The day of Copromania, later that night...
If somepony had told the warehouse owner what had taken place at his facility, he would have laughed them out the door. With no small amount of work and some help from a septic drainer, the AMM crew had made sure to leave zero evidence from their shoot. To their good fortune, the warehouse was furnished with a complete working shower, letting them wash all the evidence that covered them down the drain. When all was said and done, nopony outside the building would be any the wiser to what took place inside.
Peach had been the last one to scrub down, insisting that the others go first. She had been hell-bent to get all she could out of the massive pool of her friends excrements. Only when Vantage Point and Hotshoe hounded her to get her flank out so that they could start draining and breaking down the fixture, did she begrudgingly make her way to the shower, leaving a reeking trail of grubby hoofprints behind her.
Using her magic to towel herself off, Peach walked back to the table still set up in the corner of the warehouse. She looked at all of the marvelous potions that she and the other girls got to enjoy with a bit of disappointment. One row of the elixirs had gone completely untouched. She picked up one of the bottles that read 'Spewer'.
"Not a single one of them went for this one. Mare, what a bummer..."
Really, it had hardly put a damper on her mood. The photoshoot went spectacularly. But she couldn't help but wonder how much more amazing it could have been, and if she would even get another chance to use them, given how powerful they were.
"Hey Peach!"
"Eeek!" the unicorn shouted, nearly dropping the bottle. Her hooves shuffled about, scrambling to catch it, before remembering the horn jutting out of her head and snatching it up in her magic field. She whipped around to see Porcelain Wave smiling sweetly at her.
"Hah...crap! The fucking? Damn it, Porcey! Why does everypony have to sneak up on me?"
"Geeze...sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." Porcelain said. "You looked kinda bummed out is all. Are you mad about the shoot or something?"
Peach's sighed. "No, nothing like that. I um, didn't mean to snap at you."
Porcelain's smile returned. "No biggie. So, what's up? After all that I'd think you'd be like, over the moon or something."
Peach chuckled. "I am. That was definitely the most fun I've ever had. Just feeling like it could've been even more fun if one of you girls had downed one of these." she said, jiggling the bottle.
Porcelain read the label. "Spewer? Wasn't that like, what Eerie was doing?" she asked.
Peach snorted. "I mean, you're not wrong. She was, that's for sure. This one in particular though, sends everything back up instead." she said, waggling her eyebrows. The pegasus tilted her head confused, getting another sigh out of Peach. "It makes you barf, featherbrain."
"Ohhh...Oh!" Porcelain's voice rose with realization. "Oh mare, like, that would have been awesome! Can I try one?" she asked eagerly, tail wagging excitedly.
"Now?" Peach asked, baffled. "You’re not worn out after all that?"
"I mean, yeah, I guess? Maybe a little. I still wanna try one!" the blue mare begged."
Peach thought about it for a moment, then noticed Porcelain's saddlebags, giving her an idea.
"How about I just give them to you? I'd hate to see 'em go to waste. I'll even give you the rest of the double-E. Make it a little more fun. Just, you know, don't go crazy with it."
Porcelain cantered in place, giggling. "Aw, you're the best, Peach! I promise I'll be like, super careful!" She reared up and hugged the unicorn, giving her a peck on the cheek. Peach hugged her back, catching the mares scent in her nostrils. Beneath all the scented soap, she could still smell the remnants of filth she was covered in earlier.
"Hey, It's no big deal. If you end up liking it like I know you will, I can always get Lilac to make us some more." Peach mentioned.
Porcelain let go and turned to give Peach access to her saddlebags. One by one Peach filled them with all of the leftover potions, as well as what was left of the Excremental Ecstasy vial.
"All set, Porcey. Try not to have too much fun without me!" Peach chirped.
"Heheh, thanks again, Peachy."
Peach looked across the warehouse at the open bay door. It was dark out and the streetlights were all lit up. "Say, Porcelain. You're not flying all the way back home by yourself, are you? It's pretty late."
Porcelain shook her head. "Nah, I actually am pretty tired after all that. I'm just gonna catch a carriage."
"Still," Peach continued. "Pallid and Hotshoe are leaving with Eerie. Zak and Zel are crashing at my place. I'd just feel better if you had somepony to make sure you get home safe." She looked all around her until she spotted Vantage Point coming from the direction of the shower, towel draped around his neck. "Hey, Vantage! Could you come here for a sec?" The earth pony's ears twitched hearing his name, and made his way over to the two mares.
