The New Girl

Chapters

The Farmer
The Athlete
The Designer
The Party Planner
The Quiet One
Best Friends
Epilogue

The Farmer

Twilight Sparkle slumped down against the side of Sweet Apple Acres' barn, watching as the sun set on a long, dirty, tiring, but fulfilling day. Her sweat soaked t-shirt was sticking to her back, unpleasantly, there was dirt under her nails, straw in her hair, and she had gotten more than a few splinters and blisters throughout the day, but she was extremely satisfied with how the day had turned out. Just a few weeks ago she would have scoffed at the idea of helping a friend work at a farm (let alone just the idea of having a friend), but now she couldn't think of a better way to have spent the day.

"Thanks again for the help, today, Twilight," Applejack said, passing the the more academically inclined girl an ice cold bottle of water, before sitting down in the dirt with her. "I hope I didn't work ya too hard."

"Oh, it was no problem," Twilight replied, taking a sip of her water. That's exactly what I need, right now, she thought, taking another gulp of the refreshing beverage. "I've been meaning to go outside and exercise more often, anyway, so it's just a bonus that I get to help a friend. My studies on friendship say that's something you should do."

"Yer studies on friendship?" Applejack snorted with laughter. "I didn't know there were any academic papers written on the subject."

"Oh, I wouldn't call them actual scientific studies," Twilight said. "Just some books I found in the library about making friends."

"Tell me, Twi, are these books a lil' on the thin side? Mostly brightly drawn pictures?"

"Uh, maybe?" Twilight said, sheepishly.

Applejack guffawed. "Twilight, ain't you a lil' too old to be reading those? Surely you read all those way back in kindergarten."

"Hey, there is absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying childrens' literature from time to time," Twilight retorted, childishly sticking her tongue out at the blonde woman. "Besides, there are still valuable lessons that can be learned from them, as I am finding out."

"Sure, whatever you say," Applejack replied putting an arm around the purple haired scholar, and pulling her into a friendly hug. Twilight jumped a little at the sudden intimate contact, but quickly leaned into the display of affection. Hugs were something she was learning were common amongst friends and also quite enjoyable. The way the farmgirl's rough, calloused hand rubbed up and down her arm, gently massaging the sore muscles, felt very soothing. The way that same hand cupped her breast, however, seemed a little too friendly.

"A-Applejack!" Twilight exclaimed, pulling away, sharply, her face turning as red as one of the many apples she had spent the afternoon harvesting.

"Shh," Applejack replied, placing a gentle finger on her friend's lips. "It's okay, sugarcube. Just relax, an' let me take care of ya," she continued, leaning in towards to shocked young woman. Before Twilight had time to protest, her lips made contact with the other woman's- her first kiss! Too surprised to do anything but stare, Twilight didn't respond when Applejack's hand reached up to cup her face, as the kiss deepened. Twilight felt the tip of Applejack's tongue gently poke at her lips, asking for permission to come in, which Twilight granted, much to her own surprise.

After what felt like an eternity, Applejack finally pulled away, but only slightly, as her kisses moved down Twilight's neck, slowly escalating into gentle nibbles. The farmer's rough hands reached under the bookworm's shirt, sliding under her modest bra, and softly groping at her B-cup breasts. Twilight moaned at the strong woman's sensual touch, surprising even herself. Spurred on by the aroused vocalization, Applejack's love bites grew a bit harder, leaving subtle, red indents on the librarian's pale flesh.

Applejack gently pushed Twilight to the ground, immediately moving her hands to her own flannel shirt, hastily undoing the buttons, before tossing the garment aside, leaving her in a stained, white tank top, which was given the same treatment. Twilight stared up at Applejack's topless form, admiring her strong muscles that glistened with sweat, a deep farmer's tan contrasting with her pale, freckled skin. The blonde woman gently took one of Twilight's hands, dragging her soft fingertips across the farmer's chiseled abs before letting it rest on one of her own C-cups.

"You ain't gotta be shy," Applejack whispered, leaning in, and nibbling on one of Twilight's ears. "You can touch all you want," she continued, her mouth moving back down, continuing to pepper Twilight's face and neck with small kisses and nips. Her hands moved down to the hem of Twilight's shirt, before pulling the garment up and dropping it beside the two of them.

Twilight was acting on instinct, by this point, holding Applejack closer to her, caressing the strong woman's rock hard muscles and groping her soft breasts. Applejack's actions were growing much bolder, now, one of her hands making its way between Twilight's legs, stroking at the treasure that lie beneath her jeans. With delicate ease, she undid the button holding the pants shut, the zipper following suit. Her hand slipped down the front of Twilight's jeans, rubbing the outside of her panties, which were noticeably getting wetter.

Twilight groaned at the contact, not realizing just how needy she had become. Her own hands moved south, fumbling with Applejack's belt buckle. With a chuckle, Applejack pulled away, Twilight moaning at the loss of contact. "Here, sugarcube," Applejack said, flashing the other girl a friendly smile. "Let me give you a hand with that," she said undoing her belt and fastener on her jeans, before unceremoniously yanking them down far enough to give Twilight access to her most private area. Like she had done earlier, Applejack took hold of one of the smaller girl's hands, and guided it to the outside of her plain panties.

Twilight cautiously rubbed along the moist mound of Applejack's warm pussy, unsure of what exactly she was supposed to do. Sure, she had touched her own a few times, but wasn't sure if Applejack would like the same things.

"Yer doin' fine, sugarcube," Applejack said, as if reading Twilight's mind, just as Twilight felt a calloused hand slip down the front of her panties. Twilight gasped at the direct contact, her hand pulling away from Applejack in surprise. "Jeez, you sure are wound up," AJ chuckled, continuing to rub Twilight's slit. "Jus' relax, girl. Do whatever feels natural."

Twilight reached forward, again, grabbing hold of the waistband of AJ's underwear, gently tugging them down. Applejack's snatch was exposed, her pussy winking in the cold air. Twilight was surprised to see that Applejack really didn't pay any mind to shaving, allowing her blonde pubes to grow naturally. She let her fingers drift toward the blonde bush, admiring the soft texture of the hair, and noticing a slight dampness in some places.

"Attagirl," Applejack moaned, gently probing the insides of her partner's pussy with two fingers. With her other hand she slowly pulled down Twilight's lavender lace panties, letting the nervous girl's privates breathe. "I see you like to keep yer's nice an' trimmed," she said with a smirk, softly teasing at the folds with just a hint of fuzz.

"P-purely for h-hygienic purposes," Twilight whimpered, sliding two fingers as deep into that apple snatch as she could. "N-not that yours is d-dirty or gross, of course! Maintaining a more natural appearance is perfectly fine!"

Applejack let out a loud, barking laugh. "Yer real cute, y'know that?" she said, giving the nerdy young lady a chaste kiss on the lips. Her kisses trailed down Twilight's jawline, down her neck, across her collarbone, before finally meeting one of the girl's soft breasts. She softly kissed the skin, her lips barely making contact, teasing her partner. Her tongue followed, licking all around the supple flesh of Twilight's tit, before quickly flicking against her nipple, once. Twilight's breath hitched at the electric contact, wishing the strong farmgirl would do it, again, but AJ seemed content to kiss and lick every part of the her breast, except for nipple.

Applejack directly kissed Twilight's nipple one last time, before following her path back up to Twilight's soft lips. Her rough fingers were now two knuckles deep into the bookworm's dripping cunt, carefully caressing her inner folds. Twilight let out a moan that was quickly captured by Applejack's own mouth, the more experienced woman thrusting her digits in and out at a strong, steady pace. Her other hand moved up, cupping Twilight's unattended breast, squeezing the tender mound, and softly pinching the nipple.

Twilight's own inexperienced hand erratically pumped in and out of Applejack's hairy cooch, with no real rhythm or consistent power behind her thrusts, too mentally and physically stimulated to think straight. Her other hand rubbed and groped wherever she could reach: the farmer's rock hard abs, her soft breasts, her lovely, freckled face, and even her firm behind.

As Applejack pulled away, yet again, Twilight couldn't help but moan at the loss of contact. "Don't worry, girl," the farmer reassured her, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "I got somethin' even better in mind," she said, swinging one of her powerfully built legs over Twilight's. Just as Twilight was about to ask what the other girl was doing, Applejack lowered her hips, her crotch meeting with Twilight's. The touch of the two vaginas sent a rush of dopamine across Twilight's entire body. Twilight instinctively began to push her hips up in an effort to push the pleasure further, but Applejack easily overpowered her, taking the lead. The stronger woman ground her hips into Twilight's, rubbing their pussies together, their clits occasionally meeting and sending a sharp, electric tingle up both women's spines.

Twilight and Applejack gasped, grunted, groaned, and moaned as they fucked each other, both developing a shining sheen of sweat and cum. While Twilight was content to just lay there and let the more experienced girl take the lead, Applejack was ravenous, ferociously grinding her pelvis against Twilight's, relishing every squeak and gasp she elicited from the young girl, occasionally kissing and nibbling wherever her mouth could reach, earning more of those preciously cute sounds from her partner.

It wasn't long before Twilight felt a tightness forming in her groin. "A-Applejack!" she gasped. "I think I'm about to orgasm!"

Applejack chuckled. "That's great, sugarcube!" she said, kissing Twilight on the cheek, the pace of her thrusts quickening. "You just lay back and enjoy yerself. I'll take good care of ya!" The farmer's pelvic motions became slower, stronger, more though out. Her mouth slowly trailed around Twilight's earlobes, collarbone, and nipples, the sweet spots she had discovered during this encounter.

