Author's Note

Good God! Long! We started this on Christmas! I hope you enjoy!

Kinks: A mare who watches, Dom/Sub switching, smaller mare, fucked silly.

002 - Getting to know your friends

“Zevvie….” a coo hummed into Zevvahn’s ear. The zebra twitched before opening an eye. The memories of last night were fresh in his head, and the stallion wrapped his forelegs around the mare whose bed he was in and snuggled her close.

“Guess what?” The mare nuzzled his ear.

“Mmmwhut?” the stallion murmured.

“I got the day off…” There was a kiss on his ear. “Misses Cake peeked in earlier. We kinda freaked out together, but had to be quiet because you were sleepin.”

“Oh...that’s okay I guess,” the stallion yawned. “So, what’s the plan?”

“Well, when you’re up enough, would you mind if I showed you off to my friends?” The mare asked with a small excited giggle.

“Dat’s fine,” the stallion said, nuzzling Pinkie again. “I jus’ wanna rest for a bit though. Last night was exhausting…”

“We have all morning.” He felt his neck get nuzzled. “Though we could shower together. What do you think about us washing each other?”

“That sounds good,” Zevvahn admitted. “It’d be nice to spend more time with you…”

“Awwww.” There was a kiss on his cheek. “You think I’m going to let you go so easily?”

Zevvahn blinked a few times. “Pinkie, what is that hoof of yours doing?” he questioned.

“Sorry… They’re just still so big and I like touching them.” Pinkie said with a little whine.

“Give me some time mare, sheesh,” the stallion chuckled. He stretched a little before rolling into a sitting position, bringing Pinkie up with him. “Okay. Shower?” He sniffed the air around them and winced. “Definitely. Then we can see about meeting your friends, when we aren’t smelling like we rutted all night.”

“Yeah…. That would be embarrassing…” Pinkie blushed. “But… kinda hot…. Then again, I don’t want my new special somepony to have a break down from embarrassment.”

“Yes, let’s try to avoid that,” the stallion replied dryly. “Okay you lewd mare, time to get clean. I’m sure you’ll get us dirty again soon enough.”

“Yay!” Pinkie jumped out of bed, stopped in mid-air, then lowered slowly to the floor like she was in an elevator.

“...You’re quirky, but it only adds to your charm,” Zevvahn chuckled, hopping out of the bed as well and giving Pinkie a kiss on the cheek.

“I get to shower with my coltfriend~” Pinkie sang as she bounced into the bathroom.

Pinkie could barely contain herself as she bounced next to Zevvahn. She really wanted to just hang off him, but that would make trotting difficult. Maybe he could give her a pony-back ride? No wait, he was a zebra. Would it be a zebra-back ride?

“So where are we headed?” the stallion asked as they walked through Ponyville. His sudden question jolted her from her rambling train of thoughts.

“We’re gonna go see Twilight!~” Pinkie sang, bouncing next to him.

“And she lives…” the zebra posed to her.

“In a tree, and a library. A library tree. A Treebrary!” Pinkie said with a gasp. “See, it’s over there!” She pointed a hoof at the tree that dominated the path ahead.

“Huh,” the zebra blinked a few times. “Why didn’t I think of that?” he asked rhetorically. “I could have just grown a house sized tree to live in if I could find a healthy sapling.” He thunked his own head with a hoof a few times.

“Huh, well yeah, come to think of it you could have.” Pinkie said with a hum. “And technically you still could, if you talked with Mayor Mare about it.”

“Buck the costs, I’m gonna grow a home to live in tonight,” the zebra muttered. “I know the ingredients, the only thing I need is a healthy sapling. Let it cook overnight and I can grow a nice place to live in and unpack in.”

“Does the kind of tree matter?” Pinkie asked, tilting her head to the side.

“Typically no, you have to pick a sapling that can grow where you’re planting it before you alter it,” the stallion pointed out. “It’s why there are so many variations on the spell.”

“What about an apple tree?” The mare next to him asked.

“Useful,” the stallion commented. “It’d give cart-sized apples by the time I was done with it.”

“We’ll go see AJ last then.” Pinkie nodded. “I’m sure she can sell you a sapling.”

“You’re right, plans for later,” Zevvahn admitted. “For now let’s meet this Twilight friend of yours.”

Pinkie squee’d as she trotted up to the front door, opened it, and bounced right in. “Twiiiiiiliiiiight~” The mare sang.

“Gah! Pinkie!” A mare’s voice yelped. “Why didn’t you knock?!”

“It’s a liiiiibrary Twiiii~” The pink mare continued to sing.

“I’d apologize for her, but I’m hardly in charge of her,” Zevvahn supplied, stepping in after Pinkie.

Inside was a beautiful hollowed out tree. The walls were lined with shelves, however they were barren. All the books were in stacks on the floor. In the center of said stakes was a unicorn mare. Her coat was violet, her mane a deep blue with a streak of pink and purple running through it. She was also thin, not malnourished, but close enough that Zevvahn noticed a few ribs poking out. A violet star in a white starburst, and surrounded by five other white stars, marked her flanks. Bright purple, inquisitive eyes glared at the pink pony bouncing around her.

Next to the mare, roughly half-a-head shorter, was a dragon. The first thing Zevvahn noticed, beyond his purple and green scales, was his… girth. The dragon, for lack of a better word, was fat. Even yet, his legs were like tree stumps ending in sharp claws. His arms were long and ended in three fingers and a thumb, also tipped in claws. And his head, while bearing a little roundness in the cheeks was sleek, for a drake. Emerald eyes sparkled, not with greed but with happiness. Mostly. There was more than a small hint of pain in those eyes. Green spines ran from the top of his head, down his back, to the tip of his spade-like tail. And yet, his appendages almost seemed to come out of the balloon that was his center of mass. Perhaps there was something wrong with him, perhaps not, it was not his place to judge.

The zebra turned his attention back to the unicorn

“It’s Pinkie.” The purple mare shook her head and rolled her eyes with a chuckle. “And you are?”

“Oh, forgive me, I don’t know where I put my manners,” the stallion chuckled, holding out a hoof. “The name’s Zevvahn, I just arrived in town and Pinkie-”

“Zevvie needed a place to stay so I put him up!” Pinkie chimed in.

“Well that’s nice-” The purple mare was cut off.

“Buuuuut that was only after he rutted me senseless.” Pinkie giggled.

“Uh huh.” Twilight blinked.

“How hard?” The small dragon asked.

“Spike!” The librarian mare’s head snapped to the dragon.

“Oh so hard.” Pinkie cooed.

“Pinkie!” Twilight’s head snapped around with such force that Zevvahn was surprised she didn’t get whiplash.

“Nice. Pinks finally got some. Congrats.” The dragon gave her a thumbs up.

“Spike…” Twilight whined.

“Yes. I. Did.” Pinkie bounced with every word.

“Dude, could you give me some pointers?” The small dragon asked Zevvahn.

“Spike, please…” Twilight almost begged, though she was blushing.

“I’m an adult Twi, I don’t exactly have many other guys around town to ask.” Spike frowned and pointed at the purple mare.

“Fine… So long as he’s okay with it…” Twilight shook her head, her cheek burning.

“Well I mean...Pinkie was my first mare as well,” the zebra admitted, his face now red and black due to all the blushing. “Most of the rest of them would just...take one look and run.”

“Oh… You got a weird dick too?” Spike asked.

“It’s like a thick, black, tree stump…” Pinkie actually started drooling.

“This is my day now.” Twilight groaned and sat on her haunches.

“Yeah...nobody else thought they could take it,” Zevvahn replied. “And then Pinkie, took a look at it and went ‘I’ve had bigger’.”

Pinkie bounced over and nuzzled him. “It was wonderful.”

“So there’s hope for me?” The dragon asked. “I… kinda got two…”

“La la la, I’m not listening~” Twilight sang covering her ears with her hooves.

“Oh well I’m sure Pinkie knows of a whole world of things you can do with twice the cocks,” Zevvahn said, turning to look at the pink mare.

“Well depending on the mare…” Pinkie tapped her chin with a hoof. “She could either take one in each hole. Or, if she’s… eh… loose enough, she could take both in one hole.” The pink mare nodded. “You just gotta find the right mare. Like, find a mare who’s pieces fit yours. Like a puzzle.”

“Huh.” Spike blinked. “Thanks.”

“You know Pinkie.” Twilight had taken her hooves away from her ears. “That was surprisingly deep for you.”

Zevvahn noticed that Pinkie’s smile seemed to strain a bit. “Ha! Yeah! I’m full of surprises.” She looked at the zebra. “And Zevvie knows how deep I am.”

“Fuck yeah he does!” Spike cheered.

“Spike!” Twilight gasped.

“What? I can’t be happy for Pinkie?” Spike raised a brow at the purple mare.

Twilight raised a hoof and opened her mouth. Then her brow furrowed and her hoof fell.

“That’s what I thought.” Spike nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. “Pinkie’s proof that even a stubby, tubby, ball of drake (with two dicks) like me can find love.”

“Awwww!” Pinkie cooed. “C’mere!” The pink mare opened her forelegs.

The drake waddled over and was engulfed in the pink mare’s hug.

“You’ll find somepony Spikey.” Pinkie nuzzled the spines of his head.

“I know.” The drake pulled away. “Rarity was… pretty clear.” He chuckled mirthlessly.

