A Rainbow Lightning

by Ekhidna

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Fetish, Profanity, Lightning Dust, Violence, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Other, Porn
Length: 6801

Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust find each other in Ponyville's local bar, for better or worse.

Rainbow Dash decides to take a drink on Ponyville's local bar, property of Berry Punch. Inside, she encounters none other than Lightning Dust. After some drinking and talking, she decides to head home only for the yellow maned mare to open her run her mouth, possibly biting more than she can chew.

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Contains: F/F, anal, cunnilingus, blood, fighting, violence, lots of cursing, and hateful sex. Enter at your own peril.

**Takes places a few weeks after The WashOuts episode.

Published 2020-08-23 00:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-23 00:30:01 UTC

Comes A'Crashing

A Rainbow Lightning

Rainbow Dash was having a rather shitty day, to say the least. Winter was soon coming, and that meant Tank would soon be hibernating for it, depriving her of her little pal. Her parents had been bugging her about coming over for a visit and celebrating her latest achievement: becoming the fourth highest-ranked Wonderbolt of the force. That meant that her one day trip to Cloudsdale had turned into a five-day blur of her parents being their adorable but overbearing selves on her.

Reason why, after they were finally satisfied enough to grant her freedom, she was flying at night. On her way home, a few birds hit her, two or three almost soiled her, she totally missed a huge party Pinkie had in store to celebrate Mayor Mare’s re-election, and thanks to a sprained wing muscle she couldn’t fly not even half her usual speed, which made her grumpy to no end.

Worse of all, her injury meant she’d be off shows for the next two weeks at the very least.

To summarize, she was grumpy, ill-tempered, bored to death, saddened, and ready to blow off a casket. “Or I would if it were not so damn late!” She fumed, steam nearly coming out of her ears. Eventually, after some more groaning and futile hexes, curses, and badmouthing herself, she sighed. “At this point, I just wanna go home and sleeeeeeep for two whole days straight.”

As she flew towards her home, she looked down at the town to see it nearly desolate. A few stray ponies were still out walking around the plaza, probably on a date, and the night restaurant was still open. She could also see Berry Punch’s bar still open, or rather opening given the past-midnight tendencies of the owner. She shrugged, smiling as her flapping weakened and began to descend.

“Well, I’m already here, my house ain’t going nowhere, and could really use a drink or two,” she finished with a dry devilish chuckle. The landing took less than a few seconds in front of the Bar’s door and she entered it. The sight was exactly what she expected to see: a few drunken ponies here and there mumbling about this or that, others having a late-night date or simply hanging out over a few well-earned mugs of hard cider.

Personally, she wasn’t that much of a fan of alcoholic drinks, not even the soft kind, but they were lifesavers whenever she was too stressed and her usual routines didn’t help her. She could see a small crowd of ponies, mostly stallions and the odd mare, around someone else, but she paid it no mind. Sitting on a free stool in front of the service table, she stomped on it a few times to get the server’s attention.

“Hey, Berry Punch, give me an extra cold one of hard cider!” She yelled.

“One hard cider coming up!” Berry replied as she gracefully filled a wooden mug and then slid it across the table, stopping right in front of Rainbow Dash.

The prismatic maned mare took a hold of it before chugging down half of it in one go. She put the mug down and shuddered, the taste of alcohol came along with its discomfort but the relief spreading across her body was worth enduring the awful taste. Still, she smacked her lips. “Hey, did you put something else in this? Tastes sorta familiar.”

Berry nodded. “I bought part of the recipe from Applejack! It’s not anywhere near the cider they make, but at least I can now make it sweeter and pack a harder punch without losing its richness!” She licked her lips. “Tastes good, right?”

“It ain’t Apple Family Cider, but it sure tastes a whole lot better. Hit me again!” She demanded as she finished her first mug. Moments later, her second mug came along and the waitress took the empty mug away. As she drank her second mug, she glanced back at the gathered crowd, still unable to see what the fuss was about. “Hey, Berry, what’s going on there?”

“Ah, that? Just a stunt mare keeping my clients entertained with tales of her carriers and close calls,” Berry Punch replied as she cleaned a mug.

“Really? A stunt mare? What does she do? Magic tricks, swordplay, fire breathing?” Rainbow asked, idly drinking some more of her mug.

“A flyer, I believe. They did a few shows here like three weeks ago, remember?”

Rainbow nearly spat her drink but managed to force it down her throat. “Seriously?” She droned, incredulous. “The Washouts?”

