Rainbow reclined back on a “throne” made of pillows, thoroughly sated. Fluttershy was in the bathroom washing up after their five hour long festival of debauchery. If you had asked Rainbow Dash five months ago “Do you think Fluttershy would be into being used as a cum dumpster”, Dash would have scoffed at you for even letting the idea cross your mind, and then probably clocked you in the face. Last night had proven her wrong. The sheets of their bed had to be replaced thanks to just how much cum was covering them.

It wasn’t exactly a splash here and a spurt there. There was a literal puddle of pony spunk in the middle of the bed. “Let’s put that on the list...” Dash thought to herself, mentally making up a list of things to replace in their ground based home. Bed, sheets, curtains, mattress. Closing her eyes, she was satisfied with her progress in mastering her ability. She’d even managed to talk Twilight into making her a permanent potion rather than just a once off. Changing the name to the “Futa-Potion”, Twilight had concocted a drink that would allow Rainbow to manifest her... equipment... at a whim. Her first test had been with Fluttershy.

She’d wanted to be with Fluttershy without a dick. At least once. Fluttershy had taken to it like a fish to water. Eventually, Fluttershy had come up with a list. Of kinks. For her. To use on Rainbow. Yesterday’s kink... bondage. Rainbow had been tied to the bed, blind folded, with a cock ring on, tight. So tight she’d been so built up before Fluttershy eventually took it off that she thought her balls would explode. Last night’s kink had been slightly easier to manage. At least Rainbow could still feel her legs.

“By the way Rainbow... where’s Amore?” Fluttershy asked and Dash flicked her tail, revealing a pair of dangling white-ish pink legs sticking out of her rear. “Has she... been in there all day?”

“No. I take her out when I need to go to the bathroom, but she goes right back in.” Dash said as her wing reached around and tugged the gasping Alicorn from her rear. “Wanna put her somewhere else?” Dash asked and Fluttershy blushed crimson and nodded.

“Rainbow Dash!” A very angry voice shouted and Dash looked up, her eyes wide, as her Captain, Spitfire, strode into the house. “Do you want to explain to me why you’ve been missing practice for three months!!!” Spitfire shouted and Dash literally dropped Amore. Fluttershy’s quick thinking kept the Princess from smacking the floor, or being seen after tucking the tiny alicorn into her shirt.

“Ah... well... about that... um...”

“Get your rear in gear and get dressed in your flight suit Crash. We’ve got practice and a show to do. Today.” Spitfire snapped and Dash leapt into action, racing into the bedroom to get dressed. “I thought you were keeping her in line Fluttershy.” Spitfire said and Fluttershy shrugged, squeezing her breasts together to keep Amore from sliding further down. “Today Crash!” Spitfire shouted and Rainbow raced down the steps, tugging the zipper of her flight suit up. Spitfire’s eyes slid down to a specific part and Rainbow paled. “Crash...”

“Yes ma’am?”

“Do you have a dick now?”

“Y...yes... ma’am...”

“So you’ve been missing practice... for three months... to get a dick!?” Spitfire shouted and Dash winced. She expected a further tongue lashing, only for Spitfire to suck in a deep breath, let it out slowly, and shake her wings slightly. “Let it go Spitfire... calm... relax... you’ll go grey by thirty at this rate...” She said to herself before looking at Rainbow. “Alright Crash. There’s nothing we can do about it so you’ll just have to fly with it. Now let’s go.” Spitfire said as she took off out the door. Rainbow kissed Fluttershy before following behind her Captain.

Eight hours later, Soarin, Fleetfoot, Flitter, Rainbow and Spitfire all stood or sat at the bench, gasping for breath and collapsed. Spitfire, for her part, had partially unzipped her flight suit and was chugging from a water bottle. Rather than tip it up to avoid getting splashed when she pulled it away from her lips, she let the rest of the water leave the bottle and splash over her front. “Alright Wonderbolts. That was a good show. We have twenty minutes to get showered and changed into fresh suits before we mingle. Rainbow, before you go shower and change, come with me.” Spitfire said and Dash saluted from her place on the ground, gasping for breath, before she pushed herself into a standing position and followed Spitfire to her office.

“Yes... ma’am..?” Dash asked between gasps of air.

“Take a seat Rainbow. And grab yourself an iced water.” Spitfire said as she pulled an iced water from the chest next to her desk. Rainbow helped herself to a bottle and sat down. Rather than taking her seat, Spitfire instead sat on the corner of her desk, legs splayed.

