Delightfully Devilish Drabblesby hemoptysisChaptersSave a Pony, Ride... a PonyLactose TolerantNo CiderShe MonchNo Cider RepriseRoyal DecreeSave a Pony, Ride... a Pony"Fluttershy darling, why are you taking me shopping for animal collars? Surely you don't need my input on this kind of thing." The taller mare sank down, trying and failing to hide her blush behind her cascading mane. Her eyes scanned the ground. "W-well, you remember a month ago we were talking about that… thing? You know the one." "Ah! Yes, the thing. Is that something you wanted to explore?" Fluttershy nodded, forcing herself to fix her gaze on Rarity for at least a moment. "Mhmm. I was hoping you could help me pick out a cute… a cute collar." The smile Rarity gave her nearly killed her on the spot. So soft, so genuine. She was radiant. "Of course! I'm so happy you want my help with this. I hardly know why a good girl like you needs a collar but I suppose that's to be seen, hmm?" The cool hoof touching her burning cheeks scrambled Fluttershy’s already beleaguered brain and she could only barely mumbled out an affirmative reply. They walked in silence for a while, giving Fluttershy some time to collect her thoughts. It was nice having friends who didn't always need to talk. Sometimes it was just so hard to get her thoughts in a row that speech felt impossible. Even harder when you were with the prettiest mare in Ponyville and downright impossible when she was helping you buy a collar! "Well, we're here." 'Here' was a very unassuming brown brick building in the outskirts of town. There was a single hoof-made sign hanging in front of the door announcing the name: The Lucky Stallion. "I… Didn't know this place existed." "Me neither until I started looking." Fluttershy was relieved when Rarity took the lead and pushed the door open. At the sound of the door chime the portly mare working the front counter put her magazine down and smiled. "Well hiya! You girls lookin' for anythin'?" "Yes, we were wondering if you could point us towards the eh… the collars and such." “Oh sure, they’re gonna be right over there. Lemme know if ya need anything!” ‘Right over there’ in this instance meant tucked away in the back right corner of the store. Fluttershy was glad, honestly. Even in a place like this where everypony was there for a similar reason, it still made her feel… awkward. They made their way past a few aisles of various shapes, sizes, and colors of lingerie. She could almost feel Rarity turn her nose up at the displays. From what Fluttershy had seen her own personal collection put this place to shame. As distracted as she was, she nearly ran into Rarity when she came to a complete stop. Had they reached their destination? No, it appeared not. Instead… a shelf full of riding crops and whips. “Oh.” “Oh indeed. I have one of these at home but I wouldn’t mind picking up a second to bring with me on extended stays.” She considered them carefully for a moment before selecting a tasteful black leather crop. “A-are you going to use that on me?” “Only if you give me a reason to, dear.” Fluttershy didn’t know they made this many collars. More than just collars too. Bits, bridles, reins, halters… A whole selection of tack really. It was dizzying! Rarity took to it with aplomb and began floating collars too and fro, checking against Fluttershy’s coat and mane. She was content to simply stand there for the moment. “Fluttershy sweetheart, any suggestions? Preferences?” “Oh, I don’t know… Something darker in color. Maybe a burgundy or a—” Her eyes, desperate for anything to look at besides Rarity, spotted a deep purple collar. It was a sturdy leather piece wrapped in a sumptuous velvet. The white stitching was so tasteful… “That one.” She pointed to it firmly. “I want that one.” When Rarity followed the line from hoof to item she chuckled. She brought it up to her face and turned it over in her hooves a few times, appraising it as she would a precious gem. The smile on her face only grew wider as she did. “Purple and white, hmm? Just can’t wait to be mine, can you?” Rarity turned to face her and slipped the collar around her throat. “Perfect.” Fluttershy’s breathing nearly failed her as the collar touched the skin of her neck. Between what Rarity had said and the sensation of the velvet against her coat it took all her strength not to fall apart completely. She couldn’t help but whimper. She definitely couldn’t make eye contact as Rarity stepped closer. She felt Rarity’s tape measure brush against her muzzle a few times, heard her rustling out of her line of sight, and aimed her gaze upwards just in time to see Rarity carrying the rest of the set the collar belonged to. She passed out in the aisle. When she came to she was back at Carousel Boutique. How long…? It was impossible to tell, given the blackout curtains pulled over the windows. The dim candlelight gave it the impression of deep in the evening. She looked around at her surroundings and found herself set up in a rather cushy nest of pillows and blankets. Cozy! Fluttershy could see light seeping out from under the door to Rarity’s private bathroom. She watched the door intently until a few minutes later Rarity swept elegantly into the dressed head to hoof in oh my. Thin satin stockings covered her hind legs up to the hock where they were held in place by a matching garter belt. Even that little bit of lingerie shown off via a slow twirl was enough to set her face on fire. “You look… lovely, Rarity.” “Thank you! Now, I want you to know…” Fluttershy tried to pull away as Rarity approached but the tender hoof pulling her face up and out of her mane stopped that plan in its tracks. “After I put this collar on you, you’re not to speak. You are my pet. I promise you’ll be safe and sound no matter what. If at any point you start to feel uncomfortable, please let me know. Should we decide on a safe word?” “Mhmm. How about… Cotton?” “Cotton works! I shouldn’t expect we’ll have much reason to discuss fabrics once that pretty little muzzle of yours is buried in my muff.” All Fluttershy could do was nod in response. She swept her mane forward, baring the back of her neck to the mare who stood over her. She felt the collar slip over her and her loins quivered in anticipation. She screwed her eyes shut, the metal click of a leash connecting to the collar echoing in her mind. She let out a yelp as she felt a strong tug. She opened her eyes and found herself muzzle-to-crotch now. Her breathing was low and erratic. “Well? Do you need me to remind you what you’re here for?” Fluttershy shook her head or at least attempted to, given how much space she had to move with Rarity’s thighs on either side of her head. She didn’t see her bring the chair up but it certainly seemed to be serving its purpose. “Good, good…” The hoof gently combing through her mane was also ever so slightly pushing her snout forward so… Her lips made contact first and she nearly froze. This wasn’t the first time she had eaten Rarity out. Nowhere close really. It just felt so different now. She placed a tender kiss on the glistening slit before pressing her tongue against Raritys opening. With a gentle tease to the right and left she slowly, steadily worked her tongue past the labia. She began to move her tongue in broad strokes up and down now, more focused on getting Rarity stimulated than anything else. She let out a muffled yelp as she felt cold leather press against her maredick. Must be the riding crop she bought… A slap against the inner thigh told her to get back to work. She redoubled her focus, now taking her sweet time. She wanted to really appreciate the delicate lavender taste of the mare in front of her, feel all the heat and wetness and love that came with being an obedient little pony. She was starting to tire of teasing and pressed her tongue in deeper, digging into her warm, moist marehood like a spade. She lapped at Rarity’s walls with a sense of purpose. She was looking for… there! She made little circles over the clitoral hood with the tip of her tongue, smiling to herself as she felt a jolt shoot through the thighs that gripped the side of her head. Well… Her focus was on the clit now, a thick swollen nub that was just begging to be played with. As she carefully traced the circumference of it, she felt Rarity’s magic doing something similar between her own legs. It was nice, being rewarded for doing something you wanted to do already. She kissed Rarity’s engorged clit before bringing her lips together to suckle on it gently. “Oooooh… Good girl. Just like that.” She was a good girl. She was a good girl! She well and truly pressed her muzzle against Rarity’s groin, intent on exploring every inch of her walls. The pressure that deep inside Rarity restricted her to slowly grinding her tongue against her. It was hard to tell how long she kept at this, plunging into Raritys depths before retreating for air and lavishing attention on her lonely clit. What she did know, however, was that the bucking of her mistress's hips and the erratic pulse of her magic could only mean one thing: she was on the cusp of orgasm. Fluttershy pulled back completely, planting one wet sloppy kiss on her inner thigh before diving back in. She decided that she would remain lodged as deep inside her as she could. The smell of sweat and marecum mingled with the quiet moans of her mistress above her, lulling her into a trance. Her own pleasure was secondary, a dull memory in the fog that enveloped her mind. Right now her only concern was caring for the mare in front of her. She felt another tug on her leash, something that had remained slack for some time. She knew that was a good sign as it remained taught, sharp cries of pleasure spilling from Rarity’s lips. Just moments later Rarity’s first orgasm rocked her body, gushing sweet marecum on her muzzle. Even with the pressure of Rarity’s thighs threatening to squeeze her head off she didn’t falter. She chose to remain steadfast, tongue pressing against her quivering pussy in deep broad strokes. Rarity’s second orgasm hit moments later, more aftershocks than anything else. Fluttershy felt her relax almost completely, a satisfied moan cutting through the heavy air. Pleased with her work, Fluttershy pulled back and sat on her haunches. They both took some time to collect themselves, Rarity speaking first. “Good… Good girl. After that you. You deserve a reward.” Lactose Tolerant“I’m sorry Pinkie, you want me to help you find what?” “A lactation spell! And you don’t have to find it, I just need your help casting it. Cause y’know. No horn.” Pinkie tapped the top of her head with a forehoof and then looked around conspiratorially. “Yet.” “Ooookay. Would you mind telling me why you need to be able to, erm, lactate? Do the Cakes need that much help taking care of the kids?” “Nope! Although that is a good idea… I just wanna prank our friends!” Twilight pressed a hoof to her forehead. She didn’t understand pranks. She would never understand pranks and here she was, dating the Prank Master. The things she did for love. “Right. Pranks. What’s a better prank than getting you friends to drink your milk - Pinkie, what are you thinking?” Pinkie rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out. Apparently she just did not understand Pinkie’s motivation here. “Not make them drink it! That would be weird. I was gonna make some delicious pastries with it!” “Ah, of course! Pastries. Way less weird.” Twilight was firmly in the ‘no milk’ camp for all of thirty seconds before she crumbled under the weight of Pinkies pleading eyes. “Fine, I’ll help. You said you knew where the book was, yeah? Lead the way.” Four grams fenugreek, two grams blessed thistle, a quarter cup of sugar, a splash of fresh milk… Twilight liked making potions. Rare was the opportunity that she actually got to do anything with them that this was… kind of fun! Having Pinkie along for company certainly didn’t hurt either. “So potion making is kind of like baking?” “Basically! Just instead of putting the finished product in the oven you have a unicorn handy to activate the magic element of the potion while you, the imbiber, focus on the concentration portion of it.” “Hmmm… So if you’re so good at making potions, why are you so terrible at baking?” Twilight scowled. “Pinkie, do you want my help or not?” Her marefriend giggled before straightening out the almost-perpetual smile on her muzzle. “Yes, I do.” “Great. So drink this and then… concentrate on images of motherhood. Additional suggestions are flowing white fabric and running water.” To her credit, Pinkie absolutely knocked back the strange brew they had put together. She immediately screwed her eyes shut, forehead knotted in focus. Twilight stepped back and focused on handling the magic portion. Her job was a lot easier - maintain a harmonic magical field around Pinkie in order to lend energy to the transformative aspect of the potion. A little moan escaped Pinkie’s lips as her body began to change. That noise was typically reserved for tender touches on the inner thigh so whatever was happening must feel… kind of good. Pinkie’s eyes shot open and a mile-wide grin spread across her muzzle. “IT WORKED! YOUR POTION WORKED!” Twilight scarcely had time to react before Pinkie