I AM COMPLEEEEETE!

Chapters

1: Opening the Partynomicon
2: (Homo)Erotic Tension
3: These Aren't My Glasses!
4: Whoops! There Go My Pants! (Part 1)

1: Opening the Partynomicon

"What I don't get-" Rainbow started, popping a chip into her mouth and continuing to talk anyway, much to the disgust of half the others lounging around in Pinkie's room, "Is why you kept draining us even after you figured out we were mad about it."

"Rainbow Dash! I'm sure Twilight didn't mean to." Fluttershy admonished her, "And don't talk with your mouth full."

"You're right. I didn't mean to, really. The first and last time I opened it on purpose... other than the last time which I'm sure you all remember," Twilight tittered nervously as she explained, "Was just before I first met you all in the music room. When I was draining... Rarity, right?"

"Yes darling, I believe that was me." Rarity confirmed, attacking Rainbow with a handheld vacuum and responding to her defense by vacuuming Rainbow's face. The others ignored the slight scuffle as Rarity attempted the never-ending task of keeping Dash from making a mess.

"Yeah, that. The second time it just kind of... popped open, right next to the statue. I don't know if it was a sign of things to come or I'd left the clasp a bit loose and the spring brought it open. It pulled Sunset's magic and the portal in, and every time after that it came open of its own accord... even when I tried to hold it shut. Which was weird." Twilight explained, and then started as a sigh sounded across the room, bringing all eyes to Sunset Shimmer, now hugging/hiding behind a pillow and refusing to meet anyone's eyes.

"The time at the portal probably was the clasp, but after that... I'm afraid it was probably my fault." Sunset sighed again, "When you drained my magic, you got everything except the core. The core is... well, that's a longer explanation-" Sunset raised an eyebrow at Twilight and the nerdy girl put her notepad and pen away sheepishly, "Which I'll be glad to give later. The short of it is that my magic is... infected, for lack of a better word."

There were a smattering of concerned mumbles from her friends, but they let her continue.

"A little dark magic won't hurt you, especially if it's properly contained and directed outside of your body. A lot of dark magic, directed inward onto your body... it can take decades for your system to be clear of it; most ponies affected as thoroughly as I was... well, they die, actually. Or get banished or whatever. I'll say that lesser injections than mine can stay in the pony's system until the day they die. Nopony else has been as thoroughly affected as I was and lived to tell the tale.(1) Suffice to say... my magic's packed with trace amounts of it and would probably remain until my fifth century of life, should I live so long." Sunset paused her explanation, glancing at the others, some of that fear from before the Battle of the Bands showing in her expression before she looked away again to continue explaining.

"Oh! So that's why it was acting so strange! And why I went so crazy! I knew I couldn't be that mentally imbalanced!" Twilight interjected excitedly... then wilted under Fluttershy's glare, finally noting how Sunset had curled in tighter to her pillow. Rainbow was also giving her a flat look. Rarity and Applejack just looked sympathetic, the cowgirl patting her on the shoulder consolingly as though to say 'ain't no shame, we've all done it.' And Pinkie was... mimicking a vampire at Gummy with her leftover french fries. Twilight still couldn't wait to get that girl in a lab.

"Of course, it couldn't have all been that. I do get pretty crazy sometimes." Twilight rapidly backpedaled, "But I took all your magic, right? So it should all be gone now and you're all better and we don't have to worry about the next person inno- er, ignorantly absorbing magic picking it up by accident, right? And you're all better?"

Twilight gulped as Sunset shook her head.

"I'm afraid not. Dark magic... deep dark magic gets into your core, infects every bit of magic you have all the time. If you'd taken that... well, any effect that drains a pony's core is fatal. It's not gone and it never will be."

And that was the straw that broke the camel's back; all five of them converged on Sunset for a group hug, and then Rarity grabbed the awkwardly-fidgeting Twilight's ear and dragged her in to make it six. A few tears, a mumbled, muffled thank you, and a borrowed handkerchief later, the group hug was less about comforting and more about comfortable togetherness. Well, Twilight still seemed awkward, but she wasn't pulling away.

"Oooh!" Pinkie interrupted their group hug and dived for her closet, "I've got just the thing!"

The others maintained the hug but watched curiously as Pinkie dug into the bottom of her closet, throwing a variety of things back over her shoulders... various party favors, textbooks, underwear, Gummy (twice, somehow,) something that Rarity quickly caught and stuffed in a sock drawer before anyone could see it (her face taking on a rather bright shade of red,) a red stick with a lit fuse- Applejack caught it and put it out with wet fingertips, scowling at the Pink's back. Finally, Pinkie tipped forward and fell into the closet. Various clangs and painful grunts sounded, and they all winced at the noise while looking on incredulously.

"Oh, that's where I left that!" Pinkie's voice sounded faintly from the closet, "But what about the-whoops!" a loud BANG! ejaculated from the closet, the door shaking slightly from the force of the explosion. "I'M OKAY!" Pinkie yelled less than a second later, "I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING BUT I'M FINE, DON'T COME IN AFTER ME! I DON'T HAVE TIME TO TAME THE JABBERWOCKY! JUST NEED TO- Oh there it is!" A medley of whizzes, bangs, and the creak of an old haunted mouse later, Pinkie emerged from the closet, looking a little singed but just as happy, peppy, and generally overexcited as usual. She rolled out of the closet and onto her back, lifting a wrinkled-looking book with a creepy smiling face on the front into the air with both arms.

"Found it!" Pinkie announced, then let it fall on her chest, panting a little. Twilight got up and walked over to the closet, looking at the floor of it... the perfectly seamless and intact floor. She chose to close the door and not ask any questions about it... for now.

"What is it?" Sunset finally asked, examining the book. It looked to be bound in something wrinkled and rubbery and the face on the front would be creepy... if it wasn't so happy-looking, which just made it more creepy but it wasn't creepy and Sunset chose to stop thinking about it before she went as mad as Pinkie from contemplating it.

"The Partynomicon! The dark tome of all things party, bound with the skin of murdered balloons and the soul of Gene Simmons entrapped within!"

"Um, he's still alive."(2) Fluttershy murmured, but no one heard her, even in the stunned silence following Pinkie's explanation.

"And... what are we going to do with that, Darling?" Rarity finally asked.

"Easy! Summon a Succubus and ask if there's any way to get the dark magic out of Sunny!" Pinkie explained, opening the book without looking and holding it in Sunset's direction. The former unicorn took it and began reading, brows furrowed.

"Why a Succubus? Not that I'm not necessarily up for kinky sex rituals or anything." Dash asked, dodging an expected swipe from AJ as half the room blushed at her assumption. So Applejack kicked her shin instead and smirked at the curses that followed.

"What other kind of demon would you summon for a party?" Pinkie asked, "Well, it's got party-shoggoths too, but I don't think your Will Saves are good enough to avoid incurring a lot of SAN-loss if we summon one of those."

Everyone, including Sunset, looked at Pinkie like she'd grown a second head. Pinkie looked around and patted her shoulders. After a few seconds she sighed with relief and went back to smiling. Everyone else decided not to think about why Pinkie felt the need to check if the metaphor had become literal.

"Huh. This ritual is preposterous but very thorough. It includes summoning, binding, all the information about the type of demon... if there is such a thing here." Sunset finally said, "It's not even sexual like I was expecting. What's 'Skyclad' though?" There were more mutters and blushes before Rainbow spoke up, eyeing Applejack warily.

"It means naked, Sunset."

"Oh right, the clothing thing. I still forget sometimes." Sunset laughed a bit, "Well, it's a nice thought Pinkie, but even if it did work... which I really doubt... it's not a good idea to summon demons."

"It'll totally work! I've even done it before! They always make part of the bargain that I can never summon them again though, for some reason, so it's a new one every time. I wonder why?" Pinkie mused.

"Wait wait." Twilight paused the conversation, "You sound like summoning demons is an actual thing. It isn't, right?"

"Oh yeah, it is. One of the things I got in trouble for researching, actually. Never actually called one, but this ritual... other than the components, it's very similar to the ones I read about."

"...Ooooh can we try it can we try it?" Twilight squeed. Then realized everyone was staring at her now and tried to hide under a pillow, blushing profusely.

"...Well." Sunset said, blushing for reasons entirely unrelated to how cute Twilight was being, she assures you, "Maybe... I mean, it's not going to work, but even if it does, if the demon can't do what we ask it just goes away..."

"Well, I mean, I know people our age are known for doing things like going into 'haunted' houses and holding seances and stuff?" Twilight squeaked, poking her head out, "It'd be a fun experience, at least?"

"You're assuming all of us are willing to get naked, darling." Rarity interjected, not liking where this was going.

"Aw c'mon Rarity! Don't be a party pooper! None of us have anything to hide." Dash smirked, "Unless you forgot to shave or something."

"Rainbow Dash! Why I never-!"

"Whoah, really? So it's like, total jungle down there?"

Sunset ignored the sounds of incoherent rage from the fashionista, pulling the book back up to reread the ritual.

"Are we really doin' this?" Applejack asked no one.

"Yepperoonie!" Pinkie shouted, suddenly behind Applejack, taking her shirt and bra in one swift motion and letting AJ's firm B-cups out into the open air.

"Gol-dang it Pinkie! Don't just steal a person's clothes like that!" Applejack shouted, jumping up and spinning away from the grinning pink menace.

"But if we're doing it, we should all get ready, right? Anybody that doesn't wanna help, we've got a spare room down the hall! Anybody staying, I'll get you ready while Sunny and Twily get the ingredients and set it up!"

