Sugar's Yak Seduction

The bell went off, indicating the end of her last class that day. Sugar Belle hopped off her chair, galloping past her classmates and into the hallways, not stopping until she entered the special dormrooms for the transfer students.

Walking to the end of the doors, Sugar firmly knocked her hoof against the door several times. As she felt the ground beneath her shake from movement on the other side of the door, she glanced at her wobbly reflection in the doorknob. Smiling as she took a step back, the mini-earthquakes stopped as the door flung open.

“Yona here on time,” Yona grinned. “Yona pretended to be sick to get here ten minutes early.”

Sugar’s body radiated that familiar warmth that she felt whenever the shaggy creature talked, and she trotted past Yona and into her room. On the bottom bunk bed in Yona’s room was a great amount of brown hair, while the top bed was made neatly.

“Yona shares room with Ocellus,” Yona explained. “Although her and Silverstream are talking with Twilight about switching.”

“I’m guessing Silverstream shares a room with Smolder?” Sugar asked. Yona nodded.

“So…” Yona glanced at her wall. “What’s a marefriend?”

“It’s a female pony mate,” Sugar attempted to explain. “Wait, no, wife is more accurate for that. Ponies have a long...courting period where they get to know each other better, and marriage makes the relationship more official. Marefriends and coltfriends are in that kind of courtship before-hoof, does that make any sense?”

“Can the males steal the marefriend?” Yona tilted her head. “Like in Yakyakistan?”

“Not without her permission,” Sugar replied. “The relationships here are mostly based on a mutual understanding and desire to be together. Whether that be for love, money, or obligation…”

“Like your marriage to Big Mac?”

Sugar froze, feeling her blood turning to ice as she stared at the yak with her dropped jaw. Yona’s olive eyes blinked back at her, sending her heart skidding on the ice.

“Applejack might’ve mentioned it to me as I was returning to my dormroom,” Yona elaborated. “Said she thought of you two as a match made in Canterlot, so there’s mutual desire there. Right?”

Sugar felt the gears turning in her head as she thought back to their homework assignment from Applejack’s class. She grit her teeth and pushed her hooves further into the carpet at her latest realization.

That bitch.

“Actually, I don’t like him,” Sugar stared into Yona’s eyes. “At all.”

“Then why did you marry him?” Yona whispered.

“I thought I was supposed to take a male as a mate,” Sugar explained. “They push that in your culture too, right?”

“Yes,” Yona frowned.

“But when we had sex, I felt awful. Like I was being slammed over and over again into a wall,” Sugar felt tears gathering in her eyes, feeling her body shaking, “And I wanted to be with a mare, but my family, my friends thought I’d be happier with some stallion!”

“Hmm,” Yona looked away.

“What?” Sugar asked, wiping the tears from her eyes.

“Yona’s friends are trying to set her up with Sandbar,” Yona shrugged. “He’s nice pony, but Yona wonders what…”

Yona looked at Sugar Belle and flinched, stumbling over to pull her in her hairy embrace.

“Don’t cry, Sugar,” Yona whispered, patting her floofy mane with her rough hoof. “I understand.”

“You do?” Sugar gasped.

Yona moved back, staring into Sugar Belle’s eyes with an intensity that sent a jolt throughout the unicorn’s body. Was...was she moving closer? Sugar Belle felt the warmth in her body quickly spiraling into an inferno, as all she smelled was the musk that caused juices to run onto the carpet-

“Yona!” Ocellus called through the still-open door. “Want to come play games with the rest of us?”

“Um,” Yona bit her lip, glancing at Sugar Belle before turning to meet Ocellus’ gaze. “Can yak bring pretty pony with?”

“Sure!” Ocellus chirped, turning around and walking out the door. “The more, the merrier!”

Yona looked back at Sugar Belle with a wide grin of pearly whites that nearly blinded the magenta pony. Sugar closed her legs over her glistening cherry, her ears flattening as she frowned. Sure, Yona was no stallion, but now could she not smell it?

“Everything okay, Sugar Belle?” Yona asked.

“More than okay,” Sugar’s smile returned as quickly as it left. She stood on her four hooves and followed the yak out of her room and into the open door two doors down, entering what she assumed was Gallus and Sandbar’s room. Sandbar rested on the bottom bunk, his head perking up as he glanced in Yona’s direction.

“Hey Yona,” Sandbar waved, jumping off the bed. “The girls and Gallus were playing Monopoly, want to join?”

“Monopoly?” Yona asked.

“It’s a Griffonstone game, only we usually use real bits,” Gallus explained. “Smolder thought it was a good idea to use all our belongings, and now she has all the blue spaces.”

Sugar Belle glanced at the orange dragon, grinning with her sharp teeth as she had several articles of clothing and other items curled up in her tail. Holding back a groan, Sugar rested on the bed beside Sandbar as Yona learned the basics of the game.

After an hour or so, Sugar jumped out of the bed as soon as she heard they were playing Spin the Bottle. She saw Sandbar jump off the bed as well, shooting a look at the stallion, although he didn’t glance at her. He trotted over to sit on Yona’s left, and the unicorn sat on Yona’s right.

“How does this work again?” Ocellus asked.

“You just kiss the creature the bottle lands on, on the lips or cheek,” Sandbar explained. “Right now, I’ll go and…”

Sandbar glanced at Yona, before putting his hooves on the bottle and spinning it. The bottle landed on Smolder, and Sandbar stood up. Smolder snorted and glanced away as Sandbar gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Like that,” Sandbar nodded.

