Author's Note
First attempt at a single chapter story.
The Game
“Wowee! That was the best party I’ve ever had you guys! Thank you soooo much!” Pinkie Pie hugged every one of her friends, including you, at once with a single monster-bear-hug. “Ohhh, I love you guys so much!” You could feel the breath leaving your body as the pink, bubblegum colored mate squeezed the life out of you.
“P-pinkie,” you managed to say, “breathing. Please let go.” Pinkie came back to her senses and releases everyone from the suffocating, but affectionate hug.
“Oops, sorry. Guess I got carried away there, I just love you guys so much for throwing me this awesome party! Even if it’s not as well planned as mine since I’m the best party planner in all of Equestria!” “Everyone chuckles and you just roll your eyes with a smile. This party was indeed amazing. Taking place at Twilight’s castle was a great idea because of the massive throne room and the many rooms. Every bit of it was as special as everyone planned it. Despite it being Pinkie’s party, you still managed to get a gift. Being able to spend time with your crush: Rainbow Dash.
Since you met her, you’ve been infatuated by her athleticism and determination. She may be stubborn and prideful, but that makes her seem cute and you’ve been around enough prideful people to deal with her attitude. However, you’ve never gotten the chance to ask Rainbow Dash out or even confess your feelings for her. You try your best to impress her by practicing your martial art skills, except sizing daily at home, even practicing wrestling with Rainbow Dash whenever she needs to relax (some way to relax). But, spending time with her even for a little bit is good enough for you.
“So, anypony gonna help clean up this mess or what?” asked Applejack, gesturing to the piles of trash and cake remains laying around.
“I can help... wizat.” Rainbow’s words were a little slurred. Maybe she had too much cider for today.
“You sure Rainbow?” you asked, “I think you may have a had a little too much to drink. Maybe you should just lie down.”
Rainbow Dash turned to face you with a drunk look on her face; she could barely keep her eyes open and her mouth was dribbling with cider and saliva. Her once sweet and scented aroma was now tainted with the stench of cider. “I’m fine!” she yelled, “I just wanna-hic-help my friends!”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got this,” Twilight sighed and proceeded to cast a spell that was able to make Dash completely sober, besides a minor migraine. “There, do you feel better Rainbow Dash?” she asked, looking rather annoyed that she had to take care of Dash in this pathetic state.
“Uh, yeah. Just a little headache, but I think it’ll go away soon.” Dash blushes and looks away, embarrassed at her actions. You feel sorry for her. You wouldn’t want her to feel like this. The Dash you knew was always on top of her game and was so bold, nothing could take her down. Seeing her look embarrassed and defeated caused your heart to ache.
“Hey, it’s fine Rainbow,” you say as you place a hand on her head (these ponies were at least 4 feet tall, and with you being only a few inches above 5 feet, they would only reach up to your elbows), “looks like you’ve finally reached a limit for something.” Everyone laughs and even Rainbow chuckles at your joke as she looks up at you with warm eyes.
“Heheh, yeah. But I’ll shoot past that limit one day.” You both look into each other’s eyes and smile. As quickly as you fell into your trance, you both quickly look away and blush, still smiling.
“Weeellll everypony, now I can get to the fun game I wanted to try!” Pinkie broke the awkward silence with her jovial voice and proceeded to grab everyone and place each of you in a large circle. She then placed a bottle in the middle of the circle and took her place in the circle next to Fluttershy and Rarity. The arrangement seems familiar to you like you did something like this before.
“So, your last game of the day is spin the bottle?” This seems like a rather anticlimactic end to a party. Just spin the bottle and see who it lands and kiss that person. Though, it’s rather awkward with everyone in the room beside you being all girls.
“Oh, it’s not just a game of spin the bottle. This game is called: Seven Minutes In Heaven!” Everyone looked at each other with confused looks. It seems that you are the only one – besides Pinkie Pie – who knows what the premise of the game is.
“Um, what’s Seven Minutes in Heaven?” Fluttershy asked in her shy, quiet tone. Pinkie grew a wide smile and clapped her hooves together.
“Well, I’m so glad you asked Fluttershy! Basically, someone spins the bottle, whoever it lands on has to go into a closet with the person who spun the bottle and they can either: have a private conversation, make out, or make love!” She used a cream-filled pastry and a donut to insinuate intercourse, which you thought was kind of hilarious, but everyone else looked at each other with red faces and began looking away from each other. “Oh, but don’t worry, if you don’t want to do it and it makes you uncomfortable, you can leave or skip, I won’t be upset.” Right after Pinkie made that announcement: Rarity, Fluttershy, and Twilight both sped out of the room almost as fast as Rainbow Dash. “Welp looks like we only got four players!”