"Thanks Pinkie. Okay Twilight, looks like we need brown sugar, candles... birthday cake candles, specifically... white sugar, chocolate sauce, and one slice of pie, any kind. Whip cream optional." Sunset got up and headed out, Twilight in tow, head buried in her book. Twilight squeaked at something but didn't talk, so Sunset just kept walking. Once they reached the kitchen, the ingredients were quickly gathered, Sunset still mostly keeping her head buried in the text, reading and rereading the process, ritual words, and bindings.

"What are you doing?" Asked an unexpected voice, making Sunset jump and finally look up from her book to find Maud Pie standing there with her usual non-expression.

"Oh! Hi Maud. We're doing a silly little ritual with Pinkie and the girls, I'm just getting the ingredients." Sunset explained. Maud looked at the ingredients and... was she blushing? Sunset couldn't actually tell.

"Oh." Said Maud, turning and heading back upstairs.

"That was weird." Sunset said, then went back to checking the book, "Do we have all of the ingredients?"

"Um, yes." Twilight squeaked, sounding extra-nervous for some reason. Being a good friend, Sunset looked up to check what was-

"Twilight. Did Pinkie strip us before we left the room?" Sunset asked, staring at the naked nerd and trying not to blush too hard.

"Yes." Twilight admitted, starting to resemble a tomato... a tomato with nice gams, Sunset noted.

"...Right. Lets get back up there and hope she hasn't traumatized Fluttershy or something."

Fluttershy was, surprisingly, still in the room. Unsurprisingly, she was covering herself, showed some resemblance to a tomato, and had her face fully hidden behind her hair. Sunset raised an eyebrow at Rarity, sitting primly next to her on a towel, but the nude fashionista only shook her head.

Then Sunset noticed what the five naked girls had gathered around.

"Pinkie, why do you have a cut-away section of your carpet with a circle stained into the wood underneath?" Sunset asked, knowing it was a foolish question.

"For all my demon, shoggoth, and Outsider-summoning needs, of course!" Pinkie replied, taking the brown and white sugar and starting to pour the lines of the summoning circle. Sunset rapidly checked to make sure Pinkie was drawing them correctly, and, indeed, she was.

"Am ah the only one a mite worried about the fact that Pinkie seems to believe this is gonna work?" Applejack asked, scratching herself idly from where she sprawled, naked as a jay bird... except her hat.

"Oh lighten up AJ. If Pinkie thought this were actually dangerous, she wouldn't be helping." Rainbow poked AJ in the shoulder hard enough to almost topple her over, then scrambled back as she found a pink face within centimeters of her own.

"Of course it's dangerous Dashie! But that's what makes it fun!" Pinkie crowed, "Number one rule, don't break the circle! No matter how sexy he, she, or heshe is! Think you can resist, Dashie?"

"U-um. Of course! I get so much tail it's like I'm one myself! They won't tempt me into anything dumb, trust me Pinkie."

"And iffen they do, I'll get her by the tail and put 'er in a headlock if I have to."

"Hey!"

"Girls! Shush, this is a very exact procedure." Sunset interrupted their bickering and her dictation to Twilight, who was placing the candles, sugar, and chocolate sauce with help from a ruler and at least three compasses (both kinds, two of the magnetic kind just in case.) "Okay, so, you all have to sit at a point on the star-" Sunset pointed at the lines of chocolate sauce now oozing in the middle of the design. She was sure it was drawn in Euclidean geometry, but it still made her eyes water to look at; it certainly wasn't symmetrical, but it was still somehow a star, and she could swear she heard screaming in the back of her head, making her doubt that assertion. Twilight looked a little dazed from having worked on it, but had drawn it to the lines already on the floor in exacting standard, and cleaned up the bits that oozed out of the lines with an exacto-knife she'd gotten from somewhere.

"-while I stand over here, and we'll all chant together- Zazas, zazas, nesta nesta-"(3)

Pinkie slapped a hand over Sunset's mouth, interrupting her instruction.

"Nonono. That's the wrong one. You don't wanna use that one. Lemme see the- Oh! The pages were stuck together! Silly book!"

Sunset just gave Pinkie a questioning look before turning back to the book. Then facepalmed with her free hand.

"That can't be the chant."

"Whooooo's done this before? Oh right, it's Pinkie Pie! That's totally the right chant!" Pinkie boasted, still holding Sunset from behind, rubbing her bounteous bosoms against Sunset's bare back and bouncing her bodacious booty against Sunset's own bottom before letting go and joining the others around the circle.(4)

"Fine." Sunset studiously ignored her blush. These were her friends, she didn't need to think of them that way dammit! So she shared the chant. After Rainbow Dash stopped laughing and the others stopped rolling their eyes, she read through the ritual one last time before signaling them to start.

"Oo ee, oo ah ah, ting tang-pffft! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

"Rainbow, if you can't keep a straight face long enough to get through one repetition, we may as well give this up tonight." Sunset said, as dry as possible through her own twitching lips- watching all six of them chant THAT at once was challenging her self control. And everyone else's.

"Perhaps this endeavor was doomed from the start." Rarity sighed, "And we're all experimenting with nudism for the night for nothing."

"Nono, we can do this! We can totally do this!" Rainbow insisted, forcing her words through the giggles, "If only so I can see how an actual succubus 'stacks' up."

"Alright, alright... let's try this just one more time, then. Light the candles, Twilight."

A safety lighter was brandished, and they quickly took up the chant- Rainbow barely restrained her laughter, but kept up this time. Two repetitions. Three.

Sunset's magic senses were dulled in the human world. They'd gotten much sharper after the transformation into Daydream Shimmer, but still nothing compared to what she'd felt as a unicorn. So it was that she hadn't felt the magic the book in her hands contained until it started to act. It twisted under her fingers, carried on the vibration of the chant, filling the room. She had the impression it was judging them- the same impression she'd gotten both times she's laid hands (and hooves) on the Element on Magic. But it didn't scoff, it didn't rage. She hadn't thought an invisible magical force could be said to giggle, but somehow that's the impression she got as it focused itself. It filled the non-smoke from the candles, their heat-shimmer becoming opaque, circling around the spell in a complex pattern that somehow followed the eye-watering star, raising the barrier that would keep the demon away from them before diving into the center, disappearing into the ground. The other girls (except Pinkie) looked nervous, excited, and a little windblown, as it hadn't just affected the area of the circle.

And then silence. The candles burned low, the ceiling-light no one had bothered to turn off dimming with them. Noises from far off could be heard, just at the edge of hearing, sounds that could drive one insane if one listened too closely for too long... interrupted by a noise that sounded disturbingly like a hundred whores giving an exaggerated 'slurp!'

With the sound came smoke, filling the circle, but not escaping it- pink and red, seeming to twist into dirty images as one watched, produced by the viewer's own perverse impulses. Sunset almost dropped the book as it physically twisted and wiggled in her grasp, forcing it to stay open- she could feel the cover moving, making motions as though it was laughing for a few seconds before it stilled, right about when the smoke began to clear.

"Pie?" Asked a smokey feminine timbre, sounding incredulous, and not a little 'valley-girl,' "My offering is pie? What. The. Fuck."

"Heeeeey! Don't be knockin' Sweet Apple Acres Genuine Best Apple Pie In The World now!" AJ replied, offense trampling the trepidation that filled them all.

"...You aren't serious." The smoke cleared further, and they could see the stacked silhouette, the image of animated seduction even detail-less. It took up the slice of pie left in the center of the circle for it, and took a bite.

"Mmmmmmmohmmmmmmyesssssss-"

"Snrk! I think she likes your Pie AJ! A little too much maybe!" Rainbow snarked in place, "Er, can we let go of each-other now?" She held up her hands, linked to Pinkie and Applejack.

"That's fine Rainbow." Sunset answered, staring at the smoke as though she would spontaneously develop X-ray vision.

"Ohm nom nom- OhsweetLillith yeasssssss!"

"That must be really good pie." Twilight mumbled, watching the shadow of it vanish into the demon's maw amongst gluttonous moans. Something long and thin whipped through the smoke, the creature inside the circle falling to her knees, legs splayed, bringing a hand to her crotch and hissing as her hips jerked and thrust. The only sounds were the 'sput sput' of splattering liquid and the heavy breathing of seven girls simultaneously thinking they should turn the thermostat down because oh my, isn't it hot in here?

"Mmmmyes. This trip was worth it just for the pie." The sensuous voice purred as the smoke finally cleared, panting a bit, glowing lavender eyes piercing the gloom first, locking to Sunset's, "But I doubt you brought me here for a gift, Mortal. Speak, Summoner, that I may know what you desire."

So saying, the succubus drew herself to her full height, and her heart-tipped tail swished, banishing the rest of the smoke in an instant. Flame-red skin covered a cute teenaged form, far from the seductress Sunset had half-expected. Not that she was unattractive, from supernaturally perky C-cups to pert derriere, smooth red flesh and long, supple legs (her thighs shiny and slick already,) cherubic face and cute little horns, demonic bat-wings and slithering tail.

Yeah, I'd hit that. Sunset mused to herself... still, she'd been expecting ridiculously voluptuous, not someone that could hide her inhuman features and fit right into CHS.

"Also, who the fuck gave you this ritual? Sugar? Chocolate sauce? I didn't mind the pie but-" The demon interrupted her thoughts, impatience written on her cute visage.

"That'd be me! Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie! You're a lot younger than the ones I usually get! Why don't they ever come back, anyway? Do I come on too strong? Are Demons prone to diabetes? What'd that last one say when he left? I couldn't understand him with all the screaming-mff hf hf hf hu hf ha!" Pinkie proceeded to keep speaking into AJ's covering hand, the cowgirl only looking deadpan at the now-cowering demoness.

"Okay, heheheh." The cringing succubus said from her position at the point in the barrier farthest from Pinkie Pie, "First point, sic the Pink One on me and I get your soul."