“Aww,” the zebra walked over and added to the hug, making a dragon sandwich. “It gets easier,” he said to the small drake. “Not that that’s what you want to hear right now, but trust me, it does get easier. And it’ll make the moment when you really find someone all the sweeter.”

“Thanks dude.” Spike said, pulling away from the pair. “Again, I’m happy for you two. You kinda did the relationship thing in reverse, but relationships are weird that way. Or so I’ve seen.” He chuckled.

“I’m sorry.” Twilight spoke up.

“For what?” The pink mare looked up at the unicorn.

“For… I don’t know... being a prude?” Twilight sighed with a shrug.

“It’s fine Twiley.” Pinkie smiled. “You two enjoy your reshelving.”

“We’ll try.” Spike chuckled.

“And I will do my best to file away all the information I didn’t expect to learn.” Twilight chuckled nervously with a bit of a blush.

“Twi, if you want a practical demonstration for research purposes, we don’t have much else planned today~” Pinkie winked.

Zevvahn blushed at the idea. “Pinkie!” he chastised the pink mare.

“Right, right, not there yet.” Pinkie winced a little and nuzzled her coltfriend. “Sorry.”

“I’m good!” Twilight squeaked, blushing harder.

“I’d take you up on the offer, but… Twi.” Spike gestured a claw at the librarian.

“Wait, what do you mean ‘yet’?” The zebra blinked.

“And, we’re leaving.” Pinkie wrapped a foreleg around the zebra and dragged him towards the door. “Have fun Twi!” She called out before slamming the door behind them.

“Need to go have some private time in your room?” Spike asked.

“Y-yeah…” Twilight got up and trotted towards the stairs.

“Me too.” Spike nodded. “Back in… ten minutes?”

“Make it half an hour.” Twi said breathily.

“Ooooooh, have fun Twi.” Spike waddled off to the basement door.

“Y-you too Spike.” The mare trotted up the stairs. “Try to clean up when you’re done?”

“I make no promises.”

“So, um, where are we going now?” Zevvahn asked as Pinkie force-marched him away from the library.

“Rarity!” Pinkie announced. “And I will do my best not to be a hyper-lewd mare for your sake… Unless you want me to be.” She looked at him and winked.

“I, ah...wouldn’t want you to not be you,” Zevvahn replied easily. “Just...maybe make sure they’re okay with it first?” Maybe that would incite her to calm down a bit.

“Well… Rarity is a lady but, I also know about her stash of romance novels.” Pinkie giggled. “So, she could go either way.”

Great. No salvation here. Hopefully this wouldn’t end in tears. “Where does she live?” he posed.

“Carousel Boutique.” Pinkie replied with a smile. “Rarity is a dressmaker. Yes, it’s odd to have a dressmaker in the middle of a town like this, but that also means that she’s unique and is in an interesting location. Oh, and you’ll know the building when you see it.”

Zevvahn opened his mouth to retort, only to have it die on his tongue as he saw the peaked roof of something over the other housetops. They turned a corner, and the building unlike any other he’d seen before came into view.

It did indeed look like a carousel. A round, tiered roof of violet, bearing silhouettes of stallions and mares in fancy dress. A bright pink door stood out against the white of the rest of the building.

“Told ya.” Pinkie giggled.

“Huh. Okay then,” the zebra blinked a few times. “Well, let’s go see this next friend of yours.” He started walking towards the building, the pink mare bouncing next to him. She was just so perky and happy, it was impossible to not be happy with her.

The door opened with a jingle of bells.

“Just a miiinuuute~” A voice sang out.

The shop was filled with ponyquins bearing fancy dresses and suits, as well as rows of hangers with even more dresses and suits. A raised stand sat in the middle of three body length mirrors. Bright bulbs above the mirrors lit the whole room.

Just then, a mare of pearl-white stepped from behind a curtain. Her vibrant purple mane was flowing and curled elegantly. Her hooves were perfectly hooficured. Her coat bore no flaw. She was thin, not entirely starved, but she had the build of a runway model. Which perhaps meant that she kept herself this thin on purpose.

When she spoke, every word seemed to be thought out ahead of time. Almost practiced. “Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where everything is chi-” The mare’s bright blue eyes fell on Zevvahn. She froze for a moment.

As if she teleported, she appeared in front of the stallion. “Darling where have you been all my life?!”

“Hi Rari-” Pinkie was cut off.

“Yes, hello Pinkie Pie,” The white mare barely spared Pinkie a glance. “Darling, what is your name? You are just stunning!”

“Ahm…” the stallion blinked at the sudden attention. “I’m Zevvahn, and-”

“Zevvvvahn…” Rarity seemed to savor the name. “How exotic.” She stepped alongside him and guided him towards a stand.

“Rar-” Pinkie tried to speak up.

“In a moment darling~” Rarity sang. “Now, have you ever modeled before?”

“Um, no, I’ve mostly been travelling,” the zebra explained as Rarity started to pose him. “I didn’t have the time to maintain much clothing beyond a cloak or-”

“Oh we must fix that!” Rarity gasped. “You have… such a toned body.” The mare ran a hoof from his neck, down his back, and over his flank.

Suddenly Pinkie was muzzle to muzzle with the white mare, glaring daggers at her. “Rarity Elegance Belle, get your hooves off my coltfriend!” Pinkie snapped in the mare’s face.

Rarity froze. Then blinked. “Colt… friend?” She blinked again then looked at Zevvahn. “Coltfriend?”

“Um, yes?” The zebra said. “If you’d been listening to Pinkie she would have told you.”

Rarity snorted a laugh. “Oh! Oh-ho-ho, that’s a good one Pinkie! You, with this stallion?!” She laughed. “That’s- Ah!”

Pinkie whacked the unicorn across her horn with a hoof. “Zevvie. We’re leaving. We’ll come back when Rarity’s not being a colossal bitch!”

Rarity blinked as the pink mare wrapped a hoof around the stallion’s neck and guided him to the door. The stallion opened the door and Pinkie turned her head to glare at the mare. “We expect an apology the next time we come here!”

Then the door slammed with enough force to shake the ponyquins in the room.

“Oh… Oh dear…”

“Sorry about your friend,” Zevvahn said as Pinkie led him out of town. “If I had known she would act like that, I’d have spoken up sooner or someth-”

“It’s fine!” Pinkie snapped, still clearly angry. Then she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “It’s not fine, but Rarity can be obsessive and insensitive at times. Hopefully she’ll come to her senses.” She took another breath. “Sorry about that Zevvie, for all of that.”

“It’s...well, hopefully it’s fine,” the zebra answered. “I mean, she’s your friend, so I hope it’ll all work out.” The stallion looked around. “Speaking of, where are we going now?”

“Out of town a bit.” Pinkie sighed. “If anypony will be the opposite of Rarity, it’ll be Fluttershy. You’d like her. She’s very close to nature.”

“Oooh!” the zebra stallion perked up a bit. “What does she do?”

They crested a hill and a house built into another hill came in to view. It was across a small earthen bridge over a babbling brook. There were burrows under the bridge and bird nests in the multitude of trees around the house.

“You could say that she’s more of an animal person.” Pinkie perked up a bit with a small giggle.

“Oh that compliments my knowledge perfectly,” the zebra grinned. “I’m more of a plant and natural magic zebra, but knowing more of the picture is never a bad thing.”

“Exactly.” Pinkie nodded as they trotted over the bridge. “A word of warning, Shy’s very, well, shy. So she probably won’t talk much, we might not be here long.”

“Well, you really only intended to introduce me to your friends, right?” the zebra blinked. “As long as we can do that, I don’t see the harm…”

“Good.” Pinkie smiled and knocked on the door.

“Ummm… Who is it?” A soft voice came from the other side.

“It’s Pinkie, Flutters.” Pinkie actually seemed to tone down her peppy nature. “I have somepony I want you to meet.”

The door opened and a yellow pony head, half shrouded in pink mane, peeked out. “H-hi Pinkie. W-Who’s this?”

“Hi,” Zevvahn said with a smile of his own. “I’m Pinkie’s coltfriend, Zevvahn.”

The door flew open. “COLTFRIEND!?” The mare virtually shouted.

The pegasi that was revealed was a butter yellow. Not necessarily too thin or too fat, perfectly balanced. Her soft pink mane and tail were voluminous, and wild. Her mane seemed to just spill off her head like a waterfall to hide her left eye, and sometimes her whole face depending on the movement, from view. Her hooves seemed to bear brownish stains as if permanently stained by the earth she was surrounded by. Her wings were slightly unkempt, yet the stray feather or two didn’t seem to bother her. Teal eyes, though currently wide in shock and excitement, seemed to exude a warmth that just made the zebra happy.

Pinkie was suddenly swept up in the pegasi’s hooves. “Oh Pinkie I’m so happy for you!” The pink mare was plopped back down next to her coltfriend. “Come in! Come in! Tell me all about it!” The yellow mare quickly trotted into the cozy looking front room.

“And you said she wouldn’t talk much,” Zevvahn pointed out with a smirk as he followed the butter yellow mare inside.

“Color me surprised.” Pinkie followed, closing the door behind them.

Fluttershy was already in a cushy looking chair and she gestured to the couch. “Come, sit! Tell me all about it.” Pinkie sat down next to her stallion, a little overwhelmed by the normally reserved mare’s enthusiasm. “Zevvahn, where are you from?”

