CHAOTIC BREEDING SEASON
Chapter 2: Fertilizing the Fields
A bizarre My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic clopfic
by Jonathan “Fanfic Fetishist” Spires

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Evening...
The night before it begins...
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A clear, crystalline mist spread out over both Canterlot and Ponyville, the result of Discord making the super-fertility formula airborne. But as befitting Discord's chaotic nature, the mist, because of his magic, developed sentience, seeking out deliberate subjects to infect with its fertilizing power. Only those best suited to be breeders would do. And so it sought them out, the mist spreading out over them and infusing itself into their bodies.

When they woke up, they would find themselves with a new urge, a new need, one that would slowly dominate their thoughts until it was the only thing they could think. The need to breed. The sentient mist disappeared, fully merging with its victims. Everypony of breeding age would be affected by the residuals of the powerful magic, turning both towns into orgies, but only a few would be turned into breeders.

One of those was young Spike the dragon. Now 22 years of age, tall, and handsome, he now towered over most everypony in town, save for special cases like Bulk Biceps and Big Macintosh. Wings had grown in on his eighteenth birthday, giving him limited flight, his body becoming powerfully muscled as his natural draconic strength grew. As the mist settled into his body, he groaned in his sleep, his dreams suddenly filled with erotic imagery, of Rarity, of Twilight, of several other ponies in town. Dreams of soft-furred flesh pressing itself to his scales, moaning his name, begging him to bring them pleasure...

He awoke with a gasp. Panting, he chuckled a little as he remembered his dream. “Haven't had one of THOSE dreams in a while,” he said, stretching. He pulled his blanket off, deciding to see if he woke up with a boner, like he usually did after pleasant dreams like that. When he did, however...

“WHOA...” Spike said, staring down as his dual-pronged maleness. He'd woken up with a boner all right, but his cocks, while impressive (at least by stallion standards) weren't normally that long, or that thick. The fully erect lengths were now the thickness of a pony's forearm, and almost as long. In addition to that, his scrotum had enlarged as well, coming out of the slit of flesh at his crotch that normally kept it hidden. Spike, being reptilian, normally kept his manhood hidden underneath a slit of flesh that only split open to let his cocks out when aroused. Before, so long as he wasn't aroused, he could walk around naked without offending anyone. Now, though, his balls had doubled, even tripled in size to match his newly huge maleness.

“Weird...” Spike said. He shrugged, and turned to pull one of his magazines out of his dresser to help him masturbate, when he froze, blushing brightly.

Standing in the doorway, clad only in a pair of purple panties that were visibly damp with her arousal and a filmy nightgown that hung open, bearing her ample chest for all to see, was Rarity. Her normally immaculately groomed mane and tail were rumpled and out of order, Spike realizing absently that she must have come straight over to the Palace of Friendship after waking up.

“Spike... darling...” Rarity said, licking her lips. “It occurred to me this morning that I've been rather an insufferable cocktease throughout our friendship.”

Spike gulped. Part of him wanted to make a snarky remark, agreeing with her, but he realized almost immediately what his longtime crush's statement meant.

Rarity, her tail flicking back and forth, sauntered towards Spike's bed. “To be such is HIGHLY unladylike,” she said, stripping off her panties as she approached. Before Spike could say anything, Rarity was on the bed, straddling him, his dual penises fully erect before her fascinated eyes. “Magnificent...” she said. “I didn't realize... two?”

Spike nodded, gulping. “It's... It's a reptile thing,” he said, shuddering as her soft-furred hands began to caress the two immense lengths, stroking the knobby surface.

“Glorious,” Rarity said softly, the need plainly visible in her eyes. “I have a toy like this, but I'd never realized it was so... true to life...”

Spike was no fool. Over years of living with Twilight Sparkle, he'd developed a strong analytical mind. That part of his brain was wondering why Rarity was acting so lustful towards him. Why had his dicks and balls increased in size so much. How he could be fully erect with cocks that size and not be dizzy from blood loss.

That part of his brain was promptly beaten senseless with a crowbar by his libido and tossed out a window.

“You like them, huh?” Spike said in growing confidence. Rarity licked her lips again, nodding.

“I think we can skip the foreplay, don't you?” Rarity said breathily as she raised herself up, giving Spike a good view of her dripping pussy. “I need it, and Molestia knows that you WANT it, so let me...” she said, guiding Spike's dual maleness into her dripping snatch and tight ass. Spike groaned as he felt his cocks be enveloped by Rarity's holes, the unicorn gasping as the thick lengths made their way inside her.

“THERE we go...” she almost purred as she fully lowered herself onto Spike's manhood. “Oooh, that's nice... MUCH better than my toys...”

Spike shuddered softly as Rarity made herself more comfortable, the feeling of her walls pulsing around him sending surges of pleasure through the handsome young drake's body. “Rarity...”

“Yes, darling?” Rarity said, smiling warmly.

“You... You're my first...” he confessed. And she was. He'd tried to move on, telling himself that he never had a chance with her. But he still couldn't get over his affection for the fashion designer, and he'd never been able to go all the way with another mare.

Rarity's eyes widened, a grin coming over her face. “Oh dear... I really have been treating your poorly, haven't I?” she said. She traced a finger down his chest, grabbing one of his hands and bringing it up to her breast. “Well,” she said, starting to thrust her hips up and down on Spike's maleness, “I need to... oh yes... remedy that. Feel free to use me however you like, Spikey-wikey. Just so long as you... ahn... cum INSIDE me...”