"No deal." Sunset replied, smirking. Maybe this would be easier than she thought, "Counterpoint: I promise not to sic Pinkie on you unless you try to hurt someone."

"Urgh... Deal, just... keep her away from me."(5)

"Pinkie's free to go where she pleases, but if you haven't angered us, we'll acquiesce to your requests to run interference. Deal?"

"Deal!" The demoness writhed as glphys sizzled, burning into a 'bracelet' around her right wrist. Sunset fell to one knee, gasping, as the same set of contract glyphs appeared on her own wrist. It hadn't hurt, as evinced by the moans both let out, and the further ruining of Pinkie's carpet by all the girls in the room. The demoness was dripping profusely on the hardwood herself, panting as she stood again, Sunset following her to her feet.

"That was not the contract I expected... and not the one you expected either. So whaddya want?" The demoness finally asked.

"Um." Sunset started, collecting her thoughts, so efficiently scattered by Pinkie Pie, "Next Deal; for the duration of this summoning, we shall each ask questions in turn, and answer truthfully, one for one." This part of the ritual was outlined in the book, warning that a demon would lie as easily as breathing, and to be wary of even their truths.

"Aren't you a smart one! Deal. You've only got one more." The demon grimaced at the first band as the second formed, more quickly and less pleasurably, though both shivered at the magical branding.

"Okay." Sunset licked her lips, "First question, can you remove all of the dark magic from a p-person?" Sunset censored herself. If there were demons in this world, it wouldn't do to let them know about the portal. In fact, she was going to have to write to Princess Twilight about this later, just in case. Sunset's spirits dipped as she realized she was probably going to get lectured about this.

"Naturally. Let's see... oh yeah you've got some. Not that much. You'd make a cute demon if you cultivated it." The demon peered through the barrier, squinting, and grinned, "Hm. So, what are all the juicy details of the last time you fucked?"

"It was about six years ago." Sunset's mouth opened of its own volition, even as she sported an atomic blush- more than one of the nude girls raptly listening noted it went all the way down, and that some of the others matched it, "One of the Royal Astronomers, Night Light-" she kept speaking over a gasp from Twilight- what was that about? "Stumbled into the library where I had holed up. He'd just had a fight with his fiancee about working too much, gotten drunk, and tried to come to work. I was in heat and he was horny, so I bent over a desk and flagged my tail and he pounded me until sunrise." Sunset finally managed to clamp her mouth shut over further details, noting the horrified look on Twilight's face and again wondering why.

"...Cute, real cute. Royal Astronomer? Pffffft." The succubus scoffed, "Nice going though, answering with some fantasy roleplaying thing. In heat." She giggled, snorting and leaning back against the invisible wall, crossing her arms and lifting her bust just a bit. Sunset didn't bother to correct her.

"What would you ask in return for taking the dark magic out of my system?" Sunset asked, steadying her shaky legs and studiously ignoring her thighs' slickness, the memory of Night Light's huge flare locking into her womb still on her mind.

"Hmmmm... all of your magic. A mortal slave of my very own." The demoness licked her lips with a far-too-long tongue, slowly eyeing the circle of nude girls, who hid or glared as was their nature... though her eyes carefully avoided Pinkie Pie, who just grinned, "Or... if you were to enhance that dark magic with lust, grow it, it would empower me sufficiently to be worthwhile all on its own." Her eyes locked on Sunset, oozing temptation, "What's your most prominent sexual fantasy regarding one of your friends here?"

"Teaching Twilight about sex-" Sunset willed with all her might to keep her lips shut, but the compulsion of her demonic deal overrode her own body, forcing the words out, "In a classroom, catching her masturbating and forcing her to come up to the front and act as an example for the class, giving her detention where I'd put her over my knees and spank her ass red, then up on the desk where I'd rim and finger it until she came from anal stimulation alone, then push in a vibrating buttplug, flip her over, and sit on her face, teasing her pussy with an egg until she made me cum on her face." Tears of frustration streamed from her eyes as she finally forced her mouth shut, glancing helplessly at Twilight, sitting there tense, holding herself, eyes wide, body and expression showing every indication of surprised terror. Sunset tore her eyes away, unable to further watch her best friend and slight crush frightened of her unreasonable lust.

"Hmmm... the studious type, huh? Cute. This ritual is supposed to be skyclad, honey, but those glasses are cute on you, so I'll allow it." Twilight didn't even twitch a response, sending the demon, pouting, back to Sunset.

"How do I enhance the dark magic with lust?" Sunset asked through grit teeth.

"Oh, that's easy. Let's see..." The demoness squinted around the room, "'scuse me, it's hard to see through this thing. But yep, you've got six virgins here. Deflowering them should be more than enough. Though some of them have played a bit... creatively~" She drawled, looking to each side; each girl stiffened under her gaze, sure she was looking directly at them specifically and knew every nasty thing they'd done or thought of during masturbation, "-They're all still clean where it counts."

"Uh... if you haven't noticed, I don't exactly have the equipment to do it 'how it counts' anyway." Sunset retorted sardonically.

"Pffffft. Even with as little dark magic as you've got, that shouldn't be a problem if you think about it right." The demoness' eyes locked on Sunset's before she could even think of turning away, and a battering ram of lust struck her mind like a gong. Images rose from her subconscious; the fantasy with Twilight from earlier, only this time fucking her ass with Sunset's own cock, Rarity in lingerie, bent over like a dog in front off the whole school while Sunset pounded her from behind, making her howl, Fluttershy bent over and being fucked by an actual dog while Sunset pounded her face, mascara running down from her eyes at the rough treatment, the moans around her cock giving lie to Fluttershy's enjoyment, AJ squeezing her waist with those thick thighs while riding her like a mechanical bull, Rainbow Dash tied up on a lost bet, refusing to admit she was cumming from Sunset's flare filling her womb, Pinkie's thick mass of cotton candy hair bobbing up and down under her desk, talented tongue tracing every inch while the rest of the class looked on in envy. The pleasure reverberated into her loins-

"Ugh!" Sunset grunted, some instinct sending her hands down to her crotch, just in time as a thick, fleshy mass sprung from her groin. A full foot of girthy horsecock, heavy balls spilling from below the shaft and then rising again, clenching, spurting thick, virile cum against her palms to drip on the floor, her body seizing up and almost toppling as her legs locked, only just caught by Pinkie and Rarity. She stumbled, still overwhelmed with orgasm, cock splattering her hands, when Rarity let go, leaving Pinkie to hold her through it. She made a nice pillow, Sunset managed to think as Rarity came back at a run, throwing a towel down on the ground for some reason and rapidly arranging it while on her knees. Sunset tried to move her hands, to grab Rarity's head, a mere six inches from her cock, and pull her onto it, but two sets of pink digits locked around her wrists, keeping her hands in place as the last of her orgasm spurted out, dribbling onto Rarity's towel.

The lust receded slowly, Sunset's equine shaft softening and then drawing back into its thick sheath, leaving her panting, confused, and... unsatisfied.

"Fuck. I was hoping your spooge would break the circle." The succubus taunted, sounding more amused than angry.

Sunset managed to focus her eyes, putting some weight on her own feet and off of Pinkie, though the pink girl continued to hold her shoulders. She looked down, at her...

"Oh wow." Sunset gulped, staring at her sheath and balls, noting for a moment the large pool of jizz on the floor, dammed by Rarity's quick thinking from reaching the barrier circle. She'd heard of spells that would do this, but never actually found any... though not for lack of trying. Just staring at it seemed to wake it up, thick red flesh spilling from the sheath, drooping towards the floor for a moment, and then rising, throbbing and pulsing with her heartbeat as it lifted itself up, and up, finally stopping pointing straight from her body, unable to lift the throbbing horseflesh any higher without assistance. Sunset almost reached out to give it that assistance, to pull it between her breasts and then between her lips- but then remembered there were other people in the room and looked up.

Rarity was still barely a foot from the head of her dick, and seemed unable to keep her eyes off of it. She glanced up when Sunset looked down, their eyes meeting. Rarity licked her lips, almost invitingly but then looked down and blushed, sitting back in her spot after checking the pool of jizz one last time, pointedly trying to keep her eyes away from Sunset's cock... and failing more often than not, only to look up at Sunset's face again, blush, and look away. Fluttershy next to her seemed to have no such restraint, eyes locked in place, only moving to follow the head, bobbing with Sunset's heartbeat, her mouth hanging open, tongue out, drooling, her legs shifting unsubtly against her seat. Twilight looked on with shock, eye twitching, several hairs escaping her signature neat bun, mouth locked shut. Sunset winced at that. As her eyes turned to Dash, the athlete was making a slurping noise and wiping her mouth, trying to hide the fact that she'd been drooling like Fluttershy... and the other hand was suspiciously wet as well, being rubbed with attempted stealth against her leg to clean it off. Next to her, AJ was smiling almost greedily, a hand on her left tit massaging it, her eyes glazed as her mind lingered in some fantasy land. And Pinkie-

"Pinkie, please let go of my balls." Sunset whimpered as her mind finally registered the pink digits squeezing and massaging her oversized nuts, making her shaft bob all the harder in the air of the room. Pinkie pouted but retook her seat, licking her lips with obvious lascivious intent while she too worshiped at the altar of pony dong.

"Holy fuck." The succubus finally regained Sunset's attention, staring at her in shock... while stuffing all four fingers of one hand into her devil pussy, masturbating furiously. "I think we know the deal, you started, so last question, what's the dirtiest fantasy that hit you when I poked you a second ago?"

Sunset's mind swirled, most of the blood having relocated south, (magic must be involved, she thought, for something that big to not knock her out,) as the processed what the demon meant by 'poked' and frantically tried to pick out the least dirty fantasy in hopes she'd forget the most...