Twilight's mind was flashing white, her mind quickly being overtaken by her upcoming climax. Every squeak and moan became louder, more frenetic. Every spot that Applejack kissed, bit, and caressed sent a sharp tingle up her spine. Twilight was surely losing herself to the touch of the other woman.

"Oh my gosh!" Twilight screamed. "I think I'm there! I think I'm or-orgasming!" she cried. Her body began to thrash and spasm about as Applejack continued to grind against her, doing everything she could to make the nerdy girl ride out her orgasm for as long as possible. At the height of her climax, she felt herself growing much wetter than she had already been, feeling a noticeable puddle forming beneath her backside. And, just as quickly as it had arrived, her peak began to fall, her body coming down from the sexual euphoria this tall, strong, freckled farmgirl had brought her to.

As Twilight's orgasm died down, Applejack sat up, allowing her friend a moment of respite. Not quite there, she began to furiously rub at her slit, her own orgasm fast approaching. "Hoo boy!" she shouted, as the first gushes of girlcum finally spurted from her dripping snatch, showering Twilight's chest and stomach with her arousal. Applejack continued to finger herself to her finish, while Twilight merely looked up and watched as the well-muscled girl squirted all over her.

When she was finally spent, Applejack collapsed next to Twilight, pulling the other girl into an impromptu spooning session. She placed an affectionate kiss on the other girl's head, content to just cuddle and listen to the sounds of her breathing.

After a few minutes had passed, Applejack stood up, pulling her pants up with her. "C'mon, Twi," she said poking the near-comatose girl with her toes. "We can't just lie here all night. Supper should be ready, soon, so why don't we get some grub in ya?"

Twilight didn't respond. She stood up, yanked her panties and jeans back up to where they belonged, snatched up her dirty, discarded shirt, and ran off.

The Athlete

The next day found Twilight helping Rainbow Dash with her training routine in a secluded area right outside of town. Or at least trying to help Dash with her training routine. Her mind was still stuck on the events that had occurred with Applejack, yesterday, and she was so distracted she kept losing count of Rainbow's pushups, missing moments she needed to be recording with a stopwatch, and not paying attention to the various acrobatic stunts the prismatic athlete was performing.

Before yesterday, she had never put much thought into sex or relationships, and the idea of being a lesbian had never once crossed her mind. But now, it was all she could think of, but not in a good way. Thinking about what she and Applejack had done made her feel dirty and guilty, like what they had done was wrong. It wasn't like Applejack had assaulted her, either, since she had been a willing participant through the entire encounter, but she still felt sick thinking about what the two of them had done.

To her credit, Applejack had sent her multiple text messages asking if she was okay and even tried calling her, but Twilight just ignored her every time. This was a discussion she knew the two of them would need to have, soon, but was afraid of losing one of her new friends.

"Yo! Earth to Twilight!" Rainbow Dash called, cutting off Twilight's train of thought. "You with me, girl?"

"Huh!?" Twilight said, snapping out of her daze. She looked down at the stopwatch in her hand, now reading two minutes and forty-three seconds, definitely way longer than it should have. "Oh! Whoops, sorry," she said, stopping the timer. "I'm just distracted, is all."

"Distracted?" Dash inquired with a smirk, twisting the top off her water bottle. "I get that it's pretty easy to get distracted around me. After all, it must be hard to concentrate when you're watching someone run with an ass like mine," she said, giving her firm rear a playful slap. She let out a short laugh, before taking a few gulps of her water, before lifting the bottle above her head, allowing the cool liquid to pour down her body, all over her white shirt.

Twilight stared at the athlete's lewd display. First Applejack seduces her, now Rainbow Dash? Twilight would have thought something was up, if she was not distracted by how Dash's t-shirt clung to her body, showing off her thin, wiry frame and dark nipples protruding from her meager chest.

"See something you like?" Dash teased, breaking Twilight's focus on her body. Twilight blinked a few times, regaining her senses, blushing as she realized she had just been ogling her friend. Rainbow giggled. "It's okay to look, Twi. I wouldn't have invited you out here if I didn't want you 'mirin' my hot bod," she said, flexing her muscles. "You can feel 'em, if you want," she continued, lifting her shirt just enough to show off her subtle abs.

Twilight's blush deepened, thinking about how nice those muscles must feel. While her friend did have somewhat of a boyish body, it worked well for her, and she made sure she did what she could to maintain her tight runner's body. There was something about that butt in particular that she just wanted to take a bite of. Plus, she would just love to run her tongue all along those delicious abs.

Twilight was so wrapped up in her little fantasy that she didn't even notice the subject of her daydreams sit down in the grass next to her. "Seriously, though, you okay, girl?" Dash asked, concerned, putting a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder, causing Twilight to jump, slightly. "You've been spacing out all day and my flirty little jokes seem to be affecting you really bad. Everything all right?"

"I, er... I don't know..." Twilight said.

"Ya wanna talk about it?"

"I... I don't know," Twilight sighed. "I've just been having some... weird thoughts, lately, and I'm not sure how I feel about them."

"Thoughts about what, exactly?" Rainbow asked, leaning into her friend, perhaps a little too close, as the sweat and water that had soaked into her shirt was now soaking into Twilight's clothes.

Twilight paused, thinking about how to word what she was about to say. She didn't want to give Rainbow the wrong idea about what had happened between her and Applejack, which would likely cause the tomboy to march over to Sweet Apple Acres, threatening to kick the farmer's ass for raping her. She also wasn't sure if she wanted to outright admit that she had sex with another woman, let alone Applejack. She really wasn't sure if she was at all comfortable with the idea that she might be a lesbian, and wasn't sure how to bring up the subject to a friend she had barely known for a month.

"Girls..." she finally answered, after much hesitation.

Dash smirked. "Oh, is that it?" she asked, teasingly. "Are you thinking about them in a 'man, it sure is great to have friends' kind of way, or a 'man, I really want to know how good her lips would feel against mine' kind of way?"

"Th-the second one," Twilight answered, not making eye contact with Dash.

"Any particular girl you've been thinking about?"

"Yes? No? I don't know?" Twilight replied, unsure of just how she was feeling. "I've never really had any friends, before, nor have I ever really given much thought to sex and relationships, so suddenly having six amazing friends has kind of ignited a sexual awakening in me. I'm not sure how I feel about this, or if I'm just confused, and I'm not sure how to deal with this."

"Well, I think the solution is simple," Dash said.

"Y-you do?"

"Of course!" Rainbow said, flashing Twilight a winning smile. "Let's make out!"

"W-what!?" Twilight exclaimed, her face burning up.

"Well, how can you really know whether or not you're into girls unless you try one?" Dash asked, leaning in close to Twilight. "It's not like I'm saying we should full on do it, just a quick kiss with maybe some tongue action. Like, thirty seconds, tops. No commitment, and we can pretend it never happened, if you don't like it. Not that you won't like it, since I am a pretty awesome kisser."

Twilight idly played with a blade of grass, mulling over the offer. On the one hand, she wasn't sure if she was comfortable with the idea of being a lesbian, but one little kiss couldn't hurt, right? Besides, Dash said that's all it would be is one kiss, not full on sexual intercourse. Okay, maybe there might be a little bit of tongue involved, but they definitely wouldn't be fornicating.

"I-I guess one kiss might make things a little clearer," Twilight finally answered, her gaze meeting Rainbow's lovely rose eyes.

"Awesome," Dash said, smirking. "So, do you wanna take the lead, or can I?"

Twilight didn't answer, instead moving in close to the other girl, their lips barely grazing against each other. This isn't so bad, she thought. Her lips feel nice, and she smells pretty good, even though she's been sweating all afternoon. Deciding that there would be no harm going a little further, Twilight pushed forward just a bit more, deepening the kiss. Feeling a bit braver, she pushed the tip of her tongue out, cautiously licking Dash's lips, which the the tomboy happily accepted, opening her mouth and allowing the nerd entry into her mouth.

Rainbow Dash, being a girl of action, was not one to just be kissed, and decided to take a more proactive approach to Twilight's experiment. She gently cupped the girl's face in her hands, letting the nervous girl's purple-streaked hair run though her fingers as she did so. Twilight followed her example, delicately embracing the athlete, letting her hands run up her back, feeling the muscles that had been carefully sculpted through hard work. The tomboy smirked around the kiss, as she felt Twilight's hands move to her front, caressing her abs, moaning in appreciation of the muscles she had worked so hard to get.

Right as Twilight was really getting into the kiss, Rainbow pushed her away. "Woah, easy there," she chuckled. "That was way longer than thirty seconds. I'm guessing that means you liked it."

Twilight didn't reply, instead lunging forward, and catching Rainbow in another, hungrier kiss. Dash let Twilight take full control of this kiss, allowing the librarian to push her to the ground, ravenously running her tongue as far into the athlete's mouth as she could, groping her perky A-cups, and stroking her abs.

Rainbow let her own hands wander, moving up Twilight's back, and unhooking her bra in a single, well-practiced movement. The bookish girl squeaked in surprise as her chest suddenly felt less restricted, but didn't remove her tongue from the rainbow-haired beauty's throat. With that out of the way, Dash's hands moved forward, feeling up Twilight's boobs, admiring their size, shape, and softness. She caught her friend's nipples between her thumbs and middle fingers, tweaking them slightly. Twilight gasped, pulling away from the athlete.

"Sensitive?" Rainbow Dash asked. Twilight nodded. "Okay, then," she continued, moving to unbutton her friend's blouse. "I'll try to be more careful. That is, unless you don't want me to," she said with a playful growl.

