My Little Orgy 2

by Typist Gray

Chapter 49: Achieving the Sonic Rainboom

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“Now, what have we learned?” RD questioned as she hovered around Fluttershy in a pasture near town.

“Lots of control.”

“Good.”

“Screaming and hollering.”

Gilda snickered as she stood off to the side.

“And most importantly?” RD added.

“Passion.”

“Good. Now that you know the elements of a good cheer, let’s hear one,” RD encouraged.

“Yay,” Fluttershy said in her regular inside voice.

RD face-hooved. “You’re gonna cheer for me like that? Louder.”

“Yay,” Fluttershy cheered again with no noticeable difference.

“Louder!”

“Yay.” Fluttershy’s cheer remained unchanged.

“LOUDER!”

Fluttershy gave a deep inhale, looking like she’d at least reach above a whisper. “Yay.” However, it was somehow even quieter.

Gilda fell to the grass, burying her face in the ground as she slammed her fist down to control her laughter.

However, RD rolled her eyes. “If it was anypony else, I’d swear you were fucking with me.”

Fluttershy cringed. “I’m sorry, was I too loud?”

Gilda screamed into the dirt as her body trembled with mirth from butter yellow’s sincerity. Eventually, the griffon pulled herself together and wiped the tears from her eyes. Then, feeling indulgent, she wrapped a claw around Fluttershy and pulled her close. “You are too much sometimes.”

“Too much? Bats couldn’t even hear that,” RD groaned.

“Well, look on the bright side, Dash. You’ve still got me to cheer you on. And what about that orange squirt?”

“Scootaloo couldn’t get out of school,” RD grumbled. “Stupid earth pony town doesn’t make accommodations for events in other cities.”

“Bummer. I was thinking we could use her to tease you until the contest started, but not let you have her until after you took first place.”

RD sighed. “That’s a nice idea, but it doesn’t work so well with this thing,” she said while lifting her leg to indicate her sheathe. “I always thought guys were just whining when they said these things cause drag. Now, ugh, I think I might have to wear a jockstrap or something.”

“Yuck, I hear those are super uncomfortable.”

“You just need to find the right fabric. I’ve got some spares if you want to borrow one,” Fluttershy chirped, happy to have an excuse to contribute.

“Wait, I’ve never seen you wear a jockstrap,” RD curiously observed.

“No, but I got some for my dogs and Harry because I thought they looked cute.”

“Somehow, I feel disappointed that I didn’t see that coming,” Gilda remarked. “Thanks, Flutters. You can help Dashie avoid any excess drag, and I can cheer for both of us.”

Fluttershy smiled appreciatively at Gilda’s thoughtful words.

However, RD was still discontent. She’d failed to teach Fluttershy to properly cheer, but she’d also failed to take her mind off the other bothersome thing. So, she decided to confront the issue head-on and ran through her routine one last time. She ascended to the clouds, found a suitable perch, and put herself in the right headspace. She pictured Gilda and Fluttershy cheering amidst legions of fans. Their roars of praise were awkward and discordant as intense orgasms took them. In her vision, she displayed so much awesome that it triggered a mass climax. That was her goal, and that’s what she’d finally achieve this time.

RD jumped from the cloud to begin Phase One of her routine. She found a suitably-sized cloud and started spinning it. Then, she used careful wing strokes along the edges to sculpt the concentration of evaporated water into an alluring shape. She chose her own ass, but with the bonus of her new cock and balls dangling below her pussy. She even threw in a slight gust to make her cloud pussy wink, all to really get the audience’s attention and put them in the mood.

“Pickles and eggs!” Gilda jokingly crowed, her voice utterly drowning out Fluttershy’s enthusiastic but abysmal “Woo-hoo.”

Phase Two would be trickier. RD dove down to the crowd that had gathered to watch her practice. She hadn’t asked them to. Instead, she just assumed they’d come because she was Rainbow Dash and, therefore, the most exciting thing in the skies. She weaved through them like a needle through thread, careful to never touch anyone. Any amateur could get a pony’s rocks off with physical contact, but only a master could make a pony’s knees shake with gusts from tactical wing flaps. Her audience shivered, and only a few fell to their knees in orgasm. Good. Exerting enough control to avoid premature climax was a definite must.

Once more, Fluttershy’s “Way to go,” was utterly eclipsed by Gilda’s wordless shriek of praise.