"Throatfucking Fluttershy while she's being mounted by a dog." Sunset facepalmed hard enough it stung at her failure. A throaty moan and a feminine squeal filled the room- Sunset spared the orgasmic succubus only a glance (in defense of her resolve as much as because the other item was more interesting,) before turning her eyes to the place everyone else was looking. Fluttershy, with two fingers buried in her snatch, mouth still open from her exclamation as she frigged herself furiously through her orgasm. Her eyes rose and locked with Sunset's, her mouth closing, teeth grit in a snarl, her wild gaze promising the most sinful of animalistic pleasures.

Sunset grunted in pain as something wrapped itself tightly around the base of her shaft, finally tearing her eyes away from Fluttershy's to the pink hand gripping her new appendage. After a second to get her wits back, Sunset remembered the warning throb for what it was.

"Thanks Pinkie."

"No problem, Sunny! I couldn't let you break the circle by cumming just from looking at Fluttershy!" The hand loosened, but didn't retreat. Sunset decided to leave it be and get rid of the demon before telling Pinkie to let go, just in case. Her gaze turned again to the succubus- and Pinkie tightened her grip again as Sunset watched the demoness lick her own fluids off her fingers far too sensually for her strained control.

"What... what did you do to me?" Sunset eventually managed to ask.

"I didn't do jack shit." The succubus answered, lapping the last of her mess up, "Sure, I put a few fantasies in your head, but that magnificent cock? That's all you, Sunnybuns. So, the deal is, you deflower your friends, summon me again, and I take your dark magic out. Is that the last Deal you want?"

Sunset opened her mouth to refuse- "Yes." Her eyes widened- that wasn't what she meant to say!

"Heard and witnessed." The demon hissed sinisterly. There was a flash of flame, a gust of wind, and the circle was empty, the candles melted, the chocolate crisp and burnt, the plate of pie emptied of everything but- no, she'd licked the crumbs off the plate too.

Sunset could only stare in horror as one of the bands on her wrist faded, and a larger, more elaborate one took its place.(6)

Author's Note

(1) Twilight never did give her the full explanation about Nightmare Moon. And no, the Elements don't get rid of all of it.

(2) GREETINGS BRONIES OF THE FUTURE! At the time of this writing, this was true. I say this in case of people reading this after his eventual demise (may it be long in coming.)

(3) Bonus points for catching the reference.

(4) I would make the obvious joke, but I don't want to end up with my balls in a jar. (Super Extra Bonus Points if you catch THAT reference.)

(5) No, Pinkie isn't actually that bad, the demon has just got all her information from the grape vine and it's made her out to be much worse than she actually is. Mostly. The prying his eyes open and making him watch Barney for nine hours after he threatened Marble; that's true.

(6) For the confused: the first band was to keep Pinkie off of her, and had no time limit- that one's still going. Fortunately, it's vague enough that it doesn't actually bind anyone to do or not do anything- the demoness was panicked and not thinking straight. The second one, to answer questions honestly in turn, was only for this summoning; that's the one that disappeared. It's also the one that the demoness used to trick Sunset into making the last deal without thinking about it.

2: (Homo)Erotic Tension

Sunset squirmed in her sleeping bag, regretting every syllable of telling Pinkie to let go. When the pink girl had started blatantly jerking Sunset off in front of everyone, she'd known she had to put a stop to it or they'd have a full orgy going. Once she left the room to clean up in the bathroom, the others seemed to regain their sanity, having cleaned up the room while she was gone and opened a window to air out the scent of sex. They'd also cleaned themselves as best they could without a shower. What they hadn't done was put any clothes on, making the towel around her waist that barely covered her... addition... entirely useless as the beast rose again, a bit painfully, as though in anger from it's suppression in the cold shower. She'd ignored the hungry looks turned her way and commented- at a yell- how late it was and that they should be getting to sleep now, diving into her sleeping bag and curling up around her erection to hide it.

Now, at least two hours later, she was lying in the dark in a room full of still naked girls, still tenting the covers high enough for the CMC to have a very perverted camping trip.

Sunset promised herself a punch in the dick for the fantasies that followed, later, when it wouldn't wake the others up. She had to hold in a slightly hysterical giggle as she pondered whether it might punch back. But for now, she just groaned- quietly- as her appendage somehow got even stiffer.

Distracted trying to think unsexy thoughts (and failing) Sunset almost didn't notice someone pulling the zipper at the base of her sleeping bag. The metal teeth barely vibrated as whoever it was very carefully pulled the bottom of her bag open, but she felt it in her toes, and attempted to keep them out, hoping she wouldn't accidentally kick them. But whichever it was, felt only through her feet, rump seen as barely a shadow on the side of the room opposite the window, they slipped through her legs and into her bag like a snake, slithering up and forcing her feet apart.

Grunting, she tried to squeeze them out with her knees, pull her legs to one side and roll over, catch their hips with her toes. But a firm grip held her tight, legs forced apart, tongue pressed against her-

Sunset couldn't hold back a gasp as her assailant's tongue pressed right against her balls, lapping up her sweat with a swift lick and relieving the slight itch that had been plaguing her in the warm room. The orbs had been most troublesome throughout the night- even besides the itch, she could feel them pulsing, throbbing, overeager to release their payload into a warm mare. Girl. And complaining with a mild ache that she hadn't given them that honor. Well, they seemed to be cheering now, sending pleasure rocketing up her spine, and something else rocketing up her cock, the bag around her neglected tip quickly growing damp as her copious pre splashed against its barrier.

"Please, not now." Sunset tried to whisper, barely mumbling it as the girl at her nuts ran her tongue over them again, from one to the other, and then back, lapping at them gently, burning pleasure and soothing coolness mixing into an intoxicating cocktail, the ponygirl unable to do anything but lie there and clutch her pillow, gritting her teeth against noises she was sure would wake her companions. Her mystery paramour didn't listen, gently cleaning every inch of her sack with her tongue- she would make tiny, darting licks over the folds of skin, long strokes against the bits stretched tight over her testicles, and then kiss each little bit.

Sunset bit her tongue as she felt the left one get sucked entirely into a warm, wet embrace, suckled and tugged away from her shaft gently- it was all she could do not to release all over the inside of her sleeping bag, probably with a scream. But her partner relented, releasing it to finish the other. Sunset was better prepared when she took it into her mouth this time, and merely jerked her hips, forcing herself not to cum. When she pulled off, Sunset was left panting, her cock twitching furiously, the bag's rough material on her sensitive flare the only thing keeping her from going over the edge.

"Yes. Yes." Sunset murmured, barely remembering she needed to stay quiet, the need to cum overwhelming every other desire as that sinful tongue slid up her shaft, the mystery girl's hot breath washing over every inch before it was caressed by her wet muscle. It curiously rubbed at her medial ring, sliding back and forth as it explored, staying for a few moments, only to give it a gentle nibble- Sunset thrust against her face, barely holding back her orgasm, gasping and quietly moaning. The only thing that kept her from spraying her blankets was a new desire- she was going to cum in her precious toy.

She had no way of seeing her sclera blacken, no mind to notice the turquoise glow of her eyes bringing the slightest bit of light to her corner- she didn't need to see her toy to use it. Her hands let her pillow go, snaking under the blanket and taking two handfuls of hair, pulling it up towards her flare, yanking roughly to force her toy's mouth around it, only to realize it was physically incapable of getting around the widened mass of flesh.

With a scoff, she let go of her toy's mane, instead reaching for her gasping mouth, pushing two fingers into each cheek. A tug- not good enough. A twist of magic. Push it down her throat. What was that? No need for that, get rid of it. Those would need to work better. There. She tugged again, smirking at her toy's gasp as her mouth stretched further than it would've before. Better. She let one hand take hold of her toy's hair again, pressing the other to her shaft to aim. The toy closed her lips for a moment, resisting, and Sunset let her, instead rubbing her pre-leaking tip all over her face, marking her with Sunset's virile scent. Not the kind of marking she'd prefer, but she'd get to that.

Sure she'd done a proper job of marking her property, Sunset became impatient, pressing her tip against closed lips, then moving the hand on her shaft to her toy's nose, closing it- with her new lungs, she could've lasted an hour, but she didn't know that yet- and causing a reflexive gasp. Sunset's tip filled the hole before she could think to close it, pressing the fat flare against her stretched lips, bigger, but not quite big enough to take Sunset's flare without trouble. Her tongue lashed, tried to press Sunset's prick out of her, drawing another amused, breathless smirk at the futility.

A flex of her titanic, aching balls sprayed pre-cum into the toy's mouth- at least thrice the amount a human prick would get for an actual orgasm- and her struggles suddenly ceased as her tongue was bathed in it. A second, almost tremulous lap at her slit made Sunset grin, and suddenly the toy was eager again. It went from pushing away to pushing on, pressing her lips tight as she tried to force herself onto the flare, even as they suckled at the bit she'd gotten, eagerly lapping at what she could reach with her questing tongue, sucking up every spurt of pre-cum as it came, each as large and delicious as the last.

Taking pity on her toy, for even her eagerness couldn't defeat Sunset's mighty flare, she released her toy's nose and pressed the back of her head, other hand holding herself steady as she gave a mighty shove! Her toy's lips resisted for a split second, and then gave, the wide flare pressing her jaw apart and sliding through her teeth at speed. Sunset felt the drip of tears as her cockhead sank six inches into her toy's throat, spasming as she choked around Sunset's maremeat, wringing an unashamed moan from the demon's throat.

Five distinct, rhythmic, but quiet slippery schlicks paused for a moment... but Sunset took no note of them or her volume, and the noises resumed.

