Deck The Balls

Rarity stared at Dash and frowned as she’d sized up the fuzzy orbs that were now attached to Dash’s crotch. The orbs hung low to the ground and due to their weighty heft and Dash’s short height, were halfway to the floor . It looked ridiculous on the lithe, blue Pegasus as she ambled around with a package that would look large on Big Mac’s frame. She was a fashion designer, not a bordello owner. “How in Celestia’s name did you get those?” Rarity knew the answer before Dash spoke.

“Drank a potion from Twilight.” Dash shivered as she felt another slight orgasm hit her. She had had to fly rather slowly on the way to the Boutique due to Dash realizing that waking up with two slowly growing nads was fun until ‘going as fast as she was used to’ had caused them to act like pendulous wrecking balls on her legs and stomach.

And the feeling of the air on her exposed crotch felt so very good- a problem because Dash had woken up with a smaller and more manageable pair of nuts. Fluttershy had asked Dash to go to the hospital or at least talk to Twilight about the sudden growth, but Dash had assuaged her yellow mare's worries with a non-committal answer.

A part of her wished she had agreed with Shy though. On the way here, she had been wracked with so many near misses of blowing her load of foal batter that she had landed and realized she had to shuffle into the Boutique since her balls took up more than enough space to hinder her normal jaunty shuffle inside. Dash sighed and felt her back legs squish into the soft sides of her large balls. Sure each near orgasm made them more and more unwieldy- she wondered about her cock since she hadn't gave herself a hoofjob since waking up- she imagined it to have also gotten in on the fun. Shit was heavy though since she had two large cum tanks hanging off her crotch. She wondered if she could sit on them now like bean bag chairs- that might hurt, but at least it wouldn't be bloody murder on her back.

She could hear her very own twin Fluttershys on her shoulders debate if it was the hottest conundrum with no issue- the horny devil Fluttershy she imagined flitting about her face and fanning her desire directly in Dash’s view. The Shy that Dash imagined as her better half, her conscience that tempered the often brash Pegasus hung limply on her shoulder, wringing her hooves and begging Dash for her forgiveness.

In short, Dash was of two minds about this slowly growing issue. She shifted and sighed. “Rarity, this sounds stupid but is there a way you can like make me a ball bra?”

The proper white unicorn sputtered for a moment as she realized what Dash had suggested. “Preposterous idea, I’m definitely not going to put my stamp on whatever sheer nonsense this is. Especially when you have looser lips than Twilight when it comes to secrets.”

Dash rolled her eyes. “I’m nowhere near that bad.”

“You told Ponyville that Luna was dating Twilight the moment you had overheard the pair of them exchange sonnets of admiration for each other.”

“Yeah that was super gay of them. They could have just ate each other out- that’s what me and Shy do, it’s so much easier than rhyming boring with orange. Doesn’t even rhyme. . .”

Rarity prayed to Celestia as she facehooved. “Yes Dash, polite Canterlotian society would just adore a Princess that was a former threat just dive into the lower half of Celestia’s prized student like Twilight was a crude all you can eat buffet and Luna hadn’t eaten in weeks. Like that wouldn’t cause a diplomatic incident.”

Dash nodded. “So you totally agree. Luna should totally fuck the shit out of Twilight, she has like a thousand years of blue balls. I mean whatever the mare version of blue balls is. Anyway, you should totally know how to do a ball bra. Or at least thought about the idea of that- you had that whole ‘lusting over Big Mac’s cock like it was a tasty burrito’ phase of yours.

Rarity flashed deep crimson as she tried to keep the barest hint of propriety as she felt the anger and rage beneath her carefully hooficured surface nearly bubble over as she stared daggers into the back of Dash’s head. “If I fulfill your request can we never, ever, ever talk about Big Mac ever again.”

Dash grinned, not realizing that she had narrowly avoided being garroted by thread. “Score.”

***

Rarity stared at Dash swaying her legs upon her fainting couch and grimaced. She had wanted Dash to model for her- the challenge of color matching a mare who's mane was a rainbow was just so captivating an idea and yet, besides Dash's Gala dress from a few years ago, Dash had not taken her up on her offer.

