The Nightmare Potion

Accidental Subject

Inspired by Lil-Miss-Jay

Diamond Tiara shut the door to her room to go to bed. Even though it had been a Sunday, her day had been incredibly frustrating. She had to meet with Apple Bloom to work on a team project that had been assigned on Monday, but Apple Bloom had only now gotten around to working on; Diamond Tiara not admitting she had been putting it off too. The entire time she had been at Sweet Apple Acres all Apple Bloom wanted to do was compromise even though Diamond Tiara’s ideas were so much better. The Apples couldn’t even make a decent lunch, just apples and what had to be the worst tasting punch in all of Equestria.

Even after her trek home down the nasty dirt road, her dad hadn’t given her much sympathy. She had told him how horrible her day had been at dinner and he just used his sarcastic dad voice to agree with her before telling her that she needed to learn how to work with everyone, even ponies she didn’t like. “It makes for better business,” he said. Diamond Tiara’s dad was almost always able to tie things back to business. She was convinced that her dad didn’t pay it more thought because he was such good friends with Granny Smith, or at least the money her Zap Apple Jam brought in.

At least for now it was over. Diamond Tiara flopped down face first into her pillow. Her legs and hooves were sore after having to walk to and from Sweet Apple Acres, for which her dad would not call her a cab. Sometimes dad was too tight for his own good. She still had the presentation with Apple Bloom tomorrow, which she was not looking forward to. She turned herself over and covered herself with her silk and down blankets. Hopefully Silver Spoon would back at school at least, she had come down with whatever illness was going around and had been out since Wednesday. Thoughts and visions of finally having someone to complain to ran through Diamond Tiara’s head as she slowly drifted off.

***

Diamond Tiara trudged through the grass avoiding the bushes and low-hanging tree limbs as best she could on Sweet Apple Acres. After a few minutes she started to wonder why she was doing this again, so she pulled out the note that had been mailed to her and read it again. It was from the Cutie-Mark Crusaders: Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, inviting her to come to their clubhouse for her birthday. Lame as it sounded, it did have an upside: the crusaders said they would bury the hatchet and agreed to whatever Diamond Tiara demanded. An afternoon of having those three humiliate themselves at her beck-and-call, that was worth some trekking off road.

Following the crudely drawn map, Diamond Tiara made it at last. For what it was worth, the tree-house looked fairly good. Of course, it was nothing compared to the tree-house Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon could have had built for them to hang out in. However, no one seemed to be here. Diamond Tiara walked over to the ramp and after giving it a nudge to make sure it was secure began to ascend. It turned out the three of them were just sitting on the floor, out of sight, playing cards. The crusaders looked over at Diamond Tiara as the last step of the ramp creaked.

“Howdy, Diamond Tiara,” welcomed Apple Bloom. She was always cheerful with her greetings. “Glad you decided to come.”

“Thanks for having me,” replied Diamond Tiara with only a thin veneer of politeness.

“Come on in and get comfy,” said Scootaloo, patting a spot on the wood floor. The three scootched apart to let Diamond Tiara join the circle.

Diamond Tiara looked at the spot on the floor for a second. “Don’t you have something softer to sit on?”

“Just a sec,” squeaked Sweetie Bell. She picked up the cards from the game they were playing and walked over to a table in the corner and set the deck on it. On her way back she grabbed a cushion from a chair and put it in the place they expected Diamond Tiara to sit. “There you go!”

Diamond Tiara sat down in the circle between Apple Bloom and Scootaloo across from Sweetie Belle. She wished that Sweetie Bell had brought the chair over, sitting on the floor seemed beneath her. At least the cushion kept her dress from getting dirty and made her taller than the crusaders. After a moment of silence, she spoke up, “So now what?”

“Well,” started Apple Bloom, “It’s your special day, so you get to decide what we do.”

Scootaloo chimed in, “Yeah. We could go on an adventure, or go into town, play a game.”

