Sensuous Emesis

Absolute Mad Mare HQ, one year after Copromania...

Eerie sat next to Yoga on a plastic-wrapped couch, who was trying her best to calm the anxiety coursing through the bat pony. Despite her efforts, the perky kirin barely made a dent in calming her love's nerves. Eerie fidgeted as she watched Vantage Point and Hotshoe waterproof the rest of the room's fixtures with plastic for the event that was about to take place.

"I can't fucking believe I let that bird brain talk me into this!" Eerie said bitterly.

"Come on, Eerie." said Yoga with a sympathetic smile. "It's her birthday! Did you see how happy you made her when you finally said yes?"

"She guilt-tripped me! She looked at me like I just took her favorite foal-hood toy and tore it to shreds when I told her to get bent!"

"You don't think that was a tad bit harsh?" asked Yoga.

"Maybe, yeah. But she knows good and well how I feel about this. I mean really, a puke party?" Eerie shuddered with disgust.

Yoga cocked an eyebrow. "Given our, you know, job, I'm kind of surprised you have a weak stomach about this."

"Uh-huh, I know. Argh..." Eerie groaned again in frustration, rubbing her temples with her hooves. "I'm into a lot of gross shit, Flamey. Nopony has to tell me that. But for whatever reason, of all the stuff that comes out of a pony's body, or a kirin's for that matter, puke just doesn't do it for me. I don't like the smell, the taste, the sounds, or the faces ponies make. It's all just so...Eugh!"

Yoga rubbed Eerie's back. "Well, then why did you change your mind?" she asked. "Wouldn't it have been easier to just tell her that? I'm sure she would have understood."

Eerie sighed. "Because I'm a pushover, and she's my friend. I really don't think I'm gonna like it, but I guess it's not gonna kill me. Plus I did feel bad about hurting her feelings like that." She started to calm down some. "I guess I just needed to vent. Besides, I'm not some welch either. I wouldn't tell her I'd do it, then back out at the last minute." Eerie's brow furrowed with determination. "And I'm definitely not gonna let Pinworm think I pussed out!"

Yoga rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue. "If it makes you feel any better, Porcelain did seem pretty confident that you were going to have a good time, too." she said, keeping the conversation on track.

Eerie scoffed. "Yeah sure. Maybe with magic and a blessing from the princesses." she said cynically.

As time passed, the last of the attendees arrived one after the other in the studio lounge. Pallid Crescent had shown up with a gift for Porcelain, which joined Eerie's and Yoga's on a table in the room's far corner. Peach Mable showed up with nothing more than a couple cases of hard cider, one of which had already been open by her, waltzing through the door as she pulled a swig from one of the bottles. The room was filled with chatter while music boomed from a nearby stereo.

Vantage had left shortly after prepping the room to go meet the mare of the hour at her place. Porcelain would have flown to the studio, but had needed an extra set of hooves to help bring in what Peach might call the 'pièce de résistance'.

"You really need to calm your teats, bat butt. Every time something fun is in the works you act like somepony might die." Peach looked at Eerie smugly as she sipped from her bottle. "Did you already forget how much fun you had shitting your brains out last year?"

Eerie squinted her eyes at Peach and smirked. "No Pinworm, I haven't. But shitting is rarely as unpleasant as puking your guts up." She took a drink from her own bottle. Despite still being unsure how things would soon unfold, the booze did at least steady her nerves.

Peach carried on. "Then you remember just how fucking good it felt. You really think Porcelain would ask your high-strung ass to do this if you were gonna suffer the whole time?"

While Eerie considered Peach's point, the door to the lounge swung open with Porcelain Wave and Vantage Point in tow. The pair glistened with sweat from the hike across town, burdening saddlebags bursting at the seams with goodies. Porcelain, though panting a little from her trek, grinned excitedly. With a swift wing, she swiped a bottle of cider from the table, uncapped it and chugged it down.

"Ahh...I needed that. 'Kay girls, hope you're ready to give me my birthday dinner!"

"Huff...Tell me again why we couldn't take a carriage back, Porce?" Vantage asked, a little winded.