“That’s the name!” Berry chimed with a laugh. “The other two already left, but their leader is still here. I don't know much about stunts or sports, but she’s popular and many clients have been ordering more than usual just to listen to her.”

“Wonder what’d they do if they knew she endangered Scootaloo’s life by nearly strapping her to a giant firework rocket,” she groaned.

Berry shrugged, putting the mug she was cleaning away to serve a drink to another client on the service bar. “They can be as reckless as they want, but if they brought a foal into their crazy antics then they deserve to be taken down a notch or two.”

“Already kinda did that,” she groaned before finishing her mug. “Just get me another one, kay?”

“You betcha!” Berry replied, swiftly giving the prismatic maned mare another filled mug.

Rainbow drank her third mug slowly, enjoying not the drink itself, but the calmness it brought her and eyeing the ponies at the bar. Mayor Mare was there with her secretary, aide, and the vice-mayor drinking peacefully. Big Macintosh was at the end of the bar, sitting by his lonesome as he enjoyed his monthly silent alone time. Doc was half-drunk whilst telling Rose, who was in the same state as him, science gibberish. There were also a few new oddities here and there, a traveling zebra, two griffons, a saddle arabian, a diamond dog, and even a small group of changelings.

She chuckled, glad to see so many creatures now openly traveling and interacting across Equestria. Another twenty minutes passed without much action taking place other than the occasional cheer or collective gasp coming from Lightning Dust’s crowd. She was about to finish the last of her mug, pay, and go home when she heard someone yell.

“Heeey! That’s Rainbow Dash!”

She turned to see the crowd of ponies part open to reveal Lightning Dust staring at her dumbly for a few seconds. Then, she smiled cockily as she got to her hooves and walked up to her.

“Well, well, well. Rainbow Dash, I didn’t know you were a drinker!” Lightning Dust chuckled as she neared, sitting on the stool next to Dash. She used a foreleg to lean against the service bar while looking at an unamused cyan pegasus.

“Rarely. Lightweight. And just to lay off some stress, Dust. I don’t even like alcohol,” she said.

Lightning waited for a few moments to see if anyone reacted, but it was obvious they all knew she told the truth. Scoffing for a moment, she nevertheless smiled and pressed on. “Figures. Not everypony is capable of withstanding a true rush of excitement!” The crowd, now gathered around them, cheered at her words. “I mean, not everypony is all talk and no show. You would know quite a lot about that, right?”

Rainbow sighed in exasperation. “I’ve seen what happens to creatures that get too ‘excited’ with alcohol, Dust. If anything, I’m a smart pony for not drinking so much I can fly straight and end up killing myself or others. Or maybe you’re talking about those terrible hangovers? Yeah, no thanks.”

The crowd booed a little, but not many could deny her words. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. You don’t know how to party, I get it,” Lightning pressed undeterred.

“Nah, I know how to party and how to get wild. I do like to remember the fun I had. I’m not overly fascinated with mares getting so drunk they spread their legs to anything with a dick and get knocked up, not even knowing who the father of their foal is. But maybe you do, Dust?” She smirked as she drank the rest of her mug; the crowd staring at her in silent disbelief.

Lightning Dust glared at her for a second, then smirked. “Or so says the high and mighty Wing Pony. Nothing but a fucking snitch.”

The ambient at the bar suddenly dropped a few degrees after the utterance of those words. Big Macintosh silently got up, tossed a few bits on the table, and left, followed shortly by Doc, Rose, and several other clients.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Berry shouted. “If you’re going to fight, then go outside, or else you’ll pay triple for anything you break here!”

The crowd of ponies stepped back and dispersed. Some left the bar while others sat on now empty tables. Rainbow Dash, for her part, stared at Lightning Dust for almost a full minute before replying.

“What’s your favorite drink?”

Lightning Dust was taken aback. “...Electric Wasp…”

“Hey, Berry, get me an Electric Wasp for Dust over here and two ciders for me,” Rainbow called.

“Coming right up!”

A few moments later the two mares had their drinks at their hooves. Rainbow chugged half of another cider down her gullet before speaking. “Look, Dust… I know we’re rivals for life and all that, but can we at least be civil around the other? I don’t like to fight over stupid bullshit that’s in the past,” she sighed. “Yeah. I am a snitch. So what? You put my friend’s lives in needless danger, of course I was going to report your ass to Spitfire.”