Twilight grasped the hem of Dash's wet t-shirt and pulled it above her head. Now, she could get a good look and Dash's well-sculpted physique. While her muscles weren't nearly as large as Applejack's, they were extremely well defined, definitely something the runner had worked hard to achieve. Her tits were extremely small, practically non-existent, meaning she had no need for a bra, but that didn't stop Twilight from giving them a squeeze. She moved her head down, catching one of the runner's dark nipples between her lips. The taste of sweat coated the entire breast, which Twilight eagerly licked up. Dash groaned at the attention her chest was receiving. Usually, her partners considered her boobs too small to bother with, but Twilight seemed to love them, which Dash quite enjoyed.

As Twilight fawned over Rainbow's adorable boobs, the runner reached lower, giving Twilight's ass a firm squeeze. They were soft, with very little muscle, likely from a lack of exercise. As she pinched and kneaded the supple flesh, Dash was already hard at work planning a routine that would improve the librarian's already nice butt. Just a few squats every day should do the trick, she mused, giving a cheek a playful slap. The sudden sting caused Twilight to accidentally bite down on the nipple she had been suckling. "OW!" Dash screamed, accidentally pushing Twilight away.

"I'm sorry!" Twilight bawled. "I didn't mean to. Are you okay? Are you bleeding? Are you mad?"

"What? No!" Dash said, pulling her friend into a hug. "I'm fine, it just hurts a little. Here, lets move onto something that doesn't involve teeth."

"Like what?"

Rainbow Dash merely smirked, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her spandex shorts, and yanking them down with her bright, blue boyshorts, revealing her smoothly shaved snatch. "Like, why don't you eat me out?"

"'Eat you out'?" Twilight repeated, confused.

"You know, going down on me, munching carpet, clam diving, speaking to the lady in charge, dining at the Y..." Rainbow rattled off, before realizing none of these phrases meant anything to Twilight. "Lick my pussy, Twi."

"Oh! Sure, I guess I could do that," Twilight replied, crawling towards where Dash lay, legs spread wide.

"Gee, I can't believe you didn't know what I meant by 'eat me out'," Dash said, as Twilight moved her face between her thighs. "If I didn't know better, I'd have assumed- AH! That's a good girl," she said, momentarily interrupted by Twilight's first few licks."I'd have assumed that you were a virgin..." she trailed off, a sudden thought occurring to her. "Twi, are you a virgin?"

"Uh," Twilight said, pausing her oral attention. "Kind of? I've sort of had sex once before, rather recently, in fact..."

"How do you 'sort of' have sex?"

"It's a long story," Twilight said sheepishly, giving Dash another small lick. "I-I don't want to talk about it..."

"Okay," Dash said, affectionately stroking Twilight's hair. "Just so you know, if you need me to beat somebody up, I'll do it." Twilight gave a particularly long lick along Dash's clitoris as a thanks. Dash hissed in pleasure. "Gee, Twi, for a 'kind of' virgin, you ain't half bad at this. I really wouldn't mind doing this with you, again, some time, if it's cool with you."

Twilight didn't respond, her attention fully set on Dash's tight cunt. Like the rest of Dash's body, there was a hint of sweat in the flavor, mixed with a somewhat metallic tang, which Twilight didn't find unappealing. In fact, she was thrilled to find that the more she licked, the more delicious nectar flowed from Rainbow's dripping pussy.

Rainbow Dash, likewise, was pleased to find that Twilight was great at giving oral. She seemed to know just what spots to give special attention to, when to back off, and she didn't have the annoying habit that some people had of accidentally scraping her teeth against anything. Rainbow wasn't entirely sure if Twilight was lying about the whole "virgin" thing, but that was a problem for a different time, if ever.

"Yeah, Twi, right there!" Dash gasped, feeling her climax rising. She grabbed Twilight by the back of he head and shoved her face as far into her crotch as she could. "That spot... right... THERE!" she shrieked, tipping over the edge. Her snatch splashed the first wave of her cum directly into Twilight's mouth. The poor girl was caught off guard and started coughing and spluttering as a second, weaker shot of Rainbow's arousal hit her right in the face.

Spent, Dash eased her grip off of her friend and pulled her up to eye level. "Sorry about that," Dash chuckled, apologetically, wiping some of her fluids from the nerd's face. "Didn't mean to almost drown ya, there. You good?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Twilight said, smiling.

"Cool," Dash replied. "Now, let's get that skirt off, so I can return the favor."

"No!" Twilight snapped. "I-I mean, no thanks, I think I've had enough for today."

"Oh," Rainbow said, disappointed. "Another time?"

"Maybe?" Twilight said, not quite sure. "I'm still, not sure how I feel about all this."

"Hey, no pressure," Rainbow said, doing her best to not look upset by this. "So, you wanna go back to my place? We both could use a shower- separately, of course- then we could watch a movie, or play video games, or something. Maybe order a pizza, have a few beers? Or, if you don't drink, just soda or juice would be fine."

"Maybe another time," Twilight responded, buttoning her blouse back up. "Right now, I really need to get back to the library and get some studying done."

"Oh, that's cool, I guess. I also got some stuff to do."

"Oh, and would you mind keeping this a secret? I'm kind of still trying to deal with all of this, myself."

"Yuh huh," Dash replied, not even looking at the other girl, instead peeling on her gross, sweaty t-shirt.

"Thanks!" Twilight chirped, giving her friend a quick kiss on top of her head, before walking away.

"Hey, Twi!" Rainbow called after her. Twilight turned around, wondering what else her friend had to say. "I meant what I said, earlier; if whoever 'kind of' took your virginity hurt you, let me know who, and I'll kick their ass. I don't even care if it's Princess Celestia, I'll give them a beat down, if they deserve it."

"Thanks, Dash," Twilight said, softly. "That really means a lot, to me."

The Designer

A week had passed since Twilight had her encounter with Rainbow Dash. She had tried to do more research into whether or not she was a lesbian by studying the way her body reacted to various pornographic imagery, which had just spiraled into her discovering new, bizarre, and sometimes even gross sexual acts, all the while something kept nagging her at the back of her mind. Something about the way Rainbow had acted at the end of their sexual encounter didn't feel right. Just another problem to add to the list that included whatever was going on between her and Applejack.

Rarity had invited Twilight over for tea, which would, hopefully, help take her mind off of her present issues. Perhaps Rarity would be able to help, since out of all her friends, she was the self-proclaimed "expert" on romance. Plus, it was highly unlikely that Rarity was also a lesbian, since she was always reading those trashy romance novels with men on the covers, meaning she could finally have a one-on-one get together with a friend that didn't end with her getting seduced.

"Then this bitch says that the dress isn't the right color, how she asked for bone and instead got eggshell, and now her wedding would be ruined if I didn't completely redo the dress for free!" Rarity rambled on about one of her problem customers.

"She sounds like an absolute nightmare!" Twilight replied.

"Oh, she is!" Rarity said, taking any angry sip of her oolong. "Oh, but thankfully I had forgotten all about that horrible, horrible woman later that night, when Applejack came over."

"A-Applejack!" Twilight gasped, nearly choking on her own tea.

"Yes, Applejack," Rarity repeated, a dreamy smile painting her face. "Oh, if there's one person in this world who just gets me, it's her, which is strange, since we are both completely different. She just sensed that I was having a bad day and came over with a bottle of wine and a carton of my favorite ice cream. She listened to me rant about that horrid woman, while she massaged my feet. Oh, she is just the most perfect girlfriend!

"G-girlfriend!?" Twilight exclaimed, nearly tipping her chair back. "Y-you're a lesbian? B-but you're always going on about how you want to meet some prince and have him sweep you off your feet and take you to live in a big castle! And Applejack?"

"Oh, those are just silly, childhood fantasies I like to indulge in," Rarity said. "Applejack is my true Prince Charming."

"B-but Applejack!?"

"Yes, I have said it's Applejack multiple times, now," Rarity said. She leaned in a little closer to Twilight, noticing something not quite right with her. "Are you all right, Darling? You've gone dreadfully pale and you're sweating. You're not getting sick, are you?"

"N-no, it's nothing," Twilight said, trying to hide her distress by taking a sip of her tea. "Everything's fine. Everything's totally fine."

"Hmm," Rarity hummed, taking one last sip of her tea. "Twilight, I do think there's something I need to show you. Please, follow me, darling." Twilight, confused, got up from Rarity's kitchen table, and followed her upstairs. "I think I know what's troubling you, darling," the pale woman continued, stopping in front of her bedroom door. "And I think I know just the way to solve your problems."

The bedroom door swung open, revealing something Twilight was not prepared for. Applejack and Rainbow Dash were kneeling in the middle of the floor, naked, their hands tied behind their backs and to their ankles by black, silk ropes, with ball gags stuffed into their mouths. Large puddles had formed beneath the pair of them, caused by small vibrators stuffed deep inside of their tight cunts. Both were wearing extremely guilty expressions when they saw Twilight. This was like something from one of the more depraved websites Twilight had spent far more time browsing than she cared to admit.

"W-what's going on!?" Twilight stammered, feeling her face growing incredibly hot.

"I believe these two have something they need to tell you," Rarity said, walking behind the guilty pair, removing their gags. Both bound girls took a deep breath before starting to explain.

"We both, sorta, came up with a little competition," Applejack said, not daring to make eye contact with the person she was addressing.

"W-we wanted to see who could fuck you, first," Rainbow continued, mimicking Applejack.

"An' neither of us stopped t' consider how you might've felt about it."

"We're sorry," they both said, in unison.

