On my way back downstairs I remembered I left my fishnet stockings in Scootaloo’s room and ducked in to grab them. I kind of wish I hadn’t. In the time between my dare and the end of the game a very interesting event was taking place in Scoots’ room. Sugarcoat lay on the bed naked, except for Gilda’s borrowed panties still on her face. It looked like several spurts of boy cum had joined Gilda’s wet mark in the time gap as well.

That still wasn’t the most shocking thing in the room. That award went to Dinky. She had removed her overalls, so she too was naked. Her well maintained blond triangle of pubs was free for all to see. The smaller framed female was standing over Sugarcoat with a face red with embarrassment, but a smile that showed enjoyment. Next to the bed was a laptop open and facing the bed.

“Y-you sure you want me to do this?” She asked nervously.

“Yeah, it's fine. You said you’d do what the viewers paid for. Discordant1 paid for a golden shower.” Sugarcoat said bluntly, “I could always pee on you, but you were the one who said: ‘I have to go to the bathroom anyways.’ Get on with it Kinky Doo.”

“Nnnnngah.” Dinky murmured, as yellow liquid spilled from her vagina, sprinkling down on Sugarcoat’s waiting face.

Not wanting to interrupt whatever was going on I silently crawled on the floor, which was wet and smelled very much like Scootaloo. I found my stockings, thankfully – or perhaps tragically – not soiled by my friend’s discharge and slipped back across the floor as Dinky lost her footing and fell vag first on Sugarcoat's face. The sex streamer taking the opportunity to eat the novice girl out.

As she began to moan with approved I chanced a look at the computer. As assumed, it was open to a sex cam site. One called AnythingYouCamDo.com. Apparently Pervc0at6969 had been streaming for 20 minutes on the stream titled ‘Pervy Stream with New Friend’.

The comments were what you’d expect on a site like that. Discordant1 praised his suggestion: ‘Yes, golden showers, the dirtiest way to bathe.’ Another viewer, P1nkPartySloot, said: 'Dinky? I didn’t know you streamed. You have a bod like your sister. I should make a Congrats on your first sex stream cake for you.’

I had a sneaking suspicion who P1nkPartySloot was: Pinkie Pie. Why wasn’t she at the party?

‘I have to watch the cake twins, Swetie.’ P1nkPartySloot answered my thoughts, ‘*Sweetie. Sorry typing during pleasure.’

At that I left, just as Dinky came, further dirtying Gilda’s discarded undergarment. I had many questions, but I’d likely get none. I just hoped the twins were in bed and not watching the stream as well. Pinkie isn’t that irresponsible, right?

*** *** ***

I descended the stairs and found Dash, Scoots and Gilda talking. I noticed Dash and Scoots were topless and Gilda wore only her GU jacket. With what type of activity was going on at this party, I wasn’t surprised no one noticed. Ok, some guys noticed. I saw a few cell phone flashes, but Gilda and Dash would break conversation to strike a sexy pose whenever it happened. Scoots kind of stared blankly, sipping her own alchoholic beverage.

“I miss anything interesting?” I asked as I walked up, finding my eyes drifting to Gilda’s vagina. It was still glistening and every so often she’d nonchalantly finger herself.

“Take a picture, it last longer, dweeb.” She smirked, noticing my gaze.

I took the cue and actually snapped a picture. She spread her vag and stuck as many fingers as she could in as I took a small burst of photos. More for the spank bank.

Then Scoots noticed me, snapping from her thousand yard stare. I was immediately embraced in a hug that almost spilled my drink. The viscosity of my cum saving it from falling out.

“I was so worried when I found you in my brother’s room.” She nearly sobbed, “Are you ok?”

“Yeah...can’t breath.” I tried to say, and she let go, “I just had an exhausting experience with your bro.”

“Ew, with Bulk? Um...ok.” She said, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

“He’s got a really big cock, but…” I teased.

“Gross I don’t need to know, I don’t want to know. I’m just glad you’re ok.” She fumed.

“What not into him? I thought you liked incest.” I pressed further, enjoying the reactions I was getting.

“Our relationship is completely platonic.” She asserted, her cheeks flaming red, “He’s not my type, and even if he was...he likes guys.”

I decided to back off for now, but I would get an answer to who in her family she fancied to be so into incest. I was legitimately interested, but I wouldn't want to admit something like that in a crowded living room either. Maybe I could withhold letting her orgasm until she tells me?

I was so lost in thought finding out how to get the truth from her later that I didn't notice Scoots looking at the white liquid in my cup.

“What ya drinking?” she asked, raising an eyebrow at the cup’s contents.

“Oh you know...a cock-tail.” I said winking, slurping the sweet, salty, and alcoholic drink.