swept her into a crushing hug. She fluffed her wings out, preening any errant feathers before turning her attention back to Pinkie Pie. “Can I… See?” “Of course!” Twilight crouched down and cast her eyes upwards and sure enough there was a pair of healthy, plump teats where before there had been none. “Huh.” “Want a taste?” Twilight's ears plastered themselves against her head as she returned to standing height. “No, that’s quite alright. Anyways, let's get ourselves to Sugarcube Corner.” Pinkie paused for a moment, seemingly rooted in place. “Can you… teleport us there? I don’t know how to hide these.” Ah, Sugarcube Corner. This little bakery was packed full of more memories than Twilight could recollect. It wasn’t often that she was behind the counter, however. Pinkie was off scouring the kitchen for ingredients while Twilight waited patiently. “Okay, six times four is twenty four and this recipe makes twelve muffins so…” Twilight found Pinkie’s concentration absolutely adorable. Whenever she got into the baking mood like this it was hard to keep her heart from melting. “Anything I can help you with?” “Sure! Here in a second I’m gonna need to get some milk.” Pinkie was digging around in a cupboard and she took a moment to turn her head and wink. From where Twilight was sitting she could just see her teats dangling between her legs. She turned away and instead focused on a mixer to her left to keep her mind from straying. “Okay, I’m ready when you are!” “Hmm? Right, milk. Do you… do you really need my help with this?” “Of course! I can’t very well reach back there and milk myself now can I?” “Fair. How much milk do we need?” “A cup and a half if you don’t mind.” Okay Twilight, nothing weird about milking the mare you love. Totally normal. This is just a prank! Set the measuring cup down, make sure it’s positioned below at least one nipple. She’d probably alternate once she got to about halfway. Lay down, tuck your forelegs underneath yourself. This is a job for delicate magic. Twilight reached out and gently cupped one of Pinkies teats in her telekinesis. It was so full and heavy. This potion was supposed to last a couple of days. What was Pinkie planning to do afterwards? Whatever. She tugged the erect nipple firmly and a stream of milk came cascading out and into the measuring cup. She could hear Pinkie stifle a moan. Totally normal. She set to work, slowly and steadily squeezing milk into the cup. Pinke whined throughout the process but to her credit remained surprisingly still. “Okay! I’ve got about three quarters of a cup so onto the next one!” “The next one? Twilight, I thought you were done!” “Listen, you made this choice Pinkie. Now you get to live with the consequences. Hold still.” Twilight tried to hurry through the other half but it was… difficult. Pinkie really seemed to be enjoying this, if the wetness running down her inner leg was any indication. Not to mention Twilight was getting awful curious. A little taste wouldn’t hurt, right? She brought her lips up the closest teat and tongued the nipple gently. A warm splash of milk filled her mouth. It was… sweet. Kind of tasted like vanilla. Most of Pinkie tasted like vanilla. “Twi-Twilight, this isn’t part of the ah!” Twilight just wanted a liiiittle more. She sucked more intently and let the sweet ambrosia wash over her senses. She pulled back, milk dribbling from her open mouth and onto the floor. “S-sorry, I got a little carried away. Let me get back to work.” “Hmph. Just… save it for afterwards, okay?” She could do that. Twilight finished up milking her and sweet Summer skies Pinkie was wet. Twilight could only hope that she capable of composing herself in time. To be fair, she still had the entire baking process left to go. Pinkie worked well under pressure and Twilight was certainly that being debilitatingly aroused counted as a pressure of sorts. Before too long Pinkie had finished with, well, everything really. The muffins were done, their friends were assembled in the main room, and Pinkie had managed to collect herself. “Twilight, would you mind walking these out to the girls?” “You’re really going to have to figure out what you’re going to do about those because they stick around for a while.” “Hmmmmm… Guess I just can’t go outside for a few days!” Twilight rolled her eyes and trotted out with a tray full of muffins. “Here you are, compliments of the lovely baker there.” She floated four pastries out to each of her friends. They hadn’t even touched the table before Dash had eaten one, muffin cup and all. She returned to the counter and stood next to her marefriend, surveying the carnage. They… really enjoyed them. Pinkies baking was always superb but this was something else. In the time it took her to walk back more than half of the muffins on the table had been laid to waste. Twilight felt an overwhelming wave of guilt crash over her. “Don’t you think we should tell them?” “YES! I can’t waAAAait. I actually can’t wait. EVERYPONY! I WANT TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!” The room froze. Twilight felt like her life hung in the balance. Battling Tirek wasn't even half as nerve-wracking as this. "PINKIE CONVINCED ME TO USE MAGIC TO GIVE HER TEATS SO SHE COULD PRANK YOU BY USING HER MILK AS AN INGREDIENT AND I'M ONLY JUST NOW COMING TO TERMS WITH HOW HORRIBLE THIS IS." "I CONVINCED TWILIGHT TO HELP ME MAGIC SOME TEATS ONTO MYSELF SO I COULD PRANK ALL OF YOU BY REPLACING REGULAR, BORING MILK WITH SPECIAL PINKIE MILK! GOTCHA!" The reaction in the room was… mixed. Rainbow Dash and Applejack took the whole concept in stride while Fluttershy was a little more bashful, finishing the muffin she was eating before shrinking down into her chair. Rarity cast a desperate glance around the room, the muffin she had been chewing already spat out on the table in front of her. "Well, speaking for Fluttershy and myself I have to say I don't much appreciate this 'prank'. While the muffins were quite delicious it really is irresponsible to involve your friends in something they were unable to properly consent to. I'll be having a discussion with both of you later." "I dunno Rares, milk is kinda hot so… what's the deal?" The look Rainbow received was enough to silence her completely for the next hour. Pinkie looked like she was about to burst into tears and nearly did as she choked out an apology. "Y-you're right Rarity. I'm really sorry. I didn't stop and think about what I was doing or if it would hurt somepony I love." Rarity’s gaze softened and a warm smile returned to her face. "It's alright, I think we forgive you. Now then, why don't we finish these muffins?" No CiderOkay, so maybe she was a week early for the cider harvest. Two weeks. A month. Fine, so she was two months early but c'mon. Sweet Apple Acre cider was kind of a Huge Deal. Speaking of huge deals, Applejack was making a pretty big one about not giving up the cider that she knew she had. "Dash Ah'm not gonna tell you again: we ain't got any cider!" Rainbow Dash leaned in, a smug smile on her face. AJ would fall for her charms in no time. She was certain of it! "Listen, Applejack. I understand that you don’t want word coming out that you and your family started cider production early. I get it! All I’m saying is that we’re friends and that you can trust me! Your secret cider is gonna be safe with me.” If the ears flattened against Applejack’s head were any indication she was starting to get genuinely mad about this. Rainbow Dash was about ready to cut her losses until… “Alright, Ah’ll let you in on a little family secret.” Applejack cast a few conspiratorial glances around the entirely empty barn. “We do have one barrel of cider. It’s been agin’ for a while now but Ah gotta say: It tastes awful. Kinda like… Like a mare in heats’ piss. Real nasty stuff.” Rainbow Dash had to stifle a blush there. “Wow Applejack, you know what piss tastes like? I get that you’re country n’ all but don’t you think that’s going a little far?” The look Applejack gave her would have vaporized a lesser pony but it was just enough to cow Rainbow Dash. “D’you want the damn cider or not?” “Y-yeah, I’ll take the cider. Thanks AJ. Sorry for bein’ such a drag.” The smile that crept its way onto Applejack’s face seemed almost sinister. “Don’t worry about it Dash. Ah know how you get over yer cider. Ah'll be right back.” If Rainbow Dash was any less herself she would be worried. The phrasing Applejack was using, that look she had on her face before she disappeared into a back room in the barn… She tried to push these doubts from her mind and assume the best case scenario: there was a shitty barrel of test cider hidden in this barn that the Apple family didn’t want and she would get to drink the entire thing in one sitting. She’d be rendered basically comatose for the rest of the day afterwards but she didn’t have anything else planned besides this, so... Applejack disappeared into the back of the barn just far enough to where she was certain Dash couldn’t hear her. That off-hoof comment about mare piss wasn’t entirely unfounded. She had been intending to use the restroom before Dash showed up but her desperate insistence to bring her cider that didn’t exist waylaid that plan pretty harshly. So… she’d find another way to relieve herself and her dear marefriend would suffer the consequences. Applejack stood over the toilet, bracing herself against the wall with one hoof and holding the empty mug in the other. Once she was done with this that mug would probably have to be destroyed but hey, gotta break some eggs to prank your marefriend. She eased up control of her bladder and her piss came out in a clean, even stream. She made sure to drink plenty of water throughout the day but there was just enough yellow to pass it off as a shoddy cider. She finished up and made her way back to Dash, struggling her hardest to keep a devilish smile off her face. Rainbow Dash nearly jumped out of her seat on the rickety old picnic table she had commandeered. “Applejack! There you are! I was worried you got lost there babe.” “Yeah, the spigot was a lot rustier than Ah was anticipatin’. Ah got yer cider right here though. It’s pretty warm cause we figured it wasn’t worth refrigeratin’ on account of the fact that it tastes awful n’ all.” “Listen, I don’t care what temperature it is so long as it-” Rainbow Dash stopped dead in her tracks. Her nostrils flared as the tart smell of fermented apples hit her muzzle. That much was to be expected. There was an acrid undertone though; it smelled kind of like... She gave the mug another good whiff to make sure she was smelling what she thought she was smelling. Her ears swept back against her head and a deep crimson blush spread across her muzzle. The tips of her wings shook themselves out on their own. Did… Did Applejack know? Rainbow Dash took a sip as it was clearly what was expected of her, regardless of what Applejack did or did not know about the things she enjoyed in the bedroom. She was certain she had never shared this with anypony other than Shy and Twi. It tasted… sweeter than she was expecting. The warmth of the liquid and the subdued note of cinnamon made her loins quiver. Oh Stars that was good. She bit her lip as she set the mug down. “So. Whaddya think, Dash?” Applejack seemed a little confused but it was clear she was trying to maintain a sort of braggadocious stance. “It doesn't taste great but… I dunno. I kinda like it.” Without waiting, she knocked back a couple more gulps, some of her friends piss dribbling down her chin. She licked it up for good measure. “Rainbow that’s - yer - yer drinkin’ pee, darlin’. Did you not notice?” Applejack seemed genuinely worried for her marefriend. “No, I - I noticed.” Rainbow Dash sucked in a breath, trying to stabilize her nerves. It didn’t help that she was definitely aroused at this point but now Applejack thought she was loony. “I have… a thing. For piss. Which you accidentally kind of played into. I can like, dump this out and leave your barn and we can never talk about this again if you want, but. I figure now is a good time to come clean.” Applejack wavered for a moment. Rainbow could see she was weighing her options, having a proper moral debate with herself. She turned back to face her marefriend with the debate settled and the verdict in hoof. “Ah understand. Ah got some particular tastes that Ah’m more than a little embarrassed by. So tell you what. You finish up that there 'cider' and then skedaddle cause Ah still got work to do. Come back in a few hours and Ah think Ah’ll have s’more for ya, straight from the tap. On one condition though.” Rainbow Dash brightened up. Not only did Applejack NOT think she was a freak but she was willing to indulge her. Score! She finished up her drink before responding. “Whatever you want, babe.” “Don’t come back 'till them hooves are nice n’ pretty.” Rainbow Dash blushed something fierce before letting out a hearty chuckle. She winked in affirmation before taking off, leaving a wet spot on the bench for Applejack to appreciate. She Monch“Thank you so much for going shopping with me!” You lean into Fluttershy as the two of you walk down the leaf-covered trail back to her cottage. Her wing falls over your flank and a warmth fills your