With the lightest of steps, the figure tiptoed through the wide spaced laboratory room. The room’s owner and controller wasn’t here, as far as the invader knew of her typical habits. It was her best opportunity to enact her plan, lest she lose her window of a chance. Her goal sat on a nearby table, one she was close to reaching at her cautious pace. A slim, blue hand reached up and over the table, a corked beaker just centimeters away. Cerise eyes narrowed in concentration, fingers twitching to grab it and run.
“Dash, what are you doing?”
“Gah!” The identified pegasus fumbled in place, her balance thrown off at being spotted. If she’d managed to get her hand on the beaker she’d been aiming for, no doubt it would have been tossed and messed over her head. Instead, it rattled in place where it rested in its cage of wiry metal. Righting herself, the pegasus coughed and regarded her would-be apprehender, one Twilight Sparkle, Element of Magic and Princess of Friendship. “Hey, Twilight. Just uh...hangin’ out! Looking at all your egghead junk in here.”
“Uh-huh.” Twilight replied. The busty alicorn adjusted her white lab coat around herself, the typical science-wear attire unbuttoned to reveal the playmare model physique beneath it. A twinge of jealousy crossed Rainbow’s mind as Twilight’s assets pushed back against the flimsy cloth cover that rested on her chest, flowing down until it reached her wide hips and causing the coat to flare out behind her. “Not trying to mess with my experiments again, are you?”
“Me? Mess with science junk? Come on, Twi,” Rainbow assured her while lifting herself up off the ground with her wings, hovering with little effort in the air, “I save all that science schmience for weather work when they need me. You’re the nerd here who plays with this stuff.”
“That was your excuse when I caught you last week trying to look for a...what was it? Boob growth spell, you said?” Twilight asked as she stepped by the pegasus to look at the table she’d been caught approaching. “Didn’t I tell you that that kind of magic was pointless?”
“Pointless for you, maybe.” Dash muttered, glancing aside, “Some of us didn’t turn into a supermodel thanks to Hayburgers and magic.”
Twilight rolled her eyes and reached down under the table into one of the drawers where she stored her notes. Rainbow looked on as Twilight flipped through one of her notebooks, one she recognized as having used several times in the past few days.
“I’m surprised you have this much free time with you being in the Wonderbolts reserves and all now. Don’t you have to practice soon with the team?” Twilight asked.
Rainbow rubbed the back of her head at the reminder of her impending change in free time. Twilight was unfortunately right: being a part of the Wonderbolts meant that some weeks had her on a fixed routine of going to the Academy and practicing alongside the team, a dream she’d long yearned for finally coming true. She was no less enthusiastic for it, by any means! Getting to fly alongside the likes of Spitfire, Soarin, Fleetfoot, all of the Bolts? Any Wonderbolts fan would be creaming themselves at the idea!
Of course, Dash wasn’t driven just by the idea of being alongside her teammates and some of the fastest ponies she knew. Lately, there’d been changes going around in Ponyville involving her friends. First, Twilight had gone and went from matchstick bookworm to playmare calendar girl in a couple weeks’ time, bagging herself a cute stallion in Spot Check and even bringing Rainbow along for the ride. Then Fluttershy was next; now granted, she already had the physical appeal in appearances, but she was not the outgoing sort like Rainbow was. Next thing Dash knew, Fluttershy was doing double time on her animal helpers staff and riding the living daylights out of them!
The memories of both encounters made Rainbow feel a twitch down her spine, and she shook her head. At the rate things were going, she’d be the only mare of the Elements who didn’t need a bra when they went outside. She figured enough was enough, and wanted to find a means to help herself out, even if it meant playing a little dirty. Rainbow reasoned it couldn’t be that bad if Twilight had done it, and Fluttershy too. Just a little leverage would do!
“I know, I know. Just...come on, Twi. Why can’t I have a little help? You’re the freaking Element of Magic!” Rainbow said.
“I know I am. And it’s precisely part of that that I can’t just wave magic at you and suddenly you’re filled out like Rarity or me. Your body can’t handle that.” Twilight explained, setting her book down to regard her friend. “My experiment worked on myself because my magic works naturally with my body being what it is. You have a biology makeup that’s vastly different than my own. I could use the same methods, and then your body could literally break apart. Your bone structure could warp, your muscles could tear.”
“So, what, because I’m a Pegasus, I’m not allowed to have chest pillows like that?” Rainbow asked, hovering closer and prodding a finger at one of Twilight’s breasts, making the science-minded mare jump. “Because I call shenanigans on that. Fluttershy’s even bigger than you are!”
“I know that, Rainbow. That’s why I’ve been studying my process and seeing if there’s a way to make it work for others. I know mares and stallions alike would appreciate being able to improve their physique in a manner befitting their wants. They’d have to work for it, like I did of course. But it can be done.” Twilight told her. “Look, I have a theory to explain it-”
“No giant words please. Three syllables at the most.”
Twilight pouted at Rainbow’s interruption but pressed on. “-to explain how it can work for others. It’s just a matter of solving how the magic works and how to direct it, focus it to the desired area. Otherwise, you get a mare wanting a slimmer stomach and she ends up with club feet, or worse!”
“Alright alright, fine. So what do you have anyway? I know you’ve cracked some of it by now.” Rainbow asked her.
Twilight turned back to her work table where several vials of fluid sat in place, each container holding a different colored liquid from the next. Pointing at the one on the farthest right, she spoke. “I’ve isolated some of the magic into a concentrated liquid form. That was part of my process for my improvements was manifesting the magic into a more focused form. While I’m able to handle raw magic and funnel it naturally, other ponies cannot, and thus need a more stable and controlled delivery. This one here, is simply stamina enhancing. Like a steroid, but less of an illegal drug and more of an adrenaline boost. Then there’s figure slimming, muscle enhancing, fat divergent, on and on.”
Rainbow listened as Twilight went on, her gaze hovering on the ones she dubbed ‘fat divergent’ and ‘muscle enhancing’. Unfortunately, there was little to no fat on the athletic mare’s form, so the first would do little to help her out. As for muscle enhancing, she was already in prime form for her flying. It’d be a moot point to even try to use that on herself. “So...nothing like a ‘butt enhancer’ or something like that?”
“Well…” Twilight’s pause got Rainbow’s attention as she plucked up one of the vials on the left, holding it up in her hand. It bore a blue glow in the room’s light, seeming to shimmer as the liquid rolled about within it, “this one would be close to that. I tried to isolate the magic that affects the gluteus regions and the hips, but it’s being difficult. I haven’t actually gotten to test it yet, so I don’t know if I’ve narrowed it down enough. In theory, it would redirect one’s magic to flow to the gluteus and hip muscles, re-shaping the muscle and fat framework to either grow or detract depending on the imbiber’s wants.”
“So its...a butt booster?” Rainbow summarized, making Twilight sigh.
“Yes, Rainbow, a butt booster. But you shouldn’t just take it at face value. This is all still untested fieldwork, and I’m not sure-hey!” Twilight exclaimed as the pegasus plucked the blue vial from her hands and hovered away out of her reach, “Rainbow!”
“I’ll make you a deal, Twilight. Say I give this a test run for you. Be your little guinea pig,” Rainbow told the alicorn who flew up to follow her in the air above her table, “and if it does work, you can help me fill out the rest of my figure. You get your tester, I get a better figure. Everypony wins!”
Twilight frowned at her friend and teleported the vial out of Rainbow’s grasp and into hers. “Rainbow, why are you so fixated on this? You’ve always told me that it’s about working what you have, not being envious of others!” The pegasus folded her arms and looked aside at the questioning tone. “Is it me? Did my change make you upset?”
“No, you egghead,” Rainbow answered her, turning back to face her, “Look, just...I’m always the girl among us whose the rough and tumble chick, aside from AJ. AJ’s an earth pony, she’s born and bred tough. And I am too. But...look, I’m a mare too. I have wants. And sometimes I want to...feel more like a mare than what I see in the mirror. I envy Rarity’s way of looking gorgeous in her outfits, and Fluttershy too. And now you?” As she spoke, Rainbow lowered herself to the floor, Twilight following suit. “I’m worried I’ll be left in the dust. I might be the best flyer this side of Equestria, but I don’t always look in the mirror and think I’m gorgeous like you are.”
“...Rainbow.” Twilight stepped closer to her friend and rested her free hand on her shoulder, making the Pegasus look up to her. “I know you might think that way. Believe me, I’ve been there. Before all of...this,” Twilight gestured at herself, “I always wondered if I’d ever fill out, or what I’d grow into. And I got lucky finding this new magic. But don’t ever go thinking that you’re not an attractive mare. Do you remember when I first came here, all those years ago?”