“Oh, Zebrica, but I’ve been travelling for a while now,” he answered. “Getting in touch with the magic of the land, from the frozen north to the blazing hot dragonlands, and everything in between. Just feeling the difference between all the different lands…” he shuddered a little and smiled. “There’s nothing like it,” he finished with a smile. “It’d probably be something like mapping out the thermals for pegasi.”

Fluttershy took a deep breath in as her eyes widened. “You’re a Leyline Walker… I’ve heard of those!”

“A what?” Pinkie blinked as she glanced between the two.

“He’s like a zebra shaman, but he maps out the magical fields of the world, they’re stronger in certain areas due to a convergence of Leylines.” The mare explained.

“You sound like Twilight.” Pinkie blinked once more at the mare.

“My grandfather worked with a Leyline Walker, Ze’Viki Tor’Sahn.” The butter mare grinned.

“Ah! We have legends of him,” the zebra nodded. “Helped to discover the cause of the Fire Tornadoes and realigned two crossing lines.” Zevvahn shrugged. “Myself, I just wanted to map it for my sake...ended up here, next to the largest collection of wild nature magic I’ve seen in awhile.”

“The Everfree.” Fluttershy nodded, then looked at Pinkie. “Oh! Sorry Pinkie! You’re probably very confused.”

“Little bit.” The pink mare nodded.

“Well, we can talk about this more later, if you’re free Zevvahn.” The pegasi nodded at the zebra.

“I don’t intend on leaving town for a while,” the zebra chuckled. “Pinkie and I have plans to go get a sapling and grow it into a house for me. It’ll take all night to mature, but I’ll have a place of my own to live.”

“Oh, I’d love to watch the ritual, but enough about that.” Flutters giggled. “How did you two meet?”

“Well… He came in to Sugarcube Corner.” Pinkie started. “I’d had a pretty rough night the night before, but he didn’t seem to notice.” She blushed. “He called me beautiful.”

“Awwww!” Flutters cooed.

“What?” Zevvahn blinked. “She is. In Zebrica, the mares that can afford to have weight on them are the wealthiest, healthiest, and uh…” he blushed a bit, not daring to finish.

“Most attractive?” Flutters asked. “Desirable? Hottest?” She giggled with a small blush.

“...Most capable of bearing foals,” the stallion squeaked.

“Oh my.” Flutters giggled. “Oh! You two stay here! I’ll go get tea.” Flutters flapped up maybe a bit too high and fluttered into the kitchen.

“You’re excited~” Pinkie sang softly into his ear, while brushing over his inner thigh with a hoof.

“Well, yes,” the zebra admitted. “How can I not be when I have my attractive marefriend right next to me?”

“Tell me more.” Pinkie purred. “I don’t think Flutters would mind…”

“Um, well,” Zevvahn gulped. “I could...sort of see it in your body when we met. You were in the prime of your life, and you needed somepony to be nice to you, so I...I told you the truth. That you were attractive, a wonderful mare that could get herself a whole herd of stallions if she went to Zebrica and lifted her tail.”

“Want me to lift my tail for you?” The pink mare purred huskily into his ear as her hoof brushed over his sheath.

“N-Not in your friend’s living room…” the stallion whined. “I mean, she’s right through that door, and-”

Fluttershy flapped in and set the tea set on the table in the center of the living room, then situated herself back on her chair. She looked at the very close couple. A blush and a smirk of all things appeared on her face. “Oh, have you two already been… intimate?”

“Ah...well…” the zebra was too embarrassed to actually provide an answer.

“Yes…” Pinkie said with a gulp, rubbing around his sheath.

Fluttershy leaned back, resting her back against the chair, and slowly spread her hind legs. “Wanna tell me about it?”

Zevvahn blinked. This...was this happening?

“Zevvie…” Pinkie cooed in his ear. “Don’t leave her hanging…”

“Tell me about what lead up to it.” Flutters bit her lip and slowly ran a hoof down her chest to her stomach.

“Well I’d spent all day looking up house listings because I forgot I could grow a house,” Zevvahn started. “And I’d also spent all day complementing the most beautiful baker I’d met, paying her a worthy price for her confections.”

Pinkie nipped his ear lightly. “And I’d never gotten compliments like that before, and don’t get me started on how needy I was…”

The butter pegasi’s hoof slowly wandered lower. “What then?”

“Then this lewd mare decided to give me a special order of cupcakes,” the stallion said, using his head to indicate Pinkie.

“Pinkie…” Fluttershy actually purred at the pink mare. “What did you do.”

“O-Oh…” She’d never seen Flutters like this before. It was kind of…. Amazing… “I-I baked small cupcakes and coated them in black and white frosting. I… made them spell out…” She gulped. “Fuck me.”

“Oh you naughty mare.” Fluttershy giggled, biting her lip at the pink mare. Then her attention returned to the stallion. The stallion who was receiving a shaky, but slow hoof around his sheath and slowly protruding shaft. “And how did you respond?”

“Well, um, I’d...never had a mare,” the stallion admitted. “Mostly because they tend to take one look at me and-”

“Show me.” Fluttershy said smoothly, yet it was an order, not a question. Zevvahn gulped, but spread his legs to show his emerging shaft to the mare. It wasn’t as long as it could be, but it was enough to give her some idea.

“Pinkie sweetie.” The pegasus spread her legs wider and rubbed over her petals with her hoof.

“Y-yes?” Pinkie squeaked, her own hind legs shaking.

“Show me how big he can get.” The butter mare cooed out.

“O-okay…” Pinkie gulp and reached out with a hoof-

“No.” Flutters stopped her. “With your mouth…”

“Z-Zevvie…” Pinkie moaned into his ear and slid off the couch. Slowly she leaned into his balls and growing shaft and slowly ran her tongue up.

“Zevvahn, did she do this for you?” The mare, the queen, as far as they were concerned, asked the zebra.

“Ah...not, really…” the stallion grunted. “She paid it...a little attention, but mostly she...wanted to be filled…”

Pinkie kissed his flare as he grew to full length.

“Zevvie.” Flutters used Pinkie’s pet name which caused the pink mare to shudder. “Do you want Pinkie to take your beautiful shaft down her throat?”

“I...I don’t know if she can, it’s...a bit big,” the stallion pointed out.

“I-I can Z-Zevvie…” Pinkie said with a breathy moan. “I-it’s just like my p-pussy.”

“If...you’re sure you won’t hurt yourself,” the zebra panted.

“Zevvie… How talented is your tongue?” Fluttershy asked with a raised brow.

“Oh, uh...well I sometimes got to practice on a mare,” the stalion replied easily. “It’s been a little while since my last attempt…”

“How would you two like to please each other, right there on my couch?” Fluttershy questioned, slowly spreading her petals for the pair.

“I-I…” Pinkie seemed to clamp down as she got up into Zevvahn’s lap. “Fluttershy. Do you get off on watching us?”

Flutters blinked, like her persona she’d been building just shattered. “O-Oh! I-I…” There was the shy mare. “I… Yes…”

“Zevvie… Want me to take your whole cock down my throat?” She looked back as her flank pressed into his chest.

“I don’t want to pressure anypony into doing something they don’t want-” The zebra started to say.

“Or….” Pinkie said. “Do you want to bury your stallionhood into that needy pegasi’s pussy?”

Fluttershy eep’d loudly as her wings shot straight out.

“Ah!” Zevvahn blushed. “Um...well I can tell she’s aroused and likely wants it,” he admitted. “But aren’t we-”

“We’re definitely a couple. That’s not changing one bit.” Pinkie nodded, sliding down and over his cock and onto the floor. A hoof ran over his shaft and tugged on him. “But friends share Zevvie… and look how much she wants it.”

As if to agree, Fluttershy spread her legs as wide as they could go and spread her petals with both fore hooves.

“...Only you, Pinkie,” the stallion said as she led him over to Fluttershy’s chair. “Only you could convince me to act this way.”

“Tell me Zevvie…” She purred in his ear. “Want to fuck that mare? Want to fuck that mare while your marefriend watches?”

“I wouldn’t even dream of doing this if you weren’t here, you know that, right?” the zebra pointed out. She’d basically led him to the perfect mounting pose over the pegasus.

“Love you Zevvie…” Pinkie moaned in his ear then turned her attention to the butter pegasus. “Flutters, where’d all that control go?” She teased. “Do you want my stallion Flutters?”

There was an eep.

“I don’t know if she wants it.” Pinkie bit her lip as the teal eyes of Fluttershy snapped between the two, virtually begging the pair to be filled.

“Pinkie, you can’t keep teasing her like this,” Zevvahn pointed out. “She needs something.”

“F-fuck me…” Came a small voice.

“Hmm?” Pinkie looked down at the mare.

“F-fuck m-me.” It was a little louder this time.

“Almost there Shy…” Pinkie encouraged.

“Fuck me Zevvahn!” Flutter almost yelled as she bucked her hips. He core winked wildly.

“Do you think she can take it?” the zebra posed to his marefriend.

“I don’t know.” Pinkie looked down at Fluttershy. “Can you take it?”

“Yes! Yes please! I-I n-need it!” Fluttershy begged. “Fuck me Zevvie! Fuck me while Pinkie judges how much I can take!”