"Hey, Peach. Everything alright?"
"Mostly." Peach said. "Except that this hottie pegasus here has nopony to take her home! You think a gentlecolt like yourself could fix that?" Peach pulled Porcelain close, batting her eyes.
Vantage looked at the ever chipper pegasus.
"Forget your address again, Porcey?" Vantage asked. Both mares smiles dropped.
"What? No, you idiot! How in Equestria would she–"
"That was like, one time, dude!" Porcelain said defensively as a blush tinted her face.
"Three by my count, but close." Vantage corrected.
Peach stared at the pegasus in disbelief.
Oh, Porcelain. Thank Celestia you're cute...
"Whatever!" Peach said with frustration. "It's late and I'd feel a lot better if she had somepony help get her home. You're not gonna let a pretty lil' thing like her leave by herself, are you?"
"Heh, no, I'm not. Just giving her a hard time." Vantage chuckled as he gave Porcelain a gentle nudge with his snout. She tried her best to hold a pout, but she couldn't stop herself from smiling again. Even when he was picking on her, she couldn't help being in a good mood around him.
Peach sighed. "Good, and thanks, Vantage."
As Porcelain and Vantage double checked their bags, Zakura and Zellie appeared.
"Ah-ha! There are my two favorite zebras!" Peach exclaimed. "You girls about ready to go?"
"All set!" the pair answered in unison.
Peach turned back to Vantage and Porcelain, and pulled them both into one more hug.
"Today was fun, guys. You two be careful, and remember what I said about the potions, Porcey. Me and these two-tone beauties are out."
Porcelain and Vantage returned the hug, and said their farewells. They watched the trio exit through the bay door and set off to Peach's place, but not before they saw Peach telekinetically fondle Zakura's flanks as the two exchanged mischievous glances.
"Peach just can't get enough, can she?" Vantage thought aloud. "You ready to get out of here?"
"Like, can any of us? Lets...hngh. Hang on a sec." Porcelain lifted her leg and let out rather loud fart she hadn't realized she was holding in. "Ahh, that's better. Alright, I'm good!"
"Still working out that potion I guess." Vantage said as he tried to ignore his reawakening member.
"Mmhmmm~." she hummed, wafting her vapors toward him with her wings, just to tease him.
After checking with Hotshoe to make sure he had the key to lock the place up, Vantage and Porcelain finally made their way out onto the city street to hail down the nearest carriage.
The ride home was cozy for the most part. Porcelain was snuggled into Vantage as the carriage set on its route down the main road and toward the suburbs on the outskirt of town. Vantage had been drifting in and out of sleep from the gentle rocking of the passenger seat, the comforting weight of the warm pegasus resting on him, who'd nodded off a while ago.
At around the halfway point to Porcelain's house, one of the wheels hit a decently sized pothole, giving the cabin a strong shake. Vantage had stirred some, but Porcelain had been jostled wide awake from both the impact and the rattling of the glass bottles in her bags. She sat up quickly and opened her bag, checking to see if any of them had broke. Thankfully they were all in tact. She hoofed one out and stared at it, reading and re-reading the label.
Porcelain loved playing around in her own mess, as did all the mares she worked with. But vomit was something very few of them were into. In fact, with the exception of Peach, none of the other ponies seemed to get off on it like she did. Just thinking about what she could do with a brew like Spewer gave her a thrill. She thought hard about whether or not she really wanted to go a second round with another one of these potions. But she was too curious to call it a day without trying at least a little of it.
'Like, maybe just a sip wouldn't hurt?'
"Whatcha got there?" Vantage asked.
*Gasp*
Porcelain jumped in her seat, clutching the bottle to her chest.
"Woah, didn't mean to scare you."
"Nah like, you're good. I guess I kind of zoned out." she said as she laid back down on her side. "Peach let me have these leftover potions, and I wanna try one super bad. Like, tonight bad."
"I mean, I'm down for whatever, but you girls almost overflowed a full sized pool. You think your house can handle that?"
She hadn't thought of that. "Yeah, I mean probably not...but I was thinking, like, maybe just a tiny bit? Like, a swig wouldn't be that bad, ya think?" Porcelain asked.
