Anon was thrilled to finally have a day off from the spa after working every day since he had gotten the job there. Not that he didn't enjoy his work, he did, but there were matters that he needed to see to on his own time. At the tip top of that list was paying another visit to Silver Shoals.

"Back so soon?" Celestia asked from her pool float.

"I have something important I need to tend to," Anon said.

"I'm pretty important," she said as she sipped her tequila sunrise.

Anon paused and looked at her. "It's almost as important."

Celestia smirked. "Her door should be unlocked."

Anon looked away, embarrassed that his intentions were so transparent to her. She blew him a kiss and waved him off without another word. It was of no gain to her to tease him over it.

Anon opened the door to Luna's bungalow and stepped inside. His eyes adjusted from the harsh mid-day sunlight to the dark of her home. He quietly shuffled through her living room, navigating around the vacant couch in front of the TV, kicking aside several empty cans of Crimson Cow energy drinks. The door to her bedroom was ajar and inside he could see the former Princess of the Night asleep in her bed.

Stepping closer he could see the mostly-empty bottle of Applezzz sleeping potion on her night stand. It was still cool, meaning that she had drank it recently, ensuring that she would be in a deep sleep. Her sheets and blankets were scattered in a haphazard mess that only partially covered her. Her butt was hanging part-way off the mattress, with her tail draped onto the floor.

"Luna, you make it too easy..." he mused. He barely even had to move her tail aside to see that her vulva was indeed just as dappled as he had dreamed. He undid his pants and stepped out of them. "Let's see how you like someone having sex with you in your sleep."

He rubbed the tip of his dick against her pussy, feeling her getting wet as he parted her lips. Once he had a generous coating, he pushed it inside. Luna barely stirred as he started to thrust.

On the one hand, it was not as satisfying as he had imagined his revenge sex being. She laid there in relatively motionless silence, giving no reaction other than the occasional involuntary wink of her clitoris.

On the other hand, it was a pleasant change to be able to have intercourse with a mare that wasn't constantly making demands of him to go faster, or harder, or change positions into some kind of crazy yoga pose they saw in their copy of the Pony Sutra.

Part of him wanted her to wake up and realize what he was doing. He started going a bit faster and harder. His hips smacked against her amble bottom, and he watching the little ripples move across her flank. He otherwise enjoyed his leisurely pace, feeling her pussy squeeze occasionally as she came in her sleep. He could feel her warm wetness dripping down his balls, surely staining the shag carpet he was standing on.

Fun was fun and he was nearly done having his. Feeling his climax coming on, he grabbed her hips and slammed it home a couple more times, giving her a good, deep creampie before pulling out and sending a rope across her nose, along with spurting a few new constellations in her tail and mane. He smirked. It would be a nightmare to try to wash that out once it had set in while she slept.

"Taking us in our sleep, Anon?" Luna murmured as she lifted her head to look at him. "We suppose turnabout is fair play, after all." She licked his cum at the corner of her mouth and glanced at his stains seeping into her mane and could feel his thick load dripping from her freshly-fucked pussy. "Goodness, you've made quite a mess! A pity we won't be the one cleaning it up."

Anon woke up in his bed. He could feel the sticky mess in his shorts.

"... Fuck."

He climbed out of bed and kicked off his laundry into the corner of the room. He walked naked out into the hallway to the bathroom and stepped into the shower to wash off. He heard the door open.

"Morning, Chryssi," Anon greeted. "I don't need company, I'm just washing up real quick."

"Not Chryssi," Princess Cadance grumbled as she waddled in. Anon peeked out from behind the shower curtain at Cadance sitting on the toilet. "Do you mind?" she asked the impromptu voyeur.

"Do you!?" he asked indignantly.

"Relax. It's just number one. I'm not gonna blow up your bathroom while you're in it. Now, could you please..?" Cadance waved him away. Anon closed the curtain to give them each their privacy. The noise of the shower covered up any that the princess's piddle made.

"Stayed the night, I assume?" he asked.

