"Geeze louise," Kerfuffle grumbled to herself as she flew to her destination, "how in the hay do those pegasi up in Cloudsdale flap around on these things all day without feeling like a frost-bitten gnat in December by day's end?"

Kerfuffle had never been much for flying, mostly just using her wings to reach the higher shelves of her store or manipulate the clothes she was designing. Suddenly finding herself needing to flap half-way across town was making her strain muscles that she hadn't used in years, and she was not particularly enjoying the experience. Still, it was either this or trying to hobble her way on three legs while dragging along her fourth. At least flying spared her dignity and saved her from having to see all those pitying glances for the poor crippled mare as she made her way across town. Too many bad memories lingered for her in those stares.

Kerfuffle counted herself lucky for the quality prosthetic she wore. She remembered the weeks after she had lost her limb, once she had healed, how silly she had felt trying to hop and flap around town while everyone did there best not to stare at how ridiculous she looked. They didn't mean any harm by it, and most everypony had done the best they could to help her, but all their help only reminded Kerfuffle how helpless she was when she could barely walk or keep her balance while carrying anything.

It had been Petunia who came to save the day, as she so often did, by introducing her to the village handymare. Torque Wrench was her name, and despite seeming to have a personality colder than an icicle in a windigo's rear end, she had been nothing but helpful once Petunia explained what they needed. Between Torque's craftsmanship and Petunia's knowledge of enchantment magic, they had whipped together a wonderful prosthetic for Kerfuffle to wear. It was a true work of art to Kerfuffle's eyes, elegant in both function and form, exactly what she had wanted. Torque hadn't even charged her much for it beyond the cost of the enchanted gem she had commissioned out of Canterlot. Kerfuffle had been happier than jam on toast to be able to walk again.

Her new limb was still a fair bit more fragile than an actual leg though, and Kerfuffle had to visit Torque Wrench regularly for maintenance and upkeep. Torque took good care of her though, and Kerfuffle had never really had to deal with more than a little stiffness or cosmetic damage before. Annoying at times, but it had never been damaged enough to be outright broken. This time was different, the whole gem matrix had been knocked out of wack and the prosthetic was now nothing more than a pretty looking peg-leg. Kerfuffle hoped desperately that Torque could fix it; the last thing she wanted to deal with was having to lose a leg for a second time.

"That gosh-darned Sunny," she thought to herself as she struggled through the air, "if only he didn't feel the need to rut me like a darn timberwolf in heat season, I wouldn't be in this whole mess."

She didn't really begrudge Sunny for breaking the artificial leg, she knew it had been an accident and he had been nothing but apologetic for doing it. Especially after Petunia had finished reaming him out for the damage. Truth be told, half her frustrations had probably been caused by the accident interrupting their activities before Kerfuffle had been able to finish up. While the broken limb had certainly killed the mood that day, it hadn't done anything to tame the mare's own needs. She hoped that Torque was home and would be able to fix the leg in a jiffy, because Kerfuffle fully intended to gallop right back to the mayor and receive his 'apologies' for the rest of the night.

Kerfuffle had honestly never been more satisfied than the past few months since Sunny and Petunia had welcomed her into their bedroom, where she had become a regular partner to the husband and wife. Usually she enjoyed how rough Sunny liked to go at her. There was nothing like that dull ache a mare felt after a proper pounding by a stallion to remind her how loved she really was. She just wished that Sunny could maintain a bit more situational awareness when he was ramming her up the butt, so that the next time she was supporting both their weight on her hind legs while buried face-first in his wife's crotch, he didn't suddenly find himself slipping on a puddle of their collective juices and taking all three ponies down with him. No one had been hurt, but he had landed on Kerfuffle's prosthetic hard enough to knock it out of sorts. Petunia had made the mayor clean Kerfuffle up so that she could fly over to Torque's to get repaired, and was currently having him lick all their juices off the floor to teach him to pay more attention to those puddles in the future. Petunia could be a right scary sight when she got miffed, and Kerfuffle just hoped she didn't wear Sunny's tongue out too much before she got back.

