Author's Note

WARNING, this episode contains: Discord x Fluttershy, gangbang, 5-way, and a bunch of magical copies.

Episode 12 - Discordant Harmony

“There, all finished. Everything is finally perfect for our tea party!”

Discord put his mismatched hands on his hips, his smile growing wider as he scanned the room. A room that, through the hard work of he and his copies over the last hour, was absolutely, positively normal. Gone were the bags of ginseng that could actually sing, gone was the pinata with the serious sneezing problem, gone was the flying teapot with wings. Even his floating furniture, a staple of his abode, had been wrangled to the floor by the laws of gravity, a truly boring sight in a usually chaotic home.

And, with Fluttershy stopping by, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Good job, gang.” The creature of chaos turned towards his hard-hat wearing brethren and grinned. “Now then, go and prepare the tea while I practice my lines. This party has to be perfect for Flutter—”

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Discord froze mid-speech. Was that…? It couldn’t be!

“Discord?” A soft, angelic voice that could only belong to his best friend came from outside the door. “I’m here for our tea party! I hope it’s alright that I’m early!”

Discord’s eyes widened. His pupils dilated to the size of pinpricks. Just when he thought he had everything under control, Fluttershy had gone and thrown a wrench in his plans. How was he supposed to know that she’d come early?

After a split second of panic, Discord took a deep breath to center himself, looked at his copies, and pointed them towards the kitchen. “Go and finish the tea. We’ll just have to find a way to preoccupy ourselves in the meantime.”

Nodding as his copies rushed off, Discord apprehensively made his way towards the door. His friendship with Fluttershy was one of—if not the—most important thing to him, so he felt like his nerves were completely founded. Everything he had worked on over the past day had been for this moment, this single tea party, and he couldn't fail now!

Pausing to take one last, deep breath, Discord worked up enough courage to open the door. There, looking up at him with a smile—the same smile that had warmed his chaotic heart all those years ago—was Fluttershy.

“Discord! I'm so excited to finally see where you live!”

He couldn’t help but return her smile with one of his own—even if his stomach was doing flips as he tried to remember his pre-planned lines. “G-greetings, friend. Please do come in.”

Holding open the door, Discord bit his bottom lip as the pegasus took a step inside. It was the moment of truth—would she look at his home in disgust? Horror? Maybe she’d end their friendship right then and there!

“I can't wait to see how... uh…” Fluttershy walked forward, paused, and then, for some reason, blushed. “Oh. Oh my.”

Discord had been prepared for many reactions, but he had certainly not been expecting embarrassment! “Is something amiss?”

The wings on Fluttershy’s back began to twitch. “Um, no, no, not at all. It's just not what I expected.” She licked her lips. “It's quite... lovely.”

Discord’s heart soared inside his chest. He had done it! Fluttershy thought his home was lovely! Oh, everything was going so much better than he had hoped!

“Oh, good!” He closed his eyes, bowed, and then waved a hand in the direction of his sofa. “Then please, take a seat!”

FOOMPH!

Fluttershy’s wings immediately sprang out from her sides. Discord, startled, watched as the mare’s face turned beet-red, her wide eyes never leaving—

Oh. ‘Oh my’ indeed!

Discord’s jaw fell to the floor—both figuratively and literally—as he followed Fluttershy’s gaze to the couch. A couch that was currently occupied by one of his copies, who was sprawled out on his back like he owned the thing. What had both Discord and Fluttershy’s attention, however, was between the draconequus’s legs—sticking straight up from a plump, fuzzy sheath was a familiar spire of bright blue flesh, one that already had a drop of chaotic seed perched upon its tip.

Discord’s heart fell into the pit of his stomach. A flying teapot was one thing, but having an erect version of himself sprawled out on the couch was another! What was his copy thinking!? Now Fluttershy was sure to end their friendship, especially seeing as he had just told her to ‘take a seat’!

“Oh, Fluttershy! I’m so sorry!” He shielded the mare’s eyes from view with a paw. “Give me a moment to fix this and then we can have our tea!”

A hoof landed on his outstretched arm. “Um, Discord?”

Discord winced. Here it comes! A friendship ruined! “Y-yes, Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy gently pushed his hand away, her eyes still glued to the copy on the couch. “I think I’ll take that seat, if that’s alright with you….”

Discord put his mismatched hands on his hips, his smile growing wider as he scanned the room. A room that, through some convincing by a certain pegasus, was absolutely, positively chaotic. Singing bags of ginseng flew around the room, passing a sneezing pinata as they raced a teapot with wings. Even his floating furniture had returned, and on one was the most chaotic thing he had ever seen.

“Oh, Discord! More! Give me—mmph!”