Twilight could only stare, dumbfounded. "I... I don't even know what to say," she said.

"You don't have to say anything, Twilight," Rarity said, putting a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder, before moving to untie the two apologetic women. "They're both very sorry for deceiving you and they're both being punished for it. In fact, I brought you up here to assist with it."

"Assist?" Twilight asked. "I don't even see how this is a punishment, and you think I should assist with it?"

"It is a punishment," Rarity elaborated. "Because what they did was about control. I think you should take it from them. Emasculate them. Put them in their place. Make them your bitches."

"I-I'm not sure how to..."

Rarity pulled Twilight into a gentle embrace. She could feel the more experienced woman's pillowy D-cups pressing into her back, her hands gently gliding up and down her sides. "Twilight, I arranged this not only to punish Applejack and Rainbow Dash, but to also help you break out of your shell," the tall beauty whispered into the librarian's ear. "I thought this might be a fun way to solve a friendship problem, but if you aren't comfortable with this, we can stop right now, have these two make themselves decent, and have a long, mature conversation about boundaries, which I am still expecting us to have, after a bit of fun. The choice is yours. We don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything, at least no more than you already have," she punctuated with a soft kiss on the nape of Twilight's neck. "So, is this something you would like to move forward with?"

"I-I do..." Twilight whispered, without even thinking, surprising herself. "Tell me how to punish them, mistress."

"'Mistress'?" Rarity repeated, amused. "Now, wherever did an innocent thing like yourself learn such terminology?"

"Applejack and Rainbow Dash sort of made me curious about sexuality," Twilight muttered, shyly. "So, I started watching some... educational videos."

"Hmm, I wouldn't say the videos you were watching were quite realistic, darling," Rarity purred, moving her hands to unbutton her blouse. "I think it would be best if you were taught how things are actually done. The safeword is firetruck, or three taps if they are unable to speak, by the way," she said, carefully folding the garment, and setting it on a nearby desk, her shoes, nylon stockings, pencil skirt, and lacy, black thong following suit. Twilight was surprised to see that Rarity had forgone wearing a bra, but was even more surprised to see a small pair of silver hoops going through her nipples and another going through her clitoris. Rarity playfully smirked upon seeing Twilight's reaction to her jewelry and gave one of the hoops a slight tug, causing her to quietly moan at the stimulation.

She walked over to Twilight and gently tugged at the smaller girl's sweater vest. "Such a cute outfit, you picked out, today," she said, moving her hand down to the girl's pleated skirt. "Going for the schoolgirl look, I see. It would be a shame if these got dirty. I would suggest you take it off."

Twilight didn't reply. She slowly pulled off her sweater vest, which was followed by her blouse. She kicked off her shoes and shimmied out of her skirt, leaving herself standing in only her simple, white bra and panties and her knee high socks.

"I'm sure I have something from my Back-Room Collection that would fit you," Rarity whispered, nibbling her earlobe. "That is, if you don't want to strip completely. Though, I would keep the socks on; they're cute."

Twilight blushed, reaching around to unhook her bra, then slowly dropping her panties. She did her best to keep her breasts and vagina covered with her hands, still nervous about being seen completely naked. "So, uh, what's next? she asked. "I mean, I've seen a few videos of this, but I'm not quite sure how to... instigate."

Rarity smiled, kissing the bookworm on the cheek. "Follow my lead, darling," she said approaching Applejack. "So, is it true that you took advantage of your naive, new friend?" she asked, firmly and authoritatively.

"Yes, ma'am," Applejack replied. This was met with a slap to the face, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to be humiliating and drive home that she had fucked up. "I'm sorry." Another slap was delivered to her other cheek.

"I am not the one you should be apologizing to!" Rarity growled. She grabbed Applejack by her flowing, golden locks, and shoved her face into her pierced snatch. The contact was brief, however, lasting only a few seconds before the farmer was pushed away. Rarity snatched up her discarded thong and shoved it into Applejack's mouth. "Stay right there, bitch; I need to go get some things. You just sit there and think of how you're going to apologize to Twilight.

"Yeth, ma'am," Applejack replied through a mouthful of lace.

"Good," Rarity purred, turning on her heel, and strutting to her closet. "Your turn," she mouthed to Twilight.

Twilight turned away from Rarity to look at Rainbow Dash, her face shining with how needy and sorry she was. "S-so, you seduced me because of a bet?" she asked, in what was meant to be a commanding tone, but actually came off as confused and heartbroken.

"Yes, Twilight," Rainbow replied, bending down low. "I'm so, so sorry about it. I'm a real jerk!" she continued, kissing Twilight's feet and moving up her sock-clad legs.

"Y-yeah, you are a jerk!" Twilight shouted, gaining a bit more confidence. "Keep kissing me, you big, dumb meanie!" Dash didn't need to be told twice, doubling the speed of her attention to Twilight, quickly making her way up her calves, then her thighs, before reaching the hand that was covering her most private area. "No!" Twilight yelled, pushing Dash away, hard enough for the colorful athlete to fall over and hit her head. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean push that hard!"

"Twilight, please," Rarity said, returning, a fake phallus strapped to her waist, hiding her pierced pussy from view. "The point of this exercise is to discipline them," she continued, removing the spit-soaked panties from Applejack's mouth, replacing them with her strapon. "Did Dash say the safe word?"

"No," Twilight replied, looking down at Rainbow, who was resuming her gentle, affectionate attention to Twilight's legs.

"Then don't apologize to her," Rarity said, thrusting her hips forward, making Applejack audibly gag. "Remember, she's the one who should be apologizing to you."

"Okay," Twilight said, turning her attention back to Rainbow. "S-stand up, b-bitch!" she barked. Rainbow obeyed the command. "K-kiss my tits!" Rainbow obeyed. Twilight moaned as Dash's lips delicately brushed against her tender flesh, her eyes snapping shut as her mind was overwhelmed with pleasure. The soft contact sent an electric tingle through her entire body, every synapse in her body screaming More! More! More! Twilight gasped in surprise when she suddenly felt a second mouth on her previously unattended breast. She opened her eyes to see that Applejack was no longer blowing Rarity's pseudo-dick, the purple haired fashionista nowhere to be seen.

"You're getting a lot better at this," Rarity purred from behind Twilight. The bookworm felt her soft asscheeks being spread and the tip of Rarity's strapon pushing against her dripping, delicate folds.

"Firetruck! Firetruck!" Twilight gasped. Immediately, Rarity, Rainbow, and Applejack all pulled away.

"What's the matter, Twi?" Applejack asked, concerned.

"Too many of us, at once?" Dash added.

"No," Twilight sighed. "It's just, the thought of having something inside me made me panic."

"Why?" Rarity asked. "Surely, you had sex with a man, before."

"Actually, no..." Twilight whimpered, afraid she was going to be judged for that.

"So, you mean that Applejack was..." Rarity asked, her eyes darting to the offending girl.

"Uh huh."

"Well, you and I are going to have a serious talk about this, missy!" Rarity spat, shooting daggers at Applejack. "Taking your friend's virginity, all because of some stupid game between you and your equally immature friend, not even taking into consideration how she might have felt about it!"

"First kiss, too," Twilight muttered.

Rarity gasped. "Her first kiss, too!?" she roared, thumping Applejack on the back of the head. "You know how sacred and special that's supposed to be!"

"Ow! Gee, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Applejack whimpered, rubbing the sore spot on her head.

"You better be," Rarity growled, before her expression softened, once more, before gently kissing Applejack on the cheek. She whispered something in the farmer's ear, before turning her attention back to Twilight. "Well, do you want to keep going, or would you prefer to leave it here?"

"I-I think I'm ready to keep going," Twilight answered, nervously eyeing the dildo attached to Rarity. "Could you be gentle with that, though? It's kind of intimidating."

"Darling, it's only six inches; a perfectly average size. Though, I do have a smaller one, if you'd prefer it."

"No, I think this one should be fine," Twilight said, running a hand along the soft plastic penis.

"All right then," Rarity said, taking Twilight by the hand, and leading her over to the bed. She gently laid Twilight down on the edge, carefully spreading her legs just wide enough for her to stand between them. "I hope you two weren't expecting to just watch," Rarity said, turning to Applejack and Dash, as she lightly tapped the tip of her cock on Twilight's wet cooch. "Rainbow Dash, you continue doing whatever Twilight tells you. Applejack, you know where I like you in these situations."

"Yes, ma'am," both bitches replied, assuming the positions they were told to: Rainbow returning to Twilight's breasts, and Applejack crouching behind Rarity, and sticking her face between her girlfriend's alabaster asscheecks.

"Are you ready, Twilight" Rarity asked, the tip of her dildo just barely spreading the virgin's labia. Twilight gave a nervous nod, her eyes shut, tight. Rarity slowly slid inside, eliciting a hiss from Twilight, a single tear rolling down her cheek, which was immediately kissed away by Rainbow Dash. Rarity rubbed Twilight's thigh, comfortingly, letting the freshly deflowered girl catch her breath. "Let me know when you're ready to continue, darling."

Twilight took a few deep breaths, letting the pain fade to pleasure. "O-okay," she croaked, opening her eyes. "You can go on." Rarity smiled, pulling out a scant few inches, before thrusting them back in. There was no pain, this time, only pleasure. Twilight squeaked as Rarity hammered into her a third time, much harder.

