Dream a Little Dream

by YukoAsho

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Romance, Sex, Daring Do, Big Macintosh, Random, Princess Celestia
Length: 40425

Twilight Sparkle looks at her friends' dreams. What could go wrong?

Twilight Sparkle has just completed her latest magical achievement: An amulet that lets her look into the dreams of other ponies! However, she needs empirical data before she can brand it a success and report to Princess Celestia! Join Twilight Sparkle as she embarks on an insane adventure of the subconscious kind! Will her amulet work? And what will she find?

It's time to dream a little dream with Twilight Sparkle!

Published 2012-07-08 22:54:04 UTC
Last updated 2012-08-06 03:45:12 UTC

Chapter 2: Applejack

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Dream a Little Dream

By Yuko Asho

Chapter 2: Applejack

After a thorough shower, Twilight Sparkle sat at her desk with a parchment and quill. She had to be careful in every single detail, every single word. The enchantment, as it turns out, was the simple part. A quick check of her calculations found no errors. No, the dream was Fluttershy’s, and Twilight had to chronicle it down to the most minute detail. Her cheeks flared up as the words flowed from her quill to the page, the magic holding her quill proving difficult to maintain as her thoughts drifted to Fluttershy’s dream.

Staring at the notes she took, she couldn’t help but notice her sharp appraisal of Fluttershy. She shook her head slightly at herself. “Maybe I’m being too harsh on her,” she said to no one in particular, sighing as she looked at the words on the page. “She’s the nicest pony I know, it’s not like she’s some kind of nymph-”

Luna continued to pound Fluttershy’s throat relentlessly, pulling almost completely out of her mouth only to drive back in with equal force, rocking the pegasus’ body and causing the bed to creak loudly. Sloppy, wet noises filled the air as Fluttershy eagerly sucked and slurped on the aggressively thrusting cock, drool running up her face and into her eyes, forcing her to occasionally wipe her face. Other than that, though, she was still, only her lewd sucking and the gushing of her trembling, horny pussy differentiating her from a doll.

Twilight Sparkle shook her head vigorously, trying to push the thought out of her head. “Okay,” she admitted. “I’m not being too harsh after all. Nymphomaniac it is. Or perhaps she just wants to be a nymphomaniac, I dunno.” Vigorously brushing aside her value judgments, Twilight spent the better part of the day detailing Fluttershy’s dream, making sure that she was completely accurate and left nothing unwritten. It just wouldn’t do to have errors, after all.

By the time she was done, the sky was a soft orange as the sun began to set. She felt her stomach grumble violently. Damn, she chided herself inwardly, I totally forgot to eat!

Slipping her notes into a chest and locking it securely with her magic, she made her way to the library proper, slipping the dream-seeing amulet back around her neck. Spike greeted her with an exasperated huff and a claw on his shoulder.

“What’s up with you, Twilight!?” he exclaimed. “You’ve been cooped up all day in that room! Did something happen with Fluttershy last night?”

“Eheh, oh nothing!” Twilight put on her best poker face. “Nothing happened at all!”

If it was possible to lose and win at poker at the same time, Twilight would have at this moment. “Something wrong with the dream amulet?” Spike probed, narrowing his gaze upon the gold-and-amethyst trinket.

“Well, not wrong, but...” Twilight thought for a moment, wondering how she was going to get out of this without explaining what she experienced. Her eyes lit up as an idea hit her full-force. Ow! She thought. She hated it when ideas smacked her like that. “I just need to gather more data! That’ll do it!”

Spike simply shook his head. “Well, why not try it with me?”

“Sorry,” Twilight replied, pursing her lips into a soft frown. “It only works on ponies.” Honestly, she might have been better off had it been effective cross-species, as Spike shouldn’t have anything near as... Developed an imagination as her grown-up friends.

Suddenly, she imagined Rarity and Spike for a moment. Together.

Perhaps being pony-only was good after all, if only because it preserved her sanity. “Anyway,” Twilight resumed, trying to get the thought of dragon-on-unicorn action out of her already-flustered head, “I’m gonna head out to Sweet Apple Acres. Free food, more data, can’t be beat! You know where the gems are! Don’t break anything!” She trotted a bit more gingerly than she’d have liked toward the front door, giving Spike a farewell wave before leaving.

As the door shut, Spike tilted his head diagonally, blinking a few times as he tried to digest what he’d just experienced. “She wasn’t this weird back in Canterlot,” he sighed in frustration.

Applejack wiped the sweat from her brow as she put the last basket of apples on the wagon. Another hard day of apple bucking was done, and she was all the happier for it. Satisfied that the baskets were secure, she trotted over to the front of the wagon, where Big Macintosh was strapping his collar onto the harness, checking everything carefully.

“You ready to go, Big Mac?” Applejack chirped at her brother.

“Eeyup,” he confirmed with a confident grin. The grin faded, however, as he looked up and saw the sun setting. “I ain’t sure ‘bout headin’ out this late, though.”

“Can’t be helped.” Applejack shrugged and patted her brother on the side. “We’re behind schedule enough as it is, what with Applebloom and her friends damn near wreckin’ the barn.” She gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath. When the three of them came by yesterday, full of Cutie Mark Crusader bravado, Applejack should have known better than to let them help round the barn! Those three are fixin’ to kill themselves, actin’ all crazy like that! Applejack screamed inwardly. And now the damned crop duster’s shot to the Everfree!

Seeing his sister fuming, Big Macintosh cleared his throat. “Now c’mon AJ,” he chided. “You know ain’t no use dwellin’ on the past.” He gestured at the huge load on the wagon. “’Sides, with this here haul, we gonna make enough bits to buy ourselves three o’ four more crop dusters! Maybe get one wit’ filly-proof locks.”

That line made Applejack giggle and smile beside herself. If any pony knew how to lift her spirits up, it was her big brother. “Maybe we should just filly-proof the whole orchard?” she offered, suppressing another chuckle.

Now Big Mac was laughing as well. “Heck, I dunno how to do that, short o’ just puttin’ a fireproof dome up.”

Applejack raised an eyebrow at that. “Over the orchard?”

“Naw.” Big Mac shook his head. “Over the fillies.”

The two of them laughed for a moment at that. Sticking those three girls in a locked dome until they reached mare-hood was sounding mighty appealing right about now. Eventually, Applejack smacked her brother on the flank with a hind hoof, still smiling ear to ear. “Oh, get goin’, ya big oaf!” Her casual, friendly tone made it clear that she only meant that in the kindest way possible. “It’s a long while o’ hard gallopin’ to get to Appleloosa, y’all ain’t got all night!”

With a nod, Big Mac leaned over and kissed Applejack on the forehead. “You watch over them trees, now. I don’t wanna come back and find that the Crusaders done burned them all!”

“Oh, don’t you worry none ‘bout that!” Applejack assured him, adjusting her stetson hat and winking at her brother. “Now get goin’! We got crop dusters to buy!”

Returning the wink, Big Mac reared up and was on his way, trotting as fast as he could without disturbing the apples too much. How he managed to do measure his strength so perfectly, Applejack would never know. As one pony left, however, another could be seen in the distance trotting towards the orchard. Applejack squinted her eyes, trying to make out just who was visiting her now. To her surprise, it was Twilight Sparkle!

Hold up, Applejack thought, noticing the amulet around Twilight’s neck. Twilight don’t normally abide by fancy jewelry. What’s she got that for? Twilight looked absolutely exhausted by the time she ran up to Applejack, and any pony within two hoofball fields’ distance could hear the unicorn’s stomach growling. Applejack shook her head and gave her friend a weak smile.

“H-hey there, Applejack.” Twilight was gasping between words, and she was drooling slightly from the prolonged hunger.

“Lemmie guess,” Applejack deadpanned. “You forgot to eat today, right?”

“Eheh.” Twilight grinned sheepishly, trying not to scratch the back of her head. “Yeah. Very important research.”

Applejack sighed and shook her head, chuckling softly under her breath. “C’mon sugar cube, let’s get some food in ya, you can tell me all ‘bout it.”

The two mares spent the hour eating at a wooden table. Apple dumplings, fritters, pies, strudel, Twilight ate it all quite gleefully, an entire day of note-taking on an empty stomach clearly having taken its toll. Much of the hour had been spent with Twilight explaining the enchantment she was testing out, and nearly all of the explanation went right over Applejack’s head. As a regular earth pony, she never really thought about all that magic stuff, which is probably just as well, as there were way too many big, fancy words coming out of Twilight’s mouth for Applejack to follow.

Her head throbbing, Applejack lifted a fore-hoof while taking a bite of her dumpling. “Whoa there, girl,” she said sternly, cutting Twilight off before the learned pony could go off into another tangent. “Let’s just get to the point, how ‘bout that?”

Twilight giggled nervously, realizing that she’d just talked a friend’s ear off for the second night in a row. “Sorry about that,” she murmured. She was really going to have to work on making her explanations more concise. “Point is, I can look into other ponies’ dreams with this!” She tapped her amulet and smiled proudly. “I’ve already tried it on Fluttershy, and it worked flawlessly! I just wanna take a few more samples to make sure it works.”

Applejack nodded. “Well, I can appreciate ya bein’ thorough, Twilight.” Her smile faltered slightly as realization hit her. “Why do I get the feeling you’re about to ask me to..?”

“Please?” Twilight’s lavender eyes went all sparkly as she leaned over the table, gazing intently into her friend’s green eyes. “I promise it won’t hurt!”

Applejack sighed softly. She knew in her heart that Twilight never wanted to hurt her. She also knew how weird Twilight could get when things don’t go well. “You sure this is safe?” Promise or not, she was still a bit skeptical.

“Hey, nothing bad happened to Fluttershy, right?” Twilight offered, the right side of her smile twitching ever so slightly.

Back in her house, Fluttershy lay on her bed, her fore hooves between her hind legs as she desperately massaged her aching cunt. She’d been embarrassed the whole day since Twilight told her that the dream amulet worked. It hadn’t helped that the whole day, she was dripping love honey between her legs, eliciting scandalized looks from other ponies, and even her animal friends. Her cheeks were bright red with shame most of the day, and her pussy had responded in kind – she was desperate for release! After a while, she realized that her hooves just weren’t going to work tonight. It was at that point that an annoyed Angel popped in, the little white bunny glaring at her. He was clearly tired of his caretaker masturbating wildly every single night when he was trying to sleep. The two of them had been under the same roof for years, and Fluttershy was normally so considerate. He was going to have to help her find a way to deal with her problem that didn’t wake him up!

“A-Angel?” Fluttershy’s voice was soft and timid, but undeniably lusty. “C-Could you, um, get Mr. Grizzles? I, uh, need help.”

Angel let out a flustered sigh and nodded in defeat before turning around to fetch the grizzly bear. Well, he thought to himself ruefully, there goes any chance of sleeping tonight.

Twilight sighed happily as she sunk into the nice, soft bed Applejack offered her. It was simple, just a soft down bed without any fancy bedposts. Indeed, the room she and Applejack were in was lacking in any decoration whatsoever. It was humble and practical, much like the pony who slept in it.

“Now you be careful there,” Applejack sternly told Twilight. “That’s Big Mac’s bed. Last thing I need is him complainin’ about it gettin’ all punctured and the like.”

Twilight rolled her eyes and grinned softly. “Don’t worry,” Twilight assured her, “I told you when I levitated the bed over here that nothing would happen.” She couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Why did every other non-unicorn think she was some kind of klutz that just carelessly stuck her horn into things? “Anyway, just sleep like normal, and the amulet should do the rest. You won’t even know I’m in there.”

“If you say so, sugar cube,” Applejack replied softly. “As long as I don’t turn into a slug or something, it’s all good.”

Again, Twilight rolled her eyes. So she had one accident – one – and now every pony thinks she’s some mad scientist? Whatever, Twilight mused inwardly. The important thing is she’s letting you use the amulet on her. With that, the two ponies closed their eyes, relaxing and letting their super-soft beds carry them to sleep. Again, Twilight had one thought before she lost consciousness. Can’t be any crazier than Fluttershy’s dream.

Applejack sighed and wiped the sweat from her brow. Another hard day at the farm was done and done. The fields were always a pain in the rear, especially in the middle of summer. It didn’t help that this summer was abnormally hot. By Celestia! Applejack mused angrily as she gazed up at the cloudless sky. What in tarnation are those damned weather ponies up to?! We haven’t had a rain shower in weeks, and the lack of breeze ain’t helping either.

Still agitated at the heat, Applejack trotted lightly, not feeling like breaking out into a full run but desperate to get out some relief from the scorching heat. She was happy to slip into the house. A nice, long shower was on her mind, and nothing was going to get in her way.

She didn’t pay attention to the “knock first” sign on the bathroom door, so worked up as to forget simple courtesy. Walking into the bathroom, she noticed Big Macintosh already halfway in the tub, his collar next to the sink, his left fore-hoof just about to turn the water on. “Aw come on, Big Mac!” she pleaded, looking at her deeply-tanned sides in the mirror. “I really need to cool down!”

“Nope.” Big Macintosh shrugged. He’d spent the whole day in the same heat, pushing carriages full of apples to market, working the plow, and still bucked his share of apple trees. He could feel his skin starting to peel underneath his coat. “I’m ‘bout to shrivel up here if I don’t do something about this. Doctor’s already on my plot ‘bout heat exhaustion.”

Right now, it was Applejack who was exhausted. “I swear, you’re gettin’ as bad as Rarity!” she shot angrily at her brother. “I ain’t leavin’ till I get my shower!” The two of them stared for a moment at one another, neither seeming to budge. Then, Applejack saw her brother’s eyes light up.

“Well, we seem to be at an impasse here, sis,” he growled, his voice low and husky as his eyes started to linger on his sister’s flank. “I’m thinkin’ there’s only one way outta this that makes us both right happy.”

Applejack licked her lips and locked the door, setting her stetson hat on the doorknob. “Oh?” she purred playfully. She knew what it meant when her brother leered at her like that. Still, she had to play along; it wasn’t as fun if she didn’t at least act ignorant for a bit. “What do you have in mind, big bro?”

Big Mac’s grin widened as he licked his lips in kind. “Well, we just need to take a shower together, now don’t we?”

Right now, both Apples were grateful that the tub was as wide and long as it was. Both ponies liked wide, open spaces. Gave plenty of room to play around in, and as Applejack walked into the tub, they both knew there was going to be lots of ‘playing’.

Since ice cold water tended to have adverse effects on important parts of his anatomy, Big Mac slid the temperature up a bit before turning on the water. After a split-second of freezing cold spray which made both ponies gasp, the water began to warm up, just enough to wash the two hot, sweaty lovers in a soft, comforting warmth, complimenting the heat building up in their cores. Once the two were nice and comfortable, their lips met in a rough, passionate kiss, tongues dueling as they whimpered and moaned in delight. Soon, Big Mac’s strong, rough fore-hooves were caressing every corner of her lithe, toned body.

“Well now,” Big Mac drawled. “This here sure does beat fightin’, don’t it?”

“Mmm-hmm.” With her body trembling underneath her brother’s skilled hooves, Applejack couldn’t argue the point.

Big Mac’s hooves, made powerful from years of working heavy plows and lifting damn near anything the farm had to have lifted, were surprisingly gentle as they massaged Applejack’s chest and stomach, making her giggle a few times as he massaged the small teats hidden under her coat. Whimpering as his hooves drifted to her sides, Applejack let out a moan and shuddered.

“D-damn, Mac!” Applejack stammered between gasps, “how the hay do you not have mares all over you!?”

“I do,” her brother replied, leaning in and kissing Applejack’s neck. “They can try all they like, though it don’t matter none. I only got eyes for you.”

Applejack couldn’t help but blush at that remark. She knew what they were doing wasn’t right, and she knew that he knew it too, but damn if it didn’t feel amazing! Feeling his hooves rubbing her flank, Applejack let out a high-pitched wail, her blush intensifying. And those kisses! Her neck and shoulders were covered in goosebumps as Big Mac’s soft, moist lips and tongue lavished her upper body.

“Well, I...” Applejack gulped and let out an ecstatic moan, her back arching a bit from her brother’s touch. “I only got eyes for you too... Mmmm... Ain’t no other stallion can do me like you do.” She coughed at that last bit and looked around the bathroom shiftily. “N-not that I ever done tried any pony else...”

Finally releasing her flanks, Big Mac began to trail kisses down her body, his large, expressive eyes looking up at her, leaving her completely spellbound. “You know you’re gonna have to one day, right?” he asked. “It ain’t like we can have any young’uns.”

Applejack giggled at that remark between whimpers. “Yeah,” she agreed, “not unless we want kids crazier than Applebloom!”

Big Mac grinned at that. “Yeah, but y’know we’re gonna have to get this family growin’ soon.”

“Don’t mean we can’t keep doing this on the side!” Applejack interjected with a wink. “Y’know, for fun and stuff.”

Big Mac returned the wink, nodding in reply before his kisses led him between his sister’s quivering hind legs. Gazing up at her, he planted a soft, sweet kiss on her nether-lips, sending Applejack into a fit of crazed spasms. “Aaaah, oh shit!” Applejack screamed, arching her back and shivering with desire. “D-Damn, you know how to get a girl wound up!”

Not replying, Big Mac instead continued to pleasure Applejack’s quivering pussy, suckling it ever so gently between kisses and occasionally darting into it with his slimy, warm tongue. Within moments, Applejack was whimpering and crying out her ecstasy, her body way hotter than the water cascading over the two ponies now. Not yet satisfied with his work, he brought a fore hoof over to Applejack’s clit, gently rubbing it in teasing circles, careful to just touch it ever so softly, like the feathers he knew she liked to use when she was alone. Even with their bodies being caressed by the shower’s warm water, Big Mac could easily make out the taste of his sister’s lust; it was a bit fishy, but mixed in heavily with the sweet taste of warm apple dumplings.

His tongue and hoof continued to work on Applejack’s clit and pussy for what seemed like an eternity, Applejack moaning and gasping desperately for air as she tried to keep from passing out right then and there. Eventually, though, he backed away, coming back up and capturing his sister’s lips with his own, tongues dueling as they eagerly sucked on each others mouths, moaning and sighing blissfully in the passion of the moment.

Their kiss finally broke, leaving a thin trail of saliva connecting the two lovers for but a moment before it snapped out of existence. “Mmmmm, now that you got me all worked up,” Applejack purred, “I think I need a good, hard, plot-plowin’!”

Big Mac saluted and stood on his hind legs for a moment, showing off just how ready he was for said plowing. “Yes, ma’am!” he affirmed, winking playfully at her before reaching for a nearby bottle of shampoo. He always did like this here shampoo Applejack bought. Made her long, blonde mane shine like wheat at sunrise on harvest day, only so much softer and smoother. Of course, its slippery, thick nature made it a great lubricant. The stuff took forever to rub off skin and body fur, which was fine by him in this case. Waiting for Applejack to get on all fours and face the wall, he dabbed a generous glob of shampoo on his cock, drenching the giant, pulsating slab of stallion-hood before bringing his free fore-hoof down to rub the lot of it all over, grunting slightly as he did. Once he was satisfied that he’d coated himself evenly, he poured some shampoo over the trembling rosebud between his waiting sister’s flanks. He took a moment to rub it all around – he couldn’t get his giant hoof in there, but he could at least make sure her outer plot hole was nice and lubed. The shampoo on his cock should take care of the rest.

Applejack let out a whinny and shuddered as she waited for her brother to finish. “C’mon, now!” she exclaimed. “I ain’t made outta porcelain. Just get that big ol’ cock in there an’ fuck me already!”

Never one to disappoint, Big Mac mounted her, resting his fore-hooves just in front of hers, his strong front legs just inches from her ears as he pushed slowly. His gigantic cock took its sweet time forcing Applejack’s plot hole open, the orange mare whimpering and gasping at the gentle, controlled penetration. No matter how many times they did this, she never could get over just how damned thick that thing was! Between that and its length, it was a miracle her brother had any blood for the rest of his body! Not that she was complaining, of course. Inch after inch of that monstrosity slid into her, aided by the thick shampoo coating his cock and the welcoming inward tugging of her well-trained anal muscles.

She let out a long, throaty moan as Big Mac finally pushed fully inside her. The fullness she felt was unbelievable, and her sensitive body shuddered as the giant dong throbbed and pulsated within her, so full of life and ready to pound the hell out of her. However, Big Mac was a gentle-colt, so he took it slow at first, pushing in and out in measured strokes, making sure Applejack was nice and comfortable. He didn’t want to break her, after all.

Applejack was shivering with all sorts of sensations, her nerves a jumble of euphoria as her body began to heat up. “Aaaaahhh, d-damn!” She threw her head back, her long, flowing blonde hair slapping Big Mac in the face as she did. “Aahhh....” She was ready. Hell, she’d been ready since she woke up this morning, and here he was taking his sweet time! She looked over at her brother with a raised eyebrow. “Y-you’re gonna make me beg, ain’t you?”

Big Mac was about to speed up, but hearing those words from his sister and lover, he couldn’t help but grin and shrug as a playful mood struck him. “Only if you wanna,” he replied with a wink.

“Oh please!” Applejack moaned, exaggerating her cries just a bit for that porn-star effect. “Fuck that plot harder! Harder, damn it! Harder! I’m burnin’ up inside! I want it so bad!”

The over-acting made Big Mac chuckle a bit. He leaned over, using his weight for leverage as he whispered in her ear. “Well now, I can’t be sayin’ no to a lady, now can I?” With that, he turned on the power – his large, powerful muscles slamming his cock full-bore into his sweet little sister’s plot, making the girl squeal and moan in delight.

“Now that there’s the stuff!” Applejack cried, screaming her lungs out in ecstasy as she started bucking back against her brother’s powerful thrust. “See, that’s how you need to do it all the time!”

The two of them rutted for hours, kissing each other and expressing their love while Big Mac’s massive cock slammed into Applejack’s quivering, tightly-clenching plot hole again and again, the embrace of her muscles around his stallion-hood growing tighter with every time he drove in. The two were in heaven, barely noticing the soft cascade of water rushing over them as their bodies threatened to explode at any moment.

As they always did, the two of them shared their climax, Applejack’s empty, shuddering twat letting out a shower of love juices as her plot tightened around Big Mac’s tool, locking him in place as he grunted and shot wad after wad of white-hot semen into her, the two lovers moaning and shaking as their orgasms rocked their bodies.

All too soon, their taste of heaven was gone, and the two of them collapsed, Big Mac’s cock still buried in Applejack’s plot as the two of them lay inside the tub.

“You... You wanna start actually showerin’ now?” Applejack offered weakly.

“Naw, not right now,” Big Mac groaned in reply. “Let’s just enjoy the moment.”

And so, the two simply basked in the afterglow, sated and warmed by each others bodies as they recovered from the latest expression of their forbidden love.

Luna’s flanks! Twilight cursed inwardly as the sun came up, the warm light washing over her face as she woke up. Either there’s something wrong that I’m not seeing, or Applejack’s even more of a pervert than Fluttershy. Again, she was uncomfortably sticky between her hind legs, having once more orgasmed in her sleep. She’d never experienced a so-called ‘wet dream’ before, and to have two of them in as many nights was proving to be quite the drain. She was nearly as tired as she was when she went to bed, and her hind legs were sore, probably from rubbing herself in her sleep. And then there was the sore throat. Those love juices had to come from somewhere, after all.

Annoyingly, Applejack was bright and chipper as she jumped out of bed, absolutely radiating joy as she put on her stetson hat and trotted over to Twilight. “So, did it work?” she asked, excitement in her voice.

“Yeah, it did.” Twilight groaned, pulling the covers off. She blushed deeply as she looked shiftily from side to side. “You and your brother haven’t actually... you know...”

“’Course not!” Applejack replied emphatically. “That oaf’s way too damned tired at the end o’ the day for any o’ that anyway!”

Twilight simply nodded. At least there was that. After all, every pony has their share of strange dreams, right? Right?

Seemingly oblivious to her friend’s confusion, Applejack roughly pulled Twilight out of bed, the unicorn landing on her stomach. “C’mon, girl! I’ll fix ya some breakfast and show you the showers! Wouldn’t want you haulin’ Big Mac’s bed back to his room on an empty stomach, right?”

Twilight nodded again as she pushed herself up on all fours, happy for the continued hospitality. “Thanks, I’d like that.”

The two of them walked out of the room, giggling softly to one another. Applejack looked back inside for one moment, a small grin on her face. Maybe she’d leave his bed in her room tonight. She was going to be making him feel welcome when he got home anyway.

Chapter 3: Rainbow Dash

My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic TM and © 2012 Hasbro. This is a non-profit work of fan-fiction. No ownership of IP is implied.

Please feel free to point out any errors, so long as you do so in a constructive, civil manner.

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Dream a Little Dream

By Yuko Asho

Chapter 3: Rainbow Dash

Twilight Sparkle sighed softly as she put her latest batch of notes in her enchanted chest, making sure the magical lock was secure. Having once again gone through her calculations and still finding no errors, she came to a single conclusion.

My friends are perverts. Twilight shrugged slightly at that thought. Well, at least Fluttershy and Applejack are.