"You'd be right," Cadance groaned.

"Chyssi?"

"Still in bed with my husband," she said.

"Is that... gonna be a problem?" Anon asked, not wanting to walk out into a fight first thing in the morning.

"No. We... worked things out," she said.

"How so?"

"Well when I woke up, I was the one wedged between them in the bed," she said, punctuating the end of the conversation with a toilet flush.

A little while later Anon finished his shower and opened the curtain. He has presumed that she had left but she was still there on the toilet, holding her belly and grunting.

"Hey! I thought you said you weren't going to blow up my bathroom!"

"I'm not!" Cadance growled. She got up with one of her legs propped up on the counter and holding a small mirror to look at her backside with her magic.

"What are you doing then?" he asked as he quickly toweled himself dry.

"Having a little problem," Cadance said, lowering her hoof to turn and look at him. "I need your hands again."

"For fuck's sake, take a number! My shift at the spa is gonna start in forty minutes, and I haven't even had breakfast yet! Unlike you!" Anon pointed at her belly.

"I have eggs in my uterus!"

"... Yeah, that's how reproduction works, Princess. Read a book!"

"They're not mine, dipshit! I need you to get them out!"

Anon rubbed the bridge of his nose. He could feel a headache starting. He could tell it was going to be one of those days. "Alright, turn around." Cadance turned in place and bent over, propping up her butt at him and flagging her tail aside. Before her could even touch her, her magic glowed on her vulva and parted her lips.

"Look, see?" she asked. Her magic pushed inside and gaped the rest of her vagina, letting the bathroom light shine in on her cervix. The inside of her pussy glistened with a viridian sheen. Her cervix, normally a tight pucker was just slightly open, maybe only the width of a pencil, and a smooth green surface just inside.

"Okay, yeah, I see it," Anon said. "But I'm no doctor. Are you sure this isn't something you should see Nurse Redheart about?"

"NO!" Cadance snapped, releasing her magic. "Nopony must know about what happened here last night!"

"Alright, alright," Anon said. "Let me just..." Anon pushed his fingers inside her pussy. The rest of his hand slid in shortly after with relative ease after last night, and she was still thoroughly lubricated. His fingers grazed her inner barrier just as his elbow was about to reach her lips.

"Okay, so this part might hurt a little..." he warned. Cadance balled up his towel and hugged it as he pushed one of his fingers into her cervical opening, and then a second to try to pry it open just enough. Cadance bit the towel and whimpered a little as he added a third. "Shit! How in the world do you ever manage to push out a foal through this!" Cadance didn't answer and just braced herself as Anon added his thumb to the mix, opening it just enough to-

"Aha!" He felt the egg pop out into his palm. He held it and slowly slid his arm out. Her vulva bulged and stretched to accommodate the extra girth of his filled hand pulling out. He looked at his arm and hand coated in greenish slime and the egg in his hand.

"Okay!" Cadance panted. "Now get the rest!"

"There's more?" he asked, looking at the obvious answer in her large belly. "Let me get a bowl or something."

Anon walked out to the kitchen to get a bowl. On the way back he passed by his master bedroom. Sure enough, Chrysalis and Shining Armor were still fast asleep beneath the covers.

Anon set the bowl in the bathroom sink basin and put the first egg in it. He slid his arm back inside Cadance, feeling around for the next egg. "You know, I've heard of food play but this is ridiculous"

"Shut up," Cadance growled through her grit teeth. Now that he knew what to do, the next egg came easier. Or at least, faster. Easier was subjective to the princess.

"How the hell did you guys even get these in here!?" he asked. Cadance only answered with a grunt, contracting her muscles to help push out the next egg into his hand. One egg, then another, and another. Her belly got smaller. With each egg, it got easier, and then it started to get more difficult again. Cadance huffed and puffed against the balled towel, started to get fatigued as Anon scooped out the eleventh egg and slid his arm back inside her.

His fingers felt around inside her womb, grazing one last smooth egg. "I can feel just one more. See if you can push it out." Cadance huffed and wheezed but shook her head.