heart. “Oh, don’t worry about it too much. Always happy to help, especially when it’s for my friends new kitten!” “Yeah, I think she’s really gonna appreciate this bed we got her. Oooor she’s going to keep sleeping on my head.” Fluttershy giggled. “That seems much more likely but hey, the thought is what counts. That’s what Rainbow Dash says at least.” “I’m sure she does!” You’re both laughing now, your mirth bouncing off the barren trees. You’re thankful for the scarf you bought today. You didn’t have much warm clothing after moving to Ponyville and the thick wool is already putting in a lot of work. You tighten it with your magic idly. Ponyville is… a big change from Las Pegasus. You were working there after getting your Cutie Mark. You loved helping ponies and customer service was kind of like that but you always knew there was something more. So you took the plunge and moved out to the country. Fluttershy was one of the ponies who first helped you get on your hooves, giving you plenty of work to do around her animal sanctuary. You had become quick friends, going so far as to help hold things down when her and her friends went on their crazy adventures. It was pretty cool knowing an Element of Harmony but it was even cooler knowing Fluttershy herself. She did seem kind of worried tonight though. “You’re… feeling okay, right?” “Hmm? Oh yes, I feel fine. Why?” “Well I just remember you being kind of apprehensive about going out tonight. I know things can be kind of scary, especially around this time of year but… I dunno. I’m here for you no matter what.” Fluttershy smiled but the look on her face told you there was still something hanging heavy over her head. She avoided your gaze, preferring to look out at the setting sun instead. The rays filtering through the trees made her coat look like it was alight. She really was beautiful. “I’m not… I’m not that afraid of anything out there. I’m afraid of me.” What? “What?” “I want to let you in on a little secret but you can't tell anypony else, okay? Not even Twilight or any of the others. I mean it!” “Okay, okay, you have my oath of secrecy. What is it?” “It’s just… I turn into a bat pony sometimes. During this season specifically. The girls helped me fight it and I thought I was cured but I guess it can still happen. I can manage it for the most part but if you and I were alone and I changed I don’t know if I would be able to stop myself…” She seemed pretty serious. This must be pretty heavy. “What would happen if you did change?” “I… I don’t know. I might hurt you. When I turn I feel so hungry a-and the only thing that can satisfy me is. Is pony blood.” “I dunno, that sounds pretty romantic.” You crack a friendly smile but Fluttershy scowls at you. Have her ears always been that fluffy? Or her eyebrows that thick? “Okay, alright, I’m sorry. All I’m saying is if a mare as pretty as you wanted to take some blood out of my body I wouldn’t complain.” Fluttershy wasn’t walking beside you any more. She was standing stock still, head hung low. “R-run, please. You have to run.” She looked up at you, a bright crimson spreading across her pupils and a new set of fangs fangs bared. “RUN!” You didn’t need to be told twice, taking off in a sprint down the path. You weren’t far off. Maybe if you got to her cottage you would be— WHAM! You felt something bowl you over, sending you sprawling. You connect with the hard dirt of the well-trodden path and hardly have a moment to bemoan your soreness before feeling another pony pounce on top of you. There you were, lying defenseless on your back, eyes locked with one very batty Fluttershy. “F-Fluttershy?” She snarled at you, saliva dripping from her maw. You searched her eyes for a trace of the Fluttershy you knew but found nothing. Behind those blood-red windows was an animal, a feral presence that wanted one thing: blood. She wasted no time in getting it, snapping down and sinking her fangs into your neck. It hurt. It hurt a lot! Just as quickly as the pain started it subsided however, dying down a much more manageable discomfort. You could feel her drinking, feel the blood leave your body. It felt… kind of nice. Maybe it was something in her spit? She pulled back, muzzle slick with blood and you noticed for the first time just how aroused you were. There was definitely something in her spit. She sniffed at the wound in your neck, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to the marks she had left. Her muzzle trailed downward, stopping at your groin. Your squirming stopped as she held your hindlegs down with her forelegs. The growl and the murderous look she gave you didn’t hurt either. Those frenized eyes of hers looked almost contemplative as she scraped her fangs against the tender flesh of your inner thigh. Another flash of white-hot pain as she bit you again, taking only a bat pony sip from your leg. Apparently satisfied with her efforts to put you in your place she pressed her broad forked tongue against your waiting marehood. Her breath was wet and hot against your skin and you couldn’t help but tremble in anticipation. Whatever was in her bite was really messing with your head. You could hardly think straight on a good day and it was all you could do to fight off the trance that threatened to envelope you. You were given a moment of clarity as her tongue pushed into you, burrowing deep inside. Her tongue pressed against your sensitive walls as she buried her muzzle in your muff completely. If she seemed animalistic before she was even further gone now. You let yourself get lost in a haze of pleasure as she tasted every inch of you. The way she was working her tongue against you, pushing deep into you before darting out to suckle on your engorged clit was almost too much to bear. You felt yourself nearly hit the crest of pleasure before fizzling back down as she reteacted her careful tongue time and time again. She knew what she was doing. She had to be! You wanted to cry out in pleasure, desperately beg the animal between your legs for some sort of release but your mouth felt glued shut. Your lips parted for a moment as she pressed her muzzle against yours, her tongue thrashing against yours. You had never really wondered what a cocktail of blood and marecum tasted like but you got your answer. It was… intoxicating. The rumble in her throat seemed appreciative. She pressed herself against you as you continued making out, the feeling of your muzzles pressed together blending into a fuzzy haze of ecstasy. The blood loss didn't hurt either. Finally, she pulled away, giving you a satisfied smile as you whined at the loss of the warmth of her lips against yours. Moments later a different set of lips greeted you. You weren't given any time to complain as she sat her pussy firmly down on your muzzle. It was all you could do to grab onto her ample hips with your forelegs and get to work. You weren't quite as gifted as her in regards to your tongue but you definitely knew how to apply what you had to the best of your ability. You started as you typically did, with shallow laps at the entrance to her muff. Your tongue danced across her swollen lips and your face quickly became soaked as thanks. Content to know that she was more than ready, your tongue slips inside her. She’s so warm and soft and wet… You lose yourself in the act of cunnilingus, barely aware of the attention she was giving your marehood in kind. The only thing that can drag you out of the sensory bliss you had found yourself in was the mounting pressure in your loins. This time Fluttershy made no attempt to delay your orgasm, instead choosing to redouble her efforts. Your voice hitched in your throat as the first climax swept through you, your chest filling with a lightning that arced through the rest of your body in frenzied pulses. Your hips bucked under Fluttershy whose tongue was still lodged deep inside you. A second climax came swift on the heels of the first, followed by a third and a fourth. By then every last drop of energy had left your body. You could no longer scream or moan in pleasure; it was all you could do to let out a soft groan as Fluttershy pulled her muzzle out from between your legs. As the ringing in your ears subsided, a familiar voice cut through the air. “I… I didn’t hurt you, did I?” You smacked your lips a couple times and struggled to remember how to speak. Finally your lips parted and your response came, barely a whisper. “No.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Can you move?” “No.” “O-oh. I’ll carry you to my cottage then, get you patched up and get some food in you. I have a tea that helps in the event of eh… blood loss.” You were too tired to speak at this point and were eternally grateful as Fluttershy scooped you up and hoisted you onto her back. This sort of thing would normally worry you but you noticed the bat features still remained. You had no doubt that her strength remained as well. “You smell really good.” No Cider RepriseRainbow Dash trotted up the familiar path to the Apple family homestead, the sun shining and her head abuzz. She was skeptical about her rendezvous with Applejack, especially given the lack of privacy the busy farm tended to afford them. She knocked a few times on the door, waiting impatiently as she heard hoofsteps make their way down to the door. As it swung open she saw… Applebloom. Not who she was expecting. "Hey Apple Bloom, is your sister around? I tried checking out the barn but couldn't find her." "Oh, she's over at Fluttershy’s actually. She told me to tell you that.” Apple Bloom looked just as confused as she was. Rainbow kind of wished she had known earlier but it’s not like she couldn’t get to Shy’s in a jiffy. “Huh. Okay! Thanks AB! See ya around!” What was Applejack doing at Fluttershy’s cottage? She supposed it was a little more private than the Apple estate. She was amazed nopony walked in on her and Applejack anymore but then again they knew better than to snoop around when they were together. Once you see your sister rutting one of her friends like a wild animal a few times you’re probably not in a hurry to see it again. The trip to Fluttershy’s cottage was a short one and not just because she was flying a liiittle bit faster than normal. It was also just a pretty straight shot from here to there. Pegasi certainly had it easier but she had come to like walking the more time she spent with the girls. There was a certain beauty you couldn’t quite appreciate from the air. She spotted Applejack and Fluttershy hanging out on Fluttershy’s patio, sharing a cup of tea. She alighted a few paces away, ruffling the table cloth as she touched down. She shook her wings out as she approached the gate. It opened without much hassle and hardly any noise. The canister of oil sitting next to it would be to thank for that. “Girls. How are we today?” “Oh, just fine thanks. Applejack told me about what happened today.” Rainbow Dash’s blood went cold for a moment. Applejack’s ears plastered themselves to the side of her head. She shied away from Rainbow, tipping her hat down to cover her blush. “Yeah. Ah figured it wouldn’t be a big issue given you an’ her have been together for so long.” Remembering to fix her face, Rainbow let out a low chuckle. “It’s no biggie. I’m glad to have it have it off my chest really.” “Well now that you’ve got it off yer chest how about we get somethin else on yer chest? Rainbow blushed, heat and candy-apple red spreading across her cheeks like wildfire. She rubbed the back of her head and smiled sheepishly. “That is… surprisingly forward, AJ. I like it!” She turned to Shy who was trying and failing to stifle a giggle. “Are you joining us Fluttershy?” “Hmm? Oh, yes. That’s why Applejack came by actually. She wanted to know if I’d be interested and after the quality time Rarity and I spent together today… I’m a little fired up.” Fluttershy and Applejack stood up from the table in unison and fixed their eyes on Rainbow. She was definitely not prepared for the intensity in their gaze and was even less prepared as Applejack swept her hind legs out from under her. She landed solidly on her rump and before she could blink Fluttershy had her muzzle resting comfortably between her thighs. Applejack was still standing, pacing around the sitting Rainbow Dash. She set her Stetson on the table and stopped just to the right of Dash. She ran a hoof through her mane tenderly, a look of pure affection on her sun-speckled face. Sitting here with the sounds of the world all around, a mare pressing soft kisses against her thighs and another looking at her with the purest love she had ever seen… It was clear she was the luckiest pegasus in all of Equestria. That was before the fun even started. After minutes of kissing and suckling at the firm flesh of her inner thighs Fluttershy had finally made contact with her marehood. Between her thighs seemed to be Fluttershy’s favorite place to be and Rainbow certainly wasn’t going to complain. She was so adept with her tongue that it would be stupid to be anything but grateful. Applejack straddled the two of them, standing on her hindlegs with her front hooves on Rainbows head for stability. Rainbow was compact, especially compared to her friends. This was a curse for the most part but just this