Chapters Cadance's Clothesfree Camping Curriculum
NO CLOTHING ALLOWED BEYOND THIS POINT.
The official-looking sign stood mounted on a post, about half a mile down the trail from Camp Everfree’s parking lot. Twilight Sparkle took off her glasses, then squinted at the sign again, as if to make sure her eyes weren’t somehow playing tricks on her-- which they weren’t. She furrowed her brow, and then looked over her shoulder at her six best friends.
“I’m not the only one who’s seeing that sign, right?”
“That’s new.” Sunset Shimmer cracked a smile.
“More like that’s nude , right?” Pinkie Pie giggled, then peeled out of her t-shirt to reveal a heroically-strained bra, patterned with pictures of cupcakes. Pinkie reached behind her back and undid the clasp to her bra, shrugging out of it with a near-audible bounce as her heavy tits were freed.
“Pinkie!” Rarity held a hand to her mouth, but didn’t look away from the sight of Pinkie’s voluptuous form. “What are you doing?”
“Following the rules for once!” Pinkie Pie pushed both her shorts and panties down at the same time, and bent over to wriggle them past her sneakers. She made it a point to wiggle her broad rump at Rarity, then stood up straight again, happily, carelessly displaying herself to her friends. Rainbow Dash wolf-whistled from the back of the group, while Applejack rolled her eyes and Fluttershy blushed.
“I … don’t think that’s necessary.” Twilight Sparkle said. “I bet this is just leftover from the last set of campers, y’know? I mean, Cadance basically rented out the whole camp for this special retreat of hers, so it follows that someone else could do the same, and run the camp, uh, their way. The … no pants kind of way.”
“The best way!” Pinkie Pie said. “Now c’mon, you guys! Line up, and strip down! That’s what the sign says!”
“I ain’t takin’ my britches off just ‘cause somebody put a sign out.” Applejack crossed her arms over her chest.
“I concur.” Rarity laid a hand on Applejack’s arm. “Why, for all we know, this could just be some sort of perverse joke. Why, what if someone’s lurking in the bushes with a camera?”
“Then I hope that someone shares the pics with me later!” Pinkie Pie turned and winked at a clump of greenery, clasping her hands behind her head in a pin-up-esque pose. She stood that way for a moment, then slumped her shoulders and let out a disappointed “aw” once she realized no click of a camera shutter was forthcoming.
“Let’s just get to camp.” Sunset Shimmer fiddled with the straps of her duffel bag. “We can stow our gear, then come back with some tools to take the sign down.”
“Does that mean I’ll have to get dressed again?” Pinkie Pie pouted.
“Eventually?” Sunset Shimmer said with a shrug.
“Welp! Guess that means I’ll just have to enjoy naked time ‘til then. Whee!” Pinkie Pie bounded down the trail, clad only in sneakers and knee-high socks. The rest of the girls followed her down the winding dirt path, and emerged out into Camp Everfree.
The midmorning sun shone down on the camp, already hot enough to bake the ground to the point where each footstep kicked up a small cloud of dust. Empty of campers, the camp had even more of a wilderness air to it than usual. Cicadas and songbirds chirped from the trees, for once not drowned out by the shouts and laughter of rowdy teenagers.
“Oh man, this is just like the beginning of Camp Bloodbath!” Rainbow Dash said as she looked around the empty campground. “Or, like, every other slasher movie ever.”
“Those movies are so scary.” Fluttershy murmured, and took a step back to hide behind Rarity.
“You think every movie past a PG rating is scary, Fluttershy.” Rainbow said.
“That’s not true.” Fluttershy murmured from over Rarity's shoulder. “I watch a lot of por-- a lot of foreign films.”
Rarity arched an eyebrow.
“Well, ya ain’t gonna be watchin’ much of anything for the next week.” Applejack tilted up the brim of her hat, and looked the camp over once more. “Nothin’ like takin’ it easy for a whole week, getting back to basics. And whatever Twilight’s sister-in-law’s got cooked up. And, uh … just what does she have cooked up? Ain’t gonna be another of those things where we gotta blast somebody with that magic friendship beam again, is it?”
“I hope not.” Twilight said. “Especially since getting the timing on this was really tricky-- Cadance said she wanted to try out an experimental curriculum. She didn’t give me much in the way of details, but I gather this is kind of a … pilot program? Like, we’re a proof-of-concept class. Or something.”
“Huh.” Applejack said. “I just hope we don’t spend all our time curriculatin’ or whatever. It’d be a damn shame if we were here all week and didn’t get a chance to go fishin’.”
“Or skinny dipping!” Pinkie Pie giggled, then turned a naked cartwheel across the grass of Camp Everfree’s parade ground, surprisingly acrobatic despite her zaftig build. She landed on her feet with a jiggle. “Or skinny everything-elsing! Everything’s more fun when you don’t have pants on!”
“I’m sure there will be plenty of time for, uh … activities.” Twilight said. “But if you’re that concerned about it, you can ask Cadance directly. She’s got to be somewhere around here-- like in the dining hall, maybe? I’ll go look.” She glanced around the empty camp, then set off towards the large wooden building at the other end.
“And maybe if we’re lucky, we can talk to Cadance before Pinkie Pie gives her a show.” Twilight murmured to herself. It didn’t take long for her to get to the dining hall and push the door open. Like the rest of the camp, the dining hall was oddly, eerily quiet without campers.
“Hello?” Twilight Sparkle’s voice echoed through the hall. “Cadance? Are you there?”
“Oh, hi Twilight!” Cadance’s voice came from the direction of the kitchen. “I was just getting something to drink, I’ll be out in a minute!” The sound of Twilight’s favorite babysitter turned favorite sister-in-law’s voice was as reassuring as it always was. “You want anything?”
“I’m good, thanks! And take your time! I know we’re running a little bit early.” Twilight smiled, then turned to idly look over some old photographs hanging from the wall, documenting the hijinks of campers past. “We’ve barely been here for half an hour, and Pinkie’s already … well, being Pinkie.”
“I’d be concerned if she was anyone else.” Cadance walked out of the kitchen, carrying a steaming mug of sweet-smelling coffee in hand. Twilight turned to face her, then gasped as she saw Cadance.
All of Cadance. As, apart from a pair of hiking boots, the young woman was stark naked.
“What’s wrong, Twilight?” Cadance tilted her head to the side, curious. “Didn’t you see the sign?”
Cadance's Clothesfree Camping Curriculum
Cadance wore nothing, and wore it very, very well.
Every part of her was blessed in some way. She had clear skin, long legs, a trim waist, simply glorious hair, and a … generous bust. For years, Twilight had looked up to Cadance as the very model of of charm and beauty, an example of what a young woman should be.
And what Cadance was, was naked.
“Um!” Twilight’s cheeks went red, and her brain went blue-screen. She pivoted on one heel, and then started intently staring at the photographs of (thankfully clothed) campers on the wall. “I’msorryIdidn’tknowyouwereindecenthahaha.” She said.
“I’m sorry, Twilight.” Cadance said. “I didn’t mean to shock you. There’s a reason I’m not wearing any clothes right now.”
“And that is … ?”
“It’s all part of the curriculum.”
“The what?”
“It’ll all make sense in time, I promise. But first, let’s go find your friends so I can explain it all at once.”
“I … guess that makes sense.” Twilight turned her head slightly to peek at Cadance from the corner of her eye to verify that she was still smiling, still naked, and still gorgeous. Which meant Twilight wasn’t hallucinating.
She wasn’t sure if she should’ve been relieved or disappointed.
Twilight made it a point to walk in front of Cadance, so as not to be tempted to watch the sway of her hips with each step. So long as she kept her eyes pointed forward, Twilight told herself she could keep pretending that there was some semblance of normalcy, and absolutely nothing scandalous going on--
--until she saw Pinkie Pie lounging on a picnic table, wearing nothing but her sneakers. Twilight briefly hoped she didn’t get splinters anywhere uncomfortable.
“Oh, hi there!” The Rubenesque, pink-haired girl bounced to her feet and waved at Cadance. “You saw the sign too?”
“Pinkie, I posted the sign.”
“Lady, I like the cut of your jib!” Pinkie Pie winked and pointed finger-guns at Cadance, who just smiled and laughed.
“Looks like she ain’t wearin’ a jib to cut.” Applejack said with a shake of her head.
“A jib is a sail, darling. Not a garment.” Rarity noted. She feigned casualness, though a faint, rosy blush tinted her cheeks as she got sight o Cadance.
“I know this may be a little … different.” Cadance said. “But I’m glad at least one of you has gotten into the spirit already.”
“Into the spirit, and out of my pants!” Pinkie Pie said, and did a little pirouette.
“Let me explain.” Cadance said. “Remember when I told you this week was part of an experimental curriculum I’m developing?”
“Uh, yes?” Twilight said. “What’s that got to do with … um, this?”
“Nudity is a cornerstone of the project. Since both the students-- you –and the staff-- me –are nude, it puts everyone on equal footing. Furthermore, by forcing you out of your normal comfort zone, albeit in a safe way, it’ll allow you to open yourself up to new experiences and opportunity for growth. Think of it like a … uniform, almost?”
“Or an un -dress code, am I right?” Pinkie Pie winked and did fingerguns again.
Cadance shook her head with a laugh. “I think I’ve created a monster.”
“So the sign … wasn’t a joke.” Twilight said.
“Nope.” Cadance said. “In fact, it’s kind of an experiment-- a way to see how the students might react. Creates something of a conformity paradox-- do you obey the rules of the sign, or the socially constructed modesty that modern culture drilled into you?”
“That’s a lot of egghead talk for someone with her tits out.” Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “You’re making this sound like school .”
“Don’t worry, Rainbow-- apart from a few … guided sessions each day, you’ll be free to enjoy everything Camp Everfree has to offer. Au naturale, in naturale.” Cadance grinned, then winked and did fingerguns herself.
