Author's Note

This chapter has been modified from its original posting as a part of Just Girls Talking Dirty as follows:
- Expanded descriptive text in narrative.
- Edits made to things I wasn't entirely satisfied with before.
- Details added that are important to the more cohesive plot of the sidestory.

This story is porn. It is written for the express purpose of sexual arousal and erotic entertainment. As such, the erotic merit of this story will be highly subjective.

The author does not necessarily endorse any of the acts or behaviors presented in this story. Please refrain from ascribing allusions between the fictional narrative of this story and any personal beliefs, proclivities, or biases of the author.

All characters present in this story are 18 or over and legally of age to engage in sexual activity.

Part I

It was a chilly Saturday afternoon in November.

The Rainbooms had the run of Fluttershy's house; her parents had gone up north with her brother Zephyr Breeze on Friday to enroll him in a boarding school in Vanhoover and were staying for a few days to go sightseeing and help him settle in. With Zephyr out of the house, Fluttershy had lobbied to repurpose his basement "meditation garden" (in reality an exceptionally smelly slacker den crammed full of dirty magazines), which was already soundproofed, as a practice space for the band. With Friday and Monday both vacation days at CHS due to a teacher's workshop, the girls had spent all day Friday clearing out the basement and cleaning it up, and most of Saturday redecorating it and bringing their instruments and some donated furniture downstairs. The only thing of Zephyr's they'd kept was his 46" HDTV, since it belonged to Fluttershy's parents in the first place.

With so much heavy lifting to do (and so much cleaning, as the basement had a pervasive stench that made Rarity gag and Fluttershy twitch involuntarily), they'd co-opted Flash Sentry to help. With his drummer having graduated and his other bandmate having moved away over the summer, Flash had become, as he liked to put it, a "guitar ronin", practicing with the Rainbooms off and on as part of his halting efforts to get back together with Sunset Shimmer. They weren't quite a couple yet, but they were definitely close friends again, and Flash was always happy for an excuse to hang out with the girls.

"Man," Rainbow Dash grunted as she finished setting up her amp and flopped down on one of the used sofas, "everything feels so much heavier today than it did yesterday." Her white T-shirt was plastered to her body, her black sports bra showing through it; she'd shed her jacket and skirt upstairs, and now wore only her shirt, bicycle shorts, and boots, which she pulled off and dropped next to the sofa, wiggling her feet, sheathed in knee-high rainbow-striped socks.

"That's because we've been at this for two days," Sunset said, grimacing as she popped her back. "We're all a little tired and sore." She sat down across the room from Rainbow Dash. She was wearing an old ash-grey sweatshirt, faded jeans, and worn-out sneakers.

"Cleaning up my brother's garbage was the worst of it," Fluttershy said as she sprayed all-purpose cleaner on a particular spot at the wall she'd been waging war against since the previous day. Being the only one who had not been out in the weather at any point during the day, she'd repurposed her summer camp clothes as work clothes.

"Tell me about it," Rarity muttered. She wore tight dark purple jeans with tasteful matching flats, a black crop top, and a powder blue track jacket which was unzipped and open. Like Fluttershy, she was engrossed in battle against a stubborn stain.

"Yeah, even Ah'm kinda ready fer a break," Applejack, dressed in her usual Western attire, said. She looked around. "Ah think we got everything pretty well set up. Whut say we all rest a spell?"

"I could definitely use a break," Twilight Sparkle said. Physically the weakest of the group, she'd mostly carried light loads and organized things, but still she was tired, sweating, and out of breath. She flopped down on a large beanbag in the corner, kicking her shoes off and wiggling her socked feet. With a grimace, she pulled her socks off and set them aside with her shoes. She'd opted to wear a light blue polo shirt and tan capri pants today; the windbreaker she'd worn on the way to Fluttershy's place had joined the other girls' jackets upstairs.

"Me too," said Pinkie Pie, who had come dressed for hard work and yet still managed to look like a party store had exploded all over her. She wore yoga pants with eye-searing patterns of pastel zebra stripes, dark blue hi-tops with neon pink laces, and a light blue tank top with a sparkly pink heart in the center; the glitter-encrusted sweater she'd worn to protect against the chill was tied around her waist.

"Yeah, let's all just chill for a bit, we've earned it," Rainbow said. "Fluttershy, Pinkie, wanna round up some snacks and drinks and stuff?"

Flash rubbed the back of his head. "Well, if you girls are gonna take a break, I guess I'll head on home," he said.

"Oh, nonsense, darling!" Rarity tutted. "You're more than welcome to hang out with us, right girls?"

"Of course!" Pinkie said as she and Fluttershy headed for the stairs. "Right, Fluttershy?"

Fluttershy smiled. "You are our friend," she said. "And you've been ever so helpful. We'd be happy to have you."