once she considered it more a blessing than anything else. She was just below eye level with Applejack’s groin and she kissed her exposed marehood in a silent expression of thanks. Rainbow Dash hummed happily as she lavished even more attention on Applejack’s swollen lips, whining as she was pulled away. “Y’know that ain’t why yer here, Dash.” “I mean, it’s kind of why I’m here. Getting peed on is like, secondary to making my marefriends happy.” “Well,” Applejack pressed on her forehead, tilting her head back. “How about you make me real happy and open that cute muzzle of yers?” Rainbow Dash was more than willing to oblige, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out. She shut her eyes. This had to be her favorite part. The anticipation was starting to kill her but her reward came swiftly and with a grunt from Applejack. She was never really ready for it, the heat and the smell and the taste. It enveloped her senses as it ran over her tongue and down her throat. She could appreciate the heady apple aroma more now given that it was the only thing she could smell. It was the only thing she wanted to smell. It was still sweet cinnamon, vaguely acrid. This close, this fresh, there was clove and chili pepper too. She strained forward and brought her muzzle to Applejacks muff, lapping at the lazy stream of piss. She sat back on her forelegs with a contented sigh as Applejack finished. Her snout and chest fur were soaked through, Applejack’s scent clinging to her like burs to a winter coat. Applejack pulled away and Rainbow had scarce opened her eyes before she felt Fluttershy’s erect maredick poke her lips. She locked eyes with Fluttershy and smiled the truest smile she had in a week. “So… you next, huh?” “Mhmm. I was actually drinking your favorite tea before you came over so…” “Shy, you’re too good for me. You know that, right?” Rainbow Dash kissed the tip of her marefriends dick, gently running her tongue around the ridged head. “Oh, I know. I love you anyway.” Fluttershy giggled before pulling back a little. Rainbow Dash didn’t need to be told to open her mouth this time and instead took pleasure in just sitting back and waiting. The stream touched her chest first, the strong floral scent mingling with the almost-bitter cider smell of Applejack. As the heat ran down her chest and over her thighs she felt her loins quiver. She let out a sharp gasp as it made contact with her muzzle, warm piss flooding her mouth and pouring over her tongue. Fluttershy’s piss taste like jasmine and peach. It really was Rainbow Dash’s favorite tea blend both in a cup and… like this. It was earthy with that hint of sweetness she craved. As she felt the stream weaken she wrapped her lips around Fluttershy’s hardness and thrust her muzzle forward, moaning around her marefriends dick. She pulled back once she was satisfied, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Fluttershy bent down and pressed a kiss against her soaked muzzle, the taste of her own marecum mingling with the piss that coated her lips. Their tongues collided in her mouth, each one of them taking a moment to savor the taste of the other before pulling away breathlessly. Having done her part, Fluttershy nestled back down and returned to her work on Rainbow’s pussy. She turned her attention to Applejack who was now starting to press careful kisses against the front of her hoof. “Hey babe, why don’t you come up here? Yep, just like that. There we go.” Applejack was sat on her thigh now and Rainbow could feel her wet marehood grinding against her. “I forgot to get that hooficure, by the way. That… won’t be a problem, will it?” Applejack smiled coyly, ears lying flat against the side of her head. “Not at all sugarcube. Ah don’t mind it when Ah got a little extra work to do.” “Stars above I love you. Very well! You may continue.” Continue she did as she traced the front of her hoof with a series of tiny kisses. She tilted it up gently, brushing her tongue in broad strokes against the underside of her hoof. She paid careful attention to the frog, mixing in intermittent kisses. This felt nice. Rainbow could definitely get used to this sort of pampering. Applejack really was intent to licking her hooves clean. Her work ethic and dedication to detail clearly extended into this part of her life as well. Satisfied with her work on the left hoof she reached over to Rainbow’s right. To make Applejack’s job a little easier she extended it, humming happily as it was met with tender kisses. She started bouncing the thigh Applejack was straddling, earning a hearty moan. Rainbow’s own moan followed shortly after as Fluttershy decided to pay some special attention to her clit. Applejack’s tongue was so warm, even against the hard nail of her hoof. Applejack herself was like a hot water bottle, perfect in the winter cold and a little overbearing in the summer heat. Under the shade like this that heat was perfect, a source of pure bliss in the moment. Applejack finished up with her front hooves, slinking off Rainbow’s thigh. The wet spot she left was a sight to behold. She owed both her and Fluttershy some attention after this. For now, however, she was more than happy to let the two of them pamper her to their heart's content. She knew she could come off as a little abrasive some days but Fluttershy and Applejack had always been there for her and she loved them even more for it. At this point she was certain that Applejack had finished cleaning her hooves and was just enjoying herself. Fluttershy too. Speaking of… She felt a familiar feeling swirling in her gut, her body tingling with anticipation. Before she could moan out a warning her orgasm swept over her. It was tender; soft convulsions rippling through her as all the stress of the day drained out of her. Fluttershy stilled her tongue for a moment, happily letting Rainbow’s marecum splash on her muzzle. It was all Rainbow could do not to kick Applejack in the face. As the wave of pleasure worked its way through her system she laid flat on her back and sighed happily. Fluttershy pulled herself up and laid down on Rainbow, their hearts beating in time. Applejack took up a spot next to her and pressed her muzzle into her mane. They fell asleep like that, the late summer heat wrapping them up in her arms. Royal Decree“Rainbow Dash, if you don’t get your filthy hooves out of my personal space, I'm going to send you to the moon.” Twilight didn’t look up from her book even as Rainbow felt the muscles in her calf tense. “You can’t do that, right?” Rainbow prodded the floating book gripped in Twilight’s telekinesis. “You can’t do that. Princess Celestia wouldn’t let you do that.” Twilight leveled her book, fast enough to try and swat Rainbow’s intruding hoof but not fast enough to catch it before she pulled it back. “You don’t know what Celestia lets me do. Sure, it wouldn’t be for the full thousand years but I think a couple moons would be more than enough.” Rainbow scooted back to her side of the couch, setting the book she had been cradling just five minutes ago off to the side. Her bones were buzzing with unspent kinetic energy, her wings shaking themselves out idly. “You could never do that to me, your one true love. Right? It’d be cruel!” Rainbow Dash threw herself over the armrest, letting her head hang loose as she cracked her back in the process. She felt Twilight shift closer without seeing it, her exposed belly a sudden glaring weak point. “I dunno, Luna was Celestia’s sister and she still carted her off to moon camp. Who’s to say I wouldn’t do the same to you?” Rainbow shot upright as Twilight traced an idle hoof down the soft fur of her outer thigh. “Well, I’m sure Luna doesn’t lay the kind of pipe that I do so like, I don’t think their relationship can hold a candle to ours.” Twilight’s muzzle crumpled like a tin roof colliding with the side of a mountain. “Now get your hooves off me you evil woman.” “Oh? You’re going to give orders to a Princess?” Twilight cocked an eyebrow and shot Rainbow Dash out of the sky. “Maybe you didn’t get the memo but I’m kind of in charge here.” Rainbow’s voice hitched in her throat as her brain ground to a halt, rear ending every other motor function in the process. “That’s… That doesn’t count. You’re cheating. Quit it.” Finally in control of her rebellious body, Rainbow pulled her hindlegs against her in an attempt to keep the marauding princess out. Her attempt would be for naught as Twilight carefully and deliberated unfolded Rainbow with her telekinesis. Rainbow hated when she did that. Well, she loved it, but magic was cheating where Rainbow was concerned. “Nope! I won’t stop till you apologize for disrespecting my authority.” Rainbow stuck out her tongue, refusing to yield to the foul imperialist she called a marefriend. “Fuck you, eat shit, make me!” What was a friendly but devious smile on Twilight’s face quickly shifted into something more devious and less friendly as Rainbow’s brain caught up to her mouth. Stupid. Stupid pegasus. Stupid pegasus found herself getting unpretzled even further now, glowing magic holding her struggling limbs as far out from her center of mass as Twilight wanted them. A purple hoof traced idle circles across the fluff of Rainbow’s stomach. She tried and failed to stifle a chuckle. “Oh, I forgot how ticklish you were.” That was bullshit. Twilight was lying, if the way her brow was knit in concentration was any indication. “Now then…” Rainbow writhed and wriggled as Twilight’s hoof came into contact with the side of her stomach, gurgling out a panicked laugh as she snatched a foreleg from Twilight’s magic. She swatted the princess away, only for the other side of her abdomen to come under attack. “Twiiiiii, stop it! Using magic is cheating!” Twilight was grinning like a devil, pinning Rainbow’s hindlegs down with her own body mass. Ever since she had picked up the wings Twilight had grown, now dwarfing the small pegasus completely. Her hooves roamed Rainbow’s muscled frame, playing her like a fuzzy guitar. “Apologize! Say ‘I’m sorry, Princess Twilight.’ That’s all I want to hear!” Rainbow could hardly respond through her bodies need to scream and howl. “No! You’ll catch me dead before I apologize!” Twilight’s horn was aflare now, her magic tickling Rainbow’s pits even as her hooves continued their assault of her trembling core. “If you die, I’ll just have Celestia bring you back to life. You can’t escape me!” Rainbow had already given up trying to fight Twilight physically, instead choosing to take her to task on the battlefield of ideas. “Babe, how am I supposed to trust you once I’m the leader of the Wonderbolts if you won’t even stop stop stop stop!” “What’re you gonna do, pee yourself?” Twilight chuckled, half at her own joke and half at Rainbow’s desperate struggle. Rainbow’s stomach stirred, a different feeling than the one of rapturous mirth that had overtaken her. Was she going to pee herself? She had been holding it in the past hour. Did Twilight want that? “Do you want me to?” Twilight crashed to a standstill, her hooves impacting with the plush couch behind Rainbow. Silence hung in the air like the blade of a guillotine. Rainbow waited for her head to roll. “Do you. Do I. Do I what?” “Pee.” Rainbow knew there was more to that sentence but her brain refused to construct it. “Pee.” Twilight echoed, a look of worry creeping across her face. “Do you want me to pee myself. Is what I wanted to ask you. Cause if you do, you’ll have to tickle me more.” Rainbow Dash felt her face, her ears, her loins burning. Twilight just smiled. Stars above did she smile. “I think. That would be cute. So you better hold up your end of the bargain, because these hooves stop for no mare.” Rainbow hardly had time to register what Twilight had said before the full brunt of her assault crashed against her unsuspecting body. Her pits, her wings, her sides, her hooves; every part of her body weak to the tickling was being targeted at once. She loved magic more than she could ever say. She let the bliss of contact wash over her, her thoughts a jumbled mess of laughter cut with a dose of pleasure. She could feel her erection free itself from its sheath, she could feel Twilight looking down at it, she could feel her bladder stir. Pressure mounted as the room swam into focus, taking on a sudden clarity as the need to piss hit her all at once. “Twilight, you’re gonna make me pee myself!” “Good!” Rainbow buried her muzzle in her hooves as she surrendered to her base biological functions. Her cock twitched as a warm stream of piss arced through the air and landed square on the fuzz of her chest. Her voice trembled and she choked out a moan as the burn of shame mingled with the heat of pleasure. The smell was intoxicating, dulling her senses even as a careful hoof ran up the underside of her shaft. She wanted to disappear from sight even as she soaked her chest in piss. Rainbow's hips bucked forward at the pressure from Twilight’s hoof. A splash of piss hit her lips and her tongue darted out to meet it. Why did it have to taste so good? Rainbow uncovered her face only as the stream trickled out, making uneasy eye contact with the mare who just made her piss herself. “Did I do good?” “Of course, dear.” Twilight leaned down to kiss Rainbow, their lips lingering for just a moment. “You did great.”