“Well...if you say it’s okay Pinks,” the stallion mused, before pushing the head of his cock to Flutter’s lips and starting to press in. He could feel the mare shivering with need.

“The flare and the ring are always the toughest.” Pinkie cooed. “Can you take him.”

“D-Don’t be gentle t-to get them in…” Flutters gasped pushing and grinding her pussy into his flare. There was a wet, muted pop as the flare got inside, and suddenly the zebra’s thick, long shaft was spreading her more than her toys ever could. “Zevvvvvie!” The mare’s voice was a combination of a lust-filled mewl, and a whine.

“Like hearing her calling you my nickname?” Pinkie asked in his ear.

“It’s…” the zebra huffed. He pushed in, and in, and then stopped. She’d managed to take quite a bit of him, but he wasn’t sure if she had room to take the ring, or the shaft behind it.

“A-A lil-little m-more…. Pleeeaassse…” Fluttershy was already trying to milk him. “I-I need th-the ring…”

“I think she’s going to break soon,” the stallion mused. “I mean, I can try…” The ring ground into her lips, trying to part her wide enough to pass and allow more of his shaft entry. “But I think your friend might just break if I manage to-”

There was a groaning grunt and Fluttershy shoved her forehooves against the chair and pushed. There was a pop, his ring went in, and his flare kissed something hot. “Yeeeessssss…..” Flutters groaned out.

“Holy fuck she’s tight,” the zebra grunted. “And hot. And incredibly wet. It’s like she was saving herself for the first stallion bold enough.”

“I-I was- b-but I-I’ve a-always be-been the ma-mare next d-door….” Flutters whined, squeezing and milking at him.

“Flutters, Shy, do you like his cock?” Pinkie cooed.

“N-no…” The butter pegasus shook her head. “I loooove it!”

“Well I love the confident, controlling Flutters.” Pinkie moved over and started to rub the bulge in the mare’s stomach, causing both Zevvahn and Flutters to moan.

“Gonna...start moving now,” the stallion warned. He dared not take too much out, so he moved just far enough back that his ring stretched her lips, before shoving forward again. Short thrusts, but deep ones, stirring her insides with how quick they could come.

Fluttershy whined loudly.

“Flutters, want to be that mare?” Pinkie cooed, leaning in to kiss the mare’s cheek.

“Y-Yes!” Fluttershy squeaked out.

“Want to be the mare that when we come in, you order us to do whatever you want?” Pinkie continued, moving to peck the mare’s lips.

“M-more than a-a-anything!” Flutters shook uncontrollably.

“Tell him what you want.” Pinkie kissed her a little longer this time.

“Zevvie… I-I… If-”

“No. No if.” Pinkie nipped an ear. “Tell him.”

“Zevvie! Fuck me!” Fluttershy’s eyes snapped open and she locked eyes with Zevvahn. “Fuck me! Cum in me if you’re stallion enough for it!” There was an edge to her voice.

...Well, who was he to refuse a challenge? Zevvahn gripped the mare around her waist and squatted a little more.

Then he started hammering his whole cock in and out of the mare. Well, as much as she could fit anyways. Didn’t want to break her by forcing the whole thing in. This did mean, though, he was fucking her with his ring, as it popped into and out of her. And the pace? Was hard and fast, stirring up her insides and leaving Flutters short of breath.

“You- call- that- fuck- ing-” Flutters maintained her stare. “Breed- this- bitch-”

Zevvahn growled and gripped her tighter, his thrusts becoming shorter, more erratic as he focused on hitting that inner barrier over and over again. He could feel it coming already...just a bit longer and-

A blossom of warmth erupted deep inside Fluttershy as the mighty zebra load was deposited as close to her core as it could be without being inside her womb.

Flutters gave a great gasp as her tongue lolled out. She locked up and started to shudder as her belly started to grow from the load.

After a minute, and a pegasus was nicely filled, Zevvahn pulled out.

“Oh, that was one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.” Pinkie virtually pounced on him the moment he was out.

“Thanks…” the zebra moaned.

“For what?” Pinkie asked with a grin, then paused and looked at Fluttershy. “You good?”

“Oh… Very, very good…” The pegasus moaned in her chair, her legs were still twitching.

“I get the feeling...this is gonna become a normal thing,” the zebra chuckled, nuzzling Pinkie.

“Would you mind? I mean, I get you to myself but, you also get to fuck all my friends… sans Rarity… unless…” Pinkie hummed and tapped her chin. “I’ll think on that one. Flutters, wanna get fucked by him again? Not now, but, you know, later?”

“N-next time…” Fluttershy managed to shimmy into a sitting position. “I’m riding him and controlling the whole time. If- No.” She shook her head. “That’s what’s going to happen.”

“Ooooo! Look at you getting all assertive!” Pinkie grinned at the butter pegasus.

“Too drained now, else I’d… fuck you too.” Flutters said with a sigh.

“Raincheck.” Pinkie winked. “Mind if we use your shower to clean him off?”

“Knock yourselves out. I’m just gonna… enjoy this warmth…” Fluttershy ran a hoof over her belly as zebra seed slowly dribbled out of her mare parts. “Thanks Zevvie, can’t wait to ride you later.”

“Try not to get pregnant,” the zebra teased as Pinkie led him upstairs.

“Not in heat…” Flutters called after them.

After the zebra was fully cleaned, the pegasus decided to steal the shower after. The pair bid their farewells. Trotting along the path together was nice.

“Soooo?” Pinkie spoke up.

“That was an interesting way to say hello to one of your friends,” Zevvahn noted. “Is it going to be like that from now on? We greet them with my cock? Because if so I’m not totally against the idea.”

Pinkie giggled. “Hi Twi! Bend over! Oh, what did you think of Twi and Spike by the way, don’t remember if I asked.”

“The mare needs to eat more and the dragon needs some good exercise,” the stallion commented. “Neither of them are healthy. Too much weight isn’t good for even a dragon. But you?” He leaned over and pecked Pinkie on the cheek. “You’re perfect.”

“Awwwww…” Pinkie blushed. “Charmer. Maybe you could ask Spike about it, see if it’s food or something else. Heck, if it’s something internal you probably know a ton of remedies.” Lightly she steered the stallion down a side path between two fields of tall grass. The Everfree Forest seemed to loom in the distance.

“So, where are we going now?” the stallion posed. He liked the closeness of the forest, but he didn’t think any of Pinkie’s friends would be living in it.

“See that barn in the distance? The red one on the hill?” Pinkie gestured a hoof at the barn standing out above a sea of trees. Apple trees if Zevvahn’s guess was right. “That’s Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack lives there with her grandmother, big brother, and little sister. My bet’s also that Rainbow Dash is there. AJ and Dash think they’re subtle.” She snorted a giggle.

“Ah, are they actually…” Zevvahn blushed at the thought.

“Fucking?” The mare quirked a brow. “Absolutely. They think that everypony else thinks that we don’t know. So, everypony basically plays along. Though, if we play our cards right, you may be sandwiched between two very competitive mares. And, yes, I’ve dropped all pretense at this point, why hide the fact that I want to share the bounty that is zebra seed?”

Zevvahn blinked a few times. “Pinkie, are you turning me into a stud for your friend’s foals?” he asked.

“Ap ap ap! Foals are different.” Pinkie held up a hoof, while still trotting on three. “Foals are by request, and on a case-by-case basis. Right now, this is just meet-and-fuck. Or meet-and-greet if certain things don’t happen. I’m really playing everything by ear today. And sorry if I’m rambling.”

“...So you’re still turning me into a stud service,” the zebra pointed out. “You know, I still have research I want to do on the forest, and-”

“And I will support you and go with you. I’m honestly interested, your talk with Flutters was confusing, but interesting.” Pinkie countered. “You and I aren’t going to be fucking twenty-four-seven, nor will you be out railing my friends at all hours. That’s just a bonus. A gooey layer of frosting on a marble cupcake.”

“...Okay, that’s sounding more fair for everyone,” the stallion admitted. “So, we’re heading to the barn because...that’s where your friend will be?”

“Okay, plan. AJ, and probably Dash, will be out working. We can either wait in the barn for them when they take a break, or have one of the other Apples go track them down, while we wait in the barn…. Yeah, we’re going to the barn, sorry.” Pinkie winced a little. “Unless they let us in the house? But… Barn sounds more rustic. Mmmm, what you think?”

“Fiiiiine, we can wait in the barn,” the stallion rolled his eyes. “It’s probably spacious inside and cooler in the shade.”

“Sorry, would you prefer exploring the orchard or relaxing in the farm house while we wait, because unless we’re lucky, we’re gonna be waiting.” Zevvahn swore Pinkie’s hair deflated a bit and the pink seemed to dim a bit.

“Hey, it’s not your fault,” the zebra soothed. “You can’t control your friends. So if we end up waiting, we might as well find somewhere comfortable to wait in the barn until they show up.”

“Okay, barn it is.” She sighed. “I’m trying not to be too pushy.”

“Hey, you’re fine,” the stallion teased, bumping her flank with his. “Let’s just see how things go, hmm?”

“You’re right.” Pinkie smiled and her color seemed to return in full.

Turned out, they did have to wait. AJ was in the far field with Big Macintosh, according to Granny Smith. The wizened green mare didn’t seem to mind them waiting in the barn until they got done. Which boiled down to, when they got done.