Only you, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie stuck around to play. “Alright, let’s see. Who wants to spin first?” Pinkie asked as she looked towards each of you with expectancy.
Finally, you speak up, “I’m willing to start us off.” You grab the bottle and give it a good, hard spin. The bottle turns and turns. It’s only been a few seconds but it feels like minutes or even hours that it’s been spinning until finally, it slows down. It spins slower and slower until finally, it comes to a stop...with the tip of the bottle facing Rainbow Dash.
You both look at each other, mouths slightly agape and faces burning from the embarrassment. “Well, we got our lucky winner!” Pinkie screamed in excitement and dragged you and Dash towards the nearest closet. As she threw y’all in, you turn around to see Pinkie Pie holding a stopwatch. As she clicks the watch to begin the seven-minute timer, she closes the door, but not before giving you a creepy, sinister grin.
You and Dash get up and stand in silence. The closet wasn't very cramped it was very spacious despite the amount of clutter and boxes strewn around. You both look towards the closet door and to each other. You notice Dash’s cheeks burning bright red, and your cheeks begin to heat up as well from this current situation. When you thought about spending more time closer to Dash, this wasn’t what you had in mind.
“So,” you begin, trying not to seem awkward in front of your crush, “uh what should we do for seven minutes?”
“Well, I-I’ve been meaning to tell you something for a while, Anon.” She spoke with a whisper and faced the ground, not meeting your gaze. You were intrigued by what she had to say. Maybe she has the same feelings for you as you do for her! No there’s no way she would— “I have feelings for you Anon!” Yup, you were definitely not expecting this from her.
“Say that again?” you inquire. Your eyes are wide with surprise at what she just said.
“I said I have feelings for you, okay!?” She yelled, but not too loud so that no one outside could hear her. You stood frozen on the spot. It feels like minutes have passed. It feels like you should have been out of the closet by now, but in reality, only 1 minute 30 seconds have passed.
“How?”
“What?”
“How is it that you have feelings for me? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve been meaning to tell you the same thing, but why choose me?”
Rainbow Dash looked at you like you just asked a stupid question—which in this case, you did. “What are you talking about? You’re awesome! You’ve got a great build, you’re awesome in combat, your athleticism is something--well, compared to mine--and the fact that you love Daring Do as much as I do, well, that’s pretty cool.” She smiled and blushed even harder than before. She looked up to you with passionate, warm eyes. Her lovely magenta irises were probably your favorite aspect of her; you could never get tired of looking into them.
Before you knew it you were kneeling down and leaned in towards Rainbow Dash. You could see her doing the same and before you could pull yourself from this trance, your lips made contacts with hers and formed an intimate bond. Signals shoot through your brain and begin to fill you with oxytocin and dopamine. You don’t want to let go of this feeling. However, you release for a brief moment to slowly move Rainbow onto her back and you position yourself over her, taking in the size difference between yourselves; a giant like you is going to have an intimate relationship with such a small creature like her. Morals and size differences didn’t matter in what you were feeling right now: you wanted her, you wanted to be with her, protect her, pleasure her.
“Come on stud,” Dash chimes seductively, “show me what you got.” You smile and proceed to make contact with her lips once more have an even more passionate kiss. With one hand, you reach down Dash’s body, running your fingers through her blue coat, taking in the soft feeling of her fur running through your fingers. You move your hand further down and you can feel that slick, warm crevice that is her delicate flower. Gently, you run two fingers along the outer folds of her already wet pussy and you’re able to entice a slight moan from the beautiful pegasus. “Ah! That’s the spot! Come on, you can go further!” She didn’t need to tell you twice.
You close your fingers together until they are both enclosed within Dash’s folds. The mixture of love juices makes your fingers slick enough to move with ease. You’re able to easily plunge both fingers into the depths of her sex and produce an even louder moan from her. “Oh, Celestia, yes!” You quickly cover her muzzle as you hear hoof-steps directly outside of the closet. Hopefully, no one heard her. To ensure that her noises are muffled, you place another kiss whenever you plunge your fingers deeper and deeper into her center. As your fingers slide in and out of her pussy, the erotic sounds of sexual fluids sloshing around and being mixed around by your fingers is enough to provide you with a full mast, as if the current situation wasn’t enough already.
You pull out your fingers from her dripping crevice and examine the mess you--er--she made. “Wow, Dash. You really needed that didn’t you?” You proceed to lick the slimy substance off of one finger and savor the taste. It was almost sweet like maple syrup but it felt thick like melted ice cream. “I’m sure you’d like to know what you taste like.” You present to Dash, one slimy finger for her to taste. She’s hesitant but finally decides to give her own secretions a taste.
“Mmm,” she moans as she continues to suckle on your thick fingers like a bottle. With her eyes closed and her hooves clasped around your hand, she looks so adorable.
