Fulfilling Pinkie's Dream

Twilight smiled, emerging from slumber to the familiar sensation of a long, batlike tongue slipping in and out of her ear.

“Mmm! Triton, I’ll never get any rest if I keep letting you have your way with me!” Twilight said sleepily but flirtatiously, suspecting the very sound of it was driving him wild.

In truth, she’d had very little sleep. After Pinkie and her prospective new coltfriend had left, she and Triton had enjoyed intense and nearly non-stop lovemaking for three straight hours judging by the position of the stars just before she’d fallen asleep in a puddle of their own mingled fluids. From there, he’d taken to waking her up to empty himself into her puffy tailhole again and again as she shouted his name, mentally apologizing to Shining Armor each time for giving his favorite orifice of hers to him but vowing to make it up to him later..

Her consciousness reasserting itself slowly, she recalled the previous night, how Pinkie had predicted Twilight would become pregnant. She reflexively touched her belly; her elevated body temperature Twilight credited to her elemental fire had cooled off. In its place, she could feel the slow thrum of a magical power drain drawing energy from her horn into her womb. She was suddenly very aware that his bathood was still buried deep within in her backside and she was very sore. And yet, part of her hoped it would remain within her forever, claiming her over and over again.

It happened. It actually happened! What am I supposed to tell my friends? She asked herself, but to her surprise, found she wasn’t as worried or fretting as she might have been, mostly for her new stallion’s continuing presence.

As if somehow knowing her thoughts, Triton began to massage her back, quieting her fears at least for a moment.

"Tviwight! Tviwight! Ve go see Io!"

"Io?" Twilight looked into Triton's beautiful eyes. "But it's still dark. Can't we stay together a little bit longer?"

The sky was a purple-ish black, Celestia's warning that sunrise was going to commence within half an hour of its appearance. Looking into his eyes, she finally understood. "It's light soon and you can't see well in the sun! You’re right; we'd better go."

"Yes, yes. Sun hurt!" Triton held a hoof out in front of his face and hissed, mimicking his reaction to bright light. "Ve go... razem. Me and you?"

Twilight nodded. "Okay. We'd better hurry! I'll grab my things..." She felt his softened member pop back out of her, still more of his endless supply of Thestral seed spilling out as her magic spared some mana to heal what little damage he had done to her and also make her more able to accept him should he tuck her tail again later..

The tarp slid beneath her as if she were walking on ice. The table, chairs, and the picnic basket they'd been eating from were discarded on top of it, covered in a clear inch of viscous love jelly that sealed it to the surface like beeswax. She tried lifting the basket, which had upended fruit all over the place and could barely manage to yank it out of the goo without exerting herself. She looked on in astonishment to see shiny gossamer strands, stretching as tall as a pony, binding the wicker basket to the tarp like glue.

She exchanged a wry look with him. "Maybe we should just... go. I think we're going to need a team of weather Pegasi and a localized cloud burst to clean up this mess!" She brought a hoof to her face only for it to become stuck to her forehead. She wrenched it off, her face aflame, and nodded at Triton. "We’ll need to get cleaned up too, once we get over to Io’s house. Let's go!"

The two flew the short distance silently, legs hooked into each other carefully, with Twilight adding the protection of her magical aura to help keep her from sliding away from him. Her entire body was soaked to the skin and it was a long way to the ground. For his part, Triton flew very slowly and carefully, Twilight guessing he was deliberately not engaging in any stunts he might have otherwise engaged in to impress her.

The pair stopped off at a convenient lake nestled in a wooded lot and went for a swim to wash the sticky goo from their bodies. If Twilight hadn't met very many Thestrals in her time as Celestia's student, she'd certainly never swam with one and got the educational experience of a lifetime watching his webbed wings beat themselves along the surface of the pond with a speed no other pony subrace could dream of, short of the rumored Seaponies.

Padding her hooves like she'd learned to do as a young foal, she stood no chance of catching the wily Bat Pony who swam circles around her playfully, the pair indulging in a brief and very one-sided splash fight that left a cheerful and well-hydrated Twilight looking like she'd just emerged out of the deep ocean.