However, as before, the tricky part was Phase Three. She climbed high in the air before putting her full throttle into her dive. It wasn’t just about speed. She had to channel the magic from her wings in just the right way to pierce the sound barrier like a hymen. That’s the mental image she used for motivation. A little filly screaming in bliss as she lost her virginity to the greatest pegasus of her generation. However, as RD rapidly descended, reaching speeds that might tear a lesser creature apart, she suddenly hit something. It was soft, like a mattress in midair, and sprung back with all the force she’d put into the dive, sending her hurtling off into Ponyville.

“Ten bits says she’s going to Rarity’s,” Gilda said as she tracked her lover’s descent.

“Gilda, don’t be rude. We shouldn’t make fun of Rainbow’s hardships,” Fluttershy lectured the larger predator before tracking the arch. “Besides, if you factor in the wind, that puts her right around the library.”

“But I did factor in the wind,” Gilda countered. “It’s clearly blowing toward Rarity’s.”

“Yes, but all our friends are at the library.”

Gilda blinked. “That matters?”

“Think about it. When was the last time Rainbow crashed somewhere that was deserted?”

Gilda held up her talons and began crunching numbers in her head. “Huh, I’ll be damned.”

“Rainbow doesn’t just crash into things. She crashes where ponies are most likely to notice, which is usually near one of our friends. And with all of them in one place, well, it’s practically a magnet.”

Gilda snickered. “You sound like Twiggle.”

“Well, she’s the one who told me. Oh, I bet she’ll be happy to hear there’s more evidence for her theory.”

“Happy, right. Assuming she doesn’t get a concussion. Well, come on,” Gilda huffed as she threw Fluttershy onto her back and took off. “We better go check on her.”

“Um, Gilda. This is nice, but I can fly.”

“Yeah, but let’s be real. You’re a better snuggler than flyer, so get to it,” Gilda instructed.

Seeing no reason to argue, Fluttershy buried her face in her friend’s avian feathers and gripped her hind legs around the muscled feline back. The stimulation from seemingly two species quickly got her wet.

Meanwhile, at Golden Oaks, it looked like a bomb just went off. Ponies lay strewn about the piles of books in various states of disorientation. Then, just as Gilda and Fluttershy arrived, Spike stepped out of the kitchen, took in the scene, and voiced the obvious. “Twilight, we told you not to tempt fate.”

“What?” Twilight whined. “All I said was—Hrrmph,” she grunted around the blue hoof in her mouth.

“Nope. Trixie forbids you from saying it again.”

“What in tarnation jus’ happened?” AJ asked as she dizzily sat up. Eventually, her eyes fell on RD’s upturned rear in the room’s center. “Okay, that part Ah get, but how is this Twi’s fault?”

“The Great and Powerful Trixie’s mistress saw fit to tempt fate by commenting on our good work.”

Twilight pulled away from Trixie’s hoof. “I was just thanking you for helping after all the work we—Hmmph?” She fumed at the mare with the hoof in her mouth again.

Trixie leveled a flat stare at Twilight and then turned to AJ. “It was basically a few levels down from ‘what could possibly go,’ and then the w word.”

Rarity shook the books out of her mane. “Is that a thing, now?” she irately grumbled. “Is that a thing we have to look out for? Jinxes?”

“You mean you weren’t already?” Pinkie asked. “I figured Twilight must have been doing so on purpose because she’s way too smart to not know how dangerous that stuff is. I know I sure avoid those phrases like the plague.”

Twilight jumped back this time. “Which is why I needed to perform the test. I’ve noticed a significant alteration in the general probabilities surrounding all six of us, including our six affiliates.” Then she pointed accusingly at Trixie. “Don’t you dare!”

“Alright, but can you say that in a language other than nerd?” Gilda asked as she entered through the front door with Fluttershy on her back.

“Great, and now the whole gang is here,” Trixie grumbled. “This is going to turn into a thing, isn’t it?”

“We were helping Dashie practice her routine for the Young Flyer’s Competition,” Gilda clarified.

Finally, the blue pegasus pulled her head from a pile of books and took a deep inhale as though she’d narrowly avoided suffocation, only to laugh it off. “Heh, yeah. Sorry, ladies. Ugh, that sucked.”

“Eh, as far as crashes go, I’d give that six out of ten. Good, but I’ve seen better,” Pinkie commented.

“Not the crash. My performance. Did you see the state of the town?” demanded Rainbow.

Rarity poked her head out the front door. “Looks normal to me.”

“Exactly! Almost no pony came from what was supposed to be my baller routine.”

“Fluttershy did,” Gilda helpfully offered, only to get a flat stare from blue fast. “Okay, yeah, that was probably more for me than you.”

