Twilight and Fluttershy flew back down to the other two waiting mares, an air of uncomfortable uncertainty hanging between them. Cadence seemed to be fretting about the threads of magic again, Twilight was pondering just exactly needed to be done now, Fluttershy was still replaying the image of Bow pounding Rainbow Dash and getting a bit of a rise out of it, and Applejack seemed to be double checking the way they came. So as two mares landed, not a word was passed between them, each lost in their own thoughts. It was only broken a minute later as a loud yawn broke out over them, leading the four to look up to a very tired looking Rainbow Dash hovering over them.

“Okay, let’s get moving so I can… Oh hey Princess.” Dash blearily acknowledged Cadence’s presence. “What are you doing here?”

“Did you not tell her?” Cadence looked at Twilight, causing the purple princess to look aside.

“I gave her a brief summary.” Twilight answered curtly.

“All I know is we need to get the Elements together, and honestly a bit more than that’s going to be to much for me. So… Short version of events?”

“Cadence cast a love spell on Princess Celestia and Luna that’s expanded across the land that got mixed up with Twilight’s bedroom alterations.” Applejack summed up. “So, four ropes in a knot that needs to be cut.”

Rainbow Dash blinked slowly as she processed the information. “So… I’m guessing what Twilight did let her take more dick and get some more milk then huh?” Dash smiled knowingly down at the mare in question. “I didn’t know ya had it in you Twi.”

“That’s not what’s important right now, now we need to go to Rarity’s.” Twilight stated as she began walking toward town.

“I’m just saying, there’s no shame in it Twi. I mean, however this happened, I’ve only seen upsides so far.” Dash said as she began flying backwards on her back. “Mom and dad got to be together, I got one of the best nights of my life, and-“

“Wait, what?” Cadence’s attention snapped up to the rainbow mare.

“Yeah, weird thing. My mom and dad are practically totally physically incompatible. Dad’s got a dick the size of his thigh, literally, and mom has a cooch you can cover with three fingers.” Dash recounted, holding up said fingers. “So when I went to check it out last night to talk to Twilight today it just… wasn’t a problem.” She concluded with a shrug.

“And that best night of your life bit?” Cadence asked, focusing on the bit she really meant with her question.

“Oh yeah, dad was absolutely the thickest dick I’ve ever taken. He might not have pushed that far like Thunderlane, but boy could he fill me up. And then mom-“

“Okay, okay, I get it.” Cadence was squinting her eyes shut as she waved Rainbow Dash away. “I don’t need all the details.”

“What I need the details on are you two.” Dash immediately shifted gears to Fluttershy and Applejack, who were once more side by side. “I want to hear how this happened.”

“Twilight.” Cadence hissed, pulling forward a bit with her fellow princess as the other three gossiped. “It’s getting worse.”

“I-I mean, is it?” Twilight glanced backward. “Rainbow Dash has always been a bit forward about her nights with the Wonderbolts, and yeah it might be a bit crass, but-“

“But nothing! She was laying out how she had sex with her parents like it was nothing! That’s not normal!”

“Like I said, she’s… okay, maybe it was a bit far with you here, but I can assure you she’s gone into far greater detail before when we’ve… asked.” Twilight’s cheeks began to flair up at the memory of Rainbow Dash explaining what a daisy chain was and how many they had gotten to do it.

“And what about her parents, hm? Did you talk to them at all?”

“Uh, her mother, Windy Whistles. She said Rainbow Dash seemed lonely in her love life, so they…”

“Went to town on each other?” Cadence offered, accusingly.

“Well you heard how it happened. Something came up that Rainbow had the idea to measure her parent’s reproductive organs and things went… forward from there.”

“Twilight, what on this green planet would lead you to ask to measure your parent’s private parts?”

“I… I don’t know!”

“Exactly! Before I was sure that this was just some emotional sway, some boundaries being loosened and opportunities revealing themselves. But now… I don’t know, it’s all so confusing! Nothing’s false! Nothing’s tethering ponied together forcefully… I think. That’s just… ugh, you’ve always been better at analysis than me, but this is supposed to be my specialty field, and I’ve got nothing!”

“Cadence.” Twilight put a hand on the pink princess’s shoulder. “I get it. Something is getting out of hand and you thought you knew how to handle it. And we are, it’s just becoming more and more before we’re able to stop it, but we will stop it. Like Applejack said, it’s four ropes in a knot and we’re currently collecting the knife.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Cadence sighed. “I just don’t know what this world is coming to right now.”

“Your stomach went how far out!?” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, causing the two to look back at a blushing Applejack and Fluttershy.

“We might still be on the right track.” Twilight reassured once more as they headed to the boutique.

As the group made their way there, something that did catch Twilight’s attention was just how quiet the town was today. Not that it was silent, there were ponies going about to stores and stalls, but it was much more subdued than usual. You could usually find somepony rushing around picking out groceries to zip on home to prep with, or an argument flaring up somewhere in the distance, but right now everything seemed to be going at the same pace Rainbow Dash was, slow and relaxed.

“Did… Did something happen yesterday that I’m not aware of?” Twilight asked the group.

“Pinkie’s party was yesterday, and it was a bit out of the blue, but that’s all I’ve got.” Rainbow offered.

“I don’t remember anything else going on yesterday either.” Fluttershy thought aloud.

“Musta been one hell of a time then if the market’s goin this smoothly.” Applejack looked around, seeing not much of any commotion going on.

“I hope Rarity is open then, if it’s this slow.” Dash sighed as she flew into the air a bit, scouted for a second, then came back down. “Cause it doesn’t look like she is.”

“Maybe she’s still asleep from after Pinkie’s party?” Fluttershy proposed.

“Doubt it.” Applejack dismissed. “That mare can’t do anythin that ain’t scheduled out a week in advance. I bet she’s asleep from pullin an all nighter.”

“We’ll see when we get there then, come on.” Twilight urged as she picked up her pace towards the boutique.

Just as reported, it didn’t look like Rarity’s boutique was open yet, no lights could be seen and the main floor windows were all shuttered close. When Twilight made her way to the front door, she found it to be locked, but without a second thought she undid the lock with a burst of magic and let the group inside. Yet even inside the boutique was quiet, which Twilight didn’t know if she liked better or worse than Rainbow Dash’s house.

“Now, I know she ain’t that much of an early riser, but ya’d think she’d be makin breakfast by now.” Applejack observed as she made her way in.

“And everything’s off properly, so I think she’s still I her room then.” Fluttershy added as she looked over toward the floor’s work area.

“All right, everypony wait here.” Twilight motioned for them all to stop. “If she is still asleep, the less ponies who see her ‘morning look’, the better off she’ll be.”

“Agreed.” Dash nodded with a bit of a yawn tacked on. She glanced around, found Rarity’s fainting couch, and promptly draped herself across it. “Wake me up when she’s done perming her mane then.” And without a second wait she was lightly snoozing on the couch.

