All Tomorrow's Birthdays: After School Special

After Twilight's declaration, there was a minute of silence and several uncertain looks from both the Equestrians and their counterparts. To the surprise of no one except the sirens, both Pinkie Pies were the first to strip and shout, "Let's party!"

Rari, as the only member of main twelve not yet transformed, quickly became the focus of AJ, Applejack, and Rarity. A small nod passed between the two Applejacks before the hatless one left, mumbling about needing something from the truck.

Rarity with her poofy hair needed no additional identification and gently petted over her doubles shoulders. “I thought I'd just die of embarrassment with those… singing girls. But really it wasn't all too bad. She showed me this lovely trick one can do with fingers! ”

Rari had a strange moment of looking down and seeing a second pair of her own hands slip under her arms and take hold of her breasts, though the eerie feeling was replaced by a sensual one when Rarity began fiddling with her nipples, making her gasp.

Applejack grinned at Rari. "Guess she ended up givin' you the pinch instead."

Rari rolled her eyes and harrumphed. "I would hope they are a bit stiffer than marshma— mercy! What in the world is that?!" she cried at the sight of what the returning AJ held in her hand.

AJ quirked an eyebrow and gave the dildo a waggle. "I know for a fact you ain't an angel to be blushin' over a toy. I've seen what you got in the bathroom in our sleepovers. No girl needs four 'back massagers.'"

Rari sputtered, "I-I have delicate skin! It needs variable speeds…"

Rarity giggled and gave her other self a squeeze. "Oh give it up, darling. Applejack can be a sweetheart if you let her. Maybe offer to invite her in giving that ‘massage’ next time."

AJ puffed as she fiddled with straps before Applejack went over to help. "She'd have to say yes to a date first."

Rari stuck her tongue out. "We are getting sidetracked. Why did you get one that looks so… so... beastly."

Rarity looked over Rari's shoulder. "Probably because it looks like Big Mac's."

"Just how do you know what Big Mac's got between his legs?!" Applejack asked with a sharp glare at Rarity.

Rarity flounced her big, Adagio-like hair. "Oh, Applejack, try and find me a mare in Ponyville that doesn't know. Goodness, even your mirror self, knew. Can't dream how though."

AJ stared at her strapon, flustered, and mumbled, “I just… picked what looked good…”

Rari grumped at AJ. “Interdimensional trepidations aside, could you get on with it? You're never going to get your date by being this tardy with me, darling. ”

With three of them already transformed, it felt only natural to put Rari in the center. Rarity remained behind, holding her while AJ fetched a bottle from her bag. With the strap-on secured, AJ moved up between Rari’s thighs and laid the toy out on her belly.

“All… all this for me, sweeties?” Rari said, unable to keep the blush from her cheeks as AJ lubed the toy into a shiny, glistening state. “N-Not complaining, but is it fair?”

Rarity grinned at her twin. “A mare does need pampering from time to time, and you have two of the most experienced buckers across two worlds.”

Applejack snorted. “I’ll be. Never thought you’d be given’ me that kinda credit. Am all famous now? For buckin’ of all things?”

“Find me a pony that doesn’t think about your flank at work, dear.”

As the Equestrians teased, Rari looked up fondly to AJ who smiled back. The flirtations between their mirror selves had a way of bringing a quirky intimacy.

“Ready, sugarcube?” AJ murmured. Rari raised her thighs in response.

AJ slipped the toy forward, pressing the life-like rubber into Rari’s neatly trimmed flower of a sex. There was a momentary tightness when Rari gasped and clenched before she relaxed and let the toy fill her, a nearly musical moan coming out of her as AJ settled on top, body arching.

Rarity for her part reached to help brace her twin, giving Rari a spot to press her face into like Sonata had done for her in the science lab, and adding a kiss to the top of Rari’s forehead.
Applejack, on her side of things, smirked and took up position behind AJ. She leaned down and put a hand on AJ’s pelvis, playing fingers along the firm, athletic bottom. A firm pull spread AJ slightly and made room for a stroke along the blonde fringed mound.

AJ huffed, her freckles showing up particularly well as a blush colored her cheeks. “A..h..ah… a lil’ funny to get a whole pit crew for somethin’ like this,” she panted.

