was boring. Especially since you decided to sit in Day Court again because the Elements sans Twilight were out on the town. You could've stayed with Twilight for more learning, but she was seriously out of it. You hope you only figuratively fucked her brains out and not literally.

There weren't even any interestingly dumb requests. Well, except that one from some perverted mare who tried to get you and Princess Celestia to “perform” for court. You think you'll smile every time you think about the guards bopping her on the head with a spear and dragging her out of court before she even got out the whole request.

And thankfully, Rarity finished up with some more classy clothes on Moonsday for your date with Princess Celestia.

Speaking of, you're sitting next to her in a very snazzy restaurant run by a pretty chill unicorn stallion with a bitchin' monocle and moustache. Weird name though. You didn't even see him wearing pants. But hey, not knockin' it. After all, he did have a Griffin on staff who cooked you up a pretty awesome chicken parmesan.

What sucks is that you won't be getting any smooches until you've brushed your teeth. Oh well, doesn't matter, had meat for the first time since you got here and it just moves the schedule up on what you were going to do anyway.

Princess Celestia leans into you with a content sigh as she eats her eggplant parmesan, careful not to get any on her very nice red dress, “Mmm...I could get used to this.”

“Yeah, this is great...Say, what do you think about dropping by that fancy chocolate place after this? I hear there's this really good box of chocolates there that I'd like to try.”

Her smiling nod tells you that she remembers that dumb request too.

That night, after a thorough teeth cleaning, nothing more than some light, literal petting, gentle kissing, and warm cuddling happens. You're alright with this.

Day 5, Celsday

Well, that's a surprise. Your test results finally came during breakfast. Stupid magic, why must you spit in the face of all the science? If it weren't for magic, your sperm wouldn't be able to do shit to a pony in heat. Thanks to magic and the human ability to adapt, you're practically guaranteed to get a mare pregnant during heat season. That'll be something to watch out for. Thankfully, they're going to want to just curl up in a blanket and eat ice cream while in heat...Right?

Oh well, questions for another time because you have something much more important on your mind. Like Rarity and Pinkie pulling you into their room and smiling at you expectantly after they gently push you down onto the bed. Well, Rarity is. Pinkie just seems ready to have her mouth pop off of her face.

“I take it you two want to take your turns together?”

The only answer you get is Rarity hopping up into your lap and wrapping her forelegs around your neck as she kisses you deeply. Well, that's a pretty good answer. Pinkie hops up next to you, babbling even more excitedly than Twilight ever could, “Well, duh, silly billy! It was totally Rarity's idea! She said that we should because both of us are better than one of us and one of us can take over for both of us if one of us gets tired!” That made very little sense, but whatever.

After Rarity breaks off the kiss to jump down and you get a very wet one from Pinkie, you stand and begin take off your clothes, only for Rarity to hold up a hoof to stop you, “Let me take care of this, darling. I hear that you can't be trusted to do it neatly.” Dammit, Celestia. Why must you gossip? Rarity rears up to slide her forelegs under your shirt and around your back with coquettish smile and once she has a good grip, she stretches her head up to plant soft kisses underneath your chin. Her magic slowly and sensually removes your shirt and once it's off, she drops back down to all fours.

Pinkie takes this opportunity to rear up and wrap her hooves around you from behind with an excited giggle. Your neck, earlobes, and upper back are assaulted with rapid-fire kisses and licks with an “Mm!” sounding out here and there behind you. Meanwhile, you feel a pressure on the front of your shorts as Rarity nuzzles her cheek against your growing erection through your shorts. Rather than using her horn this time, she grabs the waistband of your shorts and boxers in her teeth, throwing you a very sultry look as she slowly slides them down.

Rarity folds your clothes neatly on the bed as she eyes your throbbing rod approvingly, “My, my. Somepony's excited. Well, we'll just have to take care of that, won't we, darling?” and Pinkie hops on her hind legs around to your front with a broad smile as they both guide you back towards the bed. Rarity jumps up onto the bed briskly and sits down behind you, rubbing your back slowly with her hooves as she nuzzles her cheek against yours, “You first, Pinkie, darling.” Her magic grabs the base of your cock, holding it steady as she stares enticingly at Pinkie.