“And that cost the Wonderbolts their greatest flyer ever,” she replied, gulping down a third of her drink in one go. Setting her mug down, she hissed. “MMMmmmm! That stings, just like momma likes it!”

“Maybe,” Rainbow continued. “But you were… are reckless. I am reckless at many times, even stupid. I’m not saying I’m better than you, but I do know better. When I’m reckless, it’s just me putting my life in the line, not anyone else’s, and I only do it for a good reason.”

“Then you’re a hypocrite,” she replied. “We are so much alike, Dash. We are both great fliers, we seek thrill and danger, and we know just how good we are compared to the other canon fodder, rock-bottom feeders. The difference is that I am willing to do what must be done to be great while you cower under ‘safety’ and ‘consequences’.”

“Then go ahead, oh mighty awesome flier. Go and pull a Sonic Rainboom,” Rainbow gasped in cartoonish fashion. “Oh, wait, you can’t, can you? Yeah, I thought so. I’m the only pony alive--”

“Twilight can do it too!” Spike called from a previously concealed table, enjoying himself a bottle of Magmatar.

“--the only pegasus alive-” She sneered at the dragon who only shrugged and continued drinking. “-who can do a Sonic Rainboom. You have mad skills and talent, Dust. But you lack restraint and, apparently, a brain half the time.”

Lightning Dust scoffed, gulping more of her drink. “Give me another!” She ordered, putting her mug down. “Pffft! Sonic Rainbooms, all show and no substance. But I think I should thank you, Dash. You being such a big, whooping pussy and snitching on me actually was for the best! my crew and I do the stunts the lame Wonderbolts would never dare to do because they are ‘too dangerous’.”

“‘Too dangerous’ is too dangerous for a reason, Lightning. I love being the best, but not at the cost of endangering the lives of others. If your companions like to follow your leadership and perform your stunts, good for you and them. Your dangerous as heck stunts are really something else, and I mean it! I bet I could do them with enough practice.”

“Practice? Who needs practice when you’ve got all the raw, natural talent you need right here!” She boasted. “‘Sides, if I injure myself or end up dying doing what I love, then it’s worth it! I don’t want to end up like a wind-up loser, a relic of an age-long past like that loser Wind Rider.”

Rainbow chuckled. “You know, now that you mentioned him, I have something funny to tell you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she waved a hoof dismissively. “I read the news.”

“I was there the entire time! I saw it all!” Rainbow smirked as she had piqued Lightning’s curiosity.

The two mares spent the next twenty minutes idly chatting and drinking until they were half-drunk. Rainbow Dash was a lightweight, having never gotten drunk for real and knew she had reached her limit. With unsteady hooves, she stepped down the stool.

“Weeeell,” she said as she stretched. “It’s been fun and all, but I got enough. Any more cider and I’ll get drunk for real and I need to get back home. Good talk, Dust. While I wouldn’t call it enjoyable, it wasn’t as disgusting as I thought it’d be after how strong you came at me there.”

“Wait, you’re leaving now? C’mon, the night is young!” Lightning protested.

“Maybe, but my day… or week wasn’t the best. Bumping into you wasn’t part of my plan, but it happened. Now I’m really wanting to wrap myself on my bed and sleep for a few days. Be seeing you, Dust. Though, hopefully, not too soon.” She finished by tossing a small bag of bits to Berry Punch, which she caught with her mouth. “I paid for what you gulfed down, you still need to pay for anything else you bought.”

Lightning Dust got off her stool, angrily sneering at Rainbow Dash. “What the fuck? You can’t just cut a conversation like that halfway through!”

“I just did!” Rainbow hollered. “Be seeing yah, Dust,” she waved a hoof as she walked to the exit.

“So you’re just going to leave like that?” She asked, tossing Berry Punch a bunch of bits as she followed Rainbow Dash. “Typical of you to bail out whenever you damn well please.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Dust,” Rainbow dismissed her as she made her way out the bar.

Lightning Dust grumbled as she followed Rainbow out and into the alley next to the bar. As she turned the corner, she saw Rainbow doing a few stretches and checking if she could fly safely given her half-drunken state. “Gods, you’re pathetic,” she spat. “You like to play how cool and awesome you are; all that talent, all that skill for nothing! You limit yourself, afraid to go beyond and truly live! Now you’re just going to fly off and pull out like a damn coward!?”