Spike moaned in pleasure as Rarity bucked her hips up and down on his dual cocks. He began to respond in kind, pulling her close and kissing her passionately. His forked tongue invaded her mouth, the mare embracing him as they made love. Rarity winced as she felt Spike's lower penis thrust in and out of her ass, the fullness wonderful but the passage dry at first before his precum began to flow. Inside her pussy, his upper cock rubbed her in all the right ways, the ridged sides of his member sending little ripples of desire through her body. She cursed herself for not giving Spike what he wanted years earlier, resolving that she'd more than make up for inattentiveness to his feelings.

Just as soon as she came. Good GODS this felt glorious, feeling his cocks pounding in and out of her holes, Spike using her body for his pleasure, his every desires.

Spike, for his part, couldn't be happier if he tried. He was finally living out a wet dream he'd had ever since he was a teenager, the most beautiful mare in the world riding his cocks. He eagerly thrust them in and out of her body, moaning in pleasure as he held her close and fondled her ample butt and chest, eagerly squeezing the soft, supple-furred flesh.

“Oh yes!” Rarity moaned. “Spikey-wikey, harder! Deeper! Let me feel them all the way in me!”

Spike growled deep within his throat, primal instinct taking over as he began to rut with the willing mare even harder. He grabbed her hips and flipped her around, so that he was on top, pounding his drakehoods into his lover's cunt and ass harder and faster, sending her into raptures of pleasure.

Any pretense of ladylike manner was dispensed with as Spike began to fuck her ever more fiercely, Rarity wrapping her legs around Spike to hold him closer “Ah! Ah! Yes, Spike! Ah!! Fuck! AAAAHHHH!!!” the unicorn moaned as she hit her climax, her fluids gushing out over Spike's upper cock as she came hard. The pulsing around him made Spike come a moment later, the dragon letting out a roar of desire as his thick, hot cum gushed into both of Rarity's holes.

Spike kept thrusting for several moments before he finally stopped, both lovers coming down from their respective climaxes as they relaxed against each other, basking in the warmth of each other's bodies.

But the fertility magic inside them wouldn't be denied for long, wouldn't be content. Spike kissed Rarity lovingly, and slowly, reluctantly pulled out of her, Rarity letting out a squeak of pleasure from the motion. The magic that had taken control of him was guiding him elsewhere. He sniffed the air, catching the scent of another mare in the castle, and stomped off.

“Spike want,” he rumbled, disappearing through his bedroom door. Rarity pouted, watching him go. But like Spike, the fertility magic had taken over her as well. She needed more men to fuck her, more stallions to shoot their sticky baby-goo inside her eager and oh-so-willing marehood...

She began sniffing the air ferally, as Spike did earlier, scenting another nearby man who had been affected by the fertility magic. She went over to the window, and looked around at the tableau below the castle.

Ponies everywhere were having sex. Mares and stallions, stallions and stallions, mares and mares... Ponyville had become an orgy. The only ones not having sex were the youngest ponies (a still coherent part of Rarity's increasingly lust addled brain realized this), anypony fifteen or younger. Later, Twilight would discover that the fertility magic HAD affected them, putting them in a magical, stasis-like sleep for the duration of this so that they wouldn't be traumatized by seeing every adult in town rutting like jackrabbits.

But she didn't care about that. She sniffed the air, looking for the scent of the stallion she detected. She found him, finally, rutting Milky Way near the guard fence surrounding the castle, her milk truck idling nearby.

The yellow-coated Earth pony groaned in lust, her huge, milk-laden breasts sloshing and spurting milk with each thrust Thunderlane made into her eager sex. The milkpony, who's special talent was producing all-natural milk in her breasts, was moaning in pleasure as the charcoal-black pegasus rutted her hard. Neither of them understood why they were so horny, but the need was there and they weren't about to deny it.

Rarity watched them hungrily, her tail flicking back and forth eagerly as she watched Thunderlane's enlarged cock pump in and out of the horny milkmare, her normally elegantly-styled man disheveled from the rough sex. Rarity knew she had to have that delicious hunk of stallionmeat inside her snatch, but she didn't want to interrupt them. For some odd reason, she felt it was important that Thunderlane get his seed inside of her...

With a cry of pleasure from Milky Way and a low, grunting moan from Thunderlane, both of them climaxed, Milky Way's seed gushing out over Thunderlane's maleness. The stallion's body shuddered as he emptied his own massive load into Milky Way's marehood, the milkmare groaning in delight and slumping over.

Rarity bit her lip, admiring the display. She reached down with one hand, idly scooping up some of Spike's thick seed as it oozed down her leg. She licked it off of her fingers, groaning at the heady taste.

“More...” she said softly. She got up onto the windowsill and jumped down, silently grateful that Twilight had taught her how to levitate herself. A soft aura of magic surrounded her as she floated down to the ground, Thunderlane pulling out of Milky Way's sex, leaving the milkmare a quivering mess.

“Up for another?” Rarity said. “I'd hate to see a handsome stallion such as yourself go without getting everything he needs.”

Thunderlane licked his lips as he looked over Rarity's gorgeous body. Her gown had been ripped off during her earlier lovemaking with Spike, leaving the fashionista gloriously nude. He noticed the cum running down her legs and grinned. “Heh. Looks like you already had a little fun,” he teased.

“Spikey-wikey and I had some consummation just now,” Rarity said, smirking. “It turns out my well-hung young dragon has a double-pronged cock and is MORE than capable of making me moan like a whore. Think you can match up with him?” As she spoke, she sauntered up to him, pressing her ample chest up against his muscular one, one hand stroking his still-erect member.