“You had that shocked look when I first flew by you. Like you’d never saw something so fast before.”
Twilight chuckled and nodded. “And you’d be right. And I thought to myself on that day, that I could only ever dream of being so quick. And as I got to know you better, I came to admire you more and more. I may have all of this now, but in my eyes, you always know how to be a real shining star.”
Rainbow felt her face warm and ducked her head at the praise, a smile etching itself onto her lips. “Ahh...come on, Twi. Don’t go being all mushy.” In Rainbow’s mind, however, the mare found it comforting to have such reassurances from her alicorn friend. It reminded her too of the few times when she’d been corralled into the bedroom with the lavender mare. Color rose in her cheeks from recalling just how hot those encounters wound up being with Twilight at the head of them.
Twilight smiled at the pegasus before holding the vial towards her. “I’ll take you up on that deal, if you still want to. Besides, you’re not one to mince words. An honest report from you on how well it works will do wonders instead of trying it on somepony else.”
Rainbow took the vial before looking up at Twilight again. “You sure? I mean, I’m not gonna like, grow to be ten feet tall or something, am I?”
“What? No! No, no.” Twilight giggled and shook her head, purple and pink locks following her motions, “No, that’s just like I said; aimed at your glutes and hips. You can take it over the next few days, until its gone, and tell me the results before you go to the Academy. Ok?”
“Alright. You got yourself a deal, Twilight. Though, come to think of it,” Rainbow remarked, “I think I don’t want to be as big as Fluttershy or you. Kinda hard to fly fast with all that extra padding.”
“...really? A fat joke after all that?” Twilight deadpanned, making the pegasus snicker in response.
Rainbow knew it was a redundant thing to say in commenting on herself as being a fast mare. She was the mare responsible for the Sonic Rainboom phenomenon, after all, a feat of speed in itself. So it fell to reason that she hoped that, like herself, the test formula Twilight had given her would follow that same spirit. But with no dramatic changes within the first couple of days, Rainbow found her patience and hopes dimming every hour. She was no scientist herself like Twilight was, or magic expert, but usually it was understood that any sort of potion or magic drink does its work as quick as she could fly to Cloudsdale and back. Which was pretty darn fast!
That wasn’t to say she didn’t observe a few smaller, if still noteworthy effects. On the second day after taking the test formula, Rainbow noticed her mane had gained some more volume to it. It wasn’t a forest of hair like Applejack or Fluttershy had, but there was definitely more to work with than before, falling down between her shoulder blades when unbound. Nothing phenomenal, but still a pleasant addition.
On the third day, then, she noticed her fur had somehow adopted a newer texture to it. It was something she paid usually little heed to, since she didn’t do much to treat it other than the standard shower at the start and end of the day (and maybe the occasional spa visit). But on that morning, she noticed a stark contrast from the typical feel of it; it was much much softer, a quality she likened to Rarity’s own high-maintenance fur she took endless steps to maintain. Again, not an unwelcome change but not the one she was hoping to see.
The fifth day had Dash waking up to the alarm clock blaring itself at her head. A few strikes of her palm against the snooze button finally ended its cacophony, and she rose from the bundle of bed sheets, rubbing at one eye as her body woke up. The sudden urge for the restroom made itself known, prompting her to slip out of her bed and head for the bathroom nearby. It took a bit of work, her body feeling a little sluggish, heavier even. Rainbow only chalked it up to the deep sleep making her slow.
Relieved of the internal stress her body had been feeling, Dash passed by her full-length mirror by her bedroom doorway and gave it a passing glance. It took three steps in passing said mirror for her brain to make her do a u-turn and go back to inspect her reflection. Rubbing at her eyes again, Rainbow blinked in disbelief at what she was seeing, imagining for a moment that maybe Discord had come along and replaced her mirror with a fun-house one. He did that once, on a mere whim. But closer inspection told her such wasn’t the case here; what she was seeing was the real deal.
And boy, did that deal turn big.
Rainbow had always described her figure as that of a full on athlete, one born from hard exercise, firm diets, and the assurance that she could call herself one of the toughest mares in Ponyville. It was part of how she could reach such intense speeds in the sky. But now, standing before her mirror, that athlete had gone and swapped out her lower half for a mare akin to Applejack’s size. Thin corded muscle was replaced with strong, thick muscles that built into powerful thighs and hips, the swell of said hips framed by the straining white panties she’d worn to bed the previous night.
The prismatic maned mare turned her profile to the side, and felt her jaw slip as she stared at her rear end. It had exploded overnight, it seemed, to a size almost four times what she had before. A small shift of her feet for her posture made her now massive blue butt cheeks jiggle and bounce, their hefty weight evident in how long it took her cheeks to settle. But they were not flabby by any means; rather, they bore a sensual, mature curve that gave them definition much like she knew herself to usually bear. A brief grope by her hand confirmed that beneath the plush fat of her new rump still lay the firm muscle she was used to having. All in all, her rear end had gone from being another smooth line of her lean figure to her most defining trait!
“I think Twilight’s formula overdid it. Geez louise!” Dash muttered to herself, turning to observe the other side and finding the same results there. Another small bounce on her heels made her wide new rump bounce and shake, her rainbow-colored tail swishing along with it. “I mean, I was hoping for something further north, but…” Rainbow trailed off as she brought her hands to her still small chest. The upper half of her body looked to be about the same still, but she reminded herself that Twilight had only given her the testing formula for one’s rear, not the entire body. Heck, if she’d boosted herself as much on her upper body as much as her lower half, she’d need a whole new wardrobe! New underwear, new bras, new Wonderbolt suits…
Rainbow blanched and looked to her alarm clock. “Oh, crapbaskets! I’m gonna be late for practice!” She exclaimed, shuffling over to the shower to do a quick rinse and wash up before she would make for the Academy. Reporting to Twilight would have to wait, she reasoned; not like the egghead couldn’t wait a little while so she could at least make sure the Wonderbolts didn’t chastise her for being late.
‘I just hope the suit still fits!’
At the Academy practice grounds, the few gathered Wonderbolts present were standing by one of the training circuits as they awaited Rainbow’s arrival. The typical number of Wonderbolts training on the field usually numbered at least at ten ponies to cover all the stations, but today, only the three stallions and one mare would be present. It was a point of discussion being debated by the three stallions as they awaited their fourth member for the day.
“I’m telling you, there’s no way they all just caught feather flu. Every mare on the team except Dash? What kind of lame excuse is that, Soarin?” Fire Streak asked. He sat with his back against one of the flight poles used for the flying obstacle course training, arms folded over his chest.
“Look, I get it, trust me. But that’s all they’d tell me!” Soarin replied, “I mean, duh, if we had a feather flu outbreak, this whole academy would be on quarantine. But since we’ve all been here and clearly don’t have it, the whole thing falls flat. But I can’t just say to Spitfire to show up; she’s got more rank than I do.”
Silver Zoom scoffed and shrugged his shoulders. “Like I haven’t heard the excuse a dozen times before. Isn’t it obvious? They’re totally in the middle of estrus right now, and want to keep away from us. That or they all had one hell of a hangover from the weekend.”
Soarin rolled his eyes at the suggestion. “Look on the bright side guys. We stay on top form while the rest are slacking, or dealing with estrus, or whatever. That means that when showtime comes round, we all have better shots of getting spotlight roles instead of being only in team formations. I’m sure at least Fire Streak would want to show off a bit, now wouldn’t you?” he said.
The orange and white maned pegasus gave a flap of his wings as he sat up. “Buck yes. Then maybe I’d be finally getting a groupie or two instead of seeing them all fawn over Spitfire or Captain Pie here.” He retorted, earning a chuckle from the other two stallions. Streak shook his head and looked to his side, just in time to see the doors opening to permit somepony entrance. “Oh hey, Crash finally made it in. Oi, Rainbow!” He called to her, waving a hand and standing up as the mare approached.
Rainbow, being far away, chose to simply fly over to the waiting trio instead of walking. As she drew closer though, each of the stallions’ eyebrows raised as they saw that the mare they were looking at now was a much different mare than the one they saw the week before. The Wonderbolt flight suit was always a tight fit on anypony who wore them, being the point of the suit itself to help the wearer shrug off wind drag and fly at a faster speed. Rainbow certainly looked snug in hers, but most especially from the waist level down. When she did land in front of them, cocking one hip to the side, each of them could see how tight the latex was hugging the swell of her hip as she stood there.