“Yup!” Rainbow replied with a chuckle. The Dash from before spending time with her friends, before Twilight and Spike’s arrival, the Rainbow Dash that was like Lightning Dust would’ve snapped at those baseless, hurtful insults aimed straight at her ego. But not her. She wouldn’t allow herself to be distracted by petty insults. “You should go home soon, Dust. Wouldn’t want you to crash against a tree or something.”

“Sure, fly away like a damn backstabbing coward! Go, run! Be a worthless Wonderbolt that sticks by the rules and cares to ground true great fliers! Go right ahead and run like a coward!” She yelled, stomping a hoof against the ground angrily. She watched Rainbow spread her wings, readying herself for a takeoff when a wicked idea sprung inside her head. “I always knew you were a coward deep inside, Dash. Just like that cowardly, flightless runt.”

Rainbow froze immediately. She could practically feel the smile spreading across Lightning Dust’s lips as she folded her wings to her sides. “What… did you just say?”

“Ohhhh? Hit a nerve there?” Lightning chuckled dryly. “Can’t really blame you for being angry for being compared to that failure.”

Slowly, slower than Tank would, Rainbow turned around to face Lightning Dust. The mare in question took an involuntary step back when she saw the empty eyes and angry scowl on her rival’s face.

“Failure? Failure!? Don’t you dare call Scootaloo a failure, you bitch!” Rainbow shouted angrily. She could pass many insults directed at her. She could even keep a calm head if someone insulted her friends. But her family? “You crossed the fucking line, Dust!”

Lightning let out a high pitched chuckle. “Awww, please! Don’t tell me you actually like that runt?” She chuckled darkly. “And here I thought you were being sensible and you were trying to hoard her attention!”

Rainbow took a step forward. “Maybe a little, but that was before seeing you crazy assholes trying to kill yourselves just to prove you could do bullshit stunts. You can be as crazy and over the top as you want, but don’t drag little fillies into your suicidal antics!”

“‘Suicidal antics’ is what makes me the better flier! I’m not afraid to risk my life doing what I love! I’m not a coward, I’m not a dirty fucking snitch that betrays her partner just because I’m envious, and I’m not a fucking sellout, like you are!”

“Shut your fucking mouth, Dust, or I’ll shut it for you!” Rainbow turned around, spreading her wings again. “Thanks for ruining my night. Go fuck yourself, you reckless bitch.”

Lightning Dust spat to the ground before delivering one final parting line. “It’s better being reckless than a cowardly flightless embarrassment like that chicken you protect so much. Tell me, are you a foalhoofer, too?”

It happened so fast that Lightning Dust didn’t register it until she slumped to the ground after knocking over a trash can. Her vision was dizzy as she looked up, but she saw the anger-filled eyes of Rainbow Dash staring death upon her. Shaking her head, she jumped back on her hooves only to feel a tremendous jolt of pain coming from her right cheek. She then tasted the metallic flavor of her blood and spat a wad of saliva mixed with her blood onto the ground before flaring her nostrils.

“What the fuck is your problem!?” She demanded.

“You can fucking say anything about me, abut my friends, about anything whatever you have for a brain can come up with and I’ll take it! But you just messed with my family!” Rainbow spat back, angrily. “That was just my last warning, Lightning Dust. Do yourself a favor and run away with your tail between your legs like the bitch you are, or I’m gonna make sure you won’t be doing any stunts for years.”

“Don’t you fucking lie to me, Dash! You and that filly aren’t even related!” Then, after a second or two of silence, it dawned on her causing her to smile wickedly. “You can’t be serious! Oh my gosh, you are! You actually consider that brat to be your little sister!? Oh, hay! Should’ve I known then, I would’ve pressed her to join the Washouts even further just to fucking spite you!” She laughed. “Although, I guess I should’ve figured it out then. Failures stick with failures~”

“RRRAAAAAHHHHH!” Rainbow Dash cried as she lunged at Lightning.

Lightning smiled as she tilted to the side at just the precise moment to avoid Rainbow’s incoming strike, her intent to smack her across the face once more. While she was caught by surprise last time, she was fully prepared for the blowback this time around. As she dodged Dash’s strike, she did a half-turn combined with a high-end back kick that smacked Rainbow across her nose; the momentum of both impacts sending the prismatic maned mare to roll a few meters away on the ground.

Rainbow spread her wings to stop her rolling and jump back to her hooves. She ignored the pain in her muzzle and the drops of blood falling from it. She’d seen the kick coming too late to avoid it, but she managed to sweep to the side enough to avoid being knocked out-cold by Lightning Dust’s cheapshot. This time, it was her turn to avoid a charging projectile as the yellow maned pegasus had launched herself at her with all her might.