In the end, they arrived at Io's not a moment too soon; the sky overheard going from purple to pink to blue in under an hour. Triton deposited Twilight carefully onto Io's large, wooden deck, leaving the deck dripping wet but mercifully semen-free. She mentally thanked the Thestral for knowing about the pond, not relishing presenting herself to Pinkie or Io in the state she’d been in previously.

Triton knocked at the door, and to Twilight’s relief, Io opened it less than a minute later with Pinkie at his side. The smug grin on his face toldTwilight that he too had greatly enjoyed his night with an Equestrian mare, and the contented look on Pinkie’s told her that her friend was now with foal as well. “You brought him back at sunrise, as promised! Come inside, let’s have breakfast.”

Twilight wasn’t feeling very hungry at that moment as the four sat at the kitchen table, the reality of her situation settling in. Pinkie had set down a large, metal pot of oatmeal on the center of the table, surrounded by four bowls which the four ate from in silence, each very hungry after last night’s action. Finishing her bowl, Pinkie went for the coffee brewing on the kitchen countertop.

“Sorry about how cramped it is in here,” Io poured the new arrivals a cup of coffee. “These courier houses weren’t really built with permanent occupancy in mind. It’s just a place for long-distance mail carriers to crash for the night. Or day in our case.”

“Yeah… about that…” Twilight rubbed her sleepy eyes, taking a sip off the scalding cup of black coffee, feeling its bitter bit sink in. “Oh, I needed that!”

“Yeah, we probably should talk about that, huh?” Pinkie gave her equine friend a guilty look.

“For what it’s worth Pinkie, I don’t blame you for what happened.” Twilight eyed the Thestrals with a steady gaze. “What I need to hear is the two of you are going to look after us now that I’m… that we are going to be carrying your foals.”

“It’s going to be okay Twilight…” Pinkie rested a hoof on her friend’s shoulders. Her confident smile brought the Unicorn some relief but Twilight had to hear it from the lips of their new stallions.

Though he didn’t know her thoughts, Io gave Twilight a deep and respectful nod. “I understand that you’d want to hear it again given how brief our discussion was last night.” Io sweetened his coffee until the coffee was nearly pure white, as did Pinkie. “Let me talk with my friend here while Pinkie brings you up to speed on current developments. Sound fair?”

“Fair.” Twilight nodded and turned to Pinkie, the sounds of two Thestrals conversing in Poniska registering vaguely in her conscious mind. “Pinkie? I’m scared. I mean, are these two Thestrals really going to stick around and not just fly off back to their country and leave us here?” She let the fear leak into her voice.

Pinkie instantly took Twilight’s hoof. “Of course they are! Io says he’s looking to settle down and start a new life here in Equestria and I’m his type of mare! Would you believe that where they come from the stallions get up and go to work while the mares keep house? How cool is that? All the things I already love to do and now I’ll get to do them all the time!” Pinkie drummed her hooves on the table and did an improvised sitting-down party dance.

“That’s great for you, but what about me, Pinkie?” Twilight bowed her ears sadly. “I can’t just end my studies so soon! Celestia gave me a mission in life, a purpose! She wanted me to go out into the world and learn how to bring ponies together! I studied my whole life improving myself so I could one day improve the lives of others! I’ve read every single book in the Canterlot library and learned every spell!”

But instead of looking as grim and uncertain as Twilight felt, Pinkie pursed her hooves and urged her forward with a smile. “Go on!”

Incredulous, Twilight looked back at Pinkie Pie, pleading for her to comprehend the obvious. “I’m perhaps the most advanced magic-user alive in Equestria and I’m soon going to be stuck changing diapers!”

To Twilight’s shock, Pinkie returned the expression, looking at her as if she’d failed Magic Kindergarten. “Twilight, we’re all in this together! Isn’t that entirely the point of being somepony’s friend?”