Save a Pony, Ride... a Pony"Fluttershy darling, why are you taking me shopping for animal collars? Surely you don't need my input on this kind of thing." The taller mare sank down, trying and failing to hide her blush behind her cascading mane. Her eyes scanned the ground. "W-well, you remember a month ago we were talking about that… thing? You know the one." "Ah! Yes, the thing. Is that something you wanted to explore?" Fluttershy nodded, forcing herself to fix her gaze on Rarity for at least a moment. "Mhmm. I was hoping you could help me pick out a cute… a cute collar." The smile Rarity gave her nearly killed her on the spot. So soft, so genuine. She was radiant. "Of course! I'm so happy you want my help with this. I hardly know why a good girl like you needs a collar but I suppose that's to be seen, hmm?" The cool hoof touching her burning cheeks scrambled Fluttershy’s already beleaguered brain and she could only barely mumbled out an affirmative reply. They walked in silence for a while, giving Fluttershy some time to collect her thoughts. It was nice having friends who didn't always need to talk. Sometimes it was just so hard to get her thoughts in a row that speech felt impossible. Even harder when you were with the prettiest mare in Ponyville and downright impossible when she was helping you buy a collar! "Well, we're here." 'Here' was a very unassuming brown brick building in the outskirts of town. There was a single hoof-made sign hanging in front of the door announcing the name: The Lucky Stallion. "I… Didn't know this place existed." "Me neither until I started looking." Fluttershy was relieved when Rarity took the lead and pushed the door open. At the sound of the door chime the portly mare working the front counter put her magazine down and smiled. "Well hiya! You girls lookin' for anythin'?" "Yes, we were wondering if you could point us towards the eh… the collars and such." “Oh sure, they’re gonna be right over there. Lemme know if ya need anything!” ‘Right over there’ in this instance meant tucked away in the back right corner of the store. Fluttershy was glad, honestly. Even in a place like this where everypony was there for a similar reason, it still made her feel… awkward. They made their way past a few aisles of various shapes, sizes, and colors of lingerie. She could almost feel Rarity turn her nose up at the displays. From what Fluttershy had seen her own personal collection put this place to shame. As distracted as she was, she nearly ran into Rarity when she came to a complete stop. Had they reached their destination? No, it appeared not. Instead… a shelf full of riding crops and whips. “Oh.” “Oh indeed. I have one of these at home but I wouldn’t mind picking up a second to bring with me on extended stays.” She considered them carefully for a moment before selecting a tasteful black leather crop. “A-are you going to use that on me?” “Only if you give me a reason to, dear.” Fluttershy didn’t know they made this many collars. More than just collars too. Bits, bridles, reins, halters… A whole selection of tack really. It was dizzying! Rarity took to it with aplomb and began floating collars too and fro, checking against Fluttershy’s coat and mane. She was content to simply stand there for the moment. “Fluttershy sweetheart, any suggestions? Preferences?” “Oh, I don’t know… Something darker in color. Maybe a burgundy or a—” Her eyes, desperate for anything to look at besides Rarity, spotted a deep purple collar. It was a sturdy leather piece wrapped in a sumptuous velvet. The white stitching was so tasteful… “That one.” She pointed to it firmly. “I want that one.” When Rarity followed the line from hoof to item she chuckled. She brought it up to her face and turned it over in her hooves a few times, appraising it as she would a precious gem. The smile on her face only grew wider as she did. “Purple and white, hmm? Just can’t wait to be mine, can you?” Rarity turned to face her and slipped the collar around her throat. “Perfect.” Fluttershy’s breathing nearly failed her as the collar touched the skin of her neck. Between what Rarity had said and the sensation of the velvet against her coat it took all her strength not to fall apart completely. She couldn’t help but whimper. She definitely couldn’t make eye contact as Rarity stepped closer. She felt Rarity’s tape measure brush against her muzzle a few times, heard her rustling out of her line of sight, and aimed her gaze upwards just in time to see Rarity carrying the rest of the set the collar belonged to. She passed out in the aisle. When she came to she was back at Carousel Boutique. How long…? It was impossible to tell, given the blackout curtains pulled over the windows. The dim candlelight gave it the impression of deep in the evening. She looked around at her surroundings and found herself set up in a rather cushy nest of pillows and blankets. Cozy! Fluttershy could see light seeping out from under the door to Rarity’s private bathroom. She watched the door intently until a few minutes later Rarity swept elegantly into the dressed head to hoof in oh my. Thin satin stockings covered her hind legs up to the hock where they were held in place by a matching garter belt. Even that little bit of lingerie shown off via a slow twirl was enough to set her face on fire. “You look… lovely, Rarity.” “Thank you! Now, I want you to know…” Fluttershy tried to pull away as Rarity approached but the tender hoof pulling her face up and out of her mane stopped that plan in its tracks. “After I put this collar on you, you’re not to speak. You are my pet. I promise you’ll be safe and sound no matter what. If at any point you start to feel uncomfortable, please let me know. Should we decide on a safe word?” “Mhmm. How about… Cotton?” “Cotton works! I shouldn’t expect we’ll have much reason to discuss fabrics once that pretty little muzzle of yours is buried in my muff.” All Fluttershy could do was nod in response. She swept her mane forward, baring the back of her neck to the mare who stood over her. She felt the collar slip over her and her loins quivered in anticipation. She screwed her eyes shut, the metal click of a leash connecting to the collar echoing in her mind. She let out a yelp as she felt a strong tug. She opened her eyes and found herself muzzle-to-crotch now. Her breathing was low and erratic. “Well? Do you need me to remind you what you’re here for?” Fluttershy shook her head or at least attempted to, given how much space she had to move with Rarity’s thighs on either side of her head. She didn’t see her bring the chair up but it certainly seemed to be serving its purpose. “Good, good…” The hoof gently combing through her mane was also ever so slightly pushing her snout forward so… Her lips made contact first and she nearly froze. This wasn’t the first time she had eaten Rarity out. Nowhere close really. It just felt so different now. She placed a tender kiss on the glistening slit before pressing her tongue against Raritys opening. With a gentle tease to the right and left she slowly, steadily worked her tongue past the labia. She began to move her tongue in broad strokes up and down now, more focused on getting Rarity stimulated than anything else. She let out a muffled yelp as she felt cold leather press against her maredick. Must be the riding crop she bought… A slap against the inner thigh told her to get back to work. She redoubled her focus, now taking her sweet time. She wanted to really appreciate the delicate lavender taste of the mare in front of her, feel all the heat and wetness and love that came with being an obedient little pony. She was starting to tire of teasing and pressed her tongue in deeper, digging into her warm, moist marehood like a spade. She lapped at Rarity’s walls with a sense of purpose. She was looking for… there! She made little circles over the clitoral hood with the tip of her tongue, smiling to herself as she felt a jolt shoot through the thighs that gripped the side of her head. Well… Her focus was on the clit now, a thick swollen nub that was just begging to be played with. As she carefully traced the circumference of it, she felt Rarity’s magic doing something similar between her own legs. It was nice, being rewarded for doing something you wanted to do already. She kissed Rarity’s engorged clit before bringing her lips together to suckle on it gently. “Oooooh… Good girl. Just like that.” She was a good girl. She was a good girl! She well and truly pressed her muzzle against Rarity’s groin, intent on exploring every inch of her walls. The pressure that deep inside Rarity restricted her to slowly grinding her tongue against her. It was hard to tell how long she kept at this, plunging into Raritys depths before retreating for air and lavishing attention on her lonely clit. What she did know, however, was that the bucking of her mistress's hips and the erratic pulse of her magic could only mean one thing: she was on the cusp of orgasm. Fluttershy pulled back completely, planting one wet sloppy kiss on her inner thigh before diving back in. She decided that she would remain lodged as deep inside her as she could. The smell of sweat and marecum mingled with the quiet moans of her mistress above her, lulling her into a trance. Her own pleasure was secondary, a dull memory in the fog that enveloped her mind. Right now her only concern was caring for the mare in front of her. She felt another tug on her leash, something that had remained slack for some time. She knew that was a good sign as it remained taught, sharp cries of pleasure spilling from Rarity’s lips. Just moments later Rarity’s first orgasm rocked her body, gushing sweet marecum on her muzzle. Even with the pressure of Rarity’s thighs threatening to squeeze her head off she didn’t falter. She chose to remain steadfast, tongue pressing against her quivering pussy in deep broad strokes. Rarity’s second orgasm hit moments later, more aftershocks than anything else. Fluttershy felt her relax almost completely, a satisfied moan cutting through the heavy air. Pleased with her work, Fluttershy pulled back and sat on her haunches. They both took some time to collect themselves, Rarity speaking first. “Good… Good girl. After that you. You deserve a reward.”
Lactose Tolerant“I’m sorry Pinkie, you want me to help you find what?” “A lactation spell! And you don’t have to find it, I just need your help casting it. Cause y’know. No horn.” Pinkie tapped the top of her head with a forehoof and then looked around conspiratorially. “Yet.” “Ooookay. Would you mind telling me why you need to be able to, erm, lactate? Do the Cakes need that much help taking care of the kids?” “Nope! Although that is a good idea… I just wanna prank our friends!” Twilight pressed a hoof to her forehead. She didn’t understand pranks. She would never understand pranks and here she was, dating the Prank Master. The things she did for love. “Right. Pranks. What’s a better prank than getting you friends to drink your milk - Pinkie, what are you thinking?” Pinkie rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out. Apparently she just did not understand Pinkie’s motivation here. “Not make them drink it! That would be weird. I was gonna make some delicious pastries with it!” “Ah, of course! Pastries. Way less weird.” Twilight was firmly in the ‘no milk’ camp for all of thirty seconds before she crumbled under the weight of Pinkies pleading eyes. “Fine, I’ll help. You said you knew where the book was, yeah? Lead the way.” Four grams fenugreek, two grams blessed thistle, a quarter cup of sugar, a splash of fresh milk… Twilight liked making potions. Rare was the opportunity that she actually got to do anything with them that this was… kind of fun! Having Pinkie along for company certainly didn’t hurt either. “So potion making is kind of like baking?” “Basically! Just instead of putting the finished product in the oven you have a unicorn handy to activate the magic element of the potion while you, the imbiber, focus on the concentration portion of it.” “Hmmm… So if you’re so good at making potions, why are you so terrible at baking?” Twilight scowled. “Pinkie, do you want my help or not?” Her marefriend giggled before straightening out the almost-perpetual smile on her muzzle. “Yes, I do.” “Great. So drink this and then… concentrate on images of motherhood. Additional suggestions are flowing white fabric and running water.” To her credit, Pinkie absolutely knocked back the strange brew they had put together. She immediately screwed her eyes shut, forehead knotted in focus. Twilight stepped back and focused on handling the magic portion. Her job was a lot easier - maintain a harmonic magical field around Pinkie in order to lend energy to the transformative aspect of the potion. A little moan escaped Pinkie’s lips as her body began to change. That noise was typically reserved for tender touches on the inner thigh so whatever was happening must feel… kind of good. Pinkie’s eyes shot open and a mile-wide grin spread across her muzzle. “IT WORKED! YOUR POTION WORKED!” Twilight scarcely had time to react before Pinkie swept her into a crushing hug. She fluffed her wings out, preening