“Great, now there’s two of them.” Rarity said, deadpan.
“I, um, have a question.” Fluttershy raised her hand from the back of the group.
“What’s that?” Cadance said. “And kudos for getting into the spirit of things already!”
The rest of the girls blinked, then turned towards their shyest friend-- who stood with her sundress and underwear already tucked beneath her arm. Free of clothing, Fluttershy looked like nothing so much as some nymph or forest goddess. Her form was slimmer than Cadance’s centerfold-worthy body (much less Pinkie’s eye-pleasing proportions), but stunning, all the same. A warm breeze wafted through her long hair, and a small bluebird fluttered over to perch on her shoulder.
“Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash sputtered. “How come you’re--”
“It’s the rules, like she said.” Fluttershy nodded, primly. “Besides, it feels … “ she gave a little shiver, despite the warm weather. “Nice.”
“But you wear a wet suit every time we go to the beach!” Rainbow Dash sputtered.
“That’s because I’m afraid of jellyfish. But since they only live in saltwater, I should be okay.” Fluttershy nodded.
“That’s what’s kept you from wearing a bikini?” Rainbow Dash said.
“Beach attire aside, I think Fluttershy had a question?” said Cadance.
“Oh, um, right.” Fluttershy murmured. “Just, um … what are we going to do in these, uh … guided sessions?”
“That’s a good question! For the most part they’re going to be group exercises. A chance to get closer, and explore new ideas in a safe, controlled environment. I don’t want to give too much away, as I’ve designed each guided session to stem from the last, and build a sense of anticipation. But believe me, you’ll enjoy it.” Cadance beamed. “But for now, why don’t you guys get settled in? There are tents already set up at the campsite over there. In about an hour, meet me back at the dining hall, and we’ll get started!”
Cadance turned to go-- then snapped her fingers. “Oh! And one more thing. I’ll expect all of you to be nude when I see you again. In fact, I’d like all of you to sort your gear-- you can keep your footgear, and hats-- but I’d like to hang onto the rest of your clothing for safekeeping. Not like you’re going to need it for the rest of the week, right? So see you soon!” And with that, Cadance headed off, back towards the dining hall.
“Welp, ‘least I get to keep my hat.” Applejack ran a finger across the brim of her battered stetson.
“That’s what you’re thinking about?” Rarity huffed.
“Honestly, darlin’, I ain’t sure what to think.”
“That’s the point! The whole program’s designed to keep us off balance!” Pinkie Pie stood on one foot and bent at the waist, holding her other leg straight out behind her in a ballet-ish pose. She wobbled a little, heavy tits hanging downward as she leaned forward, but managed to keep herself from falling.
“We … don’t have to do this.” Sunset Shimmer finally spoke up. “I mean, personally, I don’t care about taking my clothes off. Back in Equestria, we tended not to wear much of anything unless it was a special occasion. But if any of you guys are uncomfortable, we can just … go.”
“We can’t.” Twilight shook her head.
“Why, because you said you’d help Cadance with her buck naked therapy thing?” Rainbow Dash said.
“Partly that.” Twilight nodded. “But also … what if there’s more to it? What if Cadance stumbled across some kind of magical … thing, and now she’s been corrupted into some kind of lust-crazed succubus? Or what if it’s not Cadance at all? What if we’ve just been talking to some kind of strange magical shapeshifter who is also a lust-crazed succubus? Or what if she’s being mind controlled by a strange magical shapeshifter who is also a lust crazed succubus?”
“I … kind of hate how plausible that is.” Sunset Shimmer rubbed at the bridge of her nose.
“Oh my.” Fluttershy held a hand up to her mouth. “Then maybe we should go.”
“Aw, does that mean I have to put my pants back on?” Pinkie Pie pouted.
Twilight shook her head. “We can’t. If something’s happened to Cadance, it’s up to us to find out. But at the same time, we can’t let her know that we’re suspicious. Which means we follow the, uh, curriculum.” She looked in the direction of the dining hall, and toyed with the hem of her shirt.
“That’s a good point. I can use my powers to peek inside Cadance’s head, but I’ll need to get close enough to touch her.”
“And when she’s not looking, we hit her with a rainbow laser!” Rainbow Dash cracked her knuckles in anticipation.
“I’m hoping it won’t come to that.” Twilight closed her eyes and took in a deep breath before she took off her t-shirt.
“And if she’s not a magical lust-demon from another plane of existence?” Rarity said.
“Then … I guess we wind up helping Cadance out with her project anyway?” Twilight ventured.
“That’d be nice. I mean, I … kind of like it here. Like this. There’s something kind of freeing about being naked.” Fluttershy’s voice took on the slightest tinge of a growl. “Primal.”
“Right?” Pinkie Pie giggled, and pulled Fluttershy in for a warm, cuddly hug. Fluttershy let out a faint sigh at the skin to skin contact, and leaned into Pinkie’s arms.
“So either we save the world again, or we spend a week at camp.” Sunset Shimmer undid the top button of her shorts. “But either way, looks like we’re doing it without any clothes on.”
Cadance's Clothesfree Camping Curriculum
Twilight Sparkle stepped out of her tent, and felt the warm summer sun on her skin.
All of her skin.
Save for her sneakers, glasses, and the necklace with her magical superpower geode, she was absolutely bare, exposing herself to the world. Or, well, at least to her friends. Twilight fidgeted with her hands, fighting down the urge to cover herself. After all, all of her friends were just as naked as she was. On one level, it was like looking at her friends in a completely new light. Oh, she’d caught fleeting glimpses of skin in the locker rooms, but never anything like this. Twilight bit at her lower lip, and curled her toes within her shoes. Compared to her friends, she was … unimpressive. She wasn’t as tall as Applejack, or as athletic as Rainbow Dash. Not as curvy as Pinkie, as elegant as Rarity, as slim as Fluttershy, or as … perfect as Sunset Shimmer.
Twilight found herself staring at the subtle lines of the redhead’s back, eyes tracking down the curve of her spine, to her tight, rounded butt. Obviously, there had been some kind of magic involved when Sunset came over from the pony dimension, Twilight concluded. She briefly wondered what she’d change about herself, if given the chance. Would it be, like, magical plagiarism if she modeled her ideal body on Sunset’s borderline-bombshell figure? Of course, using such powerful magic for something so trivial would be completely irresponsible, and--
“Yo, earth to Twilight?” Rainbow Dash snapped her fingers in front of Twilight’s face.
“I’m paying attention!” Twilight shook her head, and turned to face her rainbow haired friend.
“To Sunset’s ass! Ha!” Rainbow Dash laughed too hard at her own joke, as she usually did. “But I guess I can’t blame her. She’s got a great ass.”
“I do?” Sunset Shimmer twisted a little as she tried to get a look at herself. Which, coincidentally, put the rest of ten out of ten body on display. “I always thought it was a little flat.”
“That just means you keep in shape! And what a shape, am I right?” Rainbow winked.
“Please, Rainbow.” Rarity peered at Rainbow Dash over the rim of her cats-eye sunglasses. “You needn’t be crass about it.”
“Don’t act like you haven’t been scoping Applejack out this whole time, Rarity. You’ve just been hiding it behind your shades! I’m onto you.” She grinned.
“Wait what?” Applejack looked down at her gym-commercial-worthy body, then looked up at Rarity. “Is that true?”
“Ahahahahah.” Rarity forced a laugh and slid her sunglasses back into place, though they did little to hide the rosy blush rising in her cheeks. “I’m not staring . I’m … appreciating. I mean, look at you, Applejack.” Rarity took a half step closer to the farmgirl, reaching out for just a moment before she pulled her hand back. “You are, objectively speaking, gorgeous. Why, if it weren’t for that hat of yours, you’d look like some sort of amazon warrior?”
“Heeeey.” Rainbow Dash rubbed at her chin. “Last time we went to camp we got magic superpowers-- how cool would it be if this time, we got magic swords? That’d totally be worth a little bit of boob sunburn!”
“I, um, I have sunscreen if you need it.” Fluttershy said.
“We’re getting sidetracked.” Sunset Shimmer said. “Let’s worry less about swords, and more about finding out if Cadance is under the influence of rogue magic, alright? And if we’re going to do that, we’re gonna have to be … casual. So we might as get the awkwardness out of the way, right? I mean, no use in staring-- we’re all young women in pretty much peak condition. I’m hot, Applejack’s hot, Twilight’s hot--”
“I am?” Twilight blurted.
“--and if we spend all of our time just scoping each other out, then we might miss something important.” Sunset Shimmer flicked her crimson hair over her shoulder. “So let’s just get the awkwardness out of the way already, ‘cause we’ve got work to do.”
“Sunset’s right.” Twilight nodded. “It may be a little weird now, but a little … exposure really doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things if the world’s in danger. And if it is, we can save Cadance from whatever magical thingie that’s got her, and then we can put our clothes back on and never talk about this again.”
“And if it isn’t?” Pinkie Pie canted her head to the side.
“I, uh, guess then we just follow Cadance’s … program? She keeps on saying it’ll be fun--”
“Neat! ‘cause I’m already having fun!” Pinkie Pie bounced in place, all jiggly enthusiasm. “Everything’s more fun when you’re naked!”
Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Twilight found herself reassured by her friend’s optimism. “Pinkie, I hope you’re right.”
Cadance met them at the dining hall. As expected, she was nude save for her hiking boots, and a fanny pack slung loosely around her shapely hips. She smiled as she sized up the septet, gaze flicking over the clean, bare skin of her erstwhile ‘students.’
“I know this may feel a little strange for some of you, but I promise, that feeling will pass. By the end of the week, you won’t want to get dressed again. And if you’re lucky, you just might not have to.” Cadance winked.
“Woo!” Pinkie Pie cheered.
“Now, I see you’ve all brought your gear-- did everyone take out everything they needed? Socks? Matches? Flashlights, that sort of thing?”
The girls nodded.