“Well... yeah.” Twilight waved her hoof dismissively. “But I have far more important things I could be doing!” Anypony could be giving birth and raising their family, why should I be doing it? Twilight stopped herself from saying it, knowing how it would sound. Was she really saying that having foals was beneath her?

Yes, Twilight. Yes, it is! A cold voice from inside her mind replied. Every second you spend on foals is time that could have been spent on research and development of new technologies. It’s knowledge hoofed down from generation to generation that went unread because you were cleaning up spittle out of your foal’s coat! You don’t want to admit it to Pinkie, but I will admit it to you because I am you. You’ve spent your entire life up to this point training to be a leader in Equestria’s future, not just an ordinary Ponyville citizen! You are not like other ponies, you are special! You can’t sacrifice the Princess’ time and energy she spent tutoring you by settling down and becoming a broodmare for some—

Twilight cut her thoughts off. She wasn’t going to allow herself to even think of Thestrals as a lower order of equinity for their different cultural traditions, even if part of her felt that way. She put her head in her hooves, sinking into the misery she’d been pushing aside all night. “I’m sorry. I know how this must look to you, but I’m just so scared…”

Pinkie lowered her ears as well, an empathetic reaction to her marefriend’s uncertainty and doubt. “Twilight, you can still do everything you wanted to do, you just have to help raise our family too! It’s not the end of your life but a new beginning!”

“A new beginning?” Twilight repeated, uncertainly. “Then everything that came before… was useless?”

Pinkie facehoofed. “Ouch! My face!” Pinkie rubbed her forehead vigorously. “Let me write this down! I need to not hit myself, it’s painful…”

Twilight gaped at her friend mutely, at a complete loss for words.

“Not even a chuckle? Aw. But that’s not important right now. What is important is that you’re being too literal!” She reached across the table to give Twilight’s shoulders a shake. “You’re not understanding what I’m trying to tell you! You’re getting all frowny because you think your life is over, but it’s really not! You can keep all your old interests and I’ll be there for you, Twilight! And so will Io!” She motioned over to where the two Bat-Pony stallions were still talking in their own tongue.

“And what about… Triton?” Twilight bit into her hoof nervously. “H-he’s not your typical stallion, is he? I read about colts like him. He’s a breeder; he won’t want to commit to a herd so soon in his life!” Twilight covered her mouth reflexively, remembering her inner monologue about becoming a broodmare for a strange pony from a strange land. Hearing it coming from her mouth as it had, it sounded blunt, judgmental.

“We don’t know that, Twilight. Io said he was really taken in by you! And have you forgotten those wonderful things he said to you through Io?” Pinkie took Twilight by the hooves, gently caressing her short, silky fetlocks. “Remember the hydra, Twi? Remember what I told you about taking that leap?” Twilight nodded back at her glumly. “When you jumped into the water, you weren’t just escaping the hydra, you were doing something far more important… trusting your friend! That’s what all of us have to do right now and hope for the best.”

Twilight gave a weary smile, sniffling slightly. “Maybe… You’re right, Pinkie. You know something?”

Pinkie gave Twilight’s hoof a reassuring pat. “What do I know, Twilight?”

“I’ve learned more about not only magic but friendship in one night than I have since I moved to Ponyville. Maybe this has been the next step all along?” Twilight’s expression brightened. “Maybe… maybe Celestia intended for this to happen all this time! It’s so difficult to comprehend what an Alicorn thinks, you know?”

“Then tell me what you think, Twilight!” Pinkie blurted out, somewhat more forceful than Twilight was accustomed to, earning a slight cringe. “What is it that you want to do? Princess Celestia has her own cupcakes to worry about to concerned with your brownies all the time! What about your brownies, Twilight? Think about your brownies!”

“You’re right, Pinkie,” Twilight bowed her head. “Celestia isn’t going to… um… bake my brownies for me.” She sighed and shook her head slowly. “I’m going to send Celestia a letter and tell her that the nature of my work in Ponyville has changed. As of this moment, I’m going to limit my field of study to a single, very useful end.”