As Rarity pounded her faux cock as hard and deep into Twilight as she thought the poor girl could handle, Rainbow decided to make herself useful. She lowered herself down to the cunt being spread by the strapon dildo, licking at Twilight's exposed clitoris. The nerdy girl gasped, grabbing a handful of rainbow hair, and shoving the other girl's face into her juicy snatch. This encouraged Rainbow Dash to keep licking, finally savoring the taste she had been denied a week ago, and it was oh so worth it. She continued to dive as deep into the wet tunnel as she could, licking up every stray drop of cum that escaped Twilight's pristine pussy. She adjusted her position, moving herself completely on top of the nerdy girl, her own pussy hanging above the girl's face.

Twilight craned her neck to return the favor on Dash, but paused when something caught her eye: a small, black ring dangling from the girl's asscheeks. This didn't go unnoticed by Rarity. "Go ahead," the purple haired woman purred. "Give it a tug. Gently, now. Nice and slow." Twilight looped a finger through the sturdy plastic, pulling ever so slightly. Slowly, something began to bulge from Rainbow's tight hole, which slowly spread to allow a single, wide black ball pop free, making Rainbow grunt. Twilight blushed, realizing that wasn't the end. A nod from Rarity told her to keep going. Slowly, she gently yanked on the string, as another, slightly smaller anal bead came loose, followed by another, and another, until the last of a string of a half dozen orbs were pulled free from Rainbow Dash's winking asshole, the athlete grunting and gasping with each one.

Meanwhile, Applejack ate out Rarity from behind, as her girlfriend fucked their newest friend. From what she could hear, she took a guess that Rainbow Dash's anal beads had finally come out, further reminding her of her own plug wedged deep inside her asshole. Licking a pussy partially obscured by a strapon that was being used to fuck another person was no easy feat, but Applejack and Rarity had done this enough times that the farmer could easily pull it off, happily slurping up her lover's delicious nectar. A pale hand wrapped itself around the back of her head, urging her to go deeper, while affectionately stroking her blonde hair.

One of the farmer's rough, calloused hands reached up, sliding her thumb into the wet hole, while her index finger found the gap between Rarity's snatch and strapon. She fished around in the moist nook, before her finger finally looped through the small ring in her girlfriend's clitoris, earning her a grunt of approval. With an unseen smirk, Applejack delicately tugged at the piercing. Rarity moaned at the sensation, egging her girlfriend on, her pussy dripping more of her sweet ambrosia.

Rarity's thrusts grew erratic, losing their focus, as her impending orgasm drew near. "Don't you dare stop, Applejack!" she grunted, hammering as fast as she could into Twilight, not that the submissive farmer would ever dream of doing such a thing. Rarity's fingers firmly grasped at Twilight's hips, harshly pulling her student into each thrust. With a scream, Rarity hilted inside of Twilight, her pussy spasming and spraying around the strong blonde's hand.

Without missing a beat, Applejack pulled Rarity's quivering mass away from Twilight, delicately resting the fussy girl on the bed beside the other girl, and taking her place. She raised Twilight's hips, hammering and sliding her own hairy slit against the student's.

Twilight's mind had gone blank from the overwhelming stimuli her pussy was enduring. As Applejack furiously fucked against her, the bookworm felt an increasingly familiar pressure building inside her. "Oh, gosh!" she shrieked. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she shouted as Applejack delivered one more hard thrust, mashing her snatch against Twilight, rubbing them together as Twilight rode out her orgasm. A gush of fluids erupted from Twilight's cunt, spraying down across her chest, face, and Rainbow Dash. Another spray flooded from within, followed by another, much weaker squirt.

"Oh, my gosh!" Twilight gasped in disbelief at what she had just done. Rainbow Dash said nothing, immediately getting to work licking up every last drop of the nerd's nectar. Twilight whimpered as she felt the athlete's tongue graze against her still sensitive snatch, before it trailed back up her tummy, then suckling at her tits.

"Looks like you sure enjoyed yerself," Applejack chuckled, collapsing onto the bed beside Rarity.

"I don't think enjoyed is quite the right word, AJ," Rainbow giggled, playfully splashing the puddle of Twilight's pussy juice. "So, do you you think you can forgive us?" she asked, peppering Twilight's chest and neck with kisses.

"Yes," Twilight panted. "I forgive both of you."

"That's good to hear, darling," Rarity said, delicately pulling the custom made apple-gem buttplug from her girlfriend's anus, eliciting a soft grunt from the farmer, as she idly tugged at one of her nipple rings. "I do hope we can do this again, sometime."

"I think I can make some room in my schedule," Twilight said. "For all three of you."

"Excellent!" Rarity said, standing up. "Now, get up, all of you! I need to throw these sheets in the wash, and we could all do this a bath. Hurry, hurry, before the stains set in!"

"Oh, shut up!" Applejack groaned, dragging her girlfriend back down to the bed with a single, powerful arm, drawing her in for a close cuddle.

"Oh, I suppose another five minutes couldn't hurt," she pouted. One of the farmer's fingers gently pulled at one of her nipple rings. "Or until dinner..." she squeaked.

The Party Planner

Pinkie Pie stared expectantly at Twilight as the erudite young woman bit into, yet another, cookie. "Weeeeeeell...?" the poofy haired girl asked, vibrating in anticipation. "What do you think about this one?"

Twilight chewed, thoughtfully, weighing several factors. "Well, this one does have the right chocolate to vanilla ratio," she said, swallowing, before chasing the treat with a sip of milk. "However, I would say this one is much too soft. Also, I think it's just a bit boring. It needs just a hint of something else, perhaps marshmallow, maybe mint?"

"All right," Pinkie said, scratching down a quick note. "Next up is coffee bean and almond."

"Can we take a break after this next one," Twilight said, clutching her stomach. "As much as I enjoy helping you experiment with new recipes, eighteen cookies in a single day isn't healthy."

"Okie dokie!" Pinkie chirped, slipping on an oven mitt. "It wouldn't be very fun if you got sick, because then you'd barf everywhere, and then we'd have to clean it up, and that's always super gross."

The timer on the oven dinged, heralding the arrival of batch nineteen. As Pinkie bent over to retrieve the confections inside, Twilight couldn't help but take note of her friend's figure. The past two weeks had opened Twilight's eyes to just how great sex could be, and she now found herself fantasizing about damn near every woman she encountered, from the wall-eyed mail woman who had a "package to deliver" (which ended up being an actual package from her parents), to Cheerilee, the local schoolteacher, whom Twilight was desperately trying to serve detention with, and now Pinkie Pie. The poofy, pink party planner's body was no doubt the subject of many of Ponyville's young boy's "private time" (and Twilight's). She had perfectly round double-D titties that seemed to defy gravity, with an equally exquisite ass. Though she had a bit of a belly, she was by no means fat (in her own words, she was "THICC"), and Twilight just wanted to grab hold of the soft pudge and knead it like a sexy dough.

Twilight stared hungrily at Pinkie's juicy butt for easily the tenth time, today, as her friend grabbed hold of the cookie sheet. While the coffee cookies smelled delicious, what Twilight really wanted to take a bite of was that ass. The soft girl's super-duper short shorts strained against the pressure exerted against them, and Twilight couldn't help but wonder how the denim hadn't-

RRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPP!

Well, that answered that question. "Whoopsie!" Pinkie giggled. "Guess I've sampled too many sweets!" she said, pulling the dessert from the oven, and placing the treats on a cooling rack.

Holy shit, she's not wearing underwear! Twilight thought, biting her lip. "Gee, that's unfortunate," she said, trying her best to sound sympathetic towards her friend's embarrassment. "Why don't you go upstairs and change. I won't try any more cookies without you."

"Twi-Twi, you're staring," Pinkie said, smugly. "And drooling."

Twilight snapped from her daze, immediately wiping away the spittle forming at the edges of her mouth. "I, uh..." she said, trying to come up with an excuse.

"It's okay!" Pinkie Pie replied. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't like people staring at my badonkadonk. In fact," she said, slowly walking towards Twilight. "I was hoping you'd stare."

"R-really?!" Twilight gasped.

"Heck yeah!" Pinkie said, bouncing slightly. "I can totally tell what you've been up to with some of the other girls, and I was kinda hoping you'd be interested in doing that with me. So, whattya say, Twi; wanna try some of my Pussy Pie?"

Twilight didn't say anything, instead answering by lunging forward and catching Pinkie in a kiss. Pinkie immediately took the lead, lifting Twilight and placing her on the kitchen counter, her hands deftly removing the bookworm's blouse and bra in a single motion, her pants coming off in another. Her mouth moved south, latching itself onto one of Twilight's sensitive nipples. Twilight moaned as Pinkie's prehensile tongue moved in ways that the scholar never thought possible.

As she moved to the other nipple, Pinkie pushed deeper into her licking and suckling, climbing on top of the counter, pinning Twilight, and knocking over a few ingredients. Twilight gasped as a sudden, cool sensation smothered her unattended breast. Her eyes snapped opened, watching as Pinkie drizzled a handful of chocolate syrup over the boob that wasn't currently in her mouth. Her tongue glided back over to the chocolatey tit, as her hand scooped more syrup from the bowl, her fingers drawing a trail from Twilight's collar bone, down through the valley between her breasts, over her tummy, then teasing right at the top of her public area, before messily making their way back up. Pinkie's delectable digits brushed the edges of Twilight's lips, the purple-haired girl happily sucking one into her mouth, licking it clean of her treat.

With Twilight's tit now clean, Pinkie's mouth traveled along the sweet path she had drawn, lapping up the rich sauce that decorated her friend's body. Twilight jut laid back, closing her eyes, and enjoying the attention her friend was bathing her in. She affectionately ran her fingers through Pinkie's neat mess of hair, coaxing her as she made her way closer and closer to her chocolate covered cunt.