At last, Kerfuffle reached her destination. After a slightly awkward landing, she took a moment to catch her breath and stretch out her wings before knocking on the door of the repair pony. A moment later, she heard Torque's voice from inside.

"Yeah, yeah. Hold yer hooves, I'm coming," came the familiar surly voice of the handymare.

Kerfuffle put on her brightest smile as she waited for Torque to open the door, hoping to counter the sour expression she expected to greet her.

"Oh, well look who we have here," Torque said as she opened the door. "Whatcha doin here, Fuff? Your leg's not due for maintenance for another couple weeks."

"Ah, well, I had a bit of an accident over at the mayor's house, dontcha know?" Kerfuffle responded. "I was hoping you could help me out."

Torque's eyes drifted away from Kerfuffle's face and down to the prosthetic. When they fell upon the damaged gem, Torque sighed and moved to let Kerfuffle inside.

"Oh, sure, you betcha," Torque said as she rolled her eyes and watched Kerfuffle stumble in. "Not like I've got anything better to be doin' with my time than fixin' your clumsy keister. Just come right on in then and let me drop whatever else I might be doin', why dontcha?"

"Awesome! Thank ya, Torque. I really appreciate you taking the time to fix me up proper," Kerfuffle said with her usual cheer, ignoring Torque's grumpy expression.

"Alright , let's take a look at 'er then," Torque replied, "Get up on the table over there and let me take a looksee."

Kerffufle limped over to Torque's work table and climbed atop it, lying on her back with her prosthetic in the air for Torque to examine.

Torque took Kerffufle's leg in hoof, but paused as her eyes drifted downward on the mare.

"Well, well. Looks like somepony was having a bit o' fun before goin' and damaging my work," Torque mused with a hint of accusation in her voice. "You're dripping like a leaky faucet and yer butt's spread wider than Celestia's wing span. Just what were you and Mayor Sunny gettin' up to before all this, anyhoo?"

Kerfuffle blushed, realizing that her relationship with Petunia and Sunny probably wasn't public knowledge. The last thing she wanted was for Torque or any other pony to get the wrong idea and think she was having an affair with the mayor. She needed to make sure Torque didn't get the wrong impression of their relationship.

"Nothing like you're thinking, Torque, so get yer mind out of the gutter, why dontcha?" Kerfuffle spoke defensively. "Me, Petunia, and Sunny have been sleeping together for a few months now, and I'll have you know that I've never let Sunny rut any part of me without Petunia's knowing. Just what kind of mare do ya think I am?"

"Alright, alright. I didn't mean any offense by asking," Torque apologized. "I just wanted to make sure you're on the up and up 'bout fucking Petunia's stallion, but I suppose I should have known you of all ponies wouldn't do anything behind her back. Long as all three of ya are in the know, no harm in ya having a bit of fun with them both. Anywoo," Torque shifted the subject in another direction, "let's see what kind of damage we're looking at here, eh?

"You betcha," Kerfuffle responded, shifting herself around to give Torque better access to her leg.

The two mares were silent for a while as Torque worked. Kerfuffle noticed that Torque's eyes seemed to be drifting away from her work and down between her legs more often than usual, and she tried not to chuckle at the repair pony's obvious attention. She wondered if Torque was more interested with the holes between her legs, or what Sunny had done to those holes before she arrived here. Come to think of it, Kerfuffle had never really seen Torque hooking up with anypony else, mare or stallion, other than that one time at the Rainbow Festival with that apple farmer friend of Rarity's. That hardly counted though; everypony gets laid at the Rainbow Festival, after all. She wondered if maybe she should offer Torque a little extra payment once she was done fixing her leg up. Her thought's were interrupted as she felt a slight shock travel through her nerves as she regained motion in her false leg.

