PRELIMINARY TOUR

Shameless “Equestria Girls” smut by Erin Mills

“Thank you very much for the personal tour, Principal Celestia,” said Twilight Sparkle as they left the school office. “It's so nice of you to show me around before my transfer is finalized.”

Celestia smiled. “We're so glad you've decided to finish out your schooling here, Twilight. However, before you do fully transfer, I felt it might be a good idea to show you exactly what you're getting into.”

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked. “From everything I've seen, Canterlot High is filled with friendly, clean cut students who seem to care about each other and the school. It's much different from Crystal Prep.”

“Yes,” Celestia said slowly, a slight blush tinging her cheeks. “Well, one of the reasons for that is we take a somewhat... unorthodox approach to discipline here at CHS.”

Twilight blinked. “What do you mean?” A thought occurred to her. “You don't mean you still employ corporal punishment here too?”

“'Too?'” Celestia blinked. Twilight's face no had a blush of her own and she looked at her feet. Celestia cleared her throat. “Never mind, Twilight. No, we don't use corporal punishment here. Our methods are to try to, shall we say, curb the more rambunctious urges young adults like yourself occasionally have which causes them to act out in class.”

Twilight looked confused. “I'm sorry, Principal Celestia, I'm not following you.”

Celestia stopped walking and glanced through the window of the door to a nearby classroom. She smiled. “Ah, this will do. I think you'll get the idea if I show you what we do here.”

The principal opened the door, allowing Twilight to enter first, following behind. The shy potential transfer student stopped dead in her tracks and stared wide eyed at the scene before her.

Miss Cheerilee was lecturing to her class as normal. The students at their desks were paying various degrees of attention, also as normal. What wasn't normal, however, was a very naked Pinkie Pie atop the teacher's desk, riding what looked like a vibrating cushion. The pink girl's hands were tied behind her back and her legs were securely strapped to the sides of the cushion. Pinkie bounced enthusiastically up and down on the cushion, her large full breasts making amusing “boing” sounds as they bounced right along with her. Pinkie's head was thrown back and she let out a loud moan of pleasure.

“Pinkie Pie,” said Miss Cheerilee, a warning note in her voice. “You're already on there for ten. Do you want five more for interrupting the lecture?”

“N-n-noooooo, Miss Cheerilee,” Pinkie panted. “S-s-sorry! I'll be...ooooo... I'll be qui-qui-quieeeeeeeEEEEEE!”

Pinkie quickly bit her lip, and Twilight stared as the girl's thighs began to shiver against the cushion. Pinkie let out a low hiss of air between her exposed teeth as she rode out her very public orgasm. After a moment she relaxed and took a deep breath, before resuming her bouncing.

Miss Cheerilee nodded. “Six more to go, and then you can put your clothes back on, Pinkie. If you can keep quiet.”

“Y-yes, Miss-ssss Cheeril—Cheerilee,” Pinkie finally got out through hitching breaths.

Twilight jumped as she felt Celesta put her hand on her shoulder and gently guide her back out into the hall.

“What was that?” Twilight demanded. “Did Pinkie Pie just... there? On the desk?! In front of EVERYBODY?!”

“Well, yes,” Celestia said matter of factly.

Twilight goggled at her. “What? She...? How is this allowed?!”

“Let's walk. There's still more of the school for you to see. I think you'll like seeing our science lab.”

“That's not answering my question!”

Celesta gave her an indulgent smile. “It's very simple, Twilight. Here at CHS we understand teenagers are raging volcanoes of hormones sometimes. Those chemical imbalances that puberty brings as you move into adulthood can cause all sorts of problems for our students. So, we decided that it was in the best interests of everyone concerned if we implemented periodic sexual release for our students during the school day.”

“WHAT?!” Twilight stopped dead in the hall. “You let the students have sex in school?!”

Celestia frowned. “Would you please keep your voice down? Classes are still in session, Twilight.”

Twilight's mouth snapped shut at the authoritative tone of the principal's voice. Seeing her look of distress, Celestia's own expression softened and she gently led Twilight down the hall.

“Of course we don't allow the students to have sex in school. That would hardly be ethical, and the risks of teen pregnancy or STDs are far too great. No, what we do is evaluate each student and determine the best number of releases that student would be required to have whenever they commit an infraction of school rules and then provide them with the means to achieve those releases. Generally, three to five is the ideal amount to calm them down and get them to focus on classwork.”

“But, I heard the teacher in there say Pinkie had to have ten?” Twilight began to wonder if maybe she had hit her head shortly after she had arrived for the tour and this was all a very strange sex dream she was having.

“Pinkie Pie is more... energetic than most students,” Celestia explained. “She doesn't break the rules often, but when she does, it usually takes her longer to calm down.”

“And you evaluate ALL the students?” Twilight's voice was high and tight.

“Well, not ALL,” Celestia admitted. “Just the Seniors. Since we're a combined school, we don't assess the middle schoolers and Freshmen and certainly don't require releases from them. Most are confused enough by their bodies and urges and we want them to be educated before we begin requiring periodic releases for them. As a result of this, however, I'm happy to say we have the most comprehensive sexual education program in the state. And the Freshman students even get to see some of body's functions in action. Ah, here we are! Just in time too.”

Celestia escorted Twilight into a science lab. Students were sitting at long tables facing the front of the room. Twilight blinked and swallowed as she realized there was a naked boy sitting on the table. She firmly avoided looking at the admittedly impressive erection he was sprouting and focused on his face, recognizing him as the strange boy who had mistaken her for the other Twilgiht Sparkle at the Friendship Games. Flash something-or-other. The female science teacher was standing next to him and addressing the students.

“As you can see, class, when someone with male genitalia is aroused, blood flows into the spongy tissues in the penis and causes it to erect and become much firmer to the touch. This also makes the area very sensitive and responsive to tactile stimulation. Mr. Sentry will now demonstrate.”

Flash looked at the teacher, who nodded encouragingly at him. Flash swallowed and began stroking himself, slowly at first, then with increasing vigor. The teacher turned back to the class. “Here is fairly standard masturbation of the penis. Lubricants can also be use facilitate ease of stroking and maximize the pleasure responses. However, Mr. Sentry, here, being a fairly excellent specimen appears to be... erm... coming along quite nicely.”

A titter ran through the class, which was quickly silenced as Flash moaned loudly and had an orgasm of his own, ejaculating over his stomach and legs. There was a breif round of applause. Flash smiled and began reaching for a nearby box of tissues.

“One moment, Mr. Sentry,” the teacher said. “Quick question: How many are you evaluated for?”

“Um... four,” Flash said after some thought. The teacher nodded.

“And how many was that for today?”

“One.”

“I see. Then I think this is an excellent learning opportunity. Class, pay attention, we are going to try an experiment. Multiple ejaculation vs. the male refractory period. Mr. Sentry will begin stroking his penis again and we will time how long it takes him to achieve both erection and orgasm.”

“What?” Flash said.

“It's for the class's education, Mr. Sentry,” said the teacher. “Plus, it will get your requirements out of the way now that we've begun.”

“Well, if you say so,” said Flash. The teacher smiled and handed him a bottle of lube.

“And I think this time, we'll see how the addition of lubrication enhances the experience.”

Celestia gently pulled the slack-jawed Twilight out of the room as Flash began to masturbate once more.

“Come along, Twilight. There's plenty more to see.”

Author's Note

Just don't ask where this came from. Don't. We'll all be much happier if you don't.