“Am I... suspended?”

“No, you’re not suspended, Dash. Despite being out of practice for three months, you’re still one of our better fliers.”

“Then why...?”

“Because you’re going to fuck me.” Spitfire said and Rainbow’s eyes went wide, her eye brows shooting into her hairline.

“Um... uh... wha...?” Dash said, words no longer possible due to brain malfunction.

“You heard me Crash. You’re going to whip out that stallion meat, bend me over this desk, and breed me like a Manehatten whore.”

“You... wait... you want me to breed you?” Rainbow asked and Spitfire nodded.

“That’s right. I’m in my prime, Crash. Can’t get any primer. I’ve tried dating Soarin. Didn’t work out. Between you and me, his mom is super clingy. Even tried dating Flitter. Until she decided she liked stallions more than mares.”

“So... you...”

“I want to retire on a high note, Crash. Our show next week is supposed to be the best we’ve ever done. If I’m going to retire, I want a future generation wonderbolt growing in my belly.”

“Then... why not tell Soarin? I mean... you tried with him... dating, I mean. Maybe try having a foal with him.” Rainbow said and Spitfire slapped the table hard enough to make Rainbow jump.

“Because, Dash, his mother is a sow of a Pegasus that would take that foal out from under him and raise it to be just as much of a problem as his little brother Rumble.” Spitfire snapped and Rainbow winced. She heard the stories from Scootaloo about how Rumble had nearly ruined the CMC’s Cutie Mark Day Camp simply because he didn’t want to try. “You are the only logical choice.”

“But... there’s Thunderlane, and Sky Streak, and White Wind... and...” Rainbow froze as Spitfire’s hands came down on either side of her.

“Crash, if you don’t shut up and fuck me, I’m going to kick you out of this office so hard any future children you have with Fluttershy will have my boot print on their ass!” Spitfire snapped and Rainbow nodded quickly, standing up and stripping immediately out of her flight suit. Spitfire followed suit and moved to get on the table before flying over to the door, leaving Rainbow grasping at open air. Tugging the door open, Spitfire glared at the three mares and stallion pressing their ears against the open door frame. “SHOWERS! NOW!” Spitfire roared and the four pegasi bolted for the showers.

Rainbow jumped as Spitfire slammed the door, tugging the lock into place, before walking back over to Rainbow Dash. “So... right here on the table? Or... do you want me sitting? Or on the floor?”

“All of the above Crash.” Spitfire said as she pushed Dash against the table, hoisted one of her legs up and speared herself on Dash’s shaft.

Pegasi would tell stories of the wild beasts that had broken into Captain Spitfire’s office for years. The growls, grunts, howls and shrieks from that office had sounded like a herd of wild manticores were having an orgy. Spitfire got what she wanted, and then some. Six months after she and Dash had their little affair, which Dash and Spitfire promptly told Fluttershy about, Spitfire passed the mantle of Captain on to Rainbow Dash. As the new Captain of the Wonderbolts, Rainbow made sure Spitfire’s training methods didn’t go to waste. Nor did she allow the Wonderbolts to fall into disarray. With Soarin, Fleetfoot and Flitter’s help, as well as Spitfire coaching from the sidelines while heavy with a baby, Rainbow lead the Wonderbolts into their most prosperous season ever.

It was just after Rainbow’s final show of the season that Spitfire gave birth. The filly, whom Spitfire named after the greatest Wonderbolt, Firefly, had a bright blue coat and a fiery pink and red mane and tail. Fluttershy and Spitfire shared mom duties while Rainbow ran the Wonderbolts. On her days off, Rainbow spent every waking minute with Firefly and her two lovers. One thing, however, which the doctors kept from the three mares, was the abnormality in Firefly’s blood.

“This is going to be interesting...” Twilight said to herself, looking over the file the doctors had sent her.

“Name: Firefly Dash. Gender: Female/Male. Race: Pegasus.” Twilight smirked as she stared at the gender line. Little Firefly... was born a futa.

Author's Note

And here we go. It's relatively short at only 1559 words... but that's including the title on the document itself. Without that... it's only 1557. But here ya go. Rainbow claims her idol.

Small Edit: Read through the chapters of this story and give Rainbow another target. For future reference, her NEXT target is already chosen. You'll have to wait and see who it is.