“Perfect! In that case, follow me.” Cadance turned around (offering quite the view of her heart-shaped derriere) and headed into the dining hall. “We’ll keep everyone’s clothes stowed in this closet for the week.”
“Is that … strictly necessary?” Twilight said.
“It is!” Cadance said, cheery. “Remember, a cornerstone of the program is getting you out of your comfort zone. And, by handing your clothes over, it ensures that you stay out of your comfort zone, which will give you the chance to acclimate to the new normal.”
“The naked normal, more like!” Pinkie said.
“That’s right!” Cadance smiled, and slid open a closet door. “Now, just put your bags on the shelves, and we’ll get them back to you at the end of the week.”
“Okie dokie!” Pinkie Pie said, and tossed her suitcase in. Rarity went next, though her luggage took a little bit longer to stow away.
“Mmmf. Pity I won’t get to show off the special matching outfits I made for everyone … “ Rarity sighed.
“Y’know, maybe this whole ‘camp naked’ thing ain’t a bad idea after all.”
“Hush, Applejack.”
The rest of the girls followed suit. Sunset Shimmer put her bag in last-- though as she did so, Cadance stood too far away for an ‘accidental’ touch that could trigger a memory-dive.
“Is that everyone?” Cadance confirmed, then shut the closet door. “And, just to be sure … “ Cadance pulled a combination lock out of her fanny pack, and used it to lock the closet door with a resounding ‘click.’
“Is that … strictly necessary?” Twilight stared at the lock.
“It will be if I move the program to a larger class size, just as an anti-theft precaution. It’s not that I don’t trust you, Twilight-- I just want to make sure my instruction’s the same no matter how many students I have. And, speaking of which, it’s time we move onto the next part of the curriculum!” Cadance clapped her hands. “There are seven paper bags on the table over there-- I’d like all of you to grab one, and look inside.”
The girls went over and picked bags. The brown grocery paper crinkled under Twilight’s fingers. Curious, she opened up the top and looked inside--
Wieners.
The thick, long sausages were still sealed in their package, but still had an undeniably phallic look. Twilight blushed, then shook her bag a little to make sure she hadn’t somehow missed something. But no, all wieners. Was this some kind of lewd joke? Or was this somehow part of a sex-ed program? Though in that case, Twilight thought that bananas were the more common item to be used for demonstrating the correct way to put on a condom. She shook her head and looked up-- surely, there must have been some kind of mistake. She looked to her right, where her friend Pinkie stood, looking into her bag with wide-eyed interest.
“Ooooh, Ding Dongs!” Pinkie Pie cheered.
“What.” Twilight said.
“Ding Dongs!” Pinkie Pie reached into her bag and triumphantly pulled out a box of chocolate snack cakes.
“Oh. Oh .” Twilight said.
“What gives? I only got condiments.” Rainbow Dash pulled a bottle of ketchup out of her bag.
“I get it.” Sunset Shimmer took a bag of hot dog buns out of her own bag. “We each get one part of lunch, and it’s up to us to figure out how to share it.”
“Ah, what a lovely idea!” Rarity said. “Especially since all my bag appears to have is a jar of pickles. Not exactly an appealing meal on its own.”
“Oooh,” Pinkie Pie leaned on Rarity’s shoulder to peer into her bag. “Are you saying you wouldn’t … relish the idea?”
Rarity sighed, and thrust her bag into Pinkie’s arms. “Let’s just have lunch, then. That way we’ll at least be spared from your terrible puns while you eat.”
“Okay!” Pinkie Pie said, cheerily.
In short order, the girls pooled their resources. Applejack’s bag just held charcoal and matches, so she went to a metal grill outside and got a fire going in short order. Fluttershy’s bag held various bottled drinks (non-alcoholic, to Twilight’s relief), and soon they rummaged some ice and a cooler out of the dining hall kitchen as well.
Pinkie Pie happily took over the grill and started warming up hot dogs, bravely facing the fire with nothing but a thin, too-small apron she found in the dining hall’s kitchen. Twilight supposed the apron didn’t violate Cadance’s ‘no clothing’ rule, mostly because of the way it strained to fully cover Pinkie’s more-than-ample chest, with one or both of Pinkie’s thick nipples poking out the side more often than not. Which was to say nothing of the way the little bow tied at the small of Pinkie’s back almost presented her more-than-sizable rump like a gift.
Twilight wrenched her eyes away from Pinkie’s rump and got herself an iced tea. She gulped down nearly half of the cold, refreshing liquid, then let herself look back at her friends. They cooked, they ate, they laughed. All and all, it was just like a barbecue out at Applejack’s farm-- except for the utter lack of clothing. The division of resources was obviously a team building exercise. And a welcome distraction, to boot. As things went on, it became less awkward. Slightly. At least, on a purely objective level, the summer sun was warm enough that not bothering with clothing was quite the logical option. Even the mild activity of putting lunch together was enough to make Twilight thirsty.
“What’re you thinking about?” Cadance asked, snapping Twilight out of her thoughtful daze.
“Oh!” Twilight blurted. “Nothing! Or, uh-- well, just … getting used to things, I guess? I mean, it’s not every day that you and your friends run around the woods naked. Ha ha.”
“Not every day yet .” Cadance winked.
“Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well, one of my goals with the program is that it’s not a singular experience. Participants would be encouraged to come back for later sessions, possibly as staff. Or they might even branch out and start exploring the concepts on their own … it might even become something of a social movement! Just imagine, people shedding their inhibitions, walking proudly naked down the street without a care in the world … “ Cadance trailed off into a daydreamy sigh.
“Uh. Ooooh-kay?” Twilight blinked, then drained the last of her iced tea. An idea began to form. “Hey, Sunset? Could you get me another drink?”
“Sure thing, Twilight.” Sunset bent over to rummage through the cooler. Twilight made it a point not to look Sunset’s magically-perfect body over as she did so. She stood, bringing over a fresh iced tea in each hand--
--so Twilight tripped her.
It was a subtle thing, just a foot out in her path. Sunset stumbled, perhaps more than she needed to-- she even had enough time to share a wink with Twilight before she stepped right into Cadance. Sunset’s eyes shimmered green, and for a moment, everyone went silent.
“Whoa, easy there!” Cadance took Sunset by the shoulders and stood her on her two feet again. “Gotta watch where you step!”
“Eheh, sorry.” Sunset blinked and her eyes stopped glowing before Cadance could see. “Just … happy to be at camp, I guess?”
“Me too!” Cadance beamed. “Anyway, you guys have been doing great so far. I’ve got a little work I need to do to get ready for the next group exercise. You guys enjoy the rest of your lunch, and make sure you clean up afterward. I’ll let you hang out and get settled in, and then we’ll meet up at the dining hall again in a couple of hours for the next group activity. See you then!” She turned around, and briskly walked off, each stride making Cadance’s ass move in an almost hypnotic manner.
Twilight waited until her sister in law was out of sight before she focused on Sunset. “Well?”
“Okay, so … it was a little bit jumbled, but I don’t think Cadance has been possessed, or replaced, or is under the influence of Equestrian magic, or anything like that.”
“But?” Twilight said. “It … sounds like there’s a but.”
“Well.” Sunset Shimmer’s cheeks tinted in an uncharacteristic blush. “From what I saw, Cadance is … horny. Really, really horny.”
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Twilight woke up in her own tent, but not in her own bed.
That last part was debatable, at least. She hadn’t been at camp long enough to claim one bunk or the other. There was at least a 50 percent chance that the rickety bedframe and thin mattress could be ‘hers.’ Which would mean that it was Sunset Shimmer was the one technically not where she was supposed to be.
Twilight breathed in deeply, and snuggled back into the warmth of Sunset’s embrace. She luxuriated in the feel of bare skin on bare skin. Memories of the night before came to mind, and Twilight blushed.
“Hey.” Sunset Shimmer’s breath washed over Twilight’s ear, right before her tongue did.
“M-morning!” Twilight sputtered as her heart began beating faster. “I, uh … Sunset? Can we talk?”
“Of course.” Sunset immediately took her mouth away from Twilight’s earlobe. Mattress springs creaked underneath her as she let go of Twilight and sat up. Twilight briefly lamented the lack of contact, then rolled out of bed. She picked up her glasses from where she’d left them, then put them on. The simple act of putting her glasses on reminded Twilight that, apart from footwear, there was nothing else for her to put on. Likewise, her glasses put her vision into focus, allowing her to fully appreciate the sight of Sunset Shimmer. She was just as supermodel-perfect as it was the night before, but her sleep-mussed hair made her look more approachable.
Twilight bit her lower lip. “So. Um. About last night--”
“It was great, wasn’t it?” Sunset Shimmer waggled her eyebrows suggestively. Which seemed like a moot point given the way the rest of her body did far more than ‘suggest.’
“Y-yeah.” Twilight admitted with a blush. “But, uh … I … just wanted to make sure it wasn’t going to be, um … weird. Now.”
“Why would it be weird?”
“I mean, apart from the part where my sister in law took us out to a summer camp and had us all take our clothes off and encouraged us to have sex for the rest of the week?”
“Okay, point.” Sunset Shimmer said. “But, y’know, I’m also from an alternate dimension where everyone is a magic pony. Weird is relative.”
“I know, I know. And last night was nice, but--”
“But?”
“I … I don’t want you to feel like you, y’know … have to--”
“Twilight.” Sunset Shimmer stood in a smooth motion, then stepped up very, very close. “Last night was my first time too.”
“Your first time as a human?”
“My first time, period.” Sunset reached out and laid her hands on Twilight’s waist, drawing her closer.
“Really?” Twilight blurted.
“Mmmhmm. Back home, I was a little too busy trying to take over the world to … get close to anybody. But now that I’m over that whole ‘megalomania’ thing, I’m looking forward to making up for lost time. With you.” Sunset leaned in and kissed Twilight, softly.
“Oh.” Twilight murmured, and held a hand up to her lips, still tingling from the kiss.