“Oh? I suppose you could make me some?” She asked seductively, reaching for my lower body and grabbing my dick through my dress.

“M-maybe later, I have another booty call.” I told her, pulling away.

“Who could be more important than your favorite?” She pouted.

“Heh,” I laughed, “Get in line behind Button in terms of favoritism. Its DT and it isn't just the latest call." I started, as if on cue my phone buzzed with another text, "DT has a great ass. Maybe this time I can wreck her pussy.”

“Then can I join ya?” She asked, “I have to see DT beg for your cock. Maybe I should record it.”

“Sure, can you get your cuffs?” I asked.

“I’m gonna love locking DT up.” She said evilly, “There in my room.”

“Right, I almost forgot. Dinky and Sugarcoat are doing a sex stream in there.” I informed her, her face changing from devish glee to frustration, “ Dinky just gave her something called a golden shower. It involved pee.”

“That perv! I told her last time not to do that in my room!” She screamed drawing the attention of Dash and Gilda before storming off up the stairs.

“Lover’s quarrel?” Gilda teased.

“No, Sugarcoat and Dinky are doing kinky stuff in her room. She’s not a fan.” I explained.

“Pervcoat bagged Dinky?” Dash interjected, “I won the bet.”

“Dammit, stupid white whale.” Gilda muttered. At my expression she explained, “Sugarcoat is the only Delta Zeta who hasn’t offered me their vag. Outright refuses to let me munch her carpet. I thought this would be the party where I scored with her.”

“I knew better.” Dash teased, “That’s why Gilda’s ‘Gilded Carpet’.”

“Seriously though, why the novice over me? I could only get my pinky finger in her crotch on Snip’s dare. She was so sensitive she came right then.” Gilda ranted.

“Anyways,” Dash breathed, changing the subject, “Based on the aroused and naked Button, I assume you two had fun, but I did ask for proof.”

I flipped to the facial and ass POV shot on my phone to show them.

“Damn, didn’t think that little frame could take you completely up the ass.” Gilda commented.

“Can you send me those?” Dash asked, “I need more pics in my collection to rub off to.”

“Promise you won't post them online?” I asked.

“Delta Zeta has a strict no social media policy. If we find out any pics were circulated without consent, you are banned from out parties. No one at GU wants to be shunned from our parties, they're the best.” Dash explained, “Why do you think Snips was here alone? Snails got banned.”

“Wait, but Sugarcoat is streaming online.” I remembered, “How is that ok?”

“Pervcoat has special permission.” Gilda hissed, “As long as all people present for the stream have consent, she can stream...and she still chooses the Dinky dweeb over me!”

At that I wandered into the kitchen to get a refill on my drink. I wasn't about to cum into my cup again, but there was enough still coating the sides to make the alcohol tolerable enough to consume. I also grabbed a slice of pizza. I was in no rush to get to DT. Her Mistress needed to show that arrogant snob some discipline. I’d respond to her booty call, but when I felt like going. I’m not her bitch, she’s mine. I also had to wait for Scoots to get her cuffs.

Before leaving the kitchen I noticed Wallflower Blush was posing naked on the counter as several GU and CHS students did body shots off her. She had come a long way from her grudge on Sunset Shimmer, but from the reactions of the students post shot, she was still very forgettable...even while stark naked.

“Can I have a shot?” I asked, my question startling her to the point where she nearly fell off the counter.

“Sure.” she replied picking up the salt shaker and a lime, before pouring a new shot of tequila, “where do you want to lick the salt from?”

I thought on her question. I’d never done a body shot before, I just knew what it was from film and TV. Hmm, I can lick the salt from any part of her? I wonder if she’d go for a very sensitive spot?

“Since you’re, um, naked. Why not your pussy?” I tried.

“Hmm, might be a bit slick, if you know what I mean, but sure. ” she answered casually, shaking salt on her crotch as she put the lime in her mouth and laid back.

Blushing I moved to the edge of the counter and licked the salt from her clearly aroused slit. The saltiness mixing with her own sweet juices. Next I took the shot from her hand and poured it down my throat. The burn of alcohol southing the remaining rawness from Bulk’s cock. I finished off by planting a very passionate kiss on her lips, using my newly skilled tongue to eat the lime from her grasp. All in all, not a bad experience...I’m just not a fan of hard liquor.

When I was done she sat up blushing, “That was the best shot this evening. You acted as if I was actually here not just a lifeless counter.”

“No problem.” I said winking at her as I made my way to the backyard.

I'll need to stop by again in a bit to have more intimate fun...if she's up for it. I mused on my way out, but my mind recalled her aroused pussy, The way she's leaking her arousal on the counter, I'm pretty sure she will be.

