Prodigal Princess Progenies

Soaring towards her home, Twilight winced as she noticed a particularly thick gobbet of spunk dangle and fall from her drenched dress. All she could do was hope that nopony below would be stricken by the sticky mass or, if it were to happen, that they would mistakenly identify it as having originated from a bird. She remembered that she’d left the window near her bed unlocked and chose that route to enter the house, keeping her fingers crossed that she’d be able to sneak in undetected.

Rocketing to, and through, the window, the purple alicorn made her way inside. Fortunately, she hadn’t noticed anypony as she approached and Spike was nowhere to be found. Scratching her head, Twilight tried to remember exactly what had happened to the little dragon. She shrugged, he’d probably run off to play Ogres and Oubliettes with Big Mac at some point. Disrobing herself as she walked to the bathroom, something seemed amiss. Twilight couldn’t quite put her finger on it but she felt like she was being watched.

Just as the alicorn passed one of the many potted plants in her room, something tackled her from behind. She got the quickest glimpse of something pink before feeling herself hauled with unbelievable speed into pitch darkness. The incident, though only occurring in the blink of an eye, was astoundingly disorienting. Though Twilight was still conscious, she had no idea where she was or what had happened.

“Wakey, wakey,” a voice called out, causing the alicorn to tremble. Twilight knew who it was and the implications were, to say the least, disconcerting.

“Pinkie?” the princess of friendship called out, looking around fruitlessly.

“Surprise!” Pinkie Pie shouted, removing the blindfold from her friend’s face.

Twilight looked around, taking stock of her surroundings as a feeling of dread crept into the pit of her stomach. As far as she could tell, she was in Pinkie’s party cave, an unsettling revelation in and of itself, although the cave wasn’t quite how she’d remembered. Cakes of various sizes and shapes adorned the room, the only source of light coming from the lit candles upon the confections. Twilight found herself unable to get up and, upon inspection, discovered she’d been bound to a table with a copious amount of colorful streamers. The pink mare stood beside her, dressed in what could only be described as a ceremonial garment made out of festive wrapping paper.

“It’s time Twilight!” Pinkie exclaimed, grinning maniacally down at the captive purple alicorn.

“Time for what?” Twilight asked hesitantly.

Reaching over, Pinkie grabbed a cupcake from a nearby shelf and offered it to her friend. “Here, it’s super yummy!” she insisted, hovering it before Twilight’s snout.

Not wanting to offend her friend, or make things any more awkward than they already were, Twilight took a bite. The little pastry was delicious, as expected from any of Pinkie Pie’s baking. “So, are we having a party?” Twilight asked, swallowing her mouthful of cupcake before taking another bite.

“I’m glad you asked!” Pinkie said, jamming the remainder of the desert in the alicorn’s mouth before rushing over to a particularly ancient and possibly fossilized cake. “The frosting is right so I had to act,” she intoned, caressing the calcified baked good. “That’s why I couldn’t wait until Thursday! I’m sorry for snatching you from your house but I’m sure you understand,” she continued, turning and closing on the immobile princess.

Gulping down the last of the cupcake, Twilight looked up at Pinkie. The earth pony had more than likely used her inexplicable ability to appear and disappear at random to ferret them away to the party cave. “I appreciate your enthusiasm Pinkie but I’m supposed to visit Fluttershy this afternoon,” Twilight sighed.

“Oh, I already talked to her, she said she’s willing to wait,” Pinkie said, tugging at her makeshift robe as she fidgeted in place. “Soooo,” she sang, running one finger up Twilight’s semi-flaccid length, “how’re you feeling?”

Strangely enough, Twilight was feeling pretty good. A subtle warmth was spreading from her belly throughout her body and her level of awareness seemed heightened. By all accounts, she should have been a bit more tired after her romp with Dash that morning but instead Twilight was just energetic. Pinkie’s fingers rubbed and gently stroked her member as she reclined on the table, only adding to her mounting arousal. “Wait,” Twilight blurted, glaring at the grinning pink mare, “what was in the cupcake?”