“I can cum from two things,” Fluttershy helpfully said as she continued making herself comfortable atop Gilda while the wet spot around her crotch grew.

RD rolled her eyes. “I wish you guys could come and watch me. Your support would really help.”

“Watch what now?” AJ asked.

“The Young Flyers Competition is a chance for pegasi to show off their stuff for legions of adoring fans,” Pinkie excitedly explained.

“Golly, Ah’d love ta see that,” AJ said with a smile.

“Yeah, me too,” RD agreed. “Gilda and Fluttershy are great support, but I just wish they could be a little, ya know, more. No offense,” she added.

“Don’t worry, Dashie. I know who you were talking about.”

“Oh, I’d love to see you make a Sonic Rainboom!” Pinkie chirped as she bounced. “It’s the most coolest thing ever. Even though I’ve never actually seen it, except for that one time that couldn’t have been anything else and made national headlines,”—she added under her breath—“but I hear is the most amazing thing ever. How not cool could it possibly not be?”

“What’s a Sonic Rainboom?” Trixie asked.

“Oh, I know this one!” Twilight excitedly raised her hoof. “It’s a rare magical feat where a pegasus sufficiently concentrates her magic at the precise moment she breaks the sound barrier, creating a rainbow shockwave that can be seen for miles.”

“Hmm, why does that sound familiar?” Rarity pondered.

“Wait, you can do that?” Twilight realized, looking at RD.

“E’yup. Rainbow, here, is the only pony ta pull it off in ages,” AJ answered.

“Yeah, well, it was a long time ago,” RD humbly countered. “I was just a filly.”

“A skinny string bean of a filly who did something that hadn’t been seen in generations,” Gilda elaborated. “Just imagine what you can do now that you’ve got a queen athlete’s body.”

“Yeah. Yeah! Hell yeah! You bet your fluffy ass I can do that and then some!” Rainbow crowed, and her confidence reignited.

“Whoa. If you do that, you’ll take the first prize for sure,” Twilight observed.

“The grand prize is a whole day with the Wonder Bolts.” RD’s gaze turned distant as her fantasy took over. “A whole day with my lifelong heroes. The locker rooms, showers, hours upon hours of fly fucking, more showers, and I’m pretty sure I get to pick who I bunk with, so I’m gonna rock Captain Spitfire’s world. It’ll be a dream come true!” *Thud* “Uh, assuming this thing doesn’t drag me down,” she anxiously added while pointing at her erection.

“You’ve been practicing all day, so you should probably take a rest,” suggested Gilda. “I’ll take care of you until the competition starts.”

RD nodded. “Right. Can’t be too pent-up or too empty. I’ve got to maintain peak arousal and potency if I want to put on a good show and make all Cloudsdale my bitches. I’ll also need you guys to practice more. I need a cheering section to match my spectacular performance.” She then took off out the window.

“Quick question,” Trixie interjected. “If she’s been practicing this Rainboom thingy for a while, how come we haven’t seen it?”

Gilda hung her head low, so Fluttershy answered for her. “She’s practiced that move a hundred times, but I don’t think she’s even come close. I just hope our cheering will be enough to help her.” She then tapped Gilda’s side and encouraged the creature to follow their friend.

“Well, I guess we better get this cleaned up… again,” Twilight grumbled in annoyance as she began lifting books. “Ow!” She then spun around while rubbing the sharp pain in her rear.

Rarity lifted her head after stabbing her horn. “Go on. Go on.”

“Go on what?” Twilight questioned in annoyance, only for Spike to clear his throat. “What? What am I missing?”

“Find a spell that will get us wingless ponies into Cloudsdale,” Rarity elaborated. “Didn’t you see how nervous she was?”

AJ looked incredulous. “Nervous? She was tootin’ her own horn louder ‘an the grass section of a marchin’ band.”

“Ugh, p’lease. I’ve been to enough fashion shows to recognize stage fright when I see it,” Rarity huffed indignantly. “We’ve got to find a way to be there for her. Now, go on,” she said and hip-checked Twilight, knocking her into a pile of books.

“Okay, but how am I supposed to find a flight spell in all this?” Twilight asked while gesturing at the mess.

“Should we tell them?” Trixie whispered to Spike.

“Nah, let’s see where this goes.”

“A flight spell? One second.” Pinkie zoomed around the room, returned with the book in question, and haphazardly tossed it to Twilight, who caught it in her magic before letting it suffer needless damage. “Page 27.”

“How’d you do that?” AJ deadpanned.

