How to turn a boring event into something spicy
Zipp sighed.
Ever since her and Pipp had come back to Zephyr Heights after their adventure with Izzy, Sunny and Hitch, her family had been reinstated as rulers. And, while she enjoyed all the advantages that gave her, she also disliked the attention. Hated the attention.
And today was one of these days where Zipp, her sister and her mother had to attend an opening party, make a speech and take photos with ponies she would never see in her life again.
At least, Zipp didn’t have to make a speech herself.
Right now, she was sitting in the front row next to her sister, and the whole audience had been listening to Queen Haven for what felt like an eternity. If her duties as heir didn’t force her to stay and act properly, Zipp would have left a long time ago. Heck, she’s not sure she would have come in the first place.
After several painfully long minutes, during which Zipp only understood “new elementary school” and “learning to fly”, her mother stepped back and the audience got up to applaud her. Finally, she was able to walk and breathe a little.
Carefully avoiding any known face that could have engaged conversation with her, Zipp went straight up to the restrooms, allowing herself to slow down only after she stepped past the doorway.
She sighed once again, this time without caring if anyone could hear her—she was most likely alone.
Zipp looked at herself in the mirror facing the door. At least, her grooming was still decent and she could still appear in public. While the white pony tried to blow away one of her coloured hairs that had fallen on her coat, she noticed Pipp enter the room behind her.
Her sister was more at ease when it came to events like the one they were attending, and Zipp assumed that she was just going to pee. That was, until her footsteps stopped in the middle of the room and Zipp felt something against her intimacy, slipping inside her before she even managed to focus on her sister’s reflection in the mirror.
She froze. “Wh-what did you do?” Using her pelvic muscles, Zipp could feel that something was indeed inside of her intimacy. It didn’t feel big, it didn’t hurt, but it was definitely there.
Pipp didn’t answer, instead looking at her sister through the mirror with a sly smile.
“Remove it!” Zipp said impatiently. “You can’t just put things into people’s v-... I mean, what even is that?”
Pipp's smile grew even larger when her sister clearly tried to say “vagina” but stopped out of shame or modesty regarding her presence.
“Don’t worry about it, just act normally and everything will be fine,” the younger sister finally said.
As panic gained Zipp, she sat and tried to remove the object with her hoof, failing miserably to even reach inside of herself. She stopped when her body started giving her feelings she didn’t want right now. It was definitely not the place and not the time for that.
When Zipp lifted up her head, trying to calm herself, she realized that her sister had been carefully watching her. Instantly blushing, the older sister fell back into panic and ran away from the room, too ashamed to even face her sister for another second.
Later in the evening, Zipp had to come back to the event hall for the dinner that was planned with all the guests. She had managed to stay isolated since the restroom events, taking refuge on the roof where no one could reach her, but her obligations as a princess had forced her to go back before people started noticing her absence.
Luckily, she wasn’t sitting next to Pipp at the round table, their mother thankfully separating them. A few other ponies were eating at the same table, including the future headmaster from what Zipp could gather, and they were in a deep discussion with the queen.
Pipp had been staring at her sister for the first half of the meal, desperately trying to get her attention, but Zipp had been very careful to avoid any eye contact. Who knew what her sister was thinking right now?
The heir could still feel the object inside of her. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it was definitely unusual, forcing her mind to stay focused on it.
Almost casually and without thinking, she looked at her sister for a brief moment, instantly regretting her inattention. Pipp winked at her.
Winked? Zipp expected to find either disgust, contempt or a victorious look on her sister’s face, not a genuine sign of complicity. Zipp was definitely lost.
Suddenly, the thing inside of her woke up. More precisely, it started vibrating. Zipp instantly looked back at her sister, but this time she was the one avoiding her eyes.
At first, the vibration didn’t cause anything besides a small tickling sensation, but Zipp’s discomfort moves quickly turned the sensation into something way more concerning.
Zipp avoided looking at her crotch to not cause any suspicion around the table, and instead stared at her sister who kept looking away innocently. The white pony was soon forced to spread her hind legs, trying to decrease the sensations by pressing less around what she figured was a sex toy.
Soon, she felt her wetness drip out as small spasms started to strike her body very sparsely. She couldn’t focus on anything but the sensations coming out of her lower half, and Pipp had resumed staring at her with a sly smile. If they were alone, Zipp would have definitely hurt her sister. Heck, she basically wanted to kill her right now. But her position as the heir princess forced her to act like normal, at least as much as possible.