The white unicorn sized up the issue in front of her. Dash's 'little problem' was rather noticeable. She looked at it with her magic- though with how incredibly bright Dash's crotch shone with active magic, she barely had to activate her magic sight to see that Dash was playing with fire. Though this was Rainbow Dash of all ponies- the mare radiated bravado and ego so much that Rarity was shocked that it took a potion for Dash to have a large male endowment. She acted like she already was stuffed full of all the worst proclivities of stallions. A newly minted penis was just an addition to her tomboy nature.

"So Dash, a ball bra?"

Dash nodded, careful not to touch her slowly growing blue balls. "Quickly though cause this weight sucks. Totally rad about the size though."

Rarity rolled her eyes. So very, very much like a stallion. "Yes, quite. Now due to. . .your predicament, I won't be using my magic upon you." Rarity didn't know how Dash's body currently would react to magic and even though the white unicorn was at least adept in her magical control- Twilight was the powerhouse, she was the one with finesse- she wasn't going to set off some magical penile bomb if she poked and prodded the prodigious package. She didn't want to have an expanding endowment eradicate her establishment. "A light, and quick, touch is all I need. Plus you already beat the average for stallions anyway so I'll have to use theoretical clothing sizes."

Dash hoof pumped at that news. "Double score."

Rarity rolled her eyes. "Though you beat the average size for a stallion in your need for ample room in that area, that's to be expected. Most stallions are natural works of art and not using some method of cheating."

Dash scoffed. "Yeah you and your 'Art of the Stallion', you know you can just pay for sex, right?"

Rarity breathed out and let all the things she could do in anger leave her mind. The customer was always right even if they weren't paying and were a friend and were also annoying and a massive, massive dick. Rarity smiled as she let her customer service mind take over and began her work. "Okay, so first we need the overall ball length, width, and depth, your pants leg height, and a few other measurements."

"Sounds hot in a way."

Rarity smacked Dash lightly on her nose with a nearby ruler. "Strictly professional, darling. And anyway you aren't my type. The princely stallions I desire outshine every single one of your traits barring your newly gained equipment. But a relationship isn't just a sexual fling, there's personality, future goals, aspirations, monetary wants and needs. Fluttershy would also be rather miffed if I decided to sample this."

Dash grimaced. "I was joking. Come on, you aren't my type either even if I wasn't with Shy." Dash felt Rarity lift a single testicle and roll it around in her hooves. "Hey careful with the equipment anyway. They are heavy and suck but I plan on using those later. Or at least let Fluttershy take them for a spin."

Rarity huffed and quickly noted the dimensions of the dark blue testicles. She rolled her eyes and imagined Fluttershy would actually have a better time with Dash- unlike the other girls, Rarity knew exactly how sexual the demure mare was since the two of them talked extensively on spa days- the unicorn just knew when to keep a lady's deep dark secrets. " I bet she will, Dash. And done with the hard part. Now just lift your leg so I can measure it."

Dash raised an eyebrow. "Really? I thought it would take longer. You know cause I'm hung like a blue whale or something huge."

Rarity held in an unladylike guffaw. "Please, you are a specimen of maleness to be sure, but hardly a blue whale. More like a upjumped stallion full of himself. Okay, looks like you haven't grown an inch at all since the Gala, so I'll just use the hem measurements there- no change in your waist either. Besides this ridiculous package that is so unwieldy- you haven't changed a bit." Rarity smiled as she saw her slight teasing barb glance off Dash's new male ego.

"I've just been working out and you know- doctors say second puberty can be a thing. So its just taking a while."

Rarity nodded. "Yes, well, you just sit there and give me. . .forty minutes and you'll have something for your testicular trouble."

Dash blinked. "That's fast. Won't it take like four hours. . .cause of all the fabric?"

Rarity shook her head. "I'm doing this for free, Dash. I do more methodical work if somepony pays me well for my time and effort. Plus, since somepony's scrotum is still a burgeoning piece of real estate- I can't do my normal work. No exact fitting cause your penile tissue would tear exact measurements. A general idea of size, a lot of give, elastic to help, and rudimentary hexing to help with the basics. It will give your male bits a lift, but that's it. And that's not including if somepony- meaning you- gets bigger."

Dash shook her head. "That isn't the plan, Rarity."

