Pinkamena + Friends

Chapters

Special Offer
Covering All The Bases
Shower Bonding
Just Three Little Words
Life For A Life
Too Damn Adorable
Dress'd For Suc(k)cess
The Goth's New Roommate
Fluttershy's First Time
Relationships
A Concerned Friend
Care For A Dip?
Anniversary Gift
Something’s Up With Pinkie

Special Offer

Author's Note

Example of the dorm layout. Pinkamena is in 135 and Sunset's in 136.

Special Offer

The next day, Pinkie awoke and stretched. She then gathered a new change of clothes and her toiletry bag. When she left her room, she turned right and headed down the hall a bit until she was in front of Sunset's room. Turning left, she entered the bathroom and found a free towel and an empty shower. After washing up, she wrapped herself up in her towel and left the shower.

Pinkamena sat down in the building's left side Living Room in a chair in the far corner. She then pulled out her notepad and began to jot her thoughts down. She had about a page written when she heard a commotion coming from the doorway leading to the stairs. She sighed and went back to her notes when she heard a familiar squeak. Her eyes narrowed and she got up, quickly making her way to the door. Without hesitation, she flung the door open to see a man backing Fluttershy up into a corner.

"I-I gave you all I..." Fluttershy began, when the man turned around to see Pinkie.

"Beat it, bitch," he snapped. "Can't you see I'm busy?!"

Pinkie sighed and walked up to him. When he went to punch her, she grabbed his wrist and used her other hand to slam him against the wall. The man let out a grunt when his head collided with the wall. Pinkie then grabbed his crotch hard and squeezed. "No one fucks with my friends... bitch."

"Crazy fuck," the man grunted in pain.

"Careful, Core. If I squeeze any harder, you'll never cum again."

"Okay! Okay!" The man exclaimed, before Pinkie let go. "Goddamn."

The woman then grabbed him and shoved him through the door into the Living Room. "Now, fuck off."

Core eyed her and held his crotch, shooting her an angry look, before he walked off. Fluttershy slowly walked up beside her friend. "Thanks, Pinkie," she said softly. "But he took my..." She was cut off when Pinkie turned around and held up a wallet. "Oh, thank goodness," Shy gasped, taking her property back.

"He really tried to take your whole wallet?"

Fluttershy nodded. "Mmm-hmm."

"Fucking criminal."

"I don't want to... make this a bigger deal than it is."

Pinkie sighed before she placed her hand on her friend's shoulder. "If he screws with you again, come to me immediately. Okay?"

Fluttershy smiled and nodded. "Okay."

Pinkie stared at her friend for a little while longer before she retracted her hand. "I have to head to class. You be careful."

"I will. Thanks, Pinkie."

Pinkamena gave her a smile before she headed back into the Living Room, making her way towards the building's entrance. As she walked away, she thought about Core. "Mental note. Make it look like an accident."

After class, Pinkie sat at a picnic table outside her dorm and set her lunch down. She decided on a turkey sandwich and a bag of chips with a soda. As she got ready to eat, Sunset sat down next to her, wearing a sports bra and shorts. She was covered in sweat and had a towel draped around her neck.

"Hey," she greeted.

Pinkie picked up her sandwich and eyed her. "Hey."

Sunset tilted her head. "You seem troubled. What's up?"

"Core's fucking with Fluttershy again."

"Oh, that bastard," Sunset muttered, before she spotted Twilight and Rainbow Dash at a table a good distance away. "I hope he gets what's coming to him."

"Same."

Sunset then smiled and eyed the pink-haired woman. "Those two look happy, huh?"

Pinkie eyed them as she swallowed. "They sure do. Isn't their one-year anniversary today?"

"Is it? Wow, you remember everything."

Pinkamena looked over at Sunset. "We could give them a special show tonight."

Sunset chuckled and leaned against her friend. "Naughty girl. Besides, Twilight probably isn't into that." This made Pinkie smirk. "Oh, that's why? You wanna see Twi's reaction?"

"Could be fun."

"Could be." Sunset looked back at the two lovebirds. "Shall I make the offer?"

Pinkamena took another bite of her sandwich and nodded. Sunset smirked and got up before she made her way towards their other two friends. Twilight wore a white t-shirt over her large F-cups, a dark purple skirt, and dark green stockings with black shoes. Her long purple hair was done up in a ponytail and she also wore glasses. Rainbow Dash wore a black sports bra over her C-cups with a cyan vest on top and right black shorts with white socks and blue sports shoes. Her rainbow hair hung loose and occasionally blew in the light breeze.

'Hey, you two," Sunset greeted.

The two looked up at her and smiled. "Hey, Sunset," Rainbow greeted. "What's up?"

"Well, I just heard that it's your one-year anniversary today," Sunset explained as she sat across from them. "And Pinkie and I wanted to treat you to something special. And fun."

"Special and fun?" Twilight asked. "Does this have anything to do with your night job?"

Sunset chuckled. "Smarty pants."

"Wait, you wanna treat us?" Rainbow asked. "Like... a private dance?"

"But we're friends," Twilight added. "Wouldn't that be... weird?"

"No weirder than Pinks and I being co-workers." Twilight and Rainbow eyed each other. "Come on, it could be fun. If you'd prefer, we could get you with someone else? But we figured you'd be more comfortable with someone you know."

Twilight sighed. "Dashie?"