"Alrighty, all fixed up!" Torque proclaimed. "Next time be more car-"

She was interrupted by Kerfuffle jumping off the table and wrapping her up in an excited hug, nuzzling the flustered mare as she repeatedly thanked her and giggled happily. Torque struggled to push the energetic pegasus off of her.

"Now that's enough of all that nonsense, eh?" Torque grumbled once she had extradited herself from Kerfuffle. "No need to be thankin' me like that, I'm just doin' my job. Now you go and get off back to Petunia and Sunny, and tell that confounded Mayor to be more careful next time. He gives me enough work fixin' up his messes all over the town, dontcha know?"

Kerfuffle watched as Torque turned to leave the room, feeling slightly torn. Part of her ached to hurry back to her partners so she could return to being rutted into the floorboards. But she couldn't overlook the needs of the pony who had just repaired her leg, that would be downright unneighborly.

"Hold on there, Torque. No need to be rushing off so quickly just because the work's all done," Kerfuffle said, causing Torque to turn around and cock and eye-brow inquisitively at the pegasus. "I mean, I couldn't help but notice ya eyeing me up while you were working on my leg."

Torque blushed, opening her mouth to protest but was interrupted as Kerfuffle continued.

"No need to be embarrassed, Torque. It just got me thinking that I haven't seen you with another pony in a while," Kerfuffle explained. "Surely you've got someone around to tend your needs, dontcha?"

"HA! Oh ya," Torque dismissed her as her eyes rolled yet again, "all those ponies are just lining up to get with the mare who smells like sweat and spends the day covered in saw-dust and grease. They're just battering down my door to get their snout beneath my overalls, dontcha know?"

"Oh come on, Torque. A cutie like you has to have at least a few suitors eager to get beneath her tail," Kerfuffle continued probing.

"Hmph, now yer just teasing me," Torque said, "there's no one in this town who's calling me a cutie, and you full well know it."

"Cinnamon sugar on toast, Torque, you really do think that little about yourself, dontcha?" Kerfuffle asked. "Take a look at yourself, why dontcha? You're a beauty beneath those work clothes. Take it from me, I take pride in having an eye for beauty."

"Your just saying that," Torque blushed.

"Fiddlesticks!" Kerfluffle retorted. "That red mane, the way it contrasts with your yellow fur, that cute double flip and curl ya do with your tail. Even the way you wear that bandana round your head is some cute accessorizing. You'd be a real catch for any mare or stallion to go to bed with. You just don't see it cause you've got it in your head that no pony wants to ride ya."

"You really think so?" Torque asked, her blush deepening on her face.

"You betcha! That's a Kerfuffle guarantee," Kerfuffle proclaimed as her smile widened on her face. "And if ya still don't believe that any pony would want to take you to bed and go wild with ya, then I'll just have to prove it."

Kerfuffle trotted up to the other mare and brought Torque's face to hers. Torque Wrench let out a needy moan as they kissed, opening her mouth to let Kerfuffle's tongue push into her and begin exploring the repair pony's mouth. Torque's tongue rose to meet Kerfuffle's as they began to dance around each other's mouths, tasting each other as they swapped spit and probed into one another. Eventually needing to breathe, their mouths pilled apart, and the two mares stood panting and eyeing each other with desire.

"What about Sunny and Petunia?" Torque Wrench asked, eager to continue but not wanting to intrude on whatever Kerfuffle had with the other two ponies.

"Pfft, there the ones who are married, ya silly goose," Kerfuffle laughed. "They might be my two favorite ponies, but that doesn't mean I can't go fucking whoever I might well please. And right now, I'd really love to be fucking you, dontcha know?"

"Well, in that case, I've got enough manners not to look a gift in the mouth. I'm still not sure what ya might see in me, but I don't intend to wait around for you to be changing your mind. What say we take this to my bedroom, and you let me clean up that leak that's been making a mess of my workshop since ya came in?"