Her pet scrambled as she was held in place with six inches of horsecock and one hand wrapped in her hair, her limbs twitching as she tried to find purchase, eventually grasping Sunset's thighs. The demon smirked when instead of trying to push off, she forced herself further down, her tight, wet throat stretching over it inch by inch, moans vibrating the shaft as her toy enjoyed herself. With a sigh, Sunset let go of her toy's hair and let her work her own way down for now, grunting and moaning as her cock was swallowed deeper and deeper into her toy's spasming throat, contenting herself with dumping more and more of her pre into her pet's stomach as she went.

"That's it." She murmured, her echoing, demonic rumble just loud enough to cover five gasps, the sixth less heard and more felt through the lips just short of her medial ring as her prey (and others unheard) came from the lusty sound, throat convulsing around her length but never slowing its advance, "Take it all, my little cockslut, right down to my balls." Sunset moaned, thrusting just a little into her toy's mouth, "Lick them, cumslut, let me flare in your stomach!"

Her pet had to stop for a moment- Sunset chuckled to herself as the throat around her shaft squeezed and twisted like the toy's unused pussy probably was- but soon it resumed, forcing itself hard around the ring, stopping again to swallow around the extra girth. Sunset hissed at the sensation, but had no trouble controlling herself now- she was going to cum in her pet's stomach, as promised. Her pet rallied, wrapping her arms around Sunset's thighs and grasping her taut buttocks with both hands, drawing another chuckle from their owner.

"Goooood slut." Sunset crooned as her last few inches were swallowed in one long press, maremeat sunk deep into her toy's throat, deeper, until the flare popped free and expanded, tying her right in the slut's stomach, "Are you ready?"

She felt her pet nod, and begin lashing her balls with the tip of her tongue, swallowing voraciously for her prize.

"Then enjoy your meal!" Sunset crowed, thrusting up into her toy's mouth one final time- and unleashed the flood. Her balls pulsed and churned as they worked, her cum-tube bulging against her pet's throat, warning her of the load to come- the slut just moaned for more, already shaking and shuddering as her own body begged for her Mistress' cum. Her kind mistress obliged, the first shot almost feeling like a punch in the stomach, the warm spunk filling her belly better than any meal, steaming hot inside her.

Her hands tucked further under her Mistress, coming up beneath her demonic equine orbs and squeezing them gently, sending more and more of their foal-batter into her belly, groaning as each shot slid through her throat before erupting inside of her, shaking as she came again and again from the cock in her throat and the delicious jizz in her stomach. Mistress' smell filled her nose, filled her mind, with devotion and love, drawing out feelings ignored and desires forgotten.

Finally, eventually, as her belly sloshed and groaned at the weight, the torrent stopped, and the pillar of flesh softened, slipping out of her stomach and up her throat. She caught it, pulling the head into her mouth and suckling gently at it, drawing out the last of her Mistress' wonderful load onto her tongue, finally tasting it and finding it every bit as delicious as she had hoped. Her Mistress groans sleepily as the last of her cum is drawn out of her, and snores slowly fill the air.

Wet-naps she'd prepared were quickly soiled as her Mistress was cleaned, and then she eased back out of the sleeping back, zipping it up and finally standing as she cleaned her mouth of whatever she hadn't been able to scoop up onto her tongue, her dark silhoutte only broken by a straight streak of magenta almost glowing in the moonlight.

With a bit of an uncharacteristic smirk, she hands the pack of clean wet-naps to one of the sets of eyes pretending to sleep.

"You probably need these. Pass 'em on." Twilight says, cheekily, grinning at the blush as the wipes are accepted. She bends down for a second, adjusting Sunset's sleeping bag for comfort and laying a single, almost reverent kiss on her forehead before pacing quietly towards the restroom for her own cleanup.

Author's Note

Pure clop chapter wheeeeee!

Yes, I know I should've been writing my other fic- next chapter of it is almost done, honestly, but I had these ready so I figured I'd just go ahead and post them.

3: These Aren't My Glasses!

Everyone in class paused, looking around for the source of the loud 'thud!' that had just interrupted the lesson. Nobody paid any attention to Sunset, her face going from one shade of her hair to the other as she rubbed her knee. After a minute, Cheerilee shrugged and continued the lesson.

Sunset tried to focus on the lecture, she really did, but then Lyra and Bonbon started making eyes at eachother again and her mind went right back to their cute faces asking her to stud for them. She jerked her leg again as her erection crawled further down the rough material of her jeans, barely avoiding the desk again, trying to harden in that severely confined space. Her balls were, if anything, worse, barely contained by the denim under her skirt, throbbing and filling while she tried desperately not to think about plunging into Lyra's tight snatch with Bonbon sucking on her balls so Sunset could properly knock up her girlfriend.

There was another 'thud,' but this time it was obvious to everyone.

"Sunset Shimmer, are you alright?" Cheerilee asked, staring at her student whose head had just impacted her desk with force.

"...Not really. May I be excused to the restroom?" Sunset asked, voice muffled by her desk, sounding more miffed than sickly.