"Hi, girls," Mrs. Cake said, making her way to the refrigerator. Twilight's eyes snapped open in shock, her face turning scarlet. Her hands instinctively made their way to her breasts, trying to preserve some of her modesty.

"Hey, Mrs. Cake," Pinkie said, pausing from the pussy in front of her. "How's Mr. C's business trip to Canterlot going?" she asked, before going back to Twilight's tasty snatch.

"It's going well," she replied, pouring herself a glass of milk. "The arrangements to have Princess Celestia stop by during her upcoming visit to Ponyville went through, so now we just have to decide what to serve her."

"M-Mrs. Cake!" Twilight stammered, nervously trying to come up with an explanation as to why she was naked on her counter, covered in chocolate syrup, with her friend performing oral sex on her, which Pinkie had not stopped, even with the presence of her employer made apparent. "I-I... We were..."

"It looks like the two you are having a fun afternoon," the older woman said, smirking. "How are the new recipes coming, Pinkie? Anything worth adding to the menu?"

"They're coming along well, Mrs. Cake!" the pink-haired girl chirped, replacing her mouth with a pair of fingers, continuing to pleasure Twilight as she discussed business. "There's been a few contenders, but nothing that have really knocked our socks off, yet. We just pulled some coffee-almonds from the oven, but haven't tried them, yet."

Mrs. Cake approached the rack of now cool cookies, taking a bite of one. "Oh, my!" she beamed, dunking the rest of the cookie into her milk. "These are wonderful! Think we can have a batch ready by Tuesday?"

"You betcha!" Pinkie said, diving back into Twilight's snatch.

"All right, have fun, you two," Mrs. Cake said, exiting the kitchen. "Make sure you clean up when you're done. Let me know if you need help with anything."

"We'll keep that in mind!" Pinkie called back, waving good-bye.

"P-Pinkie!" Twilight exclaimed. "Did you really just have a casual conversation with your boss while between my legs?"

"Sure did!" Pinkie Pie said, as if it was a totally normal thing.

"And she didn't care that we were having sex in her kitchen!?"

"Of course not," Pinkie answered, flicking her tongue over Twilight's clit, making her gasp. "I've caught her and Mr. Cake going at it in here loads of times! I usually join in, too. Shoot, sometimes it's just two of us. If you want, I can call her back in here; I know she'd just love a taste of you."

"Th-that won't be necessary!" Twilight gasped, suddenly having thoughts of the older woman tongue wrestling with Pinkie, while both of them ate her out. "M-maybe later..." Damn, that's another woman I'm going to have inappropriate thoughts about.

Pinkie's mouth suddenly withdrew from Twilight's crotch, leaving the poor girl whimpering for more. Before she could ask why she had stopped, Twilight saw Pinkie stripping off the remaining shreds of her shorts and spraying whipped cream across her now bare chest. "You wanna taste my boobers?" she asked, hefting a gargantuan tit into Twilight's face. Twilight latched onto the squishy breast meat, answering Pinkie's question. The young librarian eagerly licked and slurped up the cream that was now melting across Pinkie Pie's delicious tits. Pinkie's breasts were heavenly. Despite their massive size, they didn't have the least bit of sag to them, standing perfectly perky.

As Twilight suckled on her tits, Pinkie took the can of whipped cream, and inserted the nozzle into Twi's wet pussy. She pressed down, spraying great gobs of cream into her cooch. "Ah!" Twilight yelped. "C-cold!"

"Whoopsie!" Pinkie exclaimed. "Sorry, should have warned you," she said, turning around so her own dripping snatch hovered above Twilight's face. She placed the tip of the cream can against her own cunt, covering her entire vagina in a thick, white mess, then continued to travel up her ass crack, continuing to coat herself in the dairy product. "Dig in, Twi!" she shouted, helping herself to some Twi Pie.

Twilight struggled to keep up with Pinkie Pie. The pudgy party girl's tongue felt impossibly big, reaching depths of Twilight's tight snatch that not even Rarity's dildo from the other day managed to. Still, the novice did not falter in her attempts to please Pinkie. She lapped up the cream coating Pinkie's pie, but hesitated ever so slightly when it came to moving beyond that.

"Don't worry, Twilight," Pinkie said, reading her partner's mind. "I made sure to scrub-a-dub myself up nice and squeaky clean, before you got here." Twilight's tongue traveled a bit farther up, finding that Pinkie certainly smelled like she had thoroughly washed herself. Deciding it was safe to continue, Twilight licked just a fit deeper, her tongue brushing against the tight pucker of Pinkie's anus. "That's it, Twi-Twi!" Pinkie said, firmly sucking on her friend's clit in encouragement.

As Twilight's still inexperienced tongue explored her body, Pinkie's own tongue was busy flicking back and forth over Twilight's adorable little clitoris. Though her tongue movements hadn't faltered, her increasingly quick breaths told Pinkie she was close. Almost there, Pinkie schemed. Almost... NOW! As soon as Twilight was about to climax, Pinkie inserted the tip of her finger into Twilight's ass, barely penetrating her.

"HOLY SHIT!" Twilight shouted, her pussy gushing like a firehouse across the counter. Her body violently shuddered as another squirt sprayed out, before finishing with a third, feeble flood.

Pinkie Pie giggled. "I'm guessing you really, really liked that!" she said, her tongue making one final pass over her friend's quivering clit.

"Oh my gosh!" Twilight whimpered. "That was intense!"

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," Pinkie said, hopping off the counter, and grabbing a pair of coffee-almond cookies from the cooling rack. "But, I think we should clean up, now."

"But, what about you?" Twilight asked.

"What about me?"

"Did you... you know... orgasm?"

"Silly, Twilight," Pinkie smiled, handing her friend one of the cookies. "Did you really think I wasn't about to take you upstairs when we finished with this mess? Trust me, we're gonna have loads of fun, once we clean up."

"Sounds like a plan," Twilight smirked, taking a bite of her cookie. "Oh my gosh, these are so good!" she moaned. "Think I could take the rest home?"

"Of course you can!" Pinkie said. "You're gonna need a snack, once I'm through with you."

...

Pinkie Pie swiped through the contacts on her phone, selecting the one she needed. The phone rang for a only a brief moment before it was answered. "She loves the coffee bean and almond," she said. "We're gonna start selling them next Tuesday."

"Awesome!" Rainbow Dash replied. "Can I go ahead and order a dozen of them? And can you go cut them into heart shapes for me, please?"

"Of course you can!" Pinkie giggled. "Anything for you, lover-girl."

The Quiet One

Twilight needed some advice and for the first time in a long while, it had nothing to do with sex. The other night, an owl had flown in through her window, giving her some nighttime companionship while Spike was asleep. When Twilight awoke the next morning, she had found the owl still perched on top of one of her bookshelves, snoozing soundly. The next night, she had decided to leave the window open, allowing her new, feathery friend the option to leave. But, less than an hour after he had departed, he was back with a mouse clutched in his beak, which he gulped down, before making himself comfortable on one of Twilight's shoulders. It looked like Owlowiscious was going to be permanent part of the Golden Oaks library. So, rather then reading about it in a book, Twilight thought it would be best to get some expert advice from one of her friends.

"Fluttershy!? Are you home?" Twilight called, knocking once on the door. As soon as her knuckles made contact with the wood, the door swung open. That's odd, Twilight thought, stepping inside. "Fluttershy? I hope you don't mind, but the door was open."

Her blood suddenly ran cold, as a single, dark thought crossed her mind. Fluttershy's door is wide open, but she isn't answering. What if somebody broke in, or worse; what if she's hurt and can't respond!? I need to investigate! In a frenzy, Twilight dashed around Fluttershy's living room and kitchen, searching for her friend or any signs of intrusion. Finding nothing on the first floor, she rushed upstairs. Fluttershy's bedroom door was slightly ajar, so Twilight immediately shoved her way inside.

Twilight had not expected the sight now laid out before her. Fluttershy was stripped completely naked, her wrists and ankles bound to her bedposts, a thick, black blindfold blocking her vision, a ring gag and buttplug inserted into her orifices, two silver barbells inserted through her nipples, and copious quantities of cum coating every exposed inch of her body.

"Fl-Fluttershy!?" Twilight gasped.

"Hwy'ight?" Fluttershy asked around her gag.

"Oh, my gosh!" Twilight moaned, rushing to her friend's side, removing the gag and blindfold. "Who did this to you?"

"R-Rarity did," Fluttershy responded. "She's the one who tied me up and then let a group of men into my house to use me."

"Rarity did this?!" Twilight exclaimed, clamping a hand over her mouth in disbelief. "Oh, dear God, we need to go to the police! Why would she just help a bunch of men rape you?"

"R-rape?!" Fluttershy gasped. "Oh, no, Twilight, this is all a big misunderstanding. Nothing of the sort happened."

"Fluttershy, please," Twilight said, placing a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "I know you have a problem with just letting people walk all over you, and I understand that you must be very distressed over what has happened, but please, let me help you. I'm just trying to figure out why one of our so called 'friends' would do this to you."

"Because I asked her to."

"Oh, dear God, what will Applejack think?" Twilight rambled on. "Worse, what will Sweetie Belle thi- wait, what?"

"I asked Rarity to tie me up, blindfold me, then let a bunch of men into my house to use me as their sloppy fuckhole," Fluttershy said, calmly.

"You... you wanted this?" Twilight gawped. "Why?!"

"Because I like being a worthless cumdump," Fluttershy said, blushing. "W-we actually do this once or twice a month."