*** *** ***

Outside in the pool there was a chicken fight between Toola Roola on Rumble’s shoulders and Fleetfoot on Spitfire’s shoulders. Guess they aren't expecting more guests or other people are managing admissions. I wish I’d brought a swimsuit so I could join in the next round, but I didn’t.

You could always join in naked. My mind suggested. I sighed, Maybe later, for now I’ll watch.

The DZ team ended up the victors and the four paired off to claim their prizes. Toola was in for some of Spitfire’s patent pending, fingering torture while Rumble was about to get his dick wet from the sluttiest girl at GU….which is saying a lot based on the people I knew who went to GU. I opted to break the news to Scoots lightly, since she had a crush on Rumble. After his time with Slutfoot, I don’t think she had much of a chance with him….though I’ve been wrong before. Then again if push comes to shove I could cheer her up. I am her Mistress after all.

*** *** ***

After the chicken fight I decided to find Applebloom. I wanted to see how she was doing after having sex with her brother. I found her in the bathroom puking her guts out. I guess she can’t hold her liquor. Her brother was kind enough to hold her hair back as she wretched. From the doorway I could tell AB had not put her panties back on, instead they were hanging slightly out of her brother’s hoodie pocket. I guess he was taking a momento.

“I’ll take her from here, Big Mac.” I told him as I approached, “You enjoy the party.”

“Eyup.” he responded with a bit of a slur as he left, panties still in his pocket.

“You feeling alright?” I asked, concerned for my friend.

“Yeah.” She replied horsely before puking some more.

As Big Mac had done I held her hair back to keep it from getting messy until she was finished. Finally she was done and sat against the wall panting. I leaned over and flushed the toilet. I watched the mostly white contents flow down the drain before before addressing my friend again.

“So, how was he?” I asked.

“So big,” she slurred, still quite drunk, as she held her hands apart to show an impossibly long cock, “So filling. Don’t worry,” she paused to put one hand on my waist and burp into her other, “Ah’ll still take yours, but mah bro is mah favorite.”

“Really now?” I asked as I used the hand on my crotch to help her up. It made me wonder as well as feel a little bit of jealousy towards him.

“Yeah,” she beamed drunkenly, “Ah found out why he’s called Big Mac. Ah just ain’t gonna try to take his load in mah mouth again.”

“Let's get you some water and some food,” I suggested as we began to move back towards the kitchen.

“Okay.” she mumbled, burping again right in my face. Her breath smelled of acid and old cum.

“Ok and maybe some gum or a breath mint.” I said, holding back my own vomit.

“Yer a really good friend, Sweetie.” she said as we walked, “Ah mean it. Ah’ll even let ya have a go at Mac if ya want.”

“I may take you up on that offer.” I laughed, “But I have another engagement right now.”

“Right, right, Button.” she recalled.

“No, that is done already.” I informed her, “It was everything I’d hoped it’d be and more. Right now Scoots and I are gonna meet up with DT.”

“Really?” She asked, the statement almost sobering her up, “Whah?”

“Well she can be quite malleable when it comes to getting my cock. I like it when she begs.” I explained, pouring a glass of water and grabbing some pizza, “Scoots wants to film her being submissive.”

“Can Ah come?” she asked, stumbling a bit in her walk as I lead her to the living room.

“Maybe next time, right now you need to take it easy.” I told her as Dash and Gilda noticed us. Together we helped her to the couch.

“She had a bit too much to drink, make sure she is safe. If you feel she should go home, call AJ or find her brother.” I mentioned to the two girls, who looked as if they had dealt with something like this before.

“Don't worry, we’ve got her.” Gilda comforted, showing far more care for my friend than I thought she could.

By that point Scoots had returned from her room, her bottoms now missing and replaced with her strap-on and her cuffs were in her hand. She also wore her backpack. I guessed it held other toys she wanted to use on DT.

“What took you so long?” I asked.

“I managed to negotiate Sugarcoat paying for a cleanup crew for the whole house and never do piss play stuff in my room, ever again…” she began, slumping with a resigned sigh, “In exchange for seven soiled panties, my athletic shorts, and a promise that I’ll appear in a stream next weekend. I really need a cock in me, but I’ll settle for putting this strap-on into DT.”

“Have fun ya two.” AB cheered wildly from the couch as Scoots and I made our way to the basement. She immediately doubled over in another round of vomit.

“Shit, someone get a bucket...and some towles!” Gilda shouted, but that was the last I heard of the conversation.

Author's Note

I know the title implied more with Wallflower Blush, but her inclusion was a last minute add...the title more refers to how Sweetie is acting in this chapter.

Also Dinky is getting into sex streaming, Walflower can be stark naked and still ignored and we find out what became of Big Mac and AB!