Porcelain laughed. "Yeah right, and miss working up a good sweat? As if!"

She and Vantage unloaded their bags, using up the rest of the available table space. Porcelain's bags had some rather odd supplies sticking out of it. A pitcher, two large bowls, and a funnel with a tube attached to it.

"A beer bong? What are you in high school?" Eerie asked as she looked everything over.

"Beer? Yeah, like, I guess we could use it for that too." Porcelain said perplexed. Before Eerie could ask what else she could have brought it for, the shimmering of glass from Vantage's bag caught her eye. She lifted the flap out of the way and saw two very familiar containers filled with pink liquid, nearly dropping her drink when she saw them.

"Luna's teats, you've gotta be kidding me." said Eerie, stunned.

"What's the matter?" Porcelain asked.

"Arch is gonna have us all shit-canned if we flood the building, that's the matter!" Eerie snapped. "Did you forget what these can do? How did you get these?"

Everypony else had gathered round the table to listen. Yoga, Pallid and Hotshoe looked on with intrigue, while Peach snatched up one of the bottles and gazed at it like she was looking upon an old friend. Vantage had started on his own drink while he listened to the pegasus explain herself.

"Like duh, of course I do. That's why I brought 'em! And don't worry, I've been like, what's the word? Experimenting! I've been doing a lot of that, and I think I've got the dosing down!" The idea of the ditzy pegasus running experiments was both surprising and alarming to Eerie.

"Experimenting huh?" Peach butted in. "Is that what happened to the rest of them? I'm pretty sure I gave you more than two."

"Yep Yep! I burned through the others kinda fast so it was like, totes hard to save these. FYI, if you've never had a barf bath. They. Are. The. BEST." Porcelain said, punctuating each word with a clap of her hooves.

Eerie gagged. "Fuck me dead, no wonder you stink so damn bad sometimes."

Porcelain just shrugged at the comment. "Eh, you make no sense to me, Eerie, but whateve's!"

Not wanting to delay any longer, Porcelain took one of the bowls and proceeded to make a cocktail consisting of the last two Spewer potions, several bottles of cider, and the remaining Excremental Ecstasy vial. The last ingredient being the most important, insuring a mind blowing experience. The concoction was a brownish pink, frothy brew smelling strongly of lemon and fermented apples.

The group watched with anticipation as Porcelain filled some party cups with the enchanted beverage, passing one to all the mares. Eerie noticed that the only one of them without a drink was Porcelain herself.

"Wait, what about you? You're not going to drink this stuff?"

Porcelain shook her head. "Nuh-uh! Like, you girls are the ones feeding me, and I wanna enjoy every second of it!" the pegasus took the seemingly empty vial of Excremental Ecstasy and dripped the last drop onto her tongue.

Eerie looked at her drink, her anxious expression looking back at her from the surface of the carbonated liquid. She felt a hoof on her withers and turned to see Porcelain's never wavering smile. She then felt herself wrapped in a tight bear hug, nearly making her spill her cup.

"Hey, Eerie? I just wanna like, say thanks. I owe you one. And don't worry, this is gonna be great. Promise!" Porcelain released her death grip on the bat mare, who smiled back.

"Sure thing featherhead, and happy birthday. But you owe me more than one." Eerie raised her cup.

Everypony else raised their drinks as well, be it cider or magical brew, and cheered happy birthday to Porcelain. One after the other, all the mares drained their cups to the last drop. The birthday girl bounced in place from anticipation, and took her spot in the middle of the room.

It wasn't long before the girls felt that tell-tale burning need flowing through their bodies, and the first retch coming up from Yoga.

"Urp!"

'Damn it...Fucking shit...I can't believe how hot this is...'

"Hrgl...Hgrrglg!"

Perhaps it was just the potions, but that was the thought that ran through Eerie's head as she heaved another mouthful of slop into Porcelain's waiting muzzle. Within minutes of the effects taking hold, Porcelain Wave found herself surrounded by four very sick and horny mares. She and Eerie were reared up, forelegs locked around each other, the taller bat pony using the pegasus for support. On either side of them were Peach and Pallid, the former having Porcelain's mane snatched up in her magic and yanking her head back, giving the three vomitous mares easy access to spew on her face.

