A crowd stood around the entrance to the Maretropolis Police Precinct. The police captain stood behind a podium addressing the crowd. He looked like an older version of Flash, with navy blue hair and a neatly trimmed mustache. Several reporters fired off questions at him.

“So, what can you tell us about the recent attacks from the Diamond Dog gang and these costumed perverts?”

“Is there a connection to the disappearances and the break in at the Maretropolis Museum?”

“Do we know the reason behind these attacks?”

Captain Valerius raised a hand and the reporters quieted. “Investigations are currently underway. We don’t know what connection, if any, there is between the Diamond Dogs and the costumed assailants.”

“What about the superhero, Matter-Horn, who’s been going around fighting these endowed criminals? There are rumors that these people are exhibitionists and perverts. There’s even a video of the museum fight on the internet displaying this hero engaged in adult behavior with the criminals.”

“Videos are sent around the internet all the time,” Valerius quickly answered. “The one most viewed by the public was likely altered by someone to make it seem as if that was the case.”

“What about the footage of the two women grinding against one of Matter-Horn’s associates in the West Park?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Okay, that’s enough,” Flash Magnus said muting the television. He sat behind his desk with his nephew Flash Sentry and his partner Brawly across from him.

“I take it you didn’t call us in here to watch the captain spin for the media, sergeant?” Brawly said.

“No, detective, I didn’t,” he said with a sigh, massaging his temples. “I called the two of you in here to ask about the Diamond Dog case and if we have any leads.”

“Unfortunately, we don’t have any,” Flash answered. “Things would’ve been fairly cut-and-dry until they started teaming up with that one called Trixie. Now, it’s all over the place. I can’t figure who their new alpha may be, and they’re stealing hi-tech equipment as well. The break-in at the museum is also bizarre.” He leafed through the case file, quickly looking at the objects stolen. “The Star of Saddle Arabia sorta makes sense given their proclivity for cash and jewelry, but with the theft of that laser-drill-thing…I have no idea what’s going on there.”

“You think there’s something else going on here?” Magnus asked him.

“I can’t say for certain, sergeant. With the numerous bank robberies from them, it’s almost as if they’re stealing for someone else.”

“The question is who?” Brawly added. “Then there’s the attacks from the crazy exhibitionist group. There doesn’t seem to be any connection between them and the Diamond Dogs, but as Flash said, the one name Trixie has apparently teamed up with them. Plus, there’s the matter of Matter-Horn and her group. They’ve been intervening with the appearances of the exhibitionists and the Dogs for about a month and a half now, but we don’t know if they’re on our side or not.”

Magnus sat back in his seat and thought for a moment. He knew Matter-Horn and her group were on their side, but he couldn’t just come out and say that. It would raise a lot of questions he didn’t want to answer. At least, not yet. For now, keeping his nephew in the dark about this was for the best. The less he knew the safer he was. Magnus prayed to the goddess that Celestia had a plan in mind. He didn’t want a repeat of twenty years ago.

“Alright, that’s all for now. You are dismissed,” he finally said.

Flash and Brawly stood and proceeded to leave the office.

“Wait, Detective Valerius, a word with you,” Magnus said.

“Go ahead, I’ll catch up with you,” Flash said to Brawly. He waited until his partner left and closed the door. “What is it, sergeant?”

“You find any leads on the Solanus case?”

“Unfortunately, no,” he said with a dour expression. “I checked the library liked you suggested, but that proved to be a dead end. The only ‘Solanus’ that worked there was a Sunglow Flicker. So, I’m back to square one.”

Magnus looked down at the ring on his right hand. A golden shield with a bright red gem imbedded in the center. He wanted to say so much to Flash, but he held his tongue. “I’m sorry it turned out to be nothing. Hopefully, you can find something.”

“Thanks, sergeant. I’ll be going now.”

Flash left the office leaving Magnus alone. The older officer held his head in his hands and let out a sigh. “Oh, Celestia. What should I do?”

“Hey, man. What was that about?” Brawly asked Flash.

“Oh, he was just asking about the Solanus case. There’s nothing really,” Flash said shrugging.

“Sorry about that, Flash. I know you loved her,” Brawly said putting a hand on his shoulder.

“I just wish I knew why she disappeared,” he said as they walked towards the door. “I thought everything was going great.”

“Yeah, she was an amazing chick. You’ll find her, don’t worry. And if you don’t, there’s that one chick you’ve been talking to.”