Instead of avoiding her entirely, knowing her foe was expecting her to dodge, she feinted a dodge only to block her sideways roll and tackle her into the ground.

“WHORE!!” Lightning Dust cried out as Rainbow grabbed her by the mane, twisting her hoof around it for a better grip, then started to slam her face repeatedly into the soft, dry ground.

“I TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!” Rainbow shouted angrily as she relentlessly slammed her rival’s face against the dirt. Upon the dozen or so slam, she was suddenly struck on her back, making her yelp loudly and release her foe as her vision was awash with dots of color and agony.

Lightning spat some dirt as she stood up after hitting Rainbow straight on her back, right in between her wings: the most sensible spot in a pegasus body that wasn’t their genitals. Taking advantage of the state her pained rival was currently suffering through, she launched herself at her again. This time her strike connected across Rainbow’s face.

“Gaaaaahhh!” She screamed in pain as her left eye immediately shut to avoid any further damage. Letting adrenalin and rage fuel her, the pain was only momentarily as she spun on her pivot. Before Lightning could move away or strike her again, she lunged down with her mouth spread wide until she bit her behind her neck with all her might.

“Fucking bitch!” Lightning Dust screamed in pain before she punched Dash in her belly five times in a row, desperately trying to force her to release her neck. Suddenly, she felt a yank, and then she was tossed to the side with nothing but by the pure strength of her jaws. She crashed against another dumpster, thankfully empty, as pain coursed through her body and the trickles of blood escaping her wound feeling like magma across her fur. She opened her eyes to see Dash running at her and then leap angrily just like a cat would. “Raaaahhhhh!”

There was a loud *Clank* as Lightning Dust swung the metal cover of the dumpster across Rainbow’s face, sending her to the ground yet again. She leaped at her rival, straddling her as she began to repeatedly punch her face, chest, and anywhere her hooves could land. It lasted for a few seconds until she was suddenly tossed forward, then she felt a pressure against her throat, suffocating her. She brought her forelegs up to find Rainbow’s hindlegs wrapped around her neck tightly.

Lightning punched Rainbow’s face two more times before she was unceremoniously tossed to the side by an inverted judo throw, crashing face-first against the ground. She stood up in time to receive a fierce back leg strike across her muzzle, instantly busting her lower lip and knocking off one of her top teeth. In response, she latched to her lag and bit down on her flank. She then felt Rainbow yanking at her mane again, but this time she was prepared and delivered a monstrously powerful kick across her cheek.

Thankfully, the aim was off and it didn’t hit her dead center, but the force was still more than enough to rattle her brain for a few seconds before she replied with three fast jabs across Lightning’s face, all impacting against her left eye. Playing foul, though it was hardly an honorable fight, to begin with. Lightning let go of Dash’s flank and moved up to bite her dock.

“AAAARRRRGGGHHH!” A blood-curdling wail of pure pain and agony was heard as both mares let go of the other and spent the next minute thrashing on the ground. Rainbow was curling and holding her damaged, bleeding dock as she fought back tears. Lightning Dust fared no better, failing to stop her tears as she painfully caressed the now empty spot on her head where a chunk of her mane had once stood.

As they stood back again, hatred vivid in their eyes, they lunged at the other delivering a simultaneous punch at the other, each striking the cheek of the other. They began to exchange a barrage of kicks, punches, and headbutts seemingly at random. Gone was any semblance of strategy or focused thinking. All that remained was the raw brutality of two mares who really, really, really hated the guts of the other.

“You piece of shit!” Shouted Rainbow Dash as she kicked Dust’s stomach, receiving a headbutt on her muzzle in return.

“You backstabbing snitch!” Roared Lightning Dust after headbutting her hated enemy, only to get a backhoof strike across her face that made her spit out blood.

“Filthy whore!” Hit to the stomach.

“I hope you get pregnant and end up destroying your fake career!” Trio of blows to her barrel.

“As if I’d ever spread my legs as easily as you would!” Bite.

“You don’t deserve to fly!” Slap.

“You don’t deserve those wings!”

“Bitch!”

“Whore!”

“Skank!”

“Cunt!”

“AAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Lightning Dust screamed as Rainbow grabbed her by her mane again and bit her shoulder. Then, she was tossed to the other side of the alley where she fell on the ground like a sack of potatoes. Looking up, she was barely able to dodge Rainbow kicking her. Taking a note from her book, she grabbed her tail and, using the cyan mare’s own momentum against her, she spun around and tossed her back, making her impact a wall of Berry’s bar and ricochet to the ground.

Both mares stood up to shaky legs. They were bloodied, tired, breathing heavily, sporting several injuries, and spent. But they were far too enraged to stop just yet. A draw wouldn’t be possible. One would fall, they knew it; they desired it. Snorting angrily and readying themselves to continue, they charged forth.

As the pair collided, they stood on their hindlegs, a foreleg pressing hard against a shoulder for further support, their other forelegs were wrapped around their manes, yanking and pulling while they were busy tongue-fucking each other. The taste of blood, the spikes of pain, and the unblinking, open-eyed rage fuming in between the two, mixed with the unrelenting desire to achieve victory and domination worked to create a hateful, passionate, blood-spit drooling make out session between the two rivals.

Their tongues swirled against each other, fighting for dominance and the urge to prove that one was mightier over the other. Their lips smacked, tongues lapped and explored their humid cavities for long moments. They loudly slurped against each other’s tongues, sucking and drinking their blood-stained spit not with desire or lust, but simply out of sheer, vehement spite.

The make-out session continued for untold minutes, the two mares never losing an opportunity to yank or slap each other if it meant gaining leverage over their exchange for a few scant seconds before being, quite literally, slapped back into the battle. Suddenly, they pulled back and stepped out of the other’s range. The two mares were panting heavily, eyes still focused on the other.

Rainbow spat a glob of spit mixed with blood to the ground, followed by Lightning doing the same. They stared death at each other for a few moments before Rainbow spread her wings and began to weakly fly away. Lightning Dust followed suit, always behind, but not by much, Rainbow’s rear.

They flew in silence as Rainbow guided her rival through the air. Soon after, she reached her destination: her house. As they approached, Lightning flew closer to Rainbow until she reached her door. Not a second after the magical seal was unlocked, the yellow maned pegasus tackled her host into her home, leaving the door wide open.

Rainbow spun mid-air to free herself from the tight grip of Lightning, tossing and sending her crashing against one of her cloud walls. It fragmented easily, only to reconjure itself a moment later and Rainbow to fly past it before it finished reconstructing itself. She landed on top of Lightning Dust, picking her up and tossing her yet again with the use of a judo throw.

This time, Lightning landed on the rather ample bed of the cyan mare. She saw her charging forth against her once more, but managed to lunge forth, surprising Rainbow Dash and tackling her chest. She held her tightly before using all her strength to slam her against the hardened cloud bed, sending fragments of it all over the air around them. They rolled around the bed, ever grunting, moaning, and spitting as they fought for dominance over the other.

It all came to a halt when Rainbow ultimately claimed victory, albeit temporarily, and stood above her foe. She glanced back to see the annoyed face of Lightning Dust before dropping her nethers on top of her. She began grinding her drenched pussy all over her foe’s face.

“Fuuuuuccckkk!” Rainbow moaned loudly the moment Lightning Dust gripped her flanks, smacking them hard as she began to make out with her wet, hot pussy.

“Gotta hoof it to you, Dash,” Lightning called. “You taste better than you fight!”

“Oh yeah? Then you better prepare your tight ass, Dust. I’ll be ramming that branch you have stuck in there up your guts until you cough it!” Rainbow declared before diving down in between her legs, latching her mouth to the yellow maned mare’s drenched cunt.

Both mares squealed and moaned and groaned and they lapped, sucked, and slurped each other’s mare juice in a quest to slake their unending thirst after drinking themselves half-way to drunkenness. Rainbow pressed down on Lightning’s face, while the mare in turn wrapped her hindlegs behind her head to press her down against her crotch.

There was no subtlety, no delicacy, no tact, or even such meaningless things as care, seduction, or the base desire to satisfy one’s lust. Only the thrill of victory, to claim oneself as superior, to achieve the coveted gold medal dangling in front of them, imaginary as it may be; it was all too real to them.

Sadly for Lightning Dust, she’d be the loser of their encounter. “FFFFHHHMMMMM!” She cursed loudly, muffled only by Rainbow’s lower set of lips. Rainbow pulled back as Lightning squirted her orgasm, spitting out whatever she had on her mouth before unmounting her fallen foe. She jumped out of the bed to head over her closet. She pulled out a large strap-on in the shape of a stallion’s cock: black, thick, veiny, and floppy.