Of course, she wasn’t going to knock her friends for having vibrant fantasy lives. The two of them clearly were able to function in the world around them. Granted, the two of them needed ponies to warm their beds. Perhaps she could be a Good Friend(TM) and arrange a date with Luna for Fluttershy? Maybe ask around for a stallion Applejack could get involved with that was like her brother, only without the whole blood relation thing.

Shaking her head and pushing the thoughts out of her mind, Twilight focused on the task at hoof. She had to find the next subject for her dream amulet. Having already collected two friends’ samples, it shouldn’t be to hard to get the rest of her friends’ to let her try her amulet out. After all, if Fluttershy and Applejack came through it okay, no one had to worry about their home becoming a roost for electrified leeches or anything. She shuddered at that memory. She was the bane of all Canterlot for a month after that experiment.

Leaving her study, she once again found that she had spent much of the day jotting down notes. Spike was reading something on his own and munching on some rubies, apparently having found a graphic novel or something. Great for her; left her more able to focus. Gotta find one of the others, Twilight thought to herself. That data isn’t going to smack me in the face.

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering violently echoed through the library. Whatever it was, it was right behind her! Twilight turned around to investigate the source of the sound and was immediately bowled over as a celeste-and-rainbow-colored blur smacked her right in the face. She and her assailant tumbled on the floor from sheer momentum before slamming against the door. She was blinded for a moment, but she could still tell that she was on her back, with something heavy on top of her face.

“Sorry about that!” the perpetrator, Rainbow Dash, apologized as she slowly pushed herself up off the still-dazed Twilight Sparkle’s face.

Okay, maybe it will, Twilight corrected herself as she shook the stars out from her eyes. Aloud, she groaned as she got up on all fours, glaring at Rainbow Dash. “What the hay!? You know I have a door, right!?”

The offending rainbow-maned pegasus forced a giggle and looked around shiftily, trying not to look as guilty as she clearly was. “Yeah, about that,” Rainbow sighed. “I was trying a new stunt. Wanted to do a super-tight triple-loop while in a corkscrew spin, but kinda lost control.”

Twilight waved a hoof dismissively at her friend. “Yeah, whatever.” She shrugged slightly and walked up to Rainbow, a smile forming on her lips. “Actually, it’s just as well you came. I was hoping you could help me with something!”

“You’re not gonna turn me into spiders, are you?” Rainbow asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m not going to turn you into spiders, Rainbow Dash!” Twilight huffed. Really, where did ponies get stuff like this from? “C’mon, I’ll explain over dinner. My treat.”

That was more than enough to get Rainbow Dash’s attention.

“So lemmie get this straight,” Rainbow asked, taking a bite of her Fillydelphia cheese sandwich, “You’re looking into dreams?”

“Yep!” Twilight Sparkle was quite proud as she nodded, glancing down for a bit at the golden amulet she wore. She brought a spoonful of sweet potato pudding to her mouth and moaned softly at the sublime sweetness. It was different from the apple treats she had at Applejack’s, but there was still that soft, pleasant tingle in the mouth. If there was anything she loved about this place, it was that she couldn’t go wrong with anything on the menu. The owner was an absolute sweetheart too. I wonder if Chili would let me look in her dreams. Refocusing on the conversation at hoof, she smiled warmly at Rainbow Dash. “It’s been a rousing success so far! I’d say three more samples, and it’s ready to go to Princess Celestia!”

After a couple of blinks, Rainbow Dash replied with the first thing that came to her head. “Why?”

“Why!?” Twilight shot back in disbelief. “Think of how much this would help psychology! Finding the cause of a pony’s depression could be as simple as looking into a dream to see what’s on his or her mind! Or, or maybe a lawbreaker holding the secrets to his crime spree in that head of his! There’s just so much potential!” The glassy look she got back in response led Twilight to believe that her explanation had sailed right over Rainbow Dash’s head. It seemed the rainbow-maned flier was doomed to never understand the more complex parts of pony life and society. Oh yeah, she thought ruefully. I bet she has riveting dreams! The sheer sarcasm of her inner voice caused Twilight to shudder. She shouldn’t be prejudicing herself like this!

Rainbow Dash shrugged and took another bite of her sandwich. “Well, I guess that’s important.” She took a look at the amulet, admiring the craftsmanship if nothing else. “So, what? You wanna look in my dreams?”

“Yes, that’s right.” Twilight swallowed another spoonful of pudding. “I figure you and the others would be the best, since I know you all. Already tried it on Fluttershy and Applejack, it’s been pretty smooth sailing.” She conveniently left out the part where she’d discovered some new things about those two, and was elated when Rainbow Dash didn’t ask.

“I guess we can do that,” Rainbow mused aloud. “Though I’d have to sleep in your place. I know you can cast a spell to land on clouds, but I’ve never seen a non-pegasus sleep a full eight hours in the sky even then.”

“Hehe, yeah.” Twilight had to agree. Never minding that she didn’t want to risk magical interference, the idea of falling to her death in her sleep wasn’t exactly what she would call appealing. “So, you think you can stay over tonight?”

“Be glad to!” Rainbow Dash chirped. “You know me, always ready to help a friend.”

Twilight smiled and clapped her fore-hooves together. “Yay! This is gonna be fun!”

After returning to the library, the two ponies spent some time talking. Apparently, another completely random and not at all planned outbreak of pony pox swept across the weather ponies today. Thankfully, Rainbow Dash was able to enlist a couple of Ponyville’s pegasus ponies to help manage the skies. Still, without the full team, the scheduled rainstorm this week was going to have to be delayed, resulting in next week’s having to be longer and more powerful. Twilight only hoped that Applejack and Rarity would get along this time.

As Luna’s moon reached its apex, the two mares started to feel their long days weigh on them, their bodies growing more and more tired with each passing moment.

“Well, looks like it’s bedtime.” Twilight said. Thankfully, Spike had gone to bed a few hours prior. Something about not wanting to put up with ‘silly mare gossip.’ Any other time, she’d have given that little dragon a piece of her mind, but today, she was content to let it slide. After all, she had another friend to keep her company, and another bit of data to study.

“You know,” Rainbow Dash opined, “maybe when you’re done with all this testing, you could make one of those pendants for Princess Luna. Gotta be lonely tending to the sky late at night, when most ponies are asleep.”

Twilight’s eyes bulged nearly out of their sockets at Rainbow Dash’s suggestion. All this time, and she’d never thought of that? Perhaps her athletic friend was more intelligent than she had previously believed. “Good idea, actually.” Well, she had to give Rainbow Dash her due, that was actually pretty smart. Making a mental note to take a physical note of that idea later, Twilight showed Rainbow Dash up to the guest room, where two beds sat across from one another, next to a large window.

The sight clearly impressed Rainbow Dash, who sighed happily and spread out her wings, stretching the over-worked membranes nice and far. “Ah man, that looks nice.” She retracted her wings before taking one of the beds. Twilight took the other, and the two of them tucked themselves in for the night.

“Glad you like,” Twilight chirped happily, staring up at the ceiling. “Least I don’t have to worry about you tugging on the mattress.”

“Huh?” Rainbow Dash blinked a few times at that remark. “What do you mean?”

“Nevermind,” Twilight dismissed with a wave of a fore-hoof. She didn’t feel like explaining the last sleep-over she’d had. Instead, she adjusted the pendant around her neck, making sure she was perfectly comfortable and that it wouldn’t slip under her while she slept.

“Okaaaay.” Rainbow Dash murmured, looking at Twilight strangely. “Well, g’night.”

“Night, Rainbow Dash!” With that, Twilight and her guest went to bed, the serene silence of the guest room making their eyes heavy as sleep slowly took the two mares.

Rainbow Dash smiled and sipped on the red wine in the golden goblet in her fore-hooves. She found herself in a large, opulent dining hall, with a huge, glistening golden chandelier and gold trimmings along most of the stonework. Even the large, fluffy seats were trimmed with gold and precious gemstones. The hall could rival the most gorgeous rooms in Canterlot, she felt.

Then there was the series of displays on the walls. All manner of accolades and awards hung on the walls, along with medals, trophy cups, newspaper clippings, and all sort of pieces speaking her host’s praise for one accomplishment or another. The whole lot just seemed dizzying, more than any one pony could dream of in a lifetime. Not that Rainbow Dash didn’t intend to try to get as many awards, of course.

The creaking of the large, ornate double-door at the far side of the room snapped Rainbow Dash out of her sight-seeing reverie. Seems her host was finally coming to greet her! Smiling, Rainbow Dash beheld the mansion’s owner: A sandy brown pegasus mare with a gold compass rose cutie mark, her mane and tail a series of gray and black gradients, an interesting contrast to her maroon eyes.

“Rainbow Dash!” Daring Do exclaimed. “So glad to see you came!”

“Wouldn’t miss it!” Rainbow Dash replied with a wink as she set her wine goblet on the exquisite table and hopped off her chair, walking over to her friend before the two of them shared a huge, warm hug.

“Heh, I see you’ve tried the gymnasium,” Daring quipped as she took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of Rainbow Dash’s fresh sweat. “Perhaps you can go visit the shower later.”

That brought a giggle from Rainbow Dash, who winked and sniffed her friend as well. “Hey, I know a mare who uses that same perfume!”

“Ah, so you know Fluttershy as well?” Daring asked as she broke off the hug. “She introduced it to me. Absolutely divine, sweet and floral, but nowhere near as overpowering as so many other perfumes I’ve tried.”

“Didn’t know you were into that kinda thing,” Rainbow admitted, to which Daring gazed at her with half-lidded eyes.

“Dashie, it’s hard enough to get passports to half the countries I go to. I don’t want to go to an embassy smelling like a hoof ball locker!” Daring’s tone lightened up as a small grin crept onto her face. “Besides,” she added mischievously, “Mares tend to be more attracted to you if you smell nice.”

Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but laugh at that remark. She’d been trying to get some action from Fluttershy for some time. Well, from her, Applejack, Twilight, and any mare she could find. Not that she hadn’t tried stallions, of course. Hell, she’d banged a few. It just didn’t feel the same; they felt harder, they were more callous, their hooves far clumsier. Even when they tried to be sensitive and considerate, it was always forced, as though it were a means to an end more than anything else. Mares, now they were her speed – soft and supple, curvy in all the right places, and the way they’d moan when she worked her tongue on them, it was amazing. Of course, bring some toys into the mix, and you made up for the only thing stallions brought to the table – some rough fun. Rainbow’s mind wandered to this gorgeous little powder-blue pegasus mare she’d met at Sugar Cube Corner a few weeks back. Limelight Courtesan was her name, if Rainbow remembered right. The way that mare could work a strap-on was just--

“Rainbow Dash?” Daring Do cleared her throat. “Are you daydreaming again?”

“No!” Rainbow Dash squeaked, shaking her head wildly. “Not at all.”

Daring Do scrunched her face up for a moment, unconvinced, but decided to drop it. She had bigger things on her mind. “Anyway, I called you here because you’re just the mare I need!”

At that, Rainbow Dash snapped to full attention. “Sure, anything for you!” she declared.

“Settle down, fan-filly,” Daring chided as she led her friend out of the room. “Anyway, I just found something absolutely amazing, and you were the first mare to come to mind!”

“Oh?” Rainbow Dash was curious now. Daring Do was a world famous archeologist, while she herself was famous for being fast, in more ways than one. What could she help Daring with?

As if to answer Rainbow Dash’s unspoken question, Daring Do trotted over to the display case and pushed a button. The whole display turned around like something out of a spy novel, and on the other side, encased in glass, was what appeared to be a large, stone phallus with several ancient engravings. “Here we are!” Daring Do clapped her hooves and lifted the glass, setting it aside to grab hold of the heavy fake dong with both fore-hooves. “I figured a pony like you would be the perfect one to try this out!”

“You know I don’t like stallions,” Rainbow Dash deadpanned.

“I also know,” Daring Do shot back, “that you’ve got a collection of sex toys large enough to make Princess Celestia jealous. And that half of them probably wouldn’t fit in Princess Celestia.”

Rainbow Dash gulped. Her friend had her dead to rights. “S-so,” Rainbow Dash nervously stammered, “w-what am I supposed to d-do?”

“Quite simple,” Daring Do replied as she turned over and gave the giant tool to her rainbow-maned friend. “You’re going to shove it inside yourself. Then, when it takes effect, you’re going to fuck me. You up for it?”

Rainbow Dash took a look at the thing. It was huge, no doubt; there’s no way a stallion could have a cock this big and have any blood left for the rest of his body. The end that was supposed to go into the user was smoothed out, not as bulbous as the end that went into the receiver. Indeed, it seemed to be smaller, as though it were a pencil that needed sharpening. However, one thing was troubling her. “Um, how do I put it on? There’s no harness or anything.”

An agitated sigh escaped Daring Do’s lips. “It’s magic!” she shouted. “You shove it in there and it does the rest! How hard can it be!?”

“And why haven’t you tried it?”

“I haven’t found any instructions on how to take it off on my own, that’s why! There needs to be someone else to remove it as far as I can tell”

The problem Daring Do was having suddenly became clear. It wasn’t like she could go up to some pony and say “hey, could you help me take off my magic dick?” Friendship might be magic, but it had its limits. “Okay then,” Rainbow murmured, looking at the huge tool as though it were another toy in her arsenal. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

Rainbow Dash sat back on the chair, holding the massive tool in both hooves. The business end of it jutted out proudly while she looked at the user’s end, trying to judge the best angle to push it in. Why couldn’t this thing just be double headed? The prismatic mare thought to herself. Maybe the magic is dependent on just how you put it in and they just wanted it to be obvious?

Sighing and shaking her head, Rainbow Dash just shoved it in straight, deciding to leave the complicated angles and stuff to the eggheads. Almost as soon as the tiny tip hit her cervix, the room was bathed in a blinding light, and she felt her whole body go numb. For a moment, she thought this might not go her way. Just as fast as it had come, however, the blinding light was gone, leaving with it only a moment’s afterimage as her eyes readjusted.

Daring Do looked at her friend and suddenly grinned from ear to ear. “Oh yeah,” she purred. “Just like the tablets said.”

Suddenly concerned, Rainbow Dash looked down at herself. The stone phallus was gone, but in its place was a long, dark-colored dick that looked far more natural, jutting out from where her clit had been. “Wait, what?” The sky-blue pegasus reached down below her new endowment and was glad to feel her nether lips still there. She admired Daring Do, but she would have killed the bitch if her pussy was gone!

Daring Do licked her lips and bounced in place, squealing with delight. “It worked!” she cheered. “Oh thank Celestia, it worked!”

The whole situation was proving difficult for Rainbow Dash to process. So this artifact turned her into a hermaphrodite, and Daring was happy? Before she could express her concern-slash-panic, however, Rainbow Dash was pushed back against the chair by a forceful Daring Do hoof.

The explorer pony knelt down on her hind knees before the chair, looking up at Rainbow Dash’s new part with hungry eyes and watering lips. “It’s magnificent, my dear Rainbow Dash! Absolutely amazing!” Her wings popped up and raised themselves straight up into the air as her arousal smacked her full-on. She’d been wanting this for a very, very long time.

The unbridled joy Daring Do was displaying caught Rainbow Dash off guard. She frowned slightly and looked down at her in confusion. “Since when do you like stallions?” she asked nervously.

“Stallions?” Daring Do repeated curiously. She chuckled and leaned forward, kissing the head of her friend’s magic stallion-hood. “I may prefer mares, but I’m not a strict filly-fooler like you, Rainbow Dash. Hell, I don’t even limit myself to ponies! If it looks hot and I’m horny, I’m there! Ever try a male panther, or perhaps a female manticore? Absolutely divine!” With that, Daring Do opened her mouth and leaned forward, moaning softly as she took the enormous length of Rainbow Dash’s trembling rod down her hungry throat.

Assaulted with unfamiliar sensations from her new stallion-hood, Rainbow Dash let out a pained whimper. She couldn’t tell if Daring Do was exactly trained at giving blow jobs, but the way her cock pulsated and throbbed as the explorer pony worked it with her tongue, throat and lips sent chills down the athlete’s spine. Shit, Rainbow Dash managed to think through the haze of pleasure. No wonder stallions all want their dates to suck them! This feels so awesome!

Rainbow’s pleasure wasn’t lost on Daring Do, who tightened her lips as she continued pumping her face up and down, slurping and sucking eagerly on the massive tool, feeling it slide down her throat. Cranking up the pleasure, Daring started to swallow with each downward motion, clenching the thick, meaty shaft with tight, experienced throat muscles. The music her friend's wild, unbridled ecstasy was nearly as perfect as the time she’d serviced the ancient fertility goddess of the Montezumare Empire. She’d have to introduce Rainbow to her at some point.

While Daring Do sucked and moaned around her massive cock, Rainbow Dash writhed in the seat, her eyes rolling up in her head as she tried to think straight. The sensations assaulting her were absolutely amazing, but different from what she was used to. She was accustomed to the heat spreading throughout her body, her whole being reduced to a trembling mass of flesh from the surge of euphoria pulsing through her veins, but this was different. It was like her brain and her cock were directly connected, the latter sending pleasure waves straight to the former, while her groin tightened as the pressure inside her cock grew with each moment Daring sucked. It was hard whether she preferred this over female pleasure or not, and that scared Rainbow Dash quite a bit, but she was way too high at the moment to care for long. She relaxed in the chair and stretched out her wings, sighing and moaning as Daring Do’s face continued to move up and down at a brisk pace, effortlessly swallowing the whole of the enormous cock over and over again. With such a tight, hot, wet throat engulfing her dick, Rainbow Dash couldn’t hold back the pressure building up in her new appendage. With a squeal, she pushed Daring Do’s head down with her fore-hooves, holding her head in place instinctively as she felt something erupting from the head of the massive tool. If Daring Do objected to the sudden roughness, she didn’t show it, simply content to swallow and suck hungrily, drool running down both sides of her chin as she eagerly drank all that Rainbow Dash had to offer her.

The two of them sat frozen for a moment as Rainbow Dash’s first male orgasm finally died down. She wasn’t as dizzy as she usually was after cumming, but then again, this wasn’t the kind of cumming she was used to. It was more like a jolt of pleasure, followed by the loosening of a knot deep inside her stomach. After she was absolutely sure she’d fed Daring Do every drop of the hot substance she’d just shot out, Rainbow Dash finally released her. Daring backed off until the still-hard cock was fully out of her mouth, then gave it a lick from base to tip with her hot, trembling tongue.

“So,” Daring mischievously asked her friend. “How was it?”

The words to describe what she’d just felt completely escaped Rainbow Dash. It was something that a female was never supposed to know, forever hidden behind the wall of the opposite gender, but here she was, having experienced it. After pondering her dilemma, Rainbow Dash came up with the only one word. “Different.”

The curt, breathless appraisal made Daring Do laugh softly. “Oh, just wait till you’re in my pussy!” She rose up to her hind legs before climbing onto the chair as well, positioning herself face-to-face with the heavenly blue lesbian. “Normally it takes a male pony about twenty minutes to get fully erect again. This bad boy, however, is permanently hard, so we can have sex all day if we want!”

The concept of all-day sex with this thing had merit to Rainbow Dash, but at the same time, concern niggled at the back of her mind that she might be stuck like this. She was able to deftly mask her concerns with bravado and no small share of lust, however. “Hey, you’re supposed to take this off after we fuck, remember?” She winked playfully at Daring and aimed the massive cock at the sandy brown pony’s quivering, dripping wet cunt. “Don’t think you’re gonna get away without letting me have some fun on the other end of this thing!”

“Wouldn’t dream of it!” Daring Do assured her friend as she adjusted her position, wanting to get maximum penetration. “Considering how much you’re enjoying this, I want a turn wearing it just to see what the fuss is about!” With that, she slowly sunk down, her hind legs spread out as far as she could, letting out a lustful, uninhibited moan as the massive throbbing slab of stallion-meat slid deep into her warm, wet, tightly clenching cunt. “Oh... Oh yes, that’s it... That’s the spot....” Taking a moment to adjust, she leaned forward and planted her lips firmly on Rainbow Dash’s, the two mares whimpering in each others mouths as they dueled tongues, exchanging saliva and gazing deeply into each others eyes.

The feeling of her cock down Daring’s throat had been beyond description, but feeling it inside her friend’s hot pussy beat that out easily! It was like a warm, honey-covered tube of flesh, constantly squirming around her meat-pole, quivering and squeezing out of control as it coated her cock in hot love juices. Unable to contain herself anymore, Rainbow started thrusting as hard as she could, drilling the explorer’s twat with all the strength she had.

Breaking the lip-lock, Daring Do arched her back and let out moan after lustful moan as she was relentlessly impaled, her horny wailing echoing throughout the vast mansion as she started moving her hips back and forth in time with her lover’s thrusts. “Oh fuck yeah!” she shouted, gasping and moaning with every time Rainbow Dash’s cock slammed into her over and over again. “You’re a natural, Dash! An absolute fucking natural! Harder! Fuck me harder, you magnificent slut!”

While the sensations coursing through her cock were alien, the motions she needed to do were well known. Rainbow Dash had fucked many a mare senseless with her favorite strap-on, so she knew how to get maximum penetration. She just had to keep timing with the mare. It wasn’t hard at first, given her vast experience with sex toys. As more time passed and her cock started to swell from the pressure of another impending orgasm, however, Rainbow Dash’s performance began to falter – her thrusts became irregular, and every other thrust she wasn’t able to push all the way in. She was just grateful she hadn’t pulled out fully by accident, as that would have been way too embarrassing.

If Daring Do noticed her friend’s struggles to keep cool under the new sensations, she sure didn’t act like it. She was bouncing wildly atop Rainbow Dash’s waist, screaming and moaning her irrepressible lust as she felt the massive member twitching and writhing inside her hot twat, her blood burning like magma as her nerves blazed with unrestrained desire. She hadn’t been fucked like this in far, far too long! Again, she pressed her lips to Rainbow Dash’s, moaning loudly into the other pegasus’ mouth as she rode that heavenly piece of meat for all she was worth.

The two rutted on the chair until the sun had fully set and the moon was at its apex, both their fur matted with sweat and love juices as they ground against each other like there was no tomorrow. Hey, my pussy’s fully functional under this thing still! Rainbow Dash noticed. I wonder how it’d be like if we both had one of these. Probably better than a double-headed dildo, I bet.

The two mares broke their kiss and cried out their pleasure as orgasms rocked both their bodies, Rainbow Dash’s cock feeding Daring Do’s womb a hearty meal of spunk while Daring Do writhed in uncontrollable euphoria, hooves and wings shaking as though she were being electrocuted, juices gushing from her trembling, squeezing pussy. The two moaned out their lust until they finally came down from their highs, looking into each others eyes and grinning.

“Wow.” That was all Rainbow Dash could think to say. What she’d experienced was something she’d struggle to explain for the rest of her days. She leaned into the chair and gasped desperately, trying to get her second wind.

In contrast to her lover, Daring Do wore a sultry smile, and her eyes glimmered with desire as she slowly slid off Rainbow’s member. “Okay, now let’s get that off you. It’s time for round two.”

“Ugh!”

Twilight Sparkle woke to her friend’s frustrated groan and sat up in her bed, looking at Rainbow Dash, who was bathed in early morning light. The first thing she noticed was that her blanket had a wet spot from where she came. A giant wet spot from a giant orgasm, much like the one Twilight felt between her own hind legs. The second thing she noticed was the pout adorning Rainbow Dash’s face. Twilight was more than slightly confused. The two bits of information were in opposition to one another. Sure, Fluttershy had been ashamed, but neither she nor Applejack seemed particularly disturbed by their dream the way Rainbow Dash seemed to be.

Finally, curiosity got the better of the bookish pony. “You okay there, Dash?” she asked softly.

Rainbow Dash sighed in exasperation. “No, I’m not okay!” she whined. “Why can’t I just keep sleeping!? I want round two, damn it!”

Twilight giggled despite herself. “Wow,” she quipped, “I knew you were into Daring Do, but not that much!”

The two ponies shared a chuckle at that before Rainbow Dash pulled the blankets off and hopped off her bed, hovering just a few inches over the ground. Twilight got out of bed as well, yawning slightly as tiredness struck her. Do other ponies have wet dreams so frequently? She pondered with a slight frown. How does anything ever get done? Yeah, she was definitely going to need some sugar.

Rainbow Dash flew to a window, this time having the decency to open it instead of crashing through it. “I should probably be heading up to Cloudsdale,” she said. “Hopefully, the weather team’s up for some damned work. Hopefully.” With a wink, Rainbow Dash flew away, leaving Twilight alone with her thoughts.

With the dream still fresh in her mind, Twilight left the guest room. “Well, time to get back to work. Notes don’t write themselves.”

As she went to her desk to catalog her experience, she didn’t even notice one of her fore-hooves sliding between her legs.

Chapter 4: Pinkie Pie

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Dream a Little Dream

By YukoAsho

Chapter 4: Pinkie Pie

"Hey, Twilight!" Pinkie Pie called out from the backroom of Sugar Cube Corner. The sounds of batter being whipped could be heard clearly.

