Taming of the Screw 2: Doubly Screwed

In the woods surrounding Ponyville General hospital, a pony flew low over the treeline in the night sky. Not an unusual feat in a world inhabited by pegasi or unicorn magic. But this was not a unicorn, nor a pegasus pony. This was Screwball.

Screwball had the appearance of an earth pony. Her coat was a pale magenta and her mane was a curly, pale violet with white highlights. Atop her head she wore an orange and yellow beanie with a green propeller. The magenta mare's cutie mark was a screw and a baseball.
Her eyes were different from other ponies. Instead of a normal iris and a pupil, within the whites of each of Screwball's eyes there was a solid violet iris, with a magenta spiral.

Screwball was not born through natural mammalian reproduction. While she didn't have a mother, the magenta mare did have a father.
She was the creation of a disharmonious God. In the brief time when he was freed from his prison, Discord, the God of Chaos, changed and distorted all of Ponyville. Not content with mere manipulation, Discord created Screwball. She was to be his herald of anarchy; a propeller-beanied avatar of madness.

Screwball had been given diverse gifts; the kinds of abilities most ponies could not hope to comprehend. Among her talents, she could fly and manipulate reality. The magenta mare inherited many of her creator's powers, only on a much smaller scale.

When Discord was sealed back in his stoney prison, the things he manipulated reverted back to their original states. In a surprising twist of fate, when the God of Chaos became imprisoned again, his creation did not disappear. The avatar of madness was free to roam Equestria.
Without her father to guide her, Screwball became like a ship without a rudder. She wandered Ponyville, staying out of sight of its citizens; watching them from afar.

Screwball was drawn to madness, which is what led her to Ponyville General. The presence of two unhinged minds emanated from within the hospital.

Screw Loose was sleeping in her cell. Her muzzle and straight jacket were firmly in place. She lay by the wall adjacent to Shocker's cell.
It had been months since she had seen her coltfriend. The last time they had sex was right after Shocker joined her in madness. He had killed his former friend, the other guard, to protect her. That act earned him his own straight jacket and a place in the cell next to hers.

Since her activities with the two guards had come to light, security for all mental patients had been heightened. Even without the straight jacket to slow her down, Screw Loose had no chance of escaping or seeing Shocker again. They could bark at each other, but they could not be together. It was torture for both of them.
Screw Loose and Shocker were in love. In permanent isolation, they surely would have forgotten each other, had it not been for their nightly howling sessions.

Screwball passed through the ceiling to enter the blue mare's cell. A faint light emanating from the floating mare awakened Screw Loose.
"Hey there," Screwball said, "Wanna' play a game?"

Seeing a pony hovering in front of her alarmed the blue mare. Screw Loose barked loudly, panicking.

Shocker was fast asleep in the neighboring cell. The former night guard had been driven mad by guilt and rage. Since being committed to his own rubber room, the stallion had begun to forget the companionship of ponies. His former life was nothing but a distant memory.
When Shocker heard his marefriend's cries, he also became alarmed and started barking.

Screwball covered her ears with her hooves.
"While I normally enjoy a chaotic din," the magenta mare said, "You two are going to have to be quieter."
Screwball clapped her fore-hooves together. Using her chaos magic, she transported Shocker from where he was to Screw Loose's cell.
The gray stallion stopped barking and became confused. He tried to figure out where he was. When Shocker and Screw Loose saw each other, their hearts soared. Wasting no time, they scooted up to each other and tried touching their tongues together through their muzzles.

"You poor dears," Screwball said, compassionately, "Let's get rid of those jackets and muzzles." With a clap of her hooves, the muzzles and straight jackets disappeared.
"This world would be a much better place without restraints, rules, or inhibitions," Screwball said as she watched the two ponies celebrate their new found freedom of movement.

Shocker chased Screw Loose around the cell. The rubber floors gave them both an extra spring in their step. It had been months since either of them had been able to run. Their tails wagged and they panted happily as they played with each other.

Shocker wanted to express his love for his marefriend. Cutting a corner, the stallion managed to catch up to the blue mare. He tackled her to the ground. Screw Loose lay on her back. Her heart beat fast. She stared into Shocker's eyes. They had both wanted this for months.
The stallion leaned closer and began slobbering her with wet kisses. Their tongues flopped around in their mouths as their sloppy affections covered both their chins in drool.

Shocker was sporting a massive erection that ached for his marefriend's touch. He turned himself around 180 degrees so that he was facing her moist marehood.

While this was going on, Screwball caused a bag of popcorn to appear. The magical mare hovered in the air as she watched the show get under way.

Screw Loose started by licking her lover's cock head. Her tongue cradled the topside of his member. It felt so warm. The mare was dripping with anticipation.

As Shocker leaned in over the mare's blue snatch, he found her erect clit. He put his mouth over the sensitive area and ran his tongue around the nub in tight circles.

The gray stallion lowered his haunches, allowing his hot shaft to dip further down his marefriend's throat. Screw Loose took it happily, slurping on it like an all-day sucker.

It had been months since either pony had felt the gentle caress of their lover. They worked together, caring for each others needs.

As the two ponies continued their lovemaking session, several drops of femme lube fell from the floating mare's magenta snatch. Watching the exhibition had made her horny.
"Well, if you can't beat 'em," Screwball said, "beat off!"

Reaching her hoof further down into her popcorn bag than its size would normally allow, Screwball pulled out a regulation-sized baseball bat. Emblazoned on the side of the bat in flourishing letters was the label, 'Ponyville Slugger.'
Two baseballs were connected to the handle end of the bat to complete the phallic facsimile.

"As a bonus, the popcorn oil makes the surface nice and slick," the mare said as she licked suggestively at the tip of the bat.