"You do this regularly!?"

"Uh huh."

"Oh, my," Twilight said, sitting down, and fanning herself. "D-do you even know who these men are?"

"Well, I'm not supposed to," Fluttershy said. "I mean, sometimes I think I recognize a voice, or the blindfold slips a little bit, and I catch a glimpse of someone I've seen around town, sometimes it's even someone I'm comfortable enough speaking to, but I just pretend I don't."

"Isn't it, you know, degrading?" Twilight asked.

"That's the whole point, Twilight," Fluttershy said. "I like being used like a piece of meat. Jeez, Twilight, I thought that after fucking the rest of our friends, you would understand what kinks were!"

Twilight's reeled back, surprised by Fluttershy's sudden outburst.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Fluttershy gasped. "I didn't mean to come off so aggressive."

"No, it's fine," Twilight replied. "I just wasn't expecting you of all people to snap at me."

"Oh, good," Fluttershy said. "I was worried you might be mad at me."

There was a brief moment where neither girl said anything. Twilight was still coming to terms with the fact that Fluttershy, the shyest, most polite of her friends, was also the kinkiest.

"Um, Twilight," Fluttershy said, breaking the silence. "I don't want to alarm you, but there's, uh, semen on your hand."

"Gah!" Twilight shrieked, finally noticing the cold cum on her hand. "Gross gross gross GROSS!"

"The bathroom's down the hall to the left, if you want to to go wash it off. There should be hand sanitizer under the sink, if you'd like that, as well."

"Yeah, I'm gonna go do that," Twilight said. Just as she was about to exit the room, she paused, turning around. "Actually," she said, walking back towards the bed. "Would you... would you like to lick it off?" she asked, holding her slimy hand in front of the bound woman's face.

Fluttershy didn't say anything, instead extending her tongue, and dragging the wet appendage across the pearlescent mess on her friend's hand, licking it clean.

"Good girl," Twilight whispered. She now understood why Rarity liked having a bit of dominance in the bedroom. The rush of power was causing her nethers to moisten. Her hand not currently receiving a tongue bath moved down, unzipping her jeans. "While I have you here," she said with a predatory grin, her eyes wandering to the girl's soft, slightly saggy double D's, thinking about how wonderful it would feel to shove her face in between them. "I might as well use you like the dirty fucktoy that you are. How does that sound, Flutterslut?"

"Oh, that sounds wonderful," Fluttershy replied, smiling. "But no."

"What!?" Twilight gasped, sharply withdrawing her hand. "B-but you just said you'd love to! Besides, isn't this usually how it goes? I catch one of my friends in a compromising position, then we fuck."

"Oh, Twilight," Fluttershy said, a slight smirk on her face. "I'd love to have you rail me with the strapon I keep in my night stand drawer, spank me until my ass turns purple, spit on me, sit on my face, tug on my piercings with your teeth, pour hot candle wax on my tits, leave a vibrator on the lowest setting in me for hours, call me every degrading name under the sun, tie a leash and collar around my neck, and lead me around my garden like a dirty dog, invite a bunch of people to point and laugh at how much of a disgusting whore I am, take a few private pictures of me, maybe even let you piss in my mouth, but I am exhausted!" the pink haired girl moaned. "Do you know how tiring it is to be gangbanged nonstop by three guys for two hours straight? I simply don't have the energy to devote to you. Right now, I just need a nice, hot bath, and a long nap."

"Oh," Twilight said, dejectedly, zipping her pants back up. "Is there anything I can do for you, before I leave?"

"Just untie these ropes and get me a glass of water, if it's not too much trouble," she replied. "Oh, Twilight?" she continued. Twilight paused her efforts to undo one of the knots. "I should be fully recovered by Thursday, if you're still interested."

"Thursday sounds perfect," Twilight replied, giving Fluttershy a quick kiss on the lips.

"Oh, and bring lube."

Best Friends

"All right, Rainbow Dash," the prismatic girl said, pumping herself up. "You are the coolest, most awesomest chick in all of Ponyville. You've got got skill, style, and, dare I say, dashing good looks. There ain't nothing that scares you. Now, go tell that adorable little egghead just how you feel!" she said, rapping her knuckles on the door to the Golden Oaks library.

The door creaked open just wide enough for Twilight to poke her head out. "Oh, Rainbow Dash," she said, opening the door enough to allow her athletic friend inside. Rainbow took notice of what the librarian was wearing, or more accurately, what she wasn't. Wrapped only in a blanket, Twilight greeted her friend like she would if she was fully dressed. "So, uh, what brings you here?"

"Nothing much," Rainbow replied, doing her best not to openly gawk at Twilight's body. "I just came by to see if you wanted to hang out. Just the two of us."

"Oh, gee, I'd love to..." Twilight replied, sheepishly. "But I'm kind of-"

"Who is it, Twilight?" Fluttershy called from upstairs.

"It's me!" Dash shouted back, slightly irritated. If Fluttershy was not only here, but Twilight was also not dressed, then that meant Rainbow wasn't going to get some one-on-one time with her favorite dork. If anything, that meant she would be fucking Fluttershy, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but not what she had come here for. But, Twilight would also be there, which was still pretty cool.

"Oh! Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy said, relieved. "Do you think you could give Twilight a hand? She doesn't seem to understand how to use a dirty little whore, like myself."

"Yeah, sure," Rainbow said, throwing her t-shirt off to a corner in the room, following Twilight up the stairs. She wasn't even up the second step, before another knock reverberated around the walls of the library. "You go on ahead, I'll go see who it is," Rainbow said, going back to the door, not caring that the person on the other side of the door was about to see her topless.

"Yeah, what is it?" Dash said, swinging the door open to reveal Applejack and Rarity, the latter of whom was carrying a large, leather bag. "Oh, it's you guys. What's up?"

"Howdy, Rainbow Dash."

"Oh, Rainbow, we weren't expecting you to be here, too," Rarity said, surprised. "So, if you're here, sans shirt, I'm guessing that means you came here to..."

"I wish!" Dash snorted. "Fluttershy was already here, when I arrived. I'm just making the most of the situation."

"Such a shame," Rarity said, sympathetically. She held up her bag. "Well, in that case, would you mind if we joined you? I brought a few things I was hoping Twilight would be willing to try: dildos, plugs, gags, lingerie, a few riding crops, a paddle..."

"Yeah yeah, fine," Rainbow grumbled, stepping aside to allow her friends entrance. "Sounds like you're going to need them, too. From what Shy's saying, Twilight doesn't know how to make a girl feel like a worthless whore."

"Excellent," Rarity purred, grabbing Applejack by the hand, and dragging the tall blonde upstairs.

Rainbow was just about to close the door, when Pinkie Pie nearly knocked it off its hinges. "My orgy senses are tingling!" she announced, somehow already stripped completely naked.

"Dammit, Pinkie!" Rainbow growled. "Just get your fat ass upstairs!"

"Aw, you know you don't really think I'm fat," Pinkie giggled. "Besides, I know you love my big, balloon booty!"

"Yeah, now get it into Twilight's bedroom, before I shove my whole fist up it!"

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Pinkie chirped, bouncing up the stairs.

"For fuck's sake, how hard is one little confession gonna be?" Rainbow Dash muttered to herself, slowly climbing the stairs. Swinging the bedroom door open, the tomboy was greeted by the sight of an orgy just beginning to take shape. Fluttershy was already lying on the bed, cooing as Applejack, wearing only a pair of white silk panties emblazoned with a trio of diamonds, gently tugged on the quiet girl's pierced nipples, while Pinkie Pie rode her face. Meanwhile, Rarity, wearing a set of black laced lingerie with a hole cut into the crotch, helped Twilight pick between a girthy, ten inch, red strapon and a more reasonable seven inch, purple one.

"Now, the key to being a good dom," Rarity said, adjusting the straps on the purple dildo fixed to Twilight's hips. "Is to strike the right balance between loving and mean. Never refer to your sub as something equal to you, unless you are being sarcastic, but make sure they know when they are doing a good job. There is a major difference between calling them a 'bitch' and a 'bitch'. It is all in your tone of voice. Watch me, carefully," she continued. She loudly cleared her throat, catching Applejack's attention. The fit farmer gave Fluttershy's nipples one final twist, before scurrying over to her mistress, kneeling before her. Rarity shook her head and clicked her tongue, disapprovingly. "You should know by now that when I call you, I mean right now, not waste another second playing with another woman's breasts."

"I know, ma'am. I'm sorry, ma'am," Applejack apologized.

"You also know that's not how you're supposed to apologize, slut," Rarity growled. A look of apologetic worry flashed across Applejack's face, as she immediately dove between Rarity's legs, her tongue flicking against the sliver ring protruding from her girlfriend's clit. "That's right, bitch," the fashionista cooed, lovingly stroking the stronger, submissive woman's hair. "You see what I mean?" she said, turning to Twilight.

"I think so," Twilight answered, slightly nervously.

"Good," Rarity said, shoving Applejack's face just a bitch deeper into her snatch. "Now, I want you to practice. I'm sure Rainbow Dash would absolutely love to assist you, wouldn't you, Rainbow?" Dash nodded. "Good. I think you can take it from here, Twilight."

"All right," Twilight replied, feigning confidence, and turning to Rainbow. "Come here, bitch!"

"Not quite, dear," Rarity said, as Applejack continued to eat her out. "Rainbow hasn't done anything wrong, yet. Wait to use some venom in your voice for when she messes up while blowing you."

"Oh, I won't mess up," Rainbow said, smugly.