“Who? Twilight?” Flash said loudly. “She’s just an employee at that library. Why would you bring her up?”

“Oh, her? I was referring to Matter-Horn. There’s so much sexual tension between you two,” Brawly teased.

“Shut up, dude! No there isn’t,” Flash said defensively shoving his partner.

“HAHA! Suuure.”

Twilight dashed around the library room making sure everything was in order. She checked the table with refreshments for the fifth time. She restacked the pile of board games and rechecked the flatscreen television she purchased at Spike’s urging.

“Okay, chips, fruit salad, veggie platter. They’re good. Drinks are chilled to the optimum temperature so as not to upset anyone with sensitive teeth. The television is working. Good, everything’s good. Just waiting on Pinkie to get back with the pizzas. How many did she said she ordered? Will it be enough?”

“Twi, relax,” Spike said reaching for the bowl of chips. “It’s a sleepover, not an exam. There’s no need to panic.”

“AH! No touching,” she swatted away his hand. “Wait until our guests arrive. And I have every right to be nervous. This is my first sleepover. I want everything to go perfectly. But what if it doesn’t? What if someone chokes on the baby carrots? Or maybe someone’s allergic to the dip? Or worse; Love Bunny attacks while we just lie about and have fun. Spike! We need to take it all down! WE NEED TO-!!!”

“TWI! Breathe,” Spike said grabbing her shoulders. “Everything’s going to be alright. Nothing bad will happen. There won’t be any chokings, or allergic reactions, and there definitely won’t be any attacks from that maniac. Just relax and have a good time.”

The young librarian stopped and inhaled. She held her breath for a moment before slowly exhaling. It helped a bit. Twilight was grateful for Spike, even if she didn’t say it too often. He could get on her nerves and generally be a pest, but he was honestly a huge help to her. Twilight couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by this new lifestyle that was forced upon her; superpowers, supervillains, a whole world that was previously unknown to her? If Spike hadn’t been there, she probably wouldn’t have made it as far as she did.

“Thanks, Spike,” she said hugging him. “For everything.”

“Uh…sure. No problem,” he said hugging her back.

They stood there for a moment in silence. Twilight felt comforted knowing Spike was here to support her. Spike felt awkward with his sister turning into a sexy superhero with gigantic tits, but he ultimately stood by her.

“Oooh, if I know this was gonna be a hugging party, I would’ve gotten here sooner,” a woman’s voice suddenly said.

Twilight and Spike pulled away from each other and turned to see Pinkie in the doorway. The plump woman stood there with a huge grin on her face and half a dozen pizzas in her arms.

“Pinkie! How long have you been there?” Twilight said loudly.

“Not long. But I did see you holding each other for quite a while there. Looked like things were gonna get steamy,” she said setting the pizzas on the table.

“Nothing was going to happen. We were just showing familial affection, that’s all,” Twilight said defensively.

“Phht, relax. I was just teasing you. I didn’t think anything was going to happen,” Pinkie said bouncing over to them. “Buuut I wouldn’t be surprised if something did, considering that Spike has a ‘large caliber weapon’.” She gave him a playful wink.

“GEEZ, PINKIE!!” Spike shouted.

“Anyway,” Twilight said trying to steer the conversation away from her brother’s genitalia, “Pinkie, why did you get so many pizzas? Isn’t this a bit much?”

“What are you talking about? This isn’t a lot!” the pink-haired baker waved off Twilight. “I got pizzas for everyone. Pepperoni for Fluttershy; deep-dish with mushrooms for Dashy; apple and bacon for A.J.; Neoponitan for Rarity; extra cheese for me; meat-lovers for Spike; and pepper and onions for you, Twilight.”

“I still feel like that’s too much pizza.”

“You gonna say no to leftover pizza?” Spike said nudging her with his elbow. “Besides, isn’t it better to have too much than too little?”

“I suppose. But this feels like too much. Pinkie, how can I repay you?” Twilight said reaching for her purse.

“Twilight, stop. You don’t have to pay back anything,” Pinkie said tossing her purse away. “This is a gift for you. We’re celebrating your arrival to Maretropolis!”

“Yeah, think of it as a welcoming party, as well as making up for never having or being invited to a sleepover.”

“A welcoming party two months later? You guys are silly,” she said shaking her head. “But thank you. This means a lot.”