“Are you okay Zipp?” her mother asked all of a sudden, instantly freezing Zipp and momentarily calming the sensations in her body. “You don’t look so good.”
A shiver of fear ran down her spine when Zipp realized that everyone around the table was looking at her, waiting for an answer.
“I uh…” Zipp started as her paralysis faded away, causing her arousal to come back even stronger than before. “I feel uhhng, dizzy.”
She barely managed to hide her moan and realized speaking was way too dangerous.
“You can go to the restroom to splash a little water on your face if you think it’ll help,” her mother said with compassion. “Just don’t take too long!”
Zipp didn’t even wait for the end of her mother’s sentence to start running away, her tail pressed against her crotch to hide her wetness.
Pipp also got up. “I’ll make sure she’s okay mom,” she explained before following her sister.
Once Zipp reached the restroom for the second time in the day and made sure that no one was around, she let her tail naturally rise under her sexual excitement. Walking with the vibrator inside of her while forcing her tail down had been as painful as arousing, and she felt like her insides were about to burst.
She ran into a stall when she heard footsteps behind her, praying that whoever was here would leave her alone. The person entered the stall next to her, moved around, and a few seconds later Zipp saw her sister’s face show up above the partition wall.
“P-please go away,” Zipp begged her as her body spasmed uncontrollably.
“Don’t you want me to remove the vibrator?” Pipp asked, feigning innocence.
Zipp swore silently. What was her sister playing? “Please do it quickly.”
Pipp escalated the partition and gently fell in the stall, right in front of her sister. Zipp wasn’t a prude pony usually, she wasn’t even used to wearing clothes, but having her sister right in front of her while being this close to an orgasm was definitely too much.
Pipp stared at her sister trying to hide her wetness with a fake air of disdain. “I can’t help you if you don’t let me,” she said.
Reluctantly, Zipp tilted backwards, presenting her crotch to her little sister. It felt wrong in all sorts of ways, but her mind was too dizzy to think straight.
Pipp took a few steps forward, her smile growing with each one, until her head was above her sister’s crotch. With one paw, she spread Zipp’s hind legs apart, giving herself a better access.
Zipp shivered when she felt her sister’s breath on her wet crotch, and she felt her inside walls tighten momentarily against the vibrator, sending a wave of bliss throughout her body. “Please hurry,” Zipp begged, afraid to orgasm in front of her sister.
Not waiting another second, Pipp plunged her muzzle into her sister’s crotch, slipping her tongue inside of her.
“W-wait!” Zipp cried out. “What are you-hmmng doing?”
Pipp lifted her head to look at her sister. Her snout was covered in Zipp’s wetness, which almost made the white pony pass out in horror. “I’m helping you remove the toy,” she explained calmly. “Do you want me to go with my hoof instead?”
Zipp winced at the thought, knowing well for trying it earlier that it wouldn’t work. She shook her head.
At the signal, Pipp went down between her legs, this time not putting her tongue inside immediately, instead licking along her sister’s slit to gather some of her nectar.
Zipp wasn’t dumb, she knew that Pipp wasn’t just trying to remove the toy, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop her.
Finally, she pushed her tongue inside once again, this time immediately reaching the vibrator. Zipp moaned when she felt the toy move further in along with her sister's tongue. Pipp was clearly not trying to remove the toy.
The white pony felt her orgasm build up and suddenly, when the upper teeth of her sister playfully bit the fur just above her crotch while her tongue and the toy kept moving inside of her, she gave in and allowed her body to climax.
Zipp felt each one of her muscles contract, especially the ones around her sister’s tongue, and the blissful feelings in her body caused her to moan loudly. After that, everything went blank for a second and when she opened her eyes, she saw her sister facing her with her tongue out and the toy laying on it.
A cold and disturbing feeling took over Zipp’s mind, and she quickly got up and left the restroom without saying a single word to her sister.
The dinner. She needed to go back there as fast as possible. Anything to help her forget what had just happened.
When she came back to the table next to her mother, Zipp was asked about Pipp and said that her sister would come back in a minute. The younger pony did trot back to them with a happy smile on her face a few moments later, and Zipp shivered when she realized that despite the cleaning, the fur around Pipp’s snout was still a little wet.
“I don’t think I’ll eat anything else today,” Pipp said to her mother. “At least not before we get back home.”