"Urp...Fuck, Porcelain...Urgh...Hrlgh!" Pallid spat right as her cheeks ballooned out with sick.

"Urk...urrp...nasty slut! Fucking gross wh-orrrGGHH!"

Peach's verbal degradation was cut short by another purge, adding another stinking layer onto Porcelain's face. Pallid sputtered in the midst of her own eruption, bursting with laughter at how ridiculous Peach sounded and spraying puke across the unicorn's face. Eerie sputtered out her own liquidy chortle. The trio alternated from giggling, retching, and dirty talking to their depraved little puke bucket.

Though she'd hate to admit it, Eerie was already having much more fun than she could've ever imagined, despite the horrible smell. Which was saying something, as the sour reek that engulfed the room carried a pungency that made every eye in the vicinity water.

While Porcelain was showered in the chunder of the three mares, Yoga wallowed between the birthday girl's legs. Her luscious mane was caked in the rancid gut mulch that ran off the pegasus' body. Her over-salivating mouth was glued to the wet blue pussy looming over her while kneeling in the growing barf puddle. Being uninitiated to the strange brew, the effects hit Yoga like a ton of bricks. So much so that it had quite literally floored her from the nauseating but euphoric sensations. Everything seemed to blur together and before she knew it, Yoga was lip locked to Porcelain's dripping cunt, lapping up her juices. As she licked, another strong churning whirled violently in her guts.

As wave after wave splattered her, Porcelain felt Yoga heave into her snatch. She squeezed her thighs tightly around the kirin's head, holding it in place.

'Oh gosh oh gosh oh fuck...do it Yoga...puke up my pussy!'

A squeal gurgled up from the bubbling muck in Porcelain's mouth as she felt the hot, viscous goo flood her vagina, filling her entire body with a warmth she'd never experienced before. Her hole was quickly filled to capacity with Yoga still throwing up, making orange mist spray out from the sides of their entangled lips.

*HrRcLff....PffLrght*

As Eerie gave her another round of mouth to mouth regurgitation, Porcelain squirted into the brimming maw below her. Were it not for the combined efforts of her four friends, she would have collapsed on top of the poor kirin.

In between purges, Pallid fought to speak.

"Hic-...well biiuurthday girl." she belched. "Are we just gonna sta-urp...stand here all day? I know you can think of more than this."

"I got an idea-urp!" Peach interjected. "Somepony grab that funnel. There's s-something I've always wanted to try on this nasty bitch."

Peeling her mouth away from Porcelain's crotch and spilling her mouthful of marecum and barf in the process, Yoga answered the call. "I...I got it..." she said weakly. The markings on her horn flickered to life, and the funnel lifted...and fell. Another upchuck broke Yoga's concentration, letting it clatter onto the floor.

Fighting back another wave Peach yelled out, "Urp! Vantage, Hotshoe, one of you dickheads make yourselves useful!"

The boys had been watching from the cellophaned couch, enjoying the show while their erections bobbed freely in the air. Startled by Peach's bark, Hotshoe leaped up from his seat and hastily retrieved the funnel for her. Returning to his seat he saw Vantage chuckling at how quick he reacted.

"Urk...alright Yoga, hang tight. You two, prop this little skank up on her." Peach ordered as she desperately tried to keep her vomit down. As quick as they could manage, Pallid and Eerie helped Porcelain into position using the prone kirin for support.

Porcelain shivered in anticipation for what Peach had in store. Lying on her back she had her ass propped up against Yoga's side with her legs spread wide open. Occasionally she would feel her heave under her and hear a sickening splat, followed by a lustful groan.

Sitting on the ground Peach had clasped her hooves over her mouth, still trying to hold back. Whatever Porcelain had figured out for the potion dosing made it easier to retain some self control, but the retching was still fairly intense. Eerie and Pallid however didn't even try to hold anything back. They had resided to lying in their respective filth and rub themselves off, letting their vomit pour out as it came.