The seamstress rolled her eyes. All stallions dreamed, at least in part for what life was like on the other side of the street. Dash could say she didn't want larger tools to use, but Rarity knew how stallions worked, even as a single mare. She had read enough romance novels to quickly figure out every trope of a relationship. Real life had its issues in that regard since she was still single, but she knew stallions well. "Of course, its not the plan. But this is going on your tab, darling."

"I don't have one of those. . ."

Rarity breathed out and tried to think of everything that made her happy: jewels, romance, ice cream, art, a good book, more ice cream. "You do now, Rainbow. And that means sometime in the future you get to model my designs. It's only fair. You are getting a Rarity original and that means something even if its a step down from the average. I don't put my name on something this ridiculous or uncouth without thinking about the implications, dear." Rarity smiled as she lugged the fabrics she would need to undertake this colossal undertaking.

Dash leaned back in Rarity's fainting couch and grimaced as her sack wanted the sweet release of jacking it. "Hooray, me."

***

Sugarcube Corner was hustling and bustling with Hearthswarming glee and a certain pink pony was working through the busy line of ponies wanting some new concoctions of baking alchemy. Pinkie giggled at that thought since she knew that Twilight saw baking and cooking as important- ponies needed food, but the purple mare put science and magic upon this super tall pedestal. Pinkie had sat down for Twi's lecture about magic's different applications, blah, blah, blah, but it was boring and she kind of fell asleep.

She did feel bad about that though- she had hastily agreed to learning about unicorn magic after due to a lot of shenanigans and hijinks surrounding her Pinkie Sense, Twilight had unfortunately had to go to the super duper hospital since having a baby grand piano fall on an already broken pony's neck and spine was out of Nurse Redheart's pay grade.

Twilight hadn't explained how she had regained the ability to walk so Pinkie just chalked it up to magic. Lots of things could be explained and not explained by magic- her Pinkie Sense was one of them. She saw Dash shuffle into the store, awkwardly hunched over and wearing a whole get up designed by Rarity. Pinkie knew Dash very well- not enough to lay down and get adult with her. . .that was Fluttershy's job. But she knew Dash well enough from the months of pranking Ponyville with ever increasing magical props and gags, she knew the mare's body language like she knew how changing the ratios of certain baking ingredients changed a cookie's taste and texture ever so slightly.

Well and Pinkie Sense had already given her a mini doozy of a shimmy shimmy shiver down her head to her tail and curving around to her indecent bits as her family used to call it. She rarely if ever got a Pinkie Sense dealing with sexual matters. . .well unless Twilight was cooking up some wacky potion, but what a pony did in private was not usually Pinkie's problem.

She had to applaud Rarity's work since Pinkie imagined hiding such a reactive and fun magical mishap that Dash was lugging around like two watermelons and a pool noodle attached to her crotch had to be all ways of difficult- Pinkie could see the magical shimmer that told her that Dash was wearing some extra magical underwear instead of just shapewear. Pinkie grinned and hop, skip, and jumped towards the prismatic pegasus with a pendulous problem. "Dashie, what brings you here?"

Dash blushed. "Just in the area. Didn't eat breakfast and thought I could swipe a few muffins. . .for bits of course." Dash was actually pretty hungry and her stomach did growl from skipping breakfast, but while Rarity had not complained about making a ball bra that hid Dash's slowly growing issue, it didn't have anti-gravity spells woven in besides the base lift matrices that hugged her whole dick like a glove. Rarity had also mentioned that there was basic compression spells woven in to keep her balls as small as possible when wearing the dumb bra. Didn't help much with the weight though. Each testicle now was the size of a large watermelon and weighed about as much. In short, Dash had lugged herself to Sugarcube Corner and her overworked core was screaming at her. Dash breathed out and tried to see the good in it. . .her abs had to be shredded now and Fluttershy would probably lose her mind over Dash's bloated fat nuts.