“Ah think we could slap together something for her for the road.” Applejack nodded toward the kitchen, to which she and Fluttershy made their way.

“Twilight, I can come with you to help shorten the-“

“No, trust me Cadence, her seeing you before she has had time to freshen up will be… unpleasant. Uh… take this time to isolate the spells that are in effect. This might actually be our longest stop.”

“Twilight, I don’t need to do that. The Elements are just going to sort this all out anyways, so it’s pointless.” Cadence sighed, a bit dejected by the circles she had been running in.

“We don’t know that Cadence. Yes, they might set everything right, or they may not. It’s not like this is the level of Discord twisting the world to his whim, from what we’ve seen, this is seeping into the fabric of the world, and if the Elements can’t determine that and do nothing, what then? So, please? Also, I may need to reiterate, Rarity is a Canterlot upper crust chaser.”

“Oh, I just thought she-“

“She’s gotten better, but she still likes being that prim and proper. And I’m her friend, and I barely get away with seeing her unprepared. So…”

“I get it. I’ll… look into it I suppose.” Cadence sighed in acceptance. She shortly went over in front of Rainbow Dash and began looking over the threads surrounding the two. With a final sigh Twilight made her way upstairs to Rarity’s bedroom.

As she climbed, it was just as quiet as the rest of the house, but just a bit darker as no windows were in the upstairs hallway. Which also meant that the lack of light from any door up here was also noticeable. Walking softly as to not startle her friend too much, Twilight made her way to the bedroom door and knocked softly.

“Rarity? Are you in there? There’s a bit of… a problem that needs solving.” Twilight said slightly louder than her speaking tone, and she did hear a shuffle of sheets, so she was at least here. With that bit of confidence she tried the door, finding it open, and swinging it open to something that was almost as worse as seeing Rainbow Dash getting railed by her dad seared into her mind.

Laying peacefully on the bed with her back to her was definitely Rarity, but right next to her was the sleeping form of Spike, each bare from shoulders to hips where the sheets lay, but that was no help to hide the obvious state they were in. The doorknob slipped from Twilight’s frozen fingers and kept going until it hit the doorstop with a loud crunch and twang before rebounding into Twilight’s shoulder. The noise was much more noticeable, to where the pair began to stir from their restful slumber.

“Wazzat?” Another feminine voice muttered, and shortly after Sweetie Belle propped herself up over the drake, her naked breasts staring Twilight right in the face, which finally seemed to snap Twilight’s sanity.

“Spike Theodore Draconis, what in the name of Celestia is going on here!?”

…

24 hours ago-ish

After having run into Night Light at the front door, exchanging a short exchange of words, Spike made his way into town to see his marefriend Rarity.

Well, secret marefirend. It’d been about a month since he had been in a similar situation, over at Rarity’s with only him and her there modeling his build when he finally managed to ask her out on a proper date. She’d been skeptical, but thankfully not because he was a dragon, but more because of how it might mess with their group’s dynamic. So, they decided to keep it on the down low until they were sure they were going to last more than a fling.

And that was actually a concern of both of theirs. They had known each other long enough to already be comfortable around one another, and it was two ‘coincidental’ friend dates later that they had slept together for the first time.

Or rather, explored each other. The first time turned out to be more of a heavy petting session as both did not quite expect just how different their bodies were from each other. On some base level they knew they were different, but apparently Spike’s research about his own body didn’t quite measure out to what he wanted. At 6’9 he was a little taller than the average dragon male, and what he packed Spike learned was fairly normal for any dragon, but a normal dragon was still a foot taller and shoulder span wider than an average lady mare, and an average lady mare had a private place, then, lacking in a size to take more than the head of her partner. Luckily they were both fine with just being naked together and exploring one another to mutual highs. Afterwards, Rarity began looking into a few modification spells to help accommodate something more than what she could naturally accommodate, so for now Spike was off on official and not so official business at Rarity’s.

But he was quickly jostled to a halt as he felt somepony press something into his chest, and from experience there were only a few who could stop him so fast, and only one who could do so without him noticing them first.

“Pinkie, what is this?” Spike asked as he finally looked down to see the pink party mare pressing a flyer into his chest. And down he had to look to one of the shortest ponies of the group, an armful of flyers still held against her plentiful bosom, having to look past her mane that still bounced around her face as if it was alive even as she had stopped him, and a friendly smile spread brightly across her face.

“I just got this vibe last night that tonight is the last night to get something like this done while it’s special, so I’m inviting everypony who knows to Sugar Cube Corner for a night of fun. Bring Rarity if you two are still up for it after work.” She finished while patting the flyer against his chest so that Spike instinctively held it against himself. With a knowing smile and a wink she pranced off, not even bothering to really explain why she had stopped him. Spike looked after her in wonderment on how she knew where he was going, but then shrugged, figuring she would be the first to figure this out even before they told anypony he and Rarity were dating.

Taking a look at the flyer Pinkie had pinned to his chest, he read the four lines on it and tried to make sense of it before giving up with a sigh and eye roll. At the very least, it was a Pinkie Pie party, so it would be fun even to show up for a minute to figure out what she was on about it being ‘special’.

“Hey Spike, whatcha got there?” a voice called out to him. Spike looked up to see Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo approaching him. They were sucking on some smoothies from Berry Punch’s shop, seemingly between consultations on Cutie Marks, if they were working at all today. It was honestly kind of hard to believe a trio of fillies had a working business for eight years now, even if it was mostly pro bono up to this point. They’d definitely grown up in that time, Apple Bloom starting to have hips on level to her sister, Sweetie Belle was getting into that sweet spot hourglass figure without even trying, and Scootaloo was definitely following Rainbow’s path of being fit and feminine.

“I don’t know, a party invite from Pinkie.” Spike shrugged as he handed it over to the trio, to which Scootaloo was quick to grab it and read it over.

“Well, doesn’t look like much, but it is Pinkie Pie. Maybe the vagueness is supposed to add to the suspense of it.” Scootaloo hypothesized as she handed it off.

“If she wanted suspense, she’d set it up more than a day in advance, and a bigger flare of the dramatic.” Sweetie Belle scoffed as she looked the flyer over.

“Doesn’t matter. We’ll be there anyways, right girls?” Apple Bloom concluded, not even looking at the thing. There was a collection of “yeah, sure” shared between the three as Spike waited for a moment for him to slip away politely.

“Well, nice to see ya out here, but I have to go.” Spike tried to excuse himself.

“Off to see my sister?” Sweetie wriggled her eyebrows suggestively. If Pinkie was able to know what was up supernaturally, Sweetie was able to find out naturally, and she did almost scarily so.

“Y-yeah, balancing her book today.” Spike smiled with a strain.

“You sure have been over a lot lately.” Apple Bloom observed, her chin rested between her thumb and index finger, an inquisitive, accusative twinkle in her eye.