Flash smiled. "Thanks," he said. He sat down next to Sunset, casually throwing an arm across her shoulders. She rolled her eyes and chuckled, but made no move to dissuade him.

Once everyone had found a place to crash and Pinkie and Fluttershy had returned and passed around drinks and snacks, Rainbow asked Flash, "So how's the hunt for new bandmates goin'?"

Flash sighed. "Honestly? I've given up," he said. "All the rockers I get along with have their own bands or just aren't interested anymore. Nobody needs lead guitar and the only spot for a backup guitar...well..." He glanced at Sunset. "Kinda filled." He smiled.

"Oh my," Fluttershy said quietly. "Don't give up," she urged. "I mean, you probably wouldn't be with the same band when you go to college or anything, but—"

Flash waved a hand dismissively. "It's no big deal," he said. "Honestly, I'm not looking to be in a band or make it big or anything like that. I know I'm not good enough for all that, and fame isn't all it's cracked up to be. If I can get steady work as a session player, that's good enough for me, and the recording studios always need session players."

"You mean the guys who play on albums but never get any real credit for it?" Rainbow asked.

Flash nodded. "Yeah. I don't care about credit as long as the money's good and I can do that and a regular day job." He shrugged. "I mean, it's not like that's all set in stone or anything yet, it's just where I see myself in ten years, y'know?"

"Having a plan is good," Twilight said.

"Well, you can always jam with us any time," Rainbow said with a grin. "I love our little shred-offs."

Flash laughed. "Yeah, it's pretty awesome shredding with you."

"I think Flash just likes having an excuse to hang out with a bunch of hot girls when they get all flushed and sweaty," Sunset said with a smirk, nudging Flash playfully in the shoulder.

Flash made a stuck noise in his throat, his eyes wide. "N-no, I—!"

Pinkie grinned. "Yeah, especially watching Fluttershy shake her tamborine, right? And other things."

"Eep." Fluttershy shrank into her seat next to Applejack. "Please don't. I'm just now getting over that stupid meme." Earlier in the term, a member of the school blog staff had taken a picture of Fluttershy yawning with her eyes half-closed and her hand held close to her mouth in a loose fist. He'd thought it was cute and sent it to a few friends; one of his friends decided to add the caption "INVISIBLE PENIS" to the photo and share it. It briefly became a meme that spread like wildfire, and when word got back to Fluttershy, she was terribly embarrassed. The mention of the meme made Flash turn red and start stammering, as he had been coerced into admitting to the girls that the meme had made him daydream about Fluttershy sucking his dick—all in all, one of the most humiliating and awkward days of his high school life.

An evil grin spread across Rainbow's face. "Gotta admit, after I got done bein' mad about the whole thing, that was some pretty good fantasy fuel."

"Goddammit, not this again," Applejack grumbled as she kicked off her boots and rubbed her feet.

Fluttershy blinked, then frowned at Rainbow. "Is...is that why you keep handing me popsicles all the time lately?"

"Maaaaaaaaaybe," Rainbow drawled with a smirk, folding her arms behind her head.

Fluttershy groaned, facepalming. "UGH! Honestly, Rainbow Dash!"

Flash looked back and forth between the girls. "Wait...what?"

Sunset rolled her eyes. "Rainbow Dash is a pervert," she said.

"She takes perverse pleasure in including all of her friends in her obscene fantasies...and then telling us about it," Rarity said, shooting Rainbow a glare.

Flash felt his face heating up. Among other things. "What."

Rainbow shrugged. "Hey, I get off to what I get off to, I'm not ashamed," she said. "So I like thinkin' about me and my friends gettin' fucked by dudes and stuff, so what?"

Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose. "Can we please not have this discussion again? Please?"

"Eh, I kinda like where it went last time," Pinkie said, shooting Sunset a sly grin.

Flash and Fluttershy were both crimson now as they looked helplessly around the room—for entirely different reasons. Flash's expression was one of abject confusion. "Do I...do I even wanna know?" he asked, his voice cracking. "And is Rainbow...y'know...are you gay?"

"Nah, I just like watchin' girls get fucked," Rainbow said dismissively. "It's way hot."

"She fantasizes about herself and Soarin," Sunset said with a smirk.

Flash tilted his head. "Y-yeah...I could see that," he said hesitantly.

"Oh you can, can you?" Pinkie said teasingly. "What, are you sitting over there thinking about Rainbow's sexy, sweaty, naked body rubbed up against Soarin—"

"GAH!" Flash cried. "No! I'm not, I—" He looked at Rainbow, panic on his face.

Rainbow, for her part, leaned forward with a leer on her face. "Hey, I've got an idea," she said brightly. "Let's hear about Flash's sex fantasies!"

Flash spluttered. "WH-WHAT?!"

"Oh god no," Sunset groaned, facepalming.