“It landed on my face when Rainbow knocked me into the bookcase,” Pinkie matter-of-factly replied.

“Huh. Somehow, that was more mild than Ah expected.”

“Here it is, a spell that will allow non-pegasi to fly for three days. Oh, it looks really difficult. I’m not sure if I can do it.”

“Bullshit,” Trixie deadpanned.

“Yeah, my bullshit-o-meter is reading off the charts,” Pinkie added while fiddling with a strange device.

“False modesty does not become you, darling,” Rarity chided.

“Okay, fine, but it is tricky. I could use some help,” Twilight added while looking at her slave.

Trixie looked from side to side before pointing at herself. “Me?”

“I’ve seen you cast enough that I’m familiar with your process. If I’m going to mingle magic for a spell this complex, you’re my best bet.”

“Pssh. Well, naturally, the Great and Powerful Trixie will lend her services to this honorable endeavor,” she said while pretending no one saw her blush. She stood beside Twilight and began reading, pushing her head into purple smart’s space and rubbing cheeks.

“But who’s going to volunteer?” Twilight asked while pressing her hip to Trixie and rubbing cutie marks. Her pussy and penis tingled from the erotic contact as her anticipation built. Trixie’s body was pleasantly warm, and her flanks had filled out a lot since they’d first met.

“I will,” Rarity boldly declared. “For Rainbow Dash, I will go first.”

“Alright, here goes,” Twilight said as her and Trixie’s horns glowed. Their auras grew outward until they overlapped, the disparate colors blending until they formed a singular light. Twilight’s body was awash in pleasure as if a million tiny lips were kissing her skin. The magic radiated through her body, growing until it reached her genitals. Naturally, she became wet, but her erection sprang to life with seemingly record quickness. Around the same time, she became aware of sensations in Trixie’s body. The tightness in her chest, the mild pain at her horn’s base, and the grinding thighs as the blue mare was also aroused from the complex spell building in their shared system. Knowing that Trixie was equally aware of her body heightened Twilight’s lewd delight as the spell took shape. Then, feeling on the brink of climax, the synchronized unicorns aimed their horns and cast the spell, sending magical ribbons to envelop Rarity.

There was a flash, and the shockwave sent everyone flying back. Trixie landed with her head in Twilight’s lap as her cheek coated in the mare’s odorous cum. The others landed in similarly compromising positions. When they regained their standing, they beheld Rarity with her hooves above the ground. “I think it worked,” Twilight dizzily assessed.

***

Later, RD, Fluttershy, and Gilda soared through the clouds as they came upon the pegasus city. Cloudsdale was the oldest city in Equestria, with most of its foundations coming from the old pony homeland after they migrated. As such, the architecture had hardly changed from the ancient Romaran days, featuring a heavy preference for columns. Large trailers of goods made the bulk of the traffic around the ports, indicating the flying ponies’ near-monopoly over this shipping service. Pegasi walked and flew through the layered city, casually hopping from one level to another with nary a concern for things like bridges, steps, or even rails.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” asked the voice of an obnoxious-sounding stallion as the three ladies landed.

“It’s our old friend, rainbow crash,” said another stallion who sounded like he was still going through puberty.

“Get kicked out of any flight schools lately?” asked the first as all three laughed.

Gilda’s fur and feathers bristled as she lowered her stance for a predatory pounce, only for a blue hoof to block her path.

“Yeah, school wasn’t working out for me,” RD casually said as she strutted forward. “I was too busy learning practical skills, like, for example, saving Equestria!” She spun her body sideways and lifted a hind leg to reveal her sheath. “Your lame asses got some lame-assed degree from a lame ass school? Congrats. I got a magic dick after gang-banging the evil right out of an alicorn! But, ya know, they’re basically the same thing, right?” she asked with a shit-eating grin.

“Well, er, y-ya still goin’ on about that Sonic Rainboom nonsense?” the darker stallion hesitantly questioned. “Face it, filly. That was just a fluke. You probably just got lucky and caught some freak wind, like from Molestia’s farts or something. There’s no way you can do that again.”

“Yes, she can!” Fluttershy spoke up, only to cringe when everyone looked at her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude, but it wasn’t a fluke, and she is going to do another Sonic Rainboom.”

“Ha! I’d love to see that,” sneered the darker stallion.

“Oh, I bet you will. And later, when you’re spending hours cleaning the cum from your fur, you’ll know who to thank,” Fluttershy asserted.

“Damn, filly. You’re pretty hot when you put your hoof down,” offered Gilda.

Fluttershy suddenly blushed and retreated behind her mane. “Um, thanks.”