Pinkie nodded, knowing full well that Dash was lying by omission. Lots of her friends did it. Little white lies were easier to handle than popping up and announcing to the world that maybe, just maybe, they needed help. Pinkie had bottled in her feelings so often to play the happy go lucky mare that she could see the slight lines of worry that Dash hid on her face, the twinges of pain and pleasure that danced behind her eyes, the bravado in the pegasus' core that marveled at her potion gained size. Pinkie wondered what the dark blue donger looked like too, but knowing Twilight's penchant for wild potion crafting it probably was like some weird canine dong or multiple dongs. Twilight seemed to enjoy that if her Pinkie Sense was anything to go by. Most Pinkie Sense things tied to Twilight's sexual proclivities made it seem like the alicorn loved romancing octopi. A single magic dong was. . .how did Rarity so elegantly put it? Gauche? Guacamole? Something like that. Sometimes knowing all your friends' fetishes, dreams, wants, and bodily needs was a bit of a curse. "I think I know exactly what you need. And no worries about giving me some bits, its on the house. Well, not really since its older stock but we sort of messed up a bit and added a bit too much of some ingredients so the taste of our Applediasiac Muffins taste a bit odd." Pinkie didn't mention that Mr. Cake had accidentally added a smidge too much of some Love Root. Mrs. Cake hadn't minded but it was highly reactive and probably not a great idea to give to Dash. It would be a wonderful prank though, the prankest of pranks to ever prank.

Pinkie knew it had legs since Mrs. Cake and Mr. Cake had immediately told her to take the Twins out so they could have alone time. Pinkie wondered when she'd feel the twinge of a new little Cake. It had to happen sooner or later.

"Cool, cool, I'll just lean here while you get me some of those." Dash wanted to stand closer to the door for support- though the packed nature of Sugarcube Corner on a holiday helped immensely to cover her tracks.

Pinkie briefly rolled her eyes. "Just a minute then." Pinkie piroutted through the store and picked up the muffins. Sure, Pinkie was technically doing a bad thing, but these muffins were going to get tossed anyway and Granny Pie always said that using Pinkie Sense as a bit of a moral lesson teaching thing was always great. Pinkie shrugged as she debated telling Dash the truth or not and decided not to- Twilight did a lot of things that could be seen as problematic for a Celestia Letter. Twilight had reset time at least once if not a few times with the sheer amount of deja vu Pinkie sometimes felt. Like life reruns over and over- not telling Dash that she'd be eating aphrodisiac muffins when the pegasi had already overdosed on a potion. . .well there was a reason why Discord called Pinkie his favorite pony sometimes.

***

Dash breathed out as she finally relaxed on a cloud near Sweet Apple Acres. She had briefly thought about stealing away in Applejack's hayloft to sleep off her slight exhaustion, but she had decided not since she could imagine AJ would have some harsh words about finding Dash- yet again- in her barn. It wasn't her fault that AJ's hayloft was a good place to get some sexy times done with Shy. It was at least better than outright doing it in public. "Not like AJ gets laid all that much. She's always about work. I mean I like my work too, but damn." Dash shrugged and fished out the bag of muffins.

"Applediasiac muffins. Neat name but it feels a bit gimmicky." A lot of the Corner's muffins and pastries were named after puns so she just chalked up the odd name to the Cakes or Pinkie just thinking the idea was funny. She quickly devoured the muffin- years of rushing every little thing in her life to save time had given her terrible table manners that Fluttershy often commented on. But Dash was alone and totally fine with eating all these muffins. "What Shy doesn't know won't hurt her all that much, plus these have been killing me all day." She lightly patted her dumb looking ball bra and sighed.

She did have to say that the muffins were fantastic since the light apple flavor didn't overpower a taste she couldn't exactly place, though she just chalked that up to the Corner using some weird flavorings for the season. She leaned back into the comfy cloud and wondered if she could do a quickie hoof rub and check out her dong. "I mean I catch Thunderlane doing that all the time." Though to be fair, a lot of pegasi liked sneaking away to clouds and doing it. It was seen as a tad bit romantic.

She shrugged and fished for the clasp that kept her dick hidden away- Rarity had combined the idea of a bra and stallion boxer shorts and fashioned them into something aping fashion. The unicorn had had to come up with the design on the fly since most stallions wouldn't come up with such a gaudy idea or they were only gifted in one area down below. Rainbow didn't notice that Rarity's hoofwork wasn't the most impressive since Dash knew nothing about fashion. She just knew it worked and that was that.