"Hey there, Pinkie," Twilight Sparkle groaned as she rubbed her head with a fore-hoof and forced a smile. It wasn't that she wasn't happy to see her over-energetic friend Pinkie Pie, or that she wouldn't welcome the over-dose of sugar she was sure to receive. Both these things were pluses for her, especially the latter. However, she couldn't help but be torn. She had planned on asking all her friends to let her look into their dreams, but with Pinkie, there were second thoughts. If any pony was going to have a messed up, insane cluster-fuck of a dream, it would be Pinkie Pie, and she wasn't sure she was quite ready today.

No! Twilight chided inwardly. I set out on this journey, and I'm not going to stop until I've seen it through! Shaking her head violently, she looked around at the litany of sweet treats. If there was anything she loved, it was the sheer variety of goodies here at Sugar Cube Corner. Why Mr. and Mrs. Cake didn't start a franchise, Twilight Sparkle would never know. Lord knows they'd make a killing in Canterlot, especially at any of the college campuses located therein. As Pinkie stepped out of the kitchen, Twilight had made her choice. "I'll have three guava pastries," she said with a more sincere smile on her face.

Within seconds, Pinkie darted back into the kitchen, only to pop up right behind Twilight, holding in her hooves a paper plate with three huge, triangular, flaky pastries, the generously-packed guava filling visible through openings on one side of each pastry. "Here you are!" Pinkie chimed happily, her eyes sparkling as she beamed, satisfied at a job well done. She then jumped back over the counter, resting her fore-hooves on the oak counter-top as she looked at her friend with a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye.

"Hehe, thanks!" Twilight took her treat and set it on the counter with her hooves, while using her magic to lift a few bits out of her saddlebag.

Seeing the bits, Pinkie shook her head emphatically. "Oh, I can't take money from you, silly!" Pinkie shook her head again and folded her front hooves over her chest as she stood on her hind legs. "You're one of my besty-westy friendsie-wendisies, and it's always an honor to help you out! Why, if I were to take money from you for doing friend stuff, that'd be like stealing, and I don't steal from my friends, no siree!" She capped her mini-rant with yet another vigorous shake of her head, her puffy mane swinging around for added emphasis.

Slipping her bits back in her saddlebag, Twilight just smiled and nodded. It was best not to argue logic with Pinkie Pie. Heck, arguing anything with Pinkie Pie just resulted in a terrible headache, if not outright injury from the sheer concussive force of her wackiness. Instead, Twilight took one of the giant pastries and started eating, moaning softly with delight at the warm, flaky crust gave way to sweet, delicious guava filling. For a moment, she was content to eat peacefully, enjoying the heavenly pastries as Pinkie Pie took notice of the golden, amethyst-starred amulet hanging around Twilight's neck.

Pinkie gasped suddenly, then leaned over the counter, practically rubbing her left eye against the amulet. "Heeeey, what's this!?" she asked with unbridled, child-like curiosity.

Thankful that Pinkie Pie hadn't crushed her guava-filled treats, Twilight simply paused in her eating and looked down at her friend. She swallowed the food in her mouth, then spoke. "Oh, that's just my latest magic project. It's an amulet that lets me look into other ponies' dreams."

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Pinkie gasped sharply and jumped over the counter, bouncing rapidly next to her friend. "That sounds so cool!"

Here we go, Twilight thought as she tried to prepare for the impending verbal apocalypse.

"I bet you could do all sorts of neat things in ponies' heads, like play with them in meadows or build really really really gigantic cakes, or maybe you could have them bounce off your back and go into outer space! Maybe they'll think you're the mare of their dreams and they'll wanna date you and send you on huge vacations and stuff, like maybe a cruise on the ocean, or flying on the moon, or taking a cruise on an ocean in the moon! Why, I bet if you tried really hard, you could replace all the nightmare monsters little fillies dream of with huge cupcakes! But that'd be bad, 'cause then you'd have giant cupcake monsters in their dreams, and then they wouldn't like cupcakes anymore! Ooooooh what a dilemma!" Pinkie's bouncing got progressively faster, and Twilight could swear she was seeing a noticeable motion blur.

"Pinkie..." Twilight felt her head throbbing, having lost sense of what Pinkie was saying a quarter of the way in.

"Oh, of course we could laugh at the cupcake monsters and then they'd turn into regular giant cupcakes, so then that would be OK, and we could put wheels on the cupcakes and ride around on them, but then we'd get all sticky and have to lick the frosting off each other, and that would be awkward because the other pony would be like 'why are you licking me?' and I'd be like 'why are you licking me?' and then we'd end up having a giant pie fight! Giant pies made of cupcakes! Then after a while we'd be all covered in frosting and pie crust and stuff and we'd have to find a river of chocolate to wash ourselves in, but then we'd still be sticky from all the chocolate, so we still wouldn't be clean!" By now, Pinkie was unrecognizable, the rapid speed of her bouncing having turned her into an amorphous blur of varying shades of pink, undulating next to Twilight like a nebula of pure, unfiltered insanity.

"Pinkie..." Oh she's gone now, Twilight thought ruefully to herself. She really hated raising her voice in the middle of her friend's rants. That only made the headaches worse.

"But then we'd go into a gingerbread house and find a stallion made out of vanilla ice cream and we could totally rub ourselves against him to make him a Klondike stallion, and-"

At that, Twilight couldn't take any more. "Pinkiiiiie!" she shouted with all the force her voice could muster. Ow, she thought to herself. Now I'm gonna need some ibuprofen.

"Huh?" Pinkie suddenly froze in mid-air, looking at Twilight with wide eyes and her mouth in a cute little 'o' shape. "What happened?"

Twilight simply sighed, exasperated. For a moment, she wondered how Pinkie managed to bake anything without burning the shop down around her. Refocusing on the task at hand, Twilight simply cleared her throat. "It doesn't work like that." She waited for a moment to see if Pinkie would go into another rant. Pinkie simply stared at Twilight with a soft smile. Still suspicious that the Pinkie Bomb could go off at any moment, Twilight resumed hesitantly. "It just lets you look into the other pony's dream. Through the dreamer's eyes even. You're not even really there."

Pinkie fell back down to the floor and shrugged slightly. "Oh, that's all?" she asked, sounding slightly disappointed as she jumped back over the counter.

"That's all!?" Twilight couldn't believe how quickly Pinkie had gotten bored of the amulet she'd worked so hard on! "You're telling me that you wouldn't be slightly curious as to what your friends dreamed about?"

Pinkie tilted her head and shrugged slightly. "Well, maybe a little," she admitted, smiling nice and wide as she spoke. "Why? You wanna have a look at mine?"

"Well, yeah," Twilight said softly. She'd half expected Pinkie to want to use the amulet to look at her dreams. Not that she didn't eventually plan to return the favor. Later. After she was certain she'd forgotten what raging perverts they all were.

Not like you're one to talk, a little voice in her head mocked her. Who was playing with herself the whole time she was writing down Rainbow Dash's dream?

Shut up! Twilight ordered her inner voice. She took another bite of one of her pastries, grumbling softly as she tried to look composed. Rainbow Dash's dream hadn't been as kinky as Fluttershy's or Applejack's, but it was still pretty pervy. After all, who would think to enchant something like that?

You, her little voice reminded her. Don't tell me you forgot the accident you had with that one toy back in eleventh grade sex ed.

Shut up! Twilight again ordered, trying to regain control of her mind. That was one time! One! I will not have it dragged out now!

"Um," Pinkie suddenly spoke up, blinking curiously at Twilight. "Why are you talking to yourself?"

Twilight blushed softly and shook her head. "Oh, I'm not talking to myself!" She giggled weakly, trying to hide the fact that she had indeed been talking to herself.

"So, who was that other voice then?"

Wait. Twilight stiffened up at Pinkie's question. How did she hear my thoughts? Twilight simply sighed in defeat and waved a fore-hoof. It was best not to question Pinkie Pie. "Nevermind," she said aloud. "I'm just gonna finish eating, then we can get ready for the sleep-over."

"Okie-dokie-lokie!" Pinkie chirped as she headed back into the kitchen to resume baking whatever saccharine monstrosity she was cooking up, Twilight's inner dialogue forgotten.

Twilight simply shuddered and resumed eating. At least the sugar would keep her going until bedtime.

Being a Good Friend(TM), Twilight helped Pinkie and the Cakes close up shop at the end of the day before she and the pink ball of chaos headed out. It was decided that it would be best to sleep in Twilight's library home. Again, Twilight was relieved that Pinkie had agreed so easily. If this turned out to be another one of those dreams, she didn't want to wake Mr. and Mrs. Cake, or worse, their foals, with any errant moans or sexual smells. That would be bad.

And so, here Twilight was again, in the guest room, sleeping across from another of her friends, ready to take a look into said friend's dreams.

Maybe it won't be so bad, Twilight thought to herself as she slipped into her own bed, smiling warmly at Pinkie Pie as she adjusted the amulet on her neck. Maybe Pinkie will actually have a dream that makes sense. Not likely, but it's possible.

For her part, Pinkie Pie was shuddering violently on the bed, looking for all the world as though she were ready to go for a whole other day without sleep. Still, she did promise to help Twilight out, and she was going to do it! Besides, she never had an audience for a dream before, so that was something new and exciting! She did love exciting, after all. Still, she had one question. "Hey, Twilight?" Pinkie asked softly, looking around. "You said you did this with Fluttershy, Applejack and Rainbow Dash, right?"

"Yeah," Twilight replied casually. "Why?"

"Oh," Pinkie smiled softly, "Just wondering, anything fun happen in their dreams?" Pinkie gazed at her friend with big, trembling, curious eyes, a cute little smile on her face.

"Um, yeah, about that." Twilight laughed nervously in her bed as she looked away from Pinkie Pie, trying to hide the rather copious blush forming on her face. "Why don't we talk about that after I'm done with you and Rarity, yeah? Maybe we can have a big ol' dream-sharing party."

"Ooooooo! Sounds pretty neat!" Pinkie Pie nodded feverishly as she leaned back into the bed, a huge smile on her face. "Oh, I bet Applejack and Rainbow Dash had such fun dreams! Not sure about Fluttershy, though. She's really nice and all, but sometimes I wonder about that one. She doesn't go out and have any fun on her own, so I imagine her dreams must be pretty boring."

Twilight covered her mouth with both fore-hooves to try and hide her shocked gasp. Fluttershy's dream may have been many things, but boring was not one of them. After recomposing herself, she looked out at the window, seeing the full beauty of Luna's moon as it shone softly in the sky. Thinking of Fluttershy's dream actually brought Twilight's mind to Luna for a moment. It had been a while since that Nightmare Night, and she'd seen dreadfully little of the cobalt blue princess since. The poor thing must still be having so much trouble making friends, Twilight thought to herself.

Princess Luna touched down in front of the door to Fluttershy's cottage, trying her best to look warm and friendly. It wasn't often she got letters from any pony – most of Equestria's subjects still saw Princess Celestia as their sole ruler, seeing only the terrifying legend of Nightmare Moon when they gazed at Luna – so she was more than happy to accept any offer of friendship. Still, it was strange that Fluttershy would make any effort to talk to her, after having been so petrified of her on Nightmare Night. Luna had all but given up hope of reaching out to her.

Before she even raised her hoof to knock, Luna was presented with the door opening and Fluttershy peeking out, blushing softly and letting just the softest hint of a smile escape her lips. "Um, hi there, Luna." The butter-colored pegasus trembled slightly and tried to conceal herself behind her bright pink mane, but Luna didn't sense the abject terror she had felt on their first meeting. Instead, the pony before her was simply nervous and... Aroused?

Luna took a sniff of the air, and there was no denying it. Of all that had changed in the millennium since her banishment, the smell of lust had remained the same. "Don't be so nervous, Fluttershy." Luna spoke softly, trying to put her best hoof forward. This would probably be her last chance with Fluttershy. "I got your letter, and thought I'd come by." Inwardly, Luna couldn't help but beam. She was so happy that she had taken to modern speech so quickly! The royal tutors were so wonderful!

Fluttershy nodded and opened the door the rest of the way to let Luna in. "I-I'm honored," Fluttershy stammered, her voice as wispy and demure as Luna had remembered from their short-lived previous meeting. "I just thought I'd see how you're doing, and..." She swallowed hard and looked around, thankful that Angel and the other animals were asleep. "I'd like to say s-sorry."

Luna raised an eyebrow at that, but said nothing. She simply looked at Fluttershy warmly, hoping the darkness of her coat would keep the other pony from seeing the slight blush on her cheeks.

Seeing that Luna hadn't tried to blow down the house with her voice, Fluttershy kept going. Maybe Angel was right after all. "I know I wasn't very n-nice when we first met. I probably hurt you greatly."

"Think nothing of it," Luna finally replied, smiling warmly as she sat on her haunches. "I must have been quite imposing. My dear sister had forgotten to properly acclimate me to modern customs." She shook her head and let out a huff of contempt as she looked away. "It's not enough that she has everything. Seems she must see me humiliate myself as well."

Fluttershy shook her head. "Oh no, don't think that way!" She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was to do next. She took a few steps up to the Princess of the Night and timidly nuzzled her cheek, blushing so hard she was certain she'd just shrivel up and die right there. "It probably just slipped her mind. She's very busy, you know." She smiled ever so warmly at her guest, trying to hide the torrent of emotions behind her eyes. "And she doesn't have everything. I mean, she certainly couldn't make nights as pretty as yours."

At that, Luna's head snapped back to look at Fluttershy, causing the fuchsia-maned pegasus to reel back slightly. Luna warmly raised a hoof toward Fluttershy, running it through those gorgeous pink lochs. "Thank you," she whispered softly, her eyes sparkling slightly. "That means so much to me." Luna could see the gentle, timid mare's cheeks flare up bright pink, but rather than back away, she leaned in, nuzzling Fluttershy's cheek as she had done to her. "And thank you for your apology. Not many would think twice of what I feel when they run in fright from me."

Fluttershy winced at that remark, and her smile faded. She looked down and bit her lower lip, as if trying to find the right words. The silence lasted quite a while before she finally managed to speak in that gorgeous little voice of hers. "Do you... Do you have any friends, now that you've been back a while?"

Luna simply shook her head. "No," she said, her eyes starting to water up. "Ponies in the palace smile and wave at me, but I'm afforded far less warmth outside. For the most part, it is as before. Celestia is loved and I am feared, even hated."

Fluttershy forced herself to look up at Luna's face, looking deeply into her eyes. The sight of tears running down the Princess' face made her own eyes water. "I'm... I'm sorry to hear that." Again, Fluttershy's voice, so tiny and fragile, expressing concern warmed the mighty Princess of the Night, who had been so used to formal, polite coldness from other ponies. "If you'd like, maybe... Maybe I could be your friend?"

Luna gently wrapped her forelegs around the soft-willed pony. "That would be great," Luna replied, barely a whisper in Fluttershy's ear. "I've been very... Lonely. For a very long time. Even before my banishment."

The two ponies simply sat there in Fluttershy's living room, enjoying each others warmth. Their tails slid over to one another, intertwining in an embrace of their own.

Twilight Sparkle sighed for a bit. Of course Luna wouldn't have made many friends yet. Half of Ponyville still spoke ill of her, for goodness' sake. Maybe we should invite Luna to a party or something, she pondered. I'm sure Pinkie would be into it.

"Sure!" Pinkie chirped happily.

"Wha?!" Twilight sat up and gazed in confusion at her friend.

"A party for Luna!" Pinkie clarified as she also sat up. "It'd be great! I can even try out this recipe I learned a few days ago! Two round graham crackers with fluffy marshmallow filling in between, coated in chocolate! It's called a moon pie! I bet she'd love that!"

For the second time this day, Twilight Sparkle was amazed at her friend's uncanny ability to read thoughts. She plopped down on the bed again and sighed. She could probably dedicate a building the size of the royal palace to the study of the erratic pony sleeping across from her. Granted, there probably wouldn't be enough bits in all of Equestria to cover the various hazards that would constantly befall the Pinkie Pie Research Center, so Twilight dropped the idea. Instead, she gazed up at the ceiling and smiled. "Good idea, Pinkie," she said softly as she let out a yawn. "But for now, I'm sleepy."

"Yeah, me too!" Pinkie agreed, though her voice was far too exuberant to sound like she was even remotely sleepy. "Night!"

Twilight suppressed a groan as she closed her eyes. She couldn't help but think this was going to be a huge waste of time. Does she even sleep? Twilight wondered as sleep finally took her.

Pinkie Pie, meanwhile, didn't gradually fall asleep. No, nothing was ever gradual with Pinkie Pie. Much like when the batteries in an MP3 player died, she simply stopped functioning. At least Spike was too far away to hear the buzz-saw-like sound of her snoring.

Pinkie Pie sighed happily as she flew between two giant mountains of ice cream, sitting atop a gigantic, flying moon pie. She'd been flying like this for quite a while now, enjoying the vistas of Candy Land. The Lake of Chocolate was always a favorite of hers, as were the Ice Cream Mountains, but today, she was heading toward something just beyond the frontier: The Licorice Fields! She'd heard legends, of course, of how the black and red strands of licorice were tall enough to blot out the sun for those inside it, and how they'd sway happily in even the slightest breeze. There were even rumors that they were alive, and even friendly!

Ooooo, I can't wait to see them! Pinkie cheered inwardly as she sped along on her moon pie, passing the Rivers of Jelly and the Meadow of Wandering Peeps. Seeing those adorable little things running along in their seasonal migration made Pinkie smile. They were just so cute! Then, there was the Gelatin Mountain Range that served as the frontier, uncrossed by any in Candy Land. Climbing the gigantic mountains of undulating gelatin would be almost impossible for normal ponies, but Pinkie Pie sailed over them with ease atop her flying moon pie. It was then that she laid eyes upon the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.

The Licorice Fields!

Seemingly as far as the eye could see, long, thin strands of licorice, both red and black, swayed back and forth, like fields of sugary, oily wheat. Unable to contain her enthusiasm, Pinkie jumped off her moon pie and started sliding down the slope of one of the gelatin mountains at a breakneck pace toward the writhing licorice fields. As soon as she hit the ground, she bounced head-first into the fields and was greeted by curious, tickling tips of black licorice as they rubbed and prodded at her curiously, earning a giggle from the pink party pony.

"Tee-hee, hi there!" Pinkie chortled and laughed as the licorice strands rubbed themselves against her back and chest, a couple of them rubbing against her cheeks. "Yay, I'm glad to see you guys too!"

The licorice strips were clearly happy to see Pinkie Pie as well. Several of them wrapped themselves around her four legs, slowly lifting the mare into the air as they coiled around her legs, much to Pinkie's delight.

"Oooo, you wanna party with me!?" Pinkie asked cheerfully as she felt her limbs slowly being spread apart. "Yay! I love partying! Why, I once threw a party at the Candy Cane factory! You wouldn't believe where you could put a candy cane, especially those really huge candy canes that that are as wide as a hoof! Why, I gave one to Rainbow Dash one day and she shoved almost the whole thing in her-!" Pinkie was interrupted by the feeling of several licorice strands flicking against her sensitive, trembling twat, gasping in surprise. The tips of the licorice tickling her soft nether lips earned a moan from the party pony as her slit began to moisten, her flower slowly opening as her body welcomed the playful treats. "Mmmmmm.... Oh my!" Pinkie gasped, blushing softly and flashing a playful smile. "So you want to have that kind of party, huh? Well, normally I'd say no..." She let out a long, throaty moan as she felt one of the black strands tickling her clitoral hood, the small nub slowly emerging as it stiffened with desire. "... But I'm having so much fun!"

The licorice wasn't able to talk of course, what with it being candy and all, but the way even more strands slithered over to Pinkie's writhing body made it pretty obvious that they were happy for her willingness. A pair of them caressed her ears, tickling her earlobes and occasionally poking ever so slightly into her ears, making Pinkie giggle cutely. Yet another pair wrapped around her stomach, the tips settling on her nipples and flicking them playfully, like a pair of dark, oily tongues. Were that not enough, Pinkie felt the random caresses of other strands of licorice, rubbing along her flesh, her hooves, her holes, seemingly everywhere. The pink pony was in heaven now, suspended in midair and feeling the caress of thousands of thin, oily licorice strands, tickling her seemingly everywhere. Bound and spread out, Pinkie could do little more but moan out in delight, writhing in ecstasy as she was molested.

"Y-Yes...." Pinkie hissed between moans, her back arching as she felt her pussy trembling. Even when she'd dated that one giant chocolate bunny, he was never this amazing! She could feel the licorice touching her everywhere, and the heat building up inside her was proving such a rush!

Not to be undone, another strand of licorice slithered up and stared her in the face. This one was different from the others, however. It was thicker than most stallion-hoods, and had a big, bulbous head at the very front. It slapped Pinkie across the face gently a few times, earning a wink from the party pony, who knew exactly what it wanted. Opening her mouth, Pinkie welcomed the large, black strand to come on in. It didn't need any more encouragement. Darting in as though its life depended on it, the licorice tendril shoved itself down her hot, wet throat, the giant, hard tendril proving quite rough as it began to pump in and out of her hot, dripping wet mouth. Moaning in delight, Pinkie wrapped her lips around the massive licorice cock and sucked, gently at first, but applying more and more suction as she got used to its violent, deep thrusts. All the while, the many tendrils working her pussy continued to tickle the wet, trembling flower, her clit now fully hardened with arousal, shivering and throbbing with each playful stroke of one of the thinner strands. Even her nipples felt hard from the tickling and poking licorice handling her there. It was only natural that she repay her generous lovers with all the suction her mouth could handle. She moaned passionately around the massive candy cock as it plowed her throat with the fury of a thousand stallions. It was hard to believe it could get any better.

Then she felt two more bulbous licorice heads behind her, one at her pussy, another pushing against her tight little plot hole. Her eyes widened with surprise as she felt the two large, hard, over-thick licorice tendrils pushing slowly into her. Oh yes, it was about to get so much better.

Within moments, the other two invaders had buried themselves fully inside her trembling holes, which squeezed them tightly in response, her muscles trying to pull them deeper inside her horny, slutty little body. She writhed in the air, her whole body on fire as the three giant licorice cocks fucked her holes, the smaller ones still working her clit, nipples, earlobes, anywhere they could get to, anywhere they could feel her. This was way better than being with a pony! Still, she couldn't help but wish that she had at least her forelegs unbound. If there was anything she was proud of, it was her hoof-job skills.

Alas, it wasn't to be. The creature held her tightly, keeping her fully spread out as she sucked eagerly on the tool ravaging her mouth, her hips bucking as much as they could, egging on the ones pounding her rear entrances. She wanted more. She wanted it harder, faster, more than any other lover could ever do to her. As though they could read her mind, the licorice tendrils happily obliged. The ones in her mouth and plot shoved themselves down to her stomach while the one in her pussy slammed full-bore, just shy of her cervix. This is the best sex ever! Pinkie thought jubilantly, her mind wandering in a sea of pleasures, both from the bitter-sweet taste of the licorice and from the expert sexual ministrations it was giving her. Even the tickling her clit, cuntlips and nipples were getting could be felt, driving her slowly into a lustful madness that she'd never experienced before.

And then, it happened. Suddenly, her every nerve exploded, as though she were throwing a million parties all at the same time. The fire inside her welled up until the sudden, white-hot release of orgasm sent her body into uncontrollable spasms. She moaned loudly around the tendril in her mouth, writhing along the length of the three massive tools that had taken her so deliciously, so completely. At the same time, she could feel hot, sweet liquid pouring itself into her mouth from the tendril she'd been so happily sucking. Not wanting to miss even a drop, she wrapped her lips tightly around the licorice strand, her plot hole and twat tightening in kind, squeezing to milk the other two tendrils as her innards were also bathed in licorice semen. When it was over, the three massive tools slipped out of her dripping wet body, and the smaller ones lowered her to the ground before uncoiling from her body and retracting into the field. Then, the three large ones pointed down and sprayed her from head to toe, leaving her as sticky and sweet on the outside as she was on the inside. She smiled warmly and rolled onto her back, licking her lips and gazing up the writhing fields of licorice with sultry, half-open eyes.

"That was fun," Pinkie moaned, her voice slightly raspy from the brutal throat fucking. "I think I'll try your red friends next."

Twilight Sparkle let out a soft moan as she opened her eyes, the familiar aching of her post-orgasmic body greeting her, making it hard to move. She looked down at herself and noticed, yet again, a giant wet spot on the blanket. Groaning, she struggled to get out of bed, her whole body feeling as though it'd been fucked for months on end. Her pussy was dripping freely now, leaving an easily-followed trail of love honey as she slowly moved over to the other bed. Pinkie wasn't in there, but she did notice the whole blanked was wet, as were the bedsheets. A cursory sniff confirmed that, yes, it was all from Pinkie's orgasm.

Damn, Twilight mused in disbelief. And I thought I came!

Trotting out of the guest room, she made her way downstairs to the library, where Pinkie Pie had already set three tall stacks of banana and blueberry pancakes, slathered in strawberry syrup, and was sitting with Spike, the two of them giggling and eating. Pinkie noticed Twilight and grinned from ear to ear.