"Of course. Write down the homework on the board if you haven't already, in case you don't make it back by the bell." Cheerilee nodded, suspecting feminine problems... but quickly revising that when Sunset stood up and limped out of the room. Her eye twitched, wondering what shenanigans the Rainbooms were up to now and why it involved shoving an entire foot plus of salami down Sunset's jeans. The teacher's traitorous twat suggested it might be a magic salami full of salty miso for feeding thirsty pussies after long dry spells, and she had to fight down a blush before continuing the lesson, banishing the silly idea.

~~~

Sunset sighed in relief as she finally managed to peel her jeans away from her bait and tackle, the cool air heaven on her hefty balls. She could even ignore her erection, rising slowly, pump by pump, now that it was free from its prison. At least for a moment.

"Ugh, I really should've stopped to talk to Rarity." Sunset groaned, taking a seat on the closed toilet and leaning back, the cold porcelain soothing her eager nuts as she regretted running out of Pinkie's as soon as it was polite and spending all day Sunday masturbating and procrastinating over her magic diary.

"No thanks to you." She grumbled, glaring down at her throbbing horsecock. But, with a sigh, she grudgingly wrapped a hand around the base, scooching down further so her balls could hang free while she wanked. "Pain in the ass fucking dick." Sunset angrily choked her chicken, sliding her hand up and down the dry skin beneath the medial ring while the other reached for her balls to coax out some lubrication-

"These aren't my glasses!"

"GAH!" Sunset nearly jumped- as it was, she scooched back on the toilet seat away from the thing that had lifted her balls suddenly. Pinkie's face, as it turned out, the pink girl turning and pouting as Sunset ruined her joke.

"Hiya Sunny! You look a little pent up!"

Sunset spent a moment catching her breath and watching Pinkie's eyes follow every bob of her shaft- which wasn't helping her erection any.

"Pinkie. Aren't you supposed to be in class?" Sunset finally asked, for lack of anything better to say.

"Aren't you?"

"Touche."

"Gesundheit."

Sunset opened her mouth... sighed, and closed it on that train of thought.

"What are you doing here, Pinkie?"

"Helping you get unpent." Pinkie answered, reaching forward without prelude, request, or hesitation, to slip her hands under Sunset's balls, warming them after the time spent on cold porcelain, rubbing and tugging them gently. Sunset could only stare, incredulous, at the pink girl's forwardness, letting Pinkie pull her down to sit, her balls hanging off the side again as Pinkie massaged them.

"I'm not sure-nnh!" Sunset tried to object, but a darting pink tongue on her medial ring interrupted her attempt, her teeth gritting to hold in a moan that would probably alert half the school. Her teeth stayed grit and her hands gripped the bars on the side of the stall as, after a slurp and a giggle, the tongue returned for the main dish. It never licked, merely lapped, moving from place to place erratically, punctuated by the occasional kiss as Pinkie tried to cover every bit of the massive shaft one spot at a time, somehow rapidly wetting every bit of it with her spit while her hands continued to slowly, gently massage her sensitive testicles.

Once the shaft was shiny, she moved onto the head as one hand left Sunset's balls to tease her pussy- Sunset noticed, felt the magic as it surged in her prick, but she was too aroused, too impassioned to sense its nature or effects as the spell manifested in a spurt of her copious pre-cum. Right into Pinkie's pursed lips, where it was sucked away without a trace, the pink girl licking her lips as she pulled away, giggling as the spell slipped down her throat, readying it for Sunset's schlong. Not that Sunset knew that. Pinkie was smarter than she let on though, and remembered what Twilight had done last night- she could now deepthroat almost anything with ease.

"Hm, tempting." She said, seemingly to herself, "But I think it's time to get this show on the road!" All it took was a quick swipe of her tongue, wetting the last untouched place on Sunset's cockhead, and a quick squeeze of her throbbing balls.

"Oh god, Pinkie-! I'm-" Sunset's hoarse words(1) were cut off with her pleasure as Pinkie let go, leaving her right on the edge. It took a moment for her to recover her wits and look down towards the action- and then up, past the swinging stall door to a tight pink pussy, spread by two fingers and framed by a pulled up skirt, with a lewd smirk to top it off as Pinkie offered her pie. The smirk only widened as Sunset's sclera blackened and her irises began to emit a demonic glow, a growl following her out of the stall. Short-clawed hands took hold of her bubbly cheeks, pricking them painfully, but not quite enough to draw blood, spreading her cheeks and then pressing them together around the spit-slicked cock, pre drooling all over Pinkie's ass.

"Oh Sunny-!" Pinkie gasped, both her lower holes tingling as the magical pre readied her to take every inch of Sunset's enormous horsecock, new nerves springing into existence and immediately being stimulated by the clenching of her own greedy orifices, "Stop teasing meeeeee!"

"Hmph. Such a slut." Sunset's voice echoed unnaturally, even for the bathroom, the sound suffused with power and sin. "MY slut!" She growled possessively, one hand drawing back to- *SMACK!*

"Ohmigosh." Pinkie cried into her pinkie, trying to keep her voice down as a single slap on her ass almost sent her to heaven. *SMACK!* "Ughgohgh." Pinkie descending into a gagged moan, her entire fist in her mouth as Sunset attacked the other cheek, chuckling evilly as she sent Pinkie to the edge and refused to let her go over.

"Mhmm... My silly slutty pink pet." Sunset said, her hands rubbing over Pinkie's cheeks as she continued to hotdog her bodacious buns, spreading her pre-cum all over them, "You want it, don't you? You want to lose your virginity to me. To have my fat cock up your foalhole. Want me to knock you up? Make you a proper broodmare? No. Not that yet. We have things to do after all. Lots of things."

Pinkie didn't care what Sunset did to her as long as she'd let her cum! She thrust her hips back at Sunset, trying to pull her cock down enough to go in, moaning into her fist that was going far deeper than a fist should. Sunset giggled, low and dark, as Pinkie's pie pressed against her head, thrusting with a deliberately sloppy motion, pressing the full length across Pinkie's clit as it slid up her belly and poked her wobbling tits. Pinkie had to stop, helpless, as she was forced to edge again, but not over, Sunset pulling back as she squealed through her teeth at the teasing. The head met her honeypot once more, but Sunset merely left it there, only the lightest of clawed grips on her hips assisting her aim. Desperate, Pinkie pulled her hand free of her throat-

"No hands." Sunset demanded, gripping Pinkie's wrist and putting it on the sink, "If you want me to take your cherry, do it with nothing but your hips."

"But Sunnnnnny-!" Pinkie whined, but her objection was cut off by another slap on her ass, forcing a gasp from her mouth as she panted with need, her paramour merely chuckling darkly at her desperation. A desperate lunge back, another slip, and Pinkie was hotdogging Sunset's wiener once again, forcing a groan of both pleasure and desire from Pinkie- Sunset gave her another spank for the failure as she drew back again.

"Grrrrr! Stupid cock! Get in me!" Pinkie growled, twisting her hips once, twice, three times- the head pressed in a little deeper, and she gasped for joy, twisting once more- and then lunging back. A part of her remembered that her hymen breaking was supposed to hurt, but it was by far drowned out by the parts of her cumming their brains out as Sunset's flared prick spread her wide and deep, pressing all the way to her cervix and almost through. She thought that was supposed to hurt too. Probably magic, the part of her mind that never turned off thought while the rest of her was busy jerking, twitching, and clenching in a seemingly endless orgasm around the throbbing horsecock that really shouldn't fit in there. Someone was screaming, too, and she kind of wished they stop because they were being really loud. Oh hey, that was her too. Huh.

Eventually, after a thorough re-lubing of Sunset's cock with her squirt, along with the floor and her feet, Pinkie came down, panting, resting her forehead against the cool porcelain of the sink. The monster inside her pussy hadn't moved, merely throbbing there, a bit impatiently, maybe. She managed to raise her eyes to the mirror, meeting those glowing demonic irises as Sunset gazed down at her conquest, both smug and possessive. The ginormous shaft flexed, and Pinkie was almost sent soaring again, muscles she was sure should be sorer clamping around her invader as it pressed at her innermost gates, hot pre spurting against her insides.

"Glad you had fun, Slut. But now, you're mine, and I would like to cum. You've got another three inches to take, get to it." Another slap on her ass pressed Pinkie back a little- yes, there was more cock back there, she noted, giggling through her gasp as it pressed further against her final gateway.

"I'll get it, Sunny-" *SMACK!*

"Mistress when I'm in you, Slut."

"Yes Mistress." Pinkie managed when she regained her breath, and her senses after another flex sent her to a rolling orgasm. With a grunt, she forced herself to concentrate, pressing her hips back again, forcing Sunset's broad, flat head against her womb. Her teeth grit, forcing her way through the impossible pleasure assailing her from that last gate into her body. With a sudden bout of inspiration, she twisted her hips, and felt herself open slightly. A spurt of molten pre splashed through, and she lost her progress to another clenching orgasm as it burned her womb, unable to focus as Sunset's cock flexed and spurted inside of her.

"So pathetic." Sunset sighed, giving Pinkie's glorious rump another handprint before finally deigning to lean down and press herself against her pet slut, reaching around and under her shirt to wrap her claws around Pinkie's hanging breasts, tweaking the nipples with their sharp points as she whispered into Pinkie's ear. "I'll have to train you thoroughly until you can take me to the hilt every time. C'mon, Slut, knock knock. Let me into your womb."

Pinkie squealed, squirting hard enough to hit Sunset's hanging cum-factories, as the demon gave her an encouraging thrust, almost pressing herself in before pulling back to merely kissing her cervix again, leaving Pinkie to ride out the aftershocks, almost purring as her shaft was massaged by Pinkie's tight cunt. Her eyes widened in surprise as Pinkie pushed herself back, still clenching and squeezing in orgasm, forcing herself farther onto Sunset's thick fuckstick with a snort, twisting and pressing herself deeper even mid-squirt, further dousing the hefty nuts that were going to fill her up as soon as she let Sunset in.

But the demoness had a limit too, Pinkie found out, as claws dug into her pudge, and she was yanked back- she could feel the pop as the fat, flared head of Sunset's meaty horsecock plundered the deepest of her buried treasure- she spared a few brain cells to giggle silently at that- and swelled further, locking itself tightly into her womb. Pinkie could feel the heat, the expansion of Sunset's shaft as cum filled it, a whole torrent of baby-gravy headed for her baby-cave, and drew in a breath even as she spared another few brain cells to giggle at that.

~~~

Half the windows in the school shattered. Fluttershy's classroom of residence rapidly became a chaotic mess, animals racing and jumping and flapping about everywhere, while the girl herself tried to calm them and cover her ears all at once. Four other girls also winced as their aural senses were assaulted by the loudest squeal they'd ever heard, in a pitch they shouldn't have been able to. Outside a certain bathroom, a certain vice-principal that certainly shouldn't have been peeping through the bathroom door and most definitely shouldn't have had her hand down her pants at work, wondered why Pinkie's mouth was open and no sound was coming out.

~~~

Sunset groaned, grinding her hips against Pinkie's plush buns, even with one side of her lips curled in a smirk as her silly slut screamed her pleasure and squeezed her spurting flare. One clawed hand wrapped around her middle, rubbing against pudge before finding the hard ridge of her flare through Pinkie's flesh- and then it was lost as Pinkie was filled, her belly growing as her womb swelled with cum. Pinkie's scream cut off with a squeak when Sunset's shaft twitched, firing a larger salvo at the simple knowledge that she was swelling the cheerful pet into a psuedo-pregnancy. In the midst of orgasm, flush with lust and power, Sunset's hand drew lines of fire on Pinkie's belly, tendrils of magic reaching through her flesh and into her womb as Sunset marked her. As Sunset took her hand away from the stretched skin, the fire faded, leaving only her mark drawn in runes, before that faded as well.

With a fanged smirk, Sunset gave one last microthrust, drawing a choking noise from her property and spraying the last of her steaming demon semen into Pinkie's straining womb. Looking up to the mirror, she grinned at Pinkie's glassy-eyed and drooling face, her cunt still twisting and squeezing around Sunset's fat dong in continuous orgasm.

Then her own eyes filled with confusion, as the darkness receded.

"Pinkie? What did I..." she started, then gasped as her friend squeezed at her, instinctively trying to pull back- and failing as her flare hadn't shrunk all the way yet, tugging Pinkie's used womb and sending the pink girl into yet another orgasm, which didn't help the situation at all. Groaning as she was vigorously milked, Sunset desperately tried to remember what stallions had done when she was on the receiving end of having her final gate plundered. Even as she thought, she let herself lean forward and press against Pinkie's back, wrapping her hands around her friend and stealing a grope. Well, that didn't help either, even though Pinkie's bombastic boobies were quite enjoyable to squeeze.

It took several minutes before Sunset felt herself soften, and a few more before her flare shrunk enough to pull free of Pinkie's tight cervix with a pop, sending her into yet another spasm. Sunset shuddered as well, her slick horsemeat sliding easily out of Pinkie's body with a *schlorp* and a heavy *thwap* against her own leg, covering it with even more of Pinkie's juices than before. Sunset bit her lip, watching Pinkie's stretched hole contract rapidly, only a tiny trickle of cum leaking out- Sunset remembered being a fountain the time she experimented with that much cum.

"Pinkie, are you okay? Talk to me Pinkie." Sunset said, putting a hand on Pinkie's shoulder and shaking her.

"Ahm fahhhn." Pinkie drooled, looking up at Sunset with adoration and lust, before sliding back off the sink, forcing Sunset to catch her, letting her to the floor gently and setting Pinkie to giggling. "Myh legsh are noodles!"

"Not surprised." Sunset snrked at Pinkie's giggling and wobbling her legs what little they would move, staring down at her still-swelled belly. She remembered doing that, all of it, but the memories were fuzzy and indistinct, like a dream- and notably lacking the claws, her dark gaze, and the now-invisible runes over Pinkie's womb. She shoved the memories away before she could get hard again, glancing down at her floppy prick, "Hang on a moment, I'll get some paper towels."

~~~

"Oh chill Sunny, it's not like I showed up under your nuts on accident." Pinkie scoffed as she straightened her clothes, now only slightly sweat-stained, "You need to learn to let go sometimes."