“Sorry to make you wait boys. Awesomeness arrives on its own schedule sometimes.” Rainbow declared. She saw each of them staring at her, Soarin most especially as his cheeks were a light red, and she coughed before speaking again. “What? Never seen a mare in latex before?”
“Plenty of mares in latex in my lifetime, Crash.” Zoom answered for the three, “but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a mare pad her suit that much before without breaking the suit or being stupid uncomfortable.
Dash glanced aside, giving her mane a toss behind her head with her hand. “Padding? What’re you, nuts? I’m one hundred percent grade A Rainbow Dash right here, the real deal.”
“Get out.” Streak said. “This is some kind of joke, right?”
Rainbow sighed and shook her head. “Alright alright, look. I was helping Twilight with some research and biology, magic stuff happened, and this is where I am now.” She gave the hasty summary to the three pegasi, glossing over the truth for herself and Twilight’s sake. “I can still fly plenty fast and just as good as you three. It’s not a problem.”
“Uh-huh. Alright, prove it.” Streak challenged, nodding at the race track they stood near. “Let’s see a flight lap, from a dead start. If you still got the same speed we saw a week ago, I’ll believe you.”
Rainbow scoffed at the challenge. “Is that all? Soarin, time me on this, would you?” she asked as she went to the starting line of the track.
“Y-yeah, sure Dash.” Soarin replied, gathering his wits and plucking up the stopwatch that laid by the pegasus on a nearby table. He cleared his head of wondering about Dash’s new figure and went into captain mode. “Flyer, take your mark!” He barked out. Rainbow was quick to assume her position, lowering herself to her hands and knees and propping herself up as she awaited the next call. Out of her line of sight, all three stallions’ eyes gravitated to her wide rump, the suit’s material melding to her like a second skin. It emphasized the curve of her ass to the point one could trace the slope of her butt from top to bottom.
“Get set!” Rainbow’s body tensed, her legs locking in place as she set her eyes straight ahead on the track path. Soarin felt his face heat further; you didn’t even have to try hard to see the lining of Dash’s panties pressing against the thin material of her wingsuit. It stretched over her hip and vanished from sight into what he guessed was now the epic valley between her butt cheeks. He allowed a second or two more of delay before snapping out of it.
“Go!”
Dust swirled behind Rainbow’s takeoff as she rocketed down the track, winds billowing around and behind her. When she hit the first turn, she banked left hard and flapped her wings to keep her speed going, zooming down the track and leaving her teammates to gape as she flew at a speed in seeming sheer defiance of what they thought she’d go. By the time she finished the first lap and came to a skidding stop past the finish line, they were left awestruck as the wide-hipped speedster gave a satisfied smile at them before rejoining them.
Soarin, still sitting there agape, just watched as Rainbow came to him and used her index finger to lift his jaw for him and close his mouth. “See? Real deal, boys. Just cuz I’m packing a little extra in the trunk, doesn’t mean I can’t keep up.” Dash challenged.
Zoom was the first to react, giving a guffaw of a laugh before slapping Fire Streak’s shoulder. “Damn, Crash! You should’ve told us you were hiding a race engine in that caboose!” The comment brought a laugh from the mare, as Soarin and Zoom joined in. “Seriously though, my bad. I mean, heck, you know we couldn’t just let that slide by!”
“I know, I know. Hey, if anything, it's something you three get to look at while we practice. A little motivation goes a long way, huh?” Rainbow replied. In truth, she was relieved that they were willing to go with it and not give her a hard time. In fact, going off Soarin and the others’ looks, they were pretty taken with the new Dash. It was a thought that made her mischievous side rear its head in her mind, as she spoke up again.
“Now who wants to help me do some squat weights? I need to keep these babies in shape.” She asked. Walking away from the three, she strode towards a set of weights that were nearby before bringing her hands back to clap her rump firmly, making it bounce before settling and each of the stallions to stare before following her.
Standing alone in the female locker room, Rainbow found herself feeling in high spirits after the training session. She shrugged off her flight suit and hung it up inside her personal locker, swapping it out for a simple robe to take with her to the showers nearby. In the past, the typical thrill she felt was solely due to being able to improve her race time, or getting praise out of Spitfire for a good performance practice. Now, she had a new thrill to enjoy, one she didn’t expect to involve her teammates but working incredibly well.
Namely, getting her male teammates riled up all from watching her.
Her newfound figure allowed Dash to turn what were once simple exercises into almost torturous teases for the three Wonderbolt stallions. Squats went from mere muscle practice to a tease of just how far out her rump could reach while squatting down. Stretches and partner exercises became a test to see how red she could make each of their faces get; Soarin ended up like a tomato when his hands almost brushed her rear end at one point. It was exhilarating to the pegasus that it was all coming from her, that she was the source of such interest from stallions who could go out and nab any mare they wanted with a flash of their Wonderbolt status and their handsome features.
Dash allowed a brief, if sheepish smile to cross her muzzle. It’d be pure ignorance to not see how physically appealing each of her teammates were. They were a pinnacle of fitness and health, each looking strong enough to bend metal with their hands and to grate cheese on those damned firm six packs. Course, they all did flirt and play a bit with each other in the sense of good sport, like any close-knit team of ponies would. But to Dash, after being without a male partner for a good long while, it was seriously tempting to see just how much she could push any of them into maybe going for a roll in the sheets with her. Especially now that she had a little magic help thanks to Twilight.
‘Thank you, egghead, once again!’ She thought to herself before closing her locker and exiting the room. As she did, however, she could hear Zoom talking from the men’s locker room. Rainbow was never one to shy from a quick spy on ponies, and eased the door open just a hair enough to hear what they were saying inside better.
“Look, I’m just saying, its not against team code to ask her after practice, outside of the events, if she’d be interested. Right?” Zoom said.
“No, its not against team code. We’re all grown adults here. The whole ‘no team fraternization’ bit is reserved for the sports teams.” Soarin replied. “But Silver, you’ll come off like a damned diamond dog going for a bone if you ask her now.”
“I’ll be a dog with a whole pile of bones and a new collar if it means getting my hands on that ass!” Zoom declared, making Rainbow’s cheeks color. She knew it was her being discussed there and then; who else but her was here to be talked about? Especially after being such a cocktease all day long to them.
“Kinky. But I don’t think she’s into pet play, Silver.” Fire Streak chimed in. “We all know Rainbow’s not that kind of mare. Hell, for a minute, I thought she was aiming for Spitfire or Fleetfoot!”
“Eh, she could go both ways. Lots of mares do that nowadays, I hear.” Zoom replied. Dash couldn’t help a feeling of bashfulness cross her mind at the truth of the matter; after all, she’d had a few times where she’d wound up doing a horizontal tango with Twilight to relieve some stress or at the sultry invitation of the mare herself.
“Look, either way, I just need...something! I’ve not had a girl in my room in weeks. I’ve gone from blue balls to freaking orange polkadot balls.” Fire Streak declared, “its starting to really drag me down.”
“So go out and get a date then. Or are you that bad at picking a mare up at the club, Streak?” Soarin joked, chuckling.
“Oh har har, Clipper.” Fire retorted, “And I’ve tried! Like every mare I talk to is either A, occupied with a special somepony, or B, on the other end of the spectrum and not on the radar.”
Rainbow listened and leaned back, taking in their continued conversation as a bevy of mischief played itself in her mind. It was clear that she had inspired such talk among the boys about getting it on with her or any mare to quell their dry spells of late. She’d yet to hear Soarin say he hasn’t had any, something she doubted from just how damn good he looked. But he’d been especially watchful of her that day, something she took as a sign that he’d had similar thoughts like Streak and Zoom had had. And now here they all were, alone in the Academy locker rooms, and she was debating on the idea of just...waltzing in and propositioning them. It was crazy! They’d think she was joking!
‘It’s exactly what Twilight did when she nabbed Spot Check,’ her mental conscience reminded her, giving Rainbow pause. It was a truth, even if in different circumstances. Would it be so bad to try? It was no lie that Rainbow was thinking of wanting any sort of male company to warm her bed for once. Nothing against Twilight, but she was only one half of the world of sex that Rainbow liked to enjoy. So...what was stopping her here?
Rainbow’s hands clutched at the ties of her bathrobe. This wasn’t like her, to question herself. When she saw a decision she liked, a route she wanted to take, she made her move and to Tartarus with the consequences. It got her pretty far in life, she knew. Confidence was key in showing your interest in a partner. But would they be receptive to it? Are they just talking the talk to fill the quiet, or did they really mean it when they talked about wanting her?