"Hey there, Twi-Pie!" Pinkie chirped, way too damned cheerful for Twilight's liking right about now.

Twilight simply waved a fore-hoof and forced a smile before joining the others for breakfast. Given how she was feeling right now, she would have preferred breakfast in bed, but at least the pancakes were hot, fluffy and sweet.

"So," Pinkie chirped as she ate, "how was it?"

"Yeah," Twilight nodded softly, but suddenly found herself at a loss for words. She paused as she tried to come up with something other than 'that was the most fucked up thing I'd ever experienced in all my years, you freak.' She settled on something much more diplomatic. "That was interesting," she said softly. "Very interesting." Note to self, she thought, never buy licorice at Sugar Cube Corner. You don't know where it's been.

Totally unaware of his unfortunate timing, Spike joined the conversation. "Hey, Pinkie said she was going to bring us some licorice later today."

If looks could kill, Twilight's narrow, piercing gaze would have skinned Spike alive, then ground him up and made dragon burgers out of him.

However, since looks can't kill, Spike simply kept talking. "Man, it's been way too long since I've had some."

"Yeah!" Pinkie chirped. "Can't wait to get my mouth around some nice, hard, licorice!"

Twilight blinked a few times. "Hard...." She whispered in shock, her eyes slowly widening as her mind came up with many unfortunate mental images. "Mouth around... hard... licorice..."

Overcome with shock, Twilight fell over and fainted, her eyes frozen open and gazing in front of her blankly, her mouth twitching in reflex. Her notes could wait. Right now, she needed some time far, far away, in her nice, happy place.

"Huh?" Spike looked over at Twilight, scratching his head curiously.

"Maybe it was something I said?" Pinkie offered.

Chapter 5: Rarity

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Dream a Little Dream

By Yuko Asho

Chapter 5: Rarity

"Oh dear!" Rarity grinned broadly as she looked at Twilight entering the door, or more specifically the gorgeous golden amulet she wore. The five-point amethyst star only barely rose above the gold, giving it the appearance of bonding with the metal, which Rarity couldn't help but admire. Granted, she would have made it a six-point star to match Twilight's cutie mark, but that would have likely been seen as a sign of arrogance by the decidedly humble magician. Still, it was great to finally see her friend embracing her fabulous side. "What brings you here, Twilight?" she chimed gleefully. "Perhaps you need a fabulous gown to match that gorgeous bit of jewelry you have?"

Twilight couldn't help but chuckle at her stylish friend as she closed the door to the boutique. "Hehe, not today," Twilight replied with a small shake of her head. "Though I do need your help."

Rarity couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that. What could she help with if not fashion? "Well, darling, I'm not exactly sure what I can do to help," she admitted, "but I'll give it the old college try, as it were."

Twilight waved a hoof and smiled at her friend warmly. "Oh don't worry," she reassured Rarity, "it's actually quite simple. We just have to sleep together."

"Beg pardon?" Rarity choked. That was not what she had expected when Twilight said she needed help. She blushed deep red and turned her head away.

Twilight caught on rather quickly, vigorously shaking her head as she realized how Rarity had interpreted her request. "Not like that!" she exclaimed, fighting off the urge to go into a panic. "I need to be near you so I can try out this dream amulet!"

Letting out a sigh of relief, and perhaps disappointment, Rarity looked back at her friend, focusing on the amulet she wore. "Ah, so it's enchanted then?" she asked.

"Yep!" Twilight beamed. "My very own creation, at that!" bowed gracefully for a moment before returning to a proper stand, her eyes shimmering and her lips curled into a giant smile.

The concept of trying out one of Twilight's spells proved less than appealing. "Are you sure?" The white-coated fasionista asked tentatively. "Not that I expect you to send me halfway across the Everfree Forest or anything, but I am not entirely sure it'd be safe to go poking about in my head."

Twilight groaned and rolled her eyes. She'd already had Princess Celestia reimburse Rarity for the time she accidentally created that fifty-foot parasprite that ate the boutique. Hell, this new one looked better than the original, despite having been a meticulous reconstruction of the original design. It was honestly getting annoying how long Rarity was holding that against her! Still, this was the last bit of data she needed before sending her creation off to the princess with full confidence. "Don't worry," Twilight deadpanned. "I've already tried it on four other ponies, and no pony turned into spiders, or vomited parasprites, or anything like that. You'll be fine."

"Was Fluttershy one of those ponies?" Rarity asked. "That poor thing has been a wreck for days."

"Fluttershy's always a wreck," Twilight countered.

"Point taken," conceded Rarity. It was true that the butter-yellow pegasus didn't really have much in the way of fortitude, so any number of stresses could have gotten to her the past couple days. "So, no issues with any of the other subjects?"

"None at all." It took all of Twilight's willpower to keep from screaming. At least Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy didn't try to act like she was some crazed rogue mage. "Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Applejack and Pinkie Pie are all fine." She took a moment to reconsider that statement. "Well, whatever passes for fine in Pinkie Pie's case."

Completely lacking in any real reason to object, Rarity shrugged. It was true that nothing Twilight had done in her experiments had resulted in any loss of life or limb, and the royal reimbursement proved to be quite the markup versus the old boutique's actual value. "Very well then," Rarity said with a smile, "you're more than welcome to sleep here tonight. I'll just have Sweetie Belle go sleep over at Fluttershy's or something."

"Sweet!" Twilight exclaimed, hopping happily for a moment before trotting up to Rarity and hugging her lightly. "This is gonna be amazing, just you wait and see!"

Rarity couldn't help but get one last dig in at Twilight, though. "So long as I'm reimbursed for the damages again, I'm fine."

Twilight scowled and glared at her friend in reply.

Preparations proved simple and efficient. While Rarity had taken Sweetie Belle and her friends over to Fluttershy's cottage, Twilight Sparkle had brought the food, a mixture of leafy goodness from the market and a bountiful bounty of baskets from Sweet Apple Acres, all filled to the brim with the sort of apple-based gluttony one could only find at Applejack's farm. Apple fritters, apple pies, candy apples, apple pudding, apple crumble, apple crisp, apple-chip cookies, apple cake, apple fries, and all other manner of apple-based treats. It was truly enough to make Twilight's head spin. Not only did they she have more than enough food for her get-together with Rarity, the left-overs would be more than enough to stuff both ponies' fridges. She would have liked some more variety in the sweets, but she was still afraid Pinkie Pie would try to sneak in some licorice, which would have been awkward. Yay for not having to shop for groceries this week, Twilight thought triumphantly as she levitated the orgy of goodies into the boutique. There was no way she was going to lift these baskets of bounty without her magic. Once everything was inside, she and Rarity took some time parceling out the goodies, shoving Rarity's share in her fridge while leaving Twilight's in one of the baskets. Of course, they still had plenty for the sleepover, which was great for both ponies.

They spent the better part of two hours sharing stories about their weeks. Apparently Rarity had dodged two attempts by Sweetie Belle to burn down the boutique, as she was wont to to, and she faced an unusually high load. She had actually considered hiring some help before deciding against it. It was so difficult to find ponies who could appreciate fine detail, at least in Rarity's estimation. Then there was the rumor of another feather flu outbreak in Cloudsdale. Or was it pony pox? The affliction of the moment eluded Rarity, but it had been the third this month and she was considering donning a set of magic wings just to go up there and chew out every member of the weather team personally. She so hated the thought of having to prune trees again with Applejack.

Eventually, the two of them settled atop Rarity's bed as the conversation turned to the hot gossip around town. "I've heard," Rarity began, her tone hushed as though she were saying something scandalous, "that Princess Luna made a clandestine visit to Ponyville last night!"

"Last night?" Twilight repeated wearily, an eyebrow raised. "Weird. I mean, I know she's been touring the country in an attempt to garner good will, but how would skulking about in secret help that?"

Rarity scooted ever so close to Twilight and whispered in her ear. "Well," she resumed, "I hear she was seen heading off to Fluttershy's cottage!"

A lump suddenly formed in Twilight's throat, and it took all her will to push it back down. "F-Fluttershy's cottage!?" She squeaked in shock. She cleared her throat and took a few deep breaths, calming down before resuming. "I mean, why would Princess Luna go there of all places?"

"Not sure," Rarity admitted. "But from what I understand, she actually entered the cottage and stayed until the sun started coming up!"

Twilight forced herself to laugh. "Eheh, I think somepony's pulling every pony's leg," she said nervously as memories of Fluttershy's dream flooded her mind again. Her imagination ran wild with possibilities. Most of them involving domination, humiliation and a magical phallus. All of them with Fluttershy on the receiving end.

Thankfully, Rarity didn't notice the severe blush coming to her friend's cheeks. "Perhaps," Rarity conceded, "but then there's the strange noises that came from there two nights before. A bear was roaring very loudly over there, and there was a very, very noisy pony moaning from that direction as well." Rarity let out a girlish squeal. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that pony was mating!"

Twilight simply shook her head, feeling a lot more confident now that what she was hearing was nothing more than old mares' tales. "Really, Rarity?" she asked, her tone dripping disbelief. "Who could possibly mate while there's a bear roaring nearby? That would scare me too much for me to get horny."

Rarity shrugged. "Who knows?" she replied. "Maybe Luna wanted to make sure nothing bad happened. Probably unrelated, but it's probably good to make sure no pony got eaten mid-rutting. You're probably right, but a Princess making sure would probably make Fluttershy feel better if nothing else."

That, Twilight had to admit, actually made sense. If there was anything Fluttershy was known for, it was panicking. "Well, if it is true," Twilight offered, "Princess Luna probably wanted to comfort Fluttershy. You know how that poor pony gets."

"Indeed," Rarity replied with a nod. "It was a very nice gesture if that's the case."

The two ponies nodded and smiled before moving on to more discussion, that topic having been exhausted. Twilight was confident that, even if Luna had visited Fluttershy, that it was nothing more than a visit to comfort the poor pony over that bear. There's no way Fluttershy would ever build the courage to act on those crazy fantasies of hers, Twilight assured herself. The idea actually made Twilight chuckle slightly. It was beyond silly.

Eventually, their night of idle gossip and girlish tomfoolery had reached its end, with the moon way over the horizon. After briefly making sure they'd left no crumbs on the bed, the two unicorns tucked themselves in, both of them looking up at the ceiling.

"You know," Twilight whispered softly, "I'm kind of going to miss these peeks into other dreams."

"Oh my, darling!" Rarity couldn't help but giggle. "I'm sure we'll all let you come sleep over any time you want. Or you could have another sleepover at your place!" Turning to look at Twilight, Rarity's gaze settled on the gorgeous little amulet. "Surely you can just enchant another piece of clothing, now that you have the spell documented."

There was no denying Rarity's logic. Perhaps a pair of earrings, or a quartet of shoes, something that would be less conspicuous than this amulet could be enchanted and give her some more fun time in her friends' heads. Still, Twilight knew she couldn't become too accustomed to being in other dreams, if only because she rather liked having her own as well. Especially the ones with Princess Celestia and the bananas. "You're right," Twilight agreed with her friend. "Hopefully no pony would notice."

A beaming Rarity winked at her friend and nodded. "That's the spirit, darling!" she exclaimed. "Just as long as it doesn't turn us into building-eating parasprites, it's fine!"

Struggling not to just reach over and smack her friend something fierce, Twilight instead forced out a small giggle. "Well, if it hasn't happened up to this point," Twilight surmised, "I don't see it happening now."

"Too true," Rarity admitted. She then turned back to look up at the ceiling before closing her eyes. "Anyway, good night, darling."

"You too," Twilight whispered as she closed her eyes. "Sweet dreams."

As sleep took her, Twilight couldn't help but think one thing. If she starts fucking a mannequin, I'm trashing this thing.

Rarity grinned as she trotted down into the basement of her boutique. A soft grin placed on her ruby-red lips, she couldn't help but be enthused tonight. A new customer! A mare, even! It had been far too long since she'd had a mare sampling her more discreet services, other than the princesses of course. Plenty of stallions though. Oh yes, so many rich and powerful stallions wanting to forget their stressful lives and just be entertained by the most beautiful and talented harlot in all of Equestria.

It took her some time to reach the basement. She'd had it built deep underground, specifically so none in Ponyville would ever know what her true passion was. Sure, she loved making dresses. Finding the most gorgeous patterns and creating works of art was glorious indeed. But this, this was her true calling. Her mouth, hooves, pussy and plot were delicacies, and she had the skills to give her customers an exquisite experience. And it was here, expertly concealed from prying eyes, that she could freely entertain her clients in ways that no simple piece of fabric could ever surpass.

She opened the door at the bottom of the stairs before walking in and closing it again. It, like the trapdoor underneath her desk at the boutique that led to the stairs, was enchanted so that no pony but her could open it. Even her clients, the influential and powerful elite of Equestria, had to teleport here by using special jewelry she'd had crafted. Her hidden den of sin was circular, covering about a hoofball field's worth of space, with mirrored walls and a mirrored ceiling. At the north and south ends of the room were two large, ornate cabinets made of only the finest lacquered redwood. The east end held another door, leading to a large walk-in closet with a host of exotic costumes for those who prefer a bit of role play to spice up the proceedings, and hidden in a small compartment where she stood in front of the western door, an X-frame waited to be lifted up into position for those who felt the need to be punished, of which there were surprisingly many among the upper classes. I'm going to have to add another floor at some point, she thought to herself. I've been holding off installing a proper dungeon for too long. The center of the room held the main attraction – an enchanted cloud bed, more than large enough to provide room for even the most energetic of play. She loved cloud beds. So soft and bouncy, yet easy to maintain. No need to wash it, just teleport it outside and shake it a bit to get the sweat and other fluids out.

But today's client was different. She didn't know who it was, only that it was a unicorn mare who was deeply troubled by her relationship and needed to be relieved. She apparently liked rough sex, but wasn't into the whole bondage equipment thing, so her X-frame would have to wait another day. Less effort on my part, she figured.

She looked at the cuckoo clock that hung above the closet door. She would be here any moment! With the walls being mirrors and all, it was easy to check her mane, tail and coat, making sure everything was pristine. She'd already bathed not thirty minutes ago, so she was more than fresh enough for her newest client. For a moment, she wondered who it could be. The wife of some work-obsessed executive? Or perhaps an over-worked and under-appreciated mayoress? Oh, there were so many of those about, especially in bigger cities like Manehattan or Trottingham. So many possibilities invaded her mind, Rarity found herself dizzy with anticipation. Either way, she had a job to complete! Grinning slyly to herself, she trotted over to the bed before laying down, facing the door she'd come in from as she laid down on her back, waiting for her client to be teleported in. She slipped a fore hoof between her legs and began to rub her clitoral hood, moaning softly as she felt her juices begin to ooze from her trembling vagina. This moment, above all others, gave her such a rush! She loved the look on a client's face when they pop in and are immediately presented with a gorgeous mare masturbating furiously. It never failed to shock her clients, or thrill her.

Suddenly, a crackle of energy appeared in front of the door for but a moment before a pony materialized into existence, wearing the silver choker whose enchantment brought her here. The young, purple-coated unicorn with a straight mane and tail, both purple with pink streaks and gorgeous lavender eyes. The mare who Rarity knew all too well.

"Twilight!?" Rarity shouted, pulling her fore-hoof away from her pussy and crossing her legs.

"Rarity!?" a shocked and dumbfounded Twilight shouted, her eyes going wide as she simply froze in place.

The two of them then shouted perhaps the most obvious line in the most cliche of synchronized choruses. "What are you doing here!?" The two then pointed at one another, only adding to the stereotypical display that neither had ever expected to be involved in.

Rarity was the first to come out of her stupor. "T-Twilight!" She rolled over and stood on all four hooves, glaring intently at her long-time friend. "What in the blazes are you doing!?"

Her friend's inquisition shook Twilight out of her trance, and the lavender pony trotted up purposefully to the cloud bed. "Me!?" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here!?"

"I happen to work here!" Rarity shot back venomously. She then covered her mouth with a hoof and gasped. She couldn't believe she'd just said that.

Meanwhile, Twilight's hair burst into a horrible mess of disorganized strands as she looked at Rarity, mouth agape. "Wait... When I asked that stallion for the best he had... You're a hooker!?"

Rarity simply shook her head as she let her hoof back down onto the ground, shaking her head. "Dear, don't be so vulgar!"

"Vulgar!?" Twilight shouted, making Rarity very glad that she'd had this place built as far down as she had. "I paid somepony for the best whore in his stable, and here I am! What else could you be!?"

"I am a lady!" Rarity snapped back, narrowing her eyes as she leaned closer to Twilight. "I don't offer myself to every drooling tool that wanders my way like some Las Pegasus street walker! I serve only the rich, the powerful, the influential!" She felt her head throbbing as her indignation only made her angrier. "And who are you to talk!? You clearly sought out a courtesan, or you wouldn't be here!"

The two of them stopped for a moment as sudden realization hit them. Both had taken precautions not to get caught. Rarity had of course had this underground den of sin constructed, and sealed it such that no pony but her could enter unless she allowed them, and Twilight had reached out to a call agency in Canterlot that was reputed for having gorgeous call mares and unparallelled discretion. The two mares were clearly worried about being caught, but neither had accounted for the possibility of being caught by the pony they were there for to begin with. To call it surreal was an understatement.

Rarity broke the silence. "Well, how about this," Rarity offered, her voice far softer than it had been a moment ago. "You keep your mouth shut, and I'll do the same."

Given the alternative, Twilight wasn't in the mood to argue. "Sounds like a plan," she agreed with a quick nod. Her lips curled into a slight smile as she looked back and forth nervously. "Um, you don't think that we could still... You know..."

"Oh of course, darling!" Rarity exclaimed, licking her lips. "Oh, I would never let something so trivial as being rented by a close friend get in the way of my work!" She reverted to her position on the bed, laying on her back once more and spreading her hind legs nice and wide, giving Twilight a perfect view of her trembling, juicy cunt. "From what I was told, you like to get a little rough. Am I right?"

Thankful that the two-hundred bits she'd offered up for this hadn't gone to waste, Twilight started relaxing, her hair returning to its prior pristine state. "Oh yes! You have no idea how stressed I get after a long study session! I need a good, hard plowing to get my mind cleared! And now, I need it more than ever."

Rarity's horn was enveloped by a soft, azure light, and the southern cabinet flung open, a black strap-on giant of a dildo levitating over to the bed, along with a pair loose vibrators, rainbow-colored and pink respectively. The toys fell to the bed next to her, and she took hold of the pink dildo. "Oh dear, that sounds just like me!" Rarity sighed lustily as she turned the vibrator on and slid it against her trembling folds, groaning as the shaking toy massaged her twat aggressively. "Getting fucked is just so invigorating!" Her eyes focused on Twilight's, ensnaring the librarian in a stare that would have left Fluttershy in envy. "So, what is troubling you so much that you just had to come to me?"

Twilight licked her lips, gulping nervously as her eyes darted up and down, gazing both at Rarity's entrancing blue eyes and her equally hypnotizing love hole. "You remember how I went to visit Princess Celestia a couple days ago?" Twilight asked softly. "I kinda walked in on her while she was... Um... Playing with Princess Luna."

"Ooooh, is that right!?" Rarity asked slyly. "Darling, it's rude to peek in. I hope you weren't caught... And that the view was worth it!"

"Oh more than you could ever know," Twilight sighed blissfully as the memory returned to her. "But now, I'm kinda..."

"Hot?" Rarity offered.

"Yeah." Twilight gulped nervously, her eyes settling in on the now sopping wet treasure between Rarity's legs. "But I... I can't ask Princess Celestia to... I mean, she's my mentor! I've known her since I was a filly!"

Grinning as she continued to work the frantically vibrating toy up and down along her pussy, Rarity let out a loud, lustful moan. "Mmmmm, darling," she cooed, patting the spot next to her on the bed with a free fore-hoof, "That's hardly a reason to deny how attracted you are to her. Why, if I'd known a mentor like Celestia all my life, I'd likely find her irresistible."

Twilight gulped nervously as she laid on her back next to Rarity, gazing over at the dove-white unicorn as lust began to brew inside her. Feeling the need to join in, she spread her own hind legs open, her pussy already nice and wet from watching rarity, and used her magic to bring the rainbow-colored toy her way. She kept a hold of it with her magic as she turned it on, lowering it to her most sensitive of places. Like Rarity, Twilight started working the toy along her cunt lips, switching between the broadside and the tip as she started to get into it. Soon, both mares were whimpering and sighing with delight as they continued to work their twats with the fiercely shaking vibrators.

Rarity looked over and winked playfully at Twilight, leaning over and stealing a quick peck on the mouth. "Mmmmm, feels good, doesn't it?" she asked, to which Twilight nodded weakly. "Oh, I've got so much more in store, my darling Twilight Sparkle. But I have to ask, why hire a call mare? Certainly a gorgeous little strumpet like yourself could have any stallion or mare you desire! Goodness, you could probably work as a call mare yourself!"

An adorable little blush flared over Twilight's cheeks. "Yeah, but I wanted an... An expert, you know?" She bit her lip slightly as she pointed the vibrator at her entrance, suddenly feeling much, much bolder. "I've never felt this horny in my whole life! I need relief!"

Rarity couldn't help but giggle, releasing the dildo she was using and letting it fall to the bed. "Oh dear, you've got it bad for Celestia, don't you?" she asked with a mischievous grin. "Dear, what you need is her!"

"But, how?" Twilight asked. "I mean, she's our ruler, and I'm just..."

"Just some other pony?" Rarity cut in. "Darling, Princess Celestia isn't blind, so there's a good chance she likes what she sees when you come by." With that, she used her magic to force open the door to her costume closet. She knew exactly what she needed. Without effort, she levitated a perfect replica of Princess Celestia's crown and collar, along with a wig made to look and behave like the Princess' hair. Getting those bits ready, she then pulled four perfect replicas of Celestia's royal horse shoes, the golden hoof-guards slipping onto each one of her hooves. With the wig in place, her own hair vanished. Even her tail vanished, the magic of the wig making a perfect replica of Celestia's long, graceful tail jut out proudly in its place just over her plot hole. With her costume done, she stood on all hooves before Twilight, looking every bit like a smaller Princess Celestia. Even her cutie mark was concealed by the various enchantments of her costume, replaced with the royal sunburst. "I think you need some practice," Rarity declared. "Wouldn't you agree, my faithful student?"

Stunned by the sight of the gorgeous costume on Rarity's gorgeous body, Twilight could only nod and give a faint squeak, the toy she'd been using falling to the bed as she lost concentration on the spell. Were it not for the horn and her smaller frame, Rarity would have been a dead ringer for Celestia, and it only served to make Twilight wetter. "W-Wow," she stammered. "S-so perfect."

Rarity smirked proudly at her client's shock. She loved it when her Johns – or Janes, as it were – were struck speechless. This was why she was the best call mare in Equestria. She looked down at the toys on the floor and, without much thought, teleported them out of the room. They'd need to be sterilized later, and they weren't going to be much use now. Save for the strap-on, that went back where she found it, as it went unused. She had a much better idea in mind. "Would you be so kind as to go over to the door?"

Licking her lips and nodding weakly, Twilight snapped to her hooves, immediately doing as she was told. She couldn’t help but wonder what Rarity had in store for her. She went to the magically sealed entrance and turned around, seeing Rarity sitting on the bed reading a parchment note, or at least acting as though she were.

"Hello?" Rarity asked, her voice a decent impersonation of the Princess of the Day. She turned her head to the door and gave Twilight a warm, welcoming smile. "Oh, if it isn't my lovely student, Twilight Sparkle!" Rarity licked her lips slowly, eying the nervous lavender unicorn intently.

Fortunately for Rarity, Twilight picked up on just what was going on. She bowed properly before her and smiled back. "Princess!" she exclaimed, "I'm here because I... I..." She gulped nervously, slowly making her way back to the bed.

Rarity gazed at Twilight, surveying her every curve, her every step, the way her plot shook with every single movement. There was nothing about that sexy body that gave away Twilight's scholarly nature. "Because you... what?" Rarity asked gently, smiling a warm, friendly smile. "You know you can tell me anything."

"Anything?" Twilight forced a smile as she reached the foot of the bed. Rarity gently ran a hoof through that lovely deep purple mane. "I just... I don't know if..."

Rarity's hoof slid down and pressed against Twilight's lips. "Anything," she assured her, keeping her impersonation. "Nothing you say could possibly turn me away from you. Now, what do you seek." She backed her hoof away and leaned her head in closer, letting the heat of her breath brush against Twilight's cheeks.

Twilight let out a whimper. Even if this was just role-play, her lips felt dry and the words had trouble forming. She mouthed several words senselessly, looking at the gorgeous mare before her. "I..." Her voice started to crack slightly, her eyes shuddering as she forced the words out. "I... I love... you..."

Rarity grinned at Twilight, with a mixture of lust and admiration. It was clear that it was proving difficult for her, and Rarity could only marvel at her friend's bravery. Her voice serene, she replied sincerely, the way every pony expected the real Celestia to reply. "So, it took you this long, has it?" Rarity leaned in and kissed Twilight firmly on the lips. "I've been waiting for those words for SO long."