'Selfish bitches...guess I have to do everything myself...' Peach thought, annoyed. She would have told them off were her mouth not so close to bursting. Frantically she snatched the funnel with her magic, hooves still pinned to her lips, and hastily worked the tube into Porcelain's puke slicked asshole.

Porcelain's heart nearly skipped a beat when she saw what Peach was attempting to do, an eager smile splitting her face.

"Yeah, fuck yeah! C'mon, Peach, fill my ass up! Empty your guts in me!" the pegasus goaded as she rapidly mashed her pussy.

Once the tube was in far enough, Peach slung her hooves away from her lips and hurled, throwing up a veritable tsunami into the funnel. The plastic conduit filled up in no time before spilling over the rim. Porcelain's entire body went stiff as she felt the hot swill drain into her rectum.

"Oh–Oh fuck...T-that feels so..."

*Plap*

Then her eyes were then blinded by Peach's soft, round and sweaty ass, her snout wedged deep in her musky crevice. Peach looked down at her from over her shoulder.

"You keep squirming like that and you're gonna spill it all." the unicorn said sternly. Peach wanted to see every last drop disappear into the pegasus' tight little asshole, not just wind up on the floor. "Now get reahhdy...urp...for seconds." she burped.

Meanwhile, off to the side, Yoga, Eerie and Pallid had formed their own vile ménage à trois. With Peach holding Porcelain in place, Yoga had been freed from being used like a recliner. Her and Pallid's legs locked around each other, the pair relentlessly grinding into one another's dripping folds. Eerie was content to just lay on top of her kirin lover while their tongues clashed in a putrid, sloppy kiss.

Eerie still couldn't believe how much of a good time she was having. Here she was, belly to belly with her marefriend while she scissored another mare, their lips and tongues battling it out, all the while erupting vomit into one another's maws. Everything about her current predicament repulsed her to her core. Her mouth gushed with a substance she hated. She was suffocating in a stench that she despised. Yet here she was, pussy convulsing with her every lurch and her mind in overdrive.

"Glgh...urgh...I love you so much, Yoga..." she proclaimed before going back to suck the juices off her love's face. Yoga smiled against Eerie's lips and reciprocated her affection.

"Urkh. You love birds are gonna make me puke even harder." Pallid grumbled. The earth pony looked around her. Peach was still spilling her guts into Porcelain's asshole. Yoga and Eerie had lost themselves in each other. Meanwhile the only pair of stallions sat on the other side of the room, stroking their meat to the depraved scene in front of them. To her disappointment, it felt like the effects of the elixirs were starting to wane on her. She'd give the sporadic dry heave, but very little was coming out anymore. She considered taking another dose, but the first one had already exhausted her quite a lot. All she really wanted now was a good, stiff rutting. "Hey, why don't you boys take Peach's suggestion and make yourselves useful." she yelled out. Still on her back, Pallid spun her rear end towards the stallions, spreading her legs in a blunt invitation.

Vantage Point stood at attention. "I think that's our cue, Shoe. Whaddaya think, heads or tails?"

Hotshoe watched as Pallid smiled wantingly at him, running her tongue over her vomit covered lips.

"Heads. Definitely heads." He answered assuredly.

The two took their places at either end of Pallid, cocks at the ready. She stared up hungrily at Hotshoe's long, throbbing appendage. Not quite as big Vantage, but still enjoyable. For her it was the perfect sucking size.

"Ah, good boy. Come give momma that good dick." the earth mare beckoned."

A large glob of pre-cum dripped from him at her words. She giggled, knowing just how to push the unicorn stallion's buttons. Gingerly she kissed the tip of his cock, then dropped her jaw and stuck out her tongue.

"Ahhhhhhh."