“Not studying me, I hope!” Pinkie giggled. That would get pretty boring!”

“You’ve got it partially right! Pinkie, I want you to help me build a device that can transport ponies to distant lands, realities, and dimensions ponies have never even visited!” Twilight’s eyes gleamed fanatically. “Places ponies could never even imagine existing!”

Pinkie took a long, exaggerated intake of breath that halted the two stallion’s conversation as they now look over at the two pony mares expecting something significant. “Twilight… are you saying we can go visit Commander Netherspite!?”

“Pinkie, with Celestia as my witness, you will throw each and every one of the space colonists a birthday party by the time I’m done!”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!” Pinkie threw her hooves around Twilight’s neck. “Party! Party! Party! Party! Par-tey!”

“Whoa there! What is this about alternate dimensions? If we’re going to have foals in alternate dimensions, it better be one with Pinkie’s baked goods!” Io cleared his throat as Pinkie’s joyous shouts got their immediate attention. “Anyway, I just had a chat with Triton. Twilight, he feels really guilty about what happened and thinks there was a mix-up that led to some confusion earlier.”

“Confusion? Guilty?” Twilight held his breath, fearing the next words to come. Was he really going to abandon her?

“Let me explain, Twilight. So Pinkie and I talked it over about what she saw happen between you three before I showed up — how Triton showed up and kinda… helped himself to you.” Io made a gesture like he was stuffing a very large pillow into a too-small pillowcase. “Triton thought when you were flagging your tail at him earlier that you were… offering yourself to him,” Io explained, Triton nodding his head, before bowing apologetically. “How do I explain this delicately? Triton… he’s slept with a lot of different mares; I mean a lot of different mares! Like scores of them in a month. Sometimes he’s hooked up with more than one in a day!”

Io winced seeing the color beginning to drain from Twilight’s face. “That wasn’t very delicate, was it? What I mean to say is Triton saw you step away from him back while you were watching Pinkie wearing that science thing on your head, yeah? And he thought you were teasing him because you were showing every possible signal of a mare wanting to mate otherwise.

“But then you backed away from him and he was confused. He knew you were fertile and that rutting you would result in a better-than-one-hundred percent chance of breeding you and couldn’t help himself. He feels bad about it because he understands now that you weren’t ready for a family. He wants you to know he’s sorry and he truly does think you’re special. He loves you and he wants to make things right and be a part of your life… if you’re willing to have him?”

Twilight pounced from her chair and tackle-hugged the surprised Thestral who hit the floor with a loud grunt, before hugging Twilight with all four legs, the smaller Unicorn mare disappearing entirely beneath his protecting wings which he draped over her back. “Tell him he’s forgiven and yes I want him to be a part of all our lives! And let him know he’s learning Equish too so I can tell him I love him!”

“Oh, he knows that phrase! He’s not great in complex social exchanges but he knows perhaps a bit more than he’s letting on.” Io assured her.

Nearly collapsing with relief, Twilight buried her face in his musky, powerful chest sighing with relief. “I love you, Triton!”

“Kocham Cię, Tviwight!” Triton replied, the pair locking lips. The room soon filled with the sounds of slurping and light sucking.

“My marefriend will never be the same, old Serious Sally again, Io! I’m so proud of you, Twily!”

With great reluctance, her thighs already brought to saturation by her brief encounter with the gentle giant, Twilight untangled her tongue from his and emerged from her lover’s winged grasp — giving Twilight the silly impression of emerging from Triton as if she were a pearl pony from inside a giant clam. “You’re right, Pinkie. These two should really be — Oh, Triton! Not nooooow!”

She felt him jam his tongue into her eager depths, sloshing wetly as she looked on helplessly at the two voyeurs, pleading with her eyes for them to do something as her vision became obstructed by a downpour of pink and purple glimmers from her horn, making her enjoyment obvious to their audience, whose presence only turned her on further, her eyes flitting back and forth between them, and occasionally darting beneath their bellies.