"Whoo hehehe hoo!" Kerfuffle giggled as she danced excitedly. "That sounds like the best idea I've heard all day. Lead the way and let's get started."

The two made there way to Torque's bedroom, rubbing against one another and stealing a few quick kisses as they went. When they reached her room, Kerfuffle hopped onto her bed and lay down on her back, legs spread wide and dripping wet.

"Well, come on then. Dontcha start dawdling now, just get over here and dig in," Kerfuffle urged Torque on.

Torque climbed between Kerfuffle's legs and took a deep whiff of the treasure being offered to her. Kerfuffle's pussy was dripping wet, her puffed up lips inflamed from recent use, and stretched open enough to give Torque a nice view of her love canal. Torque really wanted to dip her head in and start licking, but years of working her job had given her a keen eye for observation and a deep-seeded curiosity that she needed to have sated first.

"Hey, hang on there a minute, Kerfuffle. If Mayor Sunny's been pounding these holes all day long, then how come I don't see any trace of semen inside ya, eh?" she asked. "Don't tell me your making the poor stallion pull out of ya every time he wants to shoot his shot."

"Hmmm, what? Oh, no, no, of course not, silly. Do ya really think I'd be so rude as to tell a stallion he can't cum inside of me? No, I let Sunny fill me up plenty, dontcha know? Petunia just handles cleanup when he does, and she does a real thorough job." Kerfuffle explained.

"Really, Petunia does that for ya, eh?" Torque asked as she idly rubbed her hoof up and down Kerfuffle's slit. "Funny. Always heard that mare had something against cooch licking. Not that there's anything wrong with that, I mean. Some ponies have their preferences, and it's none o' my business. It's just the rumor that was out there 'bout her, is all. Suppose I ought to have known there was nothing to all that gossip. Petunia's too sensible to be getting such queer ideas into her head like one o' those city mares, dontcha know?"

Kerfuffle was about to respond, but was silenced by Torque lowering her mouth to her pussy. Kerfuffle gasped with delight as she felt the first strokes of Torques tongue against her. Kerfuffle squirmed and mewled as Torque lapped against her outer folds, teasing and tasting her. Torque traced along her labia, occasionally moving out toward her thighs and around her crotch to slurp up the traces of her arousal that still clung to her fur. That wonderful tongue returned to licking up and down her cleft, before Torque made her way up to Kerfuffle's engorged clit and wrapped her lips around it, sucking and flicking her tongue across the nub. Kerfuffle's whole body arched as she came screaming, finally climaxing over the edge she had been teetering on since her and Sunny had been interrupted.

Torque didn't even give her a moment to recover, continuing to eat Kerfuffle through her orgasm. Torque greedily drank down the treat Kerfuffle squirted into her mouth, before moving down to her love hole. She pushed her tongue into Kerfuffle's pussy, tracing along her inner walls. Kerfuffle moaned loudly as she felt the wriggly muscle teasing its way inside of her. Her forehooves moved through Torque's mane, knocking her bandanna out of place as they tussled the red-head's hair. She pushed Torque's face into her crotch, encouraging that wonderful tongue to explore deeper inside of her.

"Ha, uh, shoot," Kerfuffle panted, "Oh my goodness, Torque. You're, hmm, so good at this."

Unable to pull away from Kerfuffle's flower to say anything, Torque hummed smugly into her new lover, making Kerfuffle moan again. It had been a long while since Kerfuffle had been with another mare besides Petunia, she'd almost forgotten how good if felt to have a mare with experience eating pussy between her legs. Even so, Torque felt amazing down there as her tongue spelunked the heck out of her treasure cove.

Suddenly, Torque's tongue arched upward and licked along the roof of Kerfuffle's pussy, causing all thought to leave the mare's mind as her vision flashed white. "Fuck!" she exclaimed, cumming again into Torque's mouth.

