All Tomorrow's Birthdays: After School Special

Sonata kicked her legs as she sat on one of the classroom desks. “So what will you do if we get back to Equestria?”

“Drown and eat the first pony I come across,” said Aria distractedly while thumb tapping on her smartphone.

The two sirens had made their way to the other side of the school from the gym, near the science and biology classrooms. Like with the athletic and sports side, it was easy to find an empty lab to duck into as most CHS students preferred music and band practice for after-school activities.

Sonata put a finger to her lips and considered. “Well, what if you eat first before you go through and aren’t hungry. What will you do then?”

Aria stopped her texting and looked up. “Where are you going to go?”

“Wellllllll... I was thinking of Manehattan, it’d be funny to compare what the big statue in the water looks like over there.”

“I’ll go to Vanhoover then.”

“Aww, that’s all the way on the other side!”

Aria’s lip twitched with a rare, brief smile. “Exactly.”

The phone chimed, and Aria went over to the door to let Adagio into the classroom. Rarity followed her.

Sonata’s desk teetered when she startled in surprise, windmilling with her arms. “W-Whoa!”

“What is she doing here?” Aria hissed to Adagio.

Rarity frowned at that reaction and opened her mouth to speak, but Adagio cut in front.

Adagio lifted her hair back to show a very familiar collar set with a ruby in front. “Our ‘friend’ from Equestria has given us back what we’ve been missing. A little song and a bit of styling are all that it took.”

Rarity beamed and stroked her hair which after the time in the salon had styled out into a grand curly mass similar to Adagio’s style.

“I thought our magic didn’t work on them?” Sonata asked plainly before adding. “And you’re terrible at hairdressing, Adagio. It’s why you never have custo—“

Adagio glared.

“—oh, um. Nice hair, Rarity?” Sonata sheepishly amended, hunching shoulders under the heat of Adagio’s silent fury.

“Thank you! Miss Dazzle’s touch is truly magical,” Rarity said with a squeeze on Adagio’s shoulder. “It wasn’t any trouble to fix your pendants, really. It’s so easy to get materials on short notice here. That market had just about everything! Such a droll name though, the walls weren't even that special.” She shrugged.

Aria and Sonata eagerly put on the pendants Rarity handed to them. From what they could tell, they were identical to the old ones.

“Now to find some Equestrians,” Adagio declared and grinned.

“Don’t we want like... horse people not horse riders?” Sonata wondered.

Aria and Adagio both sighed. Meanwhile, Rarity gently patted Sonata’s arm.

“All around the music fills the sky—”

“—and the music makes your heart soar in reply.”

Fluttershy giggled at Flutter. “I’ve always been a little shy about singing that around other ponies.”

Flutter smiled. “Me too! I’m glad it’s not just a thing that… I… only felt?” Her brow furrowed as she tried to work out the statement before returning to trowel at the ground.

CHS had plenty of the fields and yardwork done by professional landscapers. Right outside the biology lab, however, the students had a staked out area for class projects.

Getting the A in earth science came easy to Flutter, but afterwards, she couldn’t bear to let her plants wither or uproot them. Professor Zecora was happy enough to have a student show such interest to let her keep gardening after hours. Besides, Flutter’s project made a great example for the rest of the class.

Fluttershy brought over a watering can to where Flutter knelt and work. “Are those tomatoes? They look so very plump.”

Distantly a song started to hum through the air.

“Feed anything right, and they’ll get big and round, like you.” Flutter sneered.

Fluttershy thought she misheard at first, but her double’s expression was fierce and ugly-looking. “W-What?”

Flutter blinked, and she dropped the trowel as her hands went to her mouth. “I… I…”

A sudden sense of rage bubbled up, and Fluttershy shot back. “If anyone’s a tomato, it’s you! A rotten one!” She scrambled for insults which felt strange on her tongue. The mood broke as quickly as it came and confusion replaced the rage. “G-Goodness. What am I saying? I’m so sorry!”

Flutter shook her head. “I didn’t mean what I said either! I’m sorry too!”

