"...and forecasts indicate another day in the mid-to-high nineties..." The weatherman was cut off as Diamond turned the tv off with a noise of misery.

"You gotta be kidding me!" Silver whimpered, slumped beside her on the couch. "I hate Summer! Remind me again why we can't just hop in the pool?"

"Remember the last time we tried?" Diamond groaned at the memory. Spoiled had thought up so many rules for it: no splashing, they weren't allowed longer than thirty minutes, they had to shower before and after, no diving, no wet hair, no sitting at the edge. Meanwhile, the hypocrite would float in it for hours. And the fact she had Randolph pour so much chlorine into the water, it stunk!

"Oh yeah..." Silver sighed, remembering. "There's gotta be something..." She froze.

"Yeah...I just realized, too." Diamond laughed at her own brain fart.

"You see her?" Silver whispered, looking over Diamond's shoulder once they hit the bottom of the stairs. Both of them had changed and were currently wearing long shirts that doubled as dresses.

Diamond glanced around. "No, but I'm not sure where she is now."

"Actually, Spoiled left about twenty minutes ago to go schmooze with her friends. So you're good for a few hours." A voice answered, making them both scream in shock.

"D-Daddy!/Mr. Rich!" They both gulped, seeing the man standing nearby, arms crossed. The silence that hung was almost choking, especially when he raised an inquisitive eye. "I...we..." Diamond tried to say, only to see him smirk and nod toward the front door.

Their eyes widened when it clicked, followed by them both hitting him with a dual hug and cheek kiss before scampering off. He found himself trying to fight off the widening smile when he heard "Diamond, your dad ROCKS!"

"How the hell did you get a key to their house??" Silver stared at the item in question while Diamond checked if the door was locked.

"Celestia gave it to me." She replied, squeeing when it proved to be open, indicating someone was home. "She's even less fond of Mom than we are." Opening the door introduced them to a sight that had both girls biting their lips in anticipation; they could see the fridge from their spot, and Spike was looking through it, wearing just his swim trunks.

"Mama likey..." Silver purred.

Fighting back a giggle, Diamond motioned for her to follow, slipping her sandals off and tiptoeing his way. The two sneaked over to the kitchen as fast as stealth would allow. All the while keeping an eye to make sure he didn't turn around. Thankfully, the most he did was bend down to check the lower shelves, offering a view that had them both make grabbing motions his way. Gradually, they closed the distance; ten feet....six....four....three....they were just close enough to pounce...

"Gotcha!" He laughed, whirling around to get an arm the both of them,causing both girls to squeal in surprise. That and when he gave both their asses a firm squeeze as he pulled them against him.

"How'd you know?" Diamond asked, trying to ignore the enjoyable grip.

He smirked. "I heard one of you trying not to giggle. Sound carries pretty good in this place. So, I doubt I have to ask what brings the two of you over, especially in this heat."

"Kinda, that and Mom has too much chlorine in ours." She made a face. "Whole thing smells like bleach."

"Yikes...well, I was about to take a dunk myself." He let them go to close the fridge door. "Feel free to...join..." His gaze drifted down as both girls gave him bedroom eyes and started slowly unbuttoning each other's shirts, letting the pieces of clothing slowly slide down off them, revealing both were wearing tiny, translucent slingkinis. Silver's was pink and Diamond's was white, but he could just make out their nipples and netherlips through the minuscule pieces of material that concealed them.

"I'd ask what you think of our new bikinis, Master..." Silver purred and stroked his growing erection through his trunks. " But, I think we can all 'see' the answer."

"....yeah, that was insane!"

"Tell me about it! When they..."

The conversation drifted in and out of audible range as Spike floated in the water.

"...I'll never get why she's..."

He probably would've paid a bit more attention, but he was distracted by the fact that, as soon as those bikini's hit the water, they went totally see-through. The only thing that showed they had something on were the black straps. Not that HE was complaining....he just wished 'junior' would stop threatening to come out and say hi.

"...you're kidding!"

"Ask him."

"Spike!" Silver called out. "Spike!"

"Yeah?"

"Is it true you made out with your mom on your eighteenth birthday?"

"Well, yeah. But I was drunk, so I don't remember much, except her tit in my mouth at least." He said, somewhat matter-of-factly.

Diamond gave him a slightly disbelieving look. "Seriously? When Celestia talked about it, you were embarrassed as all hell about it. Now..."

"Frankly, I was more worried about being seen as some kind of sick deviant if it got out. Adopted or not, some don't approve of that. Thinking back on it...now I'm more embarrassed at being a cheap drunk. Three mojitos isn't quite something to get hammered on..."

The two girls sat there, apparently taking that in, before rapidly whispering to each other, punctuated by a couple nipple pinches that didn't help his hardon. After a minute, they separated and gave him a look. "Say, Spike...you ever played 'Never Have I Ever'?" Diamond asked.

"Heard of it, never played myself...why?"

"Weeelll, it's a fun way to learn about the others you play with; and who knows might even give us all kinds of ideas for new stuff to try." She punctuated it by lightly rubbing Silver's pussy through her bikini.

Part of him hollered that he'd probably regret it, but it was quickly silenced. "....ok. Just, no tequila. I'm allergic to agave."

Author's Note

Ok, folks, any suggestions for the 'never have I ever' game? feel free to go naughty or mundane.