Torque pulled away from between Kerfuffle's thighs, smugly eyeing the gasping mare's form as she licked up Kerfuffle's juices from around her mouth. Torque hopped off the bed and headed to a near by closet as Kerfuffle watched, trying to recover Torque's oral assault.

"Stack my pancakes, Torque. How in the hay do ya not have every mare in town lining up at your door when you do that so well?" Kerfuffle asked, once she had recovered enough energy to sit up.

"Oh, just busy with work, I s'pose. 'Sides, not like I can exactly advertise it, eh? No pony's going to print out cards advertising 'Torque: Professional Repair Pony and Expert Pussy Eater', dontcha know?" Torque replied, still rifling through her closet searching for something. "Besides, the last thing I need is for every darn mare in town coming to me every time they hear a creak in the floorboards, just for a chance to get me between their legs. I've got enough work around this darn town ta be doin' without that headache."

Kerfuffle wasn't sure what she was looking for, but she enjoyed watching Torque's butt sway back and forth as she looked. Those damn overalls hid the best parts, but they outlined that delicious looking butt quite nicely. Kerfuffle noted a growing wet spot through the denim crotch of her newest fuck buddy.

"Ah, I getcha. Well, I can't say that I mind keeping the secret, if it means I can get ya beneath my tail more often," Kerfuffle said. "Maybe I'll bring ya over to Petunia and Sunny's sometime, and you can give them some pointers on eating a mare out." Kerfuffle noted with delight that Torque's tail raised itself at her suggestion, hinting that the handypony would be quite interested in that.

"Anyhoo," she continued, "I don't know what's got ya so interested inside that closet, but you've got a very hot and appreciative mare on yer bed just waiting to get ya out of those clothes and on to her face. You do realize I've got a fixed leg and two orgasms to repay ya for now, dontcha? Are ya planning to cash those in anytime soon."

"Oh, you betcha I am," Torque responded. "But I've got something in here that'll let us both have some fun together. Just gotta find the darn thing, haven't had to whip it out since the Rainbow Festival with that Applejack mare. I'm sure it's in here somewh- ah-ha! There she is."

Kerfuffle's curiosity was piqued, eager to see what Torque had retrieved. She wasn't disappointed when she saw the earth pony trotting back to the bed with a gorgeous double-sided strap-on held in her mouth. A leather harness, obviously designed to fit around a mare's flank, held two faux-dicks carved from lacquered wood and polished to a glossy sheen. Each toy cock was about the length of the Mayor's stallionhood, and looked slightly thicker by Kerfuffle's estimation. Her pussy began to drip again at the thought of being railed by Torque and that beautiful toy.

Torque spat the toy out onto the bed and began to strip herself of her work outfit. She smiled at Kerfuffle as she undressed, noticing the other mare eyeing up the strap-on.

"Do ya like it?" she asked. "Hoof-carved it myself, dontcha know, and I think I did a darn fine job at it too."

"Oh, you betcha," Kerfuffle said, eyes darting between the toy and the now half-dressed mare, "it's a real thing of beauty."

"Well, thank ya much," Torque blushed with pride in her work as she spoke. "Now, last time I got to use this, I was the one getting pounded into my mattress. Knowing you though, I'm guessing you'd prefer I be on top?"

"Oh, well I mean, if that's alright with you," Kerfuffle said, nodding. "I always prefer the feeling of a pony on top of me pounding into my holes, but this is supposed to be your reward for a job well done. If you'd prefer I be on top, I'll do my best at it."

"Ha!" Torque laughed, having completely stripped out of her overalls. "No offense Fuffs, but I think it'll be better for both of us if I take the top spot, dontcha know? Besides, I can't have such a cute tush on my bed and not rut it raw. Now bend over and raise that cute little rump in the air."

Kerfuffle didn't need to be told twice, quickly nuzzling her face into Torque's pillow and raising her butt, waving it teasingly at the other mare. She inhaled Torque's scent from the pillow as she flagged her tail and readied herself to be taken.