"How about let's not?" Twilight suggested.

"Ah vote fer not," Applejack said flatly.

"Oh, come on! Totally embarrassing Flash and making things super-awkward in this basement with seven really cute single girls and one dude who can't manage to keep a steady girlfriend sounds like the bestest fun ever!" Pinkie said cheerfully, beaming.

"I don't...really want to hear things like that," Fluttershy said. "I mean, I put up with enough of that kind of thing from my brother—"

"Yeah but Zeph is a douchebag," Rainbow said. "Flash is cool. And awkward. And has the hots for at least three of us." She grinned. "I bet he's thought up some awesome stuff when he's jerkin' off!"

"GAH!" Flash yelped again.

Sunset rolled her eyes. "Rainbow. Seriously. Knock it off."

"Oh, come on! Don't you wanna hear what Flash'd like to do to you if you got back together?"

"If I wanted to know that, I'd just use my magic," Sunset said dryly.

Flash glanced at her. "You...you wouldn't—"

"Chill," Sunset said with a laugh. "I don't go around prying into everyone's private thoughts just whenever I want to."

Flash let out a sigh of relief. Rainbow wasn't about to let it go that easily, however. "C'mon, dude. You said it yourself, remember? You'd totally do every girl in this room if you ever got the chance."

"I never said anything like that!" Flash cried.

"You didn't never not say it neither," Rainbow said cheekily.

"That...! That doesn't even make any sense!"

"But you would, right? If any one of us wanted to, you'd have sex with us."

Flash ducked his head as the girls all looked at him curiously. "W-well...maybe," he said. "But that doesn't mean I go around having crazy fantasies about you girls!"

"Just Fluttershy, then?" Sunset said with a smirk. "You did say you thought about her giving you head."

"But...! That wasn't..." Flash sighed and buried his face in his hands.

"Tell you what," Rainbow said, leaning forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let's make a game of it. You go around the room and tell us what you'd do to each of us if you got a chance. If you can get me wet, I'll give you a blowjob. Right here, right now."

The girls stared at her. "WHAT?!" Twilight shrieked.

Applejack scowled. "You got your bra on too tight or somethin'?"

"Oh, this will not end well," Sunset said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Ooh, this sounds like fun!" Pinkie said with a manic grin.

"It most certainly does not!" Rarity said indignantly, crossing her arms. After a pause, she said, "Although...out of sheer morbid curiosity, I suppose I would remain here to listen..."

"This is not okay," Fluttershy squeaked, her face burning scarlet. "This is not okay."

"Oh, come on, Shy!" Rainbow said. "It's just a little fun."

Flash's mouth was completely dry. He looked around at the girls, who didn't seem to know how to react to Rainbow's bizarre, bold challenge. "Uhh..."

"If y'all do this, Ah'm outta here," Applejack grunted.

"Not if I sit on you," Rainbow said with a grin.

Applejack snorted. "Ah'd love t' see you try," she drawled.

Pinkie rolled her eyes. "Oh, like anybody's really gonna try to leave," she said. "C'mon, you know you all wanna hear what Flash comes up with." She smirked. "Everybody here has a dirty mind, you just don't wanna admit it. At least me and Dash own up to it."

"Ah most certainly do not," Applejack declared.

"Yeah, and you need to pull that apple tree outta your ass before you pop," Rainbow said. "It isn't natural to be as uptight about sex as you are."

"Ah ain't uptight, Ah just ain't obsessed or filthy!"

Flash coughed. "Uhh...maybe I should just go," he said. "Yeah. I should—"

"What, you're not interested in being the first guy to ever put his dick in my mouth?" Rainbow asked. "C'mon, that's like mad bragging rights, dude!"

"Flash is certainly not the type who'd kiss and tell!" Rarity declared. "Err...so to speak."

"I just...I don't wanna risk getting you all mad at me and maybe losing some cool friends over some stupid horny bet!" Flash declared.

"'T'ain't you we'd be mad at," Applejack muttered. "Rainbow Dash an' her little perv fests are jes' somethin' we've all learned t' put up with. But this, this is a whole new critter right here."

"Right, so if I leave—"

"If you leave, we'll have to put up with six hours of Rainbow either whining about not getting her way or basically writing fanfiction of you having some crazed orgy with all seven of us," Sunset said, rolling her eyes. "Or both." She shook her head. "Honestly? It'll be less trouble for all of us if you just go along with it. Besides, at least you get something out of it. The rest of us usually just have to put up with her bullshit until she gets bored or goes to sleep."

"HEY!" Rainbow cried.

Flash blinked. "Really? But...I thought girls' sleepovers and parties were just, like, makeovers and pillow fights and...and all the stuff you see on TV..."