“I feel like I should apologise again.” Pinkie huffed, sitting on the dirt floor with her back against a beam. Zevvahn was sitting on the opposite side and let one of his forehooves hit the ground near her.

She reached out and held it. “You okay?”

“Yeah, just...bored,” the stallion admitted. “The land around here is saturated in Earth Pony magic, so there’s nothing really interesting for me to study.”

“Awww….” Pinkie pouted. “Well… You could always study… me~”

“I mean, they could walk in at any moment, and-” the zebra tried to protest.

“Counter question. Would you, or I, care if somepony did?” Pinkie asked, rubbing his hoof with hers.

“I mean, I know you wouldn’t,” the stallion admitted. “I’m mostly just worried about it not being one of your friends.”

“Granny’s snoozing in the house, Mac and AJ are in the orchard, and Bloom is probably with her friends.” Pinkie rattled off.

“...So there’s no reason for us not to be screwing?” Zevvahn posed.

“Pretty much yeah.” Pinkie commented, rolling around the beam to sit next to him. “And on that note. How long has it been since you explored a mare? Not via dick, like, a colt who gets to touch vag for the first time. Aaaand that went in a really weird direction. I am sorry.” Her brow furrowed.

“No, I...get what you’re saying,” Zevvahn replied. “And um...well sometimes I got to play with a mare,” he said. “But it usually never got far beyond touching and licking before I started getting hard, which is when they ran.”

“Well… Did you like playing with a mare?” She leaned against him. “Because, I’m not gonna run.”

“It was...fun,” the stallion admitted with a blush.

“Zevvie…” Pinkie cooed into his ear. “Wanna play with my mare bits?”

“I...ah...wouldn’t say no,” the zebra admitted, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.

Pinkie spread her back legs a bit and rested her forelegs on her stomach. “Well?”

Zevvahn gulped, reaching a hoof over to rub at Pinkie’s thigh as he inched it closer and closer to her lips.

“Getting warmer…” Pinkie cooed and slowly shifted her foreleg under his to match where he was on her. She rested her head on his shoulder.

Zevvahn blushed, but struck decisively, his hoof finding her lips and rubbing up and down her moist petals.

“Oh!” She gasped, immediately shifting her hoof to press into and rub his sheath. “Naughty boy.”

“I have a terrible role model,” the stallion quipped, pressing against the mares lips as he rubbed his hoof back and forth.

Pinkie’s breath shuddered a bit. “I’ll take it.” She circled his sheath, occasionally pressing down and waiting for the flare to pop out. It didn’t take long for his head to pop out, the flare inflating as his length slowly spilled out of his sheath. Zevvahn let out a moan as Pinkie started to stroke him.

“Not fair,” he grunted. “I can’t do nearly as much to you…”

“Haven’t spread me. Haven’t gone… pearl diving.” Pinkie moaned softly in his ear.

“I...what?” the stallion blinked. “How...what even are those terms?”

“Zevvie, sweetie, I need to show you how it works down there some time.” Pinkie giggled as her coltfriend reached full girth.

“Well shoot, yer impressive all right, but not exactly as big as Ah’d expect.”

Pinkie’s and Zevvahn’s heads snapped to the voice.

A yellow filly with a red mane stood only a few hooves away. She smirked. “Ah got dildos bigger ‘an you.”

“Apple Bloom!” Pinkie actually looked surprised. “I-I assumed you’d be with the CMC.”

“Nope, they’re busy, stuck here.” ‘Apple Bloom’ looked Zevvahn’s length up and down. “Yer coltfriend sounds like he needs a good sex ed class if he can’t find yet clit when yer winkin.”

Pinkie giggled. “Might have to lay down and show him later.”

Zevvahn only barely registered the conversation. He was somewhat horrified that a filly was so casually talking about-

“He’s zonked.” Apple Bloom commented dryly.

“Oh?” Pinkie looked at him. “Oh! Ooooooh…”

“He don’t know, do he?” Apple Bloom raised a brow.

“No…. That’s my bad.” Pinkie hissed in a breathe. “Zevvie? Zevvie.”

Pinkie’s voice got through. He turned to look at her.

“Zevvie. She’s legal.” Pinkie said with a sigh. “Sorry to scare you.”

Zevvahn blinked. “Wut…”

“Look here, lover boy.” The drawl snapped his head back to the filly. “See, Apple family genetics are screwy. It’s why Mac’s a giant, and me? Ah’m little.” She began to pace back and forth. “See, Ah got a little somethin’ called a Growth Hormone Deficiency. Know what that is?” The zebra shook his head. “Thought not. A GHD basically means that while Ah age at a normal-ish rate, mah body is gonna stay stuck lookin’ like this.” She gestured a hoof at herself. She noticed his eyes widening. “Yeah, ya get it now?” She laughed mirthlessly. “A body like this doesn’t really make for marefriend material.”

“Preach sister!” Pinkie called out.

“Thanks Pinkie.” The yellow ‘mare’ nodded at the pink one then returned her gaze to the zebra. “See, Ah’m actually the oldest of mah friends. Sweetie Belle’s turned into a bombshell. Scootaloo, while she still can’t fly, still grew up.” She paused and heaved a sigh. “Zevvie,” she looked at the stallion with a pained expression. “Ah’m twenty-four. Fuck, twenty-five in a month. Ah’m twenty-four and Ah’ve never had anythin’ more than school-yard crushes. Who’d want this?” She gestured at herself again.

“You’ll find somepony AB.” Pinkie said softly.

“Like who?” Apple Bloom rounded on Pinkie in a flash of anger, before almost immediately deflating. “Pinkie, Ah’m happy for ya, but yer a mare, a real mare. And Ah feel like Pen Oak. Ah wanna be a real mare.” She shook her head. “Ah’m just… stuck.” She sighed. “So, like Pinkie, before you showed up,” she shot a look at the zebra, “Ah’ve many nights where Ah fuck myself senseless until Ah pass out.” She snorted a laugh. “Gotta get mahself nice and ready on the off chance Ah work up the nerve ta finally talk ta Spike.”

Pinkie blinked

Zaavahn blinked.

Spike?

Zeevahn took the momentary lapse to look at the mare. Really look at her. Did Apple Bloom look like a filly? Yes. She was short, and well filly-like. Her coat was a bright yellow, and her mane and tail was a fiery red. Yet. She held herself differently. Like she had a weight on her back. And her eyes… Her orange eyes looked… far too pained for a filly. There were small hints of wrinkles around her eyes. Smaller bags under said eyes, denoting either a lack or sleep, depression, or most likely both. Her head hung low, she almost looked like she wanted to cry. Yet, perhaps all the tears had long since dried up.

“Ah, should probably go… sorry fer vetin’ and fuckin’ with yer romp. It is the Apple family barn, it’s where we were all conceived.” The yellow mare gestured at the pink one.” Pinkie’s got a little Apple in her, she can carry on the tradition.” She made to turn away.

“Ah...wait!” Zevvahn called after the filly-esque mare. “I, um...might know something,” he said. “I’m pretty well versed in plants and the natural world. I think I can whip up something to help you grow a little. If I had been here some years ago it might’ve even fixed the whole problem.”

Apple Bloom froze. Slowly she turned turned and blinked at the zebra. “Ya’ll can what now? Did ya say ya could make me grow?” She blinked again. “Yer kiddin’ right?” An eye twitched. “Doctors, magic, and pills couldn’t fix this, and yer sayin’ you can?”

“I have a theory already,” the zebra replied. “And a plan of action. All I need is to get something from your farm, like an apple from a tree you planted, and I can make you a potion regimen that should work over the course of a month to make you look a little more like an adult. It probably won’t fix the whole problem...I doubt anything can at this point. But I can do something for you.”

Pinkie nuzzled his cheek.

“Why?” The small mare asked.

“Because seeing you like this, angry and upset and…” the zebra sighed. “‘If I can do right, and choose not to, then I do wrong by doing nothing.’” he quoted. “I’m a better zebra than one who would choose to let you suffer when there is an option to help you available.”

“Well… shit.” Bloom said bluntly. “Ah mean, if y’all can do what ya say… Ah don’ know, Ah’d join you and Pinkie for a spell, but that’s probably the needy loins talkin’.” She rolled her eyes.

“Eh…. Hmmmm…. Would Bloom count?” Pinkie hummed tapping her chin.

“Pinkie,” Zevvahn said flatly. “I’m trying to be serious here.”

“Sorry. Sorry.” Pinkie winced.

“Ya know, if’n yer stayin’ around we can have a more in depth chat later.” Bloom sat on her haunches and shrugged.

“I plan to, but I was hoping to talk to...AJ?” Zevvahn looked at Pinkie, who nodded. “About getting a sapling to use as a base for a new home.”

“Oooooh, gotcha.” Bloom nodded. “She should be back in soon-ish. They were finishing up, but it’s a bit of a trot back. And as to a saplin’ I could find ya one.”

“Oh, that’d be great,” the stallion smiled at her. “I mean, I’d still find you some help either way, but I would definitely appreciate you helping me.”

“Ah help you, y’all help me.” Bloom chuckled. “A trade, just not in the blatant sex way. Not that Ah’m sayin that mah treatment is worth a tree.”