Adagio stopped her singing and stepped back from the classroom window overlooking the garden. “Something’s wrong. I’m not getting anything from this at all.”

“Those two looked like they were having a tiff. Maybe they didn’t hear you from up here, darling?” Rarity said for an explanation, she tried to be helpful, but these girls had a habit of talking around her. It was mildly annoying to be out of the loop.

Sonata nodded. “Told you, Adagio! Maybe you should do what the Rainbows were doing.”

Adagio stared at Sonata before turning to Aria. “What’s she going on about?”

Aria rolled her eyes. “We caught the Rainbows fingerbanging in the shower.”

Rarity gasped but then chuckled. “Actually, that is not really much of a surprise. That mare is always full of herself.”

Sonata giggled at Rarity’s pun.

“What does Rainbow twiddling herself have to do with anything?” Adagio cut in.

“Well, me and Aria got our ears when they were doing it. It was like… super magical, hee,” said Sonata as she stifled another giggle.

Aria looked back at Adagio. “She… has a point. When those two started, we felt the magic.” Her lips pursed at the sour taste of admitting Sonata was right about anything.

Adagio tapped her chin, and her eyes landed on Rarity. “So, we have to make one of them orgasm?”

Rarity blushed at the suggestion in Adagio’s gaze and statement. “Miss Dazzle…”

“Seems that someone needs a refresher on being ‘persuaded,'” said Adagio, a smirk spreading across her lips. Slowly she stalked towards Rarity, swaying her body and beginning to sing.

“You are a generous one, don’t you agree?”

Rarity blinked then gaped at the approaching Adagio. The singing siren had started to disrobe as she sashayed forward. Each step had Adagio shedding a new piece of clothing.

“We’ll have to see, just how much purity.”

Rarity backpedaled on instinct. The classroom felt warm. “Ad-Adagio...” She managed, her eyes darting from Adagio’s naked chest and her face. Seeing her nipples made Rarity self-conscious of her own hardening in her blouse.

“Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh,” Sonata and Aria sang, they were on either side of Rarity now. To her astonishment, they too began to strip, following Adagio’s lead.

“You are the focus of my plans—”

Rarity’s back bumped the blackboard, she glanced around, but each way stood a nude girl. Bare except for the pendants that glowed brightly.

“—and now your heart is in my hands.”

“I-I…” Rarity stammered as she slunk to the floor, she was surrounded! Her blush burned as she felt the tingle of the trio’s body heat and their brazen shamelessness at getting so near.

"Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh." Sonata and Aria chorused, their hands starting to tugging on the edges of Rarity’s clothing. She gasped at their invasion, though her body tingled where their fingers brushed.

“Come now, there is no need for that chastity.” Adagio loomed close and held Rarity’s face, with her fingers tracing over cheek and neck. “Concede to me, my sweet Rarity.”

Rarity shivered, caught in Adagio’s touch and that steady gaze. Something in Rarity twanged. “O-Okay!” She cried suddenly. It was like leaping off a cliff. She’d never in her life had done something so improper, so impulsive, and yet there was a giddy thrill to throwing herself to these strangers in a strange land.

Adagio grinned a little too broadly, a hint of the predator in her expression. She tipped Rarity’s head back and seized her lips in her own to press a kiss, hard and intense. When Sonata and Aria started undressing her, Rarity didn’t have any breath to spare.

Eventually, Rarity quieted her flinching, reminding herself that in Equestria even as a tailor she didn’t wear clothes all the time.

The intimacy, however, was nearly smothering as Rarity sat up against the wall with the trio huddled all around.

Adagio’s kisses were involving and drew most of Rarity’s attention until Sonata’s gentle caresses of her breasts brought out a moan. Meanwhile, Aria’s nibbles on Rarity’s neck and ear spiked small gasps from her.

Aria leaned in to go after a nipple at the same time Sonata reached for it. The squeeze on Aria’s nose provoked a growl out of her.

“I was here first!” Sonata complained.

“She has two breasts, go for the other one!” Aria argued.

“But I was doing a good job...” Sonata pouted.

Adagio sighed. “You two are overwhelming our lun—” she paused then coughed. “—lover. Go kiss each other or something.”