any errant feathers before turning her attention back to Pinkie Pie. “Can I… See?” “Of course!” Twilight crouched down and cast her eyes upwards and sure enough there was a pair of healthy, plump teats where before there had been none. “Huh.” “Want a taste?” Twilight's ears plastered themselves against her head as she returned to standing height. “No, that’s quite alright. Anyways, let's get ourselves to Sugarcube Corner.” Pinkie paused for a moment, seemingly rooted in place. “Can you… teleport us there? I don’t know how to hide these.” Ah, Sugarcube Corner. This little bakery was packed full of more memories than Twilight could recollect. It wasn’t often that she was behind the counter, however. Pinkie was off scouring the kitchen for ingredients while Twilight waited patiently. “Okay, six times four is twenty four and this recipe makes twelve muffins so…” Twilight found Pinkie’s concentration absolutely adorable. Whenever she got into the baking mood like this it was hard to keep her heart from melting. “Anything I can help you with?” “Sure! Here in a second I’m gonna need to get some milk.” Pinkie was digging around in a cupboard and she took a moment to turn her head and wink. From where Twilight was sitting she could just see her teats dangling between her legs. She turned away and instead focused on a mixer to her left to keep her mind from straying. “Okay, I’m ready when you are!” “Hmm? Right, milk. Do you… do you really need my help with this?” “Of course! I can’t very well reach back there and milk myself now can I?” “Fair. How much milk do we need?” “A cup and a half if you don’t mind.” Okay Twilight, nothing weird about milking the mare you love. Totally normal. This is just a prank! Set the measuring cup down, make sure it’s positioned below at least one nipple. She’d probably alternate once she got to about halfway. Lay down, tuck your forelegs underneath yourself. This is a job for delicate magic. Twilight reached out and gently cupped one of Pinkies teats in her telekinesis. It was so full and heavy. This potion was supposed to last a couple of days. What was Pinkie planning to do afterwards? Whatever. She tugged the erect nipple firmly and a stream of milk came cascading out and into the measuring cup. She could hear Pinkie stifle a moan. Totally normal. She set to work, slowly and steadily squeezing milk into the cup. Pinke whined throughout the process but to her credit remained surprisingly still. “Okay! I’ve got about three quarters of a cup so onto the next one!” “The next one? Twilight, I thought you were done!” “Listen, you made this choice Pinkie. Now you get to live with the consequences. Hold still.” Twilight tried to hurry through the other half but it was… difficult. Pinkie really seemed to be enjoying this, if the wetness running down her inner leg was any indication. Not to mention Twilight was getting awful curious. A little taste wouldn’t hurt, right? She brought her lips up the closest teat and tongued the nipple gently. A warm splash of milk filled her mouth. It was… sweet. Kind of tasted like vanilla. Most of Pinkie tasted like vanilla. “Twi-Twilight, this isn’t part of the ah!” Twilight just wanted a liiiittle more. She sucked more intently and let the sweet ambrosia wash over her senses. She pulled back, milk dribbling from her open mouth and onto the floor. “S-sorry, I got a little carried away. Let me get back to work.” “Hmph. Just… save it for afterwards, okay?” She could do that. Twilight finished up milking her and sweet Summer skies Pinkie was wet. Twilight could only hope that she capable of composing herself in time. To be fair, she still had the entire baking process left to go. Pinkie worked well under pressure and Twilight was certainly that being debilitatingly aroused counted as a pressure of sorts. Before too long Pinkie had finished with, well, everything really. The muffins were done, their friends were assembled in the main room, and Pinkie had managed to collect herself. “Twilight, would you mind walking these out to the girls?” “You’re really going to have to figure out what you’re going to do about those because they stick around for a while.” “Hmmmmm… Guess I just can’t go outside for a few days!” Twilight rolled her eyes and trotted out with a tray full of muffins. “Here you are, compliments of the lovely baker there.” She floated four pastries out to each of her friends. They hadn’t even touched the table before Dash had eaten one, muffin cup and all. She returned to the counter and stood next to her marefriend, surveying the carnage. They… really enjoyed them. Pinkies baking was always superb but this was something else. In the time it took her to walk back more than half of the muffins on the table had been laid to waste. Twilight felt an overwhelming wave of guilt crash over her. “Don’t you think we should tell them?” “YES! I can’t waAAAait. I actually can’t wait. EVERYPONY! I WANT TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!” The room froze. Twilight felt like her life hung in the balance. Battling Tirek wasn't even half as nerve-wracking as this. "PINKIE CONVINCED ME TO USE MAGIC TO GIVE HER TEATS SO SHE COULD PRANK YOU BY USING HER MILK AS AN INGREDIENT AND I'M ONLY JUST NOW COMING TO TERMS WITH HOW HORRIBLE THIS IS." "I CONVINCED TWILIGHT TO HELP ME MAGIC SOME TEATS ONTO MYSELF SO I COULD PRANK ALL OF YOU BY REPLACING REGULAR, BORING MILK WITH SPECIAL PINKIE MILK! GOTCHA!" The reaction in the room was… mixed. Rainbow Dash and Applejack took the whole concept in stride while Fluttershy was a little more bashful, finishing the muffin she was eating before shrinking down into her chair. Rarity cast a desperate glance around the room, the muffin she had been chewing already spat out on the table in front of her. "Well, speaking for Fluttershy and myself I have to say I don't much appreciate this 'prank'. While the muffins were quite delicious it really is irresponsible to involve your friends in something they were unable to properly consent to. I'll be having a discussion with both of you later." "I dunno Rares, milk is kinda hot so… what's the deal?" The look Rainbow received was enough to silence her completely for the next hour. Pinkie looked like she was about to burst into tears and nearly did as she choked out an apology. "Y-you're right Rarity. I'm really sorry. I didn't stop and think about what I was doing or if it would hurt somepony I love." Rarity’s gaze softened and a warm smile returned to her face. "It's alright, I think we forgive you. Now then, why don't we finish these muffins?"
No CiderOkay, so maybe she was a week early for the cider harvest. Two weeks. A month. Fine, so she was two months early but c'mon. Sweet Apple Acre cider was kind of a Huge Deal. Speaking of huge deals, Applejack was making a pretty big one about not giving up the cider that she knew she had. "Dash Ah'm not gonna tell you again: we ain't got any cider!" Rainbow Dash leaned in, a smug smile on her face. AJ would fall for her charms in no time. She was certain of it! "Listen, Applejack. I understand that you don’t want word coming out that you and your family started cider production early. I get it! All I’m saying is that we’re friends and that you can trust me! Your secret cider is gonna be safe with me.” If the ears flattened against Applejack’s head were any indication she was starting to get genuinely mad about this. Rainbow Dash was about ready to cut her losses until… “Alright, Ah’ll let you in on a little family secret.” Applejack cast a few conspiratorial glances around the entirely empty barn. “We do have one barrel of cider. It’s been agin’ for a while now but Ah gotta say: It tastes awful. Kinda like… Like a mare in heats’ piss. Real nasty stuff.” Rainbow Dash had to stifle a blush there. “Wow Applejack, you know what piss tastes like? I get that you’re country n’ all but don’t you think that’s going a little far?” The look Applejack gave her would have vaporized a lesser pony but it was just enough to cow Rainbow Dash. “D’you want the damn cider or not?” “Y-yeah, I’ll take the cider. Thanks AJ. Sorry for bein’ such a drag.” The smile that crept its way onto Applejack’s face seemed almost sinister. “Don’t worry about it Dash. Ah know how you get over yer cider. Ah'll be right back.” If Rainbow Dash was any less herself she would be worried. The phrasing Applejack was using, that look she had on her face before she disappeared into a back room in the barn… She tried to push these doubts from her mind and assume the best case scenario: there was a shitty barrel of test cider hidden in this barn that the Apple family didn’t want and she would get to drink the entire thing in one sitting. She’d be rendered basically comatose for the rest of the day afterwards but she didn’t have anything else planned besides this, so... Applejack disappeared into the back of the barn just far enough to where she was certain Dash couldn’t hear her. That off-hoof comment about mare piss wasn’t entirely unfounded. She had been intending to use the restroom before Dash showed up but her desperate insistence to bring her cider that didn’t exist waylaid that plan pretty harshly. So… she’d find another way to relieve herself and her dear marefriend would suffer the consequences. Applejack stood over the toilet, bracing herself against the wall with one hoof and holding the empty mug in the other. Once she was done with this that mug would probably have to be destroyed but hey, gotta break some eggs to prank your marefriend. She eased up control of her bladder and her piss came out in a clean, even stream. She made sure to drink plenty of water throughout the day but there was just enough yellow to pass it off as a shoddy cider. She finished up and made her way back to Dash, struggling her hardest to keep a devilish smile off her face. Rainbow Dash nearly jumped out of her seat on the rickety old picnic table she had commandeered. “Applejack! There you are! I was worried you got lost there babe.” “Yeah, the spigot was a lot rustier than Ah was anticipatin’. Ah got yer cider right here though. It’s pretty warm cause we figured it wasn’t worth refrigeratin’ on account of the fact that it tastes awful n’ all.” “Listen, I don’t care what temperature it is so long as it-” Rainbow Dash stopped dead in her tracks. Her nostrils flared as the tart smell of fermented apples hit her muzzle. That much was to be expected. There was an acrid undertone though; it smelled kind of like... She gave the mug another good whiff to make sure she was smelling what she thought she was smelling. Her ears swept back against her head and a deep crimson blush spread across her muzzle. The tips of her wings shook themselves out on their own. Did… Did Applejack know? Rainbow Dash took a sip as it was clearly what was expected of her, regardless of what Applejack did or did not know about the things she enjoyed in the bedroom. She was certain she had never shared this with anypony other than Shy and Twi. It tasted… sweeter than she was expecting. The warmth of the liquid and the subdued note of cinnamon made her loins quiver. Oh Stars that was good. She bit her lip as she set the mug down. “So. Whaddya think, Dash?” Applejack seemed a little confused but it was clear she was trying to maintain a sort of braggadocious stance. “It doesn't taste great but… I dunno. I kinda like it.” Without waiting, she knocked back a couple more gulps, some of her friends piss dribbling down her chin. She licked it up for good measure. “Rainbow that’s - yer - yer drinkin’ pee, darlin’. Did you not notice?” Applejack seemed genuinely worried for her marefriend. “No, I - I noticed.” Rainbow Dash sucked in a breath, trying to stabilize her nerves. It didn’t help that she was definitely aroused at this point but now Applejack thought she was loony. “I have… a thing. For piss. Which you accidentally kind of played into. I can like, dump this out and leave your barn and we can never talk about this again if you want, but. I figure now is a good time to come clean.” Applejack wavered for a moment. Rainbow could see she was weighing her options, having a proper moral debate with herself. She turned back to face her marefriend with the debate settled and the verdict in hoof. “Ah understand. Ah got some particular tastes that Ah’m more than a little embarrassed by. So tell you what. You finish up that there 'cider' and then skedaddle cause Ah still got work to do. Come back in a few hours and Ah think Ah’ll have s’more for ya, straight from the tap. On one condition though.” Rainbow Dash brightened up. Not only did Applejack NOT think she was a freak but she was willing to indulge her. Score! She finished up her drink before responding. “Whatever you want, babe.” “Don’t come back 'till them hooves are nice n’ pretty.” Rainbow Dash blushed something fierce before letting out a hearty chuckle. She winked in affirmation before taking off, leaving a wet spot on the bench for Applejack to appreciate.