Her reaction was not lost on Pinkie, who watched the scene and the searing sparks she emitted with hooded eyes. She nudged Io, who had looked to her to be on the verge of restoring order — he’d stood up out of his seat at the kitchen table — but now tore his eyes away from Twilight’s unplanned peep-show, his expression suggesting to Pinkie that he was both aroused and embarrassed for her.

He opened his mouth but no words came out, and Pinkie smiled as she saw he was unable to keep his gaze away, and Twilight, in turn, was unable to keep her gaze off him!

“Ooooo… she really likes it! And she likes us seeing it! Be a shame to not join in, don’t you think?” So before you go and fly us down from here, we should really have a group moment, don’t you think? As a real herd?” Pinkie put extra emphasis on the last word for Twilight’s benefit.

Twilight squeaked at the suggestion, her eyes going wide and mating aura intensifying as Triton’s tongue plunged in even deeper, feeling a familiar magical drain that told her his tongue had been augmented in length. His hooves gripped her cutie marks like a vice; the sound of his licks and her wet, dripping flesh filling the room. Her legs quaking and face aflame, she felt a single rivulet of hot scented oil roll from the base of her horn, between her eyes and into her mouth — the now all-too-familiar taste of blackcurrant juice.

“Are you s-sure you want t-to d-do this… now!? W-with Io?” And with his tongue? Pleeease? Twilight gave a lopsided grin, alternating between Pinkie’s and Io’s hungry expressions. “I’m… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Twilight felt her hind legs relax, as her eyes rolled up into her head as she came once and then a second time, each burst as long and as hard as the last.

Twilight’s eyes snapped back into place, after how long she couldn’t tell, a third climax beginning to build unchecked as Triton continued juicing her nethers unabated.

“She’s ripe and ready! I’ll take her horn while you give her a party in her mouth, Io!” Pinkie’s face shined with manic glee.

Io looked at Pinkie as if she’d lost her mind, a sentiment a sorely stimulated Twilight couldn’t help but share as she imagined the stallion she’d known for all of an hour rutting her alongside the stallion she’d been with all night!

For his part, Io visibly reeled even as his wings stiffened in excitement. “Oh, Mother of Celestia, you’re serious, Pinks? You sure know how to put a bat on the spot! Maybe I can take her to dinner or something first?” he offered even as his own bathood quickly dropped again at the display and subsequent suggestion, hardening up quickly beneath his belly.

Despite her own desires, Twilight was ready to accept his proposal until Pinkie, having ignored Io completely, hopped out of her chair and enveloped her horn entirely in her muzzle. She cried out as it fizzed ecstatically as Pinkie wrapped her tongue around it, nearly making Twilight’s front legs collapse along with her hind ones. Now stimulated from both ends, Twilight grit her teeth and climaxed again as the magical feedback flowed up from her horn and back into her brain.

“Don’t… stop… Pinkie!” she pleaded, then turned her dazed eyes on Io. She tried to grab him and drag him forward by his phallus, but her unfocused aura couldn’t get a grip from its blissful position inside Pinkie’s mouth, succeeding in only a few tingling caresses that caused him to gasp and nearly fall forward

He pulled himself up with some difficulty, “Luna strike me dead with a comet from the Kuiper Belt! You were up all night and still have this kind of stamina? No wonder Triton is so into you… You should have been a soldier, not a scientist, Twilight Sparkle!” he proclaimed even as he took a halting step forward, closing the distance between them and placing a hoof beneath her chin.

He looks like a stallion who knows a thing or two about personal fitness! Twilight reasoned, noting his smaller stature compared to his friend left him no less well-defined behind his camo-patterned fur. “I did win… Mmphf!... fifth place in a… ahn!... a m-marathon this year!” Twilight smiled hopefully as Triton and Pinkie continued to pleasure her from both ends, leaving her amazed she was even capable of chatting. “My first race too!”