"R-really!?" Twilight stammered, bringing a hoof to her mouth. "I..."

Rarity didn't give Twilight a chance to finish, reaching for the lavender unicorn with both fore-hooves and pulling her into an embrace. "You don't need to say anything, Twilight," she said softly, holding Twilight in her embrace. "Don't ever doubt my feelings for you, Twilight Sparkle."

"Th... Thank you, Princess...." Twilight sniffled and blinked the tears out of her eyes. Part of her tried to return her to composure. This was just a role-play! It wasn't really Celestia. It was just Rarity, a whore who she'd hired to please her! And yet, what if it could happen? What if beautiful, kind-hearted, generous, perfect Celestia really loved her back? Resolving to really tell Celestia what she felt at the next chance she got, she lifted her head up and brought her lips to Rarity's, gazing deeply into her eyes. At that moment, she could only see her Princess, the mare of her dreams.

Rarity, meanwhile, was absolutely ecstatic beneath that serene facade. It had been a while since somepony had come to her with something deeper than the simple need for release, and she so loved seeing the look in the eyes of ponies who'd found something deeper than the fulfillment of base lusts in her little subterranean fuck room. Perhaps, Rarity thought, Twilight will finally tell the Princess what every pony already knows? Still, she was a lady of the night, and she could feel the heat of Twilight's desire on her skin, in her gaze. She wanted nothing more than to make Twilight scream Celestia's name, and she knew just how to do it. After all, Twilight liked it rough.

Twilight gasped as she was suddenly grabbed by her shoulders and thrown on the bed, laying on her back and looking up at Rarity, a warm, genuine smile on her parted lips, her hind legs spread wide. "P-Princess!"

"Did you think I was some virginal flower, Twilight?" Rarity growled huskily, her impression still flawless. "We all have our fantasies. Even me." With that, she leaned down and pressed her lips tightly against her client's, driving her tongue forcefully into Twilight's mouth. The two lay there, Rarity fully embracing her character, exerting her will over the trembling, submissive Twilight. Her fore-hooves traveled up and down Twilight's body, searching for the sensitive parts of her chest, sides, flanks, anywhere Rarity could get a hoof on. Of course, Rarity wouldn't dare be gentle, her hooves groping with wild abandon as Twilight moaned and cried out with delight. "Oh dear!" Rarity gasped in mock surprise. "It seems my faithful little student is a horny filly." She licked her lips and slipped a hoof between Twilight's hind legs, absolutely adoring the way Twilight's eyes trembled, the say she writhed on the bed as Rarity played with her.

"Y-Yes," Twilight breathed through a deep, throaty moan. "I need you, Princess..." She tried to pull her legs even further apart, groaning from the strain as she desperately tried to open herself for the woman above her. In her lustful haze, Twilight no longer saw Rarity at all. That gorgeous, ethereal tricolor hair flowing along an unseen breeze, that deep, penetrating gaze, belonged to her idol, her love. Twilight's eyes, normally so accurate and keen, only saw Princess Celestia above her, and her heart was aflutter with love and lust. She wanted this more than anything.

Rarity, likewise, looked down at Twilight, licking her lips as the scholar squirmed and moaned beneath her. This was hardly the first time she'd role-played with a client. This wasn't even the first time she'd role-played as Princess Celestia. This was, however, the first time she'd seen a look of pure, unadulterated devotion in another pony's eyes. Every pony knew that Twilight absolutely adored Princess Celestia, but as she looked down at her, Rarity understood just how much. This was Twilight's greatest fantasy, and it was Rarity's honor to help her friend live it out.

Well, that and she wanted a piece of that plot. That was always helpful as far as motivations went.

Grinning slyly, Rarity kicked off one of her horseshoes, her newly-free hoof caressing Twilight's mare-hood roughly, occasionally slipping inside, feeling the moist warmth of twilight's desire. "Twilight," she cooed softly, "if we're going to be a couple, you should really just call me by my name."

"Y-Yes, Prin – Um, Yes, Celestia," Twilight moaned as she felt Rarity's hoof eagerly rubbed her trembling pussy, her clit throbbing with intense arousal. "I'm... I'm yours... Please..."

"Please?" Rarity asked, licking her lips as she stopped moving her hoof, her ear on Twilight's every word. "Please what, my faithful little Twilight?"

The blush on Twilight's cheeks only intensified as she took a deep, ragged breath. "Please," Twilight moaned, "Please take me! Fuck me hard and fast! I'm yours, all yours! I've wanted this so long, please don't make me wait any more!" By the end of her begging, Twilight's voice cracked, and desperate tears ran down her cheeks as she gazed up at Rarity, the need to be Princess Celestia's mare practically radiating off the lavender unicorn.

Rarity couldn't help but oblige. She drove her hoof deep into Twilight's twat, groaning softly as she felt her foreleg being clutched by the tight vaginal muscles around it. At first, she gauged how far she could push, getting two-thirds of her foreleg in before she was obstructed, presumably by twilight's cervix. Certain of twilight's limits, Rarity started pumping her leg back and forth with speed and vigor, driving deep inside Twilight's juicy hole over and over again, smiling warmly at Twilight, who was moaning and writhing uncontrollably beneath her. As much fun as she was having hoof-fucking Twilight, there was something missing, something more that could add to the illusion.

Of course! The realization hit Rarity like a ball-peen hammer to the face. My horn!

Lowering her face so that her horn was in front of Twilight's trembling mouth, Rarity gave her order in her sternest Celestia voice. "Suck."

Twilight happily obeyed, leaning her face up and lapping at Rarity's horn eagerly, running her tongue up and down along the length. Her whole body was alight with lustful energy, trembling uncontrollably as Rarity plunged hard and deep down her waiting, wanting cunt, her own horn sparking as her magic started spurting out of control. All the while, she licked and kissed at Rarity's sparking horn, showering it in adoration. Eventually, she couldn't stop herself anymore, and her lips wrapped around the white horn, sealing tightly around it as she began to pump her mouth up and down, sucking with all the strength she had.

Rarity had to keep from climaxing right then and there. She'd never imagined that Twilight could be such an excellent horn sucker. The feeling of that gorgeous, warm tongue lapping at her horn while those tight lips pumped up and down, giving her hot, moist mouth to Rarity's horn in complete submission. Rarity returned Twilight's eagerness with her own, driving her hoof back and forth with all the force she could muster, even as she felt the building pressure spread throughout her body from Twilight's eager horn sucking.

The two of them continued like this for seemingly forever, Twilight's mouth slurping hungrily on Rarity's horn while Rarity hoof-fucked Twilight's trembling pussy, the two of them building heat in one another, their horns sparking with uncontrolled magical discharge, both pussies flowing freely, readying for a discharge all their own. When the two unicorns finally came, Rarity was once more glad she'd had this den built so deep underground, as if this was above ground, every single pony in Ponyville would have heard the two mares' cries of ecstasy as they were wracked with spasms, Twilight releasing Rarity's horn just in time as the magical discharge spat out, spraying her face in hot magical essence, while her own horn spilled harmlessly into the cloud bed. The trembling and gushing of their pussies affected Rarity two ways – her own pussy exploding in ecstasy as Twilight's own orgasm squeezed her foreleg, locking it into place. The two of them were locked in orgasm for what felt like forever, which made the drop all the more pronounced.

"So, my faithful student," Rarity purred softly as she finally slid her damp foreleg out of Twilight's trembling, oozing twat, "was your princess everything you imagined?" She looked down and saw Twilight fast asleep, a cute little smile gracing her adorable little face. Later on, Rarity would do everything in her power to help her friend hook up with Celestia. For now, though, Rarity simply scooped Twilight up in her fore-hooves, letting her exhausted friend revel in her fantasy.

Another job well done, Rarity thought happily as she stroked Twilight's hair absently. More than ever, she was proud of her secret work.

By all that is sacred, Twilight thought as she forced herself to sit upright, her lips curled in a distressful frown. Am I that obvious? Does every pony know?

When she began this research, she thought she knew her friends inside and out. As she sat across from Rarity, who was also slowly forcing herself upright, she realized that she had no damned clue. She never would have ever guessed Fluttershy would want to be with Princess Luna, much less her desire to be enslaved to her. Applejack's lust for Big Mac pushed uncomfortable thoughts of herself and her own brother being intimate. Needless to say, she didn't share Applejack's incestuous desires. Then there was Rainbow Dash, who surprised her by being the most normal of the lot, and even then, the magic penis was just weird. Then there was Pinkie, who was, for lack of better explanation, being Pinkie in her dreams as well.

But this, this was beyond odd. Rarity was the classiest pony she knew! Twilight would have bet the library against Rarity fantasizing about being a call mare. It just ran against everything she knew Rarity to stand for. True, call mares were different from street hookers, but they were still prostitutes! What lady would think being a prostitute was a good thing? And Rarity imagining Twilight as a client was uncomfortable as well. Still, the thought of being sneaky like that did have its appeal.

You know, Twilight pondered, I look pretty sexy in Rarity's mind. Maybe I am sexy.

Rarity, meanwhile, simply looked at Twilight with hollow, scared eyes. "My stars, darling!" Rarity exclaimed. "I, um, I..." Rarity gulped nervously, finding herself in at a rare loss for words.

Twilight wasn't doing much better. this had been, by far, the most intense dream she'd laid eyes on, and being in the dream only served to add to the awkwardness. "Um, well, you make a good Celestia I guess," she offered weakly.

Rarity blushed deeply. "I hope you don't think less of me, Twilight. You know, because of the whole... Whore thing." She looked away from Twilight and bit her lip, sniffling softly as she fought to hold back tears.

Whatever Twilight might have thought about watching Rarity fuck her from Rarity's point of view, there was no way she could possibly let her friend put herself down. "You weren't being a whore!" she protested vigorously. "You were being a courtesan, a call mare, a comforter! There's nothing at all wrong with that! Why, I bet there's lots of handsome stallions and gorgeous mares who'd love to be cared for!" She put a hoof on Rarity's shoulder, smiling softly as she did. "And I..." She sighed softly and gave Rarity a weak smile. "You're kinda right. I really should go tell Princess Celestia how I feel."

Rarity's head snapped back to look at Twilight. "You mean... My dream helped you? You really think I could...?"

Twilight nodded softly. "Oh, most certainly!" she exclaimed softly. "In fact, I think I know somepony who needs that sort of help."

"Oh!?" Rarity asked, wiping her tears. "Do tell, darling."

With that, she started talking about the other experiences she had, starting in reverse order. She wanted to spend the most time on Fluttershy, get that girl to go after Luna and seek a more romantic relationship. If any pony needed to feel like she had a chance, it was Fluttershy.

Dear Princess Celestia,

I hope you are well. Enclosed is a pair of amulets that can be used to see into other ponies' dreams. Please see that one of them is brought to Princess Luna, with my best wishes. Also included is a complete, detailed study of dreams resulting from voluntary experimentation with my friends, as well as a detailed description of the enchantment itself. This could not have been done without them. I believe that the tests I've put this enchantment through have proven its safety and effectiveness, and I hope to receive your assessment at your earliest convenience.

I've also learned something about friendship in the course of this adventure in my friends' dreams. It's easy to look at other ponies' deepest, darkest secrets and shudder in disgust, to label them deviants if you don't approve. But unless they're particularly destructive to themselves or threatening to others, there's little reason to put a pony down for what they feel in their heart of hearts. We all have things in our minds that we keep away from prying eyes, and when a pony trusts you enough to let you see their secrets, it is your obligation to do everything possible to comfort them. I was less than supportive with some of my friends when I found their dreams to be not as much to my liking, especially to Fluttershy, and I will do everything in my power to remedy the issue. I'm glad to have friends such as these.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle.

P.S.: I would like to talk to you personally at your earliest convenience. In the course of looking into my friends' dreams, I was forced to look into my own. It would be inappropriate to simply write what I must say to you. Instead, I hope to tell you face-to-face. Once again, thank you.

Princess Celestia put down the scroll and looked down at the box that it came with, already opened and revealing the bounty Twilight had detailed in her letter. If there was anything that she loved more than Twilight's devotion, it was her initiative, even if it resulted in a comedy of errors from time to time. That Twilight had created a brand new enchantment that would surely find a place in the Royal Archives was proof of the talent that little unicorn had. To hear that she had something to get off her chest was something of a relief as well. Twilight Sparkle was the most dedicated magic student she'd ever known, yet in all the time they'd known each other, Celestia always felt like Twilight was hiding something important, as though afraid it would hurt her.

"I'm a big girl," Celestia murmured, "and I love you more than you'll ever know. If only you'd see that."

It was at that moment that Luna galloped casually by, grinning from ear to ear. "Sister!" she greeted warmly before letting out a light-hearted giggle. "I see your pupil saw fit to send you one of her reports before our morning meal."

Celestia shook her head and chuckled as she put the letter in the box, levitating one of the amulets out before closing it. "Yes," she replied. "You know my Twilight, always working on something. She sends her regards to you as well." She brought the amulet to Luna with a smile, releasing it from her telekinetic grasp just as Luna's magic took hold of it. "By the way," Celestia spoke with a curious tone in her voice. "I hear you and Fluttershy spent last night talking again at her cottage. When are you going to bring her over?"

Luna sighed softly as she slipped the amulet around her neck, taking a moment to admire the gorgeous amethyst star. "I would like to," she admitted, "but I'm not sure if she feels the same way I do. At times, I smell her heat, but she shies away from any talk beyond friendship, as though she were frightened by the notion. I am afraid to bring it up anymore, honestly, for fear of losing her friendship." Luna shook her own head and chuckled. "No different from you and Twilight Sparkle, I imagine."

Celestia simply rolled her eyes. "Indeed." Wait! Realization hit Celestia suddenly. Fluttershy!? She popped open the box again, and sure enough, one of the sealed scrolls bore Fluttershy's name. Of course, she'd helped Twilight as well. She levitated the scroll over to Luna with a sudden smile. "This may have your answer, sister," she explained. "Please bring it back in good condition, as I must read it before it goes into the archives."

Snatching up the scroll and looking at her sister as though she'd just done a barrel roll, Luna nodded. "I will, sister," she replied. "You shall have it back after I raise the moon tonight."

A cute, loving smile crept on her face. "Enjoy," she told her sister. Luna simply nodded before leaving.

I hope it's what Luna wants to see, Celestia thought to herself. She's been through so much.

With that, she poured over the rest of the notes. Indeed, Twilight Sparkle was a great student. Very detailed accounts. She couldn't help but agree with her charge. Yes, her friends' fantasies were odd, and most would consider them deviant, but they weren't especially destrucive, at least so long as Applejack didn't start wanting to have foals with her brother. Indeed, these notes only made Celestia desire to see Twilight's deepest thoughts even more.

Suddenly, Celestia's eyes shot wide open. "Idea!" she cried out to herself in a singsong voice.

In her boutique, Rarity sneezed. Did somepony just impersonate her?

Chapter 6: Twilight Sparkle

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Dream a Little Dream

By Yuko Asho

Chapter 6: Twilight Sparkle.

Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash sighed as they stretched in the carriage, looking over at the two armored pegasus guards pulling the carriage through the skies. They'd each been given invitations by a guard, all told to meet at Ponyville's town square to be picked up. Other than Rainbow Dash grumbling about not being allowed to fly on her own, the four of them got in without incident, and now were making their way to Canterlot. It was a much longer journey than any of them had thought it would be, but they all agreed that it beat the day-long train ride.

Pinkie was, despite strict orders from the guards, bouncing up and down wildly, forcing Rarity and Applejack to hold onto the side rails for dear life. "Whee!" Pinkie shouted in excitement. "I can't wait to get to the castle! This is gonna be so much more fun than the Gala because we're all going to be partying in the castle and there's gonna be all sorts of really super-duper important ponies walking around and they're gonna all enjoy the amazing treats and stuff and the princesses are going to be there and Luna wasn't really there at the Gala because ponies were scared of her but they're not scared anymore and-"

"Pinkie!" The other three shouted in unison, glaring at their ranting friend. That shut Pinkie up rather quickly. Even she could figure out when every other pony in the cart was glaring at her that way. Sometimes, anyway.

"This is all nice and all," Applejack began, certain that Pinkie was going to keep from ranting for a while, "but where the hay are Twilight and Fluttershy?"

Rarity and Rainbow Dash blinked a few times, and even Pinkie looked confused. Obviously, Princess Celestia was Twilight Sparkle's long-time friend and mentor. The idea that she'd be left out of a get-together like this was beyond absurd.

"Maybe Twilight needed more time?" Rainbow Dash offered. "I mean, this is supposed to be honoring something she did, right?"

"There's that," Rarity replied, "But what about Fluttershy? I know the poor dear is shy, but I can't imagine her just staying home."

Applejack shrugged at that. She had no idea what those two were doing, and she didn't have much to offer.

"Maybe Celestia and Luna are picking them up!" Pinkie suddenly said.

That got Applejack's attention. Actually, it got every pony's attention, but Applejack was the first to express her disbelief. "Pinkie, you know how bonkers that is?" She shook her head and adjusted her stetson, rolling her eyes at her friend. "The princesses ain't gonna waste their time pickin' two ponies up. They're the princesses, for cryin' out loud!"

"Yeah, Applejack's got a point," Rainbow added. "I get that Celestia likes Twilight, but they can't be that close. And there's no reason for either princess to go snatch up Fluttershy."

"Indeed," Rarity offered. "Pinkie, darling, you really must consider things before rushing to such outlandish ideas." she laughed softly and brushed her hair from in front of her face in a dainty manner. "Really, the princesses reducing themselves to escorts. How ridiculous."

Twilight opened the door to the cottage and gasped at the sight in front of her door. Princess Celestia was waiting outside, fully bridled, pulling a royal carriage. Seeing the love of her life in such a servile role was quite jarring.

"Hello, Twilight!" Celestia chirped happily. "I'm here to pick you up for the party!"

"Party?" Twilight asked, surprised. "What party?"

"Oh, your party, silly!" Celestia's response was soft and friendly. "I was so impressed by your work, I thought I'd invite you and your friends to a little party to honor your entry into the archives."

The blush that spread on Twilight's cheeks could have lit Ponyville instead of the sun had the need arisen. "W-wow!" she stammered. "You really liked it?"

Celestia simply nodded and smiled. "Of course I did, Twilight! I was amazed at how well-researched it was. You're far too modest, my little pony."

A sheepish grin found its way on Twilight's face as her blush somehow managed to intensify. "Thank you so much, Princess."

"Please," Celestia replied, "just call me Celestia. You've known me long enough, I feel."

"O-of course!" Twilight stammered. "Um, so, you want me to, um, get in the carriage?" It had been a while since Twilight had been so flustered.

Celestia smiled and giggled as she witnessed her fidgeting student. The lavender unicorn was absolutely adorable, the way she trembled with uncertainty. "Come on," she said, "You don't want to miss your friends, do you? They should be on their way already."

Hesitantly, Twilight slipped into the carriage, biting her lower lip at the sight of Celestia's sexy, curvy flanks and plot. It was beyond gorgeous, and Twilight found herself feeling light-headed all of a sudden.

Looking back for a moment to make sure her passenger was fully in the carriage, Celestia spread her wings far and wide, letting them stretch out for a moment before she took off. She let out a blissful sigh as she felt the air against her face and wings. She could have teleported the two of them to Canterlot, but it had been far, far too long since she'd flown properly, and with her beloved Twilight behind her, it just felt so romantic.

Luna fell to the ground gracefully in front of the path to Fluttershy's cottage. She had decided against dragging a carriage along. It would have simply drawn too much unwanted attention, and right now, she didn't feel like having ponies glaring angrily at her. No, she only wanted to talk to Fluttershy, to see those big, vulnerable turquoise eyes, to hear her wispy, delicate voice.

As she trotted slowly along the path, her mind wandered to when she first saw Fluttershy. She had been at the Grand Galloping Gala that first year she'd returned, but mostly stuck to the shadows. She didn't feel right then, not after a millennium sealed away, not after what she'd done upon her return. Indeed, she spent most of her time in the garden, where the shadows hung oppressively, giving her plenty of room to hide. It was there that she saw this yellow mare with the most beautiful pink mane and tail, desperately trying to catch and befriend the garden's animal denizens. She seemed desperate for acceptance, and it was clearly getting to her. In many ways, that mare reminded Luna of herself, rejected by those whose love she was desperate for. Then that pony, so frustrated, ran after a group of those animals, who had run into the castle in a panic. Then, that voice, tainted with anger and desperation, called out.

"You're going to love me!"

In that moment, Luna had seen a splitting image of herself, a pony twisted and deformed by anger and rejection. Another Nightmare Moon. Luna spent the day after in her bed, crying her eyes out. Did this beautiful mare's friends see the beautiful mare underneath? Did they try to help her? Did they love her? Curiously, she would follow Fluttershy every chance she got, observing this sweet pony who so loved nature and all the creatures of the realm. She was so frail, so delicate, so trusting. And even as she was betrayed and exploited, she dealt with it as best she could, rarely succumbing to the anger that had overtaken her that night. Luna was envious of her, but there was something else, something deep within her heart that she had thought long dead. She had fallen in love.

Then came Nightmare Night. She would have never shown herself publicly had it not been for her sister insisting that she return to normal life. Their subjects were terrified of her, hiding and cowering before her. She tried to impress them with obsolete regal custom, but only served to frighten them more. In an attempt to learn how to speak more normally, Twilight Sparkle had taken her to Fluttershy's cottage, along these very steps.

And there, Luna had made an ass of herself. Already terrified by Nightmare Night, seeing Luna had sent Fluttershy into terrified hysterics, to the point where Twilight had to force her out of her house twice. And then, that cursed Royal Canterlot Voice. She had been so foolish. How could she expect someone so easily frightened by her own shadow not to panic at being screamed at from so close. Those eyes, wide with terror, that cute mouth locked in a frown as she shivered, scared for her life. Luna had scared Fluttershy senseless, and it haunted her for the rest of the night. Even had that ridiculous pink pony not riled the crowd at the apple bobbing stand, Luna doubted she'd have kept the rest from losing their minds with fear for long. In the end, she only got them to stop rejecting her by playing the role given to her, the villain of Nightmare Night. Feeling like a fool, she withdrew again. She stopped following Fluttershy, convinced there was no way the sweet, perfect pony could ever love a monster like her.

That was until this week. When she'd received that letter from Fluttershy requesting an audience, she dropped everything. Hearing that Fluttershy, the pony of her dreams, was willing to look at her, much less talk to her, had lifted Luna's spirits up high for the first time in ages. Even more amazing, Fluttershy actually felt sorry for what happened. Luna should have been the one to apologize!

They'd talk for three straight nights, enjoying each others company. This delicate creature, this Fluttershy, had by now wholly captured Luna's heart, but Luna could never have imagined that Fluttershy could ever feel for her the way she did for Fluttershy. Luna would have to settle for Fluttershy's friendship.

That was until yesterday. She'd pored over Twilight's report with incredible fervor. What she had seen amazed her. Not only had Fluttershy wanted her, but that night that Luna thought had ruined her chances had apparently left a very different impression on the sun-colored pony. Her mind again wandered to that report, to Fluttershy's own secret fantasy.

Fluttershy’s screams grew more and more frantic, her voice cracking as she was more and more aggressively pounded. Her whole body was quivering now, the fire deep inside her building up, threatening to spill out any moment. Her eyes widened as the familiar wave of pure, uncontrolled euphoria hit her. Unable to withstand the assault, Fluttershy let out an ear-splitting cry and shuddered uncontrollably, her hooves collapsing under the weight of the earth-shattering orgasm that pulsated through her every nerve, blinding her for but a moment as she shuddered in the throes of white-hot pleasure.

Luna felt her own cheeks flare up and her wings pop straight up. She'd never felt this way in her whole life. There was a chance! Right now, she didn't care one bit if every other pony in Equestria hated her guts. She only had eyes for Fluttershy. Now, she had to make Fluttershy understand that she wanted her, not just for sex, but to spend the rest of eternity with.

Standing in front of the door, Luna took a few deep breaths to compose herself, willing her wings beck down to her sides. There was no way she would be so base as to show off a wing boner now. Satisfied that she was ready, she knocked on Fluttershy's door.

"Hello?" The mare of her dreams called out in that soft, sweet voice.

Luna again felt her wings rise, and again forced them back down, taking a deep breath. "F-Fluttershy!" Luna stammered. "Are you free?"

The door opened and Fluttershy looked at Luna with a curious gaze, her head tilted to the side slightly. "Why are you here at this time of day, Princess? Is something wrong?"

Luna shook her head, smiling warmly at the object of her affection. "No," she softly said with a shake of her head. "Nothing could be more right." Well, Luna thought. This is it. Steeling herself, she took a deep breath and just laid her cards on the table. "Fluttershy... I... I love you."

The two ponies stood there for a moment in silence. Neither knew what to do next. Love didn't come with a manual, after all, even for a deity like Luna.