Hotshoe squatted down and mounted Pallid's head. Her hot, foul breath washed over his shaft as he guided the head of his cock down into her gullet. In front of him Vantage laid against her, his own pulsing member already plunging deep into her pussy. Vantage could feel her velvety walls constricting tightly around him. He grunted, drew back and slammed back into her with enough thrust to rock her forward, forcing Hotshoe's dick further in and making her gag. Hotshoe instinctively thrusted, and proceeded to fuck the snow-white mare's face. He could feel rivers of drool running all the way down to his balls, and both stallions were doing all they could to not immediately blow their loads.

Pallid was happy to finally be getting a proper dicking. Vantage had her pinned down and was using slow, deep and hard pumps, making sure she felt every inch of his cock pummeling her cunt. Hotshoe's member scraped the roof of her mouth as it did it's best to treat her uvula like a punching bag. If there was anything left to give in Pallid's stomach, Hotshoe was trying his hardest to bring it up.

*GLK GLK GLK GLK...HHRRRRGLH*

Screwing her eyes shut Pallid retched in earnest, coating Hotshoe's stallionhood with a sickly brown bile. It hadn't felt as good now that the potion effects had worn off, but Pallid didn't mind one bit. Over the vulgar sounds of her sloppy holes being fucked, she could hear Peach hacking up the gunk in her throat.

*HAAAACK, PTOOEY*

The unicorn cleared her airway and spat one last loogie into the funnel to be swallowed up by Porcelain's putrid anus. She watched intently as her spew slowly drained away, that last little glob of phlegm the last to disappear.

"Yeaahh...hahh...suck it down your ass, toilet." Peach huffed.

Porcelain's full tummy pushed back against Peach's. It groaned as the bubbling goop steeped inside her while she laid pinned under Peach's ass.

Satisfied that the funnel drained completely, Peach abruptly yanked the tube out of Porcelain, making her squeal up into her crack.

"Alright you little bitch, on your hooves." Peach demanded as she got up.

Porcelain rolled over on her swollen belly and rose up on shaky legs, clenching her asshole shut. Her fur was completely discolored from the caked up vomit matted to it. The stench that clung to her and clouded the room filled her nose with every breath. Peach was always the dominant type, physically and verbally. But she was only this aggressive whenever she was really, really turned on. Porcelain watched in a daze as Peach cantered off, seemingly fully recovered from the Spewer elixir. On her way back she couldn't help but notice how disheveled the pink mare had become. Her mane was matted nearly as bad as hers, face smeared in sick, and large hunks of mucous hung from her nostrils. Floating next to her was the other empty bowl, which she placed on the ground. She looked at Porcelain with a domineering glare.

"Open." Peach ordered, tapping a hoof on Porcelain's cheek.

She submissively dropped her jaw and stuck out her tongue. Peach leaned over, put a hoof to her snout and blew. A thick, creamy wad of snot rocketed out of her nose, landing right on Porcelain's tongue and the sides of her mouth.

Porcelain let the gooey substance roll around her pallet. She swished it around some, really taking in the flavor of somepony else's snot mixed with a little puke. She nibbled on the harder bits, breaking them up until it was all a homogenized soup, then gulped it down.

Everypony else was finishing up. Hotshoe and Vantage Point had pulled out of Pallid Crescent respectively and fired there spunk across her face. She caught as much of it as she could in her mouth while the rest painted her.

Eerie, after the short stint of her grotesque make-out session, had come to her senses. With the hyper arousal having worn off, the realization of her condition, the awful smell, and the fact she was sitting in an enormous puddle of several ponies puke had become significantly more revolting. She shook with disgust as she cradled an unconscious Yoga Flame, her leathery wings pinned over her own snout to try and block out the horrible smell. She knew the second an opportunity presented itself, she'd take Yoga and make a break for the showers.

Having all gotten to cum, the four conscious ponies laid in the their filth and focused their attention on the last two mares still going at it.

"Ngggh...Um, Peach? Like, I don't think I can hold it anymore." Porcelain begged. Her pucker was bulging out, juice leaking out of the wrinkled flesh.

Peach grinned wickedly. "Right here, Porcey. Empty your ass in it." she commanded, motioning at the bowl on the floor. Watching Porcelain carefully turn her ass around and squat over the bowl, Peach laid down on her stomach right behind her for a front row seat. The pegasus was trembling, not able to contain herself any longer.