“Even one you’re sure to win,” blurted out Sweetie Bell. The other two crusaders rolled their eyes. Sweetie Belle had her heart in the right place, but it was the “air in the head” that made them worried sometimes.

Sweetie Belle’s comment did get Diamond Tiara thinking. The crusaders were always winning contests and things, even if they didn’t quite know what they were doing. Beating them at a game would be a great way to start getting even with them. Diamond Tiara looked around the clubhouse; all they really had for games was the deck of cards they were using earlier and Diamond Tiara didn’t know many card games. She looked down at her lap rubbing her chin. What could she beat them at? She knew that anything athletic was out of the question, they would win and she didn’t want to get her outfit dirty. It couldn’t be knowledge based since they all had similar marks in school; although how Sweetie Belle pulled that off she didn’t know.

She glanced up at the crusaders and then back down to her lap. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration. She looked up again, observing the others shirts. Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were all flat as boards, but Diamond Tiara noticed that, depending on her outfit, she would show a little cleavage. And today, she happened to be wearing one such outfit. Diamond Tiara smiled, she was going to beat them with a slumber-party classic. “Have you guys ever compared breasts?”

In unison, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo quirked their eyebrows and asked, “Come again?” Sweetie Belle shook her head.

“You know,” Diamond Tiara explained in an overly upbeat fashion, “We’re all getting to ‘that age’ where ‘those things’ that Cherilee had to tell us about in school start happening.” The crusaders looked around at one another. “Aren’t you curious?”

“That’s a good point,” said Scootaloo who turned to Apple Bloom. “Don’t you wonder if you are going to be like your sister?”

“Be like Applejack how?” asked Apple Bloom.

Scootaloo made the “chest melons” sign with her hands, causing Apple Bloom to blush and scowl at Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle giggled, “Rarity gets so jealous of her sometimes because of that.”

The other three girls all looked at Sweetie Belle with expressions of questioning and mild shock. “Rarity actually told you she was jealous of Applejacks cans?” asked Apple Bloom.

“She said it when she kinda’ forgot I was in the room,” answered Sweetie Belle sheepishly.

Diamond Tiara had to stifle a laugh before reminding herself that there was humiliating to be done. “Well?” she said in a stern voice, “Are we going to do this or not? I am the boss for today.”

The crusaders looked at one another. “She’s right,” sighed Apple Bloom, and with that, the three started to remove their tops. Diamond Tiara couldn’t stop grinning as she watched them struggle to overcome their awkward shyness. Sweetie Belle seemed to be most at ease with the situation, which was odd because she had worn a dress and had to take the whole thing off for this exercise. She even beat the other two in getting bare-chested, sitting back down in the circle with little more than her green panties on. Scootaloo wrapped her arms around her stomach after she took her shirt of like she was cold even though it was a lovely summer day. Apple Bloom was last to slip out of her shirt. Diamond Tiara grinned even wider; it was so obvious that Apple Bloom wanted the front of her overalls come a little higher up on her chest.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo sheepishly switched between taking quick glances at the other crusaders and staring at the floor in front of them and Diamond Tiara was loving every second of it. Again, Sweetie Belle didn’t seem to think it was a big deal, though Diamond Tiara though that may have been because she was a little thicker in the head than the others. Diamond Tiara was mostly right with her guess; the crusaders were just starting to grow. Scootaloo, whose breasts –if you could call them that at this stage- were the biggest were still only about golf ball sized. Sweetie Belle noticed someone wasn’t participating yet. “Okay, your turn Diamond Tiara.”

Sweetie Belle’s comment brought Diamond Tiara back down to earth. “Yeah,” protested Apple Bloom, “We all did it. It’s only fair.” She realized that she was in the same boat as Sweetie Belle because she had also worn a dress.

Much as she would have liked to refuse and leave them hanging, Diamond Tiara wanted to rub her natural gift in. Besides, Scootaloo would have called her out for being unable to win her own game. “Alright,” Diamond Tiara said in a coy voice as she stood up, “Just give me a second.”