Thunderlane grinned at the challenge. He normally detested sloppy seconds, but for some reason he felt that just didn't matter right now. The only thing that mattered was getting as much of his cum in as many mares' bellies as he could. And for some reason, only certain mares felt 'right' to him.

Rarity was definitely one of the ones who felt 'right.' He smirked, pulling her close to him. “Let's find out,” he said. “I'm not about to let some dragon KID outdo me.”

“That's the spirit,” Rarity cooed. She turned to look at Milky Way, who had been watching the exchange with amusement while catching her breath. “You going to be all right, darling?”

Milky Way chuckled, getting back into her truck, not bothering to dress again, throwing her pants and apron on the seat. “I've had my fun with him, Rarity darling,” she said in her cultured voice. “I have some deliveries to make.” And more stallions to have deliver their cream into me, she thought absently, blushing excitedly at the thought as she drove off for Sugarcube Corner, leaving Thunderlane and Rarity to their fun.

Meanwhile, back in the castle, Sunset Shimmer was busily working away at the magitech computer in Twilight Sparkle's office. The reformed villainess had been one of Twilight's secondary assistants ever since she had come back from the other world, making amends with Princess Celestia. One of her greatest contributions since then was the inventing of both computers (both desktop and laptop) and the internet.

To her frustration, though, as soon as computers and the Internet became widespread, almost immediately porn began to be uploaded. Homemade movies, stories, artwork that ranged from exquisite masterpieces to really fucking creepy to laughably poor, all of it showed up alongside the normal stuff.

Somethings never changed from world to world.

And, quite frankly, it wasn't helping Sunset's current position all that much.

The golden-furred unicorn with the fiery mane had woken up absurdly horny, as if she was in estrus. And masturbating only seemed to make it worse. But it was the only thing she could think of to do right now.

“F-Fuck...” Sunset moaned, trying desperately to get off, teasing and stroking her clitoris and cuntlips desperately as her juices flowed steadily onto the office chair. A burned out vibrator lay nearby, having been overworked to destruction and no result. “Damn it...” She moaned, giving up. “I gotta find a stallion...”

“Stallion can wait. DRAGON is here,” came a growling voice. Sunset looked up with a start, seeing Spike looking in the doorway, a lusty grin on his face, his two massive cocks preceding him, pointing directly at Sunset. The unicorn went wide-eyed as she looked at Spike's expansive members. She'd heard of toys like that, but an actual sex organ?

“Spike want...” the dragon growled, sniffing the air, the scent of Sunset Shimmer's arousal making his need even more intense. “Sunset want?”

Sunset Shimmer stared at Spike for a long moment. She calmly, slowly, turned off the laptop computer and set it aside, on one of the upper cabinets. She then roughly swept everything else off of the desk and sat down on it, spreading her legs and bearing her dripping sex for Spike to see.

She licked her muzzle, grinning. “Better believe I fuckin' want, dragon boy,” she said. “C'mon. Let's see if you can break this table just by fucking me hard enough.”

Spike growled lustfully. “Challenge accepted,” he said, grinning as he went over to mount the eager mare.

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Applejack woke up horny. Absurdly horny, as if she was in estrus.

It wasn't a pleasant feeling. The muscular, orange-furred mare had wanted to go to the hospital in town and get checked out, so she put on a short-sleeved flannel shirt (she only wore a bra when working the fields, not wanting her massive chest to bounce around), a pair of jean shorts, and started to go into town, only to find that everyone had begun fucking themselves silly. Stunned by the tableau, she hadn't noticed herself walking into town on her own until it was almost too late.

She shook her head, more than a little nervous. It was as if something was drawing her into town.

She shook her head, idly adjusting her stetson hat as she jogged back to the farm.

“Don't really figure how all this started,” she muttered. Her legs, thick with muscle from years of applebucking, pumped steadily, her wide hips tightly hugged by her shorts and panties, which were absurdly uncomfortable right now due to her growing need. “Gotta hide until this passes, or ah can get t'Twilight, Trixie, or Sunset...” The alicorn and two unicorns were the town's resident magical experts. If they couldn't find something, then she didn't know what she'd do.

For now, though, she'd go back to the farm and try to work some of this stress off. She hated to admit it, but she was almost glad that Granny Smith had finally died (peacefully and in her sleep, thankfully) last year. She wouldn't want her rambunctious Granny to see her like this.

She cast a glance back at the Palace of Friendship, looming over the Ponyville skyline. She shook her head, chuckling. It had been so long ago since the Palace appeared, after their defeat of Tirek. So much had happened since then...

She shook her head, and returned her attention to the road. Her tail flicked back and forth nervously as she adjusted her shorts, wishing she'd taken Rarity up on her offer to buy her some 'toys' of her own. She'd never had a heat this bad before, and never had one out of season before.

And it may have been her imagination, but she could swear that she was just getting wetter and wetter.

Huffing in frustration, she started heading back for the farmhouse. She'd use one of the wooden spoons in the kitchen if she had to, but damned if she was going to get sucked into the orgy in town. She pushed open the door, and froze in place when she saw Apple Bloom having sex, the young mare bent over a table and moaning in pleasure as her lover rode her hard, her overalls down around her ankles.

It wasn't Apple Bloom having sex that was the problem. The young mare was twenty now, an apprentice mechanic ever since she got her cutie mark. She was more than welcome to have fun with any stallion or mare she chose, so long as she did it responsibly.

And it wasn't her having sex in the kitchen that was the trouble. Lord knows that Applejack herself had been taken over that table in the past.

No, the problem is that the stallion currently pounding his absurdly thick and long manhood into Apple Bloom's dripping snatch, making her moan in pleasure, was her big brother, Big Macintosh.