Sonata eagerly leaned towards Aria who looked horrified and pulled back.

“You either kiss her or kiss me,” said Adagio.

Aria only spent a second looking between Sonata and Adagio before she faced Adagio.

Sonata grew teary-eyed at the turndown until Rarity kissed her cheek out of pity.

When Aria moved in, Adagio stopped her with a hand on her chest and then pointed with a finger.

“Ugh, really?” Aria groused.

“For realsies.” Adagio mocked.

Aria put on her best frown when she lowered herself. Adagio gave her room by rising on her knees before promptly landing hips right on Aria when she scooted underneath.

Rarity looked over at Adagio straddling Aria’s face. “Darling, do you have to be so rough? That doesn’t seem so nice.”

“Oh, Aria loves it when Adagio bullies her,” Sonata said, “you should try sleeping in the room next to them.”

“Mmmmmf!” Aria replied into Adagio’s muff, eyes glaring at Sonata from below.

Adagio murmured and put her thighs together to squeeze on Aria’s neck. “Trust me, she’s better with that tongue when she’s not talking.”

Rarity, driven by a voyeuristic curiosity, watched the pair. Aria’s expression was hidden, but the subtle movements of her cheeks, the small fluttering tension along Adagio’s abdomen. Rarity could imagine Aria’s tongue moving and working inside Adagio's sex.

The idea brought a fresh flush to Rarity, and she squirmed in place.

Adagio noticed that fidget and said, “It gets you on, doesn’t it?” She punctuated the question with a showy gyration of her hips and turning Aria’s tonguing into a brief sputter.

Rarity turned her head away, embarrassed. Though looking away from Adagio meant going cheek to cheek with Sonata. The other siren had her head on Rarity’s shoulder while she hugged Rarity’s breasts from behind.

Adagio placed a hand on Rarity’s stomach and trailed her fingertips downward. The motion had Rarity gasping and putting her knees together out of reflex, though it only squeezed Adagio’s hand all the closer. “Mmm, you’re a unicorn, right? I hear they like playing superior.”

Rarity grew indignant. “Hmpf, that’s not always the case. Just… sometimes.” Her eyes kept on Adagio’s hand. She waited for those fingers to press lower, but Adagio kept them teasing through the trimmed purple fluff instead.

“A bit of a voyeuristic streak in you?” Adagio raised herself and Aria underneath panted for breath before it was cut off anew by Adagio’s second, forceful sit.

“Had a fantasy or two?” Adagio continued in a sing-song, layering the physical with her magic. The intangible charming was minor compared to the genuine push of her fingers into Rarity’s tunnel.

Rarity’s eyes widened at the sight of Adagio’s hips rolling over Aria’s mouth, but before she could answer, she gasped at the sudden press of fingers. Her body’s reflex was to back away, though Sonata kept behind her. Rarity felt warm, and Sonata added to the sensation of being pleasurably trapped with kisses along Rarity’s neck.

Adagio put her head close as her fingers played deep. “About a specific per—...erm pony in mind?” She covered for her musical slip with an upward press, favoring her question with a stray brush across Rarity’s clit.

Rarity took in a breath, shivered then puffed it out. She didn’t answer with words, but her eyes flicked upward to look at Adagio’s hair.

“Orange hmm? Sunset? No…, not her... the other one. She’s more a blonde isn’t she?” Adagio said while reading the tension and trembles. Her voice became melodic again. “I bet she likes to dine.

Rarity jolted at the guess and got paid for with an extra steady pump of Adagio’s fingers. That had Rarity moaning. “It’s… not… not… like that.”

“But you want it to be. Think about it.” Adagio murmured as she leaned forward now, bringing her face to Rarity’s belly and kissing there. Rarity’s legs twitched until a firm pull by Adagio directed them over her shoulders.

Rarity’s breath halted, eyes wide at this new direction. Sonata behind her played support, giving her someone to lean back against. Aria underneath caught her breath when the posture gave her room. Rarity still had plenty to focus on visually with the sight of Adagio’s face between her legs.