"I- I can't! I'm exhausted."

Anon tried again, each time failed to get any grip on it. "I- I can't seem to get it. I'd have to... really get in there to grab it." Cadance looked back at him with nervous eyes, but eventually nodded, then bit the towel even harder. "Okay, just... try to relax."

If he could do it with Celestia, he could do it with Cadance. Maybe. He pushed the widest part of his hand into her cervix. Cadance whined into the towel but didn't tell him to stop. She muffled her yelp once his hand popped inside and her cervix closed around his wrist. That was the easy part.

Anon felt around inside her womb, making sure there were no others. He could easily grasp the final egg. Now there was just the matter of pulling it out. He pulled back on his arm, with her O-ring still firmly gripping his wrist. He ended up pulling all of the mare with him as she slid backwards on the tile floor.

"I need my hand back, sweetheart," he said. Cadance glared at him over her shoulder. He put his free hand against her butt to brace himself and pulled again. Cadance cried into the towel. Anon didn't yank. He pulled gently at first, but firmly, gradually a little harder. Cadance's hind legs started to tremble and shake, but he could feel himself making progress. "Almost... there..." The widest part of his filled hand pulled through her tight cervix and he was released along with all the tension. The entire length of his arm quickly slid out of her pussy with a loud, wet 'shlorp', and he fell backwards into the shower, egg in hand.

Another shower was something he knew he definitely needed as he placed the final egg in the bowl and brought it out to the kitchen counter. Cadance beat him to it, standing in the shower with the mobile shower head pointed under her tail. She disconnected the head and stuck the hose into her pussy. The sound of running water paused for a moment as her belly briefly bulged before she pulled the hose back out followed by a massive gush of greenish water. Anon washed off his arm in the sink while she repeated the process until the water finally came out clear and she turned it off.

"You alright?" he asked.

Cadance nodded. "Yeah, I, uh... thanks."

"You're welcome. Next time, don't put eggs in your womb," he said.

Cadance snorted. "Thanks. I'll keep that in mind."

They walked out of the bathroom. Chrysalis was out of bed and at the kitchen stove with the skillet going. The bowl of eggs was empty. Chrysalis glanced over her shoulder at Cadance. "Last night was fun. I hope we didn't break you." Cadance huffed at her. Chrysalis smirked. "Gotta break a few eggs to make an omelet."

"Did somepony say omelet?" Shining Armor asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he walked over to sit at the kitchen table.

"Hot and extra fresh!" Chrysalis said, sliding a portion of green omelet out of the pan into his plate. Shining started eating immediately.

"How do you always make the best omelets?" Shining asked.

"Because they're made with L~O~V~E." Chrysalis slid a portion onto Anon's plate.

Anon picked up a fork.

Cadance balked. "Anon! Those were just-"

"Yeah yeah," Anon said, taking a bite. "And before that they were inside a green chicken, so what does it matter?" He ate two more bites. "Fucking delicious."

"I know, right!?" Shining said, between scoops. Anon reached over and bumped his fist against Shining's hoof.

Chrysalis just smirked across the table at Cadance.

With breakfast over and his royal visitors seen off to the Ponyville train station, Anon grabbed his things just in time to be late for work again. Despite all his work that week, the line to the spa didn't look any shorter.

"Fuck. Doesn't Equestria have weekends?" he asked Aloe as he walked past the front desk.

"Estrüs does not take a day off, meester Anon..." Aloe said, signing in the next client. Though serious, she seemed more chipper than usual.

"So neither can we," Lotus added, directing Anon to his suite. She pulled him down to her by his sleeve to whisper, "By the way... thank you for yesterday. We are feeling much better."

Was that only yesterday? Anon wondered. It felt like weeks ago.

"You're welcome, of course," Anon said with a smile. Lotus gave him a quick peck on the cheek and left him to his work. He opened the door and walked inside. There was not one, but three adult mares. Anon glanced at his appointments sheet.