Torque stepped into the harness and pulled it up her hind legs, inserting one end of the toy into her dripping snatch. She moaned as she inserted the toy into herself, bucking the air slightly as her arousal began to consume her. Between her feast earlier and the display the presenting mare was now showing her, Torque was beyond eager to start rutting the adorable pegasus on her bed. She hurriedly pulled the straps tight around her and got into position.

Kerfuffle felt the bed shift as the other mare climbed up behind her. She gave her rump another little shake, offering herself up to Torque. She wondered which hole Torque was going to be pounding , eagerly awaiting the feel of the toy pushing its way inside one. It had been long enough since Sunny had been inside her that she was beginning to close up, so she hope Torque would quit dawdling and stretch her wide open again. She didn't have to wait log, the weight and heat of the other mare's body pressed down on her back as Torque climbed on top of her.

"How do ya want it, Fuff?" Torque asked as she lined up the wooden cock.

"Rough and quick," Kerfuffle responded, "like a gale bustin' through a window in winter."

"Heh, well no worries there, dontcha know?"" Torque teased as she rubbed the head of the toy up and down Kerfuffle's slit. "I happen to know a thing or two about plugging up a busted window.

With that, Torque shifted her dick up from Kerfuffle's cunt and plunged herself into the pegasus's ass, grunting as she slid the toy into Kerfuffle and stretching her wider than she had been when she'd arrived. Torque could feel herself being pulled in by the needy mare beneath her as Kerfuffle's walls clenched and convulsed around the fake cock.

Kerffufle let out a delighted yelp as she felt her back door stretched open again by the wooden invader. She bit down on Torque's pillow to muffle her groans as the other mare began to thrust in and out of her. The rhythmic thumping of the bed's headboard knocking against the wall echoed through the room, mixing with the grunts and moans of the mares and the wet squelching sound of their union to form an erotic cacophony of noise.

"Land's sake, Fuff. That mayor isn't taking ya right if you're still this darn tight after he's through with you," Torque spoke between grunts, smacking a hoof against Kerfuffle's rump. "Let me have a few more rounds with you after today and I might well ruin ya fer him, dontcha know?"

"Hnng," Kerfuffle moaned, "ya keep rutting me like this and you can have me for as many rounds as ya might well please."

"Sweet molasses," Torque moaned, continuing to hammer into the delightful little pucker of her new partner, "With a butt this cute, how can I resist?"

No more words passed between them as both mares' attention was turned entirely to the pleasures coursing through their bodies. Torque pumped the strap-on between Kerfuffle's cheeks, the other end of the toy stirring her own insides as she rutted the pony beneath her. Kerfuffle had given up on trying to stifle her moans, and was now mewling in wanton ecstasy as she was given a proper rutting by Torque. Torque leaned over the pegasus and grabbed a mouthful of mane between her teeth, pulling sharply back and forcing Kerfuffle to arch as she was carried up by the tug of her scalp. The pain of her mane being yanked by the mare above her, the feel of being dominated by another pony, pushed Kerfuffle over her edge. She came again as she screamed into the air, her fluids drenching Torque's sheets as they spilled out of her.

Torque felt Kerfuffle's walls clench around her toy, moaning as the dildo inside of her pussy shifted from the added resistance on the other end. She was getting close, the tension building inside of her as her release drew nearer. She began to hammer into Kerfuffle's ass with renewed vigor, losing all sense of rhythm and pace as she fucked her. Kerfuffle thumped herself backwards into Torques crotch, trying her best to match her partner's fervent thrusts. Torque's bed creaked and groaned as the two mares on top of it flopped back and forth against each other in a pleasure-fueled frenzy. At long last, Torque's hooves gripped Kerfuffle's flanks as she slammed herself forward and came, burying the shared toy deep inside both mare's holes as she reached her climax.