The titanic Earth pony's face was contorted in pleasure, a groan escaping his muzzle as he fucked his little sister, his thrusts so hard they were pushing the table forward a little bit each time. Applejack, stunned, could only watch as Apple Bloom let out a cry of pleasure, her marehood gushing fluids out over her brother's cock. A few thrusts later, Big Macintosh came as well, his seed gushing out into Apple Bloom's eager womb. So much seed did he pump into her that Apple Bloom's belly started to bulge.

“Oh mah stars...” Applejack said softly, falling to her knees in shock.

Big Macintosh turned, noticing his other sister for the first time. He kissed Apple Bloom, the young mare grinning softly. With some effort, he managed to pull his flared cock out of Apple Bloom, nodding to Applejack.

“Ah take it y'all saw,” Big Macintosh said as Apple Bloom turned around, sitting on one of the kitchen cares and idly scooping some cum out of her still dripping sex.

Applejack nodded. “Y'own sister...” she said softly, shaking her head.

Big Macintosh shook his head. “Ah don't know how t'explain it,” he said. “Ah just woke up, ah saw Apple Bloom... and ah just knew that ah had t'get mah seed in her. Had t'fuck her, cum inside her. Dunno why, but danged if it don't feel good.”

Apple Bloom giggled, nodding in agreement.

Applejack grimaced. She found herself unable to look away from Big Macintosh's cock, still drooling cum, still slick with her younger sister's fluids. “Ah just... Mac, you cain't tell me that y'all have forgotten the stories they tell about us, about us bein' incestuous inbred hillbillies,” she managed after a moment, shaking her head. It was one of the most insulting things she had ever heard, and it had led to more than one fight, usually with Rainbow Dash and/or Pinkie Pie (and sometimes Rarity) pitching in to help Applejack.

Big Macintosh scowled, nodding. He'd been in some of those fights himself. “Ah remember. But dang it, Applejack,” he said, “that just don't seem t'matter now.”

Applejack gulped nervously. Big Macintosh smiled. He could smell his sister's need. “Ah know y'all can feel it, Applejack,” Apple Bloom said softly. “The need's there. And Big Macintosh is one of th'only ponies in town that can satisfy it.”

“It ain't nopony's business but ours what we do with each other,” Big Macintosh said. “Yes, it ain't exactly right t'have sex with yer kin. But that don't matter now, does it sis?”

Applejack licked her lips slowly, staring at her brother's cock. She began to crawl towards her brother, her body moving almost unconsciously.

Big Macintosh grinned. “It's all right,” he said. “Ah'll take care of you. Just do what y'want, and don't let thoughts of the jerks in down keep y'from doin' what makes y'feel good.”

The muscular farmgirl moaned softly as she took her brother's cock in hand. She opened her mouth wide, engulfing his cockhead, Big Macintosh groaning in lust as her tongue slurped all over his maleness, tasting the mixed fluids from her younger sister and older brother. Her tongue worked his massive shaft lovingly, tracing swirls around the length.

“Ngh...” Big Macintosh groaned. “Careful there, sugarcube. 'Less you want mah first load t'go on y'face instead of in y'cooch.” Apple Bloom giggled at the dirty expression.

Applejack flinched, as if struck. She nodded, and undid her top, baring her large, orange-furred breasts, too large for any bra outside of custom orders. She pulled down her hip-hugging shorts and white-cotton panties, now drenched from her arousal, and set them aside. Moaning softly, she let Big Macintosh pick her up and lay her down on the table he had just been fucking Apple Bloom on, spreading her legs and gently guiding his cock inside her, shuddering in pleasure at the tightness.

“That's it...” Big Macintosh said, shuddering in pleasure as he started to slide his massive member in and out of his younger sister. “Just let me take care of you, make y'feel good...”

“Ah...” Applejack gasped. “Yes... Big Mac...” She moaned, clutching herself tightly to her brother as he started to get a steady rhythm going, each thrust into her dripping sex sending her into raptures of pleasure. She had never been so filled before, her brother's thick length filling her marehood completely.

And in her mind, something important began to change. She remembered all the rumors spread about her and her family. All the dirty lies and rude remarks. And all of a sudden, none of them seemed to matter to her. They were a family. She loved the stallion on top of her, thrusting his maleness in and out of her tightly stretched sex. And all of the insulting words were just that: words. Meaningless sound that only held as much value as she gave them.

She loved her brother. She needed him, needed him inside her, needed to feel his seed in her belly. And to Tartarus with what anypony else thought.

“L-Love you, Big Mac...” Applejack moaned, her massive breasts bouncing with each thrust into her muscular body.

Big Mac shuddered. “L-Love you too, sis,” he groaned. The stallion had been more than a little confused by his sudden need to have sex with his sisters, but it all seemed so natural. An extension of how much he already cared about them. When Apple Bloom had started sucking his dick earlier, he hadn't resisted, loving the feel of her mouth on his maleness. It had just felt too good, just like now.

And he wasn't about to question doing what felt good, especially if he was doing it with his beloved sisters.

“Ngh...” Big Macintosh grunted, feeling a strong surge of pleasure building up inside him. “Gonna... cum...”

“Me too...” Applejack moaned, her entire body feeling electrified with pleasure. “Cum inside me... Please, shoot it in me, ah need t'feel your seed inside me!”

Big Macintosh groaned, feeling his cockhead flare as his seed gushed from his massive member, practically pouring into Applejack. The orange mare's cunt clenched around her brother's cock, her own fluids gushing out as Applejack let out an ecstatic yell, pleasure surging throughout her body.