“IT’S GONNA BE A LOT OF FUN!!!” Pinkie shouted pulling her blue party-cannon from nowhere, firing it. Confetti, balloons, and streamers littered the room. “OH, YEAH!!”

“Okay, just be careful with that thing. Don’t want anyone losing an eye,” Twilight said shaking confetti from her hair.

“Where did she get that?” Spike muttered to himself.

Love Bunny sat on her throne overlooking her subjects. Her mind was buzzing with thoughts: What to do with Matter-Horn and her group? What to do with Trixie and the Diamond Dogs? How to amass more power without arousing suspicion? This is what kept her so busy. And now there was the man operating with Matter-Horn to think about. How does he factor into everything?

“Mistress? May I have a moment of your time?” a woman with curly orange hair said as she approached the throne.

“Very well, Orange Sherbette,” she said with a sigh. “I need a distraction right now.”

“Well, the girls and I have been talking,” she started, “And we were wondering if you’d be okay with a change of location?”

“A change of location? You mean move our operation to someplace new?” she said crossing a leg.

“Yes, Mistress. That’s exactly what I mean,” Sherbette continued nervously. “You see, this place kinda…sucks. It’s cold, there aren’t enough beds to go around, plus it’s way out from the city. Trying to get anywhere from here takes forever.”

The bimbo queen thought about what her subject said. It’s true this place did lack certain creature comforts she would absolutely enjoy. To be honest, she chose this location because she could store those things easily. A big empty warehouse that she could put up barriers to ward off undesirables. It seemed like such an obvious thing to do at first. But looking at it now, it just seems too big.

“Alright, I’ll allow it,” Love Bunny finally said. “Take someone with you and be discreet. We don’t need any unwanted attention.”

“Really, you mean it? Excellent!!” Sherbette said pumping her fist. “Okay, Cold Forecast, let’s go!”

The tall woman with long teal hair stepped forward. She had an absent-minded look on her face and seemed almost perplexed that she was called on.

“Me? You want me to go with you?”

“Of course. Who else would I choose?”

“I thought I told you to be discreet?”

“Don’t worry, Mistress. We will be.”

The green gem on her head flashed and both women were suddenly wearing casual outfits and could easily blend in with a crowd.

“Forecast might be tall, but she won’t draw too many looks, unlike some of us,” Sherbette gave her fellow bimbos a smug look.

“Hey! I can be dis-whatever if I want to be!” the peach-haired woman with massive breasts yelled indignantly. She grabbed her huge assets and made a face.

The tall muscular blond woman put a hand on her shoulder and shook her head. “Melon, we all know you love your tits too much to want to hide them. ‘Sides, Sherbette always had a soft spot for Forecast.”

“(sigh) Yeah, that’s true. I love my boobies,” Melon said hugging her flesh globes.

“If we wanted discreet, why doesn’t Zephyr or Diwata go with Sherbette?” Alizarin spoke up. “Hell, even I would be a better choice. My tits aren’t that big.”

“Meh, I don’t care either way,” the forest-green haired woman said, not bothering to move. “So long as we get some place cozy.”

“We still get to fuck, right?” Diwata asked looking up from doing her nails.

“Are we quite done here?” Love Bunny said rubbing her temple.

“Yes, Mistress. We are. Let’s go, Forecast!” Sherbette said slapping the woman on the arm.

“Oh, uh…okay?”

The two women left the building and began their search.

“So, where should we start first?” Forecast asked her friend.

“Hmm, I hadn’t really thought about that,” Sherbette said raising an eyebrow. “Let’s just go with our instincts. It’ll be like old times, back in the academy before we joined Love Bunny.”

(GrrrooOOOoowwlll) Forecast’s stomach rumbled

“My instinct is telling me to get food.”

“Alright! Let’s stop for some grub then begin looking.”

“Hey, guys! Hope I’m not late!” Rainbow Dash said as she entered the room. “Whoa! Sweet place you’ve got here!”

“No, you’re fine. It’s only a little past five,” Twilight reassured her. “Come in, make yourself comfortable. We’re just waiting on Applejack and Rarity, now.”

“Oh, AJ’s right behi-“

“C’mon, Dash. Outta th’ way!” the blond farmer hollered as she pushed past the petite woman. She had two kegs over her shoulders. “Hey, Twilight?! Where’d ya want me ta put theez?”

“Oh, um…you can set them next to the refreshment table over there.”