“We’ve just found a lot to do, you know?” Spike tried to deflect.

“Oh yeah, lots to do at the Shake Shack.” Scootaloo snickered. “Trying to find the perfect flavor for a catering event there?”

“What’s wrong with going out with a friend for a break from work?”

“Oh, friends, nothing.” Sweetie smiled coyly as she gave her smoothie another long slurp, almost certainly on purpose to draw out the moment. “You two on the other hand~”

“What? What’s so different for the two of us to get a drink together?”

“Ooo, it’s drinks now.” Scootaloo hopped in place in glee. “Is it dinner next?”

“Probably, he and Mac refurbished her kitchen fer her after all.” Apple Bloom smiled.

“It needed it! I never expected to see that many scorch marks outside of my kitchen, much less hers.” Spike defended with a glare at Sweetie Belle, who shrunk back a bit, knowing just how bad she had been in the kitchen in years past.

“Well… whatever. Are you going to this party?” Sweetie swerved back onto her original point.

“I dunno. It just says tonight, and who knows if or when Rarity would make the time to show up.”

“And are you tied to her hip?” Sweetie prodded again. “Just do your job and go when you’re done.”

“Well… uh… Pinkie said to bring her when the work was done, so I figure she figures I’m going to need to drag her there?” Spike tried to dance around the topic.

“Uh huh, whatever.” Sweetie shrugged. “Lets go scope the Corner out girls.”

“Yeah, maybe she’ll tell us what’s up.” Scootaloo nodded as she began to walk off.

“Or make us help set it up.” Apple Bloom countered.

“Ooo yeah, maybe we should check on the next kid then.”

The conversation faded off as they left, but Spike could swear he saw Sweetie Belle wink at him before turning around, and a bit of a lump formed in his throat. That was two ponies now who were figuring this out, and Spike didn’t want this to blow out of proportion when it didn’t have to. Maybe a month was more than enough to figure out they were going steady or not. So with a bit more determination, Spike made his way to Carousel Boutique.

The Boutique was serene as he approached, which wasn’t unsurprising, unless a big trend hit it was usually a pretty casual place to walk in for custom outfits. He had to duck a little as he opened the front door, its bell chiming his entrance, and shortly an alluring “Coming!” called from the back room.

“It’s just me Rarity.” Spike called back, but smiled as Rarity walked into the front room, brushing down a form fitting black skirt straight, her hair a bit askew as it had some pins stored strategically within it, and red sewing glasses hanging around her neck. She may have looked a bit frazzled, but Spike knew even this ‘unkempt’ appearance was curated to look attractive while busy, and he couldn’t help but fall for it himself.

“Oh, Spike! What can I help you with?” She politely asked as she looked around.

“It’s just us Rarity.” Spike smiled knowingly as he walked up to the white mare, who seemed to deflate a little as she lost her ‘business mode’ bluster and smiled a bit more genuinely as she looked up at her special drake. “But I am here to help you with your books.”

“Oh thank you.” She sighed as she rolled her eyes. “It always took me forever to remember all these orders without fretting over everything I didn’t do for it. Not having to deal with it at all has been so much help Spike.” She took one more look to either side before she raised herself up to peck Spike once the lips, to which he ducked down just a bit more to help with. A literal foot of height difference did have a few downsides, but nothing they couldn’t overcome, and it wasn’t anything they really wanted to fix.

“Plus, that also lets you to keep working on whatever’s got you like this.” Spike brushed his hand down her face, making her lean into the touch, holding his hand against her, closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling.

“Ah yes, this.” She sighed as she reluctantly broke the contact and turned back to the back room. “You know, I like detail work, but this is getting ridiculous.”

“Oh? What exactly are you working on?” Spike asked as he followed her to where she kept her accounting books. He didn’t even need Rarity to answer as he saw the mareniquins standing there in very little fabric in tactical locations. And they definitely needed detail work for all of that lace.

“Underwear. I’ve been getting a lot more requests for more specific kinds over the last few days. Usually these are Heart and Hooves Day orders, I wonder what’s going on for so many to order all at once.”

“Mmm.” Spike hummed as he made his way to a prepared desk with his needed work, not quite focusing on what Rarity was saying, but rather imagining what the red pair looked like on Rarity, that nice deep red both tactfully hiding and accentuating her curves and assets. And how she would take them off, slowly, deliberately. And how she would-

“Oh, what are you thinking about?” A teasing question tickled his ear as he sat, causing him to jolt aside, seeing a playful, smirking giggle being barely hidden behind a hand. “Which color is your favorite?”

“I… I think… You know… red.” Spike stuttered as he looked away, desperately trying to keep it in his pants right now. Right now was business time, not play time. Especially not naughty play time.

“Really?” Rarity took an honest consideration of the mentioned pair. “I mean… if it were a bit brighter perhaps… yes I can see it. All right.” She nodded as she headed over to her assortment of fabric rolls, looking for what she needed, before looking back at Spike. “Just focus on your work, no peeking.”

With one last rousing thought, Spike dove his nose into Rarity’s business history. Honestly, for a one mare run shop, it was impressive how many orders she was able to keep up and complete without many returns. It was tedious work, checking Rarity’s hand writing and transcribing it into his steady format twice over to make sure her bits were all in order. He had mostly started doing this way back to make sure Twilight’s allowance had enough saved up for an odd extra gem, and he didn’t really like doing it now that he could just get it himself, but right now, just being in the same room as Rarity by themselves as she hummed and muttered to herself was more than enough for him.

Time passed as both of them focused on their tasks until Spike finally stretched himself out, shoulders and elbows popping as he finished his duty here. He glanced at a clock and saw it was half past noon and looked back to Rarity, who seemed to have finished all but one pair of underwear.

“Hey Rarity, I’m done over here, and you’re all set.” Spike said, making Rarity start upwards and look at him, pins in her mouth. “Also, it’s past lunch. Do you have things here to prep, or should we go get something?”

She took the pins out of her mouth and back to her hair as she quickly thought. “There should be some spaghetti makings at least. Spices should be stocked, and I’m sure I put aside some emeralds that were left over from an order for you.”

“All right, I’m on it.” Spike got up from his seat. “I’ll call you out when it’s ready.”

“Spike, give me a second to finish and I’ll-“

“You know you’re going to take longer than that.” Spike shot down as he was already walking out. “Just focus on what you’re doing and enjoy a meal after, okay?”

She grumbled a bit before huffing. “Fine, but it better be divine.”

“Nothing less.” Spike responded nonchalantly as he walked out the door onto the main floor. He glanced about, but nopony seemed to have slipped in during the time he had been here, so he casually made his way over to the new kitchen and began working on making lunch. It was a pretty simple affair, but as he boiled the noodles and mixed the sauce, he couldn’t quite put aside his unease at which Pinkie Pie and Sweetie Belle were picking up on their relationship, and perhaps now was a good a time as any to come forward about it. As he thought about how to bring it up, Rarity walked in and took a seat at the kitchen table, seemingly a bit lethargic, which was understandable for how concentrated she had been for the last few hours.