Apple Bloom watched with glee as Big Macintosh fucked Applejack with everything he had. It turned her on greatly, although she didn't bother masturbating. She had found out quickly that morning that all it did was make things worse.

For Apple Bloom's part, she barely understood what was going on. And didn't really care at this point. She woke up horny and her brother more than satisfied her. For the moment, anyway. She could feel the need growing again, and she needed someone other than Big Macintosh to fill it.

As Big Macintosh and Applejack finished up, kissing passionately, Apple Bloom stood up and trotted out the door, not bothering to get dressed again. She knew that Diamond Tiara was hosting a reunion for Cheerilee's old class, and that she had an open invitation. (Diamond's father had forced her to invite the Crusaders, something which amused her greatly.) And some of her old male classmates, she knew, had become quite the hunks since they were all foals...

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Cheese Sandwich and Pinkie Pie were having the time of their lives. Ponyville had been host to a week long Summer Festival, and the two had been specifically chosen to host it, the Princesses giving them almost unlimited funds. It had been spectacular, and had even drawn in some of the most famous ponies in Canterlot, including Sapphire Shores, Photo Finish, Hoity Toity, Prince Blueblood (which was a surprise to everypony; even more surprising is the fact that he was behaving himself), Fancy Pants and his wife, former fashion model Fleur-de-Lis. Pinkie and Cheese had also booked Vinyl Scratch to DJ the event, Vinyl bringing along her wife Octavia, the cellist proving to be quite the party animal herself.

(Pinkie had suspected as much when Octavia had gotten her band to play the Pony Pokey for her at the Grand Galloping Gala fiasco. It was nice to have her theory confirmed.)

The party had so far been a complete success. The famous ponies were getting along great with the Ponyville townies. The music had been fantastic, and everypony had danced the night away.

And then, the next morning, they all fucked.

Cheerilee was being taken by four of her old students. Pipsqueak was currently pounding his stallionhood into her dripping sex, the former runt now tall and buff, having been training with Buff Biceps. Truffle Shuffle was taking her from behind, the obese chef moaning in lust as he pounded his former teacher's ass. Rumble was getting a blowjob from Cheerilee, the teacher eagerly slurping and sucking at her former student's length, while giving a handjob to Featherweight, who was taking pictures of the whole ordeal even as he shuddered in pleasure from Cheerilee's hands stroking and rubbing his dick.

Nearby, Snips and Snails were taking turns with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, the two normally haughty heiresses moaning in lust as they lay over a table, the two young stallions eagerly humping them.

Hoity Toity had gotten Mayor Mare up against a wall, her legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded his cock in her dripping pussy.

Sapphire Shores and Photo Finish were double-teaming a confused (but most definitely enjoying himself) Caramel, the pop star and fashion photographer expertly pleasuring the farmer with their tongues.

Zecora and Donut Joe were having a warm, intimate session in the park, Joe feeding Zecora his trademark donuts even as they made love to one another.

Time Turner was busily fucking Derpy outside what looked to be a blue phonebox, the cross-eyed mailmare even more crosseyed from how much pleasure she was in. Sparkler and Dinky lay nearby, both of them having had their turns with Time Turner and cuddling as they watched their mother have her fun.

Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich had never really been a part of a sex party before. (Cheese thought such things were called orgies. Pinkie Pie noted that orgy sounded like a short version of Organization. The two of them then spent ten minutes thinking giggling as they took the names of official groups that had Organization in the title and made them all 'orgies.') But if there was a party to be had of ANY kind, Pinkie and Cheese were game for it.

Plus, the fact that the two of them were legitimately fond of each other made having sex a natural next step in their friendship.

“Ah! Yes! Cheesy!! More!” Pinkie moaned, her breasts bouncing with each thrust as she gripped her bedsheets tightly. Cheese Sandwich lay on top of her, bucking his enhanced member into her tight marehood over and over again, the young party planner moaning in pleasure as he fucked his beautiful marefriend.

With a cry of pleasurte, they both came at once, Cheese's seed gushing inside Pinkie as her own fluids coated his stallionhood. They collapsed on top of each other, both with happy grins on their faces.

“Wowwy wow wow!” Pinkie panted, giggling and kissing Cheese happily. “That was great!”

“And here I've been told your first time wouldn't be any good!” Cheese said, chuckling. “That was fantastic!”

Pinkie blinked. “I was your first sexy lover?” she asked, wide-eyed.

Cheese nodded, smiling.

Pinkie grinned, hugging him and kissing him passionately. “You were mine, too!” she said. She had been a bit worried at first when she had felt her hymen tear, but after that, it had been nothing but good times as they made love.

Cheese grinned. “Really?! Oh wow, that's awesome! And I'm so glad you were my first, Pinkie Pie!” he said, Pinkie returning the sentiment with a passionate kiss.

The two embraced, cuddling in close to each other. Reluctantly, Cheese pulled out of Pinkie Pie's snatch with a wet shlurping sound that left both party ponies giggling, the two of them snuggling in close to each other. The two of them looked out the window at all of the sex going on, not sure what was going on, but enjoying it nevertheless.

“What do you think made some of the guys' 'party rods' grow all huge?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“I don't know,” Cheese Sandwich admitted, looking down at his own 'party rod' with a smirk. “But I wanna throw them the biggest thank you party I can manage.”

“Sounds like a plan,” said a voice from behind them.

Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich turned around, sniffing the air unconsciously. Carrot and Cup Cake stood in the doorway to Pinkie's room, naked and smirking.

Pinkie grinned. “Hi Mister and Missus Cake!” she said.