Sunset kept kissing Twilight-- on her jawline, on her neck, on her collarbone –until she finally dipped her head to take one of Twilight’s pert nipples into her mouth. Twilight melted under the attention, arcing her back to give her body to Sunset-- and Sunset certainly was happy to take everything so offered, and then some.
Sunset trailed kisses down Twilight’s chest, belly-- and then finally down between her legs. She looked up at Twilight, a question in her eyes. Twilight nodded eagerly, and Sunset winked in reply. This done, she turned her attention to the delicate, tempting flesh between Twilight’s legs, and parted her lips to gently kiss at her folds. The purple haired girl gasped aloud, grabbing fistfuls of bedsheet as she writhed in pleasure. Sunset pushed her tongue into Twilight’s pussy, dragging it up and down in long, firm strokes, each one enough to make Twilight moan aloud.
It didn’t take long. Either Sunset had learned all of Twilight’s most sensitive spots the night before, or Twilight was riding a wave of morning horniness. Likely both. Twilight came suddenly, thoroughly, her pussy clenching and trembling around Sunset’s tongue. Her legs twitched, bucked-- and Twilight toppled to the floor of the tent as she accidentally rolled off the side.
“Ah!” Twilight said, more from surprise than pain.
“Sorry!” Sunset Shimmer held both hands up to her sticky mouth, aghast. “Are you okay!”
“I … mmmh--” Twilight’s body shook as an aftershock from her orgasm rippled through her. “I’m … great, actually?” She rubbed at the back of her head, then stared at the ceiling of the tent. “Either it honestly wasn’t that far of a drop, or that orgasm released enough endorphins into my brain that I don’t even register any pain. Which, um … I don’t think that means I’m a masochist, now-- I’m just afraid to ask Cadance because I’m sure she has a very thorough way of finding out and honestly I don’t know if I’m ready for that kind of experimentation even if Rarity says I would look good in black which might just be Rarity being Rarity but you don’t think she’s attracted to me or anything, do you? Because that’s very flattering and Rarity is almost as gorgeous as you are but I wouldn’t want Applejack to get jealous because it seems like they’ve been going out for awhile now which is news to me but--”
“You’re okay.” Sunset Shimmer smiled, and reached out to hold a silencing finger to Twilight’s lips. Then, she helped Twilight back into bed. Sunset took a moment to straighten Twilight’s glasses, then settled in for a kiss and a cuddle. “Funny that you mentioned Cadance, though. And Rarity. Because we should theoretically go see what everyone else is up to. Eventually.” She kissed Twilight’s shoulder.
“Eventually.” Twilight sighed, dreamy. She savored the feeling of soft, warm skin against hers. “I mean, there is something to be said for sleeping in--”
Twilight’s idyllic daydreams were interrupted by another of her baser urges, as her stomach gave a faint rumble. “--but it looks like we burned a lot of calories last night, huh?”
“More fun than cardio, at least. C’mon.” Sunset smooched Twilight on the cheek and clambered out of bed, clasping her arms above her head in a frankly glorious stretch. Twilight stared, jaw hanging open for a moment as she marveled in the other young woman’s magical beauty. “Let’s get some breakfast.”
Twilight untangled herself from the sheets and followed. With her glasses already on, all Twilight had to do was buckle on her watch, slip her shoes on and tie her hair back in a ponytail, and she was ready for another day at this very unique camp. Which, she had to admit, was a very practical argument for nudism. Maybe Cadance really was on to something, here?
Sunset opened up the tent flap, and bright morning light streamed into the tent. Twilight held a hand up to her eyes to shield against the glare and stepped out into the campsite. She sighed pleasantly as a warm breeze washed over her exposed skin, wicking a little bit of the last night’s sweat away.
Twilight checked the time. “Okay, so … I think we’ve got just enough time to clean up a little bit before we’re supposed to be at the dining hall for breakfast.”
“Sounds good.” Sunset nodded. “But we’d better check on the others to make sure they haven’t slept in.”
“Got it.” Twilight nodded in agreement. They tugged back the flaps to Rarity and Applejack’s tent, only to find it empty. Unsurprising, given how often Applejack extolled the virtues of early rising. The tent shared by Fluttershy, Pinkie, and Rainbow Dash, however, was decidedly occupied.
Twilight pushed the tent flap open, and gasped as she saw her friends.
Fucking.
Rainbow and Pinkie laid side by side, clinging to each other for support as they slumped halfway off the bed. Fluttershy knelt between them, with a hand cupped between each of her friends’ legs. A lusty gleam burned in Fluttershy’s eyes as she looked down at the two of them. She flexed her wrists, pushing fingers in and out of Rainbow & Pinkie’s pussies, finger-fucking them hard enough to make Pinkie’s ample tits bounce. Rainbow Dash squinted her eyes closed, taken by the pleasure-- while Pinkie Pie lolled her head back far enough to get an upside-down look at Sunset and Twilight.
“Morning!” Pinkie waved, cheerily-- only to gasp and giggle as Fluttershy’s fingers delved a knuckle deeper. Whatever other greeting she had to offer was lost on breathless lips as a climax (obviously not her first, to judge from Pinkie’s more-frazzled-than-usual hair) wracked her body. Pinkie’s breasts and belly wobbled hypnotically as Pinkie shivered in pleasure.
“Sorry!” Twilight blurted. She tightened her fingers around the canvas of the tent flap, knowing she should close it, somehow, but she didn’t.
Fluttershy blinked, then looked up. “I, uh-- hi?” She sat back onto her heels, her lusty dominance fading away to more of an embarrassed, guilty grin, as if she’d been caught with her hand in a cookie jar, instead of with both hands … decidedly somewhere else. “We, um … didn’t wake you up, did we?”
“Uh. No?” Twilight said. “We, um … kind of came to wake you guys up? But, um, nice to see you’re … already busy?”
“Just a little.” Fluttershy said.
“Mmm!” Pinkie Pie shivered in post-orgasmic contentment, then pulled a semi-coherent Rainbow Dash to her chest for a fond cuddle. “You guys wanna join in?” She crooked a playful, beckoning finger.
“Uh. Maybe later?” Sunset Shimmer said. “We’re, uh … we’re just gonna go get cleaned up, I think. See you at breakfast?”
“Oh, right. Breakfast.” Fluttershy murmured, even as she absentmindedly brought sticky fingers up to her lips. “Can we, um, meet you there? I think Rainbow Dash might need a minute.”
“Hngh.” Rainbow Dash shivered.
“Sure.” Sunset Shimmer said, and laid a hand on Twilight’s shoulder to tug her away from the tent.
“I should have knocked.” Twilight hid her face in her hands.
“I don’t think they would have noticed.” Sunset said, consolingly. “Besides, I don’t think they minded. In fact … that’s the whole point of all this, isn’t it? No clothes. No inhibitions. No shame?”
“You sound like you’re really getting into this.” Twilight said.
“Aren’t you?”
“… yeah.” Twilight admitted, and stole a sidelong glance at Sunset shimmer to verify her friend was still nude, and still absolutely stunning.
“I’m glad to hear that.” Sunset Shimmer leaned over to peck Twilight on the cheek, then went back to her tent. She bent over (briefly offering a simply divine view to Twilight) and rummaged through her mostly empty duffel bag, pulling out a pair of fluffy towels and a mesh toiletries bag. “But let’s not get too distracted-- you still wanted to get cleaned up before breakfast, right?”
“Right.”
The camp shower-house wasn’t far from their campsite. Even still, the short walk got Twilight’s heart beating faster, as if she expected other campers to round the corner at any moment to see her and Sunset Shimmer without a scrap of proper clothing between them. No other campers showed, of course-- as far as Twilight knew, there were only seven people in the entire camp, and it would stay that way the whole week.
Under normal circumstances, the shower-house had plastic curtains set up between faucets, so as to offer bathers privacy. However, the curtains had been removed (whether at Cadance’s direction or just as part of normal maintenance remained up for debate), leaving nothing but a large, tile-floored room with showerheads set into the walls every few feet. Just one of those showerheads was on-- though there were two women beneath it.
Steam wafted through the showers, but did nothing to hide the way Rarity and Applejack clung to each other beneath the stream of warm water. The two were a perfect pair, if not a matched one. Rarity’s pale, delicate body molded up against Applejack’s taller, more powerful form as the shorter fashionista pushed herself up on tiptoe in order to kiss her nigh-amazonian lover. A few trailing suds of soap slithered over wet skin, showing the two had at least made some token effort at using the showers for their intended purpose.
“Should’ve expected this.” Sunset Shimmer said, deadpan.
Her voice traveled easily across the shower-house, and Rarity let out a dismayed squeak. She ducked behind Applejack, ostensibly to hide her own body, but the way her alabaster arms contrasted Applejack’s tanned skin only served to emphasize the farmgirl’s proudly bared musculature.
“Oh! Um. Don’t mind us!” Rarity said with a nervous laugh. “We were, just, ah-- conserving water, that’s all.”
“Don’t worry. We saw Pinkie and Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash going at it just a few minutes ago.” Sunset Shimmer smiled.
“All three of ‘em? Together?” Applejack blinked, then started blushing once Sunset Shimmer nodded.
“Well!” Rarity peeked out from behind Applejack, though her slender hands lingered on the trim lines of the farmgirl’s abdominal muscles. “It sounds like Fluttershy is really getting into the spirit of things. Not surprising, I suppose. You should see some of those Japanese comic books she reads.”
“Fluttershy reads hentai?” Twilight blurted.
“Is that what they’re called?” Rarity blinked.
Twilight squirmed slightly, realizing what she’d just said. “Um. Well. Some of them. The proper term is ‘manga’ but that’s more a name for a medium, one that happens to be split into many different genres, roughly corresponding to what we enjoy here. So there’s science fiction, or history, or fantasy, or school drama, or romance, or … uh, erotica. Which is what hentai is. Not like I read any of that, I’m just aware of the medium as a—eep!”