"Which one of you adult mares is... Scootaloo?" Anon asked. The orange adult pegasus with the purple mane sitting on the massage table raised her hoof. "Okay. I have your appointment here for the... Wonderbolt Package?" Anon glanced at the uniform hanging on his costume rack with the accompanying rainbow wig. "But as for you two..." He looked at the white adult unicorn sitting on the other bench and the yellow adult earth pony pacing in place nervously next to her. "This isn't marked down as a group session."

"Actually, I was hoping to give my appointment to her," Scootaloo said, pointing at the earth pony.

"Okay. And you are..?" Anon asked.

"Apple Bloom," she said.

"Fine. Whatever." Anon scribbled out Scootaloo's name and wrote in Apple Bloom on his ledger. "And you are...?" he asked the unicorn.

"Sweetie Belle."

"And why are you here?"

"... Moral support?"

"I don't need a cheerleader," Anon said.

"I'm not here for you," Sweetie Belle said. "I'm here for her!" She pointed at Apple Bloom.

"Me too," Scootaloo said.

"Why does she need cheerleaders?"

"Not cheerleaders. Friends," Scootaloo said. "Moral support."

Anon huffed and set down his clipboard. "Can someone please tell me what's going on?"

The other two mares looked at Apple Bloom. "Tell him."

"It's embarrassing," Apple Bloom said. "You see, we're teachers over at Princess Twilight's School of Friendship. And yesterday, we went out for adult beverages."

"Adult beverages?" Anon asked.

"Hard cider," Apple Bloom said.

"Manehattan Iced Tea," Sweetie Belle said.

"Kirin Beer," Scootaloo said.

"You know, alcohol," Apple Bloom said. "And since they have alcohol in them, they can only be served to adults. Because that is what we are. Adults."

"You are all obviously adults of the legal age of consent in Equestria," Anon said. "Otherwise you would not have been able to even make an appointment here. So it seems a little weird that you felt the need to say it out loud."

"We just didn't want there to be any ambiguity about the situation," Scootaloo said.

"That's why we all signed this legally binding form of enthusiastic consent and we had it officially notarized on the way over here," Sweetie Belle said.

"Pretty standard, really," Apple Bloom said.

"As you do," Anon agreed. "So you were saying?"

Apple Bloom took a deep breath. "We were drinking our adult beverages, and we were talking about work, and they asked me about how things were on the farm, and if I would still be able to inherit it, and I talked to my sister about it, and she said that now that my brother is married he'll probably inherit it with his wife, so the only way I'd even have a chance would be if I squeezed out an apple myself and I realize now that she meant having a foal bearing the Apple family name but I thought she was being literal so I went to the orchard and got an actual apple to squeeze out and now I've got one-" Apple Bloom gasped and took another huge breath, "stuck in my hoo-ha!"

"... Your hoo-ha?" Anon asked. Apple Bloom nodded. "Okay, so just to be clear, are we talking about your front door or the back door?"

"What?"

"Is in up your ass or not?" he asked.

Apple Bloom winced even harder. "Wha- NO! It's in the other place!"

"Okay, I want you to do something for me," Anon said. "I want you to say, out loud, the word vagina."

"Vagina."

"You have an apple stuck inside your vagina?"

"Yeah..."

"Swell. More food play." Anon rubbed his forehead. Dear Diary, today had a theme. "Okay, so I have to ask, why not go to Ponyville General about this sort of thing? This seems like a medical thing."

"Well, we were gonna," Scootaloo said. "But this was my appointment time, and there was no way I'd be able to reschedule! I was here on the first day to book it! The waiting list is weeks long now!"

"And besides, Nurse Redheart is an earth pony," Apple Bloom said. "I don't even know how she'd get it out with her hooves and not magic."

"What about Sweetie, here?" Anon asked. "She's a unicorn. Couldn't she just use her magic to get it out?"

Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom both blushed. "It's not like that. We're just friends."

"So?"

"So I'd be able to feel her magic inside me!" Apple Bloom said.