“Flour, butter, sugar, eggs, baking powder, a pinch of salt, vanilla, and some of that elixir I got from Zecora,” Pinkie casually noted, counting off the ingredients on her fingers.

“What elixir…” Twilight bleated, her anxiety magnifying several times over.

“It’s supposed to make you super horny and put a little pep in your step! Zecora swore it’d work!” Pinkie chirped, leaning over and licking the alicorn’s shaft from root to tip, causing Twilight to softly moan. “Doesn’t look like you’ll need much convincing,” Pinkie giggled, wrapping her fingers around the princess’s prick and softly jacking her off.

The initial warmth which had began in Twilight’s abdomen was gradually mounting to an inferno of lust. “S...so you really did ask Fluttershy if this was ok?” Twilight sputtered, unsure if the yellow pegasus had truly meant it or simply tried to avoid a confrontation.

“Uh huh, she said everything was okey dokey!” Pinkie replied, slowly tearing at the paper adorning her body to reveal the supple pink furred flesh beneath.

Twilight watched in amazement at the impromptu show, ogling the chubby mare as she ripped off the makeshift robe. She was growing harder by the second and her heart thundered in her chest, unsure if it was due to the cupcake’s contents or merely finding the prospect of rutting the curvaceous earth pony so enticing. “C...can you untie me?” she pleaded, desperate to feel the supple mare’s body.

“Nope,” Pinkie said with a snort, easing herself up and onto the table at Twilight’s feet. Slowly, she crawled up the alicorn’s body, allowing her breasts to caress her friend until she was face to face with the princess. She ground her crotch against Twilight’s rod, pausing briefly as its tip teased her entrance. “You wanna put a bun in my oven,” she cooed before breaking into a fit of laughter, “or a pie?”

All Twilight could do was nod, the intoxicating feeling of her body pressed against Pinkie’s was amazing, she was just so warm and squishy.

“Good,” Pinkie whispered, reaching back and guiding the head of Twilight’s cock to her slick entrance. Gradually, she eased herself back, sliding the princesses length inside herself as she sighed contentedly.

The feeling of Pinkie’s body against Twilight’s own was wholly eclipsed by the warm embrace of the pink pony’s marehood; it wasn’t nearly as tight as Dash or AJ’s but it felt warmer and juicier. As she tried to buck her hips upward, Pinkie gingerly placed a hand to her chest.

Wordlessly, the pink mare sat up and began bouncing atop the alicorn, her bosoms swaying as she rode Twilight like a beast. “Oh Twilight,” she groaned giddily, “we’re gonna have the funnest little foal in town.”

The words jarred Twilight from her stupor. “Pinkie, I gotta do something real quick,” she blurted.

Pinkie stopped moving as she looked down at the alicorn. “You’re not having fun?” she muttered woefully, her poofy mane deflating a tad.

“No, no, no, I’m loving this,” Twilight bumbled, eager to get back to the task at hand. “I just have to give you your gift.”

“Promise?” Pinkie asked, squinting down in suspicion at the alicorn.

“Pinkie promise,” Twilight responded, smiling up at her friend.

The pink pony’s mane immediately inflated to its regular bushy size as she reached down to untie the streamers around Twilight’s right wrist. Pinkie watched as Twilight closed her eyes, purple energy surrounding her horn as she brought the freed hand to Pinkie’s abdomen. Nearly instantaneously, she could feel magic coursing through her, causing her to ovulate and increasing her already intense libido. Without waiting for Twilight to complete whatever spellcraft she was doing, Pinkie began bucking her hips and savagely fucking the alicorn.

“Oh Celestia!” Twilight groaned, gritting her teeth at the pleasurable assault. She’d never assumed Pinkie would be so aggressive in the bedroom. The pink mare was, in every possible sense, a party animal. Craning her neck, she watched as her dick rhymically disappeared and reappeared into Pinkie’s moist confines. Twilight couldn’t stand it any more, she had to do something. Reaching over, she undid the restraints of her other arm before sitting up and hugging her partner.