The stallion stared at her in silence for a moment. Vantage had no idea what those potions were capable of before the shoot that day. But he would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't a little curious.
"What's this one do?" he asked.
Porcelain opened her mouth to answer him, but closed it again, thinking silently. She didn't think very long before she popped the cork and took a swig of the lemony concoction. She snatched up the little vial of double E, uncorked it and gave the rim a quick lick. She sat back and glanced at Vantage with a smug grin.
"You'll see~" she sang, scooching close to him.
"You're crazy, you know that? Good thing we're almost at your place"
Indeed they were. After about a half hour ride, the carriage rolled into a quaint little suburban neighborhood, with Porcelain's home coming up on the right.
'I wonder what a small sip of that stuff is capable of.' Vantage thought.
*Snf snf...Sniiiif...*
"Hah...hah.."
His thoughts were interrupted by Porcelain's loud huffing of the fur on his neck. He looked to see the pegasus, her eyes glazed over with lust, had draped a hindleg over one of his own, grinding herself against him as the carriage started to slow down.
Vantage's mind started racing. As hot as the situation was, he wasn't exactly an exhibitionist, and Porcelain looked about two seconds away from trying to fuck him in front of the driver. He could already feel the flesh between his legs starting to swell, and Porcelain's grinding was getting more forceful.
"Damn it, Porce..." he muttered. When the Carriage came to a halt he awkwardly scooped her up and dragged her out with him. In her writhing, she wriggled out of his grip and climbed on his back, continuing to rub herself off on him.
Vantage reached for his own saddlebags and pulled out a small pouch of bits, hoofing the whole thing over to the cabby, who looked both unamused, and a little envious.
"Uh, don't mind her. She isn't feeling too good. Here, keep the change."
"Whatever you say, pal." said the cabby flatly as he took the bits.
He turned on his hooves and trotted to Porcelain's front door, his ever lengthening stallionhood dangling below him.
"Porcelain, I need your key."
"Mmf...hah..."
'Crap. Damn potions. Damn not having magic.'
Vantage struggled to reach the mare's saddlebag opposite the side filled with bottles. After fishing through a sea of bits and nick knacks, he grazed the surface of something jagged and pulled out the key. He unlocked the door, opened it and walked inside all in one unbalanced motion. Porcelain gave an extra hard thrust and nibbled his ear, causing Vantage to stumble and fall through the door way, sending them both to the floor.
"Ngh!" Vantage grunted. "For fuck sake, Porcelain!" He flipped over as she clambered to straddle him, sandwiching his cock between himself and her pussy. Her folds were hot and slick, the winks of her clit tickling the taut skin.
"H-hah...'kay, w-we're inside. Now I need you to get inside." Porcelain said in a ragged voice. She lifted herself up some, squatting on her hind legs as she angled the swollen member at her entrance. Vantage had the sense to kick the door shut just as Porcelain dropped down and impaled herself on him, making them both gasp.
"Finalllyyy!" the pegasus moaned as she bounced up and down, rocking her ass and hips wildly. Her body was burning up from the effects of the second potion, making her rhythm uneven but passionate. Her back arched and her head leaned back as the intense feeling elevated.
Vantage grabbed Porcelain by the hips and held on tight, trying his damnedest to keep her from flailing out of control. But the lust consumed mare seemed to be using all her might to ride him into the ground. Her soaking pussy had a strangle hold on his cock, overloading his senses every time she slammed down.
As she bounced on top of the tower of hard dick, Porcelain felt her head give a sudden spin, a dizzying sensation coming over her. It felt like her stomach was doing flips and a surging pressure was building in the bottom of her throat. Her body gave a small heave as the effects of the potion took hold. Saliva dripped from her mouth as she lurched forward.
"Hngh...Porcelain?" Vantage grunted.
"Hugh...I–hurk! I think that stuff is....hrk!"
*Hrk...HRRRGGLLHHH*
Porcelain lunged forward, sending the half digested shit she had scarfed down earlier gushing out and hitting Vantage directly in the face. He squeezed his eyes shut right before he was splattered.