"If you want to be a cocky bitch, then suck my cock!" Twilight commanded, firmly shoving Dash to her knees, and pressing her face against faux phallus.

"Much better," Rarity praised, shuddering as Applejack's tongue slowly stroked along one of her weak points. "And I must say that you're being an excellent little muff diver," she continued, gently pushing her girlfriend's face from out between her legs. She bent over, giving Applejack a chaste kiss, tasting her own arousal on her lover's lips. "Why don't you lay down on top of Fluttershy, face in her pussy; I have a treat for you both. Pinkie Pie, I require your assistance~!"

"Yuppers, Rarity!" the party girl replied, hopping off of Fluttershy's face, allowing the submissive slut to take a deep gulp of air.

As Rarity and Pinkie Pie devised a plan on how to fuck their sluts, Rainbow Dash deepthroated Twilight's pretend penis. "I don't get it," the nerd said, after watching Rainbow fellate her for two minutes. "I'm not feeling anything from this, and you're also not getting anything from it."

"Speak for yourself," Dash said, popping her mouth off of the dildo. "I know Rarity and Fluttershy absolutely love sucking dick, real or not, and I also enjoy it, sometimes."

"Well, I still don't quite understand the point of receiving a blowjob with a fake penis."

"It's not so much that you're enjoy the physical feeling of having your dick sucked, so much as it's the intimacy or the feeling of dominance you get from it," Rainbow continued, pumping her hand along the fake cock like it was a real one. "Just imagine it's a real one I'm jerking off. Isn't that kind of hot?"

"Now that you mention it..." Twilight said, her face flushing bright red. Rainbow's other hand snaked its way up Twilight's thigh, cradling her cunt. As she gave Twilight a handjob, two of her fingers slipped into the tight, wet confines of her pussy, giving her friend some actual stimulation. "Oh, Rainbow!"

"What's going on?" Fluttershy asked, momentarily removing her mouth from that Applesnatch, as Rarity thrust deep into her ass. A sharp slap to her ass was her response. "Eep!" she squeaked, putting her mouth back where it was supposed to be.

"Fluttershy, you should damn well know by now that when I tell you to eat someone out, you do it until you have a mouthful of their cum to show me," Rarity chastised. "If you really must know, Rainbow Dash is showing Twilight the proper way to give a girl a blowjob."

"Dashie always was a closeted bisexual," Pinkie said hammering into Applejack's ass with well-practiced ease. "I always did think her dick sucking skills were a bit too good for someone who insists they don't like guys."

"Sh-shut up, Pinkie!" Rainbow snapped, momentarily ceasing her blowjob. "You know I've only ever been with girls."

"Well, if you ever want to change that, I can set you up with my brother," Fluttershy said, already anticipating the spanking she was about to receive from Rarity. "You know he's had a crush on you ever since he was five."

"No offense, Shy, but your brother tries way too hard, to the point where he's an annoying creep," Dash replied, forgetting about Twilight's strapon, and just stroking her pussy. "If I'm going to be with any guy, it'd probably be someone like Big Mac. Now that dude is a true alpha. Man, just imagine if he got me pregnant: our kids would be perfect."

"Aw, sounds like Dashie has a little man-crush~!" Pinkie squealed.

"I do not!" Rainbow retorted, blushing. "I just think that, you know, if I had to have sex with a guy, he wouldn't be so bad."

"Y'all mind not talkin' 'bout yer sexual fantasies regardin' my brother, especially while I'm tryin' to have sex?" Applejack moaned, looking just a bit queasy.

"Hey, we all know the southern sterotypes," Rainbow Dash replied. "I'm just sayin' none of us would be surprised if you thought about him while- HEY!" Twilight, in a surpising display of strength, suddenly shoved Rainbow to the ground, pinning her to the floor. "OW! What gives, Twi?"

"That was mean, Rainbow Dash!" Twilight growled. "Apologize!"

"I'm sorry, AJ!" Rainbow squeaked, terrified of this new side to Twilight. "I was just joking. I didn't actually mean what I said."

"It's okay, Dash," Applejack said, waving dismissively, as Pinkie continued to ravage her tight ass. "I know y' didn't mean nothin' by it."

"That's better," Twilight said, lining the tip of her cock up with Rainbow Dash's drooling slit. "Now, I want you to tell me what you want me to do to you, slut."

"I-I want you to fuck me," Rainbow replied, blushing.

"Is that it?" Twilight questioned.

"And choke me."

"Surely there's more... depraved things your little whore body craves?"

"I want you to twist my nipples!" Rainbow squealed. "And spank me! And spit in my mouth! And cuddle me!" she rambled. "And kiss my forehead! And tell me I look cute in that super girly dress that I pretend to hate, but actually love! And cheer me on at competitions! And hold me when I've had a bad day! And..." Everybody in the room ceased fucking, staring at the fit tomboy as she rattled off adorably romantic gestures, rather than a bunch of dirty kinks they had expected. "And wake up next to me every morning! And move into a beautiful home, with a white picket fence, that's near a bunch of really good schools! And..." she trailed off, noticing that all eyes were on her. Her face instantly turned bright red, realizing she had revealed some more personal fantasies.

"Y-you really mean that?" Twilight asked, her face a similar shades as Rainbow's.

"Yeah..." Dash admitiedly, sheepishly. "I just killed the mood, didn't I?"

Twilight didn't answer, instead softly pressing her lips against Rainbow's, dropping the intensity of their prior fucking, opting instead for something more tender, more heartfelt.

"Aw, they finally did it!" Pinkie cheered. "I know just the thing to celebrate: an or-"

"Some time, alone," Rarity interrupted, helping pull Applejack and Fluttershy off the bed, and retrieve their clothes. "I think the four of us should move this over to my place, while Rainbow Dash and Twilight enjoy themselves, here."

"I agree," Fluttershy said, pulling on her sweater.

"Aw, but don't you guys wanna-"

"Now, Pinkie!" Applejack said, firmly.

Twilight and Rainbow heard none of their friends' conversation. Rainbow's hands softly stroked down Twilight's back, reaching the straps to the dildo, and undoing them. "We won't be needing this," she said, casting it aside. She pulled Twilight's hips down, their pussies meeting in a sloppy, wet kiss.

"Dash..." Twilight whimpered, grinding her crotch against the other girl's. She pressed her lips against Rainbow's, again, before slowly kissing her way down her neck, gently nibbling on her collarbone. The two of them were no longer fucking, they were making love. Their movements were slow, more focused on the closeness, rather than the climax.

"Twi!" Rainbow Dash moaned. "I'm...!" she grunted, digging her fingers into Twilight's soft ass, ushering her to go just a bit harder, a bit faster.

"Me, too!" Twilight whispered, kissing Dash again, not pulling away. Both girls cried out as their orgasms hit, holding each other as they rode out their euphorias. Twilight collapsed on top of Rainbow Dash, before rolling off of her, pulling her into a close embrace. "That was..." the egghead panted. "Better... than any other... time..."

"Agreed," Dash said, kissing Twilight on the top of her head. The two of them lay there in silence for a few minutes, basking in each other's company. "You wanna move this over to the bed? It's probably more comfortable."

"Nuh uh," Twilight responded, pulling Dash in, tighter. "Here's perfect."

"You know, I think you're right," Dash chuckled. Slowly, her eyelids began to droop, and she soon found herself falling asleep to the sound of her favorite egghead's soft snores.

Epilogue

Dear Princess Celestia,

Though I am just now seeing how great friendship could be, I am having a wonderful time trying new and exciting things with my new friends. From baking with Pinkie Pie, to exercising with Rainbow Dash, I am trying all sort of things I had never considered doing before. Every week is a new adventure, with many exciting challenges that we all learn from. I am so very thankful that you sent me to Ponyville to be with the five best friends I could possibly ask for.

Recently, they have taught me how powerful of a love friendship can be. And with that love, a more physical form of expressing that love can emerge. I am talking, of course, about sex. Sex is a powerful aspect of friendship, which was very scary at first. Now, I am fully embracing this fun expression of affection. Threesomes with Applejack and Rarity, foodplay with Pinkie Pie, bondage with Fluttershy, and tender, candlelit rendezvous with Rainbow Dash have all become regular activities that I participate in, and are often the highlight of my week. I used to think that sex was something done between a husband and wife for the purpose of reproduction, but I can now see how beautiful and fun it can be when shared between some of your closest friends.

I look forward to sharing more of my lessons on friendship (and sex) with you.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle.

...

To my most faithful student,

Please, for the love of all that is good in this world, learn what is and is not appropriate to share! I'm glad that you are finally breaking out of your shell and trying things that seem scary, I really am. I think it's wonderful that you have found somebody (or multiple somebodies) that you are comfortable being physically intimate with. But please, understand that this is not information I needed to know. There are some things that you should keep private.

I was having lunch with your parents when I received your letter and I read it aloud, without giving any thought to what it may contain. We were fully expecting something more along the lines of "my friends and I encountered X problem, but we got through it, because that's what friends do", not "hey, Princess! I just love having kinky, lesbian sex with all of my new friends!" (which, as a side note, we would all like to express how proud we are that you have come to terms with your sexual and romantic attraction towards other women, and how you are not afraid to express it). For heaven's sake, your mother looked up what the hell "foodplay" was on her phone, and now she can't stop blushing and has completely lost her appetite.

Please, exercise discretion when writing future letters to me about what you and your friends have been up to. I don't need the more scandalous details about your friendship.

Yours,

Princess Celestia

PS, your parents are very interested in meeting Rainbow Dash. They would like you to bring her over for dinner on Sunday night. I hope they adore her as much as you do.