“Incredible!” Io whispered, his scent of spicy cloud creole scent intensifying. “So I have not one but two worthy mares to exercise with now!” He gave Twilight a chaste kiss on the cheek. “But are you sure you want me?” he had to ask even as Pinkie giggled around Twilight’s horn, the vibration sending fresh shocks of pleasure through Twilight, who sensed her very mind and body being rewired by all the rutting rapture she had received.

Oh come on, you need to do better than that, Io! Twilight eyes focused onto his slightly gaping maw, inside of which was well over a foot of tongue he could be putting to better use. She bowed her head and ears submissively. “Will you… mate with me too, Io?”

Appealing to his paternal Bat Pony instincts apparently worked as he leaned in hesitantly, his slitted orange eyes locked with hers when she felt Pinkie Pie disengage from her horn.

Twilight turned to face Pinkie who swallowed thickly, her horncum visibly bulging her friend’s throat. “You look like you two could use a bit of help making friends!”

“Oh, Pinkie, we’re… AHHHH!” Twilight came again, her eyes streaming as Triton seemed to gain fresh incentive to devour her marehood with greater fervor after each orgasm. He’s going to merge with me completely if he keeps this up! she thought half-fearfully and hopefully, though the idea of it sounding very curious and inviting. But would it make my research more or less difficult? The half-serious thought flashed through her fevered mind.

Pinkie waggled a hoof. “I’ll be hearing none of it! Io, you take the other side. We’re going to party with Twilight properly!”

With Io following Pinkie’s lead, the pair jammed their tongues through either side of Twilight’s muzzle and began wrestling in earnest as Triton continued working her from below. It was too much and Twilight gave a whimpering moan before climaxing again, launching a Romane Candle rocket from her horn that struck the ceiling and burst into hundreds of tiny sparks that floated down from above like mist from a waterfall.

Twilight watched it all with her eyes wide open, suddenly fully aware that she had been clopping alone in her laboratory to erotic fantasy fiction, not twenty-four hours previous. It had described a lurid group scene involving four ponies who had just met each other. And now she was here, being rutted by three other ponies, including two exquisite stallions and one of her very best friends!

I’ve become the very thing I’ve read about... for... years! The thought alone caused her to climax again with a loud cry around the two tongues still in her muzzle.

Twilight shuddered as she felt Triton withdraw his tongue from her nethers, a shock of cold air flowing up the slickened gap.

At least my mouth is still warm! Twilight consoled herself before the pair withdrew shortly after.

“That was better, you two! But I think you can do even better!” Twilight felt Pinkie return her attention to her horn, coiling a hoof around the base and licking the residue from the tip. “Twilight… you can’t truly call us a herd until you’ve had both of them inside of you at the same time.”

“Pinkie!” she protested, even as she felt her magic betray her once again forming an aura around the threstral’s bathoods, stroking them to full erection. “But wh-what about you?”

“Ah, I’m good! I’m having waaay too much fun watching you get tucked by everypony!” Pinkie giggled and licked her horn again. “Besides… I can tell you’re loving it! And my Pinkie Sense knew it all along — this is what you were born to do!”

“She’s not wrong, you know!” Io chimed in, climbing on her shoulders, his thick stallion member and seed sack swaying heavily as they inched closer towards her mouth.

“Never too much for Tvi!” Triton added his endorsement, clamoring onto her back.

“Alright everypony, let’s show our new Lead Mare who’s the bestest, most cunning and adorkalicious lover who ever stepped off the chariot into Ponyville!” Pinkie shouted to the cheers of the stallions.

Cadance help me, I better not gag this time! She gave a silent prayer to her old foalsitter, wondering again what she and Shining were doing at that moment. Maybe later they could join us too! “Thank you, Pinkie… All three of you! We’re going to make this work one way or another… and then I am going to pass out cold for about a week!”

“That’s the spirit, Twi!” Pinkie responded with an affectionate pat on Twilight’s back. “Get ready Twilight… Let’s go, fellas!”