“Zebras do unconventional trades for treatment all the time,” the stallion pointed out. “If you still feel like you owe me later, that’s up to you. I’ll happily accept a tree for treatment, but I’d still give you the treatment without the tree.”

“Y’all are just a bundle of generosity.” Bloom grinned. “Ah’m so happy that I could su-” She looked at him. “Lick yer dick. Can’t fit that down mah throat.”

“Well maybe when you’re a bit bigger, you could give that a try, baring you’re not with anypony else by that time.” Pinkie giggled.

“Fuck, if’n they’re okay with it, Ah’d still suck yer dick.” Bloom smirked. “Of course, that depends on if Ah manage to get mahself a coltfriend.” She rolled her eyes.

“Ah, well, with that I can’t help,” the stallion said with a shrug. “We know better than to try to bottle love. Can’t be done, and I don’t mess with poisons.”

“So, y’all don’t mind if Ah suck yer dick?” Bloom raised a brow. Pinkie giggled.

“Pinkie seems to think sharing is caring,” Zevvahn replied. “Tartarus, if you said you wanted to ride me, she’d help you.”

“Pinkie, y’all mind?” Bloom asked, trotting over.

“Zevvie, thought for you.” Pinkie spoke up. “Imagine me holding that small mare and helping her fuck you, while you just… get to enjoy it.”

“...You’re going to treat her like a toy, aren’t you?” the zebra deadpanned.

“Zev, Y’all don’t know what kinda kinks Ah got.” Bloom chuckled. “Y’all think that Ah don’t wanna be used like a toy? Ah mean, look at me.” She shivered. “Ah’ve imagined Spike’s claws holdin’ me as he…. Gosh…” Her back legs shuddered.

“...Well I guess if she’s okay with it,” Zevvahn said, spreading his legs wide as he sat on his haunches, displaying his hardening erection. It wasn’t fully out, but the talk had been doing work.

“Need some help?” Pinkie asked, moving to get up.

“Nah, I wanna get him ready.” Bloom trotted up to the growing length. “Y’all havin’ any reservations about this?”

“Just whether or not you’ll break before-” the zebra started to say.

Bloom whirled around and shifted her tail to the side. Zevvahn blinked and gulped. Okay. No sudden movements. Let her come to you, that way she doesn’t split in half.

The small mare pressed her clearly wet petals into the stallions base, right above his balls. “Fuck yer hot… Not bad though.”

The zebra gulped, before using a hoof to aim his cock a little further down, so that the flared head pressed into her dripping lips.

“A-ba-ba-ba! Don’t be so eager.” Bloom pushed away, gave him a smirk, and kissed his flare. “Y’all aren’t even fully hard yet.”

“Maybe let her do the work?” Pinkie giggled, nipping his ear. The stallion moaned, before leaning back and taking his hooves away. Fine...it wouldn’t take much, but fine, he could let the smaller mare do her thing.

Bloom trotted forward and pushed herself against his length. She nudged the shaft and kissed it, before pressing her forelegs into his stomach and walking them up to his chest as her whole velvety underbelly rubbed over his length. Her hot, dripping core pressed against his base as she kissed the top of his flare.

“I… never thought I’d see something like this…” Pinkie gulped with a growing blush.

Zevvahn had to agree. This small mare was being incredibly lewd. Did she really think she’d be able to fit his shaft inside of her? It was nearly the size of her! It-

“Pinkie.” Bloom cut off his thoughts. “Now Ah need yer help.”

Pinkie grinned as she got up and trotted around to sit in front of the pair. She reached out and hooked the small mare under her shoulders. She picked up the mare and hovered her over the zebra’s flare.

“Be a little gentle. Ah am small.” Bloom bit her lip as she looked down at the flare beneath her.

“Be a lot gentle, otherwise we’ll have an awkward hospital visit,” the stallion added.

“I know what I’m doing!” Pinkie pouted. “Just talk to me Bloom.”

“Gotcha, now gimme that zebra dick.” Bloom said with a huffy moan.

Pinkie lowered the mare until her petals settled on the flare.

“Now, yer gonna need ta push a bit.” Bloom said with a needy grunt.

“A bit?” Zevvahn raised an eyebrow. “We’ll need a crowbar to-”

Pinkie leaned in, hugged the small mare to her chest, and slowly leaned further. Slowly, slowly, the mare’s petals spread open and just as slowly spread around the flare.

“Oh… biggun…” Bloom groaned. “Ah w-won’t be able ta take all a ya, literally too small, but… have ya had a tight…” She paused and met the zebra’s eyes with a smirk. “Filly pussy?”

“No!” Zevvahn squeaked. This was way too lewd, she was far too into it, and-

There was a ~shlick~ and Bloom slid over his flare fully. “Uhn~ There!” She gasped. “Now, Pinkie?”

“Hmmm?” Pinkie hummed, resting her chin on the small mare’s shoulder.

“Slowly. Ah’m guessin that Ah won’t get past the ring.” The yellow mare glanced at the pink one. Then looked back at Zevvahn. “So, Zev, tell me, what do you see?”

“I see a mare enjoying messing with me way too much with her filly-like looks,” the zebra pointed out. “I also see somepony who is going to make a dragon very happy one day.”

“D-Dragon?” Bloom blushed.

“Just think of this as practice.” Pinkie cooed as she slowly started to push the mare down.

“Oooohh…” Bloom groaned. “Yeah… Yeah… Ah can get behind practice like this.”

“You know Bloom,” Pinkie hummed. “Zevvie and I could set up a date or a double-date for you two… Maybe make it a blind date?”

“A-Ah don’t know… Spike p-probably w-wouldn’t want a filly-mare l-like me.” She shuddered as the stallion slowly stretched her.

“Well then he’d be an idiot,” Zevvahn said with a bit of a bite. “And I’d gladly take you in to this weird relationship Pinkie’s pushing on me.”

“Yer kind.” Bloom said with a breathy, yet happy sigh. “Y’all… y’all open enough ta trade partners, ya know, on the off chance Spike does wanna be… a couple?”

Zevvahn opened his mouth, paused, and looked to Pinkie with a raised brow.

“Zevvie, another mental image for you.” Pinkie began with a grin. “You’ve got this little mare beneath you, and you look up and you see me, staring back at you, while that adorable ball of dragon Spike, rails me with two dicks.”

“Fuck, mare, yer freaky.” Bloom hissed a moment as she felt Zevvahn twitch. “But Ah kinda like it.”

“Nope,” Zevvahn shook his head. “We’ll need to get Spike exercising, Bloom grown up, and while we’re at it let’s get more food into Twilight. Then things will be right with your friends.”

“Mmmm… point.” Pinkie nodded. “Want me to amend my statement?”

Bloom eep’d as Zevvahn’s flare bumped against something as the small mare stopped just above his ring.

“I think she’s just about done,” the stallion pointed out, giving Bloom a small peck on the head.

“Yep. That’s all folks, unless y’all wanna try ta fuck my womb.” Bloom raised a brow with a smirk, even though she was shaking. Pinkie hissed, winced, and visibly shuddered.

“...She’s adorably lewd,” Zevvahn pointed out. “She shouldn’t be this cute and raunchy at the same time.”

“Oh, Ah can go worse.” Bloom’s grin was downright evil. She quickly feigned an innocent look. “Your dick makes me feel so good!” She moaned in a very filly-like voice. “Harder Daddy!”

“Holy fuck!” Pinkie blinked at the mare in her forelegs.

“Okay, that’s a bit too far,” the stallion said with a nervous smile.

“Eh, probably.” Bloom shrugged. “But if’n yer gonna say somethin’ terrible, go deep. Unlike how much Ah can take.” She tried to flex and squeeze around the stallion.

“We’re going to have to work on you something terrible, aren’t we?” the stallion mused. Maybe...yeah, he could work some magic for her.

“Oh ya wanna work me terribly, Zev?” Bloom grinned. “Ya don’t say?”

Pinkie snorted. “Got ya there Zevvie!”

“You two are the worst,” Zevvahn groaned.

“Yer welcome.” Bloom nodded.

“I’m a terrible influence.” Pinkie nodded as well.

“What in Sam-Hell?... Apple Bloom what are ya doin?!”

“What? What’s u- Oh shit! Bloom’s gettin some! Nice! Go Bloom!”

Zevvahn expected for Bloom to be worried or nervous, like Pinkie suddenly looked. No. That wasn’t what he got. Bloom looked pissed. The mare slowly looked towards the barn entrance. “AJ…” There was an edge to the small mare’s voice. “We’re busy. So, unless, you and Dash wanna watch while ya fuck, kindly fuck-the-FUCK-off?”

“Bloom yer just a-”

“Don’t!” Bloom thrust a hoof towards the barn entrance, unintentionally squeezed Zevvahn in a hot, wet vice. “Don’t y’all say shit! Ah am an adult dammit! If Ah wanna fuck Pinkie’s coltfriend while Pinkie helps me do so, then I sure as fuck can!”

“Oh, Pinkie’s dating that hunk!? Fuck yeah Pinks!”

“Thanks Dashie!” Pinkie grinned, looking at somepony beyond Zevvahn’s vision.