She Monch“Thank you so much for going shopping with me!” You lean into Fluttershy as the two of you walk down the leaf-covered trail back to her cottage. Her wing falls over your flank and a warmth fills your heart. “Oh, don’t worry about it too much. Always happy to help, especially when it’s for my friends new kitten!” “Yeah, I think she’s really gonna appreciate this bed we got her. Oooor she’s going to keep sleeping on my head.” Fluttershy giggled. “That seems much more likely but hey, the thought is what counts. That’s what Rainbow Dash says at least.” “I’m sure she does!” You’re both laughing now, your mirth bouncing off the barren trees. You’re thankful for the scarf you bought today. You didn’t have much warm clothing after moving to Ponyville and the thick wool is already putting in a lot of work. You tighten it with your magic idly. Ponyville is… a big change from Las Pegasus. You were working there after getting your Cutie Mark. You loved helping ponies and customer service was kind of like that but you always knew there was something more. So you took the plunge and moved out to the country. Fluttershy was one of the ponies who first helped you get on your hooves, giving you plenty of work to do around her animal sanctuary. You had become quick friends, going so far as to help hold things down when her and her friends went on their crazy adventures. It was pretty cool knowing an Element of Harmony but it was even cooler knowing Fluttershy herself. She did seem kind of worried tonight though. “You’re… feeling okay, right?” “Hmm? Oh yes, I feel fine. Why?” “Well I just remember you being kind of apprehensive about going out tonight. I know things can be kind of scary, especially around this time of year but… I dunno. I’m here for you no matter what.” Fluttershy smiled but the look on her face told you there was still something hanging heavy over her head. She avoided your gaze, preferring to look out at the setting sun instead. The rays filtering through the trees made her coat look like it was alight. She really was beautiful. “I’m not… I’m not that afraid of anything out there. I’m afraid of me.” What? “What?” “I want to let you in on a little secret but you can't tell anypony else, okay? Not even Twilight or any of the others. I mean it!” “Okay, okay, you have my oath of secrecy. What is it?” “It’s just… I turn into a bat pony sometimes. During this season specifically. The girls helped me fight it and I thought I was cured but I guess it can still happen. I can manage it for the most part but if you and I were alone and I changed I don’t know if I would be able to stop myself…” She seemed pretty serious. This must be pretty heavy. “What would happen if you did change?” “I… I don’t know. I might hurt you. When I turn I feel so hungry a-and the only thing that can satisfy me is. Is pony blood.” “I dunno, that sounds pretty romantic.” You crack a friendly smile but Fluttershy scowls at you. Have her ears always been that fluffy? Or her eyebrows that thick? “Okay, alright, I’m sorry. All I’m saying is if a mare as pretty as you wanted to take some blood out of my body I wouldn’t complain.” Fluttershy wasn’t walking beside you any more. She was standing stock still, head hung low. “R-run, please. You have to run.” She looked up at you, a bright crimson spreading across her pupils and a new set of fangs fangs bared. “RUN!” You didn’t need to be told twice, taking off in a sprint down the path. You weren’t far off. Maybe if you got to her cottage you would be— WHAM! You felt something bowl you over, sending you sprawling. You connect with the hard dirt of the well-trodden path and hardly have a moment to bemoan your soreness before feeling another pony pounce on top of you. There you were, lying defenseless on your back, eyes locked with one very batty Fluttershy. “F-Fluttershy?” She snarled at you, saliva dripping from her maw. You searched her eyes for a trace of the Fluttershy you knew but found nothing. Behind those blood-red windows was an animal, a feral presence that wanted one thing: blood. She wasted no time in getting it, snapping down and sinking her fangs into your neck. It hurt. It hurt a lot! Just as quickly as the pain started it subsided however, dying down a much more manageable discomfort. You could feel her drinking, feel the blood leave your body. It felt… kind of nice. Maybe it was something in her spit? She pulled back, muzzle slick with blood and you noticed for the first time just how aroused you were. There was definitely something in her spit. She sniffed at the wound in your neck, pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to the marks she had left. Her muzzle trailed downward, stopping at your groin. Your squirming stopped as she held your hindlegs down with her forelegs. The growl and the murderous look she gave you didn’t hurt either. Those frenized eyes of hers looked almost contemplative as she scraped her fangs against the tender flesh of your inner thigh. Another flash of white-hot pain as she bit you again, taking only a bat pony sip from your leg. Apparently satisfied with her efforts to put you in your place she pressed her broad forked tongue against your waiting marehood. Her breath was wet and hot against your skin and you couldn’t help but tremble in anticipation. Whatever was in her bite was really messing with your head. You could hardly think straight on a good day and it was all you could do to fight off the trance that threatened to envelope you. You were given a moment of clarity as her tongue pushed into you, burrowing deep inside. Her tongue pressed against your sensitive walls as she buried her muzzle in your muff completely. If she seemed animalistic before she was even further gone now. You let yourself get lost in a haze of pleasure as she tasted every inch of you. The way she was working her tongue against you, pushing deep into you before darting out to suckle on your engorged clit was almost too much to bear. You felt yourself nearly hit the crest of pleasure before fizzling back down as she reteacted her careful tongue time and time again. She knew what she was doing. She had to be! You wanted to cry out in pleasure, desperately beg the animal between your legs for some sort of release but your mouth felt glued shut. Your lips parted for a moment as she pressed her muzzle against yours, her tongue thrashing against yours. You had never really wondered what a cocktail of blood and marecum tasted like but you got your answer. It was… intoxicating. The rumble in her throat seemed appreciative. She pressed herself against you as you continued making out, the feeling of your muzzles pressed together blending into a fuzzy haze of ecstasy. The blood loss didn't hurt either. Finally, she pulled away, giving you a satisfied smile as you whined at the loss of the warmth of her lips against yours. Moments later a different set of lips greeted you. You weren't given any time to complain as she sat her pussy firmly down on your muzzle. It was all you could do to grab onto her ample hips with your forelegs and get to work. You weren't quite as gifted as her in regards to your tongue but you definitely knew how to apply what you had to the best of your ability. You started as you typically did, with shallow laps at the entrance to her muff. Your tongue danced across her swollen lips and your face quickly became soaked as thanks. Content to know that she was more than ready, your tongue slips inside her. She’s so warm and soft and wet… You lose yourself in the act of cunnilingus, barely aware of the attention she was giving your marehood in kind. The only thing that can drag you out of the sensory bliss you had found yourself in was the mounting pressure in your loins. This time Fluttershy made no attempt to delay your orgasm, instead choosing to redouble her efforts. Your voice hitched in your throat as the first climax swept through you, your chest filling with a lightning that arced through the rest of your body in frenzied pulses. Your hips bucked under Fluttershy whose tongue was still lodged deep inside you. A second climax came swift on the heels of the first, followed by a third and a fourth. By then every last drop of energy had left your body. You could no longer scream or moan in pleasure; it was all you could do to let out a soft groan as Fluttershy pulled her muzzle out from between your legs. As the ringing in your ears subsided, a familiar voice cut through the air. “I… I didn’t hurt you, did I?” You smacked your lips a couple times and struggled to remember how to speak. Finally your lips parted and your response came, barely a whisper. “No.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Can you move?” “No.” “O-oh. I’ll carry you to my cottage then, get you patched up and get some food in you. I have a tea that helps in the event of eh… blood loss.” You were too tired to speak at this point and were eternally grateful as Fluttershy scooped you up and hoisted you onto her back. This sort of thing would normally worry you but you noticed the bat features still remained. You had no doubt that her strength remained as well. “You smell really good.”
No Cider RepriseRainbow Dash trotted up the familiar path to the Apple family homestead, the sun shining and her head abuzz. She was skeptical about her rendezvous with Applejack, especially given the lack of privacy the busy farm tended to afford them. She knocked a few times on the door, waiting impatiently as she heard hoofsteps make their way down to the door. As it swung open she saw… Applebloom. Not who she was expecting. "Hey Apple Bloom, is your sister around? I tried checking out the barn but couldn't find her." "Oh, she's over at Fluttershy’s actually. She told me to tell you that.” Apple Bloom looked just as confused as she was. Rainbow kind of wished she had known earlier but it’s not like she couldn’t get to Shy’s in a jiffy. “Huh. Okay! Thanks AB! See ya around!” What was Applejack doing at Fluttershy’s cottage? She supposed it was a little more private than the Apple estate. She was amazed nopony walked in on her and Applejack anymore but then again they knew better than to snoop around when they were together. Once you see your sister rutting one of her friends like a wild animal a few times you’re probably not in a hurry to see it again. The trip to Fluttershy’s cottage was a short one and not just because she was flying a liiittle bit faster than normal. It was also just a pretty straight shot from here to there. Pegasi certainly had it easier but she had come to like walking the more time she spent with the girls. There was a certain beauty you couldn’t quite appreciate from the air. She spotted Applejack and Fluttershy hanging out on Fluttershy’s patio, sharing a cup of tea. She alighted a few paces away, ruffling the table cloth as she touched down. She shook her wings out as she approached the gate. It opened without much hassle and hardly any noise. The canister of oil sitting next to it would be to thank for that. “Girls. How are we today?” “Oh, just fine thanks. Applejack told me about what happened today.” Rainbow Dash’s blood went cold for a moment. Applejack’s ears plastered themselves to the side of her head. She shied away from Rainbow, tipping her hat down to cover her blush. “Yeah. Ah figured it wouldn’t be a big issue given you an’ her have been together for so long.” Remembering to fix her face, Rainbow let out a low chuckle. “It’s no biggie. I’m glad to have it have it off my chest really.” “Well now that you’ve got it off yer chest how about we get somethin else on yer chest? Rainbow blushed, heat and candy-apple red spreading across her cheeks like wildfire. She rubbed the back of her head and smiled sheepishly. “That is… surprisingly forward, AJ. I like it!” She turned to Shy who was trying and failing to stifle a giggle. “Are you joining us Fluttershy?” “Hmm? Oh, yes. That’s why Applejack came by actually. She wanted to know if I’d be interested and after the quality time Rarity and I spent together today… I’m a little fired up.” Fluttershy and Applejack stood up from the table in unison and fixed their eyes on Rainbow. She was definitely not prepared for the intensity in their gaze and was even less prepared as Applejack swept her hind legs out from under her. She landed solidly on her rump and before she could blink Fluttershy had her muzzle resting comfortably between her thighs. Applejack was still standing, pacing around the sitting Rainbow Dash. She set her Stetson on the table and stopped just to the right of Dash. She ran a hoof through her mane tenderly, a look of pure affection on her sun-speckled face. Sitting here with the sounds of the world all around, a mare pressing soft kisses against her thighs and another looking at her with the purest love she had ever seen… It was clear she was the luckiest pegasus in all of Equestria. That was before the fun even started. After minutes of kissing and suckling at the firm flesh of her inner thighs Fluttershy had finally made contact with her marehood. Between her thighs seemed to be Fluttershy’s favorite place to be and Rainbow certainly wasn’t going to complain. She was so adept with her tongue that it would be stupid to be anything but grateful. Applejack straddled the two of them, standing on her hindlegs with her front hooves on Rainbows head for stability. Rainbow was compact, especially compared to her friends. This was a curse for the most part but just this once she considered it more a blessing than anything else. She was just