The aroma that carried out with Porcelain's stomach contents was on a level that neither Vantage nor herself had quite experienced up until that point. The smell of Pallid's and Eerie's shit twice warmed over in the guts of the pegasus had a stench to it that could have rivaled the sewers of Manehattan. As accustomed as he was to the various smells that these mares could produce, this was one that had Vantage's own stomach doing flips.
"Huh...hah...*gulp*...o-oh fuck...that...that felt...s-so good...hrk." Her face was contorted in a mixed expression of queasiness and bliss.
Vantage wiped the slop off of his eyelids and saw the pegasus straddling him still gagging, slime running down her chin. The sight and smell of this nasty mare on top of him made his dick throb so hard it almost hurt. He tightened his hold on her and starting thrusting up hard and fast.
"Hng...hng...Luna's teats, Porcey, that was hot..." he groaned out as he fucked her.
She howled in pleasure as the stallion beneath her rammed his cock into her. "Oh my goooosh I knooow! Hrlgh!" The Spewer potion was doing exactly what she hoped it would and more. Another loud gurgle ushered out of her throat, followed by another gush of soupy brown liquid. Porcelain's head cocked back as it shot out and sent her barf straight up into the air and splashing back down on her face.
Vantage thought after all the action from earlier that he would have a fair bit of endurance built up. But watching the mare on top of him projectile vomit all over herself was already getting him close. Things sped up when he felt a sudden, hot wetness washing over his crotch. In the midst of loosing control of her stomach, Porcelain had started pissing herself. She was leaking from both ends, and Vantage was at his limit.
"Huff, huff, hngh! cumming!"
With one last pump, he slammed Porcelain down on him, bottoming out and filling her with what seed he had left.
Porcelain went rigid as she felt Vantage pop off inside her, warmth radiating throughout her vaginal walls and setting off her own climax. Her squirt jetted out along with another surge of vomit careening onto Vantage's chest.
With his post-nut clarity setting in, Vantage quickly realized just how badly he and Porcelain were destroying the hallway carpet. The grotesque puddle they were laying in was spreading out rapidly. Porcelain however was too zonked out of her mind with pleasure to think straight.
"Shit. Porcelain, we need to get you to the bathroom." Vantage said hurriedly. She responded with another retch. He wrapped his hooves around her and hoisted her up like before as his softened cock slid out of her. He draped her over his withers, and made a dash to the restroom.
Porcelain hung on to Vantage as he carried her off, her stomach heaving. The walls of the hallway looked like they were spinning, making her teeter from side to side. Her guts compressed again, bringing another wave of sick out of her.
*Hhhrlgh!*
Vantage felt a gooey warmth cover the top of his head and run down the sides of his face as he walked into the bathroom. He closed his eyes as he felt the slimy substance roll down his cheeks. He trotted over to the toilet and sat Porcelain down in front of it, and not a moment too soon. As soon as she hit the floor, she grabbed the sides of the bowl and lurched, sending a chunky, acidic spew into the bowl. The sounds of Porcelain retching and puke splashing bounced off the tiled walls.
The bubbly gargled noise had Vantage hypnotized. He watched Porcelain from behind her as his cock twitched semi-flaccidly between his legs. Every time she hurled, her clit would wink and both of her holes would contract, leaking juices onto the floor.
After several minutes Porcelain had filled the toilet up nearly to the rim. With her remaining strength, she slung herself over the side of the bathtub. The effects of the potion felt like they were dying down, her stomach pushing out much less violent eruptions. But she wanted to get one more orgasm in before it completely wore off.
*Ptooey*..."Hah...Vantage? Hah...k-keep-Hrgh!...keep g-going..." she begged, trying to entice him with her winking holes.
"Porcey, I think my dick is spent." Vantage answered unenthusiastically.
Porcelain could feel one more good yak welling up and she didn't want to waste it.
"Ugh. Then-Urp! Then eat me out or something...Hrk..."
Vantage sighed and got behind her, hooves on her flanks and spreading her ass open.
'This fuckng mare...anypony else would have passed out by now.'
Vantage bent down and stuffed his muzzle into Porcelain's crack. He licked hard and fast, darting back and forth between her asshole and pussy, trying to get her off as fast as he could.
The vigorous lapping put Porcelain back at the height of pleasure as her stomach started pumping up the last remnants of her sick. She shuddered, hacked, and finally hurled up what was left of the magically enhanced contents in her stomach. Her squirt hit Vantage's chin as her pucker clamped around the tip of his tongue. Vantage held still while she rode out what he hoped was the last orgasm she needed.