"PUSH!!!"

Porcelain relaxed her rectal muscles, and a violent waterfall of puke and shit burst from strained asshole.

"HaaaaaaAAAHHH!"

The pegasus howled with relief as she unloaded herself into the bowl. She closed her eyes and gasped, fully taken aback by the feeling of her shit and Peach's vomit rushing out of her. Little pockets of air sputtered noisily as the vile muck spewed. The larger nuggets of scat kept getting stuck, making Porcelain bear down to force them out, sending them careening into the repugnant soup and splashing Peach's muzzle with pulp.

Peach stared up at the anal deluge with salacious intent, licking her lips of the droplets that bespeckled them. She got back on her hooves as the filthy flow petered out, and snuck a taste from the abused hole, dragging her tongue from Porcelain's perineum up to her dock. Porcelain reciprocated in turn with a loud, sopping wet fart. The foul gust reeked of the marinade that she had excreted. It was one of the few smells that had ever managed to make Peach tear up, and it aided in making what she was about to do all the more exhilarating.

Porcelain slumped forward and hit the ground, ass still up. Her sore pucker and sensitive pussy winked shamelessly in the air.

"Uh uh. Roll your ass over and sit up, slut. We're not through." Peach ordered. But Porcelain didn't move fast enough to her liking. Before she knew it, the pegasus was engulfed in violet, lifted off the ground and turned over, sitting on her haunches.

Caught in the same violet hue, the funnel levitated over Porcelain. She stared at the rubber tube that had been in her ass, smeared with streaks of shit inside and out. She opened her mouth to speak, but not before the filthy tube was stuffed inside instead. She tilted her head back and looked up at the lecherously glaring unicorn.

"I could use an extra horn over here, Hotshoe." Peach called out.

Hotshoe got back to his hooves, Peach giving him control of the funnel. She lifted the container of pony shit and puke up with her magic and hovered it over the funnel. Porcelain's eyes widened while Peach looked at her with that same lecherous expression.

"Love ya, Porcey. Happy birthday!"

The bowl tipped over, and the repulsive slop poured out into the funnel. The tubing filled up rapidly and in an instant Porcelain's mouth was filled to capacity with the medley of Peach's vomit and her own shit.

Turned on beyond belief Porcelain attacked her pussy with both hooves and clopped herself off like her life depended on it. She chugged down the vile concoction with obnoxiously loud gulps, moaning shamelessly after each swallow. Every now and then a lump of her shit would clog the tube. She'd give a hard suck, and the nugget would pop into her hungry maw, followed by a torrent of the stinking slurry.

With everything coming out so fast, Porcelain wasn't able to contain it all, the slime running down her face and all the way down to her snatch before pooling where she sat. She rubbed her clit faster and faster as she neared her peak.

Everypony looked on with varying degree's of interest. Pallid and Vantage seemed impressed, Hotshoe had dropped from his sheath again. But Eerie looked away, suffering enough from the sound of what was happening while Yoga was still unconscious in her lap.

Peach leered down at the degenerate pegasus with desire, then turned her attention to Hotshoe. "Put that cock of yours to work and don't stop until I'm through with you." she demanded as she flagged her tail.

Hotshoe gulped and quickly got behind her, keeping the funnel steady. Still slick with Pallid's vomit he wasted no time and slipped into Peach's pussy with ease. He hammered away at the pink mare as she emptied the bowl. By the time she was finished, Porcelain's gut had swelled all over again. She sat there full and dizzy, nausea running rampant through her. Hotshoe let the funnel fall to the floor once it was done with, putting all his focus into pounding Peach, who'd let the bowl fall right after.

"Hngh...hngh...alright Porcey, stand up. Peachy wants a kiss." the unicorn stammered as she was fucked.

Porcelain managed to get back up, her bloated tummy hanging underneath her. She closed her eyes and leaned in to give Peach a big, nasty smooch. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt something lunge inside. Her eyes shot back open to see two violet digits jutting out past her lips, and looked back at Peach who was glaring menacingly.