Dash reached in with a hoof and gingerly rubbed her sheath. She moaned as the slight touch woke up her sexual python which quickly snaked its way out of her bra shorts and greeted the cold December air. Dash washed it go up and up, a blue pillar that announced itself to the world. She was terrible at judging a thing at a glance so she guessed it was easily as long as her short self- four feet in total give or take a foot. It had an odd shaped head and flare as it seemed to get larger the further away from her, the dark blue head of it looked to be twice as thick as the rest of it- like there were two distinct flares smashed together on one cock. "Potions are an odd thing I guess." she just blurted out to nopony in particular, just figuring that it had to be because of the potion that it looked a tiny bit odd. She shrugged. It wasn't like she could change it anyway, she wasn't an egghead unicorn.

It was Twilight who made the potion originally- Dash was just glad that she didn't wake up with like tentacles coming out of her crotch. She didn't know what an egghead like Twilight and an ancient mare who stayed on the Moon for a thousand years came up with on their off time but it had to be some extra weird shit.

Dash finished the rest of the muffins and laid back content for a moment as she let the crumbs fall through the cloud. She just sat there appreciating the moment since she was finally off her feet for the first time in a few hours and her muscles were glad. She absentmindedly stroked her unruly bait and tackle, wishing her plush mountain of a yellow Pegasus was there to attend to her. She imagined Fluttershy suckle on her cock lovingly while rubbing her entire soft body up and down the large pole. "Uh, yeah, wish you were here, Shy."

She bucked her hips as the muffins secret ingredient kicked in. She ground her hidden velvet cave on the big boulders of her balls. She still had her feminine equipment hidden behind her masculine tower. Dash tried to get up but the weight of her body was too heavy for her to easily roll over. She felt incredibly hot as she started sweating bullets as her body started demanding to fuck something, anything at all to alleviate her need.

She rolled over on her side, faintly noticing that her fat disproportional nuts were quickly growing from fat watermelons to cider barrel size in a matter of a minute. "Really? I barely even. . .fuck." She collapsed in a heap as a massive orgasm rocked her core, yet only a trickle of pre-cum leaked out. She grit her teeth as she tried to stand, her legs wobbling as the sheer weight was making it impossible to stand for more than thirty seconds.

She grimaced as she realized that Pinkie just had to play a prank on Dash. “Pinkie, today of all days you had to pull shit like this?”

She moaned as the aphrodisiac hit its stride and she tried to figure out a way too quickly cool off her need: from imagining Granny Smith extra naked, to thinking of cool water, to just thinking of math problems since- unlike Twilight- she wasn’t turned on by difficult problems to solve.

Nothing worked and Dash grimaced she felt her balls drop through the cloud as they broke the surface tension, the cool winter air now fully encapsulating the hot balloons of her blue balls in cold, cold air. It was like the wind was giving her a hoofjob. She bit her lip to stifle the moan that she so desperately wanted to let out. She knew she was in Sweet Apple Acres airspace and Applejack had eerily good hearing for an earth pony- if the orange mare looked up and saw two large blue balls swaying nicely in the breeze, AJ would figure something was up.

And Dash knew she was a terrible liar- or at least AJ being the whole Element of Honesty made the mare a walking lie detector.

Either way, Dash needed to get back to Shy’s place as quickly as possible, she could feel her grip on the cloud slip slowly as her center of mass was inching lower and lower as her bloating nuts that probably were the size of a hoof cart now dragged her out of the cloud’s pull. The only thing keeping her airborne was her deft control of Pegasi magic and her wing power.

But even then she was just staying in the air- she had no forward motion to speak of.

“Celestia damn it.” Dash grimaced as she saw the only option forward. “I have to fuck a cloud.” Dash rolled her eyes and wondered what Thunderlane and the other stallions would say if they knew she was going to try and seed a cloud solo. Pegasi usually did this in teams to celebrate the new spring and provide the ground with much needed moisture.

The first spring rains in every town with a weather team were remnants of orgies past.

She bucked her hips and grunted as her fat anaconda snaked it’s way into the cloud’s pillowy depths and each hilt and slow pull back pushed her into the airstream that worked it’s way near the edge of the Everfree Forest due to her weight of her quickly growing pendulous orbs.

***

Applejack sat on top of the ridge that was the highest point of the Acres and saw the air from her breath surround her as she breathed out. She was out here clearing a path so Bloom and her friends could go sledding safely since the snow’s sudden appearance this last week had made her unable to pick up the few rocks that were left in the orchards. She wiped her brow and looked up and froze in shock as she saw the largest prize winningest testicles she had ever done saw in her life just swinging away in the breeze.