Diamond Tiara stood up and walked over to the corner of the room with the table in it. Facing away from the crusaders, she slowly slipped out of her dress, being careful so it didn’t touch the ground. Like Sweetie Belle, Diamond Tiara didn’t wear a bra, and was now only in her lovely pink and white striped panties. After folding and laying her dress on the table, she covered her breasts with her hands in a cross-armed fashion to hide them until the moment was right. She turned around and walked back to her place in the circle. “Ta-dah!” she said as she sat down, letting go of her breasts and sticking her chest out as she landed on the cushion.

“Oooooh…” went the three crusaders together, more awestruck than jealous. Diamond Tiara’s breasts had started to grow about a year ago. Her nipples were perfectly symmetrical and several shades darker than her fur, almost appearing purple. They had already grown to handfuls and didn’t show any signs of stopping. Diamond Tiara soaked it all in; having something others didn’t, another one of her favorite pastimes.

“Well, you definitely win,” said Apple Bloom, still sounding impressed.

“Why thank you,” answered Diamond Tiara in a very prim-and-proper manner.

Scootaloo’s face turned to curiosity with a concentrated stare. “Those are nice.” Scootaloo reached out and grabbed one of Diamond Tiara’s breasts.

Pride quickly turned to shock. “HEY!” shouted Diamond Tiara as she slapped Scootaloo’s hand away. Her dad and Cherilee had always told her to never let anyone touch her like that. Even if she hadn’t been hearing it all her life, it still would have felt wrong. She covered her breasts with her hands cross-armed again, “Don’t touch me!”

“Come on Diamond Tiara,” complained Apple Bloom who shifted to her knees.

“Yeah,” joined Scootaloo, “Let us see.” Both Scootaloo and Apple Bloom jumped at Diamond Tiara. Diamond Tiara reflexively stuck out her hands to keep them away but their combined momentum was too much.

Diamond Tiara landed on her back with Scootaloo and Apple Bloom either side of her. “STOP IT!” she screamed. Before she could process what was happening, Scootaloo grabbed her right arm with one hand and Diamond Tiara’s breast with the other.

Scootaloo regained her impressed expression. “Wow! They’re somehow soft and firm at the same time!”

Diamond Tiara grunted as she tried to pull either arm free but Scootaloo’s grip was to strong and Apple Bloom landed on/was holding her other arm. Apple Bloom looked up at Scootaloo, “Really?” She turned her attention to Diamond Tiara’s other breast, grabbed it and gave it a squeeze. “You’re right!”

Diamond Tiara continued to struggle and kick as Scootaloo and Apple Bloom fondled her. She shouted for help like her dad and Cherilee had told her but there was no one else around to hear her. As the two crusaders continued, a feeling started to creep into Diamond Tiara’s body. A feeling like when she was in the shower and rubbed the bar of soap over her parts of her chest or used her towel to dry the same areas. The kind of feeling that sends shivers down your spine.

“Hey Sweetie Belle,” said Scootaloo, tuning to the one crusader who wasn’t doing anything. “You got to check these out,” Scootaloo said without even taking her hand off of Diamond Tiara.

“No thanks,” answered Sweetie Belle. “Rarity says that breasts don’t make a woman.”

“She probably said that because she’s smaller than Applejack,” teased Apple Bloom.

Sweetie Belle scootched over to the pony pile, refusing to be swayed. “Rarity says it’s what’s down here that matters.” Sweetie Bell trapped Diamond Tiara’s legs between her own. Diamond Tiara could only watch on in horror after she figured out what Sweetie Belle meant. With Diamond Tiara frozen in shock, Sweetie Belle grabbed the sides of Diamond Tiara’s panties and pulled them down her legs. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo took advantage of the pause in Diamond Tiara’s struggling to get a more comfortable grip on her arms.