Porcelain was in a stupor. Her vision was blurry and she struggled to find the wherewithal to speak. It proved to be quite difficult for her, only able to alternate between the occasional expletive and mumbling the words, 'so good'.
Vantage thanked Celestia that Porcelain had reached her limit, and had cum what was left of her brains out. He turned her over and patted her cheeks a few times, trying to get a more coherent response out of her, but it was a futile attempt. The entirety of the day had eventually caught up with her and left her passed out, drenched in all her fluids.
The stallion gave up trying to wake her and sighed in defeat. He sighed again, a little more irritated when he remembered just how much piss, shit, puke and cum was drying into the carpet, with her in no condition to do anything about it.
"This day isn't ever going to end, is it?"
'Celestia's sake. There, finished. I swear, I don't get paid enough to be this mares wrangler.'
The amount of clean-up that Vantage had dealt with that day had completely wiped him out. But after another hour or so of it, he had managed to salvage Porcelain's home. Almost, anyway. He had given up forty five minutes in trying to remove the pony sized stain in her doorway. But knowing her, he thought, she would probably see it as some sort of badge of honor anyway.
The bathtub had been the worst of it. Sure, Porcelain had filled the toilet up, but that was solved with a flush or two. Everything Porcelain had yakked up in the tub however had congealed and grown cold fairly quickly, turning what would have been a simple rinse down the drain into painstakingly scooping out all of the regurgitated shit chunks into a trash bag.
Now he lay on his back, in a nice, clean tub filled with soothing warm water and a conscious Porcelain lying back against him, finally getting to relax after a long day.
"You do realize Arch doesn't pay me to clean your house, right Porcey?" Vantage grumbled to the mare.
"Hehe. Like...guess I should consider myself lucky, huh?" she giggled.
"So did you finally get everything out of your system?"
"I think, yeah. My stomach feels back to normal."
"That's good, but uh, are you satiated?"
"Uhm, yeah? I think so."
...
"Aaaand satiated meeaaans..."
"Are you not horny anymore, Porcelain."
"Oh. Yeah, like, I'm tapped. I'm super sore anyway."
"Thank Celestia. I wasn't sure you were ever gonna stop."
"Like you weren't having fun, heheh."
"You're too much of a good thing. What's your plan for the rest of those potions, anyway? You're gonna get hurt or wind up having your house condemned if you try and use them all by yourself."
She scoffed at the chiding. How many times was she going to have to listen to ponies telling her to be careful like she was still a foal? Between Vantage sounding like a concerned father and Peach being worried about her earlier, it felt less like she was in the company of fuck buddies and more like she was in the presence of overbearing parents.
'Huh...that's actually, like, kinda kinky...in a sorta messed up way...' the pegasus mused.
Vantage did have one good point. What was she going to do with the leftover potions? Given just how strong even a small sip was, she was sure she didn't want to gamble with using a full one alone, or risk trashing her place if things got out of hoof.
There would need to be a good reason to use an entire one again, and not just because she was feeling horny. A special occasion, maybe. With lot's of other ponies.
'Hmm...lot's of ponies...puking and cumming...'
"Nff...all over me..." Porcelain muttered quietly.
Vantage cocked his head. "Hmm?"
She continued to mumble, distracted by her vivid imagination.
"On my face...my ass..."
Porcelain could see it all so clearly in her minds eye. All of her friends surrounding her, one after the other, covering her in their puke. She could almost feel the imaginary chunks splattering on her lips, over every curve of her body. Or even one of the girls heaving right between her spread legs. It was enough to make her–
"PORCELAIN!"
Porcelain flinched, sending water spilling out of the tub.
"Gah! Like, what the hay, Vantage?" she yelled, annoyed. Vantage looked at her with a cautious glare.
"Knock off whatever's going through that cum-brain skull of yours."
"Geeze. Like, you don't have to get all bent outta shape." she pouted.
Then it dawned on her. She knew what to do about all of the extra potions. But she would need some help. Not just with planning, but with a lot...and she meant a lot, of persuasion as well.
"Hey, Vantage? My favorite dude in all of Equestria? I think I know what I want for my birthday next year."
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.