“What in tarnation?” She sat back and just stared in awe and fear as the cloud ambled along its way towards one particular area.

Fluttershy’s cottage. The dark blue tinge of the testicular tissue and the destination clicked for the orange mare- she wasn’t an idiot and she could easily put two and two together. Plus Rainbow Dash was the only mare plum stupid enough to drink Twilight’s mad science drinks and not think it was a no good, terrible idea to mess with the laws of nature.

She gulped and shook her head. She was mighty, mighty curious but she knew better than asking Dash of all ponies what in the hay she was doing. She looked down and quietly knew that she would have words for Twilight. She would have words for Dash but sometimes it felt like the pegasus had a stump in place of brains or common sense.

“I ain’t gonna ruin my day corralling her idiocy.” She had enough issues dealing with Bloom and the other Crusaders.

***

Fluttershy nervously flitted through the animal pens. She usually finished her twice daily routine in only an hour but she had Dash on her mind. She had begged the small blue Pegasus to go to the hospital when Dash had woke up with her potion given equipment already impacting her ability to move. It was incredibly hot to see Dash like that since her small stature made her impressive equipment even larger to Fluttershy’s size queen tendencies, but it worried her.

Dash had pushed her worried aside with some mumbled thing about how Nurse Redheart would have zero clue how to fix a Twilight spell and the meek Pegasus had quietly relented.

Angel hopped up to Fluttershy and performed his usual annoyed routine of charades to tell his yellow owner that she was late for his carrot dinner. “I know Angel, dear, give me a moment.”

She lifted the hundred pound bag of animal feed and grunted as she trekked through the pens. “Still I have Harry and the other bears to make sure they do okay when they wake up in their hibernation they have food to eat and the minks have their food requirements-“ she often rambled to herself out loud because her animal caretaker job could be incredibly lonely.

A loud slam came from outside, her chickens clicking their angry reply. Fluttershy breathed out and hoped it wasn’t Dash yet again faceplanting into her animal pens.

“Don’t be Dash, don’t be Dash, don’t be-“ she hurried out quickly into the yard, her hooves skidding on faint patches of ice as she turned the corner and she sat there dumbfounded for a moment as she realized what she was looking at.

Dash looked at her with lustful eyes and dragged herself as much as she could with her front hooves towards her prize. “I need you, Shy. I’m just so horny. . .” Dash muttered her mantra as Fluttershy noticed Dash’s balls that were now each as large as her small pint sized Pegasus and her incredibly rock hard pillar of meat impeded her progress towards Fluttershy. "I tried fucking a cloud, but its like my dick's stuffed up. Can't even cum without you. Help me, please." Dash started just speaking gibberish as she tried to screw a snowbank to no avail.

She inched towards Dash and prodded her just to make sure it wasn’t one of her own sexual fantasies acting like a mirage in the desert. She poked and prodded the blue Pegasus, swatting her small hooves away, and gingerly pushed upon Dash’s taut sack and felt the incredible heat between the blue mare’s legs.

It was real.

“I need you so bad. I flew all the way here on a cloud and couldn’t even get off.” Dash had humped the cloud with a ferocity and passion that had broke the Pegasi magic that kept every cloud together. Above Fluttershy’s house, the cloud had shredded apart and Dash had fallen fifty feet to the ground in a heap. She whispered out her words because the sheer pain of the fall on her tender parts had knocked all the wind out of her lungs.

Fluttershy felt Angel’s tiny paw on her hoof and the mare broke out of her reverie. She looked down and quickly translated Angel’s charades into Equestrian ‘Your dumb mate got a stupidly huge carrot.’

Fluttershy blushed as she had very loosely translated that since her bunny had swore like a sailor to make fun of Dash’s horrible predicament. “Angel, be nice. Now I could lift her easily if she didn’t have all of. . .that.” Fluttershy waved a hoof over the largest dick and balls she had ever seen on an animal- in books or otherwise.

She bit her lip as she felt a wetness that wasn’t her best moment. “Get Harry the bear and I can fix this. Or at least keep this okay. Stable. Yes, stable.”