"Neat trick huh? Learned it from Lilac." Peach said proudly. "Looks just like two minotaur fingers, don't it? You wouldn't believe how much you can do with these things. They can get in real DEEP!"

On the last word Peach ruthlessly thrusted the magical appendages in and out of Porcelain's throat, getting the pegasus retching all over again.

*GLUKGLUKGLUKGLUK...GLLLLRRGGHH.....GLKGLGKGLK*

"C'mon, C'mon!" Peach growled fiercely. "Do it. Do it right in my face! C'mon you little slut...fucking puke on me!"

Peach assaulted Porcelain's throat relentlessly. All the while Hotshoe railed the manic unicorn as hard as he could, being close to another orgasm.

Porcelain was seeing stars. Her stomach was about to erupt, and her pussy was ready to burst. Then Peach forced the magic fingers down as far as she could. Porcelain heaved, and vollyed everything inside her all at once.

*BLLLLEEEEEAAARRRRGGHHHH*

A tidal wave of the nastiest substance Porcelain had ever consumed launched out of her mouth with enough force to make her head snap back. At the same time she'd reached an all time peak, and sent a huge gush of marecum squirting across the floor.

The barf cannon that Porcelain had unleashed completely drenched Peach from horn to hoof. She'd opened her mouth right as Porcelain's maw erupted, catching as much of the slurry as possible and drinking it down. Relishing in the disgusting monsoon and with Hotshoe battering her cunt, she too relented to her own orgasm and came on the stallion inside her.

Hotshoe wasn't left unmarred by Porcelain's blast. He'd screwed his eyes shut just in time to before being doused. The rancid smell and feel of the filth, not to mention Peach cumming on his dick, had him firing rope after rope hot spunk into the pink unicorn.

It wasn't until Peach was sure that she'd gotten every last drop out of Porcelain's belly that the magic fingers vanished. She stood stock still for several moments, basking in her afterglow as the gunk that coated her warmed her entire body. Her nose was filled with the most acrid of stenches she had ever smelled in her life, and a chill ran up her spine as she felt Hotshoe's flaccid member slide out of her twat.

Porcelain gazed at Peach in a dopamine-ridden stupor, before dropping to the floor with a wet plop. She couldn't believe how tired she was. But it had been so, so worth it to her. Her pussy ached in the best of ways and her stomach felt completely empty. If she could, she would have dozed off in the massive pile of sick she laid in.

The room had fallen quiet save for the labored breathing of a few winded ponies. The atmosphere was heavy with the stench of so much waste, and Eerie had finally had enough. She pried her wings away from her snout but didn't dare breathe through it, opting for her mouth instead. She tossed her messy marefriend on her back and made a break for the exit.

"HappybirthdayPorcelainIgottagetthefuckouttaherebye!" Eerie blurted out as she escaped with Yoga out the door. In a flash the couple was gone, leaving a messy trail.

Porcelain called out to her. "Thanks a ton Eerie! I'll make it up to you, promise!"

Porcelain and Pallid dragged themselves up off the floor, the latter deciding to hit the shower before the mess that collected in her fur got any harder to scrub out. Porcelain elected to join her. All that was left were the pair of stallions and the unicorn mare.

"That might have been the wildest thing I've ever experienced. So I guess the not so fun part now, right?" Hotshoe asked, taking stock of the decimated lounge.

Vantage was about to confirm Hotshoe's question, but was startled by the slamming and locking of the door. Both of them turned to see Peach staring them down. Even through the layers of caked on filth they could make out an impish smirk underneath. Floating next to her was the bowl with the remains of the enchanted cocktail.

"You know, you boys sit on the sidelines way too much while us girls do all the heavy lifting." Peach said with a low, sultry voice. "You ought to join in once in a while."

Before either stallion could protest, that ever-returning violet glow tugged at their jaws, prying them open, with the potion bowl hovering overhead.

"Now that I think of it. I don't think I've ever done something like this with a stallion before." she mused as she poured each of them a mouthful.