Twilight, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy idled before the front entrance to Raw Flavor, a newer downtown restaurant with a particularly risque gimmick. The warm, early evening air was alive with the chatter of incoming and outgoing customers which made Rainbow Dash all the more antsy.
“Already twelve after,” She checked her watch. “What is taking them so long?”
“Honestly, I don’t consider it late until at least twenty after.” Twilight smiled at the sound of her tapping foot.
“How generous of you.” Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes.
“There they are,” Fluttershy reached up and waved as she saw Rarity and Applejack round the corner of the parking lot.
“Get lost?” Rainbow Dash asked snidely as they came within earshot.
“Sorry, darling,” Rarity apologized. “One of my heels broke on the way out so I had to change my entire outfit to go with my replacement pair.”
“That’s the great thing about boots,” Applejack hefted her jean leg to display her hide boots. “These puppies never break down.”
“Where is Pinkie?” Rarity asked, noticing their group still missing a member.
“I got a text from her about fifteen minutes ago,” Twilight began. “She said she’d meet us soon but to go ahead on in.”
“So what’s the big ‘to do’ about this place?” Rainbow Dash inquired, looking up at the neon cursive lettering of the sign.
“It’s caused quite the splash,” Rarity detailed. “Offering a very erotic eating experience.” Her lips curved into a sultry smile.
“Just how… erotic are we talking?” Fluttershy asked in a slightly embarrassed whisper.
“An elaborate sushi and seafood buffet served atop a nude model.” Rarity explained.
“Oh wow,” Twilight thumbed her chin. “Sounds... artistic?”
“Sounds downright unsanitary.” Applejack quipped.
“Oh come now,” Rarity took to the door and pulled it open. “No sense judging until you’ve tried it.”
“I’m too hungry to care.” Rainbow Dash helped usher everyone inside.
The front desk was completely separated from the rest of the establishment; Rarity confirmed their reservation and a hostess began escorting them to the main floor. The girls looked about as they walked; the center of the floor barren of seating, all the booths were semi-circular and against the walls; each fully concealed with a heavy velvet curtain. The five of them were led to the right rear corner and the curtain was pulled back so they could be seated. The table was covered with a satin cloth in the unmistakable shape of a mare; the hostess reached down and grabbed the edge of the material, it was swiftly removed and the girls recoiled at what was beneath.
“Pinkie?” Twilight barely managed to curtail her own volume at the sight of a very naked Pinkie Pie covered in various edibles.
“Ptooey!” Pinkie spit out the lemon that was in her mouth. “Surprise!” She grinned.
“Please let us know if everything is to your liking,” The hostess eyed Pinkie with a hint of irritation. “She already caused quite the scene while we were preparing her.”
“You guys were tickling me.” Pinkie pouted up at her.
“We’re used to her,” Rarity assured. “Thank you.” The hostess pulled the curtain closed and left them.
“Pinkie Pie, how… why?” Twilight stammered as they looked down at her.
“Well, to answer your first question I asked if I could be your plate… it only took about a dozen times for them to finally say yes.” Pinkie rolled her eyes as she thought back to the conversation. “And the why is more like a ‘why not’,” She continued. “What’s the matter, don’t you find this all erotic and stuff?” She shimmied her shoulders.
“Erotic and Pinkie Pie aren’t two things I’d use in the same sentence.” Rainbow Dash grinned. “Have to admit, you do look good enough to eat.”
“Don’t be shy girls, dig in.” Pinkie waggled her head. “Chopsticks are in the mane.”
“I see that.” Fluttershy giggled as she pulled a pair of the beautiful custom sticks, each set was lacquered to a smooth shine with intricate painting on the wood.
“Well, this certainly turned out to be something special.” Rarity laughed. “Only Pinkie would find a way to make something like this even more unique.”
“This is a little weird,” Twilight took her sticks and plucked a California roll from Pinkie’s thigh. “But honestly, I think it’d be more weird if we really were eating off a complete stranger.” She began panning her eyes over Pinkie’s body. “Um… where’s the soy?”
“Oh,” Pinkie craned her head forward and looked down her body. “On my boob somewhere, that brown swirl right there.”
“Ya’ll got any wasabi?” Applejack asked. “I like mine hot.”
“That’s in my belly button.” Pinkie answered. “Take as much as you want… it kinda stings.”
“Don’t mind if I do.” Applejack dipped her tuna roll into the green paste.
Fluttershy eyed the ball of rice that had been packed into Pinkie’s crotch and gently held her sticks above it. “I’m getting some rice, just a heads up.” She smiled timidly as she pushed her sticks into the sticky mound.
“Ooh.” Pinkie hummed happily as she felt it pull on her clit. “That was nice.”
Rainbow Dash smirked. “Oh, you like it in the rice huh?” She reached her sticks down and pressed them in, smiling as Pinkie reacted to the stimulation.
“Don’t be crude, dear.” Rarity smacked the back of Rainbow Dash’s hand with her own stick. “I will help myself to some of this tuna sashimi though.” She expertly reached out and took hold of the thin length of tuna belly across Pinkie’s right nipple; going out of her way to pinch it between the sticks.
“Hoo hoo.” Pinkie’s eyes lit up at the sensation.