Angel rolled his eyes. He knew that his owner was lying through her meek teeth but he didn’t want to get the Stare. Sometimes treating his owner like a small kitten was the simplest. Plus he despised her mate, the dumb idiot Pegasus doing some stupid magic stuff? Maybe the mare would explode or starve to death as her stupid dick trapped her unable to hunt for food and Angel would have his owner back to himself again. Either way he would never let the blue mare forget getting stranded because of her blueberry balls. He would tell every animal in the Everfree about this and it would become a legend passed down for generations.

He hopped away to warn the bear about this stupid charade.

***

Harry the Bear lumbered through Fluttershy’s cottage, careful not to break the small chairs or knock any pictures off the wall. He had looked at the nonsense that Angel had warned him about and decided that Fluttershy could be the one to marehandle the small Pegasus’ lower half. He lifted most of the weight but he wasn’t putting a claw near those over stuffed balls. One wrong move and they might explode. Angel had been insistent that the blue one was fit to blow.

It reminded him of those odd gems in the Everfree that made things extra large. He had seen animals fall into the grove of gems and starve to death as their bodies collapsed under their own weight. He chalked this nonsense up to the blue one doing something that dangerous.

Fluttershy breathed out and hefted the rest of Dash into the bed and she heard her bed scream in protest as she guessed that Dash’s weight had easily quadrupled in the six or so hours since they had seen one another. She waved Harry away with a distracted hoof and waited for his lumbering steps to leave her home with a noticeable slam. He was still a mostly wild animal and doors were not his forte. She ran through her animal checklist and was glad that she couldn't find a woodland creature she hadn't fed or given assistance too. It was going to be a rather hard winter storm coming in the night and she had to prepare. She smiled briefly as she realized there was one creature she was incredibly inattentive to- her prizewinning stud of a stallion sitting here with a near delirious fever.

"Dashie, I'm here." She whispered her pet name for her oldest friend in her ear and waited for the mare to wake. She was no charming prince like in one of Rarity's stories, but she could dream that her ravishing Dash would wake and take charge. She was always into that kind of relationship- the stallion, or in her case- mare, would decide her days. Not to a hypercontrolling degree, that would be awful, but being the largest mare in the room made ponies suppose she was the tough one, the one who took charge and it just wasn't true at all.

Dash's eyes fluttered open, the telltale signs of aphrodisiacs making her stare unfocused and dim. Fluttershy was knowledgeable about many a home remedy, herbal potion or noxious psychedelic weed to change ones mood. She was an acquaintance of Tree Hugger and there were more than enough times that the hippie earth pony had come to her house under the influence of some unknowable mind altering substance. She rolled her eyes and quickly hoofed it to her connected bathroom and grabbed a few quick herbal remedies. She was already planning on helping Dash solve this bloated dick's issue- she wasn't going to spend an hour coddling a lovedrunk Dash about her undying adoration about her mare bits.

"Drink this. It's not going to be pleasant, but the main issue should generally stop. Mostly." Fluttershy held the glass out carefully and guided the concoction down her prismatic mare's gullet. She felt bad for a moment since this predicament all started because of her giving a potion to Dash under duplicitous circumstances.

Dash coughed and sputtered and her sight cleared. "Fluttershy, why am I in your bed and holy fuck what the hay happened to me?" She patted her dick and balls, the unfortunate ball bra that had contained her girth and heft long since torn asunder by her frantic motions and incessant growth. It looked obscene. "I can totally explain, see this is mostly from a Pinkie Prank, not me being an idiot."

Fluttershy briefly nodded. "Uh huh. Like the time you ran into my chicken coop at Mach Two to see if chickens could fly. Elizabeak and the other hens are still traumatized about that."

Dash rubbed her head. "Yeah, well, like that but she like gave me muffins that caused most of this." She gestured at her aching crotch. "So can you like help a dicked out mare out cause else I'm not going to have a good time. Seriously this shit kind of hurts in a 'I beat some kind of record but in a possibly bad way' kind of way."

Fluttershy rolled her eyes. "I was going to do that anyway. You know exactly how I get when I see such virile specimens." Fluttershy pushed Dash's whole upper body back with a tender hoof and carefully slid above Dash's log of a penis. "Say yay or else I won't help you."

"Seriously?" Dash sighed. "Yay."