“What is it?” Spike said moving closer.

“She brought cider for the party. And not just any cider; the good stuff her family makes. Oh, yeah! Gonna get crunk!!” Dash answered excitedly flying into the air.

“Settle down, Dash!” Applejack cried from across the room. “It’s a sleepover, not a party. And it’s Twilight’s first. So, behave.”

“It’s a sleepover party, AJ! So, I repeat myself, gonna get CRUNK!!!”

“(sigh) whatever. Yo, Spike! You twenty-one?!” she called to the green-haired man.

“No! I won’t be until August!”

“Alright, good thing I brought both! This one here is the hard stuff!” she pointed to the keg the had a big red sticker with an ‘!’ on it.

“Gotcha!”

Dash floated down to Pinkie and pulled two DVD’s out of her jacket. “Brought the movies you asked for. ‘Galactic Battle’ and ‘Terror on Dream Avenue’.”

“Awesome! This sleepover party is gonna be the best!!” Pinkie screamed bouncing up and down.

“Yeah, you know it!” Dash joined in shooting electricity from her hands. “Say, Ponk, you look a bit different. You do something?”

“Oh, um, I did get a haircut the other day. Maybe that’s it?” Pinkie said nervously putting the movies next to the television.

“No, that’s not it. can’t quite put my finger on it.”

“Haha! It’s probably just your imagination! Come on, let’s get something to drink.”

“Yeah! Let’s get started on that cider!!”

“Really, Dash?” Applejack said raising an eyebrow. “Not even gonna wait fer evrywun t’ git here b’fore ya start on that cider?”

(beep beep)

“Oh, just got a text from Rarity,” Pinkie said pulling out her phone. “She’s running late. Work related. Go ahead and start without her.”

“Hey, she said it’s alright,” Dash gave Applejack a smug look and bolted for the kegs.

Sherbette and Forecast strolled through Maretropolis after stopping by a hotdog vender. The orange-haired woman had finished her food while the tall woman was still eating hers.

“Hmm, you know? I like hotdogs,” Forecast started taking another bite, “But I would prefer to be eating a cock instead.”

“I know what ya mean,” Sherbette said looking up at her friend. “Gimme a big ol’ dong, put a bit of mustard and relish, then hrrg!” she bobbed her head a few times then laughed loudly.

“Ooh, don’t say that. You’ll get me all horny,” she said sliding the rest of her meal down her throat. “Kinda want to find a guy to fuck.” Forecast raised a hand and it started glowing.

Sherbette saw this and immediately grabbed her arm. “Hey! Stop that! Look, I’m feeling the itch, too. But we can’t just go around fucking dudes. Mistress told us to be discreet.”

“Can’t we just have a quickie?” Forecast said pouting a little. “I mean, it couldn’t hurt to do a guy in some back alley?”

The orange-haired woman knew how she felt. She could easily fuck any of the guys back at their lair, but they were starting to feel dull. They needed something new. Something fresh. With Love Bunny putting a temporary halt on collecting new people, they couldn’t do that. Sherbette understood why mistress did that, but it was still frustrating.

“Tell you what?” Sherbette said giving Forecast a smile. “If there’s some time later, we’ll find some guy and fuck his brains out.”

Forecast’s face lit up. “You mean it?”

“You bet.”

“YAY!!” Forecast bounced on her feet and clapped her hands.

“Hold your horses. Let’s find a place first.”

“Oh, um…okay.” Forecast looked around and pointed. “How about that place?”

Sherbette turned to look where she was pointing. “Sweetie, that’s a gym. But I like your enthusiasm.”

The two women continued down the block.

“No, Coco, I want you to use the turquoise fabrics. Not the teal ones,” Rarity chatted on her phone as she ascended the stairs in the library. She followed the party balloons to her destination. “Yes, the one with the paisley pattern. Alright, darling, I’ll have to leave you,” she said putting her phone in her purse. “Phew! Does this place have enough stairs?”

The statuesque woman stopped in front of the door that was decorated with ribbons and a large sign that read ‘PARTY IN HERE’. Rarity shook her head at Pinkie’s tendency to go overboard with the color. She quickly fixed her hair then opened the door.

“Sorry I’m late, everyone. Work related issue,” she said gliding over the threshold. “I had to restitch an entire dress by hand, left the rest to my assistant. Then I had to rush home and feed Opal. Traffic was not the best today, either.”