Rainbow put it on, it magically shimmering as it coupled itself across her nethers. “Ufff, feels as strange as ever,” she chuckled, swaying her hips to better grow accustomed to the cock. She then returned to the bed, where Lightning Dust was just finishing enjoying the afterglow of her rather explosive orgasm. Without any concern in mind, Rainbow flipped Lightning over so she was face down, ass up, and presented to her.

“You know, I got this thing from Twilight,” she said, pressing the head of cock against her rear entrance. Using a hoof, she moistened the long tube with the overabundance of juices so generously provided by the crazy stuntmare. “Magically enchanted to allow any mare that puts it on to feel through it,” she chuckled. “Or in less egg-head terms, it lets you feel like a stallion does having a dick!”

“GGRRR---! You fucking asshole!” Lightning cursed before biting the cloud sheets.

“That’s the idea, you good for nothing cunt!” Rainbow groaned as she sank inch after inch of hard fake cock inside Lightning’s rectum until her hips collided with Dust’s flanks and her teats brushed against her back. “HA! Did I say branch earlier? You have a bucking tree in here! Are you that loose or are you that much of a whore, Lightning?”

“Go fffffuck yourself, Dash--AAAAAHHHH~!” Lightning Dust mewled as she received the first hard, short thrusts from Dash. She felt as Rainbow got on top of her, licking one of her ears before biting it roughly, though not enough to draw blood.

“I much rather fuck you instead, Dust!” As she straddled the mare below her, she moved her mouth from her ear to the back of her neck, exactly over where she had previously bitten her during their scuffle back in the alley. Without warning, she bit her again a moment before she locked her hips in place and began really fucking Lightning’s ass.

“FUUUUCK! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuuck you, Dash!” She screamed and cursed and moaned with each long, deep thrust she received. It rocked her on the bed, swaying her back and forth with each heavy thrust. There was no compassion or care in those thrusts, only anger and unbridled lust to be quenched. She just merely happened to be the mare chosen to be used like a cheap whore by her rival.

She tried to move away, to sway any amount of control away from Rainbow Dash, but she was utterly at her mercy; each meaty smack against her rump stealing her breath and any chance to formulate a plan. Right now she wasn’t Lightning Dust, she was a mere fuckhole for Dash to enjoy.

And she loved it.

“NNNNGGGHHH!” She groaned, biting one of her hooves hard.

“F-Fuck, you feel way better than I thought you would, Dust!” Rainbow breathed out after a few minutes of relentless, hard, solid fucking. “You’re almost as tight as that other cheeky bitch I fucked right here, on this bed, in this same position a few months ago!” She groaned, shifting her pace to faster but shorter thrusts without sacrificing the ass-spreading force of her humps. “What was that bitch’s name? Oh yeah, some dumb slut by the name of Indigo Zap, or something like that!”

“You WHAT!?” Lightning Dust howled, her rage revived, but as soon as it erupted, it was brought down by Dash’s merciless thrusts.

“S-Shit! I-I’m gonna fucking cum! Shit, shit, FUCK!” Rainbow screamed next to Dust’s ear, making her wince. She felt the prismatic maned pegasus’ orgasm run down her back, flank, and thighs as she slumped over her back. Knowing this was her one chance to turn the tables, she buttheaded her rival, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure, before escaping from under her, groaning and moaning all the way as the thick cock popped out of her abused asshole.

She jumped Rainbow a moment later, straddling her as she removed the magical strap-on from her nethers. She jumped back and put it on, shivering at the new, uncomfortable sensation of now having a cock. “You fucking bitch!” She shouted on weakened legs. That didn’t stop her from smacking Rainbow’s ass a few times making her cry out before flipping her around so she’d be belly up.

Unlike Dash, Lightning didn’t tread carefully before sticking the wet, slick cockhead inside her asshole.

“FFFFFFFuuuucking Celestia, Dust! Some of us aren’t whores like you!” She protested as her ass was pierced inch by inch by her own dildo.

“Shut up, you damnable skank!” Lightning retorted. “How dare you fuck my little sister!?”