"Louder, with feeling this time Dashie." Fluttershy ground her nethers into Dash with some force to show that she meant business. "I mean it's only fair. You have been helping me with being assertive and my wing power, I can help you with your. . .large. . .blue. . .balls. . ." Fluttershy flapped her wings at each of those words and she let each word last for an incredibly long time before she stopped flapping her wings and dropped her weight upon Dash's prodigious pecker. She kept repeating that action until Dash relented.

"F-fine. Fucking yay, yay, yahoo, whatever you want me to say, just get me off. Please."

Fluttershy smiled like an angel. "All you had to say was please." She angled herself over Dash's blue python and let the pillar raise to attention. Dash had to work for it. She was a Wonderbolt first and foremost, if Fluttershy caved the moment she saw a specimen like Dash's phallus, she would be no better than a fully wild animal. Wild animals had their own ways of doing things and their own sense of emotions- but they ran on instinct and Fluttershy's base instincts told her to fornicate with reckless abandon.

Fluttershy felt the monolithic cock enter her in one fell swoop as she raised herself above the penis and dropped. She kept her eyes shut, imagining that the long dong would fully split her in half since she wasn’t dumb enough to think a six foot penis would fit inside her at all. She blinked as she watched her skin stretch around Dash’s fifth leg like a skin condom. She could see the large thick penis raise up between her chest and angle itself above her head. It was obscene and slightly terrifying even to Fluttershy’s size queen self.

“You’re super tight, Shy. Like this is amazing.”

Fluttershy was just surprised she wasn’t dead. By this point she should be- she still had bones in her body and yet it seemed like they didn't exist. “Yeah, just give me a moment.” She breathed out and counted to ten to center her nerves. Either this was a dream or Twilight’s potion did more than what Fluttershy had written in her note. Quickly sending a prayer to Celestia for good luck, she shifted her weight upward and began the long arduous process of using her wings to get to the apex of Dash’s magical cock.

Fluttershy slammed down again and rode her mare like a sex toy- Dash was so encumbered by her cart sized nuts that all the small mare could do was whimper in joy as Fluttershy’s tight wet cave massaged her turgid pole.

Fluttershy bounced every time she came down since Dash’s sack was like the more sexual bouncy castle she had ever seen. Soon enough Shy had a quick rhythm going like a little jackhammer as she tried to get Dash to cum.

She worked and worked for minutes on end- it felt like time had slowed to a crawl, but her alarm clock showed it had only been fifteen minutes since she had arrived in her room with Dash. The pummeling of her vagina numbed her sense of time and the waves of pleasure that dulled her senses soon flashed back to life as Dash’s body shook like a building ready to collapse.

Fluttershy pushed her head back as an orgasm rocked her core, the yellow mare shouting as loud as she could- to most it was barely above a yell, but to Fluttershy it was like a death scream.

Dash’s cock bloated larger as it shot its first of many loads, the power of the dual blast, since Dash’s cock was slowly splitting into two separate cocks due to the heady mix of alcohol, potion, and aphrodisiac had horribly twisted the original design of Twilight’s potion into a mutation that neither Pegasus would truly mind- both separate heads shot their streams into Fluttershy.

Fluttershy bucked her hips onto Dash’s balls- kicking them as hard as she could to milk every drop of the thick liquid that was Dash’s cum. It felt like she was getting filled up with thick pancake batter or even vanilla pudding as she watched her stomach try to contain it all. She breathed out as she tried to get as much air as she could since she felt like an overfilled condom and yet Dash didn’t feel like she was done. Dash hadn't cum since the last time the two pegasi had rutted and her baby batter was backed up with its need for release.

Fluttershy gripped onto the faint outline of Dash’s cock that outlined her womb and held tightly as she waited for the flood of cum to ease up. She felt the seal between her and Dash’s privates leak ever so slightly as her womb wasn’t enough to hold an ocean, the lake of cum that leaked out spilled over her bed and onto Dash’s prodigious balls started pooling on the fat orbs before leaking through Fluttershy's bedroom floor to the the floor below.

That was one of an uncountable number of sexual encounters between the pair of Pegasi throughout the night- Fluttershy’s tidy room slowly became a mess as Dash’s body slowly eclipsed the bed and became the solitary fixture of the room. . .