“Too bad she didn’t have one of these…” Pinkie mumbled to Twilight showing off the gold bracelet with a small blue gem on her wrist. “Would’ve made the trip much easier.”

“Hush you,” Twilight hissed grabbing her arm. “They can’t know about these.”

“What was that Twilight?” Rarity said from across the room.

“I said, you’re not too late!” the librarian quickly covered herself. “We only just started eating. Though, Dash is on her second cup of cider.”

“WOOOO! LET’S GOOOO!!!” Dash hollered, throwing her hands up and spilling some of her drink.

“No surprise there,” Rarity said pouring herself some sparkling water. “So, how is everyone doing? Spike, you haven’t set yourself on fire again, have you?”

“N-no, I haven’t,” Spike stammered. “It was just that one time.”

“When were you on fire?!” Twilight said in a concerned voice.

“A few weeks ago. My hoodie sleeve got to close to a candle. No harm done,” he said trying to brush it off.

“Please tell me about these things, okay?”

“Okay, mom. I will.”

“All good here, Rarity,” Applejack said. “Farm’s alright, and the new hired hand is quite…handy.”

“Been quiet with the Wonderbolts,” Dash piped up. “Ol’ Spitty has been on edge recently. Trying to get this gig. It’ll all work out. Always does.”

“Not much happening at the vet clinic,” Fluttershy said. “Dash stopped by the other day with Tank because he was constipated. Turns out he ingested some Styrofoam.”

“It’s all super fun at Sugarcube Corner!” Pinkie said loudly bouncing up and down. “Baking all those sweets for people. Mmm-mm!”

“That’s good,” Rarity said serving herself a slice of pizza. “And how about you, Twilight?”

“Fhey’re goo,” she answered through a mouthful of food before swallowing. “We’re currently reorganizing and updating the library’s catalog. Given how extensive that is, it’s taken some time. Though I believe it should be ready to reopen mid-summer.”

“How exciting. I can imagine how exhausting that must be. Though it’s odd,” Rarity said taking a bite of her food.

“What’s odd?” Spike said.

“I remember this place being open years ago. I even visited it for a field trip when I was in the seventh grade. Then it just mysteriously closed. No idea what happened.” She took another bite of her pizza. “Mm, Rudy’s sure knows how to make pizza.”

“Now that you mention it, Rarity, I remember going on a field trip to this place too,” Applejack interjected. “That was how you, me and Pinkie met.”

“Like I’ve told the others, I don’t know,” she shrugged. “The only thing I know is the current owner purchased the building and wants to restore it. I was just hired to help with that and later work here. Other than that, I don’t know.” This was half true. She knew Raven wanted to get the library up and running again, but details about it were a mystery.

They all sat in silence for several seconds eating. Finally, Pinkie jumped up and shouted.

“HEY! So, what do we wanna do first? Charades? Jumbo Jenga? Early Excavator? Or any of the board games I brought,” she said skipping across the room and pulled up a pile of gams. “Or we could watch one of the movies?”

“Geez, how many games did you bring, darling?” Rarity said.

“Uh, let’s see. I think it was ten? We don’t have to play all of them.”

“What movies did you have in mind?” Fluttershy asked.

“Galactic Battle and Terror on Dream Avenue!” Dash answered rising into the air.

“Oh, not this movie again, Dash,” Applejack sighed shaking her head. “We’ve watched Galactic Battle at least a dozen times.”

“Well, this one’s the extended director’s cut,” she shot back. “With all the cut scenes restored and added back in.”

“Seriously?!” Spike said excitedly. “I’ve been meaning to watch that. I heard it’s the definitive way to watch the movie.”

“Ho ho! You’ll just have to see for yourself!” Dash rushed over to Spike and shook his shoulders.

“HELL YEAH!! My vote’s for Galactic Battle. We can watch Dream Avenue later.”

“Aw yeah! That’s two for GB!” Dash shouted pumping her fist in the air. “Flutters, what’s your vote?”

“Oh, I don’t mind, either way…” Fluttershy said trailing off.

“Okay, that makes three. Just need one more for majority.”

“…I really wanted to play Whacky Aces…” Fluttershy mumbled to herself.

Dash flew over to Twilight and Pinkie. “So, what about you two?” she said with a large grin on her face.

“It’s whatever,” Twilight said finishing her slice of pizza. “I was never into that kinda stuff anyway.”