"Well yeah, when we're like ten," Rainbow said. "High school girls have a lot more fun." With a saucy smirk, she added, "Like the time Pinkie and Sunset got into that tickle fight that got really hot—"

"OKAY!" Sunset shouted, a frantic, forced smile on her face. "Let's take another vote on this whole Flash talking about railing us all thing. With the thought of what we'll have to put up with if he leaves firmly in mind," she added through gritted teeth.

Twilight coughed. "W-well," she said hesitantly, "It...it could be interesting to hear...umm...what an average boy we all actually know thinks about us..."

Rarity rolled her eyes. "I suppose it can't be helped," she said. "I know Rainbow Dash well enough to know this subject won't be so easily dismissed."

"Well, you all know I'm looking forward to it!" Pinkie said cheerfully.

"Umm..." Fluttershy ducked her head, blushing. "I...nevermind. It doesn't really matter."

Applejack sighed. "Welp, guess Ah'm outvoted," she huffed, leaning back and folding her arms. "But if Ah hear one crack about me an' mah brother doin' it, someone's not walkin' outta here on two legs."

Flash blinked. "You and...you and Big Mac? What? That's just wrong," he said.

"THANK YOU!" Applejack yelled, throwing up her hands. "SOMEBODY sees th' problem with it!"

"Okay, so..." Sunset looked around. "How...how do we do this?"

"Why don't we start with Fluttershy and go from there?" Rainbow suggested.

"Eep!" Fluttershy squeaked.

"Uhh..." Flash said, blushing.

"Well, to be fair, we already know you fantasize about Fluttershy," Rarity pointed out. "You've as much as told us so."

"R-right," Flash said, coughing. "W-well..." He swallowed. "It's just...I've never really thought that much about, y'know..."

"Well, now's as good a time as any to think about it," Rainbow said, leaning forward eagerly. "Go on. Look at Fluttershy, tell us what you'd do to her if you could."

Flash looked helplessly at Fluttershy, who wouldn't meet his eyes and was blushing furiously, playing with her hair. "W-well..." Flash gulped. "I, uhh..." He absently took off his jacket and bunched it up in his lap. "L-like I said back when that whole meme thing was going on, I, uh...I thought about, y'know, Fluttershy giving me...y'know, head—"

"Old news," Rainbow said in a bored tone. "Be more creative."

"Rainbow!" Fluttershy squeaked.

"Well I don't know!" Flash exploded, throwing up his hands. "I mean, what do you even want from me? Other than the whole blowjob thing, the only thing I ever thought about Fluttershy was how hot she'd look in a bikini and how great her tits are!" He paused, his face going pale. "Uhh..."

"Oh...my," Fluttershy said, shifting in her seat. "Umm...thank you?" After an awkward pause, she added, "What...what kind of bikini?"

"Yeah, if you've imagined Fluttershy in a bikini, that's a pretty good start," Sunset said. "Especially if you jerked off to it, like I know you did."

"Gurk...!" Flash's face lit up with panic, but at the interested looks of the girls around him, he sighed. "W-well," he said, "I always picture Fluttershy in like, this really skimpy strapless green bikini. That shows off a whole lot of boob, y'know? And really, like, high-cut and stuff...basically dental floss."

"Oh...oh my," Fluttershy whispered, ducking her head. "I'd never have the courage to wear something like that."

"And some really sexy sandals with it," Flash added. "Like, spike heels."

"So like a model from a car magazine?" Sunset suggested.

"Yeah, pretty much," Flash said. "Except, y'know...Fluttershy."

"Hmm," Rainbow mused. "Yeah, I can see it."

"I can too," Rarity said. "You would look absolutely ravishing in that, Fluttershy! I must find exactly that bikini for you before Spring Break."

"Meep!"

"Okay, so now we know you like thinking about Fluttershy in a bikini and we know you like her tits," Rainbow said. "What else you got? C'mon, she's right in front of you and you can picture her in that hot bikini, you gotta be able to come up with something you'd like to do with her."

"Uhh..." Flash began to sweat nervously. He looked at Fluttershy, who averted her gaze coyly...but at the same time, was clearly giving him her full attention. He gulped. "W-well..." He coughed. "I guess...if I had Fluttershy alone and stuff, umm..." He scratched his chin, his face turning red again. "I..." He closed his eyes. "A titjob," he said. "A titjob from Fluttershy would be awesome."

Rainbow laughed. "YEAH! NOW we're talkin'!"

"Ooh, naughty!" Pinkie cooed.

"I...I don't know what that is," Fluttershy said quietly.

"Me neither," Twilight said confusedly.

"Not sure Ah even wanna know," Applejack said.

Rarity's brow furrowed. "If...if it's what I think it is..."

"It's when a guy puts his dick between a girl's boobs and she jerks him off with 'em," Rainbow explained. "Usually ends with the guy comin' all over her face and tits."