Once Sweetie Belle slipped Diamond Tiara’s panties off her hooves, she moved back and started to spread Diamond Tiara’s legs. Diamond Tiara tried to knock her knees together, but even though she was the daintiest of the crusaders, Sweetie Belle was still too strong for her. After a bit of struggling Sweetie Belle finally managed to get Diamond Tiara’s legs apart and flat on the floor. Sweetie Belle leaned in to examine Diamond Tiara’s now exposed womanhood. The other three watched Sweetie Belle’s motions intently, albeit for different reasons. “How does it look?” asked Scootaloo.

Sweetie Belle cocked her head to one side to get a different perspective. “Like in the science books,” she answered. “I wonder if it’s true about how sensitive it is.” Sweetie Belle took her finger and slid it from the bottom of Diamond Tiara’s slit to the top, briefly brushing her clit. Diamond Tiara yelped pulled her hips back as best she could, getting another “shivers down your spine” feeling. The crusaders looked at each other with surprise. “I guess it is,” said Sweetie Belle.

Sweetie Belle started to run her fingers continuously up and down the lips of Diamond Tiara’s pussy. Her method was more determined than experimental, pushing harder and exploring more areas. Diamond Tiara squirmed and groaned but even though Apple Bloom and Scootaloo weren’t paying as much attention to her they wouldn’t let go. “She’s getting all wet and squishy,” said Sweetie Belle, sounding like Diamond Tiara was more of a science project. Sweetie Belle then got another idea, “Hey! I know something else we could try.”

Sweetie Belle leaned in closer until her face was a mere two inches from Diamond Tiara’s pussy. “What are you doing now?” asked Apple Bloom.

“Something Rarity said felt really good,” answered Sweetie Belle.

“Did she say it when she forgot you were in the room?” teased Scootaloo.

Sweetie Belle didn’t even bother giving Scootaloo a disapproving scowl. She moved in so close that Diamond Tiara could feel Sweetie Belle’s breath on her tender flesh. Sweetie Belle stuck out her tongue and licked from the bottom of Diamond Tiara’s pussy up and over her clit.

The feeling was unreal. Diamond Tiara had never experienced anything like it before and it sent a shock through her body causing her to contort. Sweetie Belle was right, it did feel good, but she had never felt so violated. The different sound and pitch of Diamond Tiara’s groan let the crusaders know what she thought of it. “I guess Rarity really does know what she’s talking about,” said Scootaloo.

Apple Bloom nodded. She and Scootaloo looked back down at their hands which were still on Diamond Tiara’s breasts. “I wonder if that works with these,” said Apple Bloom.

Apple Bloom moved her hand so Diamond Tiara’s nipple was more exposed as she leaned down. “No!” Diamond Tiara yelled, but Apple Bloom would not be denied. Apple Bloom tentatively touched the tip of her tongue to Diamond Tiara’s now hard nipple. Diamond Tiara closed her eyes, clenched her teeth and squealed. It felt similar to when Sweetie Belle licked her nethers, not quite as strong a feeling, but still good. Hearing Diamond Tiara’s reaction, Apple Bloom went at it with a little more vigor, licking around the areola while squeezing Diamond Tiara’s breast with her hand.

Scootaloo was now no longer content with watching. “Let me try something.” She leaned in and put her lips around Diamond Tiara’s other nipple and sucked it for a second. The feeling was again similar but different, Diamond Tiara’s moan reflecting the sensation.

The crusaders, each with their own method of pleasure all worked on Diamond Tiara at once. She wiggled and squirmed, more out of the sensation than trying to free herself, having no real control over her body. Diamond Tiara felt something start to build inside her. She had felt it before when she had gotten curious in the shower, but not as strong as this. The only thing that kept it from growing and exploding faster was that she was being pleasured three different ways at once. No one feeling was stronger than the others unless one of the crusaders made a slight change to their technique, which would bring that sensation to the forefront until another crusader did the same thing.