"And I'd be able to feel her, inside," Sweetie added. "It's way too intimate!"

"Also we have a bet," Scootaloo said.

"What sort of bet?" Anon asked nervously.

"Can we just worry about the apple first!?" Apple Bloom asked impatiently, still quite unable to sit down.

"Alright. Scootaloo, scoot your boot!" Anon said, waving away the pegasus. Scootaloo hopped down to go sit next to Sweetie Belle on the bench. "Apple Bloom, up here."

Apple Bloom slowly climbed up onto the bench. Anon walked around behind her and lifted her tail to look at the 'problem area'.

Apple Bloom looked back over her shoulder at her friends watching from the bench, "You guys don't have to look, you know."

"Yeah, we know," they said, making no effort to look away.

Anon reached over to his shelf and pushed the pump on the dispenser, subtlety labeled: SEX LUBE. He got a generous handful of it to slather on his arm for the first mare of the day. He was still a gentleman after all. Sweetie and Scootaloo watched Anon start to apply the excess lube against Apple Bloom's vulva, giving it a thorough coating before he started working in his fingers. He got to his fourth finger and Apple Bloom was already wincing in discomfort.

"I don't even have my thumb in yet," Anon said. "Are you sure about this?"

"It's not that, it's-" Apple Bloom groaned. "Can you let me roll over?" Anon withdrew his fingers and let her roll onto her back. Laying down, Anon could actually see the bulge in her abdomen.

"Geez! Are you sure it's an apple and not a cantaloupe or something?" he asked, placing his palm over the bump.

"We grow 'em big on the farm," Apple Bloom said.

"That's for sure," Sweetie said.

"Mhmm," Scootaloo agreed.

Apple Bloom glared at them. "Just get it out, please."

"On it." Anon placed his still-well-lubed fingers into her pussy and added his thumb along for the ride. Apple Bloom looked at the ceiling or literally anywhere else other than at her friends staring at Anon's hand being fed into her vagina.

"Wow," Sweetie breathed, watching Apple Blooms vulva stretch around the widest part of Anon's hand before relaxing closed around his wrist. Apple Bloom just focused on her breathing as she felt more of Anon's arm sliding inside her. Anon looked down at the bulge in her belly and gauged his depth.

"Wow. It's really in there," he said to her.

"I know."

At last, he felt the smooth surface of the apple against his fingertips. "There we are. Now I just need to..." Anon needed to stretch her depths just a bit more to get his fingers around the massive fruit. He started pulling it out and she whimpered. "Is that too much?" he asked.

She gave a half-nod. "It's starting to be."

"It's alright. If you got it in, we can get it out," he assured her. He slowly pulled his arm out and watched the bulge of the apple inside her move down along her abdomen. Once it was about the apple's diameter away from coming out, at around her g-spot, her moaning rose to a crying. Anon stopped, knowing that the apple and his hand coming out together would be more than just the apple going in. "Do you think you can push it out from there?" he asked.

Apple Bloom nodded. He let go of the apple and slid his hand out of her. Anon and her friends watched and waited as she grunted and groaned with heavy heaves and breathing to push the apple out, but if anything it only went further back inside her. "I- I can't!" she cried.

"Alright, I'll get it out," Anon assured her. He pushed his hand back in and felt around inside her for the apple to grab it again. "Deep breath," he coached as he pulled the apple out, stretching her pussy wider than ever before. "Just try to relax. And..." The apple started to crown. Sweetie and Scoots leaned closer, mouth's agape, to watch the miracle of... fruit bearing. The pressure inside Apple Bloom's belly grew more and more. Her leg's tensed and her hips lifted off the table along with Anon's wrist as he pulled the apple just a bit more.

"I- Ah- AH!" Apple Bloom shrieked as Anon pulled the apple free at last and Apple Bloom's pussy came in a mighty squirt, spraying in a wide arc across Anon and the faces of her two gawking friends, giving them both a mouthful of Apple juice.