"Eww!" Twilight cried.

"Oh...my..." Fluttershy said softly.

Sunset raised an eyebrow. "Did you ever fantasize about me doing that?" she asked.

Flash shifted awkwardly. "Maybe. I dunno?"

"Well, that was a good start anyway," Rainbow said. "But get more...like...down and dirty with it, y'know? Get specific. Details. Really describe what you'd do to us. I mean, I'll give you a pass on that one since it's kinda awkward and because Fluttershy, but I need better, sexier fantasies."

"Uhh...okay?" Flash offered.

"Cool. Now, do Rarity next."

Flash looked at Rarity, who returned his stare with a mildly encouraging smile and a raised eyebrow. He tugged at his collar. "W-well..."

"And don't just name a sex act!" Rainbow interjected. "Make a story out of it!"

"Yeah, tell us a sexy story!" Pinkie added with a happy grin.

"Hoo boy," Flash muttered. "W-well..."

* * * * *

In the softly-lit bedroom, Rarity knelt on the floor, leaning forward against the bed. She was naked; her ivory skin glowed in the soft lighting. She looked back over her shoulder with smoky eyes and a sultry smile and reached one hand back, prying apart her ass cheeks and thrusting her butt toward Flash, offering him her asshole...

* * * * *

"I...I'm sorry," Rarity said, raising a hand to stop Flash. "You...you want to do me...in the butt."

Flash blushed and looked away. "W-well...I dunno," he said. "I've always thought your butt was, y'know, your best feature. Well, and your legs. But I never actually thought about you like that before. But if...if I have to think about something I'd—"

"You want to do me in the butt," Rarity clarified. "Not only that, you want me to offer my anus to you."

"Umm...it's just..." Flash sighed.

"Hey, I'd pay money to see that," Rainbow said. "Rarity on her knees getting fucked in the ass? Yeah, that's pretty hot."

"What?!" Rarity cried, staring in disbelief at Rainbow.

"Oh, come on, Rarity! You've got like, the perfect butt for it!" Rainbow said. "Hell, your asshole looks like a powdered sugar donut!"

Flash spluttered. "Wh-WHAT?!"

Rarity's entire head turned nearly as purple as her hair. "RAINBOW DASH!"

"I did not need to know that," Twilight said, irises contracted to pinpricks as she stared from Rainbow to Rarity.

"When did you even see—"

"THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT!" Rarity yelled. She coughed, then turned an imperious gaze on Flash. "So, may I assume you would at least buy me dinner before violating my rear end?"

"Oh, absolutely," Flash said. "I mean, anal is at least fifth date, right?" He laughed nervously.

"At least," Rarity said dryly.

"Hey, Rainbow's making the rules here, not me!" Flash protested. "She didn't ask me about what kind of dates I'd go on with you girls, she asked me about what I'd do to you all sexually!"

Rarity sighed. "Fair enough. But really? You don't seem like the kind of boy who'd be into that sort of...thing."

"I guess not, but maybe? I dunno." Flash gave a sheepish shrug. "Honestly, there are some girls that you look at and you just kinda...go there." He looked at Rarity with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, but...you've just kinda got that 'do me in the butt' kind of look."

Rarity blinked. "I'm not entirely sure how to take that," she said.

"Up the butt, of course!" Pinkie said, giggling and snorting.

Rarity glared at her. "Very well then," she said, "let's hear all about what Flash would do with Miss Pie, shall we?"

Flash coughed. "Actually, umm..." He looked around the room, then at Rainbow. "Would it be cool if we talked about girls who are not in this room right now? Because, uhh..." He ducked his head. "There's actually...there's actually a couple of girls at school I think about fucking sometimes. Like...a lot more than I think about any of you."

"Oh?" Sunset asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but one of them's maybe-sorta-a-lesbian-but-nobody-knows-for-sure and the other is..." Flash grimaced. "Well, the other is Trixie."

Silence fell.

"TRIXIE?!" everyone shouted, Rainbow's disbelieving yell the loudest of all.

"You like Trixie?!" Sunset echoed.

"Like is a strong term!" Flash said hastily. "It's more, well..." He scratched his cheek. "It's more like...every now and then, I daydream about hate-fucking her to put her in her place, y'know?"

Another silence descended.

"Okay, yeah, I can see that," Rainbow said.

Twilight frowned. "Wait. You mean you fantasize about raping Trixie?"

"N-no, not...!" Flash began. He paused. "W-well..." Flash coughed. "Anyway, the Trixie thing is...it's stupid. And kinda physically impossible anyway, and since it's kind of a...kind of a not-so-nice thing, I shouldn't—"

Sunset pursed her lips. "Will you let me use my magic to see it?" she asked. "I can decide whether or not it's...well, whether we should move on."

Flash blinked. "Uhh...sure."