“Your books are all in order Rarity and everything’s been accounted for.” Spike reiterated once more as he portioned out two plates.

“Thank you dear.” Rarity said with a tired smile. “I know you don’t have to do this for me.”

“Nonsense.” Spike walked over with the two plates, setting one in front of her and leaning in for a quick kiss. “If anything, it’s a reason to get me over here. However…” Spike trailed off as he sat.

“However?” Rarity questioned as she prepped to start eating.

“Well, Pinkie’s throwing a party at Sugar Cube Corner this evening and asked me to invite you once work was over.”

“Oh, well, that’s nice of her I suppose.” Rarity shrugged, the idea slipping by her.

“Yeah… except I never told her where I was going this morning.” Rarity glanced up with another questioning look. “And… I think Sweetie might be onto us as well.”

Rarity sighed as she set her fork down and massaged her forehead with one hand. “So you’re thinking we should tell everypony about us now, is that it?”

“I… sort of… yes.” Spike exhaled, deflated.

“Spike, it’s only been a month…”

“And isn’t that enough? I mean, we weren’t immediately repulsed by being around each other.” He tried to reason.

“You know relationships take more to set up than a month.”

Not particularly Spike thought. “Yeah, but I think this thing of a trial run under the radar has been enough. I mean, it’s really only as big of a deal as we make it. If we just play it cool-“

“The only pony who would let it slide like that is Rainbow Dash.” Rarity cut in. “Pinkie would want to throw a celebration party, Fluttershy and Applejack would passively pester me on how it’s been, and Twilight…”

“Yeah.” Spike sighed. Twilight was honestly the biggest hurdle they had. Maybe she would be happy for them, maybe she would be against a dragon and unicorn being together, or maybe she would just be an overprotective sister and strain her relationship with Rarity more than Spike. They really weren’t quite that sure. They knew she saw his affection as cute way back when, but now that it was serious? Who knew. “But, we’ve gotta face facts eventually. And we might as well take that on together, rather than somepony springing the subject on us separately.”

Rarity was silent for a minute as she twirled her pasta in contemplation, Spike being too nervous to even touch his meal. With one last sigh, Rarity nodded. “All right. We’ll tell them. But…” suddenly her face started to heat up a bit as she began nibbling on her lip. “There is one thing I want us to do before we actually tell them.”

“Oh?” Spike wondered, happy she had agreed, and a bit excited at where this was going.

“I… I’ve been able to find and… practice a few necessary spells for us.” Rarity admitted.

“Really? What do they do? And for how long?” Spike’s second-hand magic fascination and scrutiny kicking in.

“W-Well…” Rarity started fanning herself a little. “There was a medical spell I found for… feminine extensions to allow-“

“Rarity, it’s just us, blunt terms please.” Spike smiled, loving to see Rarity break her high society persona.

“It… It allows the vagina to be easily stretched out by a dick.” Rarity admitted, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt in a death grip, her face becoming a deep red now. “And it lasts about eight hours on average.”

“So I’ll be able to-“

“You’ll be able to fuck me to our hearts content, yes.” Rarity cut him off once more, her heartbeat almost audible to both of them. “S-So we can know for a fact that we… match.”

“O-of course.” Spike smiled as his own face started heating up from the thought and just how Rarity sounded saying some lower terms than she usually did. “And it won’t be too much of a strain?”

“It’s a little complex, but not anything I can’t handle.” Rarity admitted as she stared at her plate, unable to bare to look at Spike right now.

“All right.” Spike nodded and left the conversation linger in the air while they ate. The following silence was a bit awkward, but as they finished, Spike had calmed down just enough to wonder something. “And the others?”

“Excuse me?” Rarity looked up a bit confused.

“You said ‘a few necessary spells’. What other spells did you need?”

“O-Oh.” Rarity’s face began to redden once more. “I-I don’t know how compatible we may be, but I studied a few contraception spells that could be weaved in for efficiencies sake. You can never be too careful, you know?”

“Of course.” Spike nodded. “And?”

“A-and… an endurance booster.”

“Endurance booster?” Spike asked, confused.

“I… well, I don’t know how… hard you may go… so…”

“Rarity, I’d be as gentle as possible.”

“Well, that’s the thing dear,” Rarity smiled comfortingly, yet something in her eye was dangerous. “I want you to be able to wreck me.”

Spike felt a stone drop in his stomach. He had always figured a night with Rarity to be slow, intimate and romantic. They’d take all night to be in each other’s company. And yet now an image of her curled up against his chest was shattered as he imagined her on all fours taking a vicious pounding.

“W-w-w-w-was there anything else we need to do today, or could we… just jump to it?” Spike’s heartbeat was now up in his ears.

Rarity stared at him knowingly while thinking. “I don’t think so. My orders are done, but I don’t want to close up too early… oh, I know!”

…

It was just past nine as Sweetie Belle walked towards Carousel Boutique. She and the girls had stopped by Sugar Cube Corner as the festivities had begun, and while it was fun, she felt there were two people who should be there, and they weren’t. Spike and Rarity should have been done with any sort of work a few hours ago, so if they weren’t there, they were doing something else. As she approached the boutique, there was still a light on on the main floor, so she sighed. Rarity had probably turned down going to an impromptu party in lieu of getting more work done.

But she knew her sister a bit too well, and she knew she’d like the party going on, and it might even make her and Spike finally come out and admit they were dating. It wasn’t too much of a stretch for her to make, Spike had always been an obvious piner, and about a month ago he had become a lot less airy around her sister, meaning he either had his eye on another mare, or they finally got together.

But Spike moving on was thrown out the window as Sweetie Belle walked into the boutique and heard a muffled voice in the back. Listening a bit closer she could hear some grunts and pants, along with a few snippets of “It’s too tight” and “Come on, you can do it” come from two distinct sources. Sweetie’s face flushed at the thought of what the two were doing in Rarity’s prep room, and briefly thought about turning around to leave them to it, but then decided against it. This would be the perfect time to interrupt them… in a way.

Yeah, it was going to be a bit awkward, and Rarity was going to be a bit mad, but if they didn’t want her spreading what she saw as confirmation, they would have to come out first. And maybe she would blackmail some silence favors about exactly what she saw from her sister after that.

So as quietly as she could, Sweetie crept closer to the back room’s door, hearing even more.

“Rarity, are you sure this’ll work? I think it’s still too big.”

“Of course it’ll fit, I made sure to make enough room for it. If you don’t think it will, just use the lower hole then. It’ll be a bit uncomfortable for me, but it should do just as well. We cleaned it out just for this.”