“We’re gonna have-”

“Apple. Jack.” Bloom enunciated each word. “We are fuckin not. Ah may be yer younger sister, but Ah am not a foal. And frankly Ah’m sick and tired a you forgeting that!” There was an angry snort as the mare squeezed and dribbled down the zebra’s shaft. She turned her attention to somepony next to who she’d been yelling at. “Dash, this is Zevvahn. Zev, say hi.”

“Hi?” the stallion waved a hoof towards the barn door.

“Pinkie found herself a coltfriend and is being generous enough to share him.” Bloom started.

“Oh fuck! Dibs!” Came a cry.

“Dash, you can have next!” Pinkie grinned with a small bounce, unintentionally bouncing the smaller mare on Zevvahn’s cock. “AJ, I think Bloom put you in time out.”

“Ah- wha- but-”

“G-Get in the h-hhouse and th-think about things!” Bloom pointed at her first target again. “Go on! Git!”

There was the sound of hooves on loose straw.

“Ummmm Bloom, can I say that, that was actually really hot?” The rough voice said from the barn door.

“Fuck yeah Bloom.” Pinkie nuzzled the small mare, still bouncing and bouncing the small mare on zebra shaft.

“Nnngh...gonna…” the stallion grunted. “You’re...too tight, can’t hold it…”

“Dash! DashDashDash! Come watch Zev cum in Bloom!” Pinkie gasped and grinned happily.

There was a gasp and a woosh, and suddenly a cyan pegasus mare was hovering over the three, staring down with magenta eyes.

“Zev, wanna cum?” Bloom asked actually starting to roll her hips while being held by the pink mare behind her.

“Not a matter of want anymore...I’m going to-!” the zebra grunted, his shaft twitching visibly in the small mare on his cock.

“Oh-ho-ho he’s gonna blow.” ‘Dash’ said with a giddy grin.

“Do it. Cum in mah tiny pussy.” Bloom grinned, clearly shaking from her own orgasm. Not that he could tell with all her rippling and squeezing around him.

“Dirty mare…” Pinkie chuckled with a smirk.

The shaft twitched again, before Zevvahn started to fill his second mare of the day with his seed. It had nowhere to go but inside the little pony, and the zebra was surprised she stayed on his cock and didn’t burst off in a cloud of spunk. She did however, swell a bit, until the rest of his spunk started to leak and dribble out her pussy and down his cock.

“Cum shots are hot…” Dash said with a blush and a bitten lip.

“Well then, come get one Dashie~” Pinkie looked up at the pegasus as she slowly tugged Bloom off of the zebra.

“Dash… He’s… He’s worth it…” Bloom sounded a bit winded.

Dash landed with a thud and Zevvahn got a good look at her, after he cleared his head of the post-orgasm high-haze. This mare was sleek. Her body seemed built for speed. She wasn’t thin, she was fit. Her cyan-blue coat rippled with each movement of her taut, corded muscles. Her hooves were a little chipped and cracked, probably from not caring about them. Her mane and tail were a bright, prismatic rainbow of colors and they didn’t seem so much set in her mane, as more seeming to shift with the lighting. Her wings were immaculate, every feather was set to perfection. Her magenta eyes were energetic and seemed to glimmer with excitement.

“So! Zev, Stallion, Stud, need a minute to recharge?” Dash asked with a grin, puffing out her chest.

“He probably will.” Bloom commented with a sigh as she curled up in Pinkie’s lap as said pink mare scooted back.

“Yeah, just...give me a bit, that was intense,” the stallion huffed, still sitting with his back to the pole in the barn.

“Oh, enjoyed having that little…” Dash paused and looked at Bloom. “That mare, ride you?”

“Be honest, she was used as a toy,” the stallion pointed out. “She’s a cream-filled pastry now.”

“Sweetie… you’re giving me kinky ideas…” Pinkie called out, biting her lip as she looked down at the small mare, who was smirking up at her in return.

“Ah was the best toy, and don’t y’all fuckin’ forget it.” Bloom called out.

“Need something to get your shaft back in action?” Dash asked with a grin.

“Also… Zevvie, would you mind if I…” Pinkie asked aloud, as Bloom shot her bedroom eyes.

“Sure, take the small mare up and do things to her,” the stallion waved. “I’ll just get molested by an athlete.”

“Are y’all complaining about that?” Bloom asked as she was laid on the floor. Pinkie latched her mouth around the small mare’s gooey pussy.

Dash, at the same time, turned around and lifted her tail, revealing a very toned flank and a tight looking marehole.

Dash wondered what he was doing for a moment as she stood there.

Then she felt a weight on her back slam into her as the zebra cock prodded her lips. “Don’t flag a zebra stallion unless you mean it~” Zevvahn whispered to the pegasus.

“Oh… Do me Stud. Pound this perky pegasus plot and pump her pussy.” Dash said with a lusty chuckle.

“Mmmmph! Nice word play!” Pinkie pulled herself away from the writhing yellow mare, with seed dripping from her tongue, just to comment, before returning to her “meal” with a vengeance.

“Let’s see if we can’t make you regret that with a nice breeding session~” the stallion teased as he gripped the mare around the hips. He made sure he was lined up with Dash’s lips, then gave a thrust to push the flared head inside of her.

“Unf-” She grunted. “Let’s make a bet. You cum first, I owe you a drink. I cum first, you owe me a drink. Deal?”

“Nope,” the stallion said, pushing further into her, achingly slowly. “Because I won’t be happy unless you cum two or three times~” His ring pushed against her lips now, his cock filling her out quite nicely.

“Please, like you ca- eep!” Dash jumped as the ring slid right into her. “W-well maybe you go-”

Zevvahn pushed harder, making Dash’s front legs buckle as he held her down. “You talk too much,” he grunted, slamming as much of his cock into her as he could. He hit a barrier before he could bury his whole rod into the mare, but that was fine. It shut her up.

“Ah- P-Pinks- H-how-” Dash gasped out. “N-no- t-too f-fas- G-gonna-”

Zevvahn twirled Dash while she was on his cock so she was laying on her back, and then loomed over the mare. Then he set the fastest, hardest pace he could manage with her, slamming into her womb over and over again while the ring popped in and out of her lips with every motion.

Dash shook as her first orgasm rolled over her, clenching and milking the pounding shaft, only slicking it up and making his thrusts smoother.

“What’s your name?” Zevvahn grunted as he kept up with the hard, dominant fucking.

“R-rain-b-bow D-Da-ash!” She managed to get out. “A-And Y-you’re th-the ca-cap-tain n-now!”

“That’s right,” the zebra smirked. “And I’m demoting you to breeding slut.”

“Mmmph- Way to lean into the Zebra profiling Zevvie.” Pinkie actually deadpanned.

“I mean, she seems to like the dominance play,” the zebra said in his normal tone of voice, turning to look at Pinkie. “It’s not like I’d try to knock your friends up or-”

“Please! Would you?! Wh-When I’m in heat of course!” Came the quick babble from beneath him. “Also… maybe keep the dom-thing going? If, you want to that is.”

“Huh, well there ya go.” Pinkie blinked.

“Pinkie, I think there’s still a little of your coltfriend in there.” Bloom complained with a whine.

“As we were,” Zevvahn nodded at Pinkie, before turning back to Dash. “Okay then...what’s your name again?” he asked the mare beneath him with a smirk.

Dash looked up at him. Her wings were splayed. Her eyes were wide. Her face was almost as pinkie as his marefriend’s. Her forelegs were curled up into her chest. “I-I… I’m y-your b-breeding sl-slut…” Dash mewled out.

“Good girls get treats~” the stallion teased, not pausing in his fucking of the mare. “But what should I give you, I wonder…”

“D-dick?” Dash asked meekly.

“Nah… Too easy…” Bloom commented with a moaning sigh as she held Pinkie’s head to her.

“Bloom is right, you’re already being dicked,” the stallion commented. “Hmm. What to get a good girl that’s being speared already…”

“How about a mare on her face?” Bloom asked as she pushed Pinkie’s head away. Pinkie’s head came away with a pop, and a still wiggling tongue.

“Oooh, that could work~” Zevvahn smiled. “So which one of you wants to put Dashie’s tongue to work?”

“Y’all think Ah’m anywhere near done?” Bloom asked.

“I’m keeping myself pent up for Zevvie later.” Pinkie winked at her zebra.

“Well then Bloom,” the zebra pointed at Dash’s muzzle. “Why don’t you shut her up?”

Bloom trotted over, loomed her flank over Dash’s face, then plopped herself down. She started to grind into Dash’s muzzle, slowly turning into a small yellow and red facehugger.

“Let me know how many times she cums, I’m just going to fuck her through them,” the stallion commented, now somehow going hard and fast enough that his hips were always in motion. It was a bit like watching a mechanical piston at work, the way he just kept hammering in and out of Dash’s pussy.

“Whelp she’s, fuck she’s got a good tongue, already at two.” Bloom moaned out.

“Wanna see how many we get her up to before I pump her up like the balloon she is?” the stallion smirked.

“Oh!” Bloom shook on the mare’s face. “That’s a yes! Hey Zev, is it wrong that I wanna end up passed out from all this?”

“Kinda, yeah, because if you pass out, I don’t think your sister will be willing to help me get a sapling or an apple from a tree you planted for your supplements,” the stallion pointed out. “Let me know when we hit another milestone with the slut, Bloom.”

“Almost- There we go. That’s three.” Bloom said. “And Ah can get ya a tree. So, that means no passin’ out fer me.”