Twilight’s breathy, hurried monologue trailed off as Sunset turned on the showerhead closest to Twilight, spraying her with a jet of frigid water.
“Thanks for the lecture, Twilight.” Sunset adjusted the knobs until the spray of water got to a far warmer, far more pleasant temperature. Once it did, Sunset Shimmer made things even more pleasant by crowding in beneath the same showerhead, pressing herself up against Twilight’s body.
“Wh-what’re you doing?” Twilight murmured.
“Conserving water.” Sunset Shimmer got a tube of body wash from her shower kit, squeezed a dollop onto her hand, and set about running her palms over Twilight’s body, ostensibly to rinse her off. The gentle nibbling along Twilight’s neck and shoulder, however, didn’t have much to do with getting clean.
Sunset settled in behind Twilight, mirroring Rarity and Applejack’s positioning. Her hands slid up Twilight’s belly and gently squeezed her breasts, showcasing them-- showcasing Twilight, who melted into the attention.
“Uh. Should we go?” Applejack asked, though she didn’t move from beneath her own showerhead, or take her eyes off of her friends.
“Not yet, darling.” Rarity cooed, her own hands sliding lower, between Applejack’s legs. “They haven’t asked us to-- and I still have to repay you a favor from earlier. Spread your feet a little bit, would you?”
Applejack blushed, but complied, widening her stance. Rarity’s dexterous fingers framed Applejack’s pussy, then gently moved to part her swelling folds, showing the farmgirl’s sex off, until she slid two fingers to the top of Applejack’s pussy and started rubbing in tight little circles. Rarity’s attention made Applejack’s entire body tense up, like a spring being steadily wound. Applejack breathed harder, faster, each breath making her chest rise and fall.
Twilight huffed out a breath of her own as Sunset Shimmer mirrored Rarity’s, once again plying at Twilight’s pussy (which was, once again, drippingly wet). She melted into Sunset’s hands, but forced herself to keep her eyes open, all the better to watch Applejack’s gorgeous, amazonian body writhe beneath the warm water-- and Rarity’s hands.
The farmgirl sucked in a deep breath, which caused her round breasts to rise, tense brown nipples pointing outward. Moving without thinking, Twilight crossed the short distance to Applejack and leaned over so she could take one of those nipples between her lips.
Applejack moaned.
Rarity gasped.
Sunset laughed.
The redhead followed Twilight over, unwilling to take her hands away from her friend turned lover. She lowered her head to nibble at Twilight’s shoulder, then slid her hand down between Twilight’s legs again.
“Hey Rarity?” Sunset Shimmer said. “Bet I can make Twilight come before you do the same to Applejack.”
“Hmf!” Rarity flicked wet hair over her shoulder, and pressed herself closer to Applejack’s back. “Don’t you know some things are meant to be savored? You sound like Rainbow Dash.” She flexed her wrist, and Applejack’s mouth dropped open in a silent gasp.
“You’re right, but eventually we’re going to need to get breakfast. Plus, if you stay in the shower too long, you’re going to get all pruney. That can’t be good for your complexion.”
“When you put it that way … “ Rarity smiled, and then started working her hand faster, and lewd, wet sounds could soon be heard even over the patter of the showers. Applejack gasped again, reaching out with strong arms to pull Twilight in closer against her chest. Not one to be outdone, Sunset dragged her fingers to the top of Twilight’s sex, seeking out the nub of her clit. Sunset’s fingertips worked in quick, eager circles, making Twilight moan into Applejack’s tits. Another orgasm surged through Twilight’s body, hard enough to make her knees buckle. She clung to Applejack for support, but soon the taller girl was already trembling from her own orgasm. There was a brief moment, wonderful and terrible, in which Twilight nearly felt herself in free-fall as the other young women in the showers tried to stay on their feet in the slick showers. Somehow, nobody fell to the floor and cracked their head open. Instead, the four of them wound up clinging to each other, savoring the feel of slick, warm skin pressed together.
“Who won?” Rarity said. “I … lost track.”
“Does it really matter?” Sunset Shimmer laughed, then reached over to turn off the showerhead. “Hope we didn’t use up all the hot water. The others will probably want to clean up. Eventually.”
“Eventually.” Twilight echoed, and wiped a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth. She hoped nobody noticed.
“Hoo-ee.” Applejack shivered, and stood up straighter. “That … that was somethin’ else.”
“Oh!” Twilight blinked, and looked up at Applejack from where she leaned against the taller woman’s chest. “I, um-- I didn’t get too carried away, did I?”
“Nah.” Applejack smiled, if guiltily. “I wasn’t expecting it, but it was … nice.”
“Mmmm. You are positively insatiable, darling.” Rarity kissed the back of Applejack’s neck.
Applejack smiled. Blushed. “Uh, thanks? But right now, what I’m feelin’ is hungry. Who knew goin’ at it like this would be such a good way to work up an appetite?”
“It’s almost time to meet at the dining hall.” Sunset Shimmer said. “And, y’know, whatever Cadance has planned after that. But honestly, I dunno if we can top having a foursome in the shower before breakfast.” She giggled, and reached out with both hands to caress her friends.
Twilight’s heart fluttered with nervous anticipation. “Something tells me that’s not going to be a problem.”
Cadance's Clothesfree Camping Curriculum
Breakfast was downright normal, apart from the nudity. As soon as Cadance laid the first platter of pancakes on the table, Twilight and her friends dug in ravenously. Admittedly, Rainbow Dash made some lewd gestures with the sausage links, and Pinkie Pie considered drizzling maple syrup over her chest, but Twilight had come to expect those kinds of goofy jokes from the both of them.
Twilight shoveled down one last butter-drenched bite of pancake, and sighed contentedly, having slaked yet another of her body’s urges (and in a far less exhausting manner). She dabbed her mouth clean with a napkin, then leaned against Sunset Shimmer beside her. In turn, Sunset silently draped an arm around Twilight’s shoulder, pulling her in for a warm morning cuddle. Twilight scooted in closer, pressing the outside of her leg against Sunset’s in an effort maintain as much contact with her as possible.
Once they finished eating, Cadance directed them to collect their plates and dump them into the large sink in the kitchen. As they cleaned up, Twilight wondered if an apron would be against Cadance’s nudity-rules, even if she didn’t wear anything underneath (and maybe accessorized with one of those little French maid hats). But before she could ask Rarity what those little french maid hats were actually called, Cadance herded everyone to back to the ring of cushions and settled in.
“So!” Cadance sat down and crossed her legs. “You’ve all been nude for a little under twenty four hours now. Or, well, I presume you have-- nobody put on pajamas last night when I wasn’t looking, did they?”
“Oh my.” Fluttershy held a hand up to her lips. “I’d never break the rules like that.”
“Especially since PJ’s would get in the way of BJ’s!” Pinkie Pie said with a shameless giggle. “Or, uh … girl-BJ’s, at least. Because Fluttershy had me and Rainbow--”
“Cunnilingus is the proper term.” Cadance didn’t miss a beat. “Terminology aside, I’m glad you’re using this opportunity to explore your sexuality. You’ve all really embraced the spirit of the program.”
“It’s an easy spirit to embrace!” Pinkie beamed. “Especially since it’s mostly about embracing your friends! Naked embracing!” She reached out to either side, pulling Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash into a bosomy hug.
“It’s only been a day, but--” Fluttershy murmured, eyes half-lidding as she cuddled her cheek into Pinkie’s heavy chest. “--I don’t know if I want to go back to ‘normal.’ If I-- if we—could just spend the rest of our lives like this. Just so uninhibited. Like I can just … “ Fluttershy, unable to help herself, took one of Pinkie’s thick nipples into her mouth.
“You’ve really embraced the spirit.” Cadance said, smiling. “So enjoy it while you can. We can’t stay here all year-- it’ll get too cold in a few months, unfortunately. But, once you go home, you should have the knowledge and confidence to find further sexual satisfaction on your own.”
“Mmmhmm.” Fluttershy murmured something vaguely affirmative around Pinkie’s tit.
Cadance just smiled, unphased by the lusty display in front of her. “But, the good news is, there’s an easy way to preserve these memories forever. Ta-da!” And with that, she reached into a bag next to her cushion and pulled out a bulky black camera with a thick lens attached.
“Whoa there!” Applejack blushed, and reflexively pulled a cushion to her chest. “Y’all are gonna take pictures now? So everybody gets to see us naked?”
“Not everyone .” Cadance said. “Just anyone you’d like to share with. If you want, you don’t even have to pose at all, Applejack. Though I hope you do, if nothing else to share with the rest of us. It’s not like we haven’t already seen you naked.” She winked.
“Mmm. She may have a point, Darling.” Rarity laid a gentle hand on Applejack’s shoulder. “In fact, I think I’d rather like to give it a try.”
“You would.” Applejack said.
“Indeed. But just think of it-- a camera like that is to exponentially superior to my phone-- not to mention the matter of angles and suchlike. Any photos Cadance takes should be a lot more visually appealing than those selfies I sent--”
“Rarity!” Applejack said. “That was s’posed to be just between us.”
“Waitwaitwait.” Rainbow Dash looked between Rarity and Applejack. “Are you two guys sexting?”
Rarity shrugged her pale, bare shoulders. “Sometimes I like to showcasecertain … creations for Applejack. She certainly seems to appreciate it.” The purple haired young woman just smiled, and draped herself over Applejack’s toned body. “Isn’t that right? Mmm, remember what you said when I showed off that fishnet top I threw together?”
Applejack didn’t reply, but the red in her cheeks told a story anyway.
“What if the pictures get on the internet?” Sunset Shimmer said, slightly wary. “I mean, I trust you guys, but … you never know.”
“What if they do?” Cadance said. “It’s only embarrassing if you let it embarrass you. If you’re comfortable enough being nude with your friends, then the next step is to be comfortable with strangers. And if your photos are tasteful, semi-professional nudes, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” She held her camera up, and grinned. “Not to mention that there are so many naked pictures on the internet already, you’ll probably get lost in the deluge.”