“I knew-“ Sweetie leaped into the door frame, a finger pointing towards the prep desk, where Rarity indeed was sitting, but fully clothed. Spike was at the wall of cloth bolts trying to fit one into the wall that a bit overly full. And indeed, the back room seemed a bit cleaner than the last time she was here. “-it.” Sweetie’s voice drooped, as did her accusatory finger.

“Sweetie! You scared me!” Rarity had a hand on her chest, her heart beating quite a bit from shock.

“And you knew what?” Spike asked as he finally jammed the bolt of cloth into the wall.

“I… I knew… what is going on?” Sweetie was off kilter.

“I decided my space needed some cleaning up and we were just finishing up sorting everything.” Rarity explained. “But back to Spike’s question. You know what, Sweetie?”

“I know… that… Ugh! You two are the worst!” Sweetie stamped a foot. “Just… just… ‘it’s too tight Rarity.’ ‘it’ll fit, trust me.’” She mockingly mimicked. “You made it sound like you were getting down in here!”

Rarity and Spike looked at each other and thought back a minute, and both chuckled awkwardly at their choice of words.

“Geez Sweetie, did you think we’d just… in Rarity’s work space no less?” Spike asked.

“Yes!” Sweetie exploded. “In fact, I was half expecting to find the place wrecked after-!” Sweetie paused to glace around the room. “Okay, nothing looks broken…”

“Sweetie, what is this about?” Rarity asked a bit more sternly, this charade going on for a bit too long.

“Well I was half expecting to walk in on the two of you going at each other like animals somewhere in here.” Sweetie finally huffed in disappointment.

“Sweetie Belle!” Rarity stood up straight in indignation. “That is not-“

“After everything I’ve seen today, I was sure you two would be down for it!” Sweetie cut her sister off.

“What in the world would make you think Spike and I-“

“After those bookmarked medical books? How the two of you have been this last month? It’s not hard to put together Rarity!” Sweetie marked off one after another on her fingers.

“Wait wait wait, back up.” Spike interjected and got between the two mares, an almost unadvisable move. “Sweetie, what have you seen to think Rarity and I would be… busy?”

“Spike! That’s not what needs addressing right now! She clearly was ready to walk in on us having sex!” She laid out a palm accusingly at her sister. “Five more minutes and she would have!”

“I knew it!” Sweetie fist pumped.

“Not the point!” Spike roared, quickly making both mares go quiet, and even making him flinch a little at his own volume. “Sweetie, what have you seen to think we’d be having sex right now?”

Sweetie Belle blinked a bit in shock as she tried to process Spike’s question. “W-well, for the last few days the girls and I have been asked to have consultations at joints like the Shake Shack or relevant venues and I noticed the parents reeked of sex when we came back like they went all out in, like, the half hour we were out. Then there was catching Diamond Tiara going down on Silver Spoon not long after school. And then there was the orgy Pinkie is throwing right now that everypony seems to be down with-“

“THE WHAT!?” Spike and Rarity yelled at the same time, making Sweetie flinch once more.

“Sweetie, how could you be at that?” Rarity fretted. “You didn’t-“

“That’s none of your concern.” Sweetie stepped back a little at the patronizing look Rarity gave her.

“Hey, she couldn’t know. Pinkie’s invite was vague at best.” Spike tried to reason. “But you left right after, right?” He looked expectantly at Sweetie, who looked red in both anger and embarrassment.

“N-no. But what’s that too you?” Sweetie asked accusatorily, arms crossed.

“Sweetie, sex is something-“ Rarity began.

“I’m a grown mare Rarity, I know what sex means.” Sweetie bit back. “And what’s wrong with going to an orgy? It’s not like anypony forced me to stay there, it was open invite!”

“But you could be swept away in the mood and regret it later.” Rarity tried to be more relaxed in her tone.

“But I wasn’t.” Sweetie tried to not bite back. “I… I came here instead.”

“T-To… find us…?” Rarity suddenly became mad and confused at the same time. Mad that her sister wanted to walk in on her having sex with her boyfriend, but also confused that her first thought after leaving an orgy was to come and find her in the middle of having sex with her boyfriend. That second point had also hooked Spike’s curiosity.

“And you’re first thought after leaving Pinkie’s party was to… get us?” Spike uttered in a full question.

“Well… I figured now would be the perfect time for you two to get it out there while everypony was having a good time, or… come get you myself… Spike.” Sweetie Belle admitted to the ground. That got an owlish blink from the drake. “I figured you two were a thing by now, and if you weren’t… I’d give it a shot.”

“Sweetie… how long have you…?” Rarity asked as she looked between her suddenly shy sister and her stunned drake.

“Two… three years, there about. Scootaloo was going out with Rumble and I just kind of looked around settled on Spike. He’s helpful, and careful about himself, and strong, a-and…” Sweetie’s cheeks just kept lighting up, not quite sure how she managed to turn into subject in this situation.

“I..I never figured.” Spike got out.

“Well of course not.” Sweetie Belle giggled. “I never did anything about it, and you were clearly still on Rarity. I figured I’d never say anything and eventually find somepony else. Just… tonight made me act, I guess.” Sweetie’s smile turned from shy delight to a sad tinge. “But… I guess I’ll leave you two to your own devices. Just make sure to come clean in the morning, all right?” And with that, Sweetie Belle turned to leave.

What was not expected by anybody in the room was for Rarity to quickly make her way across the room in a blur and grab her sister by the arm. And before one word could escape her mouth, Sweetie Belle found herself spun around into a warm, understanding hug. She wasn’t quite sure why, but tears made their way to Sweetie Belle’s eyes as she hugged her sister back.

“I almost never thought I’d be in this position either.” Rarity said softly, only to chuckle shortly after. “When Spike first asked me out, I thought we were going to meet Twilight somewhere. He was so red when he said we should just go to Hungry Jacks’ alone together.”

Sweetie snickered as Spike shrunk a little. “Hungry Jacks’? Really? I’d figure your first date would at least be at La Fleur Aromatique.”

“On such short notice? Are you kidding?” Rarity held her sister out at arms length with a smile. “But anyways, I wasn’t sure about it. And tonight… we were thinking of doing it. So perhaps you’re not too far off on your predictions. And as I think about it now… if you had come to take Spike away… I don’t think I would have liked that. So naturally” Rarity pressed her forehead against Sweetie Belle’s. “I don’t think you like walking away alone, either.”

“Rarity… that’s a nice thought, but-“ Sweetie began to protest before Rarity leaned in close to her ear.

“And do you know how long a dragon can last?” She whispered, causing Sweetie to glance to the side at her sister. “We’ve slept together once, and he was hard all night long even after everything we did.” Sweetie’s thighs quivered a bit. “And if we do go at it, I may not be able to handle him alone.”

“R-Rarity… he’s right there.” Sweetie Belle squeaked for the first time in a long time.