“Wait, what?” Rainbow asked, genuinely confused a moment or two before Lightning bottomed out. “Holy fucking Tartarus---! I-Indigo Zap is your little sister!?” She asked, incredulous. Then, as Lightning began to withdraw and start the ravaging of her asshole, she smirked widely. “Ha! No wonder you smelled familiar. The scent of cunt must run in the family~”

Lightning Dust flared her nostrils at the taunt, rage filling her heart. Leaving all pretense aside, she began to hump and thrust and smack Rainbow’s ass as she laid on top of her, her mouth biting against the nape of her neck as both mares pulled and yanked on each other's manes. Their teats brushed against each other, their bellies touched, and they could feel the warmth and heartbeat of the other.

Nothing short of a loathsome experience for them to endure.

The two mares groaned, and cursed their names, their legacies, their everything as Lightning proceeded to annihilate Rainbow’s asshole. The height of emotions was too much for the mares, however. The fight had left them far too tired, their half-drunken estate made their emotions dizzy and heightened their sensibility, and now their fucking was the last straw.

“Fuck you, Dash!” Screamed Lightning as she came.

“Fuck you, Dust!” Howled Rainbow as another climax struck her.

Lightning Dust pulled out, not wanting to remain connected to her hated rival for much longer than needed for her own pleasure to materialize. She fumbled with the locks for a few seconds before it came undone and tossed it aside, forgotten. She then fell on the bed and closed her eyes, allowing darkness to claim her.

“Heh… I won,” Rainbow muttered before her world blackened.

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Scootaloo was worried. She had been worried half to death when she heard the rumors that Rainbow had gotten into a fight during her morning stroll, but no one had seen the actual fight take place. So, armed with nothing but her worry, she’d enlisted the aid of a friend to fly her up to her idol and kind-of-but-not-really big sister’s house.

“Thanks again, Cherry Blossom!” She said as she jumped off of the wacky aircycle the Earth Pony had invented.

“No problem, little fellah! Yuh sure yuh don’t want me to wait for yee?” She asked through her thick, funny accent.

“Nah, I’m good. Look, the door’s open, so Rainbow must be inside. She’ll take me down to the ground,” with a final salute, the filly and the mare went their separate ways. Scootaloo waited until Cherry was gone to rush into the house. “Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Daaaaaaaash!” She screamed as she made her way to said mare’s room.

The filly stopped dead on her tracks when she found Rainbow Dash spooning with Lightning Dust, curled up and sleeping soundly over her bed. It would’ve been an almost romantic scene, were it not for the dried blood on both of them, the black eyes they sported, the busted lip on Lightning and her missing tooth, not to mention the heavily bloodied nose of Dash, her bruised, swallowed cheek, and the patch of mane missing from Lightning’s scalp. And the many, many, many other injuries across their bodies.

So, Scootaloo did the only thing sensible for a filly her age.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

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“You have one heck set of lungs there, kiddo,” Lightning complained as she took a sip out of her coffee. “Dammit, I’m gonna need to see a doctor to regrow my damn tooth.”

“Sorry you had to see that, Scootaloo,” Rainbow apologized. “We were a bit drunk last night, tensions were high, and we were a bit out of our minds,” she said, scratching the back of her head. “And we got into a bit of a fight, no big deal.”

“Then why were you cuddling--”

“Drunk. Tired. Can’t remember a damn thing,” Lightning interjected, blushing hard.

“Yeah, that,” Rainbow agreed, blushing as hard as her rival.

Lightning glanced at Rainbow for a few seconds, then at Scootaloo and lowered her head. “Kid?” She called, getting her their attention. “I’m sorry for trying to force you into a dangerous situation without proper practice. And I’m sorry for thinking you're a coward. Coming up here despite knowing you can’t fly takes guts, and I mean it!”

“Thanks, Lightning Dust!” Scootaloo replied before taking a sip of her chocolate milk.

Rainbow Dash had her mouth hanging open, astonished at what Lightning had done. But she relaxed a second later, winking at her rival and earning a coy smile from the yellow maned pegasus. Deciding everything was well and in order, she took a huge bite out of her fresh, steamy pancakes.

Scootaloo put her glass on the table. “Though... I have a question,” she pointed a hoof at a rather large and familiar object. “What’s with the thick sword laying on the ground?”

Rainbow nearly choked with her mouthful of pancakes while Lightning fell back, laughing.

On another part of Ponyville, in a dark room, laid Berry Punch with a glass of wine in one hoof while the other was rubbing her pussy furiously. On the screen before her, the fight between Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust was playing; she’d follow them after their little argument inside her bar to see what might happen. Seeing the end result of their mutual thrashing, she was so glad she followed her guts.

“Damn, this is going to be worth a loooooot of bits~” She giggled happily.

The End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!