Apple Bloom panted on the table and Anon wiped her climax off his chin with his free hand. His other hand held the offending fruit that was, indeed, an apple. Possibly the largest he'd ever seen. Apple Bloom rolled over and carefully slid down off the massage table onto shaky hooves.

"Okay! My turn!" Scootaloo said, scampering up onto the massage table.

"What? Do you have fruit inside you too?" Anon asked.

"Not yet," Scootaloo said. "But I bet Apple Bloom that if I could squeeze the apple out when she couldn't then she's pay for my session today."

"...Considering what you just saw, are you sure you actually want to do that?" Anon asked.

"Pssh, yeah!" Scootaloo said. "I know I can. Come on, let's go!" She rolled onto her back and spread her legs.

"Fine. Whatever." Anon rolled his eyes. It wasn't even the kinkiest thing he had done in the last twenty four hours. He applied some more lube to the apple and rubbed it against Scootaloo's marehood, holding it to her entrance with his finger with steady pressure, slowly easing it forward. Scootaloo looked no worse for wear as her pussy started to stretch. Just as it got to the widest part of the apple's circumference, it popped inside and her lips closed around it.

Scootaloo wiggled her hips and with a couple huffs her pussy stretched again and the apple reappeared. With another grunt she squeezed it out onto the massage table.

"Ha! Tada!" Scootaloo announced.

"That doesn't count!" Apple Bloom fumed. She grabbed the apple with her hoof and pushed it back inside Scootaloo. "You pushed it way up in here!" Apple Bloom pushed the apple inside Scootaloo as far as she could. Scootaloo felt the apple against her cervix, pushing her uterus up against her diaphragm, quite literally knocking the wind out of her. "There!" Apple Bloom spat. "Try and get it out now!

"Apple Bloom!" Sweetie Belle blanched. "You just had your hoof inside Scootaloo up to your elbow!"

"Fair is fair!" Apple Bloom said. "How do you think that apple got so far inside me? I couldn't have done that myself!"

"So... you and Scootaloo...?" Sweetie asked with an edge of heartbreak in her voice.

Apple Bloom shrugged. "I mean... sometimes? But it's not like that. It's just an estrus thing. Usually."

"But what about me?" Sweetie asked.

"Aren't you still dating Spike?"

Sweetie Belle shook her head. "No. I think we all know what that was really about, anyway. But what about you? I thought you were dating Tender Taps!"

Apple Bloom snickered. "Naw. His taps weren't the only thing that were tender." Apple Bloom placed her hooves an unflattering distance apart in front of her. Sweetie Belle blushed.

Meanwhile, Scootaloo was in the middle of Lamaze breathing between pushes. Slowly but surely, the bulge in her abdomen worked its way down. Mid way, she huffed and got up into a squatting position to resume with her hooves on her belly to help it along. When that failed, she moved her hoof lower and started rubbing herself.

"Scootaloo! Lewd!" Sweetie chastised.

"What? It helps!" Scootaloo said as she kept masturbating, dulling the discomfort with pleasure. Her hips bounced slightly in time with her breathing and pushes until, just as before, her pussy bulged and stretched open, plopping the thrice-birthed apple back onto the massage table with a splash amid her accompanying orgasm. "HA! Pay up!"

"Aw, you only managed that because you're a pegasus," Apple Bloom said.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Pegasi lay eggs!" Apple Bloom said.

"What about Pound Cake?" Sweetie asked. "He didn't come from an egg."

"Yeah, cuz Mrs. Cake is an earth pony!" Apple Bloom said.

"Wait, do green pegasi lay green eggs?" Anon asked. Have I been eating pegasi eggs!?

"What? No!" Scootaloo said. "They're egg colored. You know, white-ish. Or sometimes brown."

"Yeah, if the daddy is a zebra," Apple Bloom said.

"Don't be racist, Apple Bloom," Sweetie said.

"What? That's what Granny Smith told me."

"Yeah, and she was incredibly racist!"

"Nu-uh!"

"She once called a broken bottle a zigger knife, Bloom."