“And he knows that too.” Rarity finally let go of her sister and took a step back. “I didn’t appreciate you barging in, but if you were invited~”

“S-Spike?” Sweetie looked to the now red-purple drake.

“It was… something we were thinking about how to deal with. Drake libido is meant to be on par to satisfy at least five mates so that egg fertilization has a higher factor of multiple eggs. And… Rarity was wiped out while I was still hard.” Spike admitted while observing the detail of the ceiling. “S-So if you want-“

“I’m in!” Sweetie grabbed her sister’s hands. “Even if you two only need me to help satisfy Spike, I’m in!”

“Sweetie! Please, we’d be more than happy to have you with us… together.” And on that last note, Rarity leaned forward and kissed a shocked Sweetie Belle on the lips briefly. As she pulled away, Sweetie was stunned silent, trying to process what had just happened. From everything she knew about her sister, she did have a darker, primal side she didn’t show to the outside world. She had found out about every toy she had after trying to find a better skirt, and one just so happened to be a double sided dildo, so there was very much the possibility she had had this inclination before, but never did Sweetie figure that they’d be a thing.

But if they were both going to be having sex with Spike, they would have to get intimate with one another or risk being awkward and ruining the mood. And it wasn’t that she didn’t have a thing for mares, she’d played with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo on occasion when they were bored, so that wasn’t going to be a problem either.

“I think you may have broken her.” Spike commented as he came up behind Rarity to look at the stunned silent mare.

“I was just trying to get us started, I didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal.” Rarity looked up with a bit of a pout.

“Well if Twilight just walked up on me in this situation and made out with me…” Spike rattled off before thinking about what he was saying. And actually thinking, he realized he’d be just about fine with it. In fact, now that he thought about this morning, it might be weird if he reacted any other way other than completely fine.

“In any case, I’m sure she’ll come around by the time we’re upstairs.” Rarity stated as she began to lead her sister by the hand, out into the main room to her bedroom. Spike followed silently as he thought about just exactly how far he would go with Twilight.

About halfway up the stairs Sweetie Belle came around to find herself following her sister and pulled herself away. “Rarity, it’s nice to know I can… could… I don’t know, but isn’t this” Sweetie gestured around vaguely. “A bit much? Maybe… you two have fun and Spike comes over to my room when you’re done?”

“Sweetie, you were just about to invite us over to an orgy, I think a threesome is a bit lower in severity than that.” Rarity huffed.

“Yeah, but there we could mingle, be separate. But I don’t know if I could… with you… because you’re kind of my sister?” Sweetie put out in a bit of a confused manner.

“Sweetie, it’s just sex, some fun. And it’s not like anything can come of it between us. If it helps, you don’t have to think of me as your sister, just another set of hands, all right?”

Sweetie bit her lip as she tried to think, glancing back at Spike, who now just seemed to be waiting to go upstairs. “Spike, do you mind…?” Sweetie asked with one last ditch effort of resistance.

“I mean, I could do you both separately, but I think it would just be a bit inconvenient. As for this happening between the two of you, that’s a you thing. Personally, I don’t care. Or rather,” Spike moved up a step, just one below Sweetie’s, yet still standing a head over her, his head dipping slightly to be right next to her ear. “I’d prefer not to wait.”

With a big, warm back pressed against her, a whisper of want, and the beckoning of a gorgeous mare, Sweetie Belle’s hesitations evaporated and moved to continue walking up the stairs. Rarity smiled, pleased with herself and Spike that they were to navigate this situation without embittering the evening.

The trio soon entered Rarity’s bed chamber; a lavishly large bed set against one wall. As Spike was the last to enter and close the door, Rarity stood there with a finger to her lips.

“Something wrong Rarity?” Spike asked, embracing the mare from behind.

“Oh, just how to start this darling. I do want to… remember this evening.” Rarity remarked as she led Spike’s hand to rest over her stomach, relishing in how he could cover most of her with one palm.

“Oh, right, you would.” Sweetie murmured before letting the hem of her shirt drop back down, making Spike chuckle, as well as admire the quick peek of underboob he got.

“It’s just… I feel a show is too… personal. And with the three of us, and how we are…” Rarity sighed. “I just want to feel sexy first.”

“Well, then how about this?” Spike offered, “How about I do the stripping, and you two enjoy me a bit before the main fun.”

“Mmm.” Rarity closed her eyes to imagine Spike unwrapping her like a present. “I like that idea.”

“Yeah, sounds all right.” Sweetie shrugged as she went to sit on the bed. Rarity left Spike’s embrace to follow her sister’s lead and sat beside her.

“So? How would you like to start Spike?”

Without answering her, Spike moved over and knelt beside Rarity before leaning in for a kiss. Rarity was a bit taken aback by the action but quickly accepted Spike’s dexterous tongue as he carefully tugged up on the hem of her blouse. It was a deliberately slow process as Spike held one hand against her waist as he pulled on the opposite side until the garment was loosed to be pulled up over the mare’s head, only then did he break away from their kiss. Even then, the blouse came up slowly, pulling up on Rarity’s hefty breasts on purpose, so that at once the pair bounced within their confining bra.

It was a plain white one, meant for its simple practicality to hold her mammaries in place, yet not reducing and certainly not needing to inflate their size. One took up even Spike’s considerably sized hands, to which he gladly demonstrated as he massaged one breast as his head and other hand focused on unhooking it. All the while Rarity enjoyed the intimacy of the act. Even Sweetie Belle was getting jealous of the attention he was slathering on her sister, but she knew all she needed to do was wait.

And soon enough, the hand massaging Rarity’s breast pulled away with the confining article that allowed Rarity’s breast to drop just a bit. Rarity sighed in bliss as she reached up and began to massage her other breast just to even out the sensations. Spike was slow to pull away, taking one noticeable deep breath as he passed by Rarity’s neck, taking in her scent.

“How that to start?” Spike asked with a look somewhere between sentimental and smug.

“Just perfect darling. But we still have another mare here who also needs attention.” Rarity smiled at her sister, who was currently in the process of taking in her sister’s boobs. She had honestly thought she was catching up to her, yet it seemed Rarity’s proper appearance was able to hide just a bit of cleavage, and now Sweetie wondered if she could match her sister.

Yet before she could voice her dissatisfaction, Spike was already in front of her. “Are you ready for this Sweetie?” Causing the mare to blink at just how caring this dragon was.

“Yeah.” Sweetie Belle nodded, and with a bit more care than he took with Rarity, Spike leaned in to kiss the younger mare. Neither were unfamiliar with the process, but Sweetie definitely was not ready for the size and dexterity her partner brought to this match, so as she gave in and relished at the skill Spike executed in exploring her mouth, she was left suddenly wanting as he pulled away, only to find her shirt quickly being pulled off, exposing her bare chest to the room.