Carrot Cake chuckled. “Me and the Missus were having some fun of our own, and decided we wanted to bring you two youngsters in on it.”

Cup nodded, licking her lips as she admired Cheese's impressive rod, as large as her husband's impressive length. “I hope you two aren't too tired,” she said. “Because we're still ready for more.”

Pinkie giggled. “What do ya say, Cheesy? Up for helping my bosses have a good time?” she said.

Cheese laughed. “Sure, why not?”

The Cakes grinned, and climbed into Pinkie's bed with the two lovers. It was an extra large bed, Pinkie ordering it specifically for its 'jumping space,' and had more than enough room for the four of them.

Cup Cake kissed Cheese passionately. “I'm surprised a handsome fellow like you was a virgin before now,” she said.

Cheese blushed. “I'm not that kind of party pony, Mrs. Cake,” he said, his eyes drawn to Cup's plump, matronly bosom. “Well... not until today, it seems. Heh.”

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Meanwhile...
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Rainbow Dash crashed through her third 'junk cloud,' grumbling in frustration as the cooling waters splashed over her without doing anything to relieve the burning in her loins.

“It's not even my season,” she muttered. “Why am I in heat?”

She shook her head, silently glad she had decided to forgo clothes today. Water from the cloud sluiced down her flat-chested, athletically built frame as she flapped about, trying to think of a way to beat her heat. She was, unfortunately, not one for ideas based on medical knowledge. Normally, in her usual heat, she would simply either isolate herself in her cloud house for a week or, if she was lucky, find a stallion that was willing to go for a week-long non-committal romp. Something that had gotten much easier since she was promoted to the primary Wonderbolts team.

Now, though, things had gotten weird. She had gone into town, looking for Zecora's shop (the zebra had moved into town in the past year, opening a store to sell her potions), only to find that the whole town had become an orgy. NOT really conducive to finding help in her current condition. Although she had to admit seeing Scootaloo making out with some of her former male classmates was a bit entertaining.

She just couldn't escape the feeling that Discord was somehow responsible for all this nonsense.

Giving up on home remedies and resolving to pay attention to Twilight the next time she went on a lecture about anatomy. The only time she truly paid attention to one of Twilight's sciency lectures before was when she was given the tattoo on her wrist that allowed her to teleport back to her fellow Elements of Harmony at any time, given when she went on her first tour with the Wonderbolts.

She smiled down at the tattoo, silently grateful that she had gotten it. It had allowed her to teleport from Manehattan, going back to the others immediately when Sombra came back to life again, allowing them to access the Rainbow Power and pacify the conqueror.

“My friends...” she said softly, getting an idea. Fluttershy did a lot of work with Zecora, gathering potions in the Everfree forest. Maybe the Fluttershy had some potions that would help beat her growing need.

She flew over to Fluttershy's cottage, only to find the absolute last thing she expected: Fluttershy getting fucked in both the pussy and ass by Iron Will and Bulk Biceps.

Fluttershy moaned delightedly as the two of them pumped in and out of her, her huge chest jiggling as she was fucked by the two buff males, both of them grunting and groaning as their massive members pounding Fluttershy's holes.

“Yes! Yes!! YES! MORE!!” Fluttershy moaned, Rainbow Dash's jaw dropping in shock as her normally shy, easily embarrassed friend moaned lustfully underneath the ministrations of the two massive males.

“Sweet Molestia's candy vag...” Rainbow Dash muttered, unable to look away.

Fluttershy's curvaceous body was impaled on the two cocks, her wide hips easily accepting the two enhanced members as minotaur self-help expert (in front) and bodybuilder pegasus (in back) pounded away in alternating rhythm. It was fascinating to watch, and impossibly arousing.

Fluttershy's face was a mask of pleasure as she hit her climax, letting out a yowl of lust, both Iron Will and Bulk Biceps came a moment later, all three of them letting out a cry of “YEEEAAAHHH!!!”

The two males didn't pull out, grinning widely.

“Wow, Fluttershy!” Bulk said. “That was... YEEAAAH!!”

Fluttershy giggled, nuzzling him. “Thanks a bunch, guys,” she said softly. “I really needed that.”

Iron Will snorted, smirking. “When you've got a mare that's willing, show them that you're the one most thrilling!”

Fluttershy grinned, tracing a finger down Iron Will's chest. But it wasn't her normal, bashful grin. This one was sultry and lustful, almost predatory. “I do so hope you boys aren't through yet,” she said, bizarrely still using her normal gentle tones. “Because I feel I could go another round. Would you mind switching places?”

Iron Will smirked at Bulk Biceps. “What do you say, big guy?”

Bulk Biceps let out another excited “YEEAAAH!!”

Rainbow Dash, watching all this, felt something glitch inside her brain as the two males switched positions and started up again, Fluttershy letting out adorable moans of pleasure. She looked around, seeing all of Fluttershy's animals rutting as well. Her mind drifted back to what she saw in town, including Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich having sex with the cakes, Thunderlane and Rarity having fun together, Cheerilee getting willingly gangbanged by her students, and Applejack seducing Hoity Toity after he had finished banging the mayor.

She shook her head, grumbling. “Oh for crying out loud,” she muttered. “Why am I the only one not getting laid?!”

She took off, zipping away as she looked for a stallion to rut her into the ground. Thankfully, she found one quickly. She spotted Soarin laying on a large cloud, busily thrusting away into Spitfire's pussy. Nearby, Fleetfoot and Lightning Dust both were making out, both of them having already been fucked silly beforehand.