Sunset reached over and touched Flash's forehead. Her eyes began to glow. The rest of the girls watched her with interest.

After a long moment, Sunset sat back, eyes wide. "Dude, that's messed up," she said. A laugh escaped her. "That's so messed up!"

Flash laughed sheepishly. "I know, right?"

Sunset shook her head. "No, you gotta share that one. That's...that's like the craziest thing I've ever...man..."

Rainbow leered, leaning forward. "Oooh, this sounds like it's gonna be awesome!"

Twilight shot Sunset a reproachful look. "Sunset? You're encouraging this?"

Sunset snorted. "Calm down, Twilight. People can have dark thoughts and fantasies and not be bad people. It's...it's therapeutic!"

Twilight frowned. "Well...that's true. But still..."

"You don't know Trixie the way we do," Rainbow said. "Whatever this is, it's gonna be—y'know, what Sunset said—for all of us."

Nobody agreed with her, but they didn't outright protest. Rarity coughed. "I...am simply morbidly curious, given Sunset's reaction," she said.

"I, umm...I kind of am too," Fluttershy said. "But...is it a rape thing?" she asked, looking at Sunset.

Sunset frowned. "Well...yeah," she said. "I mean, there's definitely not any consent involved. But that doesn't mean Flash wants to, I mean..." She shrugged. "Don't you all have dark impulses sometimes you'd never really act on? Like...shoplifting or beating the crap out of somebody?"

The girls looked at each other.

"Well...yes," Fluttershy admitted. "I..." She ducked her head. "I often fantasize about taking Mom's hedge clippers to Zephyr's, umm...penis."

Flash cringed.

"But he ogles my body and he's my brother and that's wrong!" Fluttershy insisted.

"No argument there," Rainbow said. "And yeah, I get the whole dark urges thing."

Applejack sighed. "Shoot, even Ah git it," she said. "Hell, only reason Sunset still has a head is mah family needs me too much fer me t' git locked up fer murder." She paused, then added, "Ah mean, back when Sunset was still...y'know..." She gave Sunset a sheepish smile, scratching the back of her head.

Sunset paled. "Uhh...y-yeah...thanks for not murdering me, Applejack. Really appreciate it."

Pinkie drummed on the table with her hands. "Okay! Enough awkward bring-down stuff! Let's hear about this crazy Trixie-fucking head-fanfic Flash has!"

Flash grimaced. "Ah, jeez...I'm not even sure how to describe this one..." He looked at Sunset.

Sunset rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Hmm..." She looked at her friends. "Say, you all have your pendants, right?" As the girls all nodded, Sunset leaned forward. "There's something I've been wanting to try. I got it to work with Twilight once, when we were testing the limits of our new powers." She glanced at Flash. "Do you mind being the guinea pig for an experiment?"

"Uhh...I guess?" Flash hazarded. "What's the risk here?"

"Worst case scenario? Everybody in the room sees way too much of the inside of your mind," Sunset said. "And by that I mean your thoughts, not your splattered brains. Basically, I'm gonna see if I can't share your little Trixie fantasy directly from your mind to theirs."

"You can do that?" Applejack asked, tilting her head.

"I might be able to," Sunset said. "I was able to share some of my own memories with Twilight when we tried it."

"That...was a really weird experience," Twilight said.

"Yeah, it...it does kinda share the emotions along with the imagery," Sunset cautioned. "If this works, you won't just see the fantasy, you'll feel it."

"Not entirely certain I want to know what it feels like to defile Trixie," Rarity said with a distasteful grimace.

"I do!" Rainbow declared cheerfully. Everybody shot her an odd look.

Flash tugged at the hem of his shirt. "So, uhh...what do I have to do?"

Sunset smirked. "Just lie back and think of Trixie."

As Sunset touched Flash's forehead and her eyes lit up, her pendant lifted up on an invisible surge of magic. Around the room, the other girls' pendants reacted, sparkles of magic surrounding them. One by one, their eyes lit up with the same white glow as Sunset's.

Fluttershy's basement faded from their perceptions, and a dimly-lit theater took its place...

* * * * *

"Thank you," Trixie said to an applauding audience as she took a bow. She stood on stage, dressed in a dark blue corset teddy with matching heels, a detached tuxedo collar and cuffs with a dark blue bowtie, and her regular purple pointy wizard's hat. "And for the next illusion, we have a special guest magician! Tonight only, The Great and Powerful TRIXIE! will be playing the part of the lovely assistant! Please give a warm round of applause for Trixie's associate, The Amazing Sentrini!"