Discord’s grin turned villainous as he looked between his legs, watching as a pair of butterfly-emblazoned cheeks bounced against his lap. Both he and Fluttershy—as well as most of his magical copies—were on the couch ‘passing the time’ as they waited for their tea, creating a tangled mess of limbs and fur. The copy who had gotten them all in this mess was still on his back, his arms wrapped around Fluttershy as he pistoned his cock in and out of her steamy depths. Discord himself was standing behind the mare, his shaft buried within the tight, constricting confines of her backdoor. Two more copies were crowding the opposite end of the couch, spit-roasting the mare between four lust-hungry draconequi looking to show her a good time.

Sure, it wasn’t a normal tea party, but he certainly wasn’t complaining!

Discord kept himself still for a moment, loving how the pony's ass squeezed around his shaft. The nice thing about having several of himselves fucking the mare at once was that he could feel everything they could. He could feel the mare's folds hugging his rod, feel the warm lines of mare-honey trickling down the contours of his sac, feel the mare's tongue dancing around his shaft. It was no surprise, then, that he could already feel a rumbling deep within his balls—nopony, not even a creature of chaos such as himself, could handle that amount of pleasure! Not that he had any intentions of ending their party so soon, of course—the host only finished once his guests had finished, and he was nothing if not a good host!

Eyes roaming up the curves of his friend’s back, Discord watched as two of his copies forcefully fed the mare their cocks. Fluttershy took the double face-fucking like a champ, eyes closed and cheeks rosy as she rode his other copy's shaft. She even had the wherewithal to reach out and play with their low-hanging sacs, jiggling their balls around as they brewed their special draconequus tea.

Gaze returning to the cleft of his friend’s ass, each voluptuous mound already pink from their chaotic coupling, Discord brought his hands down and began to pull out. Inch after inch of bright blue cock slipped from the mare’s anus, tugging on the dark, puffed-out ring of flesh as it exited. Both his paw and claw began kneading her plot as he reached the apex of his thrust, only to give the mounds a hearty slap as he shoved forward again. The tapered tip of his rod punched through with ease, piercing her ponut like a mighty spear. His stay inside would be much shorter lived than the last, though he wouldn’t be gone for long—in the blink of an eye he began thrusting like a draconequus possessed, rutting the mare's ass with butt-slapping humps that filled the room with sound.

“Hey!” Discord glanced towards the kitchen to see another one of his copies, this one with a cliche chef hat upon its head. “Hurry it up! The tea is almost ready!”

Discord rolled his eyes, hips still slamming his cock back and forth. “Oh, don’t be such a party pooper!” He glanced at the two Discords opposite him, noting that, somehow, one of them had wedged himself balls deep between Fluttershy’s lips—literally balls deep, and as the mare gargled on fat, draconequus sac Discord felt a rush of chaotic pride. “Nice job, me! But, you heard the man. Let’s wrap this up!”

In almost perfect harmony the gaggle of Discords all nodded their heads, and in almost perfect syncopation they matched their original's torrent pace. Fluttershy let loose a high-pitched, ball-muffled squeal as she was bred as hard and as fast as the draconequi could go, her muscles locking up as she hung on for the ride. The added tightness brought Discord even greater pleasure, making his balls tighten as they prepared to relinquish their creamy load.

Fluttershy, however, would be the first to go. Eyes wide and wings stiff on her back, the pegasus moaned around draconequus nuts as she clenched around draconequus shaft. The warm, velveteen folds clamped down on the meaty rod like a vice, holding it in place as if daring it to dump its seed into her womb. That, plus the added sensation of her backdoor squeezing him like a stress-ball, was more than enough to send Discord over the edge. This, in turn, finished his copies off as well, and all four draconequi hissed in pleasure as their shafts began to spasm. Gooey lines of seed shot from their cocks and filled their respective holes, dousing Fluttershy's mouth, pussy, and ponut with their chaotic cum.

"Whew...." Discord wiped his forehead as his orgasm came to an end, shaft still buried balls deep beneath Fluttershy's tail. "Well, that certainly was... chaotic."

Looking up, Discord watched as the two copies at his friend's face pulled themselves free with a wet pop, leaving the mare panting in satisfaction as their spit-soaked junk dangled between their legs. Fluttershy, clearly exhausted, leaned forward and began lapping at their softening rods, cleaning them as they receded into their sheaths. Only once the two-toned flesh had disappeared did she relent, and even then she simply moved down to their balls, kissing their spent sacs as if thanking them for the load now sloshing inside her stomach.

"Mmph!" Discord grunted, his cock flexing as he felt every teasing lick his copies had to endure. He could feel himself getting hard again, his balls not yet fully spent, but, with a metallic clang, his chef-copy interrupted their afterglow by setting a tray down on a nearby table.

"There, tea is served! Quickly now, don't want it getting cold, do you?"

Discord grinned. "Ah, good! Hear that, Fluttershy? The tea is—"

He looked down, only to see the mare passed out on the couch, head mashed against the cushion and ass pressed into his lap. On her lips was a small, delicate smile, the same kind of smile that, even if there were strands of cum on her face, always had a way of warming his heart from the inside out.

He smiled. "Well, I guess the tea can wait...."