Rainbow Dash smirked. She arrived just as Soarin finished, Spitfire letting out a cry of pleasure as Soarin's load shot into her. He grinned, setting the tired, happy Spitfire down near Fleetfoot and Lightning Dust.

“Hey, handsome,” she said.

Soarin turned, grinning widely when he spotted Rainbow Dash. “Whew! And here I thought I'd run out of Wonderbolts to fuck.”

“You got one more, big guy,” Rainbow Dash said, licking her lips as she admired Soarin's still erect member. VERY big, she thought. I don't remember him being this big last time we all showered together. Not that I'm complaining. “You think you got enough for a fourth?”

Soarin grinned at the challenge. “Oh trust me, Dashie,” he said. “I got more than enough to leave you 'soarin.'”

The three already-fucked mares groaned, Rainbow Dash facepalming. “You're lucky I'm horny enough to ignore that pun,” she said, landing on the cloud and pushing him down to his back. She smirked as she straddled him, and said, “Brace yourself. 'Cause if you're done in ten seconds flat, we're gonna have some problems.”

Soarin just grinned.

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Later that evening...
Canterlot...
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Five stallions and one hulking dragon sat in a lounge. One of the stallions was unconscious, moaning to himself as he lay on the floor of the lounge, an icepack over his crotch. The other five males were also holding ice packs over their crotches, groaning in pain from their overworked manhoods but still looking pleased nevertheless.

“So... wait,” the youngest of the group, Pipsqueak, said as he adjusted the ice pack on his crotch. “The whole reason everypony started going sex crazy and all was because of some hyper fertility formula of Princess Chrysalis's?”

Shining Armor, the physically largest stallion of the group (in both cock size and musculature) nodded, wincing a little as he readjusted his icepack. “I'm afraid so. Candace told me about it yesterday. We meant to use it as a way of creating surrogate mothers to help the Crystal Empire. Sombra accidentally cursed them all with sterility. We MEANT for it to be a volunteer basis, though, not all this nonsense...”

Pipsqueak frowned. He remembered feeling compelled to leave Ponyville after having sex with Dinky, Cheerilee, Nurse Tenderheart, and Sweetie Belle, getting on a train with Prince Blueblood and meeting up with the Princesses. After making love to Princess Luna and Princess Nightmare Moon, he had come to his senses, his intense arousal replaced with an intense aching in his overworked stallion parts.

“I'm gonna be a dad six times over,” Pipsqueak said, not sure what to think about that.

“Could be worse,” said a pegasus guardsman, gesturing to the dragon in a corner. “You could be like Spike here. The stud.”

Spike growled. “Shut up, Flash... I can't believe I had sex with seventy-one mares... in a single day...” Spike moaned, around six ice packs on his massive dual-pronged maleness, his greed growth having made him huge.

“And you're gonna be one of the MANY fathers of their babies, champ,” Nightlight said, idly drinking a bottle of beer.

“Dad, please...” Shining Armor said, grimacing. “We're all feeling awkward about all of this...”

“Except for dear old Prince Blueblood,” Nightlight said, nudging the unconscious Prince with a hoof. “Ya bum. You think he'd never had to bang seven ultimately powerful mares in rapid succession! We all stayed conscious. Hell, Shining and I both went with all seven of them! And that was AFTER having a rather lovely threesome with Shining's mother!

“Wait...” Flash Sentry said, the guard wincing as he got some more ice for a new ice pack, “If we were all affected by a hyper-fertility formula, that means every we had sex with got pregnant, right? Even the ones who were already pregant got our kids in them too.”

“That's right, Flash,” Nightlight said, taking a swig of his beer.

“So that means...” Flash said, frowning.

Shining nodded, scowling. “Yes, Flash, I knocked up my own mother. And my sister. Among others. Thank you for bringing up that rather uncomfortable fact. Now would you please shut up?”

Flash winced. “Sorry, sorry...” he said. “This has just been a very weird day...”

“You've no idea, kid,” Spike muttered. “What are we going to do about Discord?”

Pipsqueak blinked. “Wait, Discord? That nice dragonequus that Fluttershy hangs out with?”

Every other male in the room save for the unconscious Blueblood stared at him. Pipsqueak blushed. “Well... He's nice now, anyway. Helped Dinky and I go on a real pirate adventure when we were foals.”

Flash looked thoughtful. “Are we even sure it's him? This is rather subtle, considering some of his other pranks.” He thought about it for a moment, and amended, “Well, subtle by comparison.”

“It also makes no damn sense,” Shining said. “I did an analysis on the vial the formula was released from. There's strong traces of chaos magic on it, and evidence that the formula was made semi-sentient, specifically picking males to enhance and females to make fertile. It's random, bizarre, makes no damn sense, and is just WEIRD that he'd pick this to mess with.”

Flash chuckled. “Well, when you put it like that, it does make sense...”

“You ponies have been a terrible influence on me,” said a voice from behind the bar. Everyone who was still awake whirled, seeing Discord standing there in a bartender's suit, idly cleaning a glass. The draconequus smirked at them all, and added, “I've found ways to make sense through nonsense.”

Shining Armor scowled. “Discord...” he muttered. “Proud of yourself?”

“Quite so,” Discord said, grinning. “Such DELIGHTFUL chaos I've created. I was a little surprised by the fact that I was affected also, but I made the best of it and had a little fun with Fluttershy this afternoon.”

“Great,” Nightlight muttered, sipping at his beer. “Now YOU are gonna be a father too.”