“Yay! Fun fun bouncy time!” says Pinkie as she climbs up onto your lap, placing her forehooves over your shoulder as she lines her marehood up with your cock. You grip Pinkie's jiggling backside and let out a low moan as she sits down swiftly, gasping out as she immediately begins to bounce up and down with her hyper energy even as her pussy squeezes you tightly. It seems that this pony just has no concept of slow. As she rides your cock, she giggles, snorts, and moans her pleasure.

You can hear the smile in Rarity's voice as she whispers breathily in your ear, “Pinkie's energy is wonderful, isn't it, darling? She usually leaves wanting more every time. Let's see if you can't wear her out and I can have my turn~,” and you shiver as you feel her tongue tracing the outer edge of your ear. You thrust your hips up on Pinkie's downstroke and she squeals with delight each time your balls slap against her rump. Sure enough, very soon, her pussy begins to stroke your cock up and down in waves as her orgasm hits.

Pinkie grinds her hips down as she rides out her orgasm, “Oooh-ho-ho-oooh!~ That's the stuff!~” and surprisingly, she immediately begins to bounce up and down once more, moving only just a little slower. Rarity giggles in your ear at her friend's frantic riding as she gestures a hoof towards a large pile of cupcake wrappers, “She had so many cupcakes before you came by, darling. It's probably a good thing you happened by when you did.” You shudder as Rarity begins to kiss along your jawline and you squeeze Pinkie's flanks tight as she nuzzles into you, still bouncing happily.

Just as you begin to feel your orgasm building, Pinkie hilts your cock in her with a long, loud squeal as she cums once more and disappointingly, she begins to pant and snort as you feel her heart pounding against your chest, “Mmm~. That's so good! Sorry I couldn't make you cum in me, Hotrod! Maybe next time, I still wanna walk today! Rarity, tag in!”

Rarity smiles as Pinkie slides off your cock with a giggle, “Of course, darling. But do be a dear and clean him off for me,” and slides around in front of you with a seductive smile on her face. She gasps with delight as you grip her flanks right when you feel Pinkie take your length into her mouth and she wriggles down into your hands before pressing her lips tightly against yours. You moan into her mouth as Pinkie's tongue bathes your cock with saliva and you squirm with pleasure until she pops off with an “Mmm!~ Tasty!” Rarity lets out a light, refined laugh into your mouth before she slides her tongue into your mouth to explore.

You feel a mouth close gently around the base of your cock, holding it steady as Rarity presses the tip of your cock against her entrance. Guess that's how Earth and Pegasus ponies do it without a unicorn. You moan into each other's mouths as her pussy slides your length with practiced precision and grace. She rolls her hips slowly as she lowers herself, her tongue dancing in your mouth along the way. Pinkie's mouth slides down to your balls, giving them quick, eager licks as Rarity slowly and sensually slides her hips up and down along your cock.

The contrast of Pinkie's wet, rapid licks and Rarity's almost agonizingly slow pace begins to take its toll and you feel yourself nearing the edge once more. Rarity smiles against your mouth as she feels your cock throbbing inside of her and she breaks the kiss to whisper into your ear, “Good, darling. Fill me up~. Just so I can have Pinkie lick me clean after.” She moans softly in your ear as she ever so slightly picks up her pace, her own orgasm approaching rapidly. Your eyes widen as the image fills your head as Rarity's pussy begins to milk your cock, the combination of your excitement, Pinkie's licks, and Rarity's undulating walls causing your own orgasm to hit hard.

Rarity lets out a pleased “Ah-aaah!~” as she feels your release filling her up. She wriggles around happily as she begins to give you soft kisses while your orgasm tapers off, “Mmm. Such a good stallion, darling. Feel free to use our shower if you need it.” She bats her eyelashes as she pulls herself off your softening cock with a low sigh, “Mmm. I can feel it sloshing around in there too. Oh, Pinkie, darling! Come and get it!”

You watch as Pinkie lies down on the bed with a gleeful smile and Rarity drops her backside directly onto Pinkie's face, “Well. You two have fun. I'm going to go see if Twilight has more lessons for me. After a shower.”

