The Mane Circle

As the time went on, the mares started to rub themselves respectively, each and their own caressing their supple folds one way or another. Rainbow Dash, feeling her own orgasm creeping up on her gave a soft grunt, noticing Rarity doing the same a few seconds later, so the pegasus decided to speak up. “Hey girls, I know this is a competitive game, that none has cum yet, but I am very close myself, and from some body language of other’s some of you are too. How about we just all decide to drink? Just split it in six and take a chug? I mean, that way all would get some, none would get targeted. Plus, this is the first time we do this, and the first of Twi’s slumber parties we are all here on. This way, we’d remove the way for anyponyy to look back at it as either an annoyance that they lost, or a ‘Hey, you gals remember when x lost at Twilight’s slumber party?” It’s just overall make this a better night to remember in my opinion.

The sound of furious clopping died down for a few minutes, bar from the strange, inequine noises Pinkie made, but no mare dared to check what the pink pony was actually up to. It took a few more moments of awkward non-silence before Twilight herself broke it. “Actually, I agree with you Rainbow, thought, I have to say, I didn’t expect you to give such a suggestion, but it’s actually very true. While Rarity and Applejack strengthened their friendship that day, it will still be remembered for that, alongside with all the bickering they did. And I’ve had great experiences before that were kinda ruined by singling out one pony. Like the time I was at that summer camp, and I lost a bet the last night before we went home, so I had to go skinny dip. Now, it wouldn’t be such a problem as it was summer, but we were at this place around a day up with train where it was snow, so it was a really cold lake, and everypony saw me naked... and-”

Applejack was about to state the obvious when Pinkie let out a squeal of joy, shorty followed by the sound of liquid hitting the bowl, several wet squelches could be heard,shortly followed by a honk of some instrument. Again, nopony wanted to check what the hay was going on back there. “Erh... long story short, while it was a great camp, that sole moment is mostly what ponies remember it for, and it kinda ruins it for me. Since when thinking of the trip as a whole, that is what comes to my mind the first thing. Not any of the actually good stuff. So Rainbow is right, while we are good friends, it could likely turn into that, and it would make the night and memory less enjoyable one pony... unless it was Pinkie Pie that lost, but she already painted the inside of the bowl... again Pinkie, this is the cake night all over again! How do you mistake a normal container of milk with a bottle that explicitly states ‘Mammary Milk’?” The violet unicorn let out a sigh of annoyance and shook her head as her reply was yet another honk.

Not wanting the awkward moment to start, Rarity broke the incoming silence by coughing in a ladylike manner. “Well dearies, I have to agree with Twilight in agreeing with our flamboyant friends... unexpectedly bright idea...”

The statement case a certain pegasus to call out defensively. “Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?” She spun her head around to face the white mare, only to quickly whip her head back, noticeably paler than a few seconds ago, wishing dearly she had not seen what she thought she saw. When it came to Pinkie, one did not want to get involved with her sexually unless one was ready to take the risk of wishing blach was sold for convenience of purging your brain of what you just experienced.

“Nothing dear.” The pristine designer replied. “As we were saying, I am actually close my own climax, so I wouldn’t oppose this idea, what about you girls?” After a short exchange of words, and ignoring a ‘It tickles!’ from Pinkie, hoping to Celestia that she was talking to herself, the all started to rub themselves properly again, not just fiddling around as to not lose their arousal.

It only took around one and a half minute before all mares were near the edge. “Darnit gals, are ya ready soon? Ah am about to burst over here. Ah don’t like orgasm denial, I’m not used to messing around, I get straight to the point once I’m loosened up. No need to beat around the bush unless you need to. And don’t give me a ‘Just gimme a moment’, ya used that half a minute ago!” The orange earth pony panted rapidly, seeming to be much more irritable than usual.

“I’m sorry...” a meek voice replied. “I’m just not very good at rushing this, I usually have at least an hour to prepare myself for my alone time...” The maize-coloured pegasus did her best to stimulate herself using her wings and a vibrator with a dolphin at the base.

“Chillax AJ, I’ve been tipping around the edge for almost two minutes, I don’t think it’s so bad, you almost sound like you’re in ‘that week’ of a season hehe.” Rainbow only got a snort back in reply. “Besides, Flutters, you are supposed to turn the vibrator ON for it to work, you’re using it like a dildo for Pete’s sake.” Dash swished her tail, momentarily removing the mare model fleshlite from her own sex as to not go over the edge just yet.

It didn’t go more than a dozen additional seconds before the pink maned mare squeaked out. “G-girls... I’m about to cum...” The pegasus thrusts became slightly sporadic and her squeaking increased.

Twilight tilted her mane to the side, brushing it out from her field of view, her mane somehow taking on a frazzled look, despite being fine just a few minutes ago. “R-right? Everypony ready?” There was a collective moaned murmur, as shortly after, almost in unison, six mares cried out in various tones and vocabulary, one making no sounds at all bar from a long hiss as all of their jizz streaked out from their marehoods, strand by strand adding to the volume of the bowl. In the middle of the commotion, Pinkie Pie couldn’t help but to noticed that Pinkie Pie, despite already having blown her load, was standing with the group and again, adding new streams of thick, milky lubricant to the bowl. Thankfully, to all involved, she was just using her hoof to get off this time.