“Tell you what; I’ll flip a coin right here right now. If I call it, I go wait for Dash and see if she’d be up for drinks tonight. If you call it, one of you boys can try your charms on her and see if you still got it.” Soarin declared. The open suggestion gave Rainbow the answer she needed to hear, and the mare steeled herself before opening the locker door wider.
“How’s about I save you the bits and the time, Soarin?” Rainbow called into the room, making the locker room go quiet as she stepped inside, letting the door close behind her before coming to a stop by the exitway, allowing her to see her fellow Wonderbolts unobscured. The three of them had stripped out of their suits, the discarded attire deposited in their open lockers. Fire Streak was standing by the bench nearest him, one leg propped up on it to let his arm rest on it while he spoke. Soarin and Zoom were on the other side, Soarin facing her while Zoom looked over his shoulder.
All three of the stallions were naked, leaving Rainbow to oogle each of them and their exposed bodies. She knew they were fit, strong stallions in their own rights, but without the cover of the wingsuit, she could add “ripped” to the list as well. It was like each of the studs had been sculpted from stone, every muscle looking tight and very very squeezable. Rainbow’s imagination ran on the idea of getting to trace her fingers along Soarin’s pectorals, or Zoom’s six pack abdominals. When her eyes went even lower, a touch of scarlet crossed her cheeks. They were each packing a hefty set of balls that hung beneath their limp cocks; Streak hadn’t been kidding about being backed up at all!
“Eyes up here, Crash.” Soarin’s tease brought her back to the moment, looking up at Soarin’s knowing smirk. “So are we just making co-ed locker rooms now, or what?”
Rainbow raised her hands and made a downward motion with them as if to fan away his words. “Hardly. I think it’s a safe bet we’d have too much time in the locker rooms and not on the field, if I saw that every time I got suited up.” She replied, nodding at Soarin’s impressive masculinity. “Overheard you boys admiring the goods today, huh?”
“No offense, but we’d have to be blind to not notice you, Dash.” Fire Streak commented. Seeing he got her attention, he brought a hand down to his groin, a partial obscuring of his junk for the moment. “I was counting the seconds waiting for that suit of yours to tear over that ass.”
“Eh, you wouldn’t be alone in that one.” She admitted, making the stallions chuckle quietly before she continued, “But on the point...you three really do find me uh...appealing, let’s go with?” Rainbow questioned.
“Let’s see: super fast athlete, killer body, freaking Element of Harmony, and not afraid to get down and dirty when the job calls for it?” Zoom listed off, “How can we not? We park our poles in mares, not in stallions, thank you.”
Rainbow nodded. “Well...suppose a mare might have an idea or two similar to what she overheard a couple studs talking about a minute ago?” This got the trio’s attentions, prompting Soarin to speak first.
“Depends on the idea.”
The prismatic maned mare cocked her hip to the side, resting a hand on the generously curved flank. “I’ll keep it simple and easy. I might be one of the hottest mares on two legs out there, but I’ve had a dry spell lately too. Too busy to really set aside time to tend to a mare’s needs, you know?” Seeing they were still listening, she continued on. “And I hear that three of the hottest stallions I know — great, fun guys I know I can trust with my life —”
“Too right.” Zoom affirmed.
“Are looking for the same thing? Then there’s no reason we can’t all help each other out.” She finished, turning away from the trio of men while bringing her hands to the front ties holding her robe in place. “So, I’m going to go to the showers right next to us. Since we did just do a workout and all. And if you three are really yearning for a piece of this…”
The pegasus undid the cloth ties holding the robe in place, giving her shoulders a rolling shrug to get the robe to slide off her form and fall to the floor, pooling at her feet. Exposed, she let the thrill of the moment ride in her while bringing her hands back to grope at her massive rear end, giving the cheeks a bounce and even spreading them before speaking again.
“Then you can join me. No pressure. Nopony being forced or obligated. Just the chance to get some of that tension out and get all of ourselves some fair due fun. You can decide amongst yourselves. Don’t wait long.” She declared, giving a wink to Soarin before striding out of the locker room, still bare naked, and leaving their view. When the door closed behind her, Rainbow brought her hands to her face as her pounding heart raced inside her chest. She couldn’t believe she’d just done that in front of one of her commanding officers and two co-fliers, but the thrill of having their eyes roam all over her was just too much!
Her nethers gave a pulse of agreement, and Dash was quick to slip into the showering area where she said she’d be. The wide open area was a simple walk-in shower room, tiled floors and walls with sprays aplenty lining the walls. There were a couple of stools by the far end, in case one wanted to sit down instead of stand after a rough flight. Each shower head had a cubby beneath it, various body washes, shampoos and other personal care items waiting for use. Choosing one of the ones on her right, Dash turned the nozzle on to a warm spray of water to fall over her.
The water needed little time to get going and warm up, soon making for a comfortable spray that made Dash sigh in contentment. In the back of her mind, she reasoned that she should try and listen to see if the men would take her up on the sinful idea. Would it be one? Maybe two? All three at once? Her pussy gave a small spark of pleasure at the mere idea of such a thing. Closing her eyes, Rainbow ran her hands through her mane, keeping it out of her face as the soaked rainbow locks fell past her shoulders.
Her hands trailed down her body, leaving her shoulders to briefly cup her firm breasts, fingers teasing against her nipples before going further down her slim stomach. The slow motion helped to settle her nerves a little, the anticipation still sitting in her mind’s eye. She looked up, and decided it’d be smart to wash up either way; if for some reason all three turned her down, then at least she’d be clean to go home.
Only, when she tried to get to the shampoo bottle, another hand got to it first. A large, blue-tinted hand belonging only to one stallion she knew who had that color. Rainbow followed the long path from the hand to the taut muscle of the forearm and onwards of its owner, looking up and over her shoulder at Soarin standing right next to her, droplets of water cascading down his shoulders and neck. The calm smile he bore made her heart thump in her chest, the bravado she bore before quieting while under his gaze.
“Still good for that offer, Dash?” He asked. The playful undertone wasn’t lost on her, Rainbow’s cheeks coloring as she nodded only to give a start as a pair of hands came to rest on her shoulders from behind. Turning to look over her other shoulder, she let out a slow exhale as Fire Streak’s rubbing hands caressed her shoulders, moving down to her wingbases. He was gentle, enough so to surprise her. She opened her mouth to ask, but only looked to the doorway as Silver Zoom entered the shower area as well, his limp shaft swinging lightly as he moved towards them.
“O-oh man. All three of you, huh?” She said, unable to stop herself from looking down at their groins again. They hadn’t yet become hard, but she could tell just from their impressive size already that she’d have plenty to work with once they were ramped up enough. “Just can’t help yourselves, can you?”
“Well. We’re always up for a bit of inter-team fun.” Soarin replied. “But only if you’re good with it. Don’t want you getting scared on us now.”
Rainbow huffed, trying to pull on her bravado again even as Zoom joined Fire Streak’s efforts to tend to her, going for her legs. She faltered as she felt his lips kiss at the back of her thigh. “Scared? Hardly. I’m just...anticipating. Yeah. Let’s go with that.” She told him.
Soarin gave a snort, but didn’t tease further. Instead, he popped open the shampoo and squeezed out a small dollop of the formula before setting the bottle aside. Rainbow kept still as she felt his hands go to her head, his fingers light and gentle as they rubbed at her scalp while also cleaning her mane. The doteing efforts of the three studs made her start to settle in, and caused her to feel a little of her pride swell as she realized that three of the most sought after stallions of the Wonderbolts were tending solely to her, just her.
“...what should...I do?” She asked.
“Whatever you want to. Mischief or no mischief, we know it feels nice to be tended to. So, you can settle in and enjoy this. Or, if you want to make your own mischief, we won’t stop you either.” Soarin answered.
The open-ended suggestion let Rainbow’s imagination run through all sorts of ideas of what she could do with the trio of studs. She wasn’t even sure where to begin; too many good ideas surged to the forefront with that open invitation. As the men worked over her head, shoulders, even her wings and belly, she let herself just ride the affectionate efforts. Her marehood was yearning for somepony to touch it, from how wet she could feel herself getting, but she didn’t make a move yet. Opening her eyes, Rainbow let her gaze fall to the two stallion shafts she could see on either side of her, Soarin’s being a solid black in color while Streak’s was a fleshier pink with splotches of brown.