Rarity giggles and waves, “Have a good one, darli-EEEEEEEE-ing!” and squirms as Pinkie's hooves hook onto her hips.

For a short time, your shower was punctuated with moans and “JUST LIKE THAT, DARLING!”s before silenced reigned. These ponies. So much sex, so little time.

After your shower, you come out to see Rarity and Pinkie hugging each other and sleeping soundly. If the smell of sex weren't so thick...Actually, still very much adorable. You tuck them in and get dressed, exiting the room with a grin.

“HEY! MONKEY!”

Well, goddammit. Today was just fine until now. And now the dyke is in your face, though this time she's smart enough to keep her distance.

“What do you need, sugartits?”

Rainbow snorts with derision at the nickname before pointing at you with her hoof, “What I want to know is how you and Pinkie managed to convince Applejack and even Fluttershy to lie to me for a prank! If you weren't so weird, you'd actually be a worthy opponent.”

You...What? They. What prank? You just stare at her with a deadpan, “What.”

She rolls her eyes, mumbling to herself about your apparent lack of intelligence, “You really can't be this dumb. You know? The prank? The one where everypony's saying that you last way longer than anypony else and even Twilight's saying it just takes you minutes before you can rut again!”

You know what? Fuck this. So done with this. “Listen, sweetheart. I didn't need to convince anyone of anything. Actions speak louder than words.”

Her expression changes to one of extreme skepticism, “Uh-huh. Well, hear these words: I bet your actions can't even speak for themselves.”

You raise an eyebrow, “Bet, huh? I'll take that bet. I fucked Applejack until I filled her up then she passed out. I bet you pass out before I even get started.”

“No. Bucking. Way. Total horseapples...Follow me, I'm going to get to the bottom of this.”

You smile to yourself as she leads the way to hers and Applejack's room. The whole way she's mumbling about how you're just a dumb monkey and how if it weren't for her wanting to know the truth she wouldn't be doing this. But the way she's blushing as she looks back at you on occasion says that some part of her believes it. This tsundere bitch.

Rainbow Dash enters first with a huff and flaps over to the bed, dropping down to glare at you with rosy cheeks, “Well? Get yourself ready! I don't have all day.”

You shut the door behind yourself with a smirk as you strip down, “Oh, of course, your highness. You have to get ready for your next nap. Think of it this way, you'll nap hard after this.”

She puffs her cheeks out and flaps her wings irritably, “Ha. Ha.” Once your clothes are off, she looks you up and down critically, “Pfft. This'll be easy, weirdo. Just try not to hurt yourself, I don't want to have to explain that to Princess Celestia.” She turns around on the bed until her hind legs are hanging off and hikes her tail up, showing off her toned flanks and moist slit.

“Keep up the bravado, sweetheart. You'll be singing a different tune in about ten seconds and it'll be nothing but oohs and aahs,” you say as you step up behind Rainbow and you pause for a moment as you notice her trembling. You wonder if she might even be scared. Until you notice her wings extending slowly. Good thing you asked Celestia about that particular bit of body language. Might as well try out what she also hinted at as well. You reach out towards her wings with a wide grin.

Rainbow begins to huff and puff impatiently as you seem to be taking your sweet time and turns her head to tell you to hurry up, only to have her voice catch in her throat as her mind explodes with pleasure, “Bu-huu-uuuck. So. Goooooood.” Her wings practically vibrate in your hands as they twitch and flutter while you stroke them up and down slowly. She manages to gasp out, “Buu-ucking cheating mon...monkey. Stop...Wings. Do it. Right.”

You frown at her insistence, “Fine then. Just trying to make it easier and more fun on you, but if you don't want that, then so be it.”

She regains her composure as you grip her hips tightly and she squawks indignantly as you lift her up. She breathes in sharply as she feels the tip of your cock pressing against her now-moist lips, glaring back at you with fire in her eyes, “JUST. BUCKING. DO. IT. MONKEY!”