Flash, dressed in a black tuxedo, walked onto the stage and waved. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! I, the Amazing Sentrini, have something truly spectacular for you all tonight!" Trixie's scantily-clad assistants walked on stage, wheeling a long table with a lacquered wooden casket on top. Once the table was placed stage center, they bent low and locked the wheels, then stepped away. "Before your very eyes, I will divide my lovely assistant Trixie into three pieces without any harm coming to her!" As the crowd clapped, Flash opened the lid of the casket and gestured to it with a flourish. Trixie climbed up the side of the table and into the casket, lying down inside. Flash closed the lid and locked it down, then reached into a basket mounted at the head of the table and pulled out a large, thick, solid metal blade. He showed the blade to the audience, then inserted it into a slot around where Trixie's neck would be. With a hard shove and a solid thunk, the blade slid clean through, the handle flush with the top of the casket. Flash then took a second heavy blade and inserted it into a slot almost at the midpoint of the casket, slamming it down with a solid thunk. Once the blades were settled, he unsnapped a series of latches on the casket, then unlocked the wheels on the table.

The audience gasped in amazement as Flash pushed three separate smaller tables, each with a piece of the casket presumably containing Trixie, apart from each other. He walked over to the smallest piece and turned it upright, opening the front to reveal Trixie's smiling head. Trixie gave the audience a wink, and they broke into applause. "How do you feel, Trixie?" Flash asked.

"I feel beside myself with amazement!" Trixie said. The audience chuckled.

"Well, let's check on the rest of her just to make sure she's unharmed and as lovely as ever," Flash said. He walked to the middle piece of the casket and lifted it upright, turning it to face the audience. He swung open the lid, revealing Trixie's corset-clad torso and bare arms from the waist to the neck.

Somehow, in between getting into the casket and being cut in thirds, Trixie had become handcuffed.

Off to the side, Trixie stared at her own body, blinking. "Wait, how—when—?"

"Let's have a round of applause for that perfect, sexy body!" Flash said with a smile. "You know, I never really stopped to appreciate how amazing your breasts are, Trixie." He reached into the casket and tugged down on the cups of Trixie's corset, baring her pert blue breasts to the audience.

Trixie blushed. "Wh-what are you—"

Flash fondled Trixie's bare breasts as the audience applauded. Trixie's torso writhed around, straining against her handcuffs even as she yelled furious, embarrassed protests. Loud thumping could be heard from the third, still closed, portion of the casket.

Flash moved on to the third casket, wheeling it front and center. The lid jerked and thumped as Trixie kicked around inside it. "Sounds like my lovely assistant is a bit agitated," Flash said. "Can't have her ruining the grand finale, can we?" He removed the lid from the casket, and a blue-heeled shoe kicked out; he set the lid aside, then pulled out a magic wand and tapped each wall of the casket.

The sides and foot of the casket fell away, revealing Trixie's hips and legs thrashing madly around on the bare floor of the box. Carefully ducking her frantic kicks, Flash worked some hidden latches and releases on the table, collapsing it inward and locking the wheels, reducing its width by more than half. He then took hold of the bottom of the casket and, with a sharp tug, pulled it out from underneath Trixie's bottom and carelessly tossed it to the stage floor. "And now, for my last trick," Flash said, spreading a cloth over Trixie's crotch and tapping it with his wand. When he pulled the cloth away, Trixie's corset teddy had vanished, leaving her lower half wearing only high heels. Dropping the wand and cloth, Flash dropped his pants...

Trixie's eyes widened in alarm. "Flash Sentry, don't you DARE—!"

Flash hauled Trixie's legs over his shoulders as he rubbed his dick against her sex. In the middle casket, Trixie's torso writhed and struggled. Trixie let out a sharp, pained gasp as Flash penetrated her; her legs twitched in the air as he fucked her. In the middle casket, her writhing and thrashing turned to up-and-down bobbing, her breasts bouncing with every pump of Flash's hips into hers. Trixie's protests turned into ragged moans and sharp gasps.

All the while, the audience clapped wildly.

When Flash reached his limit, he pulled out. His first spray of cum landed on Trixie's thighs and crotch.

His second spray mysteriously appeared on her bare breasts.

His third and final blast somehow ended up on her face, even though her head was fifteen feet away.

Spent, Flash took a bow, and the curtain closed as the audience cheered...

* * * * *

In a haze, the group's perceptions shifted from the fading theater to the coolness of Fluttershy's basement. Trailing particles of magic glimmered and winked out between them as Sunset's eyes returned to normal and she sat back, blinking away her trance.

The girls all stared at Flash, who ducked his head and looked away.

"Dude," Rainbow breathed. "That...that was sick."

Rarity wrinkled her nose. "Don't take this the wrong way, darling, but...have you perhaps considered professional help?"

"That was weirder than the weirdest weird I ever weirded," Pinkie said, eyes wide.

Twilight was green. "I...I think I'm gonna be sick," she said shakily. "And...I also feel excited," she added numbly. "I am so confused."

Applejack shook her head. "No," she said. "Ah jes'...no."