Working on Soarin’s invitation to do as she pleased, Rainbow lowered her hands down enough to where she could cup both Soarin and Streak’s groins, both of her hands grabbing for their shafts and giving a light squeeze of both. The contact made the two stallions pause, but they resumed as the mare worked her fingers up and along their lengths in a tender, slow fashion. With each second, they began to surge and grow out, stiffening under her touch and giving her a true understanding of what she was working towards. They grew, and grew, to the point that Dash’s eyes widened by the time they’d extended out and away from their bodies to point up at her upper belly. They were both hung, enough so that Rainbow had to address it, hands still stroking them despite them both being thicker than what one hand could grab.
“H-how in the hay do you guys hide these?” She questioned.
“Glamor charm on the suit. Can’t have an accidental boner cause a media frenzy, or give a bad peep show when there’s kids around,” Fire Streak answered her, “...damn, your hands are soft, Crash.”
Taking it as encouragement, Rainbow continued to pet and stroke the two stallions in her grasp. Remembering that Zoom was still behind her, the stallion having been diligent in tending to her legs while working up to her rear end, Rainbow wondered if he too would be just as big. Her curiosity burned in her mind’s eye, prompting her to look over her shoulder at the stallion, only to find him kneeling as he scooted closer to her. The move confused her until she felt his hands on her ass, kneading and squeezing the fat cheeks before his lips were following to kiss her right butt cheek.
“...Z-Zoom’s an ass man, isn’t he?” The mare’s question prompted a chuckle from Soarin.
“One hundred percent. To be fair, you do make a compelling case for it.” The captain replied.
Zoom didn’t choose to contribute yet vocally, only pressing closer into Rainbow’s rear end. The mare blushed as she felt his tongue press against her fur and skin, licking at her butt cheek and making her moan at the contact. The moment the noise left her lips, she felt her face burn moreso but it didn’t invite any teasing from any of the men. Rather, it only brought a smile to Soarin and Streak’s mouths, making Rainbow relax. Well, relax as best she could while Zoom worshipped her rear. She could feel him trying to push his muzzle further into the valley of her rear end, her tail flicking and brushing against his face and neck as he did so.
It was enough that Rainbow decided to throw herself all in into the moment; if these studs wanted to enjoy a good rut through her, then she was gonna give them one heck of a show. She just needed to adjust things first.
“Soarin. Streak. I want...can I sit on a stool?” She questioned the pair.
“Sure. Your legs feeling tired?” Streak asked as he stepped away to fetch one of the nearby plastic stools. Dash moved away from Soarin and Zoom, the latter looking slightly disappointed to be away from his fixation before standing upright. His own cock was throbbing in want, a mottled grey and black length that was pointed straight at the wide-ended pegasus.
“Shit, let her sit on me.” Zoom muttered, making Soarin chuckle beside him. Dash shook her head and waited until Streak brought the stool to her, allowing her to take it before placing it on the floor between the three horny studs. The similarly horny mare sat down, and looked up only to shiver as her new position put her at eye level with each stallion’s throbbing meat and hefty ballsacks.
“I can do that in a bit. But right now? I need to be a good teammate and uh, return the favor.” She told them. The three studs shared a look and just moved closer to the pegasus mare, waiting patiently for her to act. Rainbow took her time, looking from left to right at Soarin’s length, then Zoom’s, then Streak’s. Each of them looked bigger than most of her toys back home, their width comparable to a soda can. She tried to eyeball how long they were, but reckoned each of them were at least a solid nine, if not ten inches of mare-breaking meat. She salivated, licking her lips as she looked past them to their balls hanging below.
“You boys really are backed up. Look how huge these are!” She declared as she brought her hands up to cradle Zoom’s balls first. The weight of them in her palms made her give off a moan in her throat as she lifted them up, rolling them in her fingers and making Zoom give a pleased sigh at the contact. Soarin and Streak shifted closer, their rods nearly poking Dash in her cheek or atop her head, getting her to notice them. Despite her flushed cheeks, Rainbow only smirked and brought her hands up to start stroking the two once more, this time in earnest as she had an easier time moving in her new position. This left Zoom yet unattended, a point he noticed as he looked down to her.
“C’mere, Silver. Put those big, fat balls right here.” Rainbow taunted, opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out. Not one to decline such an invitation, Silver moved closer and lifted his cock up, bringing his heavy nuts with it before plopping them onto Rainbow’s face. She gave a moan at the weight caressing her face, the musky scent of his arousal blasting her senses as he dragged back to bring the smooth orbs to her waiting tongue. When they landed there, she immediately started to kiss and lick at them, taking to the right one first and lavishing it with her tongue and lips.
His taste was clean and easy on her tongue, telling her he took good care of his hygiene and assuring she’d be able to enjoy herself moreso. Encouraged, Rainbow continued to lick and suckle at Silver’s balls while her hands pumped faster, working Soarin and Streak’s shafts and making both studs groan aloud. The wet schlick sound of her hands moving up and down their cocks filled the room, along with Rainbow’s own moans of lust as she continued to worship Zoom’s balls. She opened her mouth wider, letting it slide into her maw before closing her lips around it to suckle at the tender flesh. The pegasus mare felt his cock throb against the top of her head, no doubt already dripping with precum onto her multi-colored strands of mane.
“Holy fucking shit, she’s good at that!” Silver exclaimed. “Crash is a damn ball-washer!”
“Her hands are damn soft too. Feels like she’s jacking me off with a piece of silk than her hand.” Streak appraised, stoking Rainbow’s ego. Soarin didn’t give a reply to either stallion’s remarks, only watching as their shared partner tended to his throbbing stallionhood.
Catching his gaze, Rainbow held his look as she continued to slurp at Zoom’s ball before letting it slip out of her mouth. The now spit-soaked ball fell beside its brother, but Rainbow spoke first in a soft question directed at Soarin. “You like that?”
Soarin gave a slow nod, earning a squeeze from Rainbow at the middle of his length before she resumed jacking him. “I can’t wait to feel you studs empty these balls out. I want to go from blue to white, all over.” The lustful tone Rainbow had wasn’t lost on Soarin, the image of a cum-stained Rainbow Dash before him making his cock twitch in her grasp. Satisfied, Rainbow turned back to resume spit-shining Zoom’s other ball, giving it a similar loving oral treatment. She closed her eyes and lost herself to the moment, riding on the sexual high of pleasuring three Wonderbolts at once, her pussy gushing at the realization. The smell of all three stallions washed over her despite the shower still spraying at her backside, further fueling her desire.
“Oh shit, she’s gonna make me cum if she keeps this up.” Zoom groaned, bringing his hands forward to rest on Dash’s head. She let him pull her in closer, her nose square against his groin as his shaft rubbed against her nose and forehead. “It’s been too damn long.”
This made the prismatic mare double her efforts, not only in slurping on Zoom’s balls but in pleasuring Streak and Soarin’s cocks also. She regretted not being able to touch her own needing marehood, but let it serve to fuel her actions. Her hands swept from tip to base in long, quick strokes of the cocks on either side of her, while her tongue encircled and licked at Zoom’s balls as she felt them start to tense up. Being close as she was, every inhale through her nose made her dizzy from the musky smell of cock. She felt his cock throb against her forehead, and withdrew back to stare up at Silver’s pleasure stricken face.
“Cum all over my face, Silver. All of you. Spray this slut down just the way you want to.” She urged them, holding her mouth open and letting her pink tongue flop out of the corner of her lips. Zoom needed no more urging, gripping his shaft with both hands and pumping his length as he pointed his member right at the waiting pegasus. Soarin and Streak took a similar cue, letting Rainbow rest her hands and arms as they took over stroking their cocks. With each swelling tip pointed at her face, the lustful mare only closed her eyes and waited, her patience being rewarded when heavy grunts rose up around her.
The first splash of seed hit her from the front, thick and hot and clinging to her cheek and nose as it made a streak across her face. Then another shot fired, landing on her lips and into her mouth, giving her the first taste of the oncoming storm of sperm. More splashes of cum started to rain down on her head from either side, streaking across her mane and dashing white across the multi-colored hairs and down her shoulders and back. It came in random spurts, each thick splat of cum sinking Dash’s mind further into a want for more. Her hands dove for her marehood, fingers stroking and pushing into her soaked depths as she pleasured herself to the three-pony bukkake.