Finally, for the first time in her life, Fluttershy took the lead. She leaned in and nuzzled Luna's neck softly. "I..." Words proved difficult to come by as Fluttershy fought off the urge to hide behind her mane. "I just... I didn't think..."

"Nor did I," Luna whispered, hushing Fluttershy with a peck on the forehead. "But, I figured, what's the worst that could happen?" Her eyes began to well up as she gazed at Fluttershy, trying to beat back the tears that filled her deep blue eyes. She was failing, however, unable to contain her tears of worry. What if she said no? What if she was wrong about what that dream had meant?

However, Fluttershy couldn't resist the sight of this poor, distressed pony before her. She wrapped her forelegs around Luna's neck, pulling her into an embrace. Her wings shot straight into the air at an impossible angle. Luna's wings joined Fluttershy's, but this time, she made no effort to push them back now. As hot as they were right now, neither pony would have had much luck.

“I... I love you too, Luna,” Fluttershy squeaked softly. “I just didn't think you'd...”

The two of them stood there in each others embrace for a while, simply enjoying one another's company. Still holding her, Luna finally spoke up. "Fluttershy," Luna cried softly, kissing her dream mare's earlobe as she spoke. "I... I'll treat you as roughly as you wish. I will make you scream, bring you to the heights of ecstasy, and make your every wish come true, no matter how... Exotic." She tightened her grip on Fluttershy slightly, as though frightened to lose her. "But," Luna resumd, her voice taking on a stern seriousness that would not be ignored, "you are no whore. You are no toy. You are the love of my life, the one that completes me and gives my existence meaning. Never forget that."

Fluttershy's eyes widened in surprise. She'd never told Luna about the dreams she'd been plagued with since that Nightmare Night meeting. There was only one way Luna could know. "Did Twilight tell you?" Fluttershy asked softly.

"After a fashion," Luna admitted. "I read part of the report relating to her research."

Fluttershy simply let out a soft giggle. Of course, Twilight would never send any project to Princess Celestia without detailed research, and of course Luna would notice. She was strangely not mad, however, actually rather glad that the mare who had consumed her dreams had shared those feelings. "May... May I call you Mistress? Not all the time, but..."

"Of course, my Fluttershy," Luna affirmed. "Though, are you sure that's the sort of relationship you want? I mean, I can be pretty... Harsh."

"Well, if Twilight recorded what she'd seen faithfully," Fluttershy replied, her voice still soft, yet carrying a seductive undertone, "you know I like the rough stuff."

Luna couldn't help but laugh at that. "Of course, my favored pet," Luna admitted. "We'll have to have you fitted for a collar."

That earned a giggle from Fluttershy, who opened her mouth to speak, but found herself interrupted by a group of hummingbirds who began singing Ode an die Freude on a dinner table, with Angel Bunny composing them from atop one of the chairs, using an uncooked spaghetti piece as a baton.

A bright, radiant smile crept onto Luna's face. "I see your friends have a taste for the classics," she observed.

"Indeed," Fluttershy replied with a dainty giggle. "Angel's always loved Neightoven. So peaceful, don't you agree?"

Luna nodded, and the two of them simply stayed in one another's arms, simply enjoying the music. Celestia and the others can wait, Luna thought. Right now, she was happy, truly happy for the first time in so many years.

Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rarity and Rainbow Dash followed a guard into the giant bedroom, marveling at the sheer size of the room. Once every pony was in, the guard excused himself, leaving the guests to gawk at Princess Celestia's quarters.

"Well darn," Applejack gasped. "This here's as big as a barn!"

Rarity replied with a haughty laugh and took a moment to admire the elegant furniture, stonework and banners. "It's certainly a lot more gorgeous," she squealed. "Oh goodness, what I wouldn't do to live in a place like this."

Ignoring Rarity and Applejack, Rainbow Dash flew around in a circle a few times, hugging the curved walls as she spun round and round. "Yeah, this is awesome!" She looked down at the beds, seven standard-sized cloud beds orbiting a gigantic bed in the center. "Well," she mused aloud, "Looks like this is going to be quite the intimate party. Hey, maybe they'll let us share a bed, eh Pinkie?" She waited for a few moments for Pinkie's response. When none came, she came back down to the floor and looked around. "Pinkie?"

Pinkie Pie was somewhat busy, planting large orange bricks attached to wires and strange mechanical devices all over the room. She placed one on each of the three large tables, then stuck one on each of the columns surrounding the room, culminating with in the center of the large cloud bed. Judging by the fact that neither the brick nor Pinkie fell through, it was easy to see that the beds were enchanted, probably for the non-pegasi in the room.

"Pinkie?" Rainbow Dash looked over at Pinkie Pie, scratching her head in confusion. "What are you doing?"

"Yes," a serene, undeniably regal voice interjected from behind the group. "What are you doing, Pinkie Pie?"

The group, sans Pinkie, turned toward the door and saw Princess Celestia walk into the room, with a blushing Twilight Sparkle in tow. Pinkie was busy checking the various orange bricks, making sure all the wires to the attached machinery were just right.

Not at all partial to being ignored in her own quarters, Princess Celestia spoke again. "Pinkie? What are you doing?" Twilight hid behind the princess, as if afraid of what was going to happen.

Finally, Pinkie bounced over to the princess, a huge smile on her face. "Oh, nothing special!" she chirped. She pulled out what looked like a remote control with just one big, red button. "I just noticed you didn't have any party stuff here, so..." She held up the remote. "It's time for some Party Semtex!"

The rest of the ponies took Twilight's cue and hid behind Celestia, who was now looking at Pinkie with wide-eyed horror.

"Wait!" Celestia demanded. "Don't you press-"

"Pressing the button!" Pinkie exclaimed excitedly as she jammed the button with full force. As blinding light filled the room and loud explosions drowned out all hearing, Celestia could only raise a shield to protect the others, from the destruction that was sure to follow.

Only, there was no destruction. Celestia examined the room as vision returned to her eyes. There was no damage whatsoever. Instead, balloons covered the roof and were suspended just above every bed, with festive banners hanging on the columns, one of them reading "Princess Party!" in large, pink lettering agaisnt a white background. The three formerly barren tables were now packed with cupcakes, candies, pies, candy apples, and all other assorted treats. The center table also featured a gigantic banana ice cream cake with an effigy of Princess Celestia in banana sorbet, along with a blueberry sorbet effigy of Princess Luna.

“Well,” Princess Celestia said faintly, “I didn't expect that.” Even though her ears were ringing, the after-image had faded enough to give her a full-detail view of the garish decoration and the abundance of sugary treats. She then looked down at the beaming Pinkie Pie, who was standing on her hind legs and hopping in place eagerly.

“Yay!” Pinkie squealed emphatically. “It worked! It worked! Now I can take a party everywhere!”

The princess couldn't help but roll her eyes at the party pony's crazed enthusiasm. “Yes, yes you can,” Celestia deadpanned as she looked back at her other guests, who were slowly moving out from behind her, looking just as surprised as she had been at the lack of devastation.

Applejack was the first to recover, adjusting her hat as she looked around at the festive decorations. “Well now,” she declared with a grin, “you done went and outdid yourself there, Pinkie.”

“Indeed,” Rarity agreed. “Still lots of garish colors, but it's certainly jubilant.” She walked over to the treat tables, marveling at the variety of goodies on display. “Really, darling, how do you do it?”

“Trade secret!” Pinkie exclaimed.

Every pony looked at her for a moment with varying degrees of incredulity. Celestia caught herself pondering whether the staff of Canterlot Asylum would be able to handle Pinkie.

Rainbow Dash interrupted the group pondering, another bit of curiosity overtaking her. “Hey, where's Fluttershy?” she asked, her voice soft with concern.

“Now that you mention it,” Rarity contemplated aloud, “Twilight came here with Princess Celestia, and the rest of us were brought here by a guard escort.”

Celestia smiled softly and let out a giggle. “Oh, Luna insisted on fetching Fluttershy,” she assured the others. “Apparently she had something to get off her chest.”

Twilight gulped softly and walked up to her mentor, looking up at her. “Wait... You didn't show Luna....”

“Your research?” Celestia finished. “Oh yes, Luna was actually quite enthused to read it. She apparently discovered something she'd never expected about Fluttershy.”

Twilight gulped loudly and looked down at the floor. “Well,” she whimpered, “hope it goes well. Yeah...” Oh goodness! She screamed inwardly. Luna's gonna think she's a freak! This is dreadful

Fluttershy moaned lustily as she bounced up and down along the length of Luna's magical shaft, the petals of her flower parted wide to let Luna drive into her again and again. She sat atop her Mistress' lap, back turned to her, giving Fluttershy deeper penetration while giving Luna easy access to both her holes should she desire to switch.

Fluttershy gasped and shuddered as she moved up and down, timing her movements with her Mistress' rapid, brutal thrusts. “M-Mistress! Mistress, I love it!” Fluttershy screamed at the top of her lungs, not caring if the whole of Ponyville heard her.

“Is it everything you dreamed, cunt?” Luna whispered raspingly into Fluttershy's ear, to which Fluttershy nodded emphatically. Such vulgarity tasted strange on Luna's lips, especially when speaking about someone so perfect, so angelic as Fluttershy. However, Fluttershy had insisted that the harsh language, combined with the harsh treatment, made the sex better for her, and judging by the way the sun-colored pony's snatch squeezed and shivered around her giant rod, Luna wasn't in a position to refute her lover's claims. Well, I suppose we all make compromises, Luna thought wryly. At least she was okay with me not using the Royal Canterlot Voice. She didn't want to damage the poor thing's ears, and there was little room for inflection when screaming, as she'd learned that Nightmare Night.

Still, she had to admit, this Mistress/slave relationship had its appeal. Fluttershy was a tougher pony than one would believe, and no matter how much strength Luna put into her rutting, Fluttershy merely begged for more. It was a nice, safe outlet for the Princess of the Night's frustrations. So long as Fluttershy accepted the occasional bit of romance and didn't try to get Luna to call her a whore, everything was golden. She might call her a slut, maybe, if the submissive was an especially good mare.

Returning her focus to the task at hoof, Luna ran her fore-hooves up and down Fluttershy's perfect little body, caressing her pet's chest and teats with a gentleness that served to contrast the rough way she slammed her meat full-bore into Fluttershy's trembling pussy. She was rewarded with more loud moans in that delicate, demure voice, which was growing raspy as she came and came again and again, her juices oozing out from around Luna's still-ramming cock. Suddenly, an idea took hold and just wouldn't let go. Grinning, Luna licked the tip of Fluttershy's right ear, a mischievous grin plastered on her face as she whispered softly. “So, my lovely cunt, shall we make our way to the party?”

“No, please!” Fluttershy begged desperately, gasping as she writhed in the throws of blinding ecstasy. “Please, don't stop! C-Come inside me, please!”

“Who said anything about stopping?” Luna joked as her horn began to glow.

Twilight's head suddenly shot up as she turned toward the large center bed. “Wait, what?!”

“You feel it too, Twilight?” Celestia asked, turning her attention from the slice she'd taken of the cake.

“Actually,” Rarity stated with concern, “so do I. There's suddenly a massive magical buildup here.”

“What could possibly be generating that power?” Celestia asked, her horn glowing as she prepared to fight off any potential enemies.

“Oooo, a guessing game!?” Pinkie chimed excitedly. “Discord? No, he's a statue again. How about one of those human thingies Lyra keeps talking about? Maaaaybe a demonic alien race hell-bent on destroying all sugar in the universe?”

Every pony looked at her in shock, blinking a few times as they did. Rainbow Dash and Applejack were about to chide their friend, when suddenly a spark of light cracked through the air, turning every pony's eyes to the large center bed. The sight before them was, mildly put, surprising.

Luna sat upright on the bed with Fluttershy atop her, hind legs splayed lewdly to show off just how easily she was taking Luna's giant, throbbing cock. The room was flooded with the sound of Fluttershy's orgasmic moans as she rode Luna's shaft with wild abandon, staring at Celestia and her friends with an impish smirk as she bounced up and down in time with Luna's violent thrusts.

“Yes!” Fluttershy cried out, shocking her friends with her complete lack of shyness. “E-Every pony look! Look as Mistress comes inside me!”

The rest of the ponies obliged, Rarity and Applejack slack-jawed while Rainbow Dash was taking notes and Pinkie Pie was bouncing up and down, clearly liking the sight before her. Celestia simply rolled her eyes and went back to her cake, peacefully enjoying the impromptu show.

Soon enough, Luna let out a grunt as she tensed up, ramming her cock all the way up Fluttershy's snatch and holding it in place. Every pony could hear the thudding beat of the two lovers' hearts and see the pulsating flesh at the base of Luna's cock. The Princess of the Night filled Fluttershy's insides with hot, steamy seed, painting her womb white with cum. Fluttershy let out an ear-splitting scream and threw her head back, her long, pink mane cascading all over Luna as she was overcome with the strongest orgasm of their rutting session. The two of took several deep breaths before Luna finally slid her cock out, allowing Fluttershy's over-filled pussy to gush out the excess semen, mixed with her own love juices, staining the large cloud bed. Sated, Luna and Fluttershy locked lips and moaned deeply, Luna's cock vanishing as she embraced her lover.

“W-Well,” Twilight stammered. “and here I was all worried....” She hoped that her lavender coat was hiding the severe blush she was sporting right now.

Celestia finished her cake and made her way to the door. “That bed's yours, sis,” she declared in a stern, matter-of-fact tone. “I'm getting another one.”

After Celestia returned with another large cloud bed and had it set just to the side of the existing beds, the party had resumed. Pleasantries and small talk were exchanged for much of the day, and they'd made short work of the snack table. Celestia was going to have to do some working out, she knew. Luna, on the other hoof, was still a bit famished. Who'd have thought that mid-coital teleportation would have taken so much energy?

Eventually, the time passed, and the Princesses stepped outside to lower the sun and raise the moon respectively. Fluttershy found herself surrounded by her friends, who were gazing at her with wide eyes and mirthful smiles on their faces.

“So, how'd you do it?” Rainbow Dash asked. “I mean, Princess Luna! I didn't think any pony could melt that one's heart!”

Twilight and Rarity both hushed their prismatic friend. Taking Rainbow Dash's scowl as her cue, Twilight looked over at Fluttershy, who was now sporting quite an impressive blush. “Really though,” Twilight asked. “I knew how you felt about her, but...”

“Oh, it's quite funny,” Fluttershy replied, her voice back to its soft, wispy tone. “Luna apparently thought there'd be no way I'd ever love her. Turns out we're quite similar. We both enjoy gorgeous nights and animals...”

“Rough sex...” Rainbow Dash murmured.

“Well,” Fluttershy interjected. “Luna was hesitant about that at first.” Rainbow Dash blinked a few times at that, while Pinkie Pie whispered in her ear about a bet. Ignoring them, Fluttershy resumed. “It took quite a bit of work to convince her that I really wanted to be hers, and that I really liked it rough like that.”

Rarity smiled warmly at her spa buddy, trotting up and hugging Fluttershy affectionately. “I hope the two of you have a long and wonderful relationship!”

“Oh, we will,” Fluttershy assured her. “Luna said something about making me a thrall... Some kind of creature of darkness, so I'd always be at her side.”

“What?” Rainbow Dash butted in, “like a vampire pony?” Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie and Twilight glared at her. “What? You know you were thinking it!”

“Oh no, nothing like that!” Fluttershy assured them. “I don't think I could drink blood anyway.” She tilted her head to a side and tried to come up with an explanation. “She said she'd make me some kind of thrall creature to her. I think she called it a... What was it, a suck-you-bays?”

Twilight face-hoofed at Fluttershy's vocabulary pony slaughter. “Succubus,” she corrected. “Kinda like a vampony, but feeding on sexual energy instead of blood. Not sure they would have too much trouble in the sunlight either, so you wouldn't have to worry about your animals.”

That made Fluttershy smile nice and wide. “Sounds nice,” she said sweetly. “That would mean I could give more food to the animals. I wonder how I'd eat when Luna's busy, though. I mean, I wouldn't want to be a burden or anything.”

That earned a face-hoof from every pony except Pinkie Pie, who looked to be contemplating something. Fluttershy noticed the party pony's uncharacteristic silence and shimmied back from her. “Um, I'm sorry if I offended you Pinkie Pie,” she said. “I didn't mean to.”

Pinkie's head shot up suddenly, eyes wide and a huge smile on her face. “Hey!” she cried out exuberantly. “Can I ride Luna sometime?”

“Pinkie!” the others shouted, Rarity looking as though she might faint.

“Of course,” Fluttershy replied with all the gentle warmth of someone being asked for some milk. “I made it very clear to Mistress that she could have sex with any pony she wanted.” She blushed a bit and hid behind her mane, a soft grin forming on her lips. “I kinda like the idea of being part of a harem.”

“Well now,” Applejack groaned, “That's a bit one way now, ain't it?”

“Oh, I don't mind,” Fluttershy insisted with a shake of her head. “I mean, if Mistress Luna wants me to have sex with another pony, I'll do it, but I really only have eyes for her.”

Applejack could only murmur something about the arrangement being improper, to which Twilight coughed and tried not to stare. I wonder what Fluttershy would say about you and your fantasies about your brother, Twilight thought wryly. Hypocrite much?

As odd and completely improper as it may be, Rarity smiled with gleeful warmth, absolutely elated for her friend. “Oh dear, Fluttershy! I'm so glad you were able to find some pony! And a princess!” She hugged Fluttershy tightly and let out a squee of delight. “I just hope you can keep coming to our spa days!”

“Oh of course!” Fluttershy assured her. “Maybe we could have Mistress come by as well? I imagine she'd enjoy a bit of pampering from Lotus and Aloe.”

“Sounds like a date,” Luna chimed as the doors opened to allow her and Celestia back into the room. Luna looked over at Fluttershy and smiled warmly at her, to which Fluttershy blushed and smiled back. The two were very much in love, and Fluttershy's friends all felt the warmth and radiance from the two. The Princess of the Night trotted over to Fluttershy, and then all seven ponies organized themselves into a row before Celestia, with Twilight at center.

Celestia levitated a gold medal with the royal sunburst emblazoned against a crimson cross pattée on it in front of her. “Every pony!” Celestia called, getting the audience's attention with her strong voice. “It is my great honor and pleasure to present Twilight Sparkle with the Medal of the Order For Merit to Equestria, First Class, for outstanding achievement in the magical sciences!” She then moved the medal to Twilight, who took it in her hooves and stared at it.

Fighting tears and smiling shakily, Twilight looked up at her mentor. “Princess, I...” She ran up to Celestia and nuzzled her affectionately. “Thank you so much, Princess!”

Celestia simply laughed and lowered her head to nuzzle Twilight back. “You're a wonderful student, Twilight Sparkle,” she declared, her voice soft and motherly. “There will be a more formal ceremony at a later date, but I just thought it'd be best to tell you how proud I was more personally.”

Every other pony in the room clapped their fore-hooves politely, broad smiles on their faces. It was a beautiful sight, and they were all glad to have been there to see such a personal display.

Celestia then turned her attention to the other ponies assembled. “It is my hope that you all continue to assist and inspire Twilight Sparkle in all her endeavors,” she declared, “and that you in turn are supported and inspired by her. I see greatness in you all. Creativity, determination, passion. I know that I shall see great, truly revolutionary things from you all.”

Luna couldn't help but let out a giggle. “You've always been talented in the way of words, sister,” she said.

Smiling and winking playfully at her sister, Celestia made her way to the bed. “On that note,” she said, making her way to the bed she'd brought in earlier, “we should make to bed.”

“Sounds 'bout right,” Applejack managed around a yawn. “This has been a whirlwind day all 'round.”

Luna and Fluttershy made their way to the central orbiting bed, exchanging playful pecks as they got into position. The rest of the ponies got onto the smaller beds, leaving only the beds originally meant for Luna and Fluttershy empty.

Sleep came rather quickly to the lot of them, even to Luna, who was prematurely tired from her early energy consumption.

All according to plan, Celestia thought, fighting off the urge to smile. It had been ingenious, really. An ever so slight variation on Twilight's work resulted in an enchanted medal that would broadcast the dreams of whoever slept with it to any pony within half a hoofball field's distance. With Twilight clutching the medal against her chest the way a mother would a foal, every pony in the room would get a nice, unfiltered view of their friend's dream. Who knows? Celestia pondered. Maybe we'll see something that will prove as... Useful... As Fluttershy's dream was for Luna.

Twilight Sparkle sighed softly as she crawled out of bed. It had been another long, arduous week of studying. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her studies, especially when it was something so important, but her work on sub-molecular storage hadn't exactly yielded the same excitement as her dream enchantment. Still, her work wasn't about glory or excitement. It was about helping the ponies of Equestria. Well, for her it was more about impressing Princess Celestia than anything else, really, but helping the ponies of Equestria was a nice bonus.

At least I can rest and relax a bit today, Twilight thought. She'd already had Spike send out her notes and report, and intended to spend as much of the day doing nothing as she could get away with. Two straight weeks of intensive study was exhausting, even for her.

Of course, fate being what it was, a knock on her front door interrupted her relaxation before it had even really begun. Sighing softly. She made her way to the door and opened it, revealing a happy-looking, cross-eyed gray pegasus holding a large package with her fore-hooves.

“I brought you a letter!” Ditzy Doo chirped happily, giving the beige, rectangular cardboard box to Twilight.

“Thanks, Ditzy,” Twilight replied, returning the mail mare's smile. “See ya later.”

“Bye-bye!” Ditzy said as she took flight again, flying off in the general direction of Sugar Cube Corner. Most likely, she was off to get herself a muffin.

Twilight looked at the box, taking note of the address. The royal palace? Twilight thought. Of course it was no secret that Spike couldn't comfortably handle especially large objects – she'd just use him to travel to Canterlot otherwise – but she had to wonder what could be in this here package. Perhaps another honor of some type. No, the Princess would almost certainly honor her personally. Rejections didn't exactly require large packages either. This left Twilight with absolutely no idea just what was in the package.

“Well,” Twilight sighed to herself as she concentrated on the box, “only one way to find out, right?”

With that, Twilight undid the packing tape at the top of the box, carefully setting it aside before resting the box on the floor and lifting open the flaps.

“Gotcha!”

Princess Celestia's head poked out of the box, causing Twilight to lose concentration, yelping and jumping back. The box wasn't big enough for a normal pony, much less for the Princess of the Day! Defying reality, Celestia clambered out of the box, her mane and tail billowing in the ethereal breeze that seemed to follow her everywhere. When she was finally fully out of the box, Celestia kicked it away, standing on all four hooves in her full, royal glory.

“W-Wha!?” Twilight stammered as she looked at the mare of her dreams standing there before her. “How!?”

Celestia simply shrugged and smiled down at Twilight, her lavender eyes shimmering as she gazed down at the smaller unicorn. “You know,” the princess said with a warm smile, “you of all ponies should know how I fit in there, what with you having invented the method and all.”

Marveling that she hadn't fainted yet, Twilight cleared her throat and smiled at Celestia, though her eyes were body was quivering a bit at the all-too-sudden appearance of her idol. “W-welcome!” Twilight managed to spurt out, bowing hurriedly. “M-May I fetch you some tea, Princess Celestia?”

Sighing softly, Celestia closed the gap between herself and her student. “Stand, Twilight,” she ordered softly. “This is not a formal occasion.”

Twilight did as she was told and stared up at Celestia, her purple eyes shimmering in complete and total admiration. “Sorry, Pri – um, Celestia,” Twilight replied softly.

If there was anything Celestia wished for, it was that her ponies would stop acting as though they were going to get sent to the moon at any moment. It wasn't like she could just clap her hooves and wisk ponies away at will. Princess Luna's banishment had been the last resort, and even then, she had to find five friends of her own exemplified the Elements of Harmony. Returning her focus to the present, “Twilight,” she said softly as she looked down at her student, “You know you never have to fear me.”

Nodding hesitantly, Twilight smiled at her Princess. “S-Sorry,” Twilight managed to say. “It's not that I fear you. Far from it! It's just, well, I'm surprised is all. It's not exactly normal for royalty to travel via post.”

That brought a giggle to Celestia's lips, and she leaned her head down to nuzzle Twilight cutely. “Well, one of the perks of being a ruler is that you get to do as you like, even if it isn't normal. For example...” She shoved a fore-hoof into her hair, digging into the seemingly infinite chromatic void. She seemed to struggle for a moment, as if unsure whatever she was looking for was even there, until she pulled out a box, much like the one she had hidden in. She then used her magic to open the box, pulling out a cute diamond horn-ring, which she offered to Twilight. “Most would imagine me to be far too occupied with Equestria to occupy myself with love.”

A blush formed on Twilight's cheeks as she snatched up the horn-ring, slipping it on her horn as she struggled to stay on her feet. Did Celestia just say what Twilight thought she'd said?

As if sensing her student's confusion, Celestia planted her lips against Twilight's, gazing deep into her eyes. The two ponies shared the kiss and moaned softly, dueling tongues for a moment before finally backing off. “I love you, Twilight.” Celestia's words were soft and well-considered, but they carried a force that sent Twilight to her haunches, blinking in surprise.