“Probably?” Sunset Shimmer said.
“She’s got a point.” Twilight mused. “There’s a lot of po-- I mean, there’s a lot of nude photography out there. Nobody will notice another seven girls.”
“Eight!” Cadance turned her camera around and turned it on, revealing a picture of herself on the digital screen, stark naked and holding the camera at a classic ‘selfie angle’ that somehow made her generous bust look even bigger.
“And, uh, until about fifty years ago, a lot of ivy league universities actually required all their students to pose for nude photos.” Twilight cuddled in against Sunset, resting her chin on the redhead’s shoulder. “Ostensibly, it was sort of a screen for spinal conditions, though later researchers tried to use the photos as evidence of physiological social hierarchies, which honestly is just a few steps from phrenology.”
“Or maybe the professors just wanted to see a lot of naked people.” Sunset Shimmer said.
“Or that.” Twilight noted.
“Why do you even know about that, anyway?” Sunset Shimmer asked.
“I’ve been researching college options. Very thoroughly.” Twilight added on.
“Like I said, you guys don’t have to pose if you don’t want to. But at the same time, you’d be wasting an opportunity to remember yourself, and your friends, at a very special time in your life.” Cadance looked outside. “The light’s really good right now-- I thought we could snap some pictures out on the deck, with the lake in the background … who wants to go first?”
Rarity posed.
She sat on the edge of a chair with her legs primly crossed, and her back arched. It was a practiced position, one she’d adopted countless times before whenever she wanted to show off her outfit-- though without a stitch on her, the pose served just as well to exhibit her long legs, perky breasts, and otherwise trim figure. The morning sun and the reflection of the lake in the background only served to accent the porcelain hue of her skin.
Her purple hair cascaded over her shoulder as she shifted positions. “Like this? Do make sure you get my good side.” Rarity batted her eyelashes at Cadance’s camera, then wet her lips with the tip of her tongue. “Then again, I am particularly lucky, in that every side is my good side. Observe.”
Rarity stood and turned, bending at the waist. She put both hands on the back of the chair and thrust her round, pale derriere out, giving a wiggle for the camera-- and for everyone behind it.
The shutter went ‘click.’
“I ain’t sure if it was a good idea to let Rarity go first.” Applejack said. “At this rate, we’re gonna be here all dang day.”
“Oh, darling.” Rarity looked over her shoulder with a coy expression. “Not jealous, are you?”
“Impatient, more like. Y’all may be happy to show off like a prize co-- like a prize rooster, but I’d like to actually do somethin’ today.”
“Do … something?” Rarity turned and sat back down, though this time with her feet flat on the floor, and her legs unladylike-wide, offering an unimpeded look at the meticulously trimmed tuft of purple curls between her legs, as well as the crinkled folds of her pussy. “Like what?”
The shutter went ‘click.’
“Reckon I’ll show ya.” Applejack huffed, and then stepped forward. She scooped Rarity up without much effort, and the purple-haired woman let out a delighted squeal and kicked her legs daintily.
“You brute! You ruffian! You beast!” Rarity’s protests carried far less weight considering the way she draped her arms around Applejack’s neck and nuzzled in against the taller woman’s collarbone. “Can’t you control yourself? I know I’m absolutely stunning, yes, but you could at least try to keep your hands off of me! Your strong, wonderful hands … “ Rarity squirmed, settling in tighter into Applejack’s arms.
The shutter went ‘click.’
“Uh.” Applejack looked down at the naked woman in her arms, and then blushed. “I’m, uh … I’m just gonna take Rarity off somewhere she can … cool down.” Applejack trailed off into a shudder as Rarity set about nibbling at the side of her neck.
“Have fun!” Pinkie Pie said with a wave.
Applejack nodded a vague agreement, then carried Rarity back into the dining hall, muttering. “Can’t believe you’re worked up like this already-- s’pecially after that shower.”
A giggle was Rarity’s only reply.
Rainbow Dash flexed.
She stood with one foot up on the chair, and her arms curled and held up in an inadvertent parody of a bodybuilder’s pose. While she lacked the sheer mass of a professional weight lifter, Rainbow still had a lot to show off. Muscle and tendon tensed, highlighting the wiry power of the athlete’s frame. She basked in the camera’s attention, showing off like a particularly vain anatomy model. Rainbow’s toned body didn’t make her look unfeminine, however. Instead, her exercise-toned limbs and core served to frame and highlight Rainbow’s modest (to put it politely) chest, or the clean shaven skin of her mons. With one foot planted on the chair, any onlooker-- anyone who got to see the photo –had a perfect view of Rainbow’s tight pussy.
The shutter went ‘click.’
“Hey, lemme try something!” Rainbow Dash turned around and stood up straight, bringing her arms up to flex her shoulders and tense her back. She tightened her round, toned rump as well, Twilight couldn’t help but notice.
“Like, think I can do that magic thing where I grow wings and stuff?” She made a little grunt of effort, trying to summon up magic, but no such display came.
The shutter went ‘click’ anyway.
Rainbow Dash contorted herself into a few more poses-- then squeaked out a pained “Ow! I think I pulled something!”
“Oh no!” Fluttershy squeaked. Before anyone else could act, the pink-haired girl whisked over to her friend, running her hands over Rainbow’s bare skin. “You’re so tense! Let me massage that out for you. Work out some of that … “ Fluttershy bit at her lower lip. “Tension.”
“You don’t have to.” Rainbow Dash said. “I can just walk it off--”
“I insist.” Fluttershy said, soft but stern.
“Oh. Um. Okay.” Rainbow Dash’s cheeks tinted in a blush, and soon Fluttershy led Rainbow Dash inside.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be back soon.” Fluttershy noted.
“Take your time.” Cadance winked at the pair, and then looked back at the other girls. “Who’s next?”
Pinkie Pie bounced.
It was as if stripping nude had relieved her of some great weight holding her back. The addition of Cadance’s camera only increased Pinkie’s exuberance, to the point where it became impossible for her to stand still.
“Should I stand like this? Or like this? Or how about like this, so you can see my butt?” Pinkie switched poses with each question, the quick movements causing her plush form to wiggle and jiggle in far too enticing of a manner.
“Slow down!” Cadance laughed as she said it. “I mean, I’ve got a good camera, but it’s not that good. All I’m gonna get is a blur if you keep moving around like that.”
“Sorry!” Pinkie Pie squeaked, and sat herself down in the chair. She forced herself to keep still, posing with her hands on her thighs. Sitting slightly at an angle to Cadance’s camera, the pose accentuated the curve of her heavy breasts and the healthy pudge of her belly. “I’m just so excited! This is so fun!”
The shutter went ‘click.’
No sooner had Cadance gotten the picture, Pinkie Pie whizzed into motion again, this time laying her back across the seat of the chair, so she could kick her thick legs up into the air in a playful, surprisingly acrobatic pose. “Now how’s-- agh!” Off-balance, Pinkie Pie toppled to the wooden deck, though a quick giggle dispelled any notion she might’ve gotten hurt in the process.
“Why don’t we try something different?” Cadance said. “How about … a group photo? Sunset, Twilight, can you guys stand on either side of Pinkie Pie?”
“Ooooh, that sounds great!” Pinkie Pie bounded to her feet, no worse for wear.
“That’s … an efficient solution.” Twilight said, feigning casualness. “Especially since the only alternative would be to just, y’know, tie Pinkie up so she can’t move. Which. Um. Might not be what you’re going for, here.”
“That sounds great too!” Pinkie Pie said. “I’m down with whatever!”
“Let’s just go with the group photo.” Sunset said with a bemused smile.
Sunset walked over to stand next to Pinkie, and Twilight took up a position opposite her, on Pinkie’s right. Pinkie Pie just giggled, and hooked a surprisingly strong arm around each of her friends’ waists, pulling them both in against her soft, curvy body.
Twilight swallowed.
The shutter went ‘click.’
So that was it, then, Twilight mused. Someone-- no, not someone, her sister-in-law , had taken a naked photo of her. A naked photo of her leaning up against her equally naked friend. Her warm, cuddly, soft-skinned, friend, who smelled vaguely, enticingly, of sugar and cinnamon. She tried to find someplace to put her hand, awkwardly trapped behind Pinkie-- and so her fingertips traced the curve of Pinkie Pie’s back, until gravity kicked in (yes, it was gravity, Twilight told herself) and her hand cupped a handful of Pinkie’s broad buttock.
“Oooh!” Pinkie Pie giggled, wiggled, and turned her head to murmur into Twilight’s ear. “Keep going.”
Twilight’s hand continued to slide across the expanse of Pinkie’s rump, but stopped as she felt another set of fingers graze her own. She squeaked in surprise, and leaned forward to look at Sunset Shimmer.
The redhead smiled like a cat with feathers still hanging from her mouth. “She said keep going?”
“Ladies, ladies!” Pinkie Pie said. “There’s plenty of me to share! Here, let’s try this!” And with that, Pinkie turned, sandwiching herself between Sunset and Twilight. She reached up with one hand and pulled Sunset Shimmer into her heavy breasts, and the redhead let out a surprised (but enthused) “Mmf!”
Meanwhile, Pinkie leaned forward a little, all the better to grind her thick booty against Twilight. The sudden bump was enough to knock Twilight back a step-- but then, heart pounding, Twilight stepped back in. She licked her lips, then sank instinctively to her knees, reaching up with both hands to part the heavy cheeks of Pinkie’s ass.
Twilight gasped as she got a good look at her friend’s most private places, and zeroed in on the swelling lips of Pinkie’s sex, nearly dripping with excitement already. Unable to help herself, she dove in, opening her mouth wide to passionately kiss the treasure in front of her.
Pinkie Pie squealed in delight, and her pussy clenched around Twilight’s questing tongue.
