The warm water cascaded down their shoulders and back, covering them like a comforting blanket. Despite Pound's earlier reluctance, he rather enjoyed the sensation. The way it ran between all the tiny hairs in their fur or how the water pressure massaged their sore muscles. It wasn't a new sensation for the plucky Pegasus. But in light of what what had happened the night before, and the fact that he was sharing the experience with his sister, there was a whole other layer to it that had never existed before. There was something oddly sensual and even intimate about it. That feeling didn't escape the young colt, even if he couldn't have put it into words.

As he reached out a wing to grab the soap, as usual, Pumpkin began levitating the bar before he could do so. "Hey Pumpkin," he said "I wanna try."

"Try what?" she inquired

"You know, the magic thing, with your horn" He replied. "If the princess can get us back to normal, then I'll never get another chance to try it out.

"Well . . . okay" Pumpkin said hesitantly as she magically placed the soap back on it's rack. "The levitation spell is pretty simple. A foal could do it, Just concentrate on the soap and try to picture it moving through the air." Pound did exactly as he was told. Yet, despite his attempts, all he could manage was a few sparks from their horn. And the soap stayed right where it was.

"Oh, come on!!!" Pound whined. He tried again, pouring more magic into the spell this time. Yet, he just couldn't control it. "Agh, why is this so hard?"

As he continued in his vain attempts to steer the flow of magic, Pumpkin said "Hey Pound . . ."

"What!?" he snapped

Pumpkin mentally cringed at the outburst "Sorry about your luck bro." she replied "But maybe I should just handle magic for now okay?"

"Yeah, whatever." he said bitterly. But he couldn't wallow in his disappointment for too long however as Pumpkin began to rub the soap around their body. She began by soaping down their face. Pound sputtered as she got the soap a little closer to their mouth than he would have liked. "Be careful would ya?' He snapped.

"Sorry" she said sheepishly.

Next, she moved down their neck, rinsing it off as she went along. When she got to Pound's wings however, it caught the colt off guard. He couldn't help but shiver under his sister's magic touch, despite how hot the water was. Every feather she brushed, every joint she passed over sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through them. Pound couldn't help but let out a moan from the sensation. And when she rubbed the roots, where the limbs joined to their back. The feeling made Pound want to squirm.

Next, she worked her way down their back, kneading deep into their hide all the while. This sent faint tremors of euphoria rolling through the twins, compounded even more so when Pumpkin reached their plump little buns.

But when Pumpkin finally reached her pussy, she rammed the soap into them like a jackhammer. All at once, those faint tremors exploded into a shot of pure bliss that ran up their spine.

"Ooooh, Pumpkin. Cut it out."

"You like that?" she teased

"Well, yeah, I guess. But I thought you said this would be quick? I just wanna wash up asap and be done with it, not, well, that." but even as he said it, Pumpkin rubbed the soap into her clit. Pound trembled at the touch as their pleasure compounded. He could feel his dick hardening, aching and throbbing, begging for attention.

"Do you really want to complain?" she asked rhetorically as she moved the soap up to Pounds waiting shaft. As she rubbed around the appendage, Pound felt that familiar pressure behind his balls build up more and more.

A low, rumbling moan was his only reply.

"I thought so" she said smugly. As she finished washing Pound's cock, she wrapped her magic around it, just like the night before, while she finally got around to cleaning the anus she had thus far neglected.

Even if Pound had wanted his sister to stop, there was nothing he could have done toward that goal. He had no control over their magic, so he was utterly helpless to stop his sisters ministrations. However, he didn't want it to stop. He was in heaven as he felt the pressure grow almost to the breaking point. He writhed and squirmed and moaned in bliss, having the time of his life. He bucked their hips in time with Pumpkin's stroking.

Pound bent down, their face almost touching the porcelain shower floor as he stuck their rump into the air. This was partially in an attempt to clean off any suds that were left on their junk, but mostly because it just felt so. damn. GOOD!

That pushed them over the edge. Somehow, Pound grunted and Pumpkin moaned in tandem as shot after shot of hot, thick spunk crashed into the shower floor. As Pumpkin's juices squirted out, all she could do was moan through the mind numbing bliss.

Even as Pound's orgasm came to a close however, they were hit by a second one courtesy of Pumpkin's plump pussy. A fresh wave of mind numbing pleasure washed through them, demanding all their attention with none left to spare.

Finally, they began to come down from their high as they basked in the afterglow, the last bits of pleasure being accentuated by the warm current of aqua still hitting their playthings. However, unlike the night before, the twins didn't feel tired. In fact, the pleasure only invigorated them.

Unfortunately, it also seemed to fry their brain. "Wow!" Pumpkin exclaimed. "That was . . . wow!"

"I know right!?" Pound replied

They were speechless. There was nothing more they could say, or even think. All they could do was stand in place, enjoying to relaxing sensation of the water pouring over their hide.

For as much as Pound hated to admit it, he loved the fact that his sister was there, feeling everything he felt. It was exciting, and far less lonely than mere masturbation would have been. It just felt . . . right, somehow.

However, before they knew it, a knock came on the bathroom door. "What are you two doing in there? You've been in there for 30 minutes." came the voice of mister cake "if you don't hurry up you'll be late for school."

That snapped the twins out of their stupor, however pleasurable it was. "Oh crap!" Pound exclaimed, reaching a hoof out to turn off the water. "We gotta get going."

"Wait!" Pumpkin said, stopping the limb "We haven't shampooed yet."

"Ugh, whatever" Pound snapped as he reached for the nearly empty shampoo bottle. However, he was stopped by Pumpkin when she noticed his thick goo, matted all across the floor. She bent down to inspect it.

"What's that?" Pumpkin inquired, gingerly poking it and recoiling at the odd, sticky texture.

"Oh, that always comes out at the end. That's why I needed the tissue last night."

"That stuff came out of us?" Pumpkin asked, shocked

"Yep" was Pounds only response

Pumpkin couldn't help but be a little weirded out, wondering how she hadn't noticed that before. But she just shrugged, levitating the shampoo bottle over to them. Through their combined efforts, they scrubbed their mane as quickly as possible.

After rinsing the last suds out, they turned off the water, dried off, brushed their teeth, and combed their mane. It took some time to figure out what looked right since neither twin was used to the manestyle.

Ten minutes later they finally opened the bathroom door and trotted down the stairs, ready to start the day.

Author's Note

Sorry this chapter took so long. First, I had a lot of personal stuff going on that kept me from writing for a while, then I caught the flu which completely killed my libido for about a week or so, and then Thanksgiving happened (you know how that goes).

Better late than never though.