“Yona want to try!” Yona stomped her hooves, before Sandbar stopped her.

“Be gentle with the bottle,” he whispered. “It’s made of glass.”

“I’ll go,” Gallus shrugged, spinning the bottle. As it landed on Sandbar, the griffon’s eyes widened.

The moment didn’t last long though, as the blue griffon flew to Sandbar and pressed his beak against the stallion’s lips. As Gallus walked away after kissing Sandbar for half a minute, Yona broke the silence.

“This reminds me of Seven Minutes in Yakyakistan!” Yona said. “We’d spin the branch, and whoever was paired up spent seven minutes snogging in a yurt!”

“We don’t have a yurt though…” Smolder frowned.

“We can use the closet!” Silverstream squealed. “Best idea ever!”

Sugar felt her heart going into overdrive as Yona gently placed her hooves on the bottle.

“Yona’s turn,” Yona whispered, spinning the bottle faster than the others before her.

Sugar thought quickly, hiding her horn in her mane before using her magic to slowly stop the bottle on her. Sandbar’s jaw dropped briefly before he looked away, and Yona glanced over at Sugar Belle.

“Well,” Yona smirked. “Shall we?”

Sugar nodded, using her magic to create additional space in the small closet. Shutting the closet door behind them, Sugar pressed her lips against Yona’s. As she pulled out of the kiss, staring into Yona’s awed expression, the yak leaned forward.

“Yak don’t know much,” Yona began. “But she does know when pony use magic.”

Sugar’s mouth slowly opened into a gasp, only for the yak to tackle her to the ground, pushing her tongue into the unicorn’s mouth. Sugar’s tongue caressed the yak’s much longer and thicker tongue, feeling Yona pawing at her body.

“Why stop at snogging?” Sugar asked as she removed herself from the kiss. Yona glanced at the closet door briefly, before pressing her hoof firmly against Sugar’s pussy. Sugar Belle let out a feminine gasp, blushing as she covered her mouth with one hoof.

“That’s it, I’m out,” Sugar and Yona heard Smolder say from outside the closet, followed by several other voices.

“Sandbar, do something!”

"Can I join?"

Sugar grinned as she created a soundproof magical barrier around the closet entrance, bucking her hips into Yona’s clumsy touch.

“Less force, Yona,” Sugar whispered. “Like you’re stirring something, do it like-”

Sugar used her magic to move Yona’s hoof around her pussy in a gentle circular motion.

“Yona got it,” Yona nodded, and Sugar Belle stopped her magical hold on the yak. “How long has unicorn pined for yak?”

“Several weeks,” Sugar gasped, feeling her excitement and the beating of her heart dancing inside her body. “Shut up and kiss me.”

Yona lunged forward, using her free hoof to push Sugar into another sloppy kiss. As Yona licked in and outside of her mouth, Sugar Belle felt even more lust from the senseless movements. Screaming into Yona’s mouth, Sugar felt her orgasm come all over Yona’s hoof.

“Yona don’t hear friends anymore,” Yona whispered.

“We can’t hear them,” Sugar walked around and started running her hoof rapidly around the yak’s big snatch. “But they can definitely hear us.”

Yona let out a sharp gasp as she felt excitement running throughout her whole body, as well as the pony’s hoof pushing inside her pussy.

“Wait, Sugar…” Yona turned to look at the smirking unicorn. “I’m a virgin.”

“Are you not ready?” Sugar asked.

“I am ready, I just…” Yona gulped, before staring at the yak. “Please don’t be gentle.”

Sugar’s eyes widened for a moment, before she pushed half of her leg inside Yona’s pussy. Pulling most of her leg out, Yona let out a loud moan as she pushed half her leg inside again. Thrusting her hoof in and out of Yona’s pussy, Yona thrusted her hips back to meet Sugar Belle’s hoof.

“Yona love lesbian fucking!” Yona screamed, nearly knocking Sugar Belle over with her sporadic thrusts. “More!”

Sugar bit down on Yona’s tail as she went faster. Yona let out another loud noise at the double stimulation, stomping her hooves. Sugar then used her magic to stimulate all of Yona’s nipples. Coming to a climax from the triple stimulation, the feelings that Yona couldn’t originally place became all too clear in the moment.

“Yona love Sugar Belle!” Yona cried out, buckets of her yak-cum splashing all over Sugar Belle’s body. Sugar Belle opened her mouth, catching as much of it as she could before the cum-fall stopped. Yona flipped around, beginning to lick the musky cum off Sugar’s body.

“Sorry about that,” Yona blushed as she stopped.

“You love me?” Sugar asked in a soft whisper, to which Yona nodded.

“Yona would love to be mates, lesbians, or whatever you call it, with you,” Yona confessed, holding Sugar’s hoof in her own. “Do you accept?”

“I do,” Sugar kissed Yona’s nose as she let down the magical barrier, feeling magical sparks that reminded her of a simpler time in Our Town. They both smiled as they stared into each other’s eyes. The closet door opened, and a wide-eyed Twilight Sparkle stared at the two of them from the other side.

“Well,” Sugar glanced at Yona. “We handle this together?”

Yona’s smile lit up the entire space around her.

“Together,” Yona agreed.