“Everyone else is going with Galactic Battle, so I will too!” Pinkie said loudly.

“YES! Let’s do this!!”

Not even bothering to ask for Rarity’s vote, Dash flew over to the DVD player and popped the disc for Galactic Battle in. As the movie booted up. everyone turned their chairs to face the television.

“Well, Ah’ve seen this movie more times than Ah care to admit,” Applejack said standing up. “Say, Twilight? Where’s your restroom? Gotta take care o’ bizniz.”

“Oh, there’s one in my room. It’s the door on the left over there,” she pointed to her bedroom. “It’s the one in the corner. There’s also one in Spike’s bedroom, if mine isn’t available.”

“You don’t have to worry!” Spike shouted across the room. “You won’t find anything…unsavory there.”

“Heh, tha’s very kind o’ ya,” she said fidgeting with her Stetson, “But do ya have any that are more…prahvit?”

“Oh, yeah! I forgot!” Dash hollered suddenly, zipping over to them. “AJ here’s a shy pooper. Doesn’t want anyone to hear her when she goes. She even got constipated this one time.”

“DASH!!” Applejack screamed, looking as if she were about to kill the rainbow-haired woman. “Ah told ya tha in prahvit!”

“Oops, was that a secret? Sorry,” Dash said backing off.

“(sigh) Well, she ain’t wrong,” Applejack grumbled. “So, is there another restroom Ah coul’ use?”

“There’s one on the other side of the rotunda,” Twilight told her.

“Thanks.”

Applejack jogged to the bathrooms and quickly stepped into one of the stalls. She locked the door and sat down on the toilet. After a moment she reached into her boot and pulled out a dildo and a small tube of lube. They were a gift from Constance. He told her to have it on hand if she ever needed to release.

The blonde woman squirted some lube onto the dildo then began prepping herself. She massaged her labia with her fingers and teased her clitoris. Applejack’s face began to flush, and she let out soft moans. She paused for a moment and listened. Satisfied that nobody was nearby, Applejack took the dildo and pressed it against her wet pussy. However, before she continued, she pulled out her phone and made a call.

“C’mon. c’mon. Pick up already,” she murmured.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“So, anyway,” Constance said standing in the kitchen at Sweet Apple Acres, “I’m standing knee deep in sewage looking for that dog collar, when Capper runs up behind me and dumps a bucket of fish guts on my head. And that’s how I joined Beta-Theta-Pi.”

Big Mac, Granny Smith, and Apple Bloom all erupt into laugher. The elderly woman laughed so hard her dentures flew out of her mouth.

“Wait, Ah dun getit,” Apple Bloom said looking around.

Just then, Constance’s phone began to ring. “Oh, that’s me. Just a second,” he said pulling out his phone. “Hello? Yeah, speaking. Uh-huh. Okay. I’ll have to take this outside. We can pick this up later.”

Constance left out the back door and dashed for the barn loft.

“Hey, sorry about that, sweetcheeks. I was with your family. Had to make a speedy exit,” he said climbing the stairs to the loft. “So, you need to hear my voice? It’s gonna cost you, dirty girl.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hush up and start talkin’,” Applejack hissed as she readied her dildo.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Okay, okay. Gimme a sec’.” Constance sat down on his bed and rubbed his crotch. “Ahem, so, this good for you?” he said in a low gravelly voice. “I’ll take your cute whimpers as a yes. Alright, steady now. Don’t get ahead of yourself. Just keep rubbing the tip against your entrance. Nice and slowly.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Applejack did as she was told and moved the dildo up and down, her vagina twitching. She let out soft moans as she did what Constance told her.

[That’s it. Now, only do it going up.]

She complied.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Constance was enjoying this a lot. Applejack would call him from her room in the middle of the night for these phone sex sessions. One time she called from a public restroom during the day. It was fun commanding her to pleasure herself. Never in a million years would he have guessed this stubborn, tough as nails farm gal was a total sub.

“Alright, now I want you to take the dildo, and smack your pussy with it,” he ordered her.

He smiled as he heard the wet sound of rubber against soft flesh. Constance closed his eyes and imagined how Applejack looked. All red with her face scrunched up in that cute way when she’s horny. He chuckled to himself.

“Okay, stop. Now we’re gonna move to the main course,” he said. “Hold the dildo right at the entrance to your vagina.” He waited a moment for her to do so. “Are you in position?”

[Uh-huh.] Applejack whimpered.