“No…” struggled Diamond Tiara,”…stop…”

Scootaloo opened her eyes and took her lips off Diamond Tiara’s nipple, a thin strand of saliva briefly connecting the two. “Relax Diamond Tiara. It’s supposed to feel good.” Scootaloo gently grabbed Diamond Tiara’s chin and kissed her. Diamond Tiara tried to shake her head or pull it to the side but everything she was feeling made her weak. Scootaloo’s kiss was firm, almost to the point where it felt like she did it to be mean. Diamond Tiara groaned through her nose and clenched her eyes shut.

Sweetie Belle stuck her index finger into Diamond Tiara’s pussy. Diamond Tiara’s eyes shot wide open as Sweetie Belle continued to lick her clit. Scootaloo broke the kiss and Diamond Tiara dropped her jaw and gasped. Sweetie Belle started to pump her hand back and forth, her finger sliding in and out of Diamond Tiara’s pussy as she continued to lick it. Apple Bloom quickly moved in before Diamond Tiara had time to recover and planted a kiss on Diamond Tiara’s lips as well, Diamond Tiara trying to resist again, but with even less energy.

After a few seconds of locked lips, Apple Bloom went back to licking Diamond Tiara’s breast. Almost in tandem, all three crusaders gave it their all. They sped up and used more force in their methods. The feeling started to build much quicker, like a balloon just waiting for a needle to pop it. That needle was Sweetie Belle curling her finger and rubbing along the roof of Diamond Tiara’s pussy. When she nicked the end with her fingernail, Diamond Tiara’s bubble burst. She screamed and arched her back, having never felt anything this good before. It was strange, there was pain mixed in somewhere, but she couldn’t describe it.

Her pussy quivered as she rode out her orgasm, eventually settling back down on the floor. The crusaders watched, as if studding her, as she panted on the wood floor. “So how was it?” asked Sweetie Belle. Diamond Tiara was too tired, angry, and ashamed to answer.

“That good, huh?” said Apple Bloom.

“Sorry if we were too rough on you,” offered Scootaloo. Diamond Tiara closed her eyes and continued to pant; she still didn’t have the strength to do anything.

“Come on,” grunted Apple Bloom as she went to put Diamond Tiara’s arm over her shoulder, “Up ya’ go.”

Scootaloo slung Diamond Tiara’s other arm over her shoulder and together the two crusaders lifted Diamond Tiara back onto her hooves. Diamond Tiara was still really wobbly so Sweetie Belle hugged Diamond Tiara to support her while she gained her footing. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo let Diamond Tiara’s arms fall to her sides, but still held her wrists. Sweetie Belle also took the opportunity to kiss Diamond Tiara full on the mouth. She was much gentler than the other two crusaders had been, but that was probably because Diamond Tiara was no longer fighting them.

There was the characteristic creak of the last step of the ramp. The three crusaders looked to the door. “Twist!” answered Sweetie Belle enthusiastically, “Glad you could make it.” Diamond Tiara slowly tuned her head to see, her droopy eyelids opening in surprise when she saw her standing in the doorway.

Twist had a totally different hairstyle. Her normally unmanageably curly hair was straight with the back in a high ponytail and the front in long bangs on either side of her face. Her normal large dorky glasses hand been replaced with a smaller pair of reading glasses with circular lenses. Like all the girls present, she was topless, her underdeveloped chest, no bigger than any of the crusaders, had also been a source of teasing between Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. Twist wasn’t wearing any pants and her black underwear looked like it was made out of some heavy duty material. For some reason it had three straps that attached to a metal ring in the front. She had a straight red and white peppermint stick in one hand that looked like it had been sucked down to a rounded point. But strangest of all, Twist was frowning and glaring at Diamond Tiara. She had never really seen Twist angry before, and that combined with her new look was unsettling.

“Well, Diamond Tiara,” started Twist, moving into the room, “Not tho high and mighty now.” Even with her lisp, Twist sounded as menacing as she looked. Twist stopped behind Diamond Tiara and put her hand on Diamond Tiara’s hip. Even though Twist didn’t touch her in a particularly private place, she was still so sensitive from her orgasm that she still gasped and shuttered. “Thtill a little tender I thee.”