Still floating in the air, Screwball levitated the bat in front of her dripping snatch. The two pendulous baseballs moved like the genuine article. They swung back and forth as the bat lined up the right angle.
The magenta mare took several deep breathes and practiced opening her vagina lips as wide as possible.

"Alright, I'm ready," she said, nervously, "Send a fast ball across my home plate!"
The bat zoomed ahead. Its tip pressed against Screwball's pitcher's mound.
The mare grit her teeth. Her heart was pounding in her chest.
"I can make it fit," she said, straining.
Wiggling her hips left to right in small increments, Screwball was able to insert the wide tip of the bat inside her stretched marehood. This feat caused her propeller beanie to spin fast. She let out a loud, long scream as equal mixes of pleasure and pain shot through her body. The floating mare took a moment to rest and admire her accomplishment.

"Okay," Screwball said, gasping for breath, "Let's see a real seventh inning stretch!"
She pushed the bat in as far as it would go. The mare's vagina was brought to its breaking point. Her cooch formed an airtight seal around her ungodly wooden dildo. The bat eventually bottomed out inside of her with five-sixths of the wood shaft still sticking out.
"Oooh daddy," Screwball said, as she pictured Discord screwing her, "You're so big. It feels so good..."

The magenta mare kept her eyes closed as the bat retracted itself before slamming back into her. Screwball hugged herself as she imagined her father holding her close.
Tears fell down her face as the bat threatened to tear her in two with every thrust.
"Daddy, you're too big! You're hurting me!" Screwball cried, before sounding very horny, "I love it! Don't stop!"

She used her fore-hooves to tease her clit. She could feel her orgasm building.
"I'm cumming, daddy!" Screwball screamed, "I'm cumming!"

Chocolate milk sprayed out of her vagina and coated the bat with its dairy goodness. Her lactose jizz ran down the length of the wooden dildo before dripping off of its baseballs and landing on the rubber floor. Each drop made a tiny explosion when it connected with the ground.
"Milk," Screwball said, panting, "It does a body good."

The magenta mare pulled the bat out of her vagina. Her gaping cooch was big enough to stuff her hoof inside. She held the milk-covered bat up to her face.
"Oooh, daddy," she squealed, "Cum on me! Cum on me!"

Screwball ran her fore-hooves up and down the wooden shaft. The bat twitched as it ejaculated caramelized popcorn onto the floating mare. Most of it fell to the ground, but Screwball opened her mouth to catch as much of it as she could.
"Mmmm," she said, chewing happily, "So delicious..."

Once the last kernels were gone, the bat and balls disappeared. Screwball floated lazily towards the ground. She was still basking in the afterglow as she played with her sagging pussy. She inserted her hoof, and wiggled it around.
"Buy me a penis and Cracker Jack's..," Screwball said, wistfully.

The mare continued hoofing her magenta pussy as she watched the couple preparing to reach their climax. Shocker's balls rested on Screw Loose's chin as she swallowed the length of his meat.
The stallion pressed his mouth over his love's lower lips and flicked his tongue in and out. He licked along the edges of her vagina walls.

Shocker lifted his head from the blue pussy and howled. The stallion came, shooting his load down his marefriend's throat. Screw Loose was so happy. It had been months since she had been treated to Shocker's seed. She greedily drank every drop. The stallion stood their, reveling in his orgasm. The high of ejaculating could not compare to the elation he felt upon being reunited with Screw Loose.
The blue mare's sucking helped keep the stallion's member hard after his orgasm. Shocker planned to use this to his advantage, as he still needed to make his marefriend come. With the blue mare still on her back, Shocker pulled his member from her mouth.
The gray stallion looked over his love with pure affection. Both of their sexes were adequately wet, allowing for easy penetration.

Shocker thrust his member inside a few times before Screw Loose finally came. The mare let out a howl as her body tingled with pleasure. Screw Loose barked happily as she sprayed her clit spit on shocker's cock. Screw Loose lay there in a state of bliss. She looked over at the magenta mare and flashed her a smile. The blue mare beamed with joy at the mysterious new visitor who had brought the two star-crossed lovers back together.

Trying for a second orgasm, the stallion pounded her blue pussy relentlessly. He was panting heavily, drool flying everywhere with each thrust.
Shocker's panting soon became interspersed with excited barks. He was going to cum again. Howling again, Shocker blew his second load of the night inside Screw Loose's cooch.

Thoroughly exhausted, Shocker pulled out and collapsed next to his marefriend. Stallion cum dribbled out the mare's well-screwed vagina. As they lay beside each other, the stallion affectionately licked Screw Loose's face. She returned the lick and leaned closer, nuzzling her head against Shocker's neck. As the two ponies cuddled, the last few drops of sperm fell out of Screw Loose's pussy.

"You two are fun," Screwball said as she levitated the two ponies, "Much more interesting than boring, sane ponies."
Shocker and Screw Loose were nervous. They'd never flown before, but their magenta friend seemed to have their best interests at heart, so the two ponies didn't resist.

Screwball lifted herself and the other two ponies up through the roof and above the hospital. Shocker and Screw Loose were ecstatic. Their eyes were wide as they looked down and all around. There were no walls. No windows or doors. They could go anywhere. Together. They were free.

Screwball grinned as she saw the smiling, panting faces of the happy couple. The magenta mare flew away from the hospital suspending the other two ponies in the air with her magic.

"It's been said that madness is like gravity. All you need is a little push," Screwball said to her new friends, "If madness can accurately be compared to gravity, then I'm the Gali-neigh-o of insanity."

The three ponies flew on through the night, with Screwball leading the way. Her swirly, violet eyes were focused with a steely resolve.
"Let's go spread a little madness," the magenta mare said, with a smile.