"But I shouldn't have lost control like that! At all!" Sunset whined, pulling her own- wait, these weren't her panties. She glared at Pinkie, who merely smirked and turned around, swirling her skirt and giving Sunset a flash of plump pink pantiless cheeks. With a roll of her eyes, Sunset chose not to argue, pulling Pinkie's pink lace undergarments up over her balls and forcing her mind away from the view before her cock tried to break them. "And you still look pregnant! What are you going to tell your teachers? And what are we going to tell our friends."

"I'll tell them the truth- that someone pumped me so full of jizz that I look knocked up!" Pinkie cheered, rubbing a hand over her swollen belly- was it just a bit smaller? Sunset was sure it couldn't be- Pinkie hadn't leaked more than a few drops.

"You can't just tell people that Pinkie!" Sunset argued, zipping her jeans with some struggle.

"Why not?" Pinkie asked, pretending to be confused as she stepped out into the hallway, Sunset limping a bit as she tried to follow- she really needed Rarity's help with clothes this afternoon. She ruthlessly suppressed her thoughts of Rarity helping her in other ways before opening her mouth to explain to Pinkie exactly why not, but was interrupted by another voice.

"Because that kind of talk is inappropriate on school grounds. As were your actions in the restroom." Vice-Principal Luna intoned from the hallway with a stern glare. Pinkie and Sunset winced simultaneously, meeting each-other's eyes to the side, conveying one unspoken word: Busted.

Neither noticed the front of Luna's pants were still slightly damp.

~~~

"So, Sunset." Luna said, looking over her steepled fingers at her former most troublesome student with narrowed eyes. Eyes Sunset tried to avoid, wishing Luna hadn't sent Pinkie away after her lecture about sex on school property.

"Yes, Vice Principal Luna?" She finally answered, scratching the back of her neck reflexively, "Did you have something you wanted to ask me?"

"Yes. Yes I did." Luna responded, still staring at her, giving her another minute to sweat before actually asking. "Where did you get it?"

"Get what?" Sunset tried playing dumb. Luna raised an eyebrow at her. Then the toe of Luna's Mary Jane slipped into the in side of her pant leg and tugged it out, shifting her overtight jeans in such a way as to cause a painful pinch. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." Sunset's squee was quiet, the sort of sound someone makes when a lobser latches onto their balls full-claw. Which, the part of her brain not focused on the pain thought, is a particularly apt metaphor. Desperately, she unzipped her pants and let the monster free, pulling her abused testicle up out of its vice and letting it bounce free for the moment.

"Youfuckinbitch." Sunset gasped in relief, Luna merely smirking at her profanity.

"I'll forgive that. You really should get more fitting clothes, Ms. Shimmer."

"Rarity's this afternoon." She wheezed as her aching nut got the message to her brain that it was no longer in distress with, to her perception, glacial speed.

"Good. Now, this isn't quite like your usual shenanigans. Where did you get it?"

"Pinkie's party last night. We were discussing things about Twilight's little magic-stealing rampage and I told them about the Dark Magic still latched onto my Core." Sunset started, not even bothering to tuck herself back in, her head leaned back as she stared at the ceiling, consequentially not seeing Luna peeking at her Rod of Virility with blushing envy. "And then Pinkie pulls out a book she called the Partynomicon and-"

"The what?" Luna's gasp of dread, however, did get her attention, "Is it safe? Who has it now?" The Vice Principal now had both hands on her desk, glaring intently- not at Sunset, but past her at something unseen.

"The Partynomicon. I think it's safe. Pinkie put it back in her closet, I'm pretty sure." Sunset answered, warily, totally not sneaking a peek down Luna's shirt, throbbing monster be damned. Sunset started stuffing it back in her pants before it could get any ideas while Luna focused her eyes on her desk, lips moving as she talked to herself silently.

"If... If Pinkie's got it, it's probably as safe as it can be. She's used it before?" Luna looked back up, serious as can be.

"She's got the summoning circle we used stained into the wood under her carpet." Sunset deadpanned, still a little annoyed that she hadn't seen that as a bad sign.

"...Right. That's probably good then. I'll need to have a talk with Pinkie before she leaves today. So, what exactly did you do, Sunset Shimmer?" Luna came back to the topic, her tone a bit warmer, if a little shaken. Sunset stared at her for a full minute, until the stare took a tiny shift back towards hostility and she started talking.

~~~

"So, I think I can probably just ignore it, since we didn't set a time limit or anything." Sunset concluded, grinning... which quickly faded at Luna's unimpressed look, "Or... not?"

"Sunset Shimmer..." Luna sighed, "Cavorting with those from beyond this realm- your own realm excluded- is never a good idea. I cannot give you detention for actions taken outside of school, but I assure you, any summonings other than the completion of the contract you already have will result in dire consequences. Am I understood?"

Sunset shrunk back in her seat, nodding.

"Good. Now, I'll need to speak with your friends this afternoon, but you clearly aren't going to be educated until you have pants that fit, so you will be released for the day. Be sure you come to school in clothes that fit, tomorrow." Luna said, "You may consider yourself dismissed. I advise you head home until your scheduled meeting and give that thing some air."

"Yes Ma'am." Sunset said, biting her tongue under Luna's piercing gaze to hold back her many many questions as she left the room. Luna collapsed on her desk as the door shut, shivering in the warm air of the office, at memories better left forgotten.

"A Euclid in the hands of a Keter... two Keter, rather. Either we're safe or we're doomed." Her rather demented nervous giggle was the only sound for several minutes, before she collected herself and sat up, breathing deeply. "What will be, will be." She reminded herself with a sigh, slipping her wallet out and flipping it open to a photo, tearing up a bit as she stared at it. She put it away with a sigh, reaching out to touch the button for the intercom.

"Pinkamena Diane Pie, Rarity Belle, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack, please come to my office once classes are finished."

Author's Note

(1) I'm not sorry.

For clarification, the coversation between Luna and the Mane 6 will not be in the next chapter- it's contents will be referred to if I ever get far enough off my lazy ass to get to near the end of this ride.

Instead, we move straight into Sunset getting fitted for new clothes... and fitted into other things, whether she likes it or not, in "Whoops! There Go My Pants!"

And I'll toss in some music appropriate for Pinkie:

4: Whoops! There Go My Pants! (Part 1)

"Look Twilight, I know you're a teenager and prone to experimentation, but you still shouldn't raid mom and dad's..." Shining Armor broke off as he finally looked up from opening Twilight's bedroom door. He'd expected a sheepish expression, maybe a slurred rapid apology.

He hadn't expected Twilight to be blinking at him over the neck of the wine bottle. The neck sticking out of her mouth and nothing else. Before his mind could fill with horror over the possibility of his sister having a throat full of broken glass, she pulled the bottle out effortlessly, intact and slimy.

"Hi Shiny. Sorry, I couldn't find anything else near the right size! I'll..." Twilight looked at the slick bottle, Spike snickering from his bed as she noticed, "Um, I'll clean it up and put it back when I'm done, okay? I could get it done faster if you'll measure for me- it's hard to tell how far I'm getting it down my own throat without an extra set of hands."

Shining Armor stared in another kind of horror for a full minute. Then turned and stepped outside, letting the door fall shut. Twilight looked at it in confusion, Spike still sniggering. Then they both heard a terrified yell dopplering away down the stairs.

"CADAAAAAANCE!"

~~~

"Just... be calm, Sunset. It's just a visit to Rarity's for a fitting. You've done it a bunch of times before." Sunset tried to convince herself... but the shaft slowly crawling down her pantleg gave lie to her statement as a dozen outfits oozing both class and lust ran through her memories. "Oh, who am I kidding. Rarity's going to try and seduce me. But I'll resist! I won't give in and take a second friend! Pinkie doesn't count because no one can stop Pinkie when she puts her mind to something. But all I have to do is threaten Rarity with... I dunno, cumming on her hair, and she'll squeal and faint and I'll be fine."

"Uh-huh. Really, darling. Go on."

"Right. I can so do this. Rarity's the easy one. Just... knock on the door and get to it. It'll be over in ten minutes."

"Well, I do hope you can last longer than that, Darling."

"ACK!" Sunset almost stumbled back into the street, barely catching herself as she wondered just how long the door had been open, "Rarity! Good afternoon! Weather's great isn't it?" Sunset clamped her lips shut, cutting off her inane babble.

"Yes, it's quite good. I hear we can expect a salty rain sometime later though." Rarity just smirked at her, leaning against back against the door in a confidently sexy manner- although, surprisingly, wearing only one of her usual casual outfits. Sunset just stood there, face burning as it slowly tried to match the other color in her hair. "Well, don't block the doorway forever, Darling. We need to find something that fits you better." Rarity's eyes didn't dip a centimeter, but her words trailed off in a sultry purr as she turned and re-entered the shop, beckoning.

Sunset had never felt more the fly as she stiffly walked into Rarity's parlor.

~~~

"Now, if you would be so kind as to strip, Darling?"

"But-"

Rarity merely needed to raise an elegant eyebrow to get Sunset to start taking off her clothes. The fashionista turned away, satisfied, to begin digging her tape measure from the drawer- which coincidentally turned her generous rear upwards, pointed right in Sunset's direction. Her skirt was short- not indecently so, but short enough to ride up a bit and reveal the slightest hint of fem-cum slicked thighs. Any debate about keeping her panties on (which wouldn't have been much of a debate to start with, Sunset mused, considering none of it fits in them to start with,) was immediately preempted as her fat flare rose from its half-stock and almost ripped them apart before she could pull it free, sliding them down her legs to defeat.

"Ugh." Sunset complains at her boner, but quickly shucks the rest of her clothes and folds them, setting them safely aside.

"Oh my~" Rarity's voice is pure lust, licking her lips as she gazes at Sunset's body, "Have you put on some muscle definition, Darling? It does suit you."

