Author's Note

CONTAINS: Foalcon, Filly/Filly, cunnilingus, casual sex, candy counting, innocent POV, costumes, arguing, a mare with a whip, and candy vag

Candy

“I can’t believe you dressed up as a mailmare...”

Cold Brew rolled her eyes as she dumped her candy bucket out onto the carpet. She rolled them again as she had to briefly pause to blow an errant strand of hair of her eyes. Her glittery pink frilled dress sparkled as she smoothed it out, before she turned to the task of counting out how much of her favorite sweets she’d managed to haul this year.

“But I liked being a mailmare…” Paperclip mumbled as she also dumped her bucket out. She’d thought her uniform was pretty spiffy, and it matched up perfectly with who she wanted to be one day. Sure it was a little dull and very brown, but other than that, it was neat. So what had the icy earth filly so upset? Did she want to be a mailmare too, and Paperclip had taken her idea? She certainly didn’t hope so…

“Leave her alone, Coldie,” Zew whispered, her eyes just barely peeking out from behind her mane. Her strawberry-colored, sequined hair sparkled brilliantly as she shook her head lightly. For the umpteenth time that night, Paperclip had to remind herself that Zew was not an actual Ursa Minor...her costume was that good. “She can be whatever she wants. Nightmare Night only comes once a year.”

“Yeah!” shouted Zippi, dropping a hoof-ful of candy that she’d been holding for some time. “C’mon, don’t be such a butt!” It was a little odd hearing a witch tell someone how to behave, Paperclip thought, but that’s exactly what Zippi both was, and was doing.

Snap!

“Girls…!”

As one, the group of fillies turned towards the sharp sound that had pierced their disagreement. Stood before them was the intimdating—even to Paperclip, despite the fact she’d done nothing wrong—figure of Zeta, Zippi and Zew’s mom. Though the orange mare had naught but some shiny socks around her legs, and a similarly shiny, pitch black corset around her waist, what really drew the fillies’ attention away from her eyes and flowing blond mane was...the whip in her mouth. It meant business. Zippi and Zew had always talked about getting whipped before, but...well, apparently it was more than a figure of speech.

“You all behave now, okay?” Zeta warned around the handle wedged between her teeth. “Let’s not have any fights. Sugar and sweets, not angry fillies.”

Much like Paperclip, the fillies generally wished not to be on the receiving end of such a lashing. Cold Brew sighed, but managed a “Yes, Ms. Z” before she turned back to counting out her Nickers and Hershay bars. Paperclip did likewise, and the Z twins were close behind.

Paperclip could feel Zeta watching her as she gazed down at her pile. She might have otherwise felt unsafe, but she knew Zeta well enough from her delivery route to know that she was just making sure nothing else like that happened. This in mind, she was more than happy to begin searching her candy pile for her favorite snacks.

Overall, it wasn’t a bad year in terms of her candy selection. She didn’t have too many of her favorite Griffon Gumdrops, but the abundance of Milky Moon bars and Fillsee’s cups more than made up for it. The mostly-silent crinkling as she dug around her pile with some of her best friends was oddly satisfying too. Even though Cold Brew was a bit of a butt sometimes, Paperclip knew that it was just how she was, and that it usually wasn’t personal. Or maybe she just wanted some of her Milky Moon bars and was too afraid to ask.

“Pst, Paperclip,” Zippi whispered.

Paperclip glanced up, and fluttered her wings in shock as she found the witch-filly only inches away from her face. “Oh, uh, hi!” Paperclip said, backing up just a little bit. “What’s up?”

“Wanna trade?”

“Oh, sure! I have Milky Moons, a couple Nickers, and—“ The pegasus filly stopped as a thought entered her head. “Wait, what do you want?”

Zippi smirked. “You can give me what you want. All I want—“ Zippi’s eyes darted down briefly towards Paperclip’s legs “—is some candy vag.”

“Candy...vaj?” Paperclip asked, glancing down at the side of her legs. What the heck was a 'candy vaj' anyway? Was it another name for candy bars, or something? She sure didn't know, but...apparently she had it, somehow?

Zippi nodded, her eyes gleaming. “I’m starving for some.”

“But, um…what do I get?” Maybe it'd be worth giving away if she got something good in return...whatever it was she was giving.

The witch-filly sat back, her smirk shifting from a Cheshire-like grin to a devious, knowing curve. “Any six candies you want from my pile.”

“Deal!” Paperclip declared, holding out her hoof. As far as she could tell, this was a great deal! Six pieces of candy for one? How much better could things get?

Zippi clasped it firmly. “Deal.”