below eye level with Applejack’s groin and she kissed her exposed marehood in a silent expression of thanks. Rainbow Dash hummed happily as she lavished even more attention on Applejack’s swollen lips, whining as she was pulled away. “Y’know that ain’t why yer here, Dash.” “I mean, it’s kind of why I’m here. Getting peed on is like, secondary to making my marefriends happy.” “Well,” Applejack pressed on her forehead, tilting her head back. “How about you make me real happy and open that cute muzzle of yers?” Rainbow Dash was more than willing to oblige, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out. She shut her eyes. This had to be her favorite part. The anticipation was starting to kill her but her reward came swiftly and with a grunt from Applejack. She was never really ready for it, the heat and the smell and the taste. It enveloped her senses as it ran over her tongue and down her throat. She could appreciate the heady apple aroma more now given that it was the only thing she could smell. It was the only thing she wanted to smell. It was still sweet cinnamon, vaguely acrid. This close, this fresh, there was clove and chili pepper too. She strained forward and brought her muzzle to Applejacks muff, lapping at the lazy stream of piss. She sat back on her forelegs with a contented sigh as Applejack finished. Her snout and chest fur were soaked through, Applejack’s scent clinging to her like burs to a winter coat. Applejack pulled away and Rainbow had scarce opened her eyes before she felt Fluttershy’s erect maredick poke her lips. She locked eyes with Fluttershy and smiled the truest smile she had in a week. “So… you next, huh?” “Mhmm. I was actually drinking your favorite tea before you came over so…” “Shy, you’re too good for me. You know that, right?” Rainbow Dash kissed the tip of her marefriends dick, gently running her tongue around the ridged head. “Oh, I know. I love you anyway.” Fluttershy giggled before pulling back a little. Rainbow Dash didn’t need to be told to open her mouth this time and instead took pleasure in just sitting back and waiting. The stream touched her chest first, the strong floral scent mingling with the almost-bitter cider smell of Applejack. As the heat ran down her chest and over her thighs she felt her loins quiver. She let out a sharp gasp as it made contact with her muzzle, warm piss flooding her mouth and pouring over her tongue. Fluttershy’s piss taste like jasmine and peach. It really was Rainbow Dash’s favorite tea blend both in a cup and… like this. It was earthy with that hint of sweetness she craved. As she felt the stream weaken she wrapped her lips around Fluttershy’s hardness and thrust her muzzle forward, moaning around her marefriends dick. She pulled back once she was satisfied, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Fluttershy bent down and pressed a kiss against her soaked muzzle, the taste of her own marecum mingling with the piss that coated her lips. Their tongues collided in her mouth, each one of them taking a moment to savor the taste of the other before pulling away breathlessly. Having done her part, Fluttershy nestled back down and returned to her work on Rainbow’s pussy. She turned her attention to Applejack who was now starting to press careful kisses against the front of her hoof. “Hey babe, why don’t you come up here? Yep, just like that. There we go.” Applejack was sat on her thigh now and Rainbow could feel her wet marehood grinding against her. “I forgot to get that hooficure, by the way. That… won’t be a problem, will it?” Applejack smiled coyly, ears lying flat against the side of her head. “Not at all sugarcube. Ah don’t mind it when Ah got a little extra work to do.” “Stars above I love you. Very well! You may continue.” Continue she did as she traced the front of her hoof with a series of tiny kisses. She tilted it up gently, brushing her tongue in broad strokes against the underside of her hoof. She paid careful attention to the frog, mixing in intermittent kisses. This felt nice. Rainbow could definitely get used to this sort of pampering. Applejack really was intent to licking her hooves clean. Her work ethic and dedication to detail clearly extended into this part of her life as well. Satisfied with her work on the left hoof she reached over to Rainbow’s right. To make Applejack’s job a little easier she extended it, humming happily as it was met with tender kisses. She started bouncing the thigh Applejack was straddling, earning a hearty moan. Rainbow’s own moan followed shortly after as Fluttershy decided to pay some special attention to her clit. Applejack’s tongue was so warm, even against the hard nail of her hoof. Applejack herself was like a hot water bottle, perfect in the winter cold and a little overbearing in the summer heat. Under the shade like this that heat was perfect, a source of pure bliss in the moment. Applejack finished up with her front hooves, slinking off Rainbow’s thigh. The wet spot she left was a sight to behold. She owed both her and Fluttershy some attention after this. For now, however, she was more than happy to let the two of them pamper her to their heart's content. She knew she could come off as a little abrasive some days but Fluttershy and Applejack had always been there for her and she loved them even more for it. At this point she was certain that Applejack had finished cleaning her hooves and was just enjoying herself. Fluttershy too. Speaking of… She felt a familiar feeling swirling in her gut, her body tingling with anticipation. Before she could moan out a warning her orgasm swept over her. It was tender; soft convulsions rippling through her as all the stress of the day drained out of her. Fluttershy stilled her tongue for a moment, happily letting Rainbow’s marecum splash on her muzzle. It was all Rainbow could do not to kick Applejack in the face. As the wave of pleasure worked its way through her system she laid flat on her back and sighed happily. Fluttershy pulled herself up and laid down on Rainbow, their hearts beating in time. Applejack took up a spot next to her and pressed her muzzle into her mane. They fell asleep like that, the late summer heat wrapping them up in her arms.
Royal Decree“Rainbow Dash, if you don’t get your filthy hooves out of my personal space, I'm going to send you to the moon.” Twilight didn’t look up from her book even as Rainbow felt the muscles in her calf tense. “You can’t do that, right?” Rainbow prodded the floating book gripped in Twilight’s telekinesis. “You can’t do that. Princess Celestia wouldn’t let you do that.” Twilight leveled her book, fast enough to try and swat Rainbow’s intruding hoof but not fast enough to catch it before she pulled it back. “You don’t know what Celestia lets me do. Sure, it wouldn’t be for the full thousand years but I think a couple moons would be more than enough.” Rainbow scooted back to her side of the couch, setting the book she had been cradling just five minutes ago off to the side. Her bones were buzzing with unspent kinetic energy, her wings shaking themselves out idly. “You could never do that to me, your one true love. Right? It’d be cruel!” Rainbow Dash threw herself over the armrest, letting her head hang loose as she cracked her back in the process. She felt Twilight shift closer without seeing it, her exposed belly a sudden glaring weak point. “I dunno, Luna was Celestia’s sister and she still carted her off to moon camp. Who’s to say I wouldn’t do the same to you?” Rainbow shot upright as Twilight traced an idle hoof down the soft fur of her outer thigh. “Well, I’m sure Luna doesn’t lay the kind of pipe that I do so like, I don’t think their relationship can hold a candle to ours.” Twilight’s muzzle crumpled like a tin roof colliding with the side of a mountain. “Now get your hooves off me you evil woman.” “Oh? You’re going to give orders to a Princess?” Twilight cocked an eyebrow and shot Rainbow Dash out of the sky. “Maybe you didn’t get the memo but I’m kind of in charge here.” Rainbow’s voice hitched in her throat as her brain ground to a halt, rear ending every other motor function in the process. “That’s… That doesn’t count. You’re cheating. Quit it.” Finally in control of her rebellious body, Rainbow pulled her hindlegs against her in an attempt to keep the marauding princess out. Her attempt would be for naught as Twilight carefully and deliberated unfolded Rainbow with her telekinesis. Rainbow hated when she did that. Well, she loved it, but magic was cheating where Rainbow was concerned. “Nope! I won’t stop till you apologize for disrespecting my authority.” Rainbow stuck out her tongue, refusing to yield to the foul imperialist she called a marefriend. “Fuck you, eat shit, make me!” What was a friendly but devious smile on Twilight’s face quickly shifted into something more devious and less friendly as Rainbow’s brain caught up to her mouth. Stupid. Stupid pegasus. Stupid pegasus found herself getting unpretzled even further now, glowing magic holding her struggling limbs as far out from her center of mass as Twilight wanted them. A purple hoof traced idle circles across the fluff of Rainbow’s stomach. She tried and failed to stifle a chuckle. “Oh, I forgot how ticklish you were.” That was bullshit. Twilight was lying, if the way her brow was knit in concentration was any indication. “Now then…” Rainbow writhed and wriggled as Twilight’s hoof came into contact with the side of her stomach, gurgling out a panicked laugh as she snatched a foreleg from Twilight’s magic. She swatted the princess away, only for the other side of her abdomen to come under attack. “Twiiiiii, stop it! Using magic is cheating!” Twilight was grinning like a devil, pinning Rainbow’s hindlegs down with her own body mass. Ever since she had picked up the wings Twilight had grown, now dwarfing the small pegasus completely. Her hooves roamed Rainbow’s muscled frame, playing her like a fuzzy guitar. “Apologize! Say ‘I’m sorry, Princess Twilight.’ That’s all I want to hear!” Rainbow could hardly respond through her bodies need to scream and howl. “No! You’ll catch me dead before I apologize!” Twilight’s horn was aflare now, her magic tickling Rainbow’s pits even as her hooves continued their assault of her trembling core. “If you die, I’ll just have Celestia bring you back to life. You can’t escape me!” Rainbow had already given up trying to fight Twilight physically, instead choosing to take her to task on the battlefield of ideas. “Babe, how am I supposed to trust you once I’m the leader of the Wonderbolts if you won’t even stop stop stop stop!” “What’re you gonna do, pee yourself?” Twilight chuckled, half at her own joke and half at Rainbow’s desperate struggle. Rainbow’s stomach stirred, a different feeling than the one of rapturous mirth that had overtaken her. Was she going to pee herself? She had been holding it in the past hour. Did Twilight want that? “Do you want me to?” Twilight crashed to a standstill, her hooves impacting with the plush couch behind Rainbow. Silence hung in the air like the blade of a guillotine. Rainbow waited for her head to roll. “Do you. Do I. Do I what?” “Pee.” Rainbow knew there was more to that sentence but her brain refused to construct it. “Pee.” Twilight echoed, a look of worry creeping across her face. “Do you want me to pee myself. Is what I wanted to ask you. Cause if you do, you’ll have to tickle me more.” Rainbow Dash felt her face, her ears, her loins burning. Twilight just smiled. Stars above did she smile. “I think. That would be cute. So you better hold up your end of the bargain, because these hooves stop for no mare.” Rainbow hardly had time to register what Twilight had said before the full brunt of her assault crashed against her unsuspecting body. Her pits, her wings, her sides, her hooves; every part of her body weak to the tickling was being targeted at once. She loved magic more than she could ever say. She let the bliss of contact wash over her, her thoughts a jumbled mess of laughter cut with a dose of pleasure. She could feel her erection free itself from its sheath, she could feel Twilight looking down at it, she could feel her bladder stir. Pressure mounted as the room swam into focus, taking on a sudden clarity as the need to piss hit her all at once. “Twilight, you’re gonna make me pee myself!” “Good!” Rainbow buried her muzzle in her hooves as she surrendered to her base biological functions. Her cock twitched as a warm stream of piss arced through the air and landed square on the fuzz of her chest. Her voice trembled and she choked out a moan as the burn of shame mingled with the heat of pleasure. The smell was intoxicating, dulling her senses even as a careful hoof ran up the underside of her shaft. She wanted to disappear from sight even as she soaked her chest in piss. Rainbow's hips bucked forward at the pressure from Twilight’s hoof. A splash of piss hit her lips and her tongue darted out to meet it. Why did it have to taste so good? Rainbow uncovered her face only as the stream trickled out, making uneasy eye contact with the mare who just made her piss herself. “Did I do good?” “Of course, dear.” Twilight leaned down to kiss Rainbow, their lips lingering for just a moment. “You did great.”