Torque flopped backwards onto her bed, yanking out of Kerfuffles ass as she fell and earning a soft yip from the other mare. Kerfuffle turned around and smiled warmly as she observed her new lover. Torque lay sprawled out on her back, one hoof thrown over her face as she panted, the wooden toy pointing straight up to the ceiling. Kerfuffle wordlessly maneuvered herself between Torque's splayed thighs and leaned down, using her mouth to undo the buckles strapped around her partner.

"Hoof-da, Kerfuffle, that was pretty amazing," Torque exclaimed once she'd regained her breath. She raised her hips slightly to allow the pegasus to slide the harnesses of the strap-on off her. "How in the world does Sunny manage to get any mayoring done when he's got you and Petunia's rumps back waiting for him at home?"

"Oh, you know Sunny. He's got enough dedication that not even my cute butt can pry him away from getting his work done, dontcha know?" Kerfuffle said with a laugh. "Not ta mention Petunia being there to give him a tongue lashing if he ever forgets his responsibilities. And I don't mean the good kind of tongue lashing, mind ya."

"Oh yeah? And just what is the good kind of tongue lashing anyhoo?" Torque asked with a wry smile, and Kerfuffle returned her look with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"You just keep lying where ya are, and I'll show ya," Kerfuffle purred. She leaned down and wrapped her mouth around the toy that had just been buried in her butt, yanking it up and out of Torque's marehood with one swift motion and making the other mare moan. Tossing the toy aside, Kerfuffle knelt in front of Torque and nuzzled her nose agaisnt her damp slit. Torque smelled of musk and sweat. Kerfuffle took a few deep sniffs to savor the aroma of scents and pheromones emanating from the other mare, then got down to work.

Kerfuffle's tongue shot out and began to work its way between Torque's lower lips, determined to explore and taste the deepest depths of her pussy. Kerfuffle mashed her face against the earth pony's crotch as she tried to wriggle her tongue deeper and deeper inside her. Torque mewled wantonly as Kerfuffle lapped away inside of her. Kerfuffle wagged her tongue from side to side, licked up and down Torque's inner walls, and kissed and nipped at her outer lips as she went. Each new motion or touch drew excited and pleasureful noises from her partner.

As Kerfuffle feasted on Torque, she couldn't help but compare eating her to eating Petunia out. Torque tasted saltier on her tongue than Petunia did, and her inner walls felt firmer than the velvety softness of Petunia's insides. When Torque's muscles contracted around her tongue, Kerfuffle could feel that signature earth pony strength more than she ever did with Petunia. In fact, Torque's whole body was more toned and muscled than Petunia's slight plumpness. Kerfuffle hoped she'd be able to spend many future nights with that body wrapped around her own, and doubled her efforts eating Torque out in order to make those hopes reality.

Deciding it was time to kick things up a notch, Kerfuffle unfurled her wings from her side and began using them to gently caress Torque's inner thighs. As Kerfuffle kept eating Torque, her wing-tips traced gentle circles along Torque's thighs, slowly drawing nearer to her honeypot. Once they reached their destination, her primaries traced up and down along Torque's lips, before sinking in alongside Kerfuffle's tongue and spreading Torque open. Torque's breath hitched and her legs kicked out reflexively as she felt the soft feathers invading her. As Kerfuffle's tongue and feathers both worked their magic inside of her, Torque's whole body began to writhe and squirm on her bed.

Kerfuffle could tell Torque was close, and knew it was time for the finishing touch. She withdrew her damp wingtips from inside Torque, and moved them up to cradle Torque's clit. Without warning, Kerfuffle pinched her clit between her wings and began to jack her feathers up and down the exposed button, all the while never pausing in lapping and licking Torque's interior. The combined assault was too much for the repair pony, succeeding in pushing the mare over the edge. Torque came with a thunderous cry as her juices poured out into Kerfuffle's waiting maw. Kerfuffle withdrew her mouth from between Torque's legs and moved up her body to share a deep, wet, and sensuous kiss with the mare, letting Torque get a good taste of herself as they made out.