Twilight quickly braced herself around Io’s rump and reeled from the triple shocks of Pinkie taking her horn all the way to the base, drooling slightly into her scalp while Triton drove himself all the way to her core, reaching the entrance to her womb on his first thrust as Io’s length slid over her tongue, bumping up slightly against her tonsils — working slowly like a true gentlecolt. He was even thicker than Triton has been but Twilight knew she was prepared as he bumped up gently against the back of her throat, his medial ring brushing up against her tonsils, and yet, to her great relief and pride, she didn’t gag.

Settling into the scene, Twilight worked her tongue, and nethers, gripping the pair gently from both ends as she savored Io’s spicy flavor, eagerly whisking her tongue across his throbbing, vein-covered meaty circumference — his initial slow, deliberate pace now hastening to match the enthusiastic Triton and Pinkie.

The pressure impossibly building inside of her again, Twilight reached out with her magic, casting a weak but functional aura that passed harmlessly through Pinkie’s mouth that covered all four of them in her field of perception. It was a variation of a telepathy spell she’d come up with once though she never actually thought she’d get a chance to use it; experimental magic for her to try to get ponies to climax at the same time by sharing both thoughts and sensations. but she was adamant that would do this together.

I love you Twilight! Pinkie’s thoughts resonated through Twilight’s mind.

I love you too, Pinkie! Twilight replied mentally, trusting that she’d be able to hear her.

Holy hay, I can hear what you’re thinking! I can feel what you’re feeling too! You really are made of stern stuff, Twilight! Hoo-ah! Io chimed in through the telepath network.

Raz, twa, trzy! Raz, twa, trzy! Raz, twa, trzy! Raz, twa, trzy! I come for you,Tviwight! Raz, twa… trzyyyyyyyyyy! Triton chanted into her mind, in cadence with the tattoo of his sack beating against her belly with each powerful, wing-driven thrust, each participants feeling not just their own sensations, of echoes of what the others were feeling as well..

And then three things happened all at once.

Io began to drip heavily into her throat as the muscles began to relax as the four of them climaxed simultaneously. In a fit of what Twilight could sense from their mind connection was a irrational but very strong fear of drowning his new partner, he panicked and pulled out, emptying his seed in her face — and in Pinkie’s! — as he roared.

Despite the shower, Pinkie remained silent, never leaving Twilight’s horn, her tongue dancing playfully over her supple hardness with practiced form. She could feel the intense feelings of love pouring off of her as Pinkie pleasured herself with a hoof reached down to between her hind legs, alternating between her milk-laden teats and marehood as she went..

Triton speared through Twilight’s cervix with his last thrust, leaving the young mage feeling the familiar swelling inside of her once more — flashes of his all-consuming desire in that final moment to claim and impregnate his lover fed back into her mind and confirmed what Twilight already knew but could in no way comprehend. It was like a second-mind had superimposed itself over Triton and had taken control. He wasn’t just driven, it was like he was possessed… to breed!.

Her latest climax disrupting her spellcasting, Twilight closed the connection, releasing Triton’s malehood in the process.

Twilight’s felt her legs skew off to the sides as she plopped onto her enlarged belly.

“Oooooh!” Twilight rolled over onto her side, unable to deal with the pressure, lying on her back in a puddle of her and Triton’s juices. “You know, I think I’m almost getting used to this! Almost…” She watched the puddle slowly expand around her as the sound of Pinkie’s applause filled the kitchen while Io sat back on his haunches, looking to her both spent and stunned… and very happy.

“Triton… you have to do me next some time. That looks like some serious fun!” She knelt down and started rubbing Twilight’s bulging belly.

Io and Triton kissed Twilight’s stomach, the former looking up at the clock on the wall. “Well, fillies… that was more fun than any of us had a right to enjoy, but to the crows with me, we’re seriously late! Do you need us to fly you into town?

“Actually, I’m going to take a nap,” Twilight rubbed her eyes as she yawned. “I can teleport Pinkie and I back down after I’ve… drained out.”

The three laughed and exchanged kisses with each other and Twilight, agreeing to meet again later that night. Waving goodbye, the two flew off into town, where Twilight knew they’d reach without much trouble during the early morning hours, the sun being mercifully at their backs.