“Good, just hold it there ‘til I tell you.”

He pressed the phone to his ear and could hear her labored breathing. Teasing her like this was so much fun. Despite her rough-and-tumble demeanor, Applejack was quite inexperienced and innocent when it came to sex. It was honestly surprising after his first encounter with her. But that only added to her charm.

Satisfied he teased her enough, Constance suddenly shouted, “GO!!!”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Startled by the sudden raising of his voice, Applejack plunged the dildo all the way inside her. Her vagina pulsed and endorphins rushed through her brain. She almost came from that and nearly dropped her phone. The blonde woman braced herself against the wall, trying to not fall off the toilet.

[You okay there, sweetheart?]

Constance’s voice crackled from her phone and brought her back to reality.

“Ah’m fine, ya big jerk,” she said wiping sweat from her brow. “Don’t scream like tha’.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

“HAHA! Aww, what’s the matter? Country gal can’t take this city boy’s teasing?” he said. Constance had his hand down his pants and was thoroughly enjoying himself.

[Jus’ shut up and continue.]

“Alright, if you insist.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Applejack and Constance continued their session, him guiding her along the way. The farmer obediently did as she was told. He wanted more moans? She gave them. Tit play? Of course. He told her to imagine him nibbling her ear, and she swore she could feel him doing that.

“C’mon. pleease let me cum,” she begged ramming the dildo in and out of her pussy. Applejack was reaching her limit and she didn’t think she could hold on much longer.

[Hmmm…I dunno? Have you begged enough?] Constance teased her.

“Please, please, pleeeeease let me cum,” she choked out. Her mind was going crazy.

[Okay, I guess I can let you.]

Receiving his permission, Applejack slammed the dildo into her vagina and let her orgasm take over. Her mind went blissfully blank as she felt the familiar fluttery feeling behind her eyes. She clamped her hand against her mouth so that no one would hear her. Despite how tightly clamped her vagina was on the dildo, she ended up squirting. Her feminine juices splashing against the stall door.

“Hah! Hah! Ah’m gonna git ya back fer tha’,” Applejack said through heavy breathing.

[Oh? And whacha gonna do? Sit on my face?] he asked her. [Please no! Anything but that!]

“Tch,” she scoffed and ended the call.

Applejack cleaned herself and the stall up. She paused for a moment, listening for anyone else. Confident that there was nobody here, she quickly left the restroom. Just as she was turned towards the party room, Applejack heard a voice.

‘Don’t resist it. Embrace who you are.’

“Hullo?!” she cried to the dark, empty library.

Nothing. The building was still and the only thing she could hear were the muffled sounds of the party. The blonde woman shrugged and continued walking.

‘Don’t fight it. Don’t fight it,’ the voice said again.

“WHO’S THERE?!” Applejack hollered. She turned on her heel and moved counterclockwise around the rotunda. The voice slowly became louder.

‘Open yourself up. Become the real you. Let it out.’

Applejack stopped in front of double-doors that were marked ARCHIVES. At once, the voice stopped. Applejack stood in front of the door with a concerned look on her face. She knew she wasn’t allowed into this room, but she felt compelled to look inside. It was as if she was being pulled to it. With a heavy sigh, Applejack reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

“Can I help you with something?”

“AAAHH!!!!” Applejack screamed and jumped a little. She turned to see Raven standing next to her, arms folded. “Ah…thought Ah heard sumthin. Sound like sumone was in thar.”

Raven tilted her head and cocked an eyebrow. “This is quite an old building. Sound tends to travel throughout. You probably just heard the party through one of the vents. Nothing out of the ordinary,” she tried to convince the blonde woman.

“Eh, no. It was…only one person Ah heard. A woman. It sounded like she was both far and near,” Applejack said scratching her head.

The brunette closed her eyes and took a breath. “Well, in interest of sating your interest in this room, I will show you what’s inside.” Raven flung the double-doors open and turned on the light.

Inside was a simple room with several filing cabinets and a few shelves lined with binders. It was an ordinary room.

“Huh, well…’kay then. Guess Ah was jus’ hearin’ things,” Applejack said getting a good look around the room before leaving. “Sorry ‘bout tha’. Must be tired.”

“It’s quite alright,” Raven said locking the doors behind them. “I hope you have an enjoyable time at your party.”

“Uh, righ’. Thanks.”

Raven stood and watched Applejack return to the party. After a moment she returned to the office and sat at the desk.