The tease by Adagio lingered in Rarity’s imagination. Would Applejack? The idea caught fire. The feelings a complicated tangle that Rarity could barely express. Instead of speaking Rarity tightened her thighs around Adagio’s neck and made a wordless, needy moan to her.

Adagio let her face get smooshed close by Rarity’s thigh hug. She turned her mouth towards that sex and planted a firm kiss on Rarity’s heated cunny. She slid her tongue in next, passing over Rarity’s clit with a brush before working into her tunnel directly.

All at once Rarity shook. She was dizzy with the heat, thoughts and the yearning pleasure that spread. Adagio’s tongue was both invasive, but oh so sensual, working in an expert sine-wave between one wall and the other. When her orgasm came, Rarity’s head tilted back into Sonata’s breasts while her hips rose and gave herself up to Adagio’s working mouth.

Adagio grinned until her own body shook. Aria below had caught her second wind and tongued fiercely. Adagio was about to squeeze with her thighs again when the magic started flowing through her, complementing the sensation of sexual pressure and blooming in time with her shoulder fins appearing. “Oooh yes!”

Lounging in the afterglow, Sonata petted over Rarity’s dozing face while Aria and Adagio examined themselves. The three sirens had all grown out their fins and changed ears.

“It really did work. Fancy that,” Adagio said while tapping her glittering pendant. The glow from it now came in even, heart-beat like pulses.

“Next time you go underneath me while I get one of them,” Aria replied with a haughty sniff.

Adagio gave her a patient smile. “It’s cute when you fantasize. But we—”

—giggle at the ghostly, guffaw at the grossly, crack up at the creepy, whoop it up with the weepy—

The trio blinked and looked towards Rarity’s purse. It had been one of the objects thrown to the corner along with her clothes.

Sonata sitting on the floor with Rarity was the closest, and she reached in to draw out a pink flip-phone.

Rarity made a sleepy mumble into Sonata’s breast, her ponified ear flicking as she caught the song. “Ugh, Pinkie gave me that singing thing. Be a dear and hush it up, I'm feeling cozy...” She nestled into Sonata’s cleavage even further.

Adagio swiped the phone from Sonata before she tried to answer it.

Baking was an art that the Pies had long since mastered, but even the most skilled chef still had to wait for the oven to finish. With all the extra material in her kitchen there was only one game Pinkie thought of playing.

Pinkie giggled as she dual wielded twin whipped cream spray cans. With a noisy spurt, she shot twin ribbons of frothy sweetness at her double.

Pinkie rolled behind the counter, the cream splattering on the tile. At the opposite end, Pinkie shot a streamer up from the floor.

Pinkie gasped and bent herself back, she wheeled with her arms, each whipped burst missing by a fraction. She held the limbo position for a minute longer before falling on her back.

“Ha! You move like I do,” Pinkie said smugly as she made one last victory shot to the downed Pinkie’s mouth.

Pinkie slurped the cream and giggled. “Well, duh!”

A musical chime had them both look up.

“Yay! Someone’s calling us back,” Pinkie said, “took them long enough. You’d almost think they don’t want a party.”

“Don’t be silly! Everybody wants a party. Can you bring it over?” Pinkie replied as she sat up.

Pinkie lifted the phone from the desk and held it awkwardly. “Huh. It got no buttons on the front!” She proceeded to bonk her nose on it.

Pinkie took the phone from her twin. “No, no! You have to do it this way, see?” She then proceeded to bonk her own nose on it and then rubbed it across the glass. “Slide to unlock!” she said nasally.

“Oooh!” Pinkie said and waited while Pinkie started to talk on the phone.

The front door opened then.

“Maud!” Pinkie exclaimed and bounced over to hug her sister.

“Here are the groceries.” Maud hesitated and looked over the shoulder of the smiling Pinkie in front of her to see the other Pinkie still talking on the phone.

“There are two of you,” Maud noted.

“Yup!” Pinkie explained.

Maud handed Pinkie the groceries before glancing down at the pebble in her hand. “Boulder says that’s confusing.” Stepping past the two Pinkies, Maud's attention was drawn to the TV in the living room where a geology special played.