“I'm sorry,” Twilight said in a faint, distant voice. “I think my hearing is getting bad, I think I heard you say 'I love you.'”

Celestia raised an eyebrow. “I did,” she affirmed. “Do you not love me as well?”

Immediately, Twilight ran up to Celestia and nuzzled her chest affectionately. “Far from it!” Twilight exclaimed. “I've loved you as long as I can remember! It's just I never expected you to... feel the same way.” Her blush only served to intensify, her cheeks nearly as red as Big Mac's coat.

A mirthful grin crept onto Celestia's lips as her magic reached into the box, this time pulling out a pair of bananas. A pair of long, uncommonly thick bananas. “Do you like bananas?” she asked playfully.

The bananas seemed grossly out of place. Twilight did indeed love a nice banana, but she couldn't help but wonder what that had to do with she and Celestia loving each other. They were bright and garish, certainly nothing that would be considered particularly romantic. Perhaps there was some deeper meaning, some symbolism that Twilight was missing.

Celestia positioned one of the bananas horizontally with her magic, moving it back and forth suggestively.

Oh, Twilight thought, suddenly feeling rather dumb for not having caught the metaphor sooner. This is turning out to be more exciting than I'd imagined. “Why yes,” she answered aloud, a grin creeping onto her lips. “I absolutely adore bananas!”

“Good to hear,” Celestia replied, “You know, I absolutely can't get enough of them!” With that, Celestia magically whisked the bananas behind Twilight. “Now, no peeking!” she commanded, her voice still playful. “Stand up.”

Doing as told, Twilight immediately sprung up to all fours, gazing up at Celestia with wide, sparkling eyes. Celestia again reached down, snatching Twilight's lips with her own. The two of them simply stayed still, moaning into each others mouth, enjoying the moment.

Then the feel of two hard, unpeeled bananas shoving themselves into her plot and pussy snapped Twilight out of rational thought. Holy shit! Twilight's mind screamed as she felt the two of them sliding almost completely inside of her. That's one way to use a banana!

As if reading Twilight's mind, Celestia's magic began to move the two bananas in a well-rehearsed rhythm, the one in her plot pulling back as the one in her flower pushed in, the two of them working like a well-oiled machine. Still, she didn't break off the kiss, keeping her lips pressed against Twilight's.

Eventually, Twilight broke the kiss. Not that she wanted to, but it was hard to keep her body under control while being fucked by the two unrelenting yellow fruits. Her head jerked back violently as she let out a moan, her legs quivering and her body squirming as she rode the two bananas for dear life. “P-Princess Celestia!” she cried out, her voice cracking as she wailed out in lust. “It's... It's wonderful!”

Celestia merely smiled back at her beloved Twilight. “Of course it is,” she replied playfully. “I do this to myself all the time. A good piston motion brings out the orgasm quite strong.”

As if proving Celestia's point, Twilight shouted out her lust, her body collapsing as she climaxed wildly, spasms wracking her body with the searing, white-hot sensation of ecstasy pouring through her every pore. Dizzy from the sheer force of her climax, Twilight looked up at Celestia, a weak smile on her face.

Celestia couldn't help but smirk softly as she pulled the banana that had occupied Twilight's twat over to her, letting her tongue run along the bright yellow skin. “Mm, naughty naughty Twilight,” Celestia cooed softly as she continued licking her student's honey off the banana. “And here I was thinking that would just be foreplay.”

“Sorry?” Twilight whimpered softly, struggling back to her hooves, which was proving rather difficult with the other banana still in her plot. “It's just that, you know, I've never been done so roughly before!”

Licking the last of Twilight's juices from the banana, Celestia grinned and winked playfully at her. “Oh dear,” she gasped in mock shock, “A gentle flower, are we? I do hope you can keep up with me. I find the slow stuff oh so dreadfully boring.” With that, she rested the two bananas on a nearby coffee table.

Twilight nodded so hard that Celestia was convinced for a moment her head would pop off from whiplash. “Y-Yes! Yes, I can totally keep up with you!”

“I'm glad to hear it,” Celestia replied. “Just don't go all Fluttershy on me, okay?”

That remark made Twilight giggle. Since Fluttershy and Luna got together, the rumors of the two ponies' kinkiness had become the talk of Ponyville. Not that Twilight believed every rumor. Luna entertaining herself by watching Fluttershy be gang-fucked was a bit off, and then there was the rumors of Mr. Grizzles. Still, it had become quite common knowledge that Fluttershy was the undisputed deep-throat queen of Equestria, as well as the bukakke queen, swallowing queen, anal queen and the interracial queen. Twilight wasn't anywhere near as adventurous. “Yeah, no need to worry about that,” Twilight assured her. “Fluttershy and Luna are Fluttershy and Luna. I'm not quite on their level of kinkiness.”

Celestia couldn't help but laugh as well. Unlike Twilight, she had the ability to have her intelligence agency check every rumor. They were all true. Brushing that from her mind for a moment, Celestia licked her lips and kissed Twilight's forehead. “I must admit,” Celestia purred mischievously. “There is one thing Luna and Fluttershy do that I'm curious to try...” With that, Celestia's horn started to glow. Her clitoris started growing, expanding slowly into a long, hard phallus with a flared head.

Twilight grinned and nodded as she saw the enormous cock that jutted out proudly underneath her lover. “Oh, you want me to suck it?” she asked in a breathy, overly eager voice.

“Well, it's so nice of you to offer!” Celestia replied with a wink. “Would you be so kind as to lead me to the bedroom?”

“Sure!” Twilight chirped happily, far more eager than perhaps she should have as she led Celestia to her bedroom.

The bed wasn't exactly large, but it was at least tall enough to where Celestia could comfortably thrust if Twilight were lying down on it. Celestia looked over at her lovely assistant and gestured over to the bed. Taking the cue , Twilight hopped onto the bed and laid on her back, her head hanging off the far end of the bed.

She's quite eager, Celestia thought to herself as she lifted her hind legs onto the bed at either side of Twilight. Looking down, she appreciated just how big she was compared to mortal ponies – she wasn't even sure she'd be able to see Twilight when she was fully mounted. Sure enough, by the time she got enough of her body over Twilight to have proper leverage, she could scarcely see the hooves of the girl's hind legs. “Twilight,” Celestia said, “would you be so kind as to take hold of my cock and aim it at your mouth? I'm not going to be able to do that on my own...”

“Sure thing, Celestia,” Twilight replied with a chuckle as she snatched the enormous member and positioned it just right. Deciding that getting a head start would also help guide her princess, Twilight opened her mouth and slipped the head inside, moaning as she wrapped her lips around the flared tip of Celestia's spear.

Assured that she would not have to worry about poking Twilight's eye out, Celestia drove her massive dick slowly down Twilight's throat, making extra sure not to hurt her new marefriend. Sure, she could repair any injuries nearly instantly with her magic, but it was important to Celestia that Twilight be completely comfortable, or at least as comfortable as a mare can be when having a cock shoved down her throat. Surprisingly, Twilight's mouth and throat offered little resistance, just tight enough to feel pleasing against Celestia's throbbing length as she pushed it in, the flared head nearly at the girl's stomach. “Okay, is that good? Can you handle that?” Celestia asked. Realizing Twilight couldn't exactly produce anything but a gurgle from her mouth at the moment, Celestia cleared her throat. “Uh, tap my stomach once for yes, twice for no.”

Celestia felt one of Twilight's fore-hooves graze her stomach a bit more slowly and tenderly than one would associate with a tap, but she didn't mind. Twilight had really nice hooves. Perhaps after this, Celestia would ask for a massage. For the moment, however, Celestia was satisfied that Twilight wasn't going to puke or choke or anything like that in the short-to-intermediate term, and began to buck her hips back and forth slowly, gaging Twilight's reaction. The purple unicorn responded by tightening her lips and sucking loudly, slurping hungrily on the massive tool as Celestia pushed it back and forth. The two ponies were starting to feel the effects almost immediately, Twilight's snatch flowing freely once more as Celestia's cock began to throb, pulsing against the tightly squeezing flesh of Twilight's hot, wet throat muscles.

Twilight blushed deeply as she suckled hungrily on the heavenly meat, moaning and drooling as a hunger she'd never felt before began to take hold. She wasn't merely content to have Celestia's cock slowly moving up and down the length of her throat. No, she wanted to feel the full passion of her lover in every thrust. She wanted her mouth to take all of Celestia's lust. She even felt the rumbling deep in the pit of her stomach, and knew in the back of her mind that the only thing that would sate her was the semen of the Sun Goddess. Desperate for more, Twilight reached up and slapped Celestia's right flank, or at least as much of her right flank as she could from this angle.

Celestia moaned softly and widened her eyes in surprise. “Twilight,” she growled seductively, “did you just tell me to giddy up?”

Twilight slapped Celestia's flank again, leaving absolutely no doubt.

“Very well, my lover,” Celestia replied, her voice husky with desire, “I shall give you what you want.” In the back of her mind, she wondered if Twilight could take it. Being divine, Celestia had power – both physical and magical – far outstripping normal ponies. Were she not careful she could very well send Twilight flying off her cock and right through a window, which would be difficult to explain away. Still, this was Twilight, the pony of her dreams, and she would give her whatever she desired. She steadily built up speed, leaving Twilight plenty of room to protest should the need arise as she started pumping faster and faster. No protest came, and Celestia couldn't help but hope that none would be forthcoming. Her cock was pulsating wildly with lust she'd not known for several millennia. Twilight's throat was exquisite, like a tightly-wrapped, fleshy vice drenched in warm honey, squeezing and trembling against the throbbing hardness of Celestia's rod. As her speed built up, Celestia became less and less aware, pumping harder and harder, ramming the head of her tool just inside Twilight's stomach over and over again.

Twilight was rather blissed out as well. The fullness of her mouth and throat was exquisite, and the way the pumping rod pushed back against her eagerly swallowing throat served to send shivers down her spine and warmth throughout her body. Even her every breath set her loins afire, the smell of Celestia's male and female arousals mixing to form an intoxicating aphrodisiac that Twilight could easily see herself becoming addicted to. She was now drooling profusely from both mouths, closing her eyes as she laid back and sucked. She didn't even want to waste time cleaning her face. Every thought was of sucking, all her energy focused on her tightly sealed lips and her clenching, gulping throat. The rumbling in her stomach grew stronger as she continued to suck, to the point where she could swear Celestia was hearing it. Still, she continued to suck and slurp, her tongue lashing at the massive cock as it thrust down her throat over and over again.

Eventually, Celestia reached the same point of mindless ecstasy as Twilight. She was putting all she had into each thrust, breaking the bed-frame as she rutted Twilight's mouth with all the force she could muster. Her loins were tight, her cock throbbing as the need to release flooded her very soul. It felt so hot, so wet. Her cock ached with the desire to spill its load. Celestia gritted her teeth, trying to hold back the impending release, rewarded for her effort with ever sweeter, more intense pleasure as her mind and her cock fought one another.

Eventually, Celestia's cock won out. Letting out a loud, high-pitched wail, Celestia erupted into Twilight, pumping the seed directly into her stomach. Still, Twilight continued to suck and swallow, the smaller unicorn's body begging for more and more of her gorgeous lover's holy spunk. Unable to hold back her own body, Twilight writhed underneath Celestia as the second orgasm of the day took her, white-hot fire spreading through her body as her eyes fluttered wildly. The sensation for both ponies was exquisite.

It was, unfortunately, also fleeting. The two ponies came down from their highs, delirious from the sheer intensity of their fucking. Slowly, Celestia slipped her cock from the Twilight's still-suckling mouth, spraying a last bit of semen on her lavender cheeks and lips. She then backed away, getting a good look at Twilight, who was gasping and panting as she licked the cum from around her lips and swallowed it as well, her eyes gazing back at Celestia with the trembling, starry beauty of afterglow. Neither needed to ask how it was for the other. The look in their eyes said it all.

There was, however, one question that presented itself to Celestia, one that she couldn't resist asking. “Twilight,” she began, her tone a lot more relaxed, “You've never done this with a stallion before, right?”

“No!” Twilight breathlessly replied. “I've only ever desired you!”

“Then how were you able to so easily, um, take it?” Celestia retorted curiously.

That comment brought a smile and a laugh to Twilight's face. “Princess,” she stated in a cool, matter-of-fact tone, “I've had enough cupcakes jammed down my throat for that to be a non-issue. I'm friends with Pinkie Pie, remember?”

Twilight Sparkle opened her eyes to a curious sight. In front of her stood Princess Celestia, a smile on her face, with Luna and others behind her, all of them sporting grins as well. She blushed a bit and shrank back from their gaze, feeling the warm wetness of arousal that had plagued her mornings the last week.

“Uh, what's going on here?” Twilight asked as she tried to shake off the sleepiness.

“Oh, nothing,” Celestia beamed.

Twilight simply raised an eyebrow as she looked back at the six ponies behind Celestia. Pinkie Pie was quiet. Pinkie Pie was never quiet unless something was happening, and often not even then. To see her simply standing there and looking back at her, Twilight knew something was up.

Celestia smiled, pleased as ever with her student's quick wit. “My dear, didn't you notice something strange?” Celestia pointed at the medal Twilight was still clutching against her chest.

Looking down, Twilight took a moment to check the medal for any abnormalities. It was a perfectly fine medal, made of the finest metals and expertly crafted, so there was nothing she could point at that was amiss. Quickly scanning the trinket for magical tampering, however, had found the issue – the medal was enchanted!

Seeing the look of shock on Twilight's face, Celestia resumed. “Well, after all your friends volunteered to bare their dreams to you, I thought it'd be fair to bare your dreams to them.”

Twilight let out a panicked squeal and jumped to her hooves, turning around and pushing her face into the cloud bed. When the scent of her wet dream assaulted her nostrils, she realized just how much worse this position was and turned back around to face the others. Her cheeks were deep red, and she could see Rarity wincing for but a moment, most likely at how horribly her blush clashed with her coat.

Seeing her pupil's reaction, Celestia shook her head and smiled warmly. “There's nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Princess Celestia is right,” Fluttershy agreed. Twilight saw that she was next to Princess Luna, the two of them occasionally rubbing their flanks together.

Catching Twilight's eyes staring, Luna simply winked. “Indeed,” she added. “You've actually given me some ideas. I'm sure my lovely yellow cunt would love to try them.” Fluttershy nodded and blushed, a mischievous grin forming on her lips.

Then, the inevitable happened. “I got an idea too!” Pinkie Pie shouted as she started bouncing up and down. “I was thinking, you know how they have edible underwear? How about an edible dildo! It could be really big and feel like a pony's cock, and you can ram it in all sorts of places! Talk about playing with your food, right!? But, how would I get the texture right? I mean, I can't make gummy-bear dildos, cuz then they'd get stuck in places you don't want them stuck in, but if I made jaw-breaker dildos, you couldn't really eat them when you were done, and they'd probably melt while you used them! I was thinking about licorice, but I'm not sure about the texture, and - “

Rainbow Dash came to the rescue, sticking a hoof in Pinkie's mouth. “That's enough, Pinkie.”

“How 'bout just a regular ol' sticky pop?”

Seven sets of bulging eyes turned to Applejack.

“What?” Applejack asked, adjusting her stetson. “It's hard enough not to break while bein' intimate, but it ain't so hard you can't enjoy it after.”

Pinkie pushed Rainbow's hoof out of her mouth and pounced Applejack, smothering her in a four-legged hug that some Equestrian mixed martial arts leagues would have classed as a submission hold. “That's brilliant!” Pinkie exclaimed, her eyes sparkling as she gazed down at Applejack, who was smiling nervously while trying to squeeze out of Pinkie's death grip.

Sighing as every pony save Twilight was distracted by the effort to pry Pinkie off Applejack, Celestia took a course of action she'd not taken since the banishment of Nightmare Moon. It was something she'd hoped never to do again, but faced with this obstacle, Celestia saw no other solution. She turned to face the ponies making a mockery of this moment and let loose.

“Stop fooling around!”

The previously raucous ponies resumed their previous position of standing in line, petrified by the terrifying volume and bass of Celestia's Royal Canterlot Voice. Even Twilight stared at the sun goddess, worried for a moment she might witness the birth of a new Nightmare Moon.

Instead, Celestia simply smiled. Everything was under control, and she could get back to what was important. She turned back to Twilight, melting the unicorn's worry with a heartfelt gaze and smile. “I'm so sorry about that, Twilight.”

Twilight smiled back, sighing in relief. Wait. Twilight realized something. If every pony here could see my dream, then so could Princess Celestia. Oh no! Suddenly filling with doubt, Twilight slumped her shoulders and frowned, looking down at the floor. “I guess this is the part where you tell me it would never work.”

“What?!” Celestia gasped. That wasn't what she expected.

“I'm so sorry!” Twilight wailed, sniffling as the tears started to form. “It's just that ever since I was a filly, you've been everything to me. You're so kind and caring and gorgeous, and you smell nice, and the way you look at me makes my legs quiver, and...”

“Twilight?” Celestia looked around, sensing that she was rapidly losing control of the situation.

“How could you ever want anything to do with me? I'm just some little dorky unicorn! I shove my face in books and read all day! I know so much about magic and history and science, but put me in a situation where I have to admit how I really feel, and I melt!”

“Um, Twilight?” Celestia waved a hoof in front of Twilight, biting her lower lip nervously as Twilight started crying.

“I'm pathetic! I'm sure you could have any stallion or mare you want, someone who'd be able to love you back without being constantly ashamed!”

“H-Hey!” Fluttershy squeaked, hiding behind her mane as she felt that remark hit closer to home than she'd like.

“I'm just so sorry you had to see my stupid, foolish, impossible fantasies. I know I'll never be the one you love. No need to be gentle or anything, just lay it out on me.” Now Twilight was bawling out openly, and all the other ponies in the room were looking at one another, wondering why this was going so wrong. Unaware of the reactions she was getting, Twilight continued to wallow in whatever it was ponies were supposed to wallow in, collapsing onto her stomach as she cried out her misery. “Just tell me what I know, get it over with. I'll recover.” Twilight's eyes, full of heartbreak and hopelessness, stared up at Celestia, ready to have her every hope and dream crushed in full view of her friends.

Celestia, however, steeled herself, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes. This has gone on quite long enough! Celestia chided herself. She knew exactly how to stop this. Bracing herself, she walked up close to Twilight's bed and looked down at her. “Get up,” she commanded, her voice forceful and leaving little room for objection.

Sighing and getting up onto her feet, Twilight bit her lower lip. Great, she thought, now she's going to reprimand me for making a scene too! I'll never be able to show my face around her again! I may not even be able to show my face in Eques – Her thoughts were interrupted by Celestia suddenly pressing her lips against hers in a powerful kiss. Suddenly, all time seemed to stand still, the eyes of mentor and student locked onto each other just as tightly as their lips.

Meanwhile, the onlookers leaned forward, waiting with bated breath for what was going to happen next. Luna, however, misjudged her weight balance and fell over, landing on her face.

“That's my shtick!” Pinkie protested.

Ignoring the audience, Celestia finally broke off the impromptu kiss. “That may not be the answer you were expecting,” she told Twilight, her voice soft and full of love, “but know that it is what I feel. I just never had the courage to say so.”

Twilight let out a deep breath she didn't even realize she was holding. Could it actually be happening? Did Celestia feel the way she did?

As if seeing the questions in Twilight's eyes, Celestia kept going. “I figured you only saw me as a surrogate mother. I've known you since you were so little, and I was afraid I'd lose your friendship if I tried to push.” Now it was Celestia's turn to cry, tears streaming silently from her eyes as she spoke. “I'm sorry I was such a coward, Twilight. I shouldn't have waited until you discovered this. I should have had the courage to just ask.”

Twilight found herself moved by Celestia's confession. “It's okay,” she replied softly, nuzzling Celestia's face affectionately. “Things happen for a reason right?” The two of them simply stayed in place, enjoying each other's closeness.

Of course, one of the other ponies just had to mess it up. While wiping her eyes, Luna suddenly had an epiphany. “Hey! You know what this calls for!?” She jumped behind Fluttershy, only to reappear behind a column on the other end of the room. “A party!”

Pinkie Pie rolled her eyes at the futile imitation. She then pulled the Big Red Button(TM) from yesterday and pressed it. A series of explosions sounded overhead as the Party Semtex she'd placed on the ceiling while no one was looking detonated, showering the group with cupcakes, candies and pies.

An apple pie landed on Luna's head, and she could only grumble bitterly. “Showoff.” She glared at Pinkie Pie angrily.

“Yep!” Pinkie chirped triumphantly.

The antics of the party pony and the moon goddess were ignored, however, by Twilight and Celestia, who simply smiled and kissed. Sure, they had custard and various other sweets covering their bodies. More important, however, was that their hearts were exposed to one another. Everything had gone according to plan after all.

Chapter 1: Fluttershy

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Dream a Little Dream

By Yuko Asho

Chapter 1: Fluttershy

Fluttershy didn’t lead the most exciting day-to-day existence. She fed and tended to the creatures of the forest, animal and tree alike, and mostly kept to herself, save of course to go to the market and fetch some supplies. She would sometimes go to the spa with Rarity or sit in the corner of one of Pinkie Pie’s myriad parties, or borrow the odd book from Twilight Sparkle, but for the most part, she didn’t get out of her house unless needed. She had lots of time to herself between tasks, however, which she would fill with quiet, peaceful activities. She’d read, maybe listen to soft music, or even tend to the house. Indeed, Fluttershy was perhaps the most docile and quiet pony in Ponyville.

She’ll be perfect! Twilight thought to herself as she trotted up the walkway to Fluttershy’s home. Around her neck rested a simple, golden amulet with a five-pointed amethyst star in the center, glistening softly in the dim evening light. It had taken Twilight the better part of a week getting the enchantment right, to say nothing of the various melted precious metals she had to scrape off the floor every few days. Well, at least she could take that to a smith in Canterlot, have something nice made from it. It was all worth it, however, for around her neck rested an amazing little trinket. With it, she’d be able to look into ponies’ dreams, provided she were close to them. To try it out, she needed someone who’d be willing to let her sleep over. Fluttershy, who was almost guaranteed not to object, would be a great first test subject.

Stopping just before slamming full-force into the door, Twilight lifted her right fore-hoof up and knocked three times, careful not to be too forceful.

“Hello?” a soft, delicate voice responded, barely above a whisper.

“It’s Twilight!” came Twilight’s reply, a soft smile on her face. “You free?”

There was a moment of silence before the door opened, revealing the butter-yellow pony, her face half-concealed by her long, silky-smooth pink mane, a faint smile on her lips. “Hey there, Twilight. I, um, I was gonna go to bed early, but I suppose I could stay up a little while longer.”

Those words made Twilight’s smile widen, and she clapped her fore-hooves gleefully. “Yay! I was hoping you’d be heading to bed, actually.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help but blink a few times after Twilight’s explanation. The violet pony was far too technical, and most of it flew over her head. However, she believed she got the gist of it. “So, you can look into ponies’ dreams?” She looked at Twilight silently from across the table, the two of them sipping some tea as they conversed.

“Yep!” Twilight exclaimed, beaming with joy at her latest accomplishment. “This little thing here lets me look into the dreams of any pony I’m near when I’m sleeping near them. I’m gonna keep working on it, see if I can get a bit more range, but the important thing is making sure it works.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help but be skeptical, her exposed eye looking left and right around her living room. “Um, don’t you think that’d hurt? I mean, that seems awfully invasive... I think.”

Twilight’s tone was soft and reassuring as she shook her head. “No worries! You won’t even notice me in there, and I have absolutely no control! I experience your dream the way you do, and have no influence at all. I won’t even be able to wake up until you’re done.”

The idea of looking into other ponies’ dreams made Fluttershy uncomfortable. She was certain Pinkie Pie would have some... Interesting things going on in her head, for example. Still, having some pony else take a peek in at her dreams didn’t seem so bad. It sounded kind of like putting on a show for a friend, without actually having to consciously put on a show. “Well...” Fluttershy nodded ever so slightly, only Twilight’s familiarity with the timid pony allowing her to catch the tiny motion at all. “You... You promise not to tell any pony what you see in my dream?”

That seemed an odd request to Twilight. What could Fluttershy of all ponies possibly dream of that would be worth telling any pony? Chalking it up to Fluttershy’s shyness, she winked playfully at her in response. “Don’t worry,” she assured her sun-colored friend, “your secrets are safe with me!”

Letting out a weak, timid “yay!” Fluttershy continued talking to Twilight for a while longer, sipping their tea and catching up on each other’s days. It was so nice to speak to a good friend, especially on nice, quiet nights like this.

Twilight Sparkle blinked a few times as she lie on a bed of sofa pillows in Fluttershy’s bedroom, trying to get comfortable in the foreign environment. It wasn’t that the room was unpleasant. Quite the contrary, it was well-furnished and felt really inviting without being an orgy of bright colors or opulent over-design. Still, this was Twilight’s first time sleeping in Fluttershy’s house, so there was going to be that strange feeling of unfamiliarity that had to be overcome. At least the large, fluffy quilt Fluttershy provided was nice and warm.