“Sweetie, did you forget something?” Rarity asked coyly as she saw her sister’s breasts hang freely, definitely a size smaller than herself, yet still they had a full, round shape.

“Huh?” Sweetie looked down to her exposed tits. “I… maybe? They’re pretty manageable, so sometimes I go without.”

“Well, let me check for you then.” Spike whispered into her ear, making Sweetie shiver from his tone alone. Spike lightly stroked down Sweetie Belle’s body from shoulder to hip, making sure to flick her nipples as he passed them by, and came to her pants, deftly and quickly undoing the fly. Sweetie then felt a hand wrap around her lower back as Spike lifted her off the bed to pull her pants down, revealing a pair of plain white panties. “Seems you just went braless then.” Spike smiled as he traced down the front of her panties, making Sweetie’s marehood tremble from the barely blocked caress.

“O-o-okay then, guess I did.” Sweetie Belle’s voice trembled as Spike drew away from her, back to her sister. She could feel her nipples standing at attention at just that level of affection and now she felt she could throw out any sort of hesitations she had about this situation. Wait for Spike to finish and come over to her? Not on her life!

“How’s this going over for you?” Spike asked as he caressed Rarity’s dress bound thigh.

“You’ll see.” Rarity smiled coyly as she watched her sister tweak a nipple and begin massaging herself. “And after you’ve unwrapped us, perhaps start with her.”

Spike stopped halfway zipping down Rarity’s dress skirt with a bit of shock. “Are you sure? This is sort of our-“

“All of ours.” Rarity placed a silencing finger on Spike’s lips. “And I’ve had a night before. Make her peak at least once, but no cock. I still have first claim to that.”

Spike chuckled as he undid the reset of the zipper and similarly lifted Rarity up like he had Sweetie Belle, taking the skirt down in one fell motion to find Rarity had no panties on, but did have a showy sopping pussy. With a quirk of a brow, Spike glanced up at the mare. “And you were talking about being forgetful?

“Not forgetful. Prepared.” Rarity sniffed with mock dignity.

“Uh huh.” Spike smiled as he pecked Rarity on the lips one more time before moving back to Sweetie Belle. Though lost a bit in her own pleasure, Sweetie Belle came back down when she felt herself be pushed back and a breeze blew over her nethers. She was confused for but a moment before she felt something slim trace over her vagina and she yelped.

“S-So just going to decide what to do without me then?” Sweetie asked as she looked down herself to see Spike seeming to enjoy eating her out.

“Just being generous dear.” Sweetie heard her sister say shockingly close to her. She had crawled up beside her younger sister to enjoy a similar view. “Besides, I need to concentrate to do this.” Rarity then lit up her horn as she focused on the spells she had prepared and spread them across both herself and her sister. Sweetie felt a wave of magic flow down her, and then a body beside her as Rarity collapsed.

“Rarity! Are you-“

“Fine, Sweetie. I’m fine. And you! I haven’t heard her scream yet! Get back to it mister!” Rarity placated and then ordered, as Spike had stopped his ministrations at Sweeties cry. But with a sufficiently long, dominating glare, he got back to eating out the younger mare, beginning to open her up and swirl his tounge along all of her walls on his way in. The new sensation made Sweetie tense up, but still she worried.

“What did you do?” Sweetie asked between labored breaths, for as much as she loved the feeling of a free moving muscle in her marehood, she still had her sensabilities.

“Just some prep spells.” Rarity sighed as she lay down next to her sister. “It’d be no fair if I got to take him and you couldn’t.”

“A-Awwwww-aaahhhhhh!” Sweetie’s coo became a scream as she came on Spike’s face, her ass clenching and hips raising. Spike, unfortunately, was a bit stuck there as Sweetie Belle’s pussy clamped down on his tongue as she spasmed.

A moment later, her orgasm was over and Spike could retract himself, licking up what he could on the way out. After a moment of lifting himself up, Spike stood over the two white mares; one on her back, sexually exhausted, and the other on her side towards her sister, magically exhausted. And here he was standing over the both of them, still clothed and a raging boner down one pant leg. His shirt was now a mare cum mess and was quickly discarded to the side. His pants and underwear soon followed, relieving the pressure on his dick.

And there it stood, deceptively slim with a pointed tip that widened into a respectfully thick shaft, that against Spike looked like an average appendage. But Rarity knew that monster could lay from her vaginal entrance to just below her tits, with its surprise enlargement at its base, a sudden growth meant to make the last thrust stick inside its mate. And as Rarity roused from her exhaustion to look up at her drake, she saw him looming over the pair and a need stirred within her.

“Well Sweetie, if you want to be in on the decisions, where do you want to be? Because I have first dibs on that.” Rarity nudged her sister as pointed at the awaiting cock. Sweetie, for her part, was barely coming around as she saw Spike’s form, and just how big he looked even standing at the foot of the bed.

“I think… I’ll just be an extra pair of hands.” Sweetie said with some trepidation. “You two should still have a moment. I’ll be… feeling up all of that.” Sweetie Belle licked her lips as she looked Spike up and down in the buff.

“Fine by me then. Spike.” Rarity addressed the awaiting dragon as she got herself to all fours. “I do believe I asked you to… wreck me.” Rarity made her way a bit further to the center of the bed, swaying her ass in the process.

“As… as best I can, Rarity.” Spike was trying really hard to hold himself back. He knew what she had cast and what she had promised, but he wasn’t too sure.

“Oh I have to see this then.” Sweetie Belle smiled as she got to her knees and leaning over to him. “Come on Spike, wreck my prim and proper sister into a screaming slut.”

And as much as Spike was holding himself back, the steam of desire left his nostrils and his dick throbbed as he followed after Rarity. She had her laid into some pillows with her ass still up and inviting, watching her sister encourage her lover to ravage her. And approach he did with Sweetie Belle against his side, a hand stroking him in preparation and getting a personal feel for it, her hand barely not able to fully grasp around him. As they came to position, Spike slid his cock up between Rarity’s perfectly pearl cheeks once, then twice as he rested his base against her quivering pussy. He then grabbed her hips tightly, eliciting a moan of excitement, and Spike could feel a difference between when he lifted her up and now. It was still enticingly soft, but he didn’t feel any sort of worrying give.

And with that last assessment, Spike drew his hips back, and with a small guide from Sweetie Belle, he entered Rarity. Gasps and groans were heard between the two as Spike spearheaded rather than rammed his way into Rarity’s depths, an unexpected warmth spreading up Rarity from where ever Spike was within her. And before either of them knew it, Spike popped in the base of his penis with another set of gasps.

“Well, that went a lot easier than last time.” Rarity was panting, even this insertion was sending waves of shock and heat up to her head.

“I’m guessing this is why.” Sweetie marveled as rubbed her sister’s stomach, a cylindrical bulge barely showing. The contact pressing Rarity into Spike causing moans of pleasure to escape the two. “But enough of this. Spike, get going!”