“Hey Pinkie, how many times should we make this little pegasus slut cum?” Zev asked his marefriend.

Pinkie was sitting back against a beam, slowly circling her marehood with a hoof. “Mmmm six. Why? Why not?”

“You’re sure she won’t break while I get her that far?” the stallion chuckled, rubbing his head against Dash’s depths on the word ‘break’. “If we end up adopting a fuck-pet because of you, you’ll have to feed and walk her.”

“Heh, fine fine. Just two more gasms for the Dashie.” Pinkie giggled.

“And she’s almost at four, if her tongue is any indication.” Bloom groaned and humped the mare’s face.

“...Don’t tell me she’s getting off on the idea of being broken into being nothing more than a needy pet,” the zebra deadpanned.

“O-O-O-H FUUUUUUU- She Is!” Bloom cried out, soaking Dash’s muzzle.

“Pinkie, thoughts on fucking Dash until she can’t think anymore?” Zev called back to the mare on the sidelines.

“Motion passed, continue.” Pinkie nodded, spreading her petals with her hooves for her coltfriend.

“If we end up needing to buy a collar and a leash, I’m going to go all out and get her a little pet bowl too,” the stallion warned.

Bloom rolled off Dash’s face, gasping.

Dash… was zonked out. A goofy, lusty grin was on her face as she looked up at the zebra.

Pinkie snorted. “Go nuts.”

Zevvahn looked down at the mare and waved a hoof in front of her. When that didn’t elicit a response, he tried words. “You okay?”

That got a bit of a hazy, happy giggle.

“Wow…” Pinkie blinked. “You really can be fucked silly. I didn’t think ahegao was a real thing.”

“Um...what do we do with her now?” the zebra asked, for once slowing down to a stop.

“Wait for her to come down from her high?” Pinkie shrugged.

“Ah got it.” Bloom replied. She rolled over and got to her hooves. Taking a few steps she leaned in to Dash. “The Wonderbolts suck.”

There was a moment.

Dash blinked.

“The fuck you just say?!” The mare craned her head around to glare at the small earth mare.

“Fixed her.” Bloom beamed.

“Oh good,” Zevvahn sighed. “Well then, I think that’s enough for one da-”

“Fuck that! You think I’m done?!” Dash snapped. “I’m not dripping cum yet!”

“...Pinkie, your friend scares me,” Zevvahn gulped. “Very well...if the mare insists…” He started to screw her again, going long and slow to stir up Dash’s insides with every powerful thrust.

“That’s Dashie.” Pinkie rolled her eyes. “Dash, are you gonna be able to walk after this?”

“I- Umf- got wings.” Dash grunted as Zevvahn’s thighs slapped against her.

“Pinkie, if your friend breaks again, I am tying her up to your bedpost,” the stallion warned.

“Dash, just let him cum one more time then your done.” Pinkie sighed. “Some of it was kinda kinky pillow talk, but I’m honestly starting to get concerned about him.” She jerked her head at her coltfriend.

“Awww… fine…” Dash huffed, trying to grumble even though she was moaning.

Eventually Zevvahn did the best he could to hilt Dash, shoving most of his cock as deep as he could inside the pegasus and letting loose a huge pent-up load as far in her as it could possibly be.

“Ooooh… warm…” Dash sighed happily.

“There you go.” Pinkie smiled then looked at the zebra. “You weren’t actually going to tie her to the bed, right?”

“While ya talk, I’ll get ya a sapling.” Bloom trotted towards the barn entrance.

“If she started barking like a dog, most likely,” the stallion replied as he slowly started pulling free from the pegasus.

“Woo-”

“No!” Pinkie snapped.

“Sounded like a bark to me~” Zevvahn teased.

“Woof woof.” Dash craned her neck around and smirked at Pinkie.

“What about AJ?” Pinkie raised a brow.

Dash blinked. She pointed at Zevvahn. “Dick.” She smirked. “Plus, AJ will want to join once she and Bloom have a talk.”

“She makes a compelling argument,” the stallion mused. His flared head popped out and there was a small pool of his cum already spilling out of the pegasus pussy.

“Dash, do you really wanna spend time tied to my bed?” Pinkie tried to dissuade the pegasus.

“No, no, no.” Dash shook her head.

“Goo-”

“I want to spend time tied to his cock~” Dash grinned.

“Fuckin’ dammit.” Pinkie face-hooved.

“...I think she might be slightly broken, in the head, still,” Zevvahn pointed out helpfully.

“H-howdy.” An ever-so-slightly emotional twang called out.

“AJ!” Pinkie called out with a wave.

A mare stepped into Zevvahn’s view.

If Dash was built like a racing athlete, Applejack was built like a body-builder. Not so muscled as to be grotesque, she was still bulky. Her orange fur only seemed to accentuate the mare’s muscles. Her legs looked like they could kick a tree down. (She probably could.) Her barrel was like a bellows, swelling with every breath. Her mane and tail were the color of wheat and both were weaved into a long braid. Her mane hung down over her shoulder. A brown stetson sat atop her head, only just shading her emerald green eyes. A few spots of yellow on her cheeks mimicked freckles. The zebra noticed that her eyes were a little puffy.

“So, ah, ya think ya can do somethin’ fer Bloom?” The mare asked, oddly unconcerned about the worn out mare dribbling semen on the floor.

“I mean, I can do something for her,” Zevvahn answered easily. “Get me an apple from a tree she planted herself and I can brew up a supplemental potion to help her with her growth. I missed the years she should’ve had a growth spurt, but I might be able to give her at least a teenaged body. More would require more zebras and a full ritual.”

“Well Ah’ll be.” AJ raised her hat as well as her brow. “Hell, Ah’d make ya an honorary Apple if’n that actually worked.”

“It should, as long as you get me the right apple,” the stallion said. “If it’s from a tree she planted herself, I can make it work on her properly through the shared magic.”

“A course. Ah know every tree that was planted.” AJ nodded. “That’s... really amazing.”

“AJ…” Dash reached out and batted at the Apple mare’s leg.

AJ ignored her. “And… Ah’m sorry Ah ruined y’alls moment with Bloom.”

“AJ…” Dash batted her again. To no effect.

“You were just worried about your sister,” the stallion smoothed over. “It happens.”

“It’s not just that.” AJ sighed, as Dash batted at her again, only to have her hoof swatted. “Ah…. Ah guess… Ah can’t not see the filly that Bloom was… It’s a reaction. Ah don’t think about it. Ah really should.” She shook her head. “She… really let me have it.”

“Honestly AJ. Good.” Pinkie said bluntly. “That reactionary thinking isn’t helping Bloom.”

“Well hopefully she’ll grow up a little and everyone can see her for the mare she is,” Zevvahn noted.

“I hope ya can.”

“AJ.”

The earth mare snapped her head down at the pegasus and glared at her. “What?!”

“I got dick.” Dash grinned happily.

AJ blinked then sighed. She chuckled and shook her head. “Ah can see that Dash. How was he?”

“Grrreeeeaaaat…” Dash giggled. “Bloom rode my face.”

“Thank you Dash, for that wonderful mental image.” AJ shuddered and frowned at the pegasus.

“Well, I’ll just take this,” Zevvahn said, hefting the leaking mare up and onto his back. “Out of your mane. She has an appointment with my bed later.”

“Honestly, mind if Ah come later?” AJ asked with a small blush.

“Oh, you’ll be cumming alright.” Pinkie snorted as she got up and stepped up to join Zevvahn.

“Ah’m sure Ah will.” AJ blushed harder. “Eh… ya mind wearin’ me out later? It, uhm, it’s what Dash likes to do.”

“I’ll mix myself up a stamina brew and screw the both of you silly next to each other,” the stallion promised.

“Nice, but Ah think a cockmeat sandwich would be better.” AJ said as her tail swished back and forth.

“AJ! No clopping! Save that heat! Let it simmer!” Dash grinned at the Apple mare.

“AH- f-fine Dash.” AJ huffed, chewing her lip.

“Well, with that sorted,” the stallion nodded once. “Just the sapling for now, please, so I can grow a home for Dash to be screwed in.”

“Unf! UNF!” There came a grunting as a sapling was slowly pushed into the barn. “Got- Ya- Yer- Sapling!” Bloom called out with each push of the small tree.

“...Correction, how about a cart to put the sapling into and then I can be on my way?” Zevvahn smiled at AJ.

“Ah got ya.” AJ nodded and trotted away.

“Mind if Ah come along?” Bloom asked.

“Nah, you can watch,” the stallion nodded as AJ went deeper into the barn. “Might speed it up a bit, though, so I have somewhere to sleep.”

“Tomorrow we can go shopping, after work.” Pinkie smiled then winced.

“And tonight,” Zevvahn shifted his back so as to make Dash make a noise, “I’ll focus on a comfortable bedroom first, just so this one has a place to lie while I screw her.”

“Think you can take three mares at once?” Pinkie asked, nuzzling his cheek.

“He technically did, y’all just did participate.” Bloom pointed out.

“I’m going to need to drink a stamina potion to keep screwing Dash silly anyways,” Zevvahn noted. “Worth it, though.”

“Pinkie, ‘mere. I wanna make out with you because your coltfriend is amazing.”

“Dashie, I can’t exactly -mmmph!”