"I've uh, I've been taking some martial arts classes on the side. Just in case we run into something that it'll work on." Sunset tries for nonchalant, but her eyes are glued to Rarity's thighs, unable to forget the sight of her glistening arousal- and seeking to find it again, all unaware that her own thighs were quickly soaking, a sizable dollop of pre swelling from her tip and filling the room with pheromones.

"Is that so?" Rarity asked, somewhat breathless as she stepped nearer, eyes similarly locked on Sunset's delicious-looking flare, "Well, do keep up the good work. It's quite attractive. Arms up, Darling."

Sunset blinks at the sudden shift, Rarity's voice going from sultry to businesslike in an instant, eyes up and focused- but raises her arms, almost on reflex from having been in Rarity's boutique so many times before.

"There we go. Now hold still."

And so Sunset was still. Mostly. Rarity measured her arms, shoulders, back, legs- same as she always did, completely professional- other than the hot, panting breaths washing over Sunset's sensitive skin. She couldn't help a gasp- either of them- when Rarity pulled the tape measure around Sunset's bust, rubbing it lightly against her nipples.

"Oh dear, I believe you've gained an inch here." Rarity mused, a wet sound coming from behind Sunset- the fashionista licking her lips, no doubt, "I guess that means new bras... or is this part of your transformation? A side effect? Well, your old ones should mostly fit for now, tell me if they start getting too tight and I will provide some replacements- no need to make new ones just yet if you're going to get even bigger."

Her throbbing shaft almost tapped her breastbone when the tape landed on it, quickly drawn away as Rarity measured her waist and hips.

"Hm. Hips, too. I'll make sure I can let out the seam in your pants a bit, in case they grow more too. This beauty treatment almost makes me want to summon a demon myself." Rarity chuckled. "Just one more thing to measure, then."

Sunset braced herself, clenching her eyes shut to resist cumming as soon as Rarity touched her- but nothing happened. After a few moments, she warily cracked her eye- and almost came on the spot. Would have, if Rarity's hand hadn't snaked up and taken a tight grip on her base, squeezing hard and killing her orgasm.

"Well now, we can't have that, can we? I need to measure you flaccid, but I suspect this beast won't go down in just one round, and I'd like to get the erect measurements first." Rarity smiled up at her innocently.

"Rarity, you really shouldn't-" Sunset starts, panting, her teeth still grit- then ground together as Rarity's other hand had sneakily risen to take hold of something else, and now gave it a hard squeeze of its own- a little too hard. She loosened her grip after a second, but did not let go of Sunset's threatened testicle.

"Now Darling, I am a generous friend, and I wish to help you." Rarity explained, squeezing both her hands more gently, gently caressing Sunset's base and balls as she spoke, her voice moving from professional and friendly to filled with lusty promise as she continued, "I am also, as you were apparently unaware, my own young woman who can make her own decisions, and is more than willing to give up her precious virginity for her friend's well-being, no matter how much she loathes the idea of such a great ugly battering ram violently robbing her of her maidenhood, of being forced to the floor and taken, claimed by her friend's barbaric horsecock and made into a sleeve for its brutal use."

"Uh huh." Sunset replies, slowly, disbelievingly- a slightly more forceful squeeze of her nut discourages her from commenting on Rarity's overactive imagination.

"So, do let me get on with it." Rarity smiles up at her innocently- she's pretty good at faking that. The tape measure returns, first taking the obvious measurement. "Oh dear, thirteen and a half. You could split a girl in two with that." Rarity comments breathily, her exhalations on Sunset's pre-drooling cockhead making it twitch violently, splattering Rarity's face with the clear substance.

"Hmph! Couldn't even hold it until the climax, could you?" Rarity teases haughtily, "Well, don't worry too much, Darling. I know how to get cum out of my hair, and this outfit is old- it can go in the trash after this."

"Fffffff-" Sunset hisses through her teeth harshly as Rarity's grip tightens again, the image of Rarity covered in her cum far too much for her self-control. The hand not restricting her orgasm gently fondles her angrily pulsing balls as they try to do their duty and fail.

"Oh my." Rarity licks her lips, barely an inch from Sunset's vigorously twitching, pre-drooling cockhead, "I can't wait to have this in me."

It takes Sunset several minutes to calm down after that comment, Rarity somehow managing to maintain her restrictive grip while measuring Sunset's girth, from base to medial ring to the thinnest point behind the flare to the massively swollen flare itself. By the time she's wrapping the tape measure around Sunset's throbbing balls, noting with some amusement that they've swollen a bit since her first grip, Sunset's legs are shaking, and her hands have started their way down, slowly, cautiously, towards the back of Rarity's head.

A glance up as she memorizes the measurement of Sunset's virile orbs reveals blackened sclera under glowing teal, sharpened claws reaching for the back of her head- Rarity smirks. Her tongue darts out, lapping the slit, moaning at the taste of Sunset's copious pre- right as she loosens her grip. The first shot fires almost entirely into her mouth, filling her cheeks with ease and force despite the difference and the tail end instead splattering against her lips and cheeks. Her hand slides rapidly over Sunset's cock, closing her mouth and swallowing the delicious, tingly load rapidly as she raises the hammer to her forehead-

"F-fuck! Rarity!" Sunset rumbles in her demonic voice, hands grasping the fashionista's hair weakly, pointed carnivore's teeth gritted as she watches Rarity milk her cock, spraying the huge load of cum all over her face and hair, covering her with sticky white nirvana.

Sunset's cum is hot- too hot, Rarity would say, if it didn't feel so fucking fantastic on her skin! She thought it should be giving her first degree burns, but instead it sends washes of pleasurable tingles across her skin- and it tasted even better, her empty mouth opening up to receive most of another hot, sinful load, aim off as her eyes were sealed shut by Sunset's cream. Still, her aim is good enough as she brings the cock down and across, stroking hard, spraying Sunset's salty treat all over her body, utterly ruining her outfit all the way to her knees!

I'm going to have to replace this carpet. The thought flits across Rarity's mind as she pulls the cock back up, Sunset grunting, thrusting it against her face and drooling cum into her hair and re-coating her face. Her tongue darts out, seemingly of its own volition, to catch the runoff and bring it back in- the tingles in her throat have subsided from pins-and-needles to pleasurable touches. Taking that as a sign, she opens her mouth once more, pulling the unseen horsecock down and letting Sunset thrust the head into her mouth, flare barely squeezing through her distended jaw and locking itself behind her teeth- to leak its final spurt. Rarity sucks it down eagerly, wrapping her lips tightly around Sunset's shaft and pulling a moan from the fiery demon along with the dregs of her load.

They rest, for a moment, Sunset panting in place while Rarity savors the nutty, fiery, delicious cum on her tongue and covering her skin, rubbing lightly at Sunset's shaft and balls even as she rubs her legs together with unsatisfied desire.

~~~

Sunset pants, jelly-like legs barely keeping her up as Rarity suckles at her sensitive flare, utterly coated in Sunset's semen... and, Sunset thinks, she's never been more beautiful. The only pity is that she's still wearing clothes, her hot virgin pussy hidden and untouched... even sated, Sunset's horsecock yearns for it. The hand on her balls lets go, and Sunset tries to firm her footing, readying to pull free- only for two fingers to slide right up into her own pussy and immediately curl back, her unsatisfied slit twitching around them as Rarity's thumb strokes her clit, putting it on the immediate edge of orgasm nigh-instantly. Then her fingers curl, hitting a place inside Sunset that only one lover had found before, grinding hard against it- Sunset's legs fail, falling flat back on her tight rear, flare somehow slipping cleanly free of Rarity's teeth, hands barely missing tearing out some of her hair as they flail.

I didn't know I could squirt like that as a human. Manages to steal across her consciousness as Rarity rapes her Skenes Gland(1), rubbing roughly at the sensitive bundle of nerves and looking smug even through her cream-glazing, no doubt perfectly able to imagine Sunset writing on the floor in orgasm after orgasm, spraying Rarity liberally with fem-cum and babbling nonsense.

Many orgasms later, or so Sunset presumes as her mind comes back to the real world, the rough stimulation has stopped, leaving only gentle pleasure. Two fingers stimulate her pussy, but slowly now, and a hand strokes her cock slowly while a tongue softly laves her churning balls, clearly already re-filling for the next load.

"Ruh-Rarity?" Sunset manages as she lifts her head, bringing herself up onto her elbows with difficulty. Her cock twitches when Rarity's lusty, needy gaze meets her eyes, still mostly covered in cum and now sucking at one of her huge nuts, and Sunset groans, her arousal not falling one whit even after so many orgasms. Her lips leave Sunset's nut with a pop.

"Back with us, Darling? That's good. I wouldn't want to have to deflower myself on your monster cock." Rarity smirks, "Oh! But I seem to have gotten a bit messy. You aren't totally clean yourself, dear. Dibs on the shower!" And, with a wink, Rarity was up and skipping across the room towards the door leading further in.

It took an embarrassingly long period of sitting there, her aroused cock and winking pussy twitching in the wind, before Sunset realized what just happened- and what was about to happen. She was notably of three minds about it, however. Was she going to lecture Rarity about responsibility and wait her turn, join her in the shower for more teasing and whatever other terrible (sexy) plans the fashionista had for her, or pin her to the wall and take her until her womb was bloated to late pregnancy before sticking a dildo in and repeating the process with her sexy ass?

Sunset's rock-hard erection throbbed angrily in the air. She looked down at it.

"Shut up. You don't get a vote."

(1) Better known as the Mythical G-Spot.

Author's Note

Decided to cut this in half because I was taking so long. Next up: Shower Fun and Reaming Rarity.