Almost immediately, Zippi leaned forward, moving in to gently press her lips against the pegasus’ leg. Paperclip squirmed a little bit, but she didn’t pull back. Her small eyes kept watching Zippi as she softly rubbed her lips against the side of her leg. What...what was she doing? It didn't feel wrong, per se, but...it was weird. Nobody else seemed to think it was, though...they were all just counting out candy as usual. Were they used to this? Paperclip didn't know, but she also didn't care at the moment. Her ears flicked back and forth, listening intently and wondering what in the hay was happening.

A quiet noise from the unicorn filly brought Paperclip out of her train of thought. Looking down, she immediately saw the source: Zippi had moved to her...special place. Her tongue hung out of her mouth as she slid it up against the sensitive flesh of Paperclip’s crotch. The pegasus filly squirmed slightly, lightly kicking her hooves, but she didn’t pull away. It felt...good, if a little weird. Zippi’s tongue rubbed slightly against her, then pulled away, her eyelids slowly falling half-shut.

“Mmmmm,” Zippi purred, the sound traveling up the filly’s leg. “You've got a good candy vag...”

Paperclip blushed, but she felt a little less nervous now. She began thinking the trade was well worth it as the witch-filly leaned in to blow soft puffs of chilly air against her. Shivers went down her spine as this happened. Paperclip glanced down and saw that she was already wet down there...and it felt good. Almost as good as the wetting stick from that one time a few months ago...!

"Hey Zippi," Zew called from across the room, her eyes still cast down; "are you chewing on something?"

"Yeah!" Zippi called back, grinning and looking up at Paperclip. "Her candy vag!"

"No fair!" Zew complained, glancing up and pouting. "You're not supposed to eat any of your candy before you trade!"

"She's not complaining, is she?" Zippi asked.

Paperclip twirled one of her ears and shivered, but she stopped herself from doing it again. She didn't want to be too obvious about it. "N-no," she murmured, gritting her teeth a little bit.

Zippi appeared pleased, and went back to work, her tongue playing over Paperclip’s wet folds. The pegasus was at least right about one thing—it felt really, really good. The wetness was nice, and so was the soft feel of the Zippi's tongue, and even the soft little brushing of the unicorn's hat against her stomach. Paperclip huffed and leaned back, letting out a quiet groan. She was...okay with this. It didn’t feel gross, or even all that confusing anymore. There was just something about it that felt really, really good. She found herself pressing out against Zippi’s tongue as it flicked in and out of her sensitive folds. This was just what she was supposed to do, right?

Zippi was obviously enjoying herself as well. She was pressing impossibly hard against Paperclip’s sopping crotch, her tongue driving itself deep into the sensitive hood down there. Her tongue was a hot, wet point that swirled around the cadence of the pegasus filly’s breaths. She moaned softly, gasping for air and clutching at herself. Even Zippi was getting into it now, making the occasional slurping noise or giggle. Paperclip could see Cold Brew out of the corner of her eyes, squinting. Was she...nervous? Jealous? Something else...?

Paperclip didn't want to think about it too much, though. For now she just let herself be consumed by the moment, and by how well this whole thing was working out for her. Her ears were flicking rapidly, and she was beginning to feel a little bit sweaty. It felt good...hypnotic. It felt like...this was her now. She wanted to do this all the time now. Heck, why didn’t everypony do this? Granted, Zippi obviously did...did Cold Brew? Was that why she was staring? Did she want in?

Zippi noticed the princess-filly staring, and paused for a second. "You're so jealous," Zippi taunted Cold Brew, turning around and grinning at the bright blue filly. "You're just a stupid, jealous little—"

"No I'm not!" Cold Brew burst out, finally raising her head and glaring at the unicorn filly. "I'm just curious...why don't you ever share?" she asked.

Paperclip watched the exchange with mild concern. She didn't know what exactly was going on, but she didn't want to be in the middle of it. Her cheeks began to redden.

Thankfully, she was saved by the crack of a whip once more. All the fillies turned as one towards the sound.

“Girls, what did I say?” Zeta put in, her gaze now much colder. "No fights...and, one more rule," she added, winking towards Cold Brew. "Sharing is caring!"

“I wouldn’t mind some candy vag,” Zew whispered, eyeing the spot between Paperclip’s legs hungrily. “I’ll give you some of my candy too…”

“I guess you can count me in too,” Cold Brew muttered.

“That’s the spirit!” Zeta beamed, now winking towards Paperclip. “Glad you girls managed to work everything out. I’ll be nearby if you need me!”

Paperclip shivered as Zeta trotted away, and suddenly managed to feel even hotter and more exposed than she did already. Now everyone was eyeing either her, or her supposed ‘candy vag’. This...this was gonna be a long night, wasn’t it? There would be a lot of squirming, panting, wetness, and licking…

But hey, at least she’d get a bunch of candy out of it.