Getting Noticed

Dash and Scootaloo stopped their session dead in its tracks. They each looked at each other, silently begging the other mare to figure out something to defer their unwanted guest. The sudden realization that Sweetie Belle might have been with Apple Bloom struck them, and Dash moved her body away from Scootaloo. The air above the orange filly immediately felt empty, and part of her mind wanted to grab Dash’s tail in her teeth and reposition her. Feelings that she had never known before coursed through her small body, but she was able to repress them long enough to get herself back into mental stability. Her sex drive had been defeated, and now she could focus on the task at hoof.

She noticed Dash hiding behind her bedroom door, and she took the silent cue to leave the bed and head downstairs. She trotted rather slowly, trying to think up some excuse as to why she smelled the way she did. She had managed to pull her mane and coat back into place, but Dash’s heat scent still remained. It clung to her like a traitorous acquaintance, willing to give away her secret at any given moment. If she could smell it, she was sure that her friends would be able to smell it as well.

Please, don’t have Sweetie Belle with you… She silently pleaded with Apple Bloom, but to no avail. Upon arriving in her living room, there sat her friends and fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders. They looked confused as to why she had not answered them, nor rushed down immediately with a cheerful greeting as she was normally wont to do. She smiled at them awkwardly and sat down, trying her best to hide any evidence of her passionate lovemaking session.

“Hey, guys!” She squeaked, and then cleared her throat, “what’s going on?”

“Nothin’,” Apple said sadly, “we were wonderin’ if y’all could think of anything to do.”

“Yeah!” Sweetie chirped, “nopony needs our help with cutie mark problems today, and we’ve run out of coloring pages, videos to watch, and games to play. Frankly, we’re bored.”

Scootaloo took a deep breath, silently thanking Celestia that they didn’t seem to notice the way she smelled. She looked back and forth, trying to think of what to say next, but she couldn’t come up with anything. If they were bored, it made sense that they had paid her an unexpected visit. But now she had to get rid of them. She needed to feel Rainbow Dash’s body on hers again. Shivers ran up and down her spine at the thought of continuing her naughty bedroom enterprise, and she let out an involuntary moan.

“What the hay was that?!” Apple asked.

“Nothing!” Scootaloo said quickly. She couldn’t afford for her two best friends to discover the dirty deeds she had been performing. They would go straight to their sisters with the insight, and then she’d really be in trouble. Dash might even be publically shamed for sleeping with her. Nopony would understand the way we feel for each other, the filly said to herself, that’s why they can’t ever know!

“You smell funny!” Sweetie suddenly exclaimed.

In that moment, the roof fell in on Scootaloo. They had noticed the smell, the one thing that might give away her raunchy actions. Her heart thudded deeply against her small chest, and she instinctively stood up and began backing away from her friends. She hated lying to them, but at the same time, she couldn’t hold herself responsible were Dash to get in boiling hot water. She felt that they were breaking some social taboo, and they might never be able to show their faces around Ponyville again. Think, Scoot! She cried to herself, think, think, think, think!

“Um…so…did I ever show you guys the new game my Aunts bought me?” She asked, trying desperately to change the subject.

“No, but that’s irrelevant,” Apple said, “I don’t care about no game right now. I care about why ya smell like my big sister around this time of year!”

“I don’t smell like Applejack!”

“Yes, you do!” Sweetie said, “come to think of it, Rarity smells like that during this time, too! Why do you smell like our sisters?”

“Um…uh…uh…”

Scootaloo was caught, and she knew it. If she lied and made up some big story, she might be asked to corroborate her statements. Worse, she would lose both of the closest friends she had in Equestria. But if she told the truth, the aforementioned public shaming would come into effect. It was a lose-lose situation for the young filly, but she figured that being honest and keeping her friends at the cost of a little potential embarrassment was worth it.

“Alright, fine,” she said, “follow me, and I’ll show you why I smell funny.”

The two fillies stared at their pony counterparts, mouths agape. Dash had come out of her hiding spot, and the two mares had exhaustively recounted their entire evening up to that point. Scootaloo could barely hide her amusement as her fellow fillies’ jaws nearly hit the ground. Dash even turned around and showed off her new package, much to the shock of their new guests.

“Yes, we were fucking,” Scoot said bluntly, “and Dash was just about to penetrate me for the first time.”

“Ya mean…like in that matin’ book y’all were showin’ us the other day?” Apple asked.

“Yep, exactly. Twilight gave Dash the penis for a two-day period, so we have to make the most of it. Of course, now you’re probably gonna go off and report us.”

“Why the hell would we report you?” Sweetie asked, making all the ponies jump at her harsh language, “I mean, sex is natural! Our sisters have taught us that.”

“Wait a minute,” Dash said, “if Rarity and AJ have taught the two of you about mating, then why in Celestia’s name did you question the smell?”

Apple and Sweetie giggled to each other. “Because we love making Scootaloo blush!” Sweetie explained, “we could deduce right away that Scootaloo had been doing something sexual. Her mane and coat were so unkempt, and even though she’s never been the best at grooming herself, she’s never looked like that before.”

“Yeah,” Apple went on, “and then I remembered that matin’ book, and I whispered to Sweetie that Scoot had been up to somethin’ naughty. Then, we smelled the heat scent. We didn’t quite know where it came from, but we knew that if we cornered Scoot and said she smelled funny, she’d have to take us to the source.”

“You clever little bitches,” Dash said as saliva ran free from her mouth. She was thinking of bringing the two new fillies into bed and showing them a thing or two. Having one filly was pleasurable enough, but three? She nearly collapsed at the prospect and forced herself to remain upright. Her penis was free from its shaft again, and she noticed the new presences slobbering over it.

“Want it?” She asked.

“Hell yeah!” Sweetie replied.

“Bring it the fuck on!” Apple said.

“Then let’s have…triple the fun!” Dash proclaimed.