By the time the flow had slowed enough to let her open her eyes again, she found that only one could be opened, the other having a thick wad of cum overtop it. She brought a hand from her pussy to cup what cum she could gather, freeing her vision before bringing it to her maw to drink down. She had no way of knowing which taste belonged to who, only that it was delicious to taste, thick and heavy as she swirled it around her maw.
Rainbow swallowed it down and opened her eyes, aiming to offer what she thought was a clever little barb at the boys’ explosive climaxes, only to have it drowned out by a sudden disruptive spray of water against the top of her head. Caught off guard, Rainbow sat there until the spray ceased, making her whip her mane out of her face to look at the culprit. Soarin just shrugged his shoulders at her expression.
“Sorry. Don’t think we’re wanting to taste our own cum when we kiss you, you know.” He told her, making Rainbow huff and roll her eyes.
“Yeah, right. Damn, you guys weren’t kidding. That was so heavy...and hot.” She told them. Rainbow did a double take, however, on seeing that Soarin and Zoom’s cocks were still hard as stone, while Streak had took a step back to give the mare a little air. “Holy shit, you’re still hard?!”
“Wonderbolts got the stamina to go for hours, Crash,” Soarin told her, “only question is, what next? Ring around the Rosie till one of us gives up?”
“Kinda hard to do things with three guys and one mare.” Streak said. “Let’s take turns. I’ll give you two this round.” He suggested, plucking up his own stool to sit on and watch the action unfold while Soarin and Silver looked to the pegasus mare between them.
“We indulged you this time. How’s about you let us lead this round?” Soarin suggested.
Rainbow only nodded, glancing between the two studs. “I’m game. What’d you have in mind?”
Soarin jerked his head at Zoom, who looked over at his fellow flier in confusion. “Zoom. Take a sit down over on the floor. Get comfortable on your back.” Soarin instructed him.
“Alright.” Turning away from the pair, the white-maned stallion made himself at ease on his back against the tile floor. His cock laid up against his belly, still thick and waiting for more of Rainbow. Once he was settled, Rainbow found Soarin pressing a hand to her back to get her up and moving over to him.
“We’re gonna treat Silver here to what he wanted. He said he wanted to get his hands on your rump; so why not give him a help with that?” Soarin suggested. It took Dash a minute to figure out what he was implying, an impish grin crossing her muzzle before she stepped over to where Silver was. It was when she straddled over his head, her wide rear shadowing his face that Zoom caught on to what was happening. His cock throbbed and lurched up in arousal as the heavy-ended pegasus lowered herself down, smothering his face in her plush rear end and leaving him with a face full of her ass and her pussy over his mouth.
Silver’s hands immediately smacked onto either side of the mare’s rear end, clapping the hefty blue cheeks as he dove back into worshipping Rainbow’s rear end. Keeping herself slightly aloft, if only to keep some of the weight from potentially hurting Silver, Dash gave a soft moan at the affectionate grabbing and licking that she was being treated to. It distracted her enough that when Soarin stepped into view in front of her, cock pointed straight at her face, she needed a moment to orient herself away from how good Silver’s tongue felt inside her pussy.
“So, Crash, does this crew’s hottest mare have a gag reflex?” The question made Rainbow’s face flush red, before she shook her head.
“Please. I can take anything you dish out. Even that giant piece of sausage you call a cock.” She declared, the confident tone wavering while she had Silver licking at her marehood beneath her. “Just give me a little warning. That night stick of yours could make any mare tap out if you’re not careful.”
Soarin took the underhanded compliment with a snort before taking another step closer. The move let him brush the tip of his cock against Rainbow’s chin, making her give a soft hum before using her hands to angle him up, gripping him gently while staring down at the swollen tip aimed at her. His smell was so strong, she almost felt light-headed as she brought her lips down and started to lick and slurp at his cockhead. The taste that greeted her made a moan slip from her throat; it was a potent mix of sweat, cock, and something else a little earthy that made her whole body shiver.
Her tongue became more active then, progressing from the small, exploring licks to full on swipes around the tip before her. Soarin’s hands slipped through her bangs, brushing the multi-colored locks out of her face and letting her peek up at him. The smoldering gaze he was giving her told her she was hitting all the right buttons so far, and she held his look for a few moments more before opening her maw and engulfing his cockhead into her mouth. He filled it with ease, leaving her to reckon he was the girthiest of the three stallions she was enjoying time with. Her tongue continued its swirling motions, refreshing her taste of him and making her hunger for more.
“Gods, it's hot to see you with a cock in your mouth.” Soarin muttered, making Dash’s cheeks darken from the praise. It urged her onwards, as well as the feeling of Soarin’s fingers twitching against her scalp. Her eyes centered on the base of his thick cock, looking a long ways away still from her current position. A twinge from below made her eyes flutter; Silver had found her clitoris, brushing it with his tongue and sending an unexpected pulse up her spine. She gave in from the sensation, sinking her wide rear further down against his head while moaning around Soarin’s cockhead.
Not wanting her other co-flier to feel left out, Rainbow started to bob her head, wet slurps following her motions as she lubed his cock with her saliva on each pass. It helped to ease her down inch by inch, her mane swaying with her motions while her lips clung tight around his stallionhood. His taste was earning a slightly bitter afterthought now, coming from the droplets of pre that would drip from his cockhead when she pulled back just far enough to taste him. Each renewed shock of that flavor drove her head further down, hunger drawing her closer and closer to the middle, a brief shlurp sound following each motion she made.
Out of nowhere, a surge of pleasure came from her core, and Rainbow’s eyes rolled back as stars burst into her vision. It came from down below, where Silver was still devouring her pussy, making her realize she’d let herself get so wound up from sucking on Soarin’s cock that she’d worked herself to a climax. It seemed to drive Silver’s tongue into a frenzy, the nimble muscle licking and slurping at her innermost depths and making her tremble. It caused her to stop moving her head for the moment, leaving Soarin’s shaft half buried in her maw and the start of her throat. It took Rainbow a minute to regain her thought process, by which point she heard Fire Streak speak up.
“Celestia damn, I should’ve recorded this.” His words made her eyes roll over to where he was on a nearby stool, cock still hard as he stroked it to the sight the three were providing him. “She’s a squirter, look at Silver’s face!”
Zoom did finally emerge from beneath Rainbow’s rump, the mare able to feel him move and leaving her pussy alone for the time being. His hands remained affixed to her ass, however, refusing to let go of their bountiful heftiness. The mare thought to look and see, but it would mean letting go of Soarin’s cock, something her lust refused to abide.
“She’s as pent up as we are. Fuck. I could’ve died happy down there.” Zoom commented. He breathed in gulps of air that her ass had denied him moments before. “Her ass is killer!”
“No go on the cameras boys. Last thing we need is one of you rookies getting drunk and posting it to PornStable or something.” Soarin declared, leaving no room to argue in his tone before addressing Silver. “I bet you could get off using her ass, Silver. Look how much you got to work with. Give it a try.” Rainbow moaned around Soarin’s cock as her teammate squeezed her ass tighter at the suggestion, before looking up to Soarin as he tapped her cheek lightly.
“As for you, Crash; you’re only halfway done. A real Wonderbolt can take the whole thing down.”
The spoken challenge reignited Rainbow’s fire, in both her spirit and her marehood, and she swallowed around his thick member before resuming her bobbing motion. She stayed put on her knees until she felt a thick warm rod run itself between her rump’s cheeks. In her mind’s eye, Rainbow could see it was Silver aligning his cock with the immense valley of rear cleavage her ass now had. The idea of getting somepony off just by using her rump, not even being penetrated, made her giddy to let him try it. She made it easier for them all by changing position, lowering herself to use her hands to support her as well.
The new angle made it a straight line for Soarin’s cock to slide down into her throat, a helpful asset as she wetly slurped down his cock even further. Now reaching two thirds of the way, Rainbow could manage a muffled moan as she felt Silver start to hump her ass, using her bountiful rear end to give himself an assjob by hotdogging her. She could feel the heat of his cock emanate against her bare skin, his cockhead poking out and into the base of her tail thanks to his length. She let him pick his pace, finding it easier to concentrate on Soarin’s cock as it pushed further down her throat.
“That’s it...take that fat cock in your throat.” Soarin whispered, and Rainbow couldn’t help it as she felt her juices trickle down her thighs. This was a shower fantasy come to life for her, wedged between two Wonderbolt studs and being ravished by both. Soarin’s cock throbbing against her tongue and the walls of her throat pushed her on, and she found she was nearing that goal point she was so hungry for. Her jaw ached, but she persisted, bobbing her head faster to add more spit to his length, enough to drip from the corners of her mouth despite the tight seal his cock made on her.