Rari tugged on AJ’s lengthened ponytail and drew her face down close for a nuzzle. “They are just generous. Now give us a kiss.”

The twin Rarities pressed cheek to cheek and then began to alternate between the exaggerated come-hither expressions and pursing lips. AJ chuffled, but couldn’t help smiling.

AJ went for Rari first, tipping head and matching lips. The fancy fashionista smelled and tasted nice. Some floral perfume that made her nose itch, but she didn’t mind. It was so very… Rarity after all.

Rari put her arms around AJ’s neck and raised her mouth to the press, something between a gasp and a pleasured laugh leaving her when AJ added a rocking push of her hip and strap-on.

Applejack eased a finger into AJ and curled it before following up with a second to slowly coax along her tunnel. The press drew AJ back, making her lift her mouth off Rari’s with a gasp. Sensations stiffened her and she shook.

Rarity leaned in next to nibble on the side of AJ’s ponified ear until AJ relented and turned to fend off her mouth with a firm kiss.

“Ain’t fair,” AJ protested while mumbling into Rarity’s lips. “Amma… outnumbered...”

Rari squeezed at AJ’s waist with her thighs, encouragingly bouncing underneath. “Then better get moving again, sweetie. Wouldn’t do to finish before your lover.” She was teasing, of course, though her ivory skin had colored a rosy shade on her cheeks, chest, and belly, the starts and stops having made her antsy and aching.

AJ grunted and perked her ears forward as she bowed her head to Rari’s neck, drawing on her Earth pony nature and charging ahead in a sexual sprint to brave Rarity’s endless nibbles and kisses and Applejack’s finger pumping.
Rari started to heat up, giving off little half whimpers of pleasure as the rhythm grew into a crescendo. AJ’s hot, lean form pressed against her softer curved one. The toy wedged her in such a filling way, every inch spread around the girth to that intense point of pressure just below her navel.

Applejack and Rarity shared a knowing glance around the two moaning lovers, and with a twist of fingers on Applejack’s end and a tweak on Rarity’s, it wasn’t long before their counterparts shook and cried out, climaxing with both magic and passion.

Sonata giggled as she pressed a cake slice against Cream Pinkie, smearing the frosty goodness over her bare top. "There! Now we're even! And we match!" Sonata followed up with a playful nibble on Cream Pinkie's still marked nose.

The Pinkie beside her laughed. "Wait do me too! Then we can be all super duper delicious!"

Sonata readied a new slice when an overloud sigh from above stopped her. Looking up, she called out, "You can have some cake too, Aria!"

Aria, like Sonata, had kept her partially transformed state, allowing her to keep to the air far away from the group. "No thanks."

Pinkie pouted. "Aww, she's really grumpy!"

Cream Pinkie nodded. "Yeah! Even though she's really pretty and looks fun to cuddle."

Aria's ear flicked at that, but she pointedly crossed her arms and turned away.

Sonata watched her before smirking at the Pinkies. "Yeah, she's always like that. I think it's because she wants to eat a pony."

The Pinkie Pies looked at each other and giggled. "Food play is fun! She can have a lick if she likes!" said one.

Sonata put a finger to her chin and mused, "Wellllll… I think she wanted to hunt and then kill—"

“SHUT UP, SONATA!” Aria yelled, frantically flying down to cover Sonata's mouth with a hand.

Sonata grinned from behind Aria's fingers, and with a sudden twist at the waist, her mer-tail came around in a tight hug around Aria's hips.

Cream Pinkie laughed and clapped. "Oooh, good one!"

Pinkie smirked, her hair suddenly going flat as an ominous look entered her eyes. "Guess we just have to gobble her up instead!" When she turned from the table, she held a knife in her hand.

Aria gaped and started to struggle, eyes wide with fear as Pinkie stalked closer, raising her knife… and promptly cutting a big slice of cake to splatter Aria with.

Aria wasn’t sure if she was better off.

With Sonata’s help in keeping Aria entangled, the Pinkies worked together in smearing and rubbing her with sugary confectionery. Bit by bit, Aria’s lavender skin was painted white with swirly, crumb-filled handprints.