“Uh, Dash?” She opens her eyes and realizes the position she’s in. She releases your hand and moves her mouth off of your finger. You just look down at her and give her an adoring look. “You know, Dash, you looked pretty cute like that. Hehe.” Your smile turned into a frown as you analyzed Dash’s face. She wasn’t smiling. Instead, you were face to face with a mare who looked so upset, she could make you, the only human in Equestria, extinct.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Dash places her hooves on your shoulders and spins you around and throws you down on the ground, back first. “Ah, Jesus, Dash!” you yelled in pain. You look up at Rainbow, who now has a mischievous smile on her face. You don’t like where this is going.
“You think I’m cute?” You didn’t know whether to respond or not.
“Is this a rhetorical question?” She didn’t like that answer. She raised her rump as high as she could while remaining directly on top of you and slams her butt down with force on your hard package. “Ow! My dick! What the hell, Dash?!” She just smiled while you groaned in pain for your member.
“Think I’m cute now?” You shook your head. “Good. Now it’s my turn to taste you.” She moved down and undid your pants—though it took longer than expected since she had to undo everything with her teeth—and was greeted by a slap in the face by your fully erect penis. “Wow, this is pretty big, even for the average stallion, er, you know from Playpony mags and stuff.” She marveled at your member, taking in its size, it’s thickness, it’s girth.
“Well, are you going to stare at it or—oohh!” Dash didn’t even let you finish, she started licking the base of your shaft and ran her tongue up the length of your cock, up to the top and left it with a kiss. “Heh, I guess this is your first time having meat in your mouth, right?”
Dash looked up to face you and gave you a sly smile. “It’s the only meat I’ll have anywhere near my mouth. Speaking of which.” She turned around and positioned her plot over your face and her mouth still over your throbbing cock. “I think you still need to help me with something.” Her pussy was dripping warm juices all over your face. You grasped both of Dash’s plump ass-cheeks and brought the enticing meal towards you. “Ahh! Come on, show me what that tongue can do! I can take it!”
You wanted to prove this prideful mare who’s boss for quite some time now. Finally, you have your chance. You flick your tongue around her sweet, tender folds. Soon you begin to suckle on her delicate flower. “Ahhh!” Her moans make you please her even harder. Suddenly you feel your own sense of pleasure rushing from your member. You look over and see Dash attempting to take in the entirety of your massive shaft in a single deep throat. You respect her determination but you know it will be a while before she’ll be able to properly give a deep throat.
After licking around a few more times, you feel a small bump on the front end of her vulva. Jackpot! You pull one arm back and use two fingers to gently massage Dash’s bulbous clitoris. This sends a surge of pleasure through her brain and causes her to nearly choke on your dick. “Oh my gosh, are you okay?” You stop everything you're doing to check on Dash. Hopefully, she didn’t choke on it too hard.
“Yeah, I’m fine, cough, cough!” You calmed down a bit. It was good to know you didn’t go too far. “Hey, we’re not done yet!” Once again, she places her drenched pussy on your face and begins to vigorously bob her head up and down on your thick shaft and you continue to play around with her clit.
“Anon, I’m cumming!” You could feel Dash’s pussy begin to tighten as your face is buried deep inside it.
“Crap, I’m close too! Don’t stop!” you yell to her. She keeps taking in more of your thick penis as you both near the verge of climax. Finally, you let it loose. Shot after shot of semen blasts out of the tip of your penis and into Rainbow Dash’s mouth. You hold her into place with your legs crossing over and holding her head down on your shaft, disregarding her sounds of choking and gags. Dash sprays you with a shower of pussy juice and leaves you soaking wet and smelling... sweet, like her.
After you release your last load of baby-batter down Dash’s throat, you release your legs from her head and she rears back and lands flat on her back, right next to you. She breaths and gasps for air after taking in your whole member at once and drinking all of your thick semen.
“That was—gasp—amazing!” She looked over to you and gave you a shaky but gorgeous smile.
“Yeah, you looked really cute when you were taking on my monster cock.” You just realized what you said but you couldn’t take it back. You closed your eyes and braced for the impact that should have come by now—but it never did. Instead, all you felt was a small kiss on your cheek. You look over to Rainbow Dash, who still has a smile on her face. No anger, no rage. Just calm and composed.
“You know what? I’m just gonna accept the fact that I may be cute.” She rolled over and laid a hoof around your abdomen and hugged tightly. “But only you are allowed to know about it okay?” That serious face returned, but with a hint of concern.
“Of course, babe.” You give her a peck on her forehead. Before you two could enjoy your quiet, relaxing moment, even more, the closet door began to open.
You both spoke only one word in unison as you faced your inevitable and inescapable fate. “Fuck.”