Fluttershy shuddered. "That was horrible," she mewled. "But also really intense..."

Flash sighed. "Yeah," he said. "I...I don't know what to—"

Rainbow Dash stood up suddenly, crossed the room, and crouched down in front of Flash. Without a word, she grabbed his jacket out of his lap and tossed it aside, then undid his belt and zipper.

Flash blinked. "R-Rainbow?"

"You win," Rainbow said as she worked Flash's already-hard dick free of his underwear and began slowly stroking it with her right hand. "My pussy's so wet right now we're gonna need to shampoo that couch." The girls who had been sitting with her wrinkled their noses and discreetly moved to other seats.

"Wait, seriously?" Flash asked. "But you just said that was—"

"Yeah, it was sick, but it was sick in the best way," Rainbow said. "Some of the stuff I get off to is really, really wrong."

Rarity pursed her lips. "As demented and disturbing as that was, there was also a certain...naughty thrill," she admitted. "Sort of an extreme BDSM thing."

"Yeah, I figure Trixie would be into S&M," Pinkie said, "but I never thought Flash would be into it. Or whatever that was."

"How did you even come up with something like that?" Fluttershy wondered.

Flash looked from Rainbow, who was giving him a slow handjob, to Fluttershy. "Umm..." He coughed. "I was watching some lame magic show on TV one night while I was surfing for porn, and I started looking up porn of girls in those outfits. Then I started thinking about Trixie wearing one, and it just kinda went downhill from there."

"Boy Ah'll say," Applejack muttered.

"Hey Pinkie, record this, I wanna see what I look like givin' head later," Rainbow said.

"Sure," Pinkie said, moving into position with her phone as Rainbow looked up at Flash, keeping her eyes locked on his as she flicked her tongue across the tip of his dick.

The girls watched with varying degrees of fascination, incredulity, and revulsion as Rainbow's head bobbed up and down in Flash's lap, filling the basement with loud, wet slurping and popping sounds. Flash grunted and breathed heavily, tangling his fingers in Rainbow's wild hair as he pounded into her mouth.

"So...this is a thing?" Twilight asked. "This is a thing we're doing? We're sitting around Fluttershy's basement watching Rainbow Dash go down on your boyfriend? After we all lived his fantasy of basically raping Trixie in front of a live audience?"

"Looks that way," Sunset said. She blinked as Flash wrapped an arm around her and began kneading her breast through her sweatshirt. "Yep, just another regular Saturday get-together for the Rainbooms," she said dryly, shaking her head.

"Ah cannot believe this," Applejack muttered.

"And yet, you're watching it," Pinkie said cheerfully. Applejack blushed and coughed.

Flash grunted as he came; most of it went into Rainbow's mouth, but some ended up on her face and in her hair. She swallowed lazily, then let out a ragged moan and climbed up onto the sofa, leaning back and slightly into Flash. "Dude, that rocked," she said. "I gotta start suckin' dick more often."

"I bet Soarin would love a blowjob like that," Flash said.

Fluttershy grimaced. "I'll go get some wet wipes," she said. "You've got a little...umm...kind of everywhere." She paused, then amended, "Actually maybe you should go take a shower and, umm...maybe borrow some clean underwear and pants from me?"

Rainbow looked down at herself. "Yeah, probably a good idea," she said, standing up with a groan and heading up the stairs.

Fluttershy followed her. "I'll be right back with some wet wipes for you, Flash," she said. As she left, the basement lapsed into silence. Until...

"Hey, we never did get to hear what you'd do to the rest of us!" Pinkie complained.

Flash looked around. "But...I won the bet," he said. "It's over."

"Oh, come on!" Pinkie cried. "You can't leave us hanging like that!"

"Honestly, I got nothin'," Flash said. "Besides, do you really want me to...y'know...keep going?"

"YES!" Pinkie declared.

Sunset hummed thoughtfully. "How about this?" she suggested. "Now that we know that thought-sharing thing works, when Rainbow and Fluttershy get back we'll keep going." She counted on her fingers. "If you can come up with something really hot for me, Twilight, Applejack, and Rainbow—oh, and any other girls from school you want—if you can make it hot enough to get all of us worked up, you can have sex with Pinkie Pie."

Pinkie blinked. "Huh? Wait, why me?"

"You're the one who wants to keep going," Sunset said simply.

Pinkie tilted her head. "Well, that's true. Also, I guess I don't mind being the prize for winning the bonus round."

Flash blinked. "Seriously?" His dick started to twitch again. The girls noticed and smirked. He yelped and covered his crotch with his hands.

Sunset grinned. "Yeah...we're totally gonna do this," she said.

"And then you're totally gonna do me!" Pinkie cheered, giggling.

Twilight facepalmed. "You girls are crazy," she moaned.