She found herself getting stuck with only a little bit to go, her throat seeming to catch a little with so much stallion meat in her maw. Before she could worry that she might not make it, Rainbow felt Soarin’s fingers tighten around her head. She looked up at him, eyes watering slightly from the effort she was undertaking. Soarin was watching her, and her bright eyes conveyed what she wanted to say to him: to get the rest of his fuck-meat in her, and to Tartarus with caution. Soarin gave a heavy grunt, and Rainbow found her world suddenly obscured by the stallion’s groin as he forced the final two inches into her gullet. She’d done it! She hit the base!
The realization made Rainbow’s face burn as the need to breathe assaulted her. Her nose flared, being the sole means for her to get any air with such a powerful cock in her airway. It was enough to stabilize her, even as Silver pounded away at her ass. The continual sensation of his cock brushing by her tender puckered star, lubed by sweat and his precum, only made her even more wet. With a gurgle, she pulled her head back slightly, only to dive back in and bump her nose into Soarin’s lap, his musky scent filling her nose as his balls gave a light bump against her chin.
“Gonna make me freaking bust a nut quick, Dash. Your throat’s so damn tight. You hungry little pegasus slut.” Soarin said before starting to move back and forth, bucking the prismatic mare’s face with his cock and giving a continual treatment of his balls bouncing against her chin as she took all he had to give. His motions fell out of rhythm with Silver’s, both savoring getting to just use the pegasus to get themselves off. Rainbow’s eyes rolled back again, riding the high from being spitroasted as she was and a little from the lack of oxygen too. One of her hands reached back to her pussy, fingers plunging into her soaked depths again to further pleasure her as they claimed her ass and throat.
It was Silver who gave in first; the poor stallion just couldn’t last after getting to fulfill his own kinks in quick succession. His humping turned almost feral, long strokes becoming quick and hard as his hands squeezed and groped her ass like it was a personal new toy. He sawed his cock in and out of her rear valley, panting for breath while enjoying the smacks of her rear against his lap. She was just so big, so warm, so much of a mare that he couldn’t contain himself any longer. All he could utter was a deep moan before giving his dick a final plunge between the hefty ass cheeks, his cock spasming as his cum began firing from the swollen tip and splashing out over her rear. Each spurt splashed and surged from her valley to smother her blue skin and fur in white streaks of cum, some even reaching the base of her tail. He gave her ass a firm squeeze as he rode out his climax, milking every moment he could.
It left Soarin to continue at thrusting his cock in and out of Dash’s throat, the majority of his length staying sheathed in her throat as she gave off wet glurks and squeals from the rough movements. She didn’t try to stop him, only further stimulating her marehood with her fingers searching, prodding, fingering as quick as they could to try and match his speed. Her vision was hazy, the only fixed sight in her mind being Soarin’s form moving in front of her face, droplets of sweat and water from the shower sliding down his toned form. Her pussy gushed as she felt him throb in her throat, knowing he was close. Just imagining the powerful stallion loading her up with his cum made her whole body warm, her hunger making her tongue ravish at his meat as best she could while slurping on his mat.
“Shit...fuck, Dash, I’m cumming!” Soarin exclaimed, pulling Dash from the fog of her mind to make the split second decision of the moment. Her hands shot up and pressed to Soarin’s middle, getting him to pull back and withdraw his member from her throat. She kept him going until she reached the tip, and clamped her lips down to suck hard on the pulsing tip. She closed her eyes and relaxed as her reward surged out from Soarin’s cock, thick splashes of cum filling her mouth and forcing her to swallow as he kept on going, emptying his heavy orbs into her hungry gullet. The earthy taste from earlier was intensified then, making Rainbow moan and gurgle as she took in all she could.
It was so much that Rainbow couldn’t stop some of his seed from leaking out of the corners of her lips, staining her mouth and jaw with white streaks as she did her best to contain him. When he did finally pull back, the flow ebbing to a trickle, she was left to gasp for air by the time she swallowed the rest of him down, her belly warm and feeling full of his seed. She gasped for air, laying herself on her side, then her back to look at the ceiling and her fellow Wonderbolts.
“...told you...I could...do it.” Rainbow gasped out, her voice a little hoarse from the deepthroating she’d just done.
“Wonderbolt through and through.” Soarin appraised, making Rainbow give a smirk at him. “Still...we’re not done yet.” He emphasized the point by getting up from his kneeling position to stand over her. His cock had gone down a little after she took him so well, but it was returning to the thick, mare-breaking state she had it in moments before, albeit now shining from her saliva. Rainbow let her gaze follow one droplet as it trailed down from the full tip to the middle of his shaft before falling aside to the floor.
“You kidding? I’m just...warming up!” Dash’s declaration didn’t match her body at the moment, however, as her legs wobbled when she tried to stand upright the first time. It took a second try to get upright again, the prismatic mare putting on a confident smile at her fellow fliers. Soarin gave a grin back at her, before his eyes widened as an idea came to mind.
“Well, if that was just the warm-up for you, then we need to step it up. So, instead of you taking on one at a time like I bet you were hoping, let’s kick it up a notch.” Soarin suggested, nodding at Fire Streak as he stepped over to join them. “Silver, be a bro and get us some lube, would you? If you’re not too dead on the floor there.”
“Yeah, yeah. Give me a sec. Damn, Crash.” He huffed as he got up and slipped out of the room. It left Rainbow to stay between the two remaining studs, and she chanced a look over her shoulder to Fire to see what he was doing. The other Wonderbolt had his eyes on her ass, prompting her to give a small shake of her hips to make it bounce before him. He watched, entranced, before pulling his gaze up to see Rainbow’s knowing smirk.
“You’re not against anal, are you?” He questioned her.
“Can’t say I’ve done it too much before. Don’t worry; I’m a tough mare.” She assured him as Silver came back with an unmarked bottle of what she assumed was lube. “Just don’t go rough right at the starting gate. You’ll want to take in the full picture first, I’m sure.”
Fire plucked the bottle from Silver’s outstretched hand and popped the top off it, letting the slick contents within drop out onto his still hard cock. A few pumps of his hand had him well prepared for her, and Dash turned her attention back to Soarin.
“So how’re we doing this? One of you boys wanna sit down and be my pillow for a few minutes?” She questioned.
Soarin gave a chuckle and shook his head. “Oh, you think it’s that easy, huh? Big mare on campus,” he taunted before hefting his cock up, the jet black flesh looking all the more thick against his hand, drawing Rainbow’s gaze southward, “no, we’re Wonderbolts, Crash. We don’t take the easy route. Fire Streak, show this rookie what I mean.”
“Aye, captain!” Streak barked before coming up behind Dash. His hands clasped onto her waist, and the mare gave an unexpected yelp as her feet left the ground, being held aloft by the Wonderbolt behind her and leaving her legs to dangle in the air. His grip tightened, and Dash watched as he moved her not unlike a heavy box or crate, his grip changing to grab her by under her thighs when she came down again. The position left her spread wide, her pink pussy exposed to Soarin’s appraising eyes.
Being left in such a revealing pose made Rainbow’s cheeks darken, moreso with her captain watching with a hungry look in his eyes. He stepped forward, using his left hand to guide his tip to rest against her soaked, waiting marehood. Dash could feel herself trembling in excitement, at the idea of him shoving his cock inside of her. The same excitement was heightened as she felt Streak’s cock poke against her rear and thigh, no doubt eager to claim her other hole as well.
“Well, what’re you waiting for, an invitation? Some signal flares?” The mare taunted, prompting Soarin to snort.
“And to think I was gonna go slow.”
Soarin held to his words as he pressed his tip against her entrance, finding resistance at first only from the size difference the two had between them. With Rainbow being so wet and ready, though, it only took one good press forward to slip inside, making her gasp as he used his tip to spread her walls apart. Only then did Rainbow Dash comprehend that she may have bit off more than she could chew or spit back, as Soarin then pressed in further, sinking inch after inch into her clenching quim. The Wonderbolt stud didn’t speak, only groaning his enjoyment aloud as she squeezed around him. He was massive!
“Omigosh, omigosh, omigosh,” Rainbow chanted under her breath - what little she could draw in - as Soarin’s cock just seemed to never stop reaching within her. He outshot any of her toys by a wide margin, making him the biggest stallion she’d ever tried to take on. Her legs twitched in Streak’s grasp as random pulses of ecstasy wracked her brain, making any other speech attempts fail. Every twitch of his cock set off a new cascade of ecstasy.