As the stallions flew off, the one who sounded like a colt in a stallion’s body got in one last dig. “See you there, rainbow craaash!”

“Did you see that? I was so assertive,” Fluttershy elatedly said.

However, just when RD was about to say something disparaging about herself, Gilda stepped forward and swatted the blue mare’s flank with her tail. The pair then locked eyes and shared a silent conversation as the griffon reminded the mare who she was. “Those cock-sucking cunts don’t know what they’re talking about. I’m Rainbow Dash, dammit! If I say I’m doing a Sonic Rainboom, then by Molestia, I’m doing a Sonic Rainboom!”

Gilda grinned her approval. “There’s the mare who owns my ass.”

“I’m proud of you, Rainbow,” Fluttershy added. “Just because you’ve failed the Sonic Rainboom hundreds of times in practice, that doesn’t mean you won’t be able to do it in front of a crowd of thousands of—mmf!”

Gilda’s eyes narrowed on the yellow mare as her talon held her muzzle shut. “Not. Helping.”

Then Fluttershy began insistently pointing behind Gilda, drawing attention to one of the last things the trio expected to see.

“Rarity!?” RD asked in alarm. “You’re flying?”

The white unicorn was sporting an elegant pair of multi-colored butterfly wings, which she used to gracefully hover before descending to the cloud floor. “I most certainly am~,” she sang. “Aren’t my wings smashing? Twilight made them for me, and I simply adore them.” Then, when the flyers continued staring in silence at her splendor, she resumed speaking. “Why so shocked? You made it quite clear you needed our support, and now, you’ll have a big cheering section.” She gestured to the dock where a balloon landed, carrying the other mares and drake.

“This is incredible. I can’t believe you guys made it!” RD exclaimed.

“Sure did,” Pinkie said as she hopped from the balloon’s basket, nearly giving the winged ladies heart attacks as she fell to the clouds, only to stop.

“How’d you do that? Only winged creatures can walk on clouds,” RD stated in shock as Gilda helped calm Fluttershy’s panic.

Trixie hopped out to join the others with Spike on her back. She then cleared her throat and motioned to a different unicorn, who was casually walking and chatting with a pegasus off to the side. “There’ve been cloud-walking spells for generations, ever since the tribes first went to war. How have you never noticed all the wingless ponies walking around?” she asked as she gestured to such ponies milling about as casually as they would in Ponyville.

“Uh… tunnel vision?” RD meekly answered as Gilda’s face met her talon.

“The wingless minority is primarily concentrated in the city’s central districts, where there are more specialized clouds that enable them to walk even without the spell,” Pinkie explained as she pulled out a guide pamphlet. “Dashie left when she was super young, and her house was in the outer districts, which you can only access by wing.”

“How’d ya’ll know that second part?” AJ questioned. When Pinkie’s eyebrow climbed up her forehead in addition to her mischievous grin, the other earth pony added, “Right, how silly of me ta ask.”

“Wait, if there are spells for regular walking, then why that?” RD asked and pointed to Rarity, who was utterly enthralled with her new appendages.

“Blame them.” Twilight pointed an accusing hoof at Spike and Trixie. “The spell to make wings was too tricky to do more than once. Those two, apparently, knew the whole time about the cloud walking spell, but kept it to themselves because they’re assholes.”

While deadpanning at Twilight, Trixie reached her hoof back for Spike to bump with his fist. “Also, Trixie got to mingle magic with Twilight, which was hot.”

Twilight pursed her lips. “… I’m still mad at you.”

Then Gilda frowned. “So, is Spike just being lazy, or…?”

“Trixie remembers the last time she tried casting on the drake, and advised against doing so while mistress is in a weakened state.”

Gilda nodded. “Lazy. Got it.” She smirked when Spike flipped the friendly bird a friendly bird.

“This is great. I was starting to get the teensiest bit nervous, but I feel a lot better now that you guys are here,” Rainbow admitted, her spirits lifting. “Hey, there’s still some time before the competition. How about we show you around Cloudsdale?” she offered as the others cheered.


Author's Note

This first part turned out alright. We run through the same motions as the episode, but with the additional entourage, and I think the characters are interacting pretty well. I’m especially enjoying Spike and Trixie as a comedic sidekick duo. And I like the little nods to continuity, such as Pinkie acknowledging she couldn’t possibly have missed the Rainboom, despite her canon counterpart’s assertion. However, I feel myself struggling more and more with depictions of lewdness. It’s happening, but it’s not nearly as erotic as I’d like it to be.

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