The shutter went ‘click.’
To Twilight, it was a distant sound, and insignificant sound, especially compared to the lusty giggles each pass of her lips brought out of Pinkie Pie. Some nominally rational part of Twilight’s mind noted that the pictures wouldn’t be as scandalous if they didn’t show her face, which only made her push her nose between Pinkie’s cheeks even more.
Pinkie squealed as she came.
Repeatedly.
The shutter went ‘click.’
Lunch was not normal.
In fact, it barely qualified as lunch at all. It was more of an idle grazing, as exhausted (and slightly dehydrated) young women munched on granola bars and crackers in order to refuel themselves after the morning’s ‘photo sessions.’
Everyone had gotten a turn, and nearly every session had devolved (or evolved?) into a pairing, or even a tripling. And yet, it hadn’t made things awkward. In fact, it was the opposite. Twilight felt closer to her friends than she ever had; a feeling that was more than mutual, to judge by the way everyone reacted. Touch, bare touch, was nearly universal, as the young women found any and every excuse to cuddle and caress each other, to the point where standing alone seemed an alien experience.
They all clustered in around the back of Cadance’s chair as she loaded the pictures into her laptop, and watched her scroll through the hundreds of photos she’d taken over the course of the last few hours.
“I’m glad everyone had fun.” Cadance said. “Now, let’s all wind down for a bit-- I’d like everyone to review your photos. If there are any pictures of yourself you don’t like, you’ll be free to delete them. In fact, if you want to delete all the photos of yourself, you’re welcome to do so.”
“Why would I do that?” Rainbow Dash pushed a strand of sweaty hair off of her forehead. “I’m hot.”
“It’s just an option to make you more comfortable, that’s all.”
“Well I don’t mind, at least.” Rainbow Dash noted with a grin.
“Mmm. Perhaps that’s not a bad idea.” Rarity leaned over Cadance’s shoulder to peer at the laptop. “I’d prefer to keep only the best photos of myself, you understand.”
“Every picture of you’s the best picture, sugarcube.”
“Thank you, Applejack. Still, better safe than sorry … “ And with that, Rarity started to scroll through photos on the laptop-- but as she scrolled back, she cycled through a few pictures of Cadance that were still on the memory card. Cadance was nude, of course, though inside what appeared to be a hotel bedroom. Some of the photos were of the ‘classical’ variety, with Cadance stretched out on the bed, languid and beautiful.
Most of them weren’t.
The one that stood out the most was a photo looking down at Cadance as she knelt on the floor.
With a cock in her mouth.
Cadance’s eyes were closed in bliss, captured as she wrapped her lips around the lengthy member. As if that wasn’t enough, there was a second man (or at least a second dick) in the picture, and Cadance kept her fingers wrapped gently around it.
“Oh!” Rarity let go of the laptop’s mouse like it was an actual rodent. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to--”
“No, no, it’s alright. It’s my fault for not looking at the memory card before I put it in the camera. Plus, if I didn’t want anyone to see it, we wouldn’t have taken pictures to begin with.”
“We?” Twilight squeaked. That she had something new to be scandalized over after the morning’s debauchery was a surprise in and of itself.
“Me and my husband, of course. And our boyfriend, Sunburst.” Cadance said, cheery. “In fact, I’m glad you found these pictures, Rarity. This way I can answer any questions you might have about polyamory before Shiny and Sunburst get here this afternoon!”
Cadance's Clothesfree Camping Curriculum
“Of course she’s horny!” Pinkie Pie said. “I mean, didn’t Sunset tell us that Cadance is some kinda super-unicorn princess back on the other side of the portal?” She held hand up to her forehead and extended her pointer finger in imitation of a unicorn’s horn.
“For one, the term is ‘alicorn,’ not super-princess.” Sunset Shimmer said.
“Alicorn? That’s silly.” Pinkie rubbed her chin, thoughtfully. “I mean, that makes her sound like a big lizard! Alicorn. Alligatorcorn-- OH! Wait! What if Gummy was a magical princess? Wouldn’t that be cool?”
“It’d be something alright.” Sunset Shimmer said. “But look, I don’t think we can blame this on anything from Equestria. Or even any kind of reflection of it. I mean, if being the alternate-version of an Equestrian Princess somehow made you inexplicably horny, Twilight would be, like, a raving nymphomaniac by now.”
“Eheh. Right!” Twilight smiled, and pushed her glasses further up her nose. “Which, as you can see, I’m not. Horny, that is. Or a princess. Or a horny princess. Or--”
“Thanks, Twilight.” Sunset Shimmer cut her off. “I did get a little more information from Cadance’s mind, though. In particular, I learned the combination to the lock on the closet: four-two-zero-six-nine.”
“Nice.” Rainbow Dash said.
Sunset Shimmer sighed again. “Jokes aside, if we really wanted to, we could just get our clothes and go.”
“But, um.” Fluttershy twirled a lock of pink hair around her finger. “What if we don’t want to? I mean, we haven’t been here long, but I already kinda like it.” She bit at her lower lip, and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “And when else are we going to have the opportunity to throw off the chains of civilization and run naked through the forest like wild, uninhibited beasts, free to live by instinct?”
“That’s the spirit!” Pinkie Pie bounced with excitement. “I agree with Fluttershy! I mean, we made sure Cadance isn’t evil or brainwashed or anything, right? That means we can totally enjoy whatever else she’s got planned, worry free!”
“We … did tell Cadance we would help her.” Twilight said. “Even if her methods may be a little … unorthodox. So, um … I guess I vote to stay too.”
“So that’s three votes for ‘stay.’” Sunset Shimmer looked at Rainbow, Applejack, and Rarity. “What do you guys think?”
“Wouldn’t be the weirdest thing we’ve done.” Rainbow Dash said with a little shrug.
“It’d be mighty close.” Applejack crossed her arms over her chest. “Somethin’ tells me we ain’t got the full story yet.”
“Perhaps, darling.” Rarity laid a gentle hand on Applejack’s arm, fingertips tracing the lines of her firm bicep. “Which is why I’m curious to see what Cadance has planned. Besides, of any of us, you’re easily the one who should have the least problem going au naturale.”
Applejack’s cheeks tinted in a blush as she looked at Rarity from the corner of her eye. “Why do you say that?”
“Well, look at you, darling! You’re built like a brick house, as the saying goes. It’s like looking at a classical sculpture. A very paragon of beauty. Of power .” Rarity shivered, briefly. “Besides, I-- er, we , will need you! If, somehow, this is some debauched plot on Cadance’s part, you’re by far the strongest among us. As such, should she try to tie us up or something, you’ll easily be able to break free from your bonds and rescue me-- us! Us. Plural. Yes.”
“Uh. Rarity?” Pinkie Pie said. “Have you been reading old timey Wonder Woman comics again?”
“That was only the one time, and it was for research.” Rarity noted.
“Suuuuure it was.” Pinkie winked.
“That just leaves you, Rainbow. Got anything to add?”
“Uh. Not really?” Rainbow Dash shrugged her bare shoulders. “I mean, I’m not as … into it as Fluttershy or Pinkie, but I figure this beats just sitting around being bored at home, right?”
“So … I guess that settles it, then. We’ll stay.” Sunset Shimmer nodded. “But everybody, just remember, if you’re uncomfortable, we’ve got the means to leave at any time.”
“So … now what?” Twilight said.
“Now, we just see what Cadance has planned next? If things get too weird, we can still go.” Sunset Shimmer said.
“Or zap her with a rainbow friendship laser!” Rainbow Dash said, eager.
“Let’s just hope it doesn’t come to that.”
“Have a seat, everybody.” Cadance waved a hand at the pile of comfortably-worn pillows laid out in a circle in the middle of the dining hall’s floor. Each pillow had an unmarked paper bag next to it, and a couple of candles burned in the center of the circle, wafting sweet and heady floral scents through the air. Twilight sniffed at the strange scent, then squeaked out a brief sneeze. Then, a realization hit her.
“That smell isn’t marijuana , is it?” she said, scandalized. “You didn’t think Cadance invited us out here to do drugs , do you?”
“It’s not.” Fluttershy noted, confidently. “And I don’t think she wouldn’t.”
“That’s right. It’s just a perfume blend I’ve made from plants in the surrounding area-- just something else to help us all get in tune with our surroundings.” Cadance sat herself down on a plush reddish cushion that looked like it’d been stolen from a couch. She sat with her back straight and her legs slightly splayed, almost as if she were inviting someone to look at the perfect roundness of her breasts, or the clean-shaven area between her legs.
Not that Twilight was looking, of course.
Once the girls sat down as directed, Cadance continued. “Now, how’s everyone acclimating to camp so far?”
“It’s … different.” Twilight said with a hesitant, polite smile.
“But a good different.” Fluttershy nodded, reaching across her body to rub her hand down the opposite arm. “A … nice, different. I like feeling the sun and the wind on my … um, everywhere. It’s nice.”
“Plus, we won’t have to do a big load of muddy laundry when we get home, so bonus!” Pinkie Pie cheered.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourselves.” Cadance smiled. “And trust me, we haven’t even gotten to the best part.”
“And just what is the best part?” Sunset Shimmer asked, feigning casualness.
“I’m glad you asked!” Cadance beamed. “Now then. We’ve already shed our clothing and put it away, which puts us all on the same footing, so to speak. The next step may seem a little wild, but you’re going to love it, I promise.”
Cadance leaned back on her cushion, then ran her hands up the length of her long, perfectly sculpted legs. “Nudity and sexuality aren’t necessarily linked. In fact, in many countries-- particularly those with sauna culture or communal bathing traditions, it’s nothing out of the ordinary to see your friends and family naked on a regular basis.”