“Fucking Tartarus, Crash. You’re no virgin, are you?” Soarin bit out when he stopped, being at just over half of his cock buried within her snatch.
“N-n-no! Swear!” She gasped out. Rainbow’s world shifted and she moaned as she was moved forward, leaving her to latch onto Soarin’s arms and brace her head on his shoulder, every twitch of his member inside her turning her brain to mush. It was then she registered the wide something pushing at her back door, recalling only then Fire Streak’s intense fixation for her wide rear end.
“She’s gotta relax a little, or I’m not getting in.” She could hear Streak say, though it seemed distant in her lust-addled mind. The heat emanating from her core surrounding Soarin’s cock was running all over her body, making her crave for the rest of him to come inside and make himself home. A hand came up to her cheek, making the prismatic mare focus her attention on Soarin’s face before her.
“Breathe, rookie. You’re alright.” He urged her, making the pegasus take in a slow breath to steady herself before letting it go. It was enough, apparently, as something warm and thick suddenly popped into her ass, her eyes shooting open as Streak’s cock slipped in with hardly an issue thanks to his earlier lubing. The sensation of being filled in her back door as well as her front made her almost lose her grip on Soarin, remembering it only when she felt him throb inside her.
“Gimme more. More cock. More!” She yelled, her wish being granted as her body sank down further on both stallions’ poles. With both sliding into her at the same time, she gave in and cried out as a climax rocked her body, making her squirt over Soarin’s cock and splash onto his base and groin. The added lubricant let him sink even more into her, but both came to a stop by the time she caught her breath.
“S-so full...so much…” she mumbled, Soarin chuckling above her.
“Let’s give her the ride of her life, Fire.”
Rainbow wasn’t given a chance to comment, being hoisted up high enough that both studs could grab onto either her waist or hip to brace her. Then they started moving: Soarin pulling back and shoving into her with long, hard strokes while Streak claimed her ass with equal intensity, his hips smacking into her rump with a fleshy slap sound that filled the locker room over their collected moans. She surrendered to them, letting herself be reduced almost to a simple personal fleshlight for the two Wonderbolt studs ravaging her.
The wide-rumped mare tried to reason and keep up with just who was doing what to her, but the pace the pair adopted left her mind reeling. She was never without a cock inside either her ass or her pussy for longer than a second before the other would shove right back in, battering her walls and wiping away any attempt to grasp what was being done to her. All she knew was the pleasure running through her veins, the enjoyment of being taken by such virile stallions. They didn’t just let their cocks do the work, though, as she felt Soarin bring her close for a surprisingly intimate kiss while Fire Streak pawed at her ass, the enormous cheeks bouncing from his actions as well as Soarin’s.
Dash did her best to give back to Soarin while he claimed her, her tongue licking and sliding against his as her muffled moans were shared between them. The sounds seemed to drive him to go harder, his thrusts gaining power as he rammed into her now stretched walls with the fervor he was known for in flying. The shlurp of his cock pulling back from her clenching pussy was matched by Streak’s hips bumping into her from behind as he claimed her ass. Rainbow did her best to clench and squeeze on both ends for the stallions, getting an appreciative moan from them both every few passes when she timed it right.
A sudden hard slap to her right cheek made her squeal and clench hard, making Soarin groan aloud. The sting of the slap felt fresh on her right ass cheek, and she pulled back to gasp for air.
“Fuck!” She yelled out.
“Do that again, Streak. She - ugh! - she likes it rough remember?” Soarin told his fellow stud.
Fire Streak took to the new charge, bringing his other hand down to clap on her left cheek with equal strength. Rainbow registered, if for only a moment, that her new rear end may be especially sensitive to such treatment. It was a comprehension washed away as Fire Streak repeatedly spanked her ass, the stallion taken with how her rump would bounce and jiggle from the impact as well as his thrusting into her ass. Every slap would push Dash closer and closer to another climax, soon squealing into Soarin’s shoulder as they pressed on.
“Need...new toys...for home...after this!” She gasped out.
“New toys, huh? Maybe we should bring some next time we get a little pent up.” Fire grunted out, giving a fresh slap to the now red-tinged butt bouncing in front of him, “see how she does when she’s on her own?”
“I’m more of a hands-on stallion.” Soarin replied, his cock throbbing inside Rainbow’s depths as she squeezed and milked the thick cock inside her pussy. “Real talk; I’m not gonna last much more here. Streak?”
“I’m close too, cap. She got a preference for a finish?”
“Inside!” Rainbow demanded, gasping for air as she latched onto Soarin, “Inside me! I want every bit! Every bit of your fucking cum!”
“You heard her, Streak! Ung!” Soarin and Fire Streak both picked up their paces, leaving Dash to go mentally blank as her companions ravaged her all the more, the promise of cum within her depths pushing her onwards. Her gaze fell vacant, drool slipping from her mouth at the manhandling she was getting before feeling the muscles under her fingers tense as Soarin huffed for air.
With a shout, the co-captain of the Wonderbolts blasted his cum into her pussy’s depths, splashing hot seed straight against her back walls and her cervix before the second salvo followed suit, flooding her with his cum. The prismatic mare threw her head back in a silent exclamation as he filled her up, before she tensed further as a second surge of cum, hot and thick, exploded into her ass. The sensation was unexpected, her body’s sensors lighting up from head to toe as they gave her a double creampie from their still shooting cocks. They kept her impaled on their lengths, buried almost to the hilt on both ends while they rode out their climaxes. Rainbow could barely hold on, clinging to Soarin with what strength she had in the moment to keep herself upright.
It was Streak who withdrew first, pulling back out of her ass and leaving the mare feeling half empty without the throbbing rear end intruder. His cum fell from her stretched asshole in a singular trail of white that stained against her blue fur, not that she cared in that moment. Soarin stayed put inside her for the moment, not looking to withdraw just yet. It took a few moments for Rainbow to comprehend it, but he was still hard inside of her.
“H-how?” She squeaked out, panting as she looked to the stallion holding her up against him. She was expecting him to be tired, enough to at least need a breather from the sex marathon the four had been going through. Silver was off and away to the side, watching but not looking to jump back in. Streak too was finished, it seemed, leaving only the two pegasi remaining.
“A captain has to have the stamina to keep up with a whole team, to impress the whole world with a show.” Soarin answered her. Only then did he start to withdraw himself, making Rainbow moan as the thick cock inside her pulled back and left her cum-splashed pussy empty for the moment. Soarin helped the mare to come down from being held up so long, easing her to the floor. “Course, doesn’t hurt that I can bring it to the bedroom too.”
“...fuck.” Rainbow muttered under her breath. This had turned into one of the wildest experiences in her life, more than what anything with Twilight or anypony else had gotten her into. “You really are a captain.”
“Glad you agree. Heck, I think we all feel better. We can go home lighter than we were coming in, huh boys?” Soarin joked.
In Rainbow’s mind, however, the joke was misinterpreted by her orgasm rattled brain. It only heard a parting word of challenge, that Soarin seemed to think she was done. Rainbow Dash was many things in this world, her brain reasoned, but a quitter was never one of them. It pushed the mare to extract herself from the floor, if needing a second to orient herself, before she got up on shaky legs. Soarin looked on, watching as Rainbow moved towards the closest shower wall, resting her hands against it and jutting her wide rear end out. Streak’s and Soarin’s cum still trailed down her legs and thighs, but it did nothing to hinder her.
“No going home...till we’re all finished.” She panted out, looking over her shoulder to Soarin. “Those drinks of yours can wait till you’re done with this pussy,” she challenged, bringing a hand under her to spread her cum-splashed lips for him, “and till I’m done with that thick meat. Unless you think you’re too chicken, Clipper?”
Maybe it was the challenge in her tone. Maybe it was the undertone promise of taking a day out with Soarin for something other than a sex romp. Maybe it was the way Rainbow gave her rear a bouncing shake that got his attention. But from the way Soarin’s cock pulsed as he approached her, Rainbow knew she got his attention. She grinned, moaning as she felt him press against her pussy once more, starting to slide into her cum-filled cunt while squeezing her thick ass cheeks to brace her and himself.
A Wonderbolt was never done until the final curtain call.
Author's Note
To those of you who had hoped for Rainbow Dash to get some, in the immortal words of our lord and savior Sakurai:
Sorry this took some time to do. Work has been super demanding due to the holiday season. I'll try to keep making things when I have time. I don't know if I'll try to do any sort of Xmas theme story or not, but we'll see what happens. I hope you all enjoyed the show!
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