Once the last drops had been released, all mares let out a collective sigh of relief as they all turned to face the bowl, which wasn’t there... instead they were met with six relatively small mugs filled halfway with their combined, and already mixed together, as was noticeable due to the amount of different colour and consistency in them, several strands of the thicker lubricant was visible swirling around in the steins. They were all about to ask for how the hay this happened (bar from one particular party pony), but upon seeing the big grin on a bubbly mares face, they all thought better of it and just remained silent.

“Yarr! Come now mateyes! Grab ye cupper and have some supper!” Twilight had to do her best to not try and question where Pinkie had found a pirate outfit in the middle of the night, in her home nonetheless.

“Pinkie! That doesn’t even- ugh... forget it...” The unicorn sighed and admitted defeat. Besides, her books said that everything was better with pirates, so... Everypony took a stein, making sure to avoid eye contact with Captain Pinkbeard. “Anyhow, so girls? You ready for something with a Dash of excitement to it, for those loyal, a honest buck of Apple, a laughable portion of Pie, yet a kind sample of something that Flutters on your tongue, that also has something magical to it, that just makes it Sparkle, along with coming in a generous amount, a Rarity indeed.“ Twilight gave a cheesy grin and tossed the slip of paper away, this time leaving Pinkie flabbergasted as the rest of her friends gave a very varied array of responses to the whole speech, all however being positive to some extent.

The unicorn gave a cough and straightened her posture. “Aaanyhow, how about we take and drink these baddies?” She shot her friends a confident grin, telekinetically raising her stein, her friends following her example, as they call, including Pinkie, whom seemed to regain her composure with an astonishing rate. They all clinked their glasses in unison, giving a collective cheer of ‘For Friendship!’ and started to chug down the content. Quite surprisingly, every mare reacting different to the taste, after a short while they all were done with their drink, putting the steins back down.

“Boy howdy, tha’ was something different than cider ah tell you.” The farmer face was still slightly scrunched up as she spoke. The rest of her friends giggle and agreed. The night quickly calmed down after that, but still kept a good pace as they all chatted and talked about the evenings experiences, some saying they’d love to try something like it again, others stating they’d likely regret it in the morning and some just not that willing to talk about it at the moment. But after a few more hours of activities, chat and play, all the mares soon fell asleep, none of them really regretting what was done, but all happy from the nights activities nonetheless.

Directors cut: “Haha!” Pinkbeard explained. “You fools! Did none of you suspect the punch to be spiked? Well it was! Ahahaha! Soon you will all fall asleep, and we will have the slumber party at MY house, like we should have!” Her friends stared at her in disbelief.

“B-But Pinkie, why?” Rarity cried out as she toppled over.

“Uh, du’h, I just told you. Since you decided to be grumpy pants and voted for Twilight’s house.”

“Yes! We did, because she has an entire library to her disposal. Not just ONE room. And just you wait till I get you,I will... I will...” the cerulean pegasus toppled over with a thud.

“Oh! this is going to be so much fun! We can draw coochies on the mare falling asleep first! We can play hide and seek! Oh, oh! And pin the tail on the pony! I have an adult rated version of that game!” The pink spazztic ball of sugar and Celestia knew what bounced around the room.

Two more of her friends fell down unconscious as the last one struggled to stay up. “B-but Pinkie... you also drank from the bowl... or did you simply not drug your own stien? Y-you even took seconds, despite there being nothing left in the bowl...”

“Oh, I just took straight from the tap, and- oh wait... I DID also drink from that. Oh darn...” Pinkie collapsed in a tangled mess of costume, mane and mare, giving off a gurgling noise as she slumped to the floor. Shortly followed by Fluttershy.

There fell a deafening silence over the library as Gummy moonwalked over the moonlit floor in the moonlight. Noticing everypony was out cold, the alligator stretched himself upright and took on a pair of sunglasses and a cigar, along with a cell phone and quickly tapped in a number, waiting a few seconds. “Yo Perry? Gummy here, it looks like I can make it to the meeting tonight after all... yeah I know right? Who’d have thought? Jake’s coming? Ah well, he better stay out of my salty licorice praliner... oh? She did? Well, say hi from me. I gotta go now though, have to check if Mr Nocturnal, aka: “Who” wants to tag along... yeah I will, peace.” Gummy swaged towards the perch the Owl usually resided on when a gasp came from behind him.

“Gummy! You know how to moonwalk? I mean; You can talk?” The pink mare behind him was ecstatic.

“Pinkie, you’re still unconscious... you’re not supposed to remember any of this” Gummy deadpanned at the mare.

“Oh yeah... silly me, haha, sorry Gummy!” the party pony collapsed in a heap once more as Gummy facepalmed and mumbled something under his breath as she walked out of the house after noticing Owlicious wasn’t anywhere in the house, he could give a quick look around the town and nearby forest. After all, the night was still young.

~The end.

“Am I still unconscious?”

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“Guys?... hello?”

Gummy Wins. Flawless Victory.Haytality.