“Couldn’t stop yourself, huh?” Pinkie tittered, feeling Twilight’s arms wrap around her. The joyful look on the alicorn’s face filled her with glee, spurning her to give the experience everything she had. Her breasts were firmly planted against Twilight’s own as they ground against each other. Having Twilight hold her allowed Pinkie to reach up and cup her tits, guiding her nipples to the alicorn’s and allowing them to brush against one another. Both the mares moaned at the added sensory input, breathing heavily as they continued their efforts.

Twilight felt like she could melt into the soft and inviting mare. Bringing her hands lower, she dug her fingers into Pinkie’s ample bottom as it jiggled and pistoned atop her. She couldn’t be sure exactly what was in the potion that had been added to the cupcake she’d eaten but she’d certainly be paying Zecora a visit after all of this was over; if for no other reason than to keep a small supply for her own needs. Leaning forward, she draped her chin over Pinkie’s shoulder, the earth pony smelled like sweet treats which was oddly arousing.

Pinkie threw her arms back, bracing herself as she leaned backward, allowing Twilight a bit more room to thrust. “Rut me Twi,” she insisted, staring at her friend with heavily lidded eyes, “make me a cream pie.”

In addition to giving the alicorn more room to maneuver, the position allowed Twilight a superb view of the action. Releasing one of Pinkie’s hams, she moved her hand to the mare’s snatch where Twilight began rubbing her partner’s clit with her thumb and causing the earth pony’s head to loll backward while she moaned whorishly.

“Twilight, I..I’m gonna,” Pinkie whimpered, her eyes held tightly shut as pleasure overtook her. With a loud braying cry, she came. Her marehood quivered and convulsed as her legs trembled fitfully. It was all she could do to keep herself upright as Twilight continued to jackhammer her cunt.

The added pressure of the spasming mare’s canal soon sent Twilight over the edge herself. The head of her marecock flared as it lay entombed within Pinkie’s pie, locking it deep inside the mare. Gritting her teeth, and allowing herself to orgasm for the second time that day, Twilight’s mighty rod began coating her friend’s insides with robust seed. She could practically feel the mare’s receptive womb shifting to accept her gracious load, the organ preparing itself for the inevitable insemination to come. Twilight looked down, watching as a small trail of seed leaked out of Pinkie and onto her plump purple balls. Interestingly enough, she still felt rather invigorated and hoped that the effects of the dosed cupcake would last through her visit with Fluttershy.

‘Oh buck,’ Twilight thought, ‘I nearly forgot!’ The alicorn’s compulsive tendencies began to override her post coitus bliss as she tried to crunch the numbers. Regardless of whether or not Fluttershy was alright with allowing Pinkie a turn, it just didn’t sit right with her to neglect the soft spoken pegasus. Her horn immediately ignited, levitating the still recovering pink mare off of her and allowing her to undo the bindings on her ankles. “Sorry Pinkie, I’ve really gotta get going. You mind if I use your shower?” she asked, delicately setting the earth pony down on the table she’d just occupied.

“G...go ahead and use my bathroom and steal something from my closet,” Pinkie wheezed, waving in the direction of the exit. “I’m just gonna catch my breath for a minute.”

Crossing over to the dazed pony, Twilight rested one hand on her soft belly. “You were right you know,” she said, “you’re going to have one of the most entertaining and cheerful foals in Equestria.” Pinkie looked up at her with a weak smile.

“Thank you,” Pinkie muttered, easing herself up and hugging the alicorn.

“It’s my honor Pinkie,” Twilight responded, tenderly kissing the pink pony on the lips.

“Before I forget, grab another one of those cupcakes,” Pinkie said, pointing to a tray on a nearby countertop, “you might need one or two to deal with Fluttershy if she’s half as rough as I’ve heard.”

Twilight sighed, having heard the same nebulous warning for the third time. “Will do Pinkie,” she said, scooping up two of little cakes before flying to the exit. Finding her way to the party pony’s room, she gathered up a T-Shirt and somewhat oversized pair of shorts before dashing to the shower. Twilight still wasn’t convinced that Fluttershy would be as bad as everypony said but having one of those aphrodisiac laced cupcakes handy may give her an edge, if push came to shove.