"Okay, yeah I guess she was a little racist."

"Ya think!?"

"Well ladies, as fun as this has been..." Anon said in a dismissive tone.

"Wait!" Sweetie Belle said. "Scoots and Bloom get off, but I get nothing?"

Anon glanced at the clock and sighed. "Okay. But this is officially Group rates now. Apple Bloom paid his rate, setting her pouch of bits on his shelf. "Go ahead and lay down, Sweetie."

"No. You lay down," Sweetie said, lifting him on the table with her magic. Anon didn't take the petite unicorn for a dom, but here he was. She climbed on top of him and straddled his face. He obliged her and began licking the sweet, marshmallowy pussy of a mare that indulged in sugary treats. Sweetie relaxed and melted into her seat. "Ah, yes. Rarity said you were good... I knew I had to see for myself."

Anon felt somepony tugging at his shorts. He tried to look and see who it was but Sweetie Belle kept his face pinned between her thighs. Another pony climbed up onto the table and started grinding on his lap, getting his erection wet with her arousal before lifting it upright to sit on it properly. "So awesome™!" Scootaloo squealed.

"Oh wow..." Apple Bloom said, looking through the 'tools' on the shelf. Sweetie Belle lifted herself briefly to turn around and face Scootaloo. Anon caught a glimpse of Apple Bloom over on the bench fucking herself with the big red dildo. Sweetie Belle re-seated herself on Anon's face for him to resume his licking, and Scootaloo continued to ride his dick.

"Come join your friends," Sweetie said. Her magic lifted Apple Bloom and carried her over to lay sideway across Anon's midsection, making the frame of the table groan. Held where she was, Sweetie's magic took control of the dildo and started fucking Apple Bloom with it. "See what you've been missing by not dating a unicorn?"

"Sweetie!" Apple Bloom moaned. A tendril of Sweetie's magic reached inside and tickled Apple Blooms G-spot, making her squeal. Sweetie's magic pulled the dildo out at the last moment and held her upside down in front of her to cup her pussy with her mouth as she came.

"Mmm, I can see why Scoots wanted to keep your apple juice all to herself."

"Mhmm!" Scootaloo agreed, feeling Apple Bloom's nose against her crotch as she kept riding Anon.

Sweetie Belle shivered as she came, treating Anon to her syrupy sweet mare cream. "Alright Scoot, don't hog all that dick!"

"He didn't even cum yet!" Scoot panted.

"Good!" Apple Bloom said. "I'm paying, I should get the pie!"

"And you will," Sweetie Belle said, her magic lifting Scootaloo off. "Right after me."

Sweetie leaned over to sixty nine Anon, licking and sucking Scootaloo's juices of his dick before shifting herself over to take her place and sit on it.

For lack of an apple or a fist recently stuffed in it, Sweetie was much tighter.

"No fair!" Apple Bloom whined, watching Sweetie Belle's pussy ride Anon's dick.

"Ladies, there's no need to fight!" Anon assured them. "Just let me get up and I can make sure you're all happy!"

"Yeah, Sweet!" Scootaloo agreed. "We're supposed to share!"

Sweetie Belle huffed. "Fine, fine!" She got off of Anon to let him up from the table. He stood up and looked at the three of them, trying to make up a plan.

"Alright Bloom, since you're paying, you get in the middle of the table," Anon said. "You two on either side of her." It was a bit cramped, but they all managed to lay close together. "Okay, this is going to take a bit of coordination. But I'll need to start with Sweetie."

"But you said-" Apple Bloom started to complain but Anon shushed her.

"Trust me, you'll see," he assured her. He got a bit more lube from the pump and applied it to his other arm, and then a good amount to Sweetie's pussy and started fingering her, working more and more in. Apple Bloom smile as she realized what he was planning.

"Uh, ah, I'm not so sure about this," Sweetie said, watching more of his hand sliding in.

"What's that matter, Sweetie?" Scootaloo teased. "Chicken?" Apple Bloom snickered.