“However.” Cadance arced her whole body in a languid, toe-curling stretch, leaving no part of her body hidden. “There’s no denying that shared nudity can also be an … intimate experience. Especially for women like us, just coming into our sexual prime. Which is why one of my main goals of this week is to offer you all a safe and accommodating space in which you can explore your own sexuality. And, by embracing the feelings and desires that modern culture both condemns and commodifies, you’ll be able to build up your self-confidence as you take on the hypocritical puritan norms of the outside world on your own terms.”
Twilight swallowed despite the sudden dryness in her mouth, and felt her face flush as she watched Cadance present her plan-- and present herself .
“So … what you’re saying is that we’re gonna fuck all week?” Pinkie said.
“If you want.” Cadance smiled, and reached down between her legs, fingers curling against her own pussy as she brazenly, casually played with herself. “Or you could just watch. Whatever you’re comfortable with. Or, you could skip the rest of my curriculum altogether, and just stay in your tent … but where would be the fun in that? So what do you think, girls?”
“I’m in!” Pinkie Pie said, immediately. Mirroring Cadance’s pose, she spread her own thighs to reveal the unruly tangle of pink curls between her legs.
“Me too.” Fluttershy pulled her legs up beneath herself and settled into a kneeling position on the cushion. “It’d be nice to be more … confident. If you could teach me how.” Her lips parted ever so slightly, and her perky, upturned breasts rose and fell with each of Fluttershy’s deep, anticipatory breaths. “Please, Mistr-- Miss Cadance?”
“It’s always the quiet ones.” Cadance said, smiling.
“Are you going to … demonstrate on us?” Fluttershy’s voice hitched in fearful, eager anticipation.
“The thought had crossed my mind.” Cadance admitted with an elegant shrug.
“Demonstr-- oh!” Twilight gasped. “But Cadance, you and my brother are--”
“In an open relationship.” Cadance finished Twilight’s sentence, earning another wide-eyed blush from the bespectacled girl. “I love him more than anything in the world … but at the same time, the both of us are more comfortable outside the conformist boundaries modern society expects. And while my Shiny isn’t here, I’ve got the next best thing.” Cadance reached into the bag beside her cushion, and brought out a dildo of intimidating proportions. Cast in pink silicone, the faux-cock was intricately detailed, from the broad, circumcised head at one end, to the veins running down its long shaft. “This is a custom model, based directly on a mold of my husband’s penis.”
“Damn, Twilight.” Rainbow Dash asided to the shocked girl. “Your brother’s hung.”
Twilight glared daggers at Rainbow Dash, but relaxed as she felt a gentle, reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“You okay?” Sunset Shimmer said. “I know this is a bit … much.”
“I … it could be worse?” Twilight said, grasping for optimism. “Awkward, sure, but at least my brother’s not here .”
“Yet.” Cadance said, already running her fingers over her dildo with eager familiarity.
“What .” Twilight sputtered.
“There’s nothing I’d like to do more than show you just how much I love my Shining Armor.” Cadance said with a happy sigh. She set the dildo down on the pillow, allowing it to jut lewdly up in the air-- and then sat up on her knees, straddling it. “But for now, I’d like to focus on … personal exploration.” With that, Cadance lowered herself downward, guiding the thick toy between the lips of her pussy. Her eyes half-lidded, and she let out a lusty moan as the dildo parted her folds. “Mmmh. I’ve been waiting for this all day.”
Cadance rolled her hips, adopting a steady rhythm as she fucked the toy. She leaned forward, bracing one hand on the cushions, heavy breasts swaying with the movement. She closed her eyes, though the sly smile on her lips showed that Cadance was well aware of the seven women staring at her. Despite the brazen lewdness of the display, Twilight realized watching Cadance wasn’t like watching porn (not that Twilight watched porn outside of very rare occasions, and even then only for research purposes. Really). With no special lighting, no fancy makeup, no contrived script about paying for pizza delivery, it was realer, more intimate. Cadance knew exactly what she wanted, and exactly how to get it. She put her free hand between her legs, and started rubbing little circles around her clit, huffing out pleasured gasps as her momentum built. Cadance bounced on the dildo for a few more minutes, then grit her teeth, going silent and still as a telltale trembling rocked her body. She rolled her hips for a few cycles more, then let out a long and ragged breath as she came.
“Needed that.” Cadance slid the slick dildo out of her pussy and flopped to her back, smiling. She brushed her sex-mussed hair out of her face, and then smiled at her spectators.
“Holy shit that was hot.” Rainbow Dash murmured.
“I’m glad you think so.” Cadance said. “Masturbation can be an important outlet for pent up sexual energy-- not to mention a good way to find out what you enjoy. Feel free to touch yourself-- your friends have already gotten started.”
Sure enough, Pinkie Pie already had a hand cupped between her legs, her two middle fingers worked into her pussy. Perhaps more (or less) surprisingly, Fluttershy was even further along. She laid on her back and spread her long legs, letting everyone see the way she rubbed insistently at her swelling clit.
“Oh.” Fluttershy paused for a moment, looking at her friends. “Was I not … supposed to?”
“The opposite.” Cadance sat up and crossed her legs. “You can do whatever you want, Fluttershy. That’s why you’re here.”
“Oh.” Fluttershy bit at her lower lip. “In that case … um … would anyone like to lick my pussy?” She shivered, pink nipples tensing.
“Me!” Pinkie Pie raised a hand, and then dove between Fluttershy’s legs. She sealed her lips over Fluttershy’s pussy, dragging out a long, sloppy kiss that made Fluttershy moan softly in pleasure. Pinkie settled down on knees and elbows, thrusting her broad rump into the air with an eager wiggle.
“Whoa.” Rainbow Dash looked down at her friends, shocked. “I … didn’t know you had it in you, Fluttershy.”
“There’s … a lot of things you don’t know.” Fluttershy bit at her lower lip, then gently reached out to take Rainbow Dash by the hand. “But I’d like to show you.” With that, Fluttershy gently pulled Rainbow Dash down on the pillows with her, nuzzling in for a kiss that would have been almost chaste, were it not for the fact that Fluttershy was stark naked and squirming in pleasure from Pinkie’s eager tongue. Rainbow made a surprised-sounding squeak, then allowed herself to be drawn into the tangle of lips and limbs, eagerly exploring Fluttershy’s offered body.
“Well!” Cadance held a hand up to her mouth to stifle a giggle. “I had my hopes, but I hadn’t expected you to progress this quickly. Guess it’s always the quiet ones you have to look out for.”
“Oh fuck yes lick it bitch.” Fluttershy huffed out, reaching down with one hand to grab a handful of Pinkie’s hair. The gentle tug only drew a playful giggle from Pinkie, who happily obliged. Fluttershy arced her back, then squeaked out a polite. “Thank you.”
“Nothing quite as sweet as a first time. Except for maybe watching two lovers who already know what they like … “ Cadance smiled wistfully, then turned her attention to Rarity and Applejack. Rarity straddled Applejack’s lap, head lowered to touch her forehead to the farmgirl’s. At Cadance’s words, they both looked up, wide eyed.
“You knew me and Rarity had--” Applejack trailed off in a blush.
“She does now. ” Rarity said, dryly. She toyed with a lock of Applejack’s blonde hair anyway. “But at least this is more comfortable than the back of that old pickup truck … “
“Got me there.” Applejack admitted.
“I certainly do.” Rarity’s voice carried a growl to it as she leaned in and kissed Applejack, gently pushing the farmgirl back onto the cushions. Rarity draped herself over Applejack, nuzzling in against her neck. Applejack breathed in sharply, and Rarity practically growled in response, only encouraged by Applejack’s shivering reaction. The fair skinned young woman pushed Applejack’s legs apart, then cupped a hand between her thighs. Long, dexterous fingers got to work. Even though the press of their bodies hid exactly what Rarity did, she obviously knew what she was doing, to judge by Applejack’s breathy gasps and sighs.
Twilight marveled at the sight, at the contrast of tanned and porcelain-fair skin, at the way Applejack’s thighs flexed when Rarity touched her in just the right way. Twilight reached up and fiddled with her glasses, as if to prevent her own hands from touching herself.
Or someone else.
“Twilight?” Sunset Shimmer said. “Are you okay?”
“Of course I am!” Twilight looked over at her (gorgeous, nude, touchably-close) friend. “It’s … just a lot to process, that’s all. I mean, uh, I didn’t ever expect to see any of my best friends naked, much less watch them-- “
“Fuck!” Fluttershy gasped out, hips bucking upward into Pinkie’s face. In turn, Pinkie just gave another muffled giggle, and renewed her efforts, making Fluttershy writhe deliciously beneath Rainbow Dash.
“Still not the weirdest thing we’ve been through.” Sunset noted with a wry grin.
“Got me there.” Twilight smiled, then took a deep breath.
“Do you want to go?”
“No-- I … I don’t think so?” Twilight rubbed her palms on the tops of her thighs, then stopped herself as she realized where her hands were headed next. “I … I don’t know what I want to do, either.”
“Me neither.” Sunset Shimmer reached out to take Twilight’s hand, intertwining their fingers. “How about we figure out what we want to do … together?”
“I--” Twilight’s heart hammered in her chest as she let herself stare at Sunset’s temptingly perfect body. “I’d like that.”
“So would I.” Sunset Shimmer said, and leaned in for a kiss. Twilight gasped softly, and soon pushed Sunset down onto the soft cushions, all hesitance forgotten as she allowed herself to fade into a pleasant, lusty fugue, her whole world reduced down to the sight, the feel, the taste of Sunset Shimmer’s perfect body.
As the final two girls paired off, Cadance just smiled, surveying her handiwork. Twilight and her friends were even more receptive to the program than she’d anticipated. They were already ahead of schedule at this rate; Cadance briefly wondered if she’d run out of activity ideas before the week was over. Then again, by the look of things, the young women wouldn’t run out of ways to … occupy themselves anytime soon. Either way, there wasn’t much for Cadance to do at that moment, except observe.
And perhaps find her own entertainment, Cadance thought, as she braced her favorite dildo on the floor, and swung a leg over it once again.