Tucked in her bed, Fluttershy could sense Twilight’s discomfort. She sat up and looked down at her friend with trembling, worried eyes. “You sure you don’t want the bed, Twilight? I don’t mind sleeping on the floor. Really.”

“Absolutely not!” Twilight insisted. “You have to be in as normal a sleep as possible for reliable results!”

While she frowned, Fluttershy relented. “Okay, Twilight. I just hope you can sleep OK though....”

“Oh I’ll be fine!” Twilight snuggled into her makeshift bed, flashing her friend a smile. “If this works, I’ll be dreaming your dreams anyway.”

Fluttershy said nothing, though she still wore a soft frown, clearly not satisfied with leaving her friend like that. Still, she didn’t have another bed and Twilight did make a big deal about this being as normal as possible, so this would have to do.

The two of them sighed softly as they snuggled up in their respective sleeping arrangements, the soft, rhythmic sound of chirping crickets just outside acted as a natural lullaby, helping the two mares relax and settle into a nice, restful sleep.

As she drifted off into sleep, Twilight had one last thought. This is going to be the most peaceful dream I’ve ever had.

Fluttershy gulped softly as she entered the ornate room, looking side to side at the intricate, lavish stonework and gorgeous stained glass windows, occasionally idly touching the black hydra-leather collar around her neck. This was far more luxurious than the timid little pony was used to. Not that any of that mattered. She was alone in the enormous private chamber, waiting timidly for her owner as she did every night.

Gulping softly, she walked up to the enchanted cloud bed at the center of the room, leaning forward to rest her head, her upper body lowered while she kept her rear up in the air, thrusting it out suggestively even as a furious red blush flared up on her cheeks. This was so embarrassing, but at the same time so, so hot! She loved displaying herself like this for her owner. Really, she loved doing anything for her owner’s pleasure, no matter how shameful or degrading it might be.

The sound of another pony teleporting into the room behind her snapped Fluttershy out of her reverie. She could feel her heart racing as her whole body caught fire, the mere thought of her owner being behind her causing her trained twat to tremble and drip eagerly, waiting to be used, ravaged in the most forceful manner possible.

“Whore,” Luna spat in the Royal Canterlot voice, the only tone she ever used when she played with her toy. “We see that you are in the proper position. We are pleased by your obedience, as always.”

Fluttershy sighed happily hearing Mistress Luna’s praise. She loved hearing her owner’s booming voice ringing in her ears, commanding her total attention. Of course, she dared not speak her adulation – an owned bitch never spoke unless told to do so.

Pleased by the slut’s silence, Luna grinned and ran a fore-hoof along Fluttershy’s left flank, licking her lips softly. “Such an adorable little piece of flank you are, Whore.” Casually, she gave Fluttershy’s juicy flank a nice, hard slap, causing the yellow mare to whimper softly as her pussy quivered in response. “Sensitive as always too.”

Fluttershy squirmed in place, her rear legs shaking visibly as she struggled to hold her position, even as her blood boiled just beneath her skin, her twat’s engorged lips dripping with arousal as she waited for her Mistress to make use of her. This was always the toughest part. Mistress Luna loved to take her time before starting, eager to make sure the sun-colored pony knew her place. Her squeals only grew louder as she felt Luna’s teasing hoof moving to her clit, her wings springing up in an impossibly high angle, much to Luna’s satisfaction.

“Are you pleased at the way We treat you, Whore?” Luna asked forcefully, gazing down at her toy with cold, predatory eyes. Fluttershy nodded weakly, struggling not to collapse under the building pleasure as Luna continued to rub her clit roughly, juices freely flowing now. Satisfied with her slave’s response, Luna moved her hoof down ever so slightly, letting it come into contact with the pink-haired slut’s hole. With a cruel thrust, she plunged her foreleg deep inside Fluttershy’s cunt, groaning as she felt the silky, velvet walls stretch around her foreleg, struggling to hold the sheer girth as Luna pushed more and more of her foreleg in.

Fluttershy’s moans filled the room, and she was certain they could be heard by the guards just outside. Hell, she wouldn’t be surprised if she’d been heard by everyone in all of Canterlot. She blushed at the idea, but didn’t express her shame, either in speaking or in body language. She simply shivered, moaning her desire loud enough to give off the impression that she was truly shameless.

Of course, both she and her Mistress knew she wasn’t shameless. Oh no, it was incredibly embarrassing to be so completely owned and used. The disgusted glares from the nobles, the sneers from the guards when they thought she wasn’t looking. It all humiliated her, made her want to crawl in a corner and never come out. It was her shame, but also the inability to run away that served to make her wetter. She couldn’t explain it, but the feeling of being debased, being made lesser in front of other ponies, was such a rush that it nearly brought her to orgasm on its own. The mere thought of a gentle, respectful lover who made sure she was okay with everything only bored her to tears. She didn’t want to be loved; she wanted to be taken, vanquished, brought to heel. Her desire for shame, her need to be disgraced, was a perfect compliment to Luna, who had little patience for ponies trying to resist her will. Fluttershy, a pony with no will of her own, was the perfect toy to vent Luna’s thousand years of pent-up lust.

Finally stopping with three-fourths of her foreleg inside her slave, Luna used her free foreleg to grab a hoof full of Fluttershy’s vibrant fuchsia hair, yanking cruelly, forcing the submissive pony onto all four hooves. “Such a good cunt.” Luna sneered at the pony before her, pumping the hoof inside Fluttershy’s body in a slow, rythmic pattern, chuckling darkly at her pet’s lustful moans. It was so difficult to find a proper toy among these modern ponies, but even before her banishment, Luna couldn’t have hoped for a better sex slave. The yellow mare submitted to her, mind body and soul, and would do anything she demanded without hesitation, no matter how degrading it was.

Fluttershy wasn’t exactly forming much in the way of complex thought now, whimpering and whinnying as she felt her Mistress’ foreleg plunging in and out, slowly at first, but steadily increasing in speed as it was more and more drenched with her hot, slutty juices. She whimpered and cried out in ecstasy, her whole world reduced to her and her owner, pleasure burning deep inside her core as Luna pumped deep inside her, an occasional high-pitched squeal escaping her lips as Luna occasionally pushed too deep, stretching Fluttershy’s insides cruelly. The lemon-hued slave was in heaven – she was being used, without thought or consideration to her comfort, and the callous way Luna handled her only fanned the inner flame. Even to this day, she couldn’t believe she was scared of the Princess of the Night, that she’d cowered in fear before her on Nightmare Night, or that she’d tried to resist being collared and taken – She didn’t consider it rape anymore; she got off on being forced far too much for it to truly be rape. It made her feel less than a pony; she was just an object, a tool for her Mistress to use. The feeling of being demeaned turned her on beyond her ability to explain with mere words.

Seeing just how wet her slut was, Luna pumped her foreleg back and forth recklessly, not caring at all if she hurt the little bitch. After all, it wasn’t like she couldn’t repair her whenever she chose. Besides, her slave’s moans were sweet, sweet music that deserved to be heard at the highest volume possible, so that none would miss it. Perhaps she should use the little slut in the middle of Ponyville, maybe invite her friends to watch....

Fluttershy’s screams grew more and more frantic, her voice cracking as she was more and more aggressively pounded. Her whole body was quivering now, the fire deep inside her building up, threatening to spill out any moment. Her eyes widened as the familiar wave of pure, uncontrolled euphoria hit her. Unable to withstand the assault, Fluttershy let out an ear-splitting cry and shuddered uncontrollably, her hooves collapsing under the weight of the earth-shattering orgasm that pulsated through her every nerve, blinding her for but a moment as she shuddered in the throes of white-hot pleasure.

Satisfied that she’d turned her pet into a mess of quivering flesh, Luna pulled her one foreleg out of Fluttershy’s twat while releasing her vice grip on the pink hair she’d held. She trotted slowly around her toy, moving in front of her to get a better view of the collar. She smiled as she saw the large, heavy silver tag, the word “Whore” engraved in gothic font, large enough to be easily visible. The slight scratches on Fluttershy’s neck told Luna that she’d been obedient and hadn’t taken the collar off since it had been put on. She wondered how her friends reacted, if they even knew just who’s whore Fluttershy was. It was time to find out.

“On your back, Whore,” Luna commanded. “Tell us, what do you think your friend Rarity would say to your... Status?”

Fluttershy gulped nervously as she rolled onto her back, blushing deep red. “She... She wouldn’t approve at all,” the shy pony admitted. “She already glares at me when she sees my... My name tag.” Fluttershy shuddered in terror, the fear only serving to bring her back to full heat. She knew her friend; Rarity was one of the most dignified ponies in Ponyville. She would never willingly associate with a base slut. If Rarity saw what she truly was, she’d surely never speak to her again!

Clearly, Luna knew the likely consequences of revealing Fluttershy’s true nature to the fashionista. All the more reason to go right on ahead. “Then We shall show her what you truly are.” She chuckled as Fluttershy’s eyes bulged to double their normal size. Clearly the pony was horrified by the mere prospect of letting Rarity know about her trysts with Luna. Still, there was no objection. Fluttershy was truly the perfect slave, so willing to give up her best friend’s respect to please her Mistress. Of course, Fluttershy’s ‘reaction’ to being humiliated likely helped, for which Luna was grateful.

Luna’s horn glimmered soft blue as she worked her magic. She tore open a hole in space-time, Mistress and slave engulfed in darkness for a moment as the room around them expanded, as if retreating into the background. Fluttershy was still laying face-up, her legs splayed out to her sides as she gazed up, her trembling eyes silently as she resisted the urge to plead for her Mistress to reconsider. Even as she shuddered in horror, her pussy was flowing freely, radiating lustful warmth as the anxiety of her imminent debasement before her best friend filled her body with heat. Luna’s menacing grin suggested that she wouldn’t reconsider even if her slave asked her to. After all, they both knew how wet Fluttershy got when she was dragged through the mud.

The two floated in darkness for a moment before another room rushed in to fill the void. It was a mostly white room, fancy red curtains on the window and walls and a gorgeous wood nightstand in a corner with a giant, heart-shaped mirror. In the center of the room, a large bed in the shape of a heart was home to a mauve-haired white unicorn who was peacefully resting, completely unaware of the two ponies mere inches from her.

Luna licked her lips at the sight, gazing down at her slave with wicked, lustful eyes. Suddenly, Fluttershy could hear her Mistress’ voice in her head, the Princess of the Night’s will as clear as her own thoughts as it spoke to her. {Call her,} Luna commanded. Even inside Fluttershy’s head, she used the Royal Canterlot Voice. {Wake her up. We need her awake to clearly see what you are.}

Fluttershy blushed deeply and let out a weak whimper. Her stomach was churning at the thought of what was about to happen, even as her loins throbbed and begged for more. “R-Rarity...” She called out weakly. She hoped her friend would notice, that she wouldn’t have to call out any louder. It was bad enough that she was going to fully expose her one-sided relationship with Luna to her best friend; she didn’t want to have to call out to all of Ponyville in the middle of the night. When her friend didn’t stir, her heart sank and her pussy quivered with delight, the conflict between her heart and her loins playing havoc with her. She felt like she was going to die of embarrassment at any moment, and it only made her ever hornier.

Luna’s eyes narrowed in displeasure as she once again called to Fluttershy’s mind. {Louder, Whore!} The Princess of the Night screamed at her slave telepathically, resisting the urge to do so physically. {Wake that bitch up! And keep your eyes open while you do! Your Mistress demands it!}

Fluttershy shuddered at the sheer force of her Mistress’ will. Her eyes and twat both glistening, flowing freely she called out her friend, resisting the urge to shut her eyes lest she displease her Mistress. “Rarity!” Fluttershy called desperately, her voice cracking as she shook wildly, lifting her head up to look at the bed. “W-Wake up! Please! I... I need to show you something.”

Her friend’s sudden call caused Rarity to stir, her eyes popping open as she turned around in her bed to face the source of the voice. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words died on her lips as her eyes drank in the sight of Fluttershy on her back, spread out with her face underneath Luna’s groin. “What the...!?” She glared angrily at Luna as she suddenly sat up, scandalized at the sight before her. “What are you doing to her!?” she shouted at the Princess. “If your sister finds out-!”

“P-Princess Celestia knows,” Fluttershy meekly corrected her friend, trying not to break out into sobs. “I’m... I’m Princess Luna’s...” Fluttershy gazed shamefully at Rarity as her voice trailed off, her eyes quivering uncontrollably as she resisted the overwhelming urge to look away.

{Keep going!} Luna insisted, her voice growing impatient as it flooded Fluttershy’s mind. {Tell her what you are! Tell her the name We gave you! Let her know how much you enjoy being used!} Even as she shouted at her slave, her magic levitated the yellow pegasus, floating her over to Rarity’s bed where she was deposited unceremoniously, her head hanging off the side. Fluttershy had been in this position many times before; she knew what her Mistress planned to show her friend. But it was the command that made Fluttershy sick with shame and burning with desire. Luna never called her by her birth name. No, there was only one name she had in her Mistress’ eyes: the name on her collar. Swallowing hard, Fluttershy whimpered and resumed speaking, the sinking feeling in her soul serving to make her pussy gush with a wetness that Rarity couldn’t possibly miss.

“I’m her... W-Whore,” she stammered, biting her lower lip as she quivered in shame beneath her Mistress. “That’s... That’s my name now. Mistress Luna... I...” She looked at her Mistress and sighed; she knew her Mistress could tell that she was being wracked with conflicting feelings. “I need her... My body needs her... She... She makes me so wet....” By the end, her voice was a pathetic little squeal, her eyes gazing at her friend, heart breaking at the suddenly reproachful look her friend shot her.

{Good girl, Whore,} Luna commended, smiling warmly as she looked down at her slave. {You please us greatly.}

Her Mistress’ words comforted Fluttershy despite herself. As much as she valued her friendship with Rarity, she needed Luna so much more. No other pony could dominate her the way her Mistress could, and even as she shrank under Rarity’s angry gaze, she couldn’t help but smile. She was a good girl, a good slave. She would always have that, so long as she obeyed.

Rarity looked between the pegasus on the bed and the immortal Princess of the Night in front of it, wondering what the hell was going on between the two of them. Between Fluttershy’s sudden, tearful admissions and Luna’s disturbing silence, the scene only served to unnerve her. “Wait,” she whispered, disbelief in her voice. “You two are...?”

“Oh, We are not her lover!” Luna finally spoke, a sadistic grin on her face. “Whore is our property!” Rarity couldn’t help but be disgusted at the use of that word as a proper noun, as a name for her friend! Luna approached the bed, her fore-hooves rising climbing atop it, resting at Fluttershy’s sides.

Rarity’s horn glowed brightly as she tried to find other sources of magic in the room. Surely Fluttershy had to be being controlled somehow! The pink-haired mare was the gentlest, most demure pony she’d ever known; there was no way Fluttershy could be so wet on her own from this barbaric treatment. It just wasn’t possible. Still, search after search, she found nothing, other than a telepathy spell linking the two, certainly nothing that could be considered mind control.

Luna laughed at Rarity’s little probe. “We have no need to control her using magic!” she declared incredulously. She was sincerely insulted by the mere implication! “She is our willing slut! She will do whatever We command, because our mere presence sets her loins afire!”

Rarity looked down at Fluttershy, unable to reconcile what she knew of the butter-colored pegasus with the indecent position she was in. Fluttershy nodded weakly.

“I-It’s...” Fluttershy stammered, wiping her tears with a fore-hoof. “It’s true... All of it.”

Rarity blushed deeply and shook her head. “And you kept this from all of us the whole time!?” It was incredible; everything she’d known about the Element of Kindness had been a lie? The soft-spoken, shy little pony actually got off on the way Luna was using her?

Fluttershy forced a smile, trying to ignore both the beating of her broken heart and the throbbing of her desperate, oozing cunt. “M-Mistress-”

Luna cut in, moving further up the bed until her own loins were near Fluttershy’s face. “We desire a show of devotion from our slave!” She explained calmly, her serene tone at odds with the volume of the Royal Canterlot Voice. “She mentioned how you would dislike seeing her true self, so We brought her here to make sure you knew how much she loved us!”

Rarity blinked a few times at the explanation. She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice once again failed her as Luna’s imposing horn glowed with magical power.

Luna enveloped herself for but a moment in magical energy, using a little spell that her sister had taught her upon her return. As soon as the magical energy dissipated, her clitoris began to grow, pulsating as it protruded further and further out, taking on an undeniably phallic shape that made both the other ponies blush deeply. By the time the growth had stopped, Luna’s clit had grown into a giant of a cock that would have made even the most proud of stallions seem underwhelming.

With that done, Luna looked down at Fluttershy, licking her lips in eager anticipation. “And now, Whore, you receive your reward for your devotion to us! Open your mouth!”

Fluttershy gasped as she opened her mouth as wide as she could. Even with her body a jumble of mixed emotions and desires, the sight of her Mistress’ magical stallionhood was irresistible. She wanted it! She needed it! She didn’t care if all her friends forsook her, just so long as her Mistress gave her that giant cock!

Luna could tell how eager her slave was, the overpowering scent of the pegasus’ arousal filling the room, rendering any other smells completely inert. She gazed intently at Rarity as she brushed the head of her massive cock against Fluttershy’s open lips. “Do not look away,” she commanded. “Watch as your friend serves us! Watch as she drinks our essence!” With that, she thrusted full-force, driving her massive tool down Fluttershy’s throat, moaning as the girl’s muzzle, cheeks and throat clenched around her giant phallus.

By this moment, Fluttershy was far too high to care anymore about Rarity’s gaze; the musk of her Mistress’ dick filled her nostrils, making her shudder and tremble on the bed. She was completely comfortable, the tame bitch sucking eagerly as Luna pushed more and more of her member into her slave’s mouth until Fluttershy’s face was pressed against her pussy. Rarity couldn’t help but whistle at how easily Fluttershy swallowed that enormous length; she’d probably have gagged at a third of that monstrosity! Despite herself, Rarity licked her lips, gazing on in wonder as her friend squirmed underneath the Princess of the Night’s assault.

Sensing how impressed Rarity seemed, Luna began to pump her hips back and forth, not bothering to go slow with her experienced slut’s throat. “Well, this turn of events pleases us!” Luna declared as she gave Rarity a mirthful grin. “Looks like Whore was wrong about you!” Luna continued to pound Fluttershy’s throat relentlessly, pulling almost completely out of her mouth only to drive back in with equal force, rocking the pegasus’ body and causing the bed to creak loudly. Sloppy, wet noises filled the air as Fluttershy eagerly sucked and slurped on the aggressively thrusting cock, drool running up her face and into her eyes, forcing her to occasionally wipe her face. Other than that, though, she was still, only her lewd sucking and the gushing of her trembling, horny pussy differentiating her from a doll. Completely in the groove now, Luna furiously fucked Fluttershy’s throat, grinning widely as Rarity gazed in wonder at the giant bulge just underneath the pegasus’ skin.

“Well.... I...” Rarity couldn’t help but fan herself with a hoof, wishing she’d had a proper fan as she took in the sight of her best friend being abused in ways she’d never imagined were even possible. Her eyes drifted over to Luna’s waist, and she let out another whistle. Of course, the magical strength of the Princesses was legendary, but Rarity had not expected such a beautiful, slender form to be so physically powerful. Luna’s flank and hind leg muscles tensed and relaxed again and again with each thrust, the sheer strength hidden just beneath the cobalt blue mare’s coat and skin proving both surprising and hypnotic.

“What’s the matter?” Luna queried. “Cat got your tongue?” Her thrusts were forceful, but natural, as though Luna were fucking her slave’s throat without even thinking about it.

“I just...” Rarity licked her lips despite herself. “I’m surprised, is all...” She’d never approved of such brazen displays of base lust, but she couldn’t deny that it was hot. Her eyes looked back to Fluttershy, first gazing at her lips, which were wrapped like a vice around the massive member having its way with her, then running along the yellow mare’s relaxed, sweaty body. It was strange just how serene Fluttershy was now, considering how distressed she was but a moment ago. The submissive mare’s muffled moans even sounded... happy? Was it really so good that Fluttershy was willing to be as completely humiliated as she’d just been? As her eyes wandered to her friend’s hind legs, Rarity got her answer: Fluttershy was soaked in love juices, with more gushing freely from her throbbing, open flower, soiling the bed and starting to pool slightly. She’d never seen a mare so wet before, and it was starting to affect her; she could feel the warmth of her own lust building within her loins. She gasped softly and started rubbing her hind legs together, trying to suppress a slutty moan of her own.

Despite the classy pony’s best efforts, Luna could tell that the sight was affecting her. “Dear, you do not have to hide from us,” Luna assured Rarity. “We know you like what you see.”

Even without Princess Luna’s telepathy, Rarity wouldn’t be able to hide just how horny the sight was making her. Her cheeks blushed a deep cherry red, and her body began to squirm as lust began to overtake her other emotions. Despite herself, Rarity could only think of one thing: she wanted a turn!

As if sensing Rarity’s desire, Luna nodded. “Very well, Rarity!” she declared. “We shall have some fun with you as well!” At that, Luna suddenly tensed up and buried the whole of her cock down Fluttershy’s throat, letting out a loud and throaty moan, still in the Royal Canterlot Voice, as her dick began to spasm with ecstasy. The room fell quiet save for the sounds of submissive swallowing as Fluttershy eagerly drank her Mistress’ load, her throat muscles helping to push wad after wad of semen through Luna’s cock, whimpering slightly as her stomach filled with her Mistress’ essence.

That... That wasn’t so bad, Fluttershy thought to herself. I guess Rarity still likes me, and I got to suck Mistress off! Oh happy day! She’d been humiliated most of the day, and while that served to make her ludicrously horny, she was glad she hadn’t lost a friend. Perhaps Luna knew Rarity would be more receptive than Fluttershy had expected. Relaxed and sated, Fluttershy let out a soft moan as she felt Luna pull her cock from her mouth, leaving the pink-maned submissive to gasp and moan in pleasure. “Th... Thank you, Mistress,” Fluttershy sighed blissfully, gazing up in adoration at her owner.

“You’re welcome, Whore,” Luna replied, winking playfully. “Now you rest while We show Rarity why We make you so wet!” With that, she grabbed Rarity and tossed her onto the floor, mounting the fashionista and plunging deep into her already wet twat. Fluttershy smiled warmly as she heard Rarity’s lustful moans. She loved being Luna’s toy.

Twilight Sparkle woke with a groan as she felt the morning sun on her face. She scowled at herself, shaking her head at how sticky she was. Confound it all, it didn’t work right! She mused, shaking her head. I mean, I was Fluttershy, but the dream... There’s no way in the Everfree that was actually Fluttershy’s dream. She pulled off the quilt and stood up on all four hooves, shuddering in disgust at just how sticky she was between her hind legs. Looking at the bed, she noticed that Fluttershy wasn’t in it. The blanket was gone too, suggesting that Fluttershy was going to do laundry today. Perhaps she was going to save the bedsheet for the next load?

“Well, better go look for her and tell her the...” She suddenly noticed something very important about Fluttershy’s bedsheet. “Bad... News...?” There was a very, very obvious wet spot on the bedsheet, causing Twilight to blush, certain that any pony could see it even through her purple coat.

Just then, Fluttershy trotted in, smelling and looking as though she’d just taken a long shower and perfumed herself. She went over to the bed and pulled off the sheets, folding them neatly before looking over to Twilight. She noticed her friend’s pendant, then remembered what it was supposed to do. Then she remembered the dream she’d had. “Hello,” she said in a soft, unsure whisper. “Did it... Um, did it work?”

Twilight nodded. “Yeah...” Her voice was also soft, a whisper that would have rivaled Fluttershy herself. She nodded again. “Yeah.”

Fluttershy’s blush deepened as she shrank back, trying to hide behind her mane. “Um... I’m sorry. I didn’t know I’d have that dream...” Her eyes shot from side to side, making it a point to look at everything except her friend.

Twilight giggled nervously, doing her own poignant looking away as she thought about the dream she’d just experienced. “N-no problem there, Who-Fluttershy!” She corrected herself forcefully, now blushing as pink as her friend’s mane as she realized she’d almost used the ‘pet name’ from the dream. “D-don’t worry, I won’t tell any pony about this...”

The two ponies just stared at each other for a moment, sound itself seeming to die violently around them as they struggled to find something to say.

“Um...” Fluttershy broke the silence, looking back and forth shyly. “I, um, I better finish the laundry before I start tending to the animals.”

Twilight nodded softly, glancing back and forth again. “Yeah, um, I should probably go home. Take some notes.” She blushed at that comment. “About the magic! The magic! Not the dream!” She let off a nervous squee as she forced a smile. “I’ll, uh, see you later then?”

“S-sure.” Fluttershy was almost completely obscured by her mane now, but was trying to hide herself even further than that.

Completely forgetting to clean herself, Twilight showed herself out. After silently closing the door, she broke into a full gallop, nearly smashing into sixteen mares and one of the five stallions in all of Ponyville. She had some notes to take. And a shower. A cold shower.