Twist held the peppermint stick up by her Diamond Tiara’s mouth. Diamond Tiara looked back at Twist weakly. “Thuck it,” demanded Twist. Diamond Tiara looked at it. She wanted to say “no”, but she wasn’t in the position to do so and didn’t have the energy. She had paused long enough that Twist started to get annoyed. “Come on,” she pressed it up against Diamond Tiara’s lips. Diamond Tiara closed her eyes and opened her mouth. What Twist slid into her mouth wasn’t actually a peppermint stick, it was made of plastic and had a slight corkscrew texture that matched the red stripes.

Twist smirked, “That’th it. You don’t want to take it dry.” Diamond Tiara realized that what she was sucking was a sex toy. Silver Spoon had mentioned them to Diamond Tiara when Cherilee was teaching sex-ed, but Diamond Tiara had always thought she had been joking. Twist continued to slide the toy further and further in to Diamond Tiara’s mouth until it was about halfway in, Diamond Tiara moaning as she did. “Yeth, get it nice and wet.”

Without thinking, Diamond Tiara started to slide her tongue around the toy, giving the surface a good layer of saliva. Sweetie Belle nuzzled Diamond Tiara’s neck and cheek while whispering gentle phrases to her, in an effort to make her feel more relaxed. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom still held her wrists, but there grip was a lot looser. Even so, Diamond Tiara still didn’t have the energy to try and break free. Even if she did, she would still be surrounded by the crusaders and the grinning Twist.

“That’th enough,” commanded Twist, “Open up.” Diamond Tiara did as she was told and dropped her jaw. The end of the toy was almost dripping in her spit, and only now did she notice she had been drooling slightly. Twist briefly inspected the toy while she fiddled with one of the straps on the ring of her panties. She then carefully slid the toy into the ring with the plastic clicking into place before tightening the straps again. Twist stood with her hands on her hips, letting Diamond Tiara get a good look at her. Twist didn’t even have to say anything, Diamond Tiara knew exactly what she was going to do.

Twist grabbed Diamond Tiara’s tail and pulled it up; not hard enough to hurt, but enough to get her body’s attention. Diamond Tiara reflexively stuck her hips back and leaned forward, still being supported by the crusaders. “Thpread her,” ordered Twist. Sweetie Belle reached down behind Diamond Tiara and grabbed her butt cheeks. Sweetie Belle, being much more gentle than Twist had been, spread them apart, Diamond Tiara moaning as she did her privates being exposed to the air. Twist moved up and got in position, her other hand guiding the toy. “Here we go.”

To Diamond Tiara’s horror, Twist touched to the tip to Diamond Tiara’s anus. “No!” she whimpered as Twist started to push her hips forward.

“Take it!” shouted Twist who was not letting up.

After a few agonizing seconds, the force on Diamond Tiara’s anus was more than she could handle. Diamond Tiara cried in pain and humiliation as the first part of the toy slid inside her ass. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes and her knees felt weak. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom put her arms over their shoulders to keep her upright. Sweetie Belle hugged her tighter and whispered in her ear, “It’s okay, just relax.”

Twist allowed herself a second to breath before continuing. “Yeth,” she grunted as she pushed the toy deeper with her hips. Diamond Tiara couldn’t do anything but bight her lip and squeak through her tears. She could feel every groove of the toy’s corkscrew slide into her tight ass. Like before the feeling was a mixture of pleasure and pain, but the pain was much more dominant this time. Twist finally stopped sliding the toy in when her belly came to rest against Diamond Tiara’s butt cheeks. She took a second to listen to and enjoy the sounds of Diamond Tiara’s whimpering.