“Oh! Oh! Keep the door open. They’re coming up the road now!” Pinkie said as she hung up the phone with another nosebump.

Sunset was the first to enter. She looked disheveled, wearing a hodgepodge of her usual clothing, a men’s pair of jeans, and a hoodie.

“Sunset!” Both Pinkies clambered and hugged Sunset from either side.

“What’s with the getup? Isn’t it kinda warm for hoodies?” a Pinkie asked.

Sunset teetered between the two and reached to pull back the hood. “I had to wear it. I’ve been having a little trouble. The whole ponying up thing is lasting way longer than it usually does. My ears are—” She stopped in mid-explanation as she peered at the identically dressed Pinkie Pies... with their identical ponified ears.

Sunset squinted suspiciously at those bright, twin grins. “I have a feeling you both already know why.”

Pinkie giggled in stereo.

Twilight entered, dressed similarly to Sunset. She turned on the first Pinkie she saw. “I just wish you planned this out better, Pinkie! Running off into the human world with everypony—” She halted her chiding when she caught sight of both Pies and how they were dressed. “Oh… um, which are you again?”

“I’m Pinkie!” Pinkie said.

“I’m Pinkie, too!” Pinkie said.

Sparkle was last and closed the front door behind her. “Do you mean ‘too’ the word or ‘two’ the number?” she asked.

Pinkie opened her mouth to reply when the oven made a ding. “The cake!” she cried and scampered to the kitchen.

Barely making a sound, Maud promptly walked back into the kitchen and picked up one of the whip cream cans. Quietly, as the other girls watched, she filled her palm with cream and proceeded to smear it on Pinkie’s nose.

“Don’t wipe this off,” Maud said before returning to the living room.

Cream Pinkie sneezed and sent white fluff every which way. “Umf!” She went back to fussing over the cake in the oven.

Pinkie blinked in confusion. “Why’d she do that?”

“Heh, I think I see where she’s going with it,” said Sunset, looking between the Pinkie in front of them and Cream Pinkie in the kitchen.

“Did she solve which one was which?” Sparkle asked.

Sunset shrugged then grinned. “Maud probably would only cream her actual sist— oof!” Her joke silenced by Sparkle’s sharp elbow.

Twilight made an exasperated sound and turned towards the unmarked Pinkie, presumably their Pinkie. She raised a finger as if to start an argument before hesitating and then finally putting her hands up instead. “You know what? I’m not even angry. Let’s just have this party so we can go home. Sunset and I need to get back to Equestria and... fix something.”

“OooOooh! Fix something. Just between you two?” Pinkie’s grin was the same one she seemed to wear perpetually.

It made the little waggle of her eyebrows all the lewder.

Sparkle adjusted her glasses. “It's not like that Pinkie. It's a magical problem.”

Sunset gave Sparkle a sidelong glance and noted that steadfast composure. Sparkle could wear a good poker face when needed.

Cream Pinkie brought the cake from the oven and placed it on the table. “Cake’s done! Everyone dig in!” Pinkie bounced over and started to dispense plates and plastic forks.

Twilight looked around and frowned. “What about the others?”

“Oh, Twilight! This isn’t that cake. That one’s already at the school. This is just to celebrate baking the big cake!” Pinkie said.

Twilight stared at the wedge of confectionary on a plate. “You baked a cake to celebrate baking a cake,” she said slowly.

Cream Pinkie nodded and enthusiastically licked frosting off her lips and nose. A look from Maud had her gasp and immediately press a fresh slice into her face to keep it marked.

Sunset sighed. “Any more birthdays and I’m going to have to start matching my dress size to my age. Umf—” She smiled at Sparkle who had quieted her grousing by feeding her a spoonful of cake.

Twilight swallowed a spoonful herself and mumbled. “I’m only having one, Pinkie. Then we go right to the school.”

“Sure thing! Here, I’ll help!” Pinkie said as she picked up the whole wedge and jabbed it to Twilight’s already stuffed mouth, causing Twilight to sputter and get more of the cake on herself than in.

Cake Twilight glared.

Pinkie giggled.