“Yep yep yep!” Discord cackled. “Congratulate me boys, I've got a lovely bunch of draconequsususes on the way!” He paused for a moment. “Draconequusi? Pegaquuses? Ah, who cares?” He cackled again, very pleased with himself. “The question remains, why are you lot still sane and not lost in lust?”

Shining gestured absently in the direction of the throne room. “Six alicorns and a Changeling Queen can take a lot out of you. Instead of being fucked senseless, we were fucked back to our senses.”

“Except for Prince Wussboy,” Nightlight said, kicking the unconscious Blueblood again.

“Dad, quit it,” Shining growled. Nightlight, thoroughly drunk by now, just snickered.

Discord laughed as well, mixing Nightlight a cocktail. The glass appeared after he finished pouring the fruity alcoholic beverage. Nightlight raised the glass as it finished forming, chuckling. “Cheers, boys! To fatherhood!”

Flash rolled his eyes. Pipsqueak chuckled. Spike just groaned, wondering if cocks could bruise.

Discord poured a drink for himself, and raised his glass as well, drinking the glass and turning the cocktail into flying cheese sandwiches, which disappeared into an air conditioning vent. “Well boys,” the draconequus said, changing back into his usual gaudy suit, “as much as I'd love to stay and make fun of you some more, I have some fading chaos to enjoy. Ta!” He started out of the lounge...

...running right into a gloriously nude Princess Molestia, a predatory grin on her face.

“Gotcha!” she said, the naked princess manifesting a rope with her magic and tying Discord up with it. “Time to help us have a little fun, studly! You caused this mess, so you're gonna help finish it!”

“Whu...” Discord stammered, “Wait a minute! Why are you coherent enough to cast magic!? You're awfully put together for someone who should be completely lust crazed by now!”

Molestia cackled evilly. “Dumbass! Constantly horny and thinking about sex is my DEFAULT STATE OF MIND!!” she said.

Before Discord could reply, Molestia's horn flared, the two of them vanishing.

“Instant karma,” Nightlight said with a smirk.

“Godspeed, brave soul,” Spike said, remembering a quote from one of Twilight's philosophy books.

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Throne Room...
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Discord, still wrapped up in Molestia's enchanted rope, blinked as the flash of teleportation faded. He looked up at the throne room and eeped in fright at what he saw there.

Celestia sat on the central throne like a supervillain, an almost feral Twilight Sparkle and Cadence clinging to her legs, Celestia idly stroking Twilight's hair as she rested her cheek on her other hand. Chrysalis perched on top of the throne, hissing bestially as she looked them over. Luna and Nightmare Moon both stalked nearby, dark guards to the celestial beauty sitting in front of them, predatory grins on their faces.

Cadence sniffed the air, staring at Discord. “I smell male... breeder male...”

“More...” Twilight said, whickering, “Need more...”

Molestia grinned. “I brought more, ladies! You were right, it was him. I heard him admit it to the guys that were resting up in the bar,” she said.

“Excellent work, Molestia,” Celestia said, grinning demonically. “Bring him here. Time to work this fool's boner to the bone.”

Discord yelped as Molestia yanked him forward. “N-Now, just wait one damn minute!” he protested.

“Forget it,” Luna said. “You've used ponies as tools for far too long.”

“Indeed,” said Nightmare Moon. “Time for you to be used as a toy yourself.”

Discord's eye twitched. For the sake of his many friendships, he put up with a lot. But he had NEVER fully gotten along with any of the princesses. And damned if he was going to end the night with an ice pack on his crotch like the losers in the lounge downstairs.

“Fine,” Discord snarled. “You want to play? Then we'll play. But we're going to do it MY WAY!” With a roar, he burst the magical rope Molestia had summoned, knocking the lustful, pink-haired princess on her rump. His body grew twice as muscular, tearing through his shirt and pants. And at his crotch, his cock glowed and expanded, becoming a thick, writhing mass of tentacles.

The princesses stared in shock and desire, their jaws dropped. Luna and Nightmare Moon traded high fives.

“Now it's time for Fun Times with Discord!” the draconequus said, his tentacle-cocks shooting forward and entrapping all seven princesses, carrying them into the air. Legs were spread apart as tentacles forced themselves into dripping wet cunts, tight, gripping asses, and eager mouths as Discord went to work on the seven powerful princesses.

“We'll see who outlasts who!” Discord crowed as he went to work. “We'll see who's too sore to move once I'm done!”

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Three hours later...
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“Well, what did you expect?” Shining Armor said. “Trying to take on all seven at once. Sweet Celestia, what stupidity.”

“S-Shut up,” Discord sulked, holding a block of permafrost to his aching crotch. He pouted in a corner, not facing any of the other stallions.

Spike snickered. “Still, I gotta admit the tentacles were a nice effort,” he said.

“Honestly, I always thought that was kinda stupid,” Nightlight said. “Those tentacle demons from the Neighponese porny cartoons. I mean, attacking an armed woman with your crotch? The only reason they got away with it is because it was a porn!”

“We can discuss logic in animation later,” Shining Armor said. “Right now, the princesses have finally been satiated so we all can get some rest. We have a lot of explaining to do tomorrow to several mares...”

TO BE CONTINUED...

Author's Note

All characters not original copyrighted to Hasbro and used for non-profit amusement reasons. All OCs that belong to other people are copyrighted to them and used for the same reason as the official characters. All other original characters copyrighted to me unless stated otherwise.

Author's Note: This story takes place in an alternate universe that takes place a few years after the events of this universe's season 4 finale. So you see a reference to events that haven't happened in the show, they simply happened AFTER Tirek's attack. For example, Molestia and Nightmare Moon were born after Tirek, so they only know of what he did through hearsay.