"It'll be alright, you'll see," Anon said. "If they can take it, so can you." Sweetie Belle felt the pressure building as the widest part of his hand felt like it was about to split her in half. Her breath hitched in her throat. She was about to scream when- "It's in," he said.

Sweetie Belle looked down at where he was up to his wrist in her vagina. She shifted her hips a little. "Oh. That wasn't so bad," she said. "It's actually pretty good."

"And it gets better," Anon said, working more of his arm inside while he started to play with Scootaloo's pussy on the other side of Apple Bloom. Scootaloo took his fist with much less resistance and complaint after birthing that massive apple twice.

Apple Bloom looked at her friends' bellies on either side of her. She placed her hooves over the bulges moving inside them like pistons.

"Don't think I've forgotten about you," Anon said, looking at Apple Bloom in front of him. She looked down at him rubbing the tip of his dick against her marehood. But he was unable to guide himself in given that his hands were full.

"Sweetie?" Apple Bloom asked. Sweetie Belle could barely focus her eyes while she was getting elbow-deep fist fucked. Anon paused just long enough for Sweetie to use her magic to guide Anon's dick into Apple's bloom. As soon as she did, he went right back thrusting his arm inside her.

Anon alternated the timing of his arms with his hips, slapping them balls-deep into Apple Bloom, adding her moans to the symphony of mare ecstasy, accompanied by the wet squelching noises of their pussies getting thoroughly plowed. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle each rolled onto their side towards Apple Bloom to kiss her, getting a bit of each other as they met.

"F- Fuck!" Anon grunted, "Ladies I uh, I'm about at my limit here so-"

"Give it to me!" Apple Bloom cried.

Anon slammed it home one last time and unloaded into the wanton mare to her moans of glee. Scootaloo realized what was happening and tried to get upright, wiggling herself off of Anon's arm and climbed over to sixty nine Apple Bloom. Her copious wetness drenched Apple Blooms face while Scootaloo licked at Apple Bloom's clit, where the base of Anon's dick was still firmly pressed.

Sweetie Belle shifted backwards against Anon, forcing him back and pulling out of Apple Bloom. He stepped back and she stood in front of Apple Bloom, licking deeply into her pussy to taste Anon's cum dripping out. She glance back at Anon. "I didn't say stop." Anon resumed fisting her as Scootaloo switched from licking his cum out of Apple Bloom, to sucking off Sweetie Belle's horn.

Sweetie moaned into Apple Bloom's pussy as she came from Anon's arm inside her, soaking the floor in a very unladylike way, and then she came again with a horngasm in Scootaloo's mouth, making clouds of O-zone waft out of her nose. Apple Bloom came yet again from the vibration of Sweetie's moans in her pussy, giving the both of them a fresh splash of apple creme cider.

Sweetie's legs gave out and she fell forward off of Anon's arm, sending him falling backwards onto the tile floor. Scootaloo was the first to scamper of the table over to him, followed by the others. The three of them gathered around him to lick and suck his dick, each of them in turn taking his whole length in their mouth, getting every last bit of his cum and Apple Bloom's juices, greedily fighting over who's mouth it got to be in.

"Ladies, ladies, stop! Please!" Anon begged. "It's too sensitive! I need a minute!"

There was a knock at the door.

"Meester Anon?" Lotus said, poking her head in, "Your next client is getting impatient." She pointed at the clock on the wall, well past this appointment's end time. "Oh, goodness!"

"Send help!" Anon whimpered from the floor as the three mares kept fighting over sucking his dick.

Lotus quickly grabbed the water hose. "Out! OUT!" she shouted as she sprayed the mares down, chasing them out into the lobby. "Get out! And please come again!"

Lotus rushed back into Anon's suite, helping him up to his feet. "Are you alright?" she asked.

Anon nodded and took the hose from her, turning on only a little to rehydrate. It tasted, as he expected, like hose water. After a minute he sighed and looked at Lotus.

"Well then..." Anon said, "Send in the next lucky mare."

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