“Now who’s being crude.” Rainbow Dash eyed her with a grin.
“Pinkie dear, where is the ginger?” She twisted her lips. “It positively matches your coat.”
“Uh…” Pinkie went cross eyed trying to see her own frame. “Is that what that slimy stuff on my right knee is?”
“Indeed,” Rarity nodded as she took some up and added it to her fish.
“Hey, I know I’m supposed to be the plate but could somebody feed me some?” Pinkie rolled her eyes around the table at her friends.
“No problem.” Twilight reached up and deposited an avocado roll in her mouth.
“Mmm… thank you.” Pinkie said through a full mouth; she laid her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the very subtle sensations that were popping up on her body as her friends took more morsels. “You know, having you all get so handsy with me is kinda nice.”
“This is pretty hot.” Rainbow Dash admitted, running her finger through the balsamic drizzle on her midsection.
“Well… there’s plenty of rice left.” Pinkie noted suggestively as she wriggled her hips.
“Trying to give us a hint, darling?” Rarity aimed low and pushed one of the sticks all the way into the rice.
Pinkie bit her lip, a soft moan slipping out of her. “Hey Twi… get some tuna will ya?”
Twilight hesitated a bit as she saw where this was heading, but a wink from Rarity eased her and she did as requested; wrapping the end of her sticks around Pinkie’s stiffening nipple, she pinched and tugged it back and forth.
“Don’t get too vocal now,” Applejack smirked at the sound of Pinkie’s rising pleasure.
“I’ll keep her quiet.” Rainbow Dash gathered the remaining soy sauce on her index and middle finger, sticking them into Pinkie’s mouth; she immediately began sucking on them, her moaning muffled. Pinkie parted her legs, the rice falling free and her starved loins fully exposed; Rarity gladly pushed her chopsticks inside of her and began moving them about.
“Oh…” Fluttershy quietly mewled as she watched her friends tease and tantalize Pinkie in a way that sparked something inside of her. She surreptitiously lowered her hand and fed it up the skirt of her dress, pulling her panties aside and slipping her middle finger inside herself. Wanting desperately to feel someone against her, she took Pinkie’s right leg and pulled it closer; licking at the sweet lemon sauce on her calf as she fucked herself.
“Guess it’s all in at this point.” Applejack took a firm hold of Pinkie’s left ankle, running her other hand up the length of leg and pressing the ball of her thumb against Pinkie’s clit.
“Absolutely.” Rarity adjusted herself to the side, working the sticks even harder as she took Applejack’s chin and pulled her into a kiss.
“Fuck, this has got me so hot.” Rainbow dash pulled her fingers from Pinkie’s mouth and quickly replaced them with her tongue, grabbing a handful of her spongy mane and fiercely making out with her. Twilight finally caved in as well, abandoning the stick play and hoisting herself up onto the table, grabbing Pinkie’s left breast in her hand and setting her mouth to the right; devouring the remaining tuna and sucking the sensitive nub.
Completely lost in ecstasy, Pinkie’s body writhed and bucked in the hold her friends had on her; cries of pleasure lost down Rainbow Dash’s throat. The partially enclosed area began to heat as everyone got more and more worked up, each of them trying as hard as they could to keep the display as quiet as possible. All at once, the five mares felt their friend’s body lock up; orgasm hitting with such force that the chopsticks were pushed out and knocked from Rarity’s hand, a thin spray of Pinkie’s pleasure squirting onto her and Applejack.
Rarity pulled her lips from Applejack’s in surprise. “Goodness.” She held her hand over her mouth to silence her shocked laugh.
“That’s the stuff,” Rainbow Dash ended her long kiss and smiled down the table. “Nice shot, Pinkie.”
Twilight quickly sat back down and began fixing her top. “Ooh, it’s… gotten pretty warm in here.” She noted with a chuckle.
“Sure has.” Fluttershy agreed with a quaint smile, having brought herself off to the event.
Applejack reached out and slapped Pinkie’s rear as she rolled onto her side, sending the few bits of food left spilling onto the table. “Feel better, hon?”
“Mm hmm,” Pinkie sounded with a relaxed smile. “Best dinner ever.”
“Food wasn’t bad either,” Rainbow Dash added with a laugh. “We’ll have to do this again sometime.”
“You know,” Rarity tapped her cheek. “I do have a professional grade sushi kit at home… I don’t see how it would be difficult to prepare a similar meal for less.”
“That… could be nice…” Twilight shyly admitted.
“I love how hard you’re trying to act like you’re not into this.” Rainbow Dash said as she poked her in the ribs.
“I didn’t say that I wasn’t.” Twilight defended.
“Um…” Fluttershy quietly chimed in. “Can… can I be the plate next time?”
“Heh,” Applejack chortled. “I think Fluttershy just learned something about herself.”
“I’m in,” Rainbow Dash eyed Fluttershy eagerly. “Better believe I’ll lick that plate clean.” She grinned as Fluttershy’s cheeks reddened above a sheepish smile.
The hostess announced herself from the other side of the curtain, Twilight gave her the okay to enter and the girls laughed at the look of utter contempt on the mare’s face as she found their plate curled up and snoring.
Author's Note
Just a bit of lewd to try and break up some writer's block. 