Suddenly, Rarity felt that pleasuring warmth leave her, and then it came back, fast and with an audible smack. She felt herself get pounded, and then again, knocking the breath from her. She could barely see behind her to see Sweetie beside Spike, leaning against him with one arm behind his shoulder and a hand on her ass, helping keep the two fucking, Spike seeming to get lost in either concentration or lust, she couldn’t quite tell, but she knew he was focused on railing her. Soon with enough force to rock her and the bed, lightly scraping her nipples back and forth across the sheets and creaking the frame.

She wasn’t sure how long it went, but Rarity knew she went first in cumming on Spike’s pounding cock, her ass cheeks clenching and knees buckling in, but Spike mercilessly kept pounding her milking pussy. She knew she screamed into the pillow as she buried her face with the high, but the nonstop invasion didn’t help her calm down.

Her next surprise was a warmth welling up inside of her. Rarity could barely calm down enough to wonder what it was, because she was warming up every which way now, but she could decern it wasn’t moving back and forth, but staying and growing in some pit of her stomach, and soon down her legs.

“Celestia, Spike! You can keep going even as you’re cumming?” Sweetie Belle helpfully wondered out loud. Spike didn’t answer, instead continuing to pound into Rarity as semen was pulled out with each retreat and injected with each thrust. Rarity couldn’t believe it or her luck that both of them could rid their high and keep it going without one of them tapping out. Still in her sex haze, another sensation came as Rarity felt her stomach touch fabric, and for a moment she thought her arms had given out, but even that wouldn’t explain it.

“Spike, I think you’ve pumped in enough to make Rarity pregnant three times over!” Sweetie commented once more as she placed a hand along her sister’s side. And looking between the sight of her sister’s engoarged stomach and both of their lost looks, Sweetie got her own idea.

“Spike!” She whispered into his ear. “Hold yourself back for a second and pull out.”

Spike was huffing from his exertion, but sensible enough to listen . Trying his best, Spike held himself back to the best of his abilities, so instead of constant shots, his semen dribbled out, but didn’t stop. Sweetie saw him trying as he pulled out and away from Rarity, who fully collapsed against the bed, the pressure and lack of stopper pushing more cum out of her semi conscious form. Sweetie Belle turned her sister over.

“All right stud, paint us!”

Seeing where Sweetie Belle was going, Spike gripped his cock and let go once more, jerking himself off in the process, shotting his first wave upon Rarity’s belly and coating the bottom of her tits. Next he aimed two shots over Sweetie Belle, covering her entire body in the spray. And with an idea of his own, Spike moved around toward Sweetie Belle’s head as he continued to spray over their tits and the sheets, eventually moving around to where he could point his dick down at Sweetie Belle’s face for a full cover facial.

When the torrent finally stopped, if both mares hadn’t already been white, they would be now. Wiping away the cum covering her eyes and mouth, Sweetie Belle smiled up at the drake. Without a word, she sat up and took the dragon’s flagging mast and slipped its tip into her mouth, swiping up the last bit that was still there.

“And was that like before?” Sweetie asked as she basked in the warmth of semen running down her body.

“N-No, but we couldn’t… go… all the way… before.” Spike huffed as he collapsed on his ass and looked over his mess. Sweetie and Rarity’s mane’s were even fully covered in his semen now, and he could see that even some of the floor had gotten splattered.

Though on Rarity’s part, she looked absolutely blissful even as cum ran down her sides and out of her pussy. As she came about, she looked about a bit dazed before she saw Spike sitting beside a thoroughly goopy Sweetie Belle before it registered that she, too, was a goopy mess.

“Well… that’s certainly one round.” She smiled, struggling a bit to sit up.

“And… I can get my own, right?” Sweetie Belle looked up to Spike, eyes wide and fluttering and cum dripped from her chin and mane.

“You sure can.” Spike proclaimed as his junior dragon began to rise.

…

“Mmm?” Spike groaned as he cracked an eye open in Twilight’s direction

“I… You’re… with… and…?” Twilight couldn’t quite put any sort of sentence together as Sweetie Belle made her way out of the bed and slowly towards the door.

“’Scuse me Twilight.” Sweetie muttered as she made her way past the princess towards her own room without much recognition.

“Hm?” Rarity’s ear flicked at the name and began to rouse herself. Even by the time she had sat up an looked in Twilight’s direction, Twilight was still frozen. “Oh, Twilight dear.”

That seemed to snap something into motion for the princess. “Don’t you ‘Oh, Twilight dear’ me! What’s going on here?!”

“I’m terribly sorry to say this can’t quite be anything other than what you probably think it is.” Rarity answered as she yawned and stretched her arms above herself before leaning back to kiss Spike on the lips. “And thank you again dear love.”

“Not at all Rarity.” A hazy smile crept onto the drakes face.

“You’re sleeping with Spike?!” Twilight screamed, causing the two to wince.

“Yes.” Rarity replied simply as she got out of bed and made her way over to her make up station. “For the first time last night if you must know.”

“The first… last night… no. No no no no no!” Twilight’s wings began to flare as she began to panic. “Just last night?”

“First time last night.” Spike replied, oddly calmly. “We’d been seeing each other for a month before this Twi.”

“A month?” Twilight simmered a bit as she tried to make sense of things. Cadence’s magic went off a week ago. Hers last night. But a month? That meant they had been on the precipice of this before any of this went down. But that would also mean… “And I had to walk in on this to find out? You… you couldn’t trust to tell me?”

Spike felt a bit more conflicted now. Her blowing up at one of them would be one thing, her being happy for them would be another, but he wasn’t quite sure what to do about her imploding about the situation. “I… We wanted to see if it worked, no pressure from you and the girls. We were going to tell you today, but…” Spike looked down and away. Twilight was still shocked, but soon the shock of horror and betrayal soon melted into the hilarity of the absurdity of this situation. A hand moved over her eyes as she began to chuckle.

“And I just had to walk in at the worst time, didn’t I?”

“So… you’re fine with… us?” Spike asked.

“Of course Spike." Twilight sighed in exhastion as her arm dropped. "Now, this definitely isn’t the way I wanted to find out, but if you’re good with each other, then who am I to stop you two from being together?”

“Oh thank Celestia!” Rarity cried out as she slammed a comb down. “I don’t know how long I could have kept up that façade.” She was quickly to her feet and throwing herself into a hug between the two mares, startling Twilight quite a bit. “You have no idea how much it tore me up inside to keep this from you girls!” Rarity sobbed.

“Okay, okay, I get it Rarity.” Twilight accepted the hug and pat the naked mare on the back. “But you said you two have been seeing each other for a month. Where did Sweetie Belle come from?"

“Oh, an orgy.” Spike answered offhandedly.

“A WHAT?”

Author's Note

This was supposed to be a kink story, why is this 11 thousand words?