Aria kept her face clean by eating the slices Pinkie tried to smoosh on her cheeks. She flashed her fangs when one hand got too close to her mouth.

“Careful! You almost got my finger there!” Pinkie chided, waggling the digit.

Aria only narrowed her eyes, though the fierceness was spoiled by the dab of her tongue wiping up frosting on her lip.

Sonata leaned her head forward, calling Aria’s bluff. The defiant siren twisted her head away again and let out a loud, "Ugh!"

“That’s okay. We can kiss in a different way,” Sonata murmured into Aria’s ear. She shifted below as she flexed her mer-tail around Aria’s, squeezing and dragging supple blue across purple scales.

Aria flicked her siren-fied ear against Sonata’s nose and rolled an eye back at her. “What do—” her sentence cut off by a gasp as Sonata’s coiling brought them flush groin to groin. Without legs in the way, the tribbing touch was immediate and intimate.

“Mwah, mwah,” Sonata teased, grinning.

Aria blushed and pushed on Sonata’s chest, though her hands slipped on the smeared frosting. “S-Sonata…” Her impulse to squirm quelled when the motion brought her clit to Sonata’s in a brief jolt of sensual pressure.

Pinkie and Cream Pinkie leaned in from either side, sharing a conspirator’s glance.

“Looks like she needs to be made all tender first,” Pinkie noted.

“She’s definitely chewy!” Cream Pinkie agreed as her attempt to kiss Aria was met with another fangy, air-chomp from the sexually flustered siren.

“Try rubbing her around the fins, she loves that,” Sonata said helpfully.

Aria’s eyes widened. “Sonata, you traitor!” she hissed viciously. The hiss changing to a curt moan when Sonata pumped another squeeze along her tail and a fresh press of cunnylips stroking on cunnylips.

Pinkie followed the advice, using cake and sweetness for lotion as she kneaded around Aria’s shoulders. Despite herself, Aria’s fins spread from the sensations with a low noise bubbling up from her throat.

Cream Pinkie giggled as she put an ear to Aria’s chest for a listen. “Oh wow, she’s purring! I didn’t even know fishy-dragon-horses could.”

“Am not!” Aria protested, her purring cut by a sharp inhale when Cream Pinkie wedged her face in close from the side and started to lick, cleaning a stripe along Aria’s breast in a circular path around the stiffened purple nipple.

Pinkie leaned in close against Aria’s back, laying down a trail of kisses from the siren’s finned shoulder, to the side of her neck until her face was alongside Aria’s.

“You’re gonna to have to kiss one of us! Else everyone and everypony gonna hear your not-purr and your not-moans,” Pinkie said with a bright gleam in her eye.

Aria looked dumbfounded at this level of craftiness from such a silly-seeming ponygirl. For a moment she forgot to struggle or turn, her mouth slightly open as she tried and failed to come up with a reply.

Sonata darted forward, seizing Aria’s mouth with her own. A press of the tongue a second later had Aria mumbling and sputtering as she was kissed.

Cream Pinkie giggled from her soft place in-between Aria’s and Sonata’s breasts, quickly working on one nipple and then the other. With Aria, Cream Pinkie focused hard on the firm nub, brushing it clean with a noisesome slurph before giving it a vigorous pull with her lips.

Pinkie from behind nuzzled into Aria’s hair, hunting out an ear and giving it a nibble while she laid her body out against the siren’s shoulders, pushing her down against Sonata entirely.

Aria could only give a muffled gasp into Sonata’s lively mouth, she couldn’t even glare as her eyes wanted to lid over from the ratcheting intensity. Sonata's eager and shameless motions continued to rub one cunny against the other. Fighting seemed increasingly hopeless, especially with the ache Aria felt in her loins, and judging by Sonata's silly grin, she felt it too.

Finally, Aria gave in and let Sonata carry her with the rhythmic stroking of their lower body while Cream Pinkie brought her nipples little tweaks of sensation. She bowed her head and swayed under Pinkie’s ear nibbling and slippery press of body to her back.

Her tongue worked with Sonata’s, her tail reluctantly twisting to return some of that steady squeezing and bringing them both to a muffled duet of orgasmic cries.