“So, what was it?” Celestia asked her.

“Just one of Miss Stellanis’ friends. She was trying to get inside the archives room. Said she was hearing a voice,” she said taking her glasses off. “Fortunately, I was able to make her believe it was nothing more than sound travelling through the vents.”

“Hmm, do you think she was hearing that voice?”

“I couldn’t say, mistress. But there is something peculiar about that girl. Her energies are flowing abnormally. Do you think she’s cursed?”

“Cursed? No, this seems different from a curse. But there definitely is something ominous. Like she’s been tainted. It’s possible she had an encounter with one of Love Bunny’s forces and there’s some magic lingering.”

“If that were true, then she could become a danger to herself and everyone,” Raven said eying the crystal ball. “If left unchecked for too long it would corrupt her wholly. She would become creature of desire. Should we intervene?”

Celestia went silent for a moment and thought. While she wanted to reduce any possible damage that Applejack may cause, Celestia also didn’t want to reveal herself and Twilight’s identity if this suspicion turned out to be untrue. The imbalance could simply be caused by her own emotional state. However, Celestia didn’t want to take chances either. “No, let’s just sit back and observe for now. I don’t want to jeopardize Twilight if we happen to be wrong.”

“Very well, mistress,” Raven said bowing her head.

“Oh, and don’t tell Twilight, either. She doesn’t need to worry about anymore, right now.”

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“I’m booored, Sherbette. Can we fuck a guy now?” Forecast asked her friend as they walked through the city.

“Not now, girl. We have a job to do, and I can’t let Mistress down,” she said looking at the buildings. Nothing was suitable. Anything big enough was already occupied, and anything available wouldn’t accommodate the number of people. She considered the possibility of downsizing their forces, but then they’d have to come up with an idea to compensate for the energy output.

Then, as if fate were answering her prayers, she saw it. A long, single story building on the corner of the street. It was a bit run-down, there were no windows, the paint was fading, and there was a large sign on the door that said CONDEMNED.

“Excuse me?” Sherbette said stopping a man. “Can you tell me what this building was?”

“Oh, you mean the old roller rink?” he said. “Yeah, it closed down a few years ago. Asbestos. Well, that, and because skating is laaame.” The man walked away.

“A roller rink?” she said to herself. “Haven’t been to one of those in ages. Come on, let’s check it out.”

Sherbette quickly undid the lock on the door, and she and Forecast stepped inside. Dust covered every surface, and there was a slight smell of mildew. Part of the ceiling was collapsed, and rats scurried around the floor.

“So, it’s a bit of a fixer-upper?” Sherbette said putting her hands on her hips. “It might be a while before we could move in, but hey! I think we’ve got ourselves a winner!”

“Soooo, does that mean we’re done? My feet are killing me.” Forecast whined as they left the condemned building.

Sherbette looked up at her towering friend and nodded. “I’d say we are. Wanna have a bit of fun? You have anything in mind?”

“How about we check out that strip club for a bit? Watch the cute girls dance,” she said pointing across the street to a building with bright flashing lights and neon signs that read GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS.

“A strip-club? Hmmm,” Sherbette said stroking her chin. “Perhaps we can also find us a guy to fool around with?”

Author's Note

Phew, finally got this chapter done. Glad to have it out of the way. If anything happens to feel clunky, it's because i had to rewrite about the first third of it. that was not fun.

Alright, this is the first part of two sleepover chapters. It's a lot of fun writing all the characters together.

Not too much is happening this chapter. Galactic Battle is very much a reference to Star Wars, Star Trek and other space opera movies. Terror on Dream Avenue is obviously supposed to be Nightmare on Elm Street.

We got more with Applejack. Her little problem is becoming bigger, and Constance is helping her there. The phone sex scene was fun to write.

And we have Orange Sherbette and Cold Forecast out looking for a new place for the Bimbos. It's not really a spoiler, but the idea behind this is for Love Bunny and her crew to relocate and open a strip club. I really wish i had thought of this before. A strip club makes so much sense. This way they can keep gathering sexual energy without kidnapping more people and arousing suspicion. I hope a closed down roller rink doesn't seem like too unusual a place for them to find.

Anyway, that's all for now. Thanks for taking to time to read the latest chapter in The Power Bimbos. Be sure to leave a comment below. Tell me what you liked, what you didn't like, and what may need improvement.

Until next time.