“Thith ith what you get for making fun of uth!” threatened Twist. Twist slowly started to move her hips back and extract the toy. For a moment, it seemed like it was all over, but Twist was only pulling out to go back in again. As Twist thrusted forward again Diamond Tiara felt the same sensation, but with less pain. When Twist pulled out and pushed in again, there was even less pain. Eventually, Twist was steadily pumping the toy in and out of Diamond Tiara’s ass, with Diamond Tiara no longer crying, but moaning like when the crusaders had been licking her. Her tongue lolled out the front of her mouth and her cunny-honey trickled down the insides of her legs.

“Thath it you thlut,” jeered Twist. “Take my ‘peppermint thtick’ up your ath! And like it!”

Despite everything that had happened and been forced upon her, even though she had been told it was wrong, Diamond Tiara was enjoying it. She did like it. “Yes…” She sighed.

***

The sound of her dad stubbing his hoof on something and swearing outside her room jilted Diamond Tiara awake. She took a second to reassure herself it was just a dream before looking over at the clock. It was about half an hour before her alarm was set to go off, but there was no real point in trying to go back to sleep. She shifted to look out her window and relax in bed before it was time to really get up, but something squelched between her legs as she adjusted herself.

Lying on her back, Diamond Tiara pulled off her pajama bottoms and pulled up the bottom of her sleep-shirt to get a better look. The crotch of her panties was damp all the way through, though she hadn’t wet the bed like she had feared. Either way, a change of underwear was in order. She pushed down the sides of her panties, but their wet crotch stuck to her. As she went to push it away, her hand briefly brushed up against her clit. Diamond Tiara gasped and got a tingle in her spine not unlike what she had felt in her dream. After a few seconds her pussy started to ache for attention.

Diamond Tiara flopped over on her side, sans panties, and tried to ignore the feeling. It had all been a dream right? But the feeling between her legs begged her fore release. The sensation got so strong that she started fidgeting incessantly until a few minutes later she groaned and gave in.

She quickly pulled her top off and got on her back, spreading her legs apart. She gently took her hand and using three fingers began to rub up and down on her clit. Diamond Tiara squirmed and moaned, thinking about what Cherilee had taught them about growing older: that it may feel wrong but it was part of growing up. Diamond Tiara started to get a little rougher on herself, applying more pressure and speeding up. Her mind flashed with visions of her dream and ‘fantasy boys’ because she didn’t particularly care for any of the ones in Ponyville.

Diamond got really close really fast, feeling just like she did before she woke up. But there was no climax, no release that she and her body wanted so desperately. She tried thinking of every sexual fantasy she ever hand and the juiciest parts of her dream. Nothing. Diamond Tiara cried in a mix of pleasure and frustration. If only the real crusaders or Twist was here to…Diamond Tiara suddenly realized what was missing.

Still rubbing two fingers on her clit, she rolled onto her side lifting her top leg into the air. She tentatively moved her other hand under her tail. She slowly slid it between her cheeks until the tip of her middle finger came in contact with her anus. It felt swollen and was really sensitive; when she touched it, it felt as good as when she began masturbating. She ran her middle finger around her pucker; it brought her closer to her orgasm but it was not enough.

Diamond Tiara took the plunge. In one solid motion, she relaxed her anus and slid her middle finger inside up to the knuckle. Diamond Tiara felt dirty, but she had never felt so good. She moaned in pure ecstasy, a rush she had never felt before. After a few pumps of her finger though her tender rosebud she finally came. Her pussy leaked her juices onto her hand and thighs while her ass clamped down on her finger. She squeaked before finally relaxing, her body finally sated. Afterglow was replaced with worry; was this the only way to relive herself?

Diamond Tiara dragged her hooves a little all morning; tired from her orgasm and from her dream. Her dad was more sympathetic when she told him she had had a hard time sleeping and he apologized about waking her up, giving her a ride to school.

Diamond Tiara sat at her desk staring at the chalkboard. Silver Spoon was still out sick and all the other ponies were too busy talking amongst one another to notice her change in behavior.

From above the chatter came Sweetie Belle’s voice, “Hey Twist! You look great!”

Diamond Tiara looked over at the door and sat up in surprise. Twist had straight hair in a high ponytail and long bangs.