"Well can me up and call me pop, that was easily the best anypony's ever eaten me out," Torque proclaimed once they had moved apart. "It's a crying shame their aren't more of you pegasi around, those wings can do some incredible work, dontcha know?"

"Oh, you betcha," Kerfuffle responded, "they're sure useful for pleasuring a mare or stallion, and anypony who's not used to them thinks getting feathered or a good wingjob is just the cat's pajamas. They've earned me a spot in quite a few beds around town, dontcha know? And I'll betcha in a couple years Barley and Pickle will be the two most popular foals in town for the same reason."

"Whew, after experiencing yours first hoof, I don't think I'll be taking that bet, thank ya very much," Torque said, smiling. "Now, what say you and I go and get cleaned up? We must both look positively schnookered right now."

"Hmm, a shower sounds like a great idea," Kerfuffle agreed, "and then I'd better be heading back to Sunny and Petunia. They're probably still worrying about my leg and all, and it's not fair to keep them waiting in the dark all day for news, dontcha know?"

"Well, when ya get back there, make sure you tell Petunia not to go too hard on that fool Sunny for breaking it and all," Torque said, and Kerfuffle noticed a slight blush forming across her face. "After all, I think I owe that old mayor a favor for getting you and me hooked up, even if he did it by accident and in his usual bumbling manner."

"Well, why dontcha come back with me and tell them yourself?" Kerfuffle asked.

"Oh? Do ya think I should? I mean, I thought when ya got back you'd want to, you know, have some private time with the two o' them," Torque said, wagging her eyebrows to get her meaning across.

"Oh ya, for sure," Kerfuffle confirmed, "but that doesn't mean I'd mind having you there too, dontcha know?"

"You don't think they'd mind?" Torque asked. She wasn't sure how willing Petunia in particular would be to have another mare in her bedroom. Especially if there was a hint of truth to those old rumors about her.

Kerfuffle considered it a moment, and then shrugged. "I'm not sure, to be honest with ya. But I think at the very least they'd want to thank ya for fixing my leg up so quick, and that should earn ya at least one dicking from the mayor. Mouths and toys are fun and all, but you owe it to yourself to get a proper stallion cock inside of ya more often than you do. I'm sure Sunny will be willing to provide. And then, who knows? Maybe I can convince Petunia to add you to our little herd? I can be pretty persuasive, dontcha know?" She fluttered her wings slightly, making sure Torque understood how she'd be persuading Petunia.

"Well, I suppose it's worth a shot, at least," Torque admitted, "but first we really should be getting around to that shower. Won't be convincing anypony to rut either of us like this, all sticky and covered in sweat and matted fur. C'mon, puthergoin-eh!"

And with that, the two mares made their way to Torque's shower, ready to get cleaned up and head to where Sunny and Petunia waited. And as Kerfuffle was pinned to the wall of the shower with suds in her mane and a hoof pressed between her legs, she moaned into Torque's mouth, more thankful than ever for all the wonderful friends she had. She just hoped she could convince them all to fuck each other, dontcha know?

Author's Note

Fuck, I both love and hate writing clop set in Hope Hollow, because that damn accent is an adorable pain in the ass to transcribe. It's surprisingly easy to catch yourself drifting into a more Applejack-esque country drawl when writing it out, there's definitely some Canadian in there, and I'm pretty sure I even drifted into a Scottish accent a couple times. You'll have to forgive me, I'm from fucking Jersey. This midwestern shit is way too wholesome and nice to fit comfortably inside my vernacular.

Kerfuffle's still adorable though, so she's worth the headache.

Stay tuned, there will be a second chapter coming at some point featuring Kerfuffle and Torque heading back to Sunny and Petunia's place. I don't want to spoil anything that might happen, but early drafts hint that there may be sex involved. You'll just have to wait and see.