You scowl as she just insists on needling you even while you're primed to fuck her raw. You know what? Fine. Time to be a stallion and just rail her. You hook an arm around her belly to hold her steady and you lean forward as you grab her mane with your free hand, “If that's what you want, that's what you get. Just remember. You asked for it.” You pull on her mane firmly like a stallion would do when mounting a mare as you thrust your hips forward roughly, her legs spreading wide out of instinct.

Rainbow gasps out at the sudden penetration and moans wildly as you hilt yourself in her roughly, “That's...That's better.” She bites her lower lip as you don't give her any time to adjust, immediately pounding into her full stroke, “Not ba-AHH-ad, monkey! You might be almost...Almost as good as...HNG...As everypony says!”

You step forward slightly to pin her legs to the side of the bed, digging your heels into the floor with a slight growl, “Shut the hell up! I'm tired of your shit!” You pull hard on her mane with each thrust into her and moan as each pull causes her already tight pussy to clench down around you. You lean forward to hiss in her ear, “If you keep talking shit, I'll leave. You want that?” She gasps out at the threat, choosing to remain silent except for her snorts and nickers which begin to turn almost feral.

Amazingly, she holds out just a little longer than anypony else has before her walls begin to clench and stroke your length. You smile wickedly as she practically screams in ecstasy, loving not only the pleasure her pussy is giving you but also the fact that soon she'll realize her friends weren't pranking her after all. And your smile only widens as you spot the look on her face as that very same realization hits her.

Rainbow squeaks and squirms until a hard tug on her mane forces her to freeze once more, biting back a plea for mercy out of pride. She moans into the bedding as she begins to clench down rhythmically in an attempt to bring you more pleasure, more quickly. Her wings involuntarily flap on occasion as her tongue lolls out of her mouth, now pushing her hips back into you with each thrust.

Your eyes widen as she seems to be really getting into this now and you whisper into her ear, “Enjoying yourself? You better be. I already filled up your friend Rarity a little while ago. And what they didn't tell you? I last longer the second time around.”

Her moaning, panting snorts tell you all you need to know: that she's not only getting close to her next orgasm, but she's now enjoying every moment of it. She squirms weakly until another sharp tug on her mane stops her, “Mmmmm...Yessssss.” She lets out a long, high-pitched squeak as her pussy convulses around your cock, “So. Good~. Can't. Legs.” She tosses her head slightly to look back at you, biting her lower lip before finally spouting out in between snorting pants, “M-more. Don't. Stop. Pull. Mane.”

And Rarity told you that Pinkie couldn't get enough. This bitch is insatiable. Or even more of a masochist than Celestia. Either way, that's good. You'll have to convince her to pop up every now and then for you to absolutely wreck. You wrap her mane around your hand to get a better grip and pull roughly, causing her to let out a sort of strangled moan. You pant softly as the rough pace begins to take its toll, your orgasm building and your muscles burning.

Rainbow lets out a high-pitched whine as her tired muscles tremble, “Mmph~. Cum on my flanks,” and she wriggles around as best she can to entice you. She gasps softly as she feels you pull out of her leaking, stretched pussy and she digs her rear hooves into the side of the bed, raising herself up slightly on extremely shaky legs. Damn, she's got some real willpower there.

You grip your soaked cock firmly and stroke it up and down, your other hand under her belly to help hold her up. You press the tip of your cock against her flank firmly as your orgasm finally hits.

She sighs softly as she feels the sticky warmth splash onto her fur and she moves her hips side to side slowly to let your release cover as much as possible. When the last few drops drizzle down onto her puffy anus and her swollen lips, her legs give out and you lower her down onto the bed.

“Now that that's done and you know I'm no joke, if you call me a monkey again, next time it's only going in your tailhole.”

Rainbow's head slowly turns to look at you with very wide eyes before she gives you a tired, yet smug smile, “Stupid. Monkey,” and her head hits the bed as she passes out snoring.

Well then.

TBC...

Author's Note

Yeah, making this three parts. Just so I can put this out without tearing my hair out.

Fluttershy and Moonbutt next.

As always, corrections appreciated.

Big thanks to ArtColter for prereading/editing and for letting me bounce ideas off him.