The rainbow-haired woman shrugged. "Clubbing sounds like fun. I mean, we're legal now, right?"

Twilight hesitated before she looked at Sunset. "You're treating us so it's free? I know these places can be pricey."

"Completely free."

"And if we chose someone else, you'd pay them?"

"Of course."

Twilight looked at Rainbow again. "We don't want her... paying for us, right?"

Rainbow shook her head. "No..."

"Tell you what," Sunset smiled. "Come on by tonight. Watch us dance. Then make your decision."

Rainbow Dash smiled. "We could do that."

Twilight smiled and nodded. "I wouldn't mind... doing something crazy for once."

Rainbow kissed her on the lips before she looked at Sunset again. "We'll be there."

"Great!" Sunset cooed as she stood up. "I'll let Pinkie know."

As Sunset walked away, Rainbow returned her attention to her girlfriend. "You really up to this?"

Twilight blushed. "Well... I have been curious about certain things I couldn't do until I was of age," Twilight explained. "You know... like sex, driving, clubs. Even though we'd be treated by a couple friends... at least it'll be free. What better way to check it out for the first time?"

Rainbow nodded. "Still... it's a sexy dance from Sunset and Pinkie."

Twilight blushed and giggled. "It'll be, uh..."

"Stimulating?"

"Interesting."

Dashie took the woman's hand. "Afterwards, when we get back... we could spend some time with each other."

Twilight leaned in with a smile. "We'll sure be in the mood afterwards."

"We sure will."

Both giggled before they went back to their lunch and conversation.

When Sunset sat back down with Pinkie, she playfully bumped her co-worker with her elbow. "They're in. Maybe."

"Maybe?" Pinkie asked, now on her bag of chips.

"They'll show up and watch us dance first. Then, they'll decide on the private show."

"Hmm..." Pinkie muttered, grabbing her soda and popping it open. "We could perform together. Really turn them on."

"I like it. So, tonight... we give out friends a show they'll never forget."

The pink-haired woman grinned and held up two fingers. "Two shows."

Covering All The Bases

Twilight walked into the fields the Agriculture class used for their course and found AJ planting some seeds. She quickly walked over to her with her hands clenched into fists. When the farmer noticed her friend, she wiped her brow and waved. Twilight smiled and squatted beside her. AJ wore a white crop top with denim shorts and a belt. On her feet she wore boots, and she had her long blonde hair done up in a ponytail with a red hair tie.

"Something happened," Twilight said suddenly.

Applejack patted down the dirt where she had just planted seeds. "Somethin' bad, or..."

"Shocking."

AJ stopped and eyed her. "Shocking bad, or..."

Twilight sighed and looked around before she leaned in close. "Pinkie and Sunset treated us to a private show last night."

AJ stared at her for a few seconds before she let out a low chuckle. "Heh. Really? So, you went to Euphoria?"

"They offered a free show. And since we were curious, we accepted."

"How was it?" AJ asked with a light smirk.

"As you would expect," Twilight replied. "It was great! And hot. But they're my friends. Dashie's fine with it but I can't stop thinking about it."

"Sometimes friends become so close that they'll do anything together. Ever hear of friends with benefits?"

"Of course. I just didn't think I'd have those kinds of friends."

Applejack picked up her trowel and leaned in close to Twilight. "Don't worry about it, Twilight. It ain't like ya hafta have sex with 'em. Just let 'em dance for ya. Let 'em shake it."

"They suggested Dashie and I dance for them some time."

This made AJ freeze up. She then burst out laughing and had to wipe tears from her eyes. "They have to be messin' with you."

"No, I think they're serious!"

"What did Rainbow say?"

"She told me she'd only do it if I was on board with it."

"See? Nothin' to worry about."

"But I think she wants to try it. I feel like I'm... a buzzkill."

AJ sighed and stuck the trowel in the dirt before she turned to face her friend directly. "Twilight. Dashie loves you. She talks about you all the time. If you aren't comfortable with something, she won't make you do it. And I doubt she finds you to be a buzzkill. In fact, I'd say she thinks the exact opposite."

"Thanks, AJ," Twilight said as she hugged the farmer.

"Anytime, Twilight." Twilight broke the hug and stood up, waving good-bye as she walked away. AJ watched her leave before she went back to work. She picked up her trowel as her mind went to Pinkie shaking her ass. "I wonder..."

Pinkamena was in the second-floor rec area, which looked like a larger living room with TV, and had her arms resting on the railing overlooking the first-floor lobby. Her eyes were focused on Core, who was picking on another student, when her phone rang. Without checking Caller ID, she answered.

"Hello?"

"Is this Pinkamena Diane Pie?" Came a man's voice.

"This is. Who is this?"

"Detective Sharp. I'm with the Canterlot Police Department."

Pinkamena smiled lightly. "How may I assist you, Detective?"

"There's been an incident involving a man last seen at your place of work. Can you come down to the station to answer some questions?"

"Of course. I'm between classes right now."

"I appreciate it, Miss Pie."

"Be right there, Detective."

She then hung up and took one last look at Core, before she headed off.

Pinkie was led to an interrogation room and sat down in the chair. Moments later, a man entered the room wearing a detective's uniform. He had short black hair and a mustache. "Detective Sharp?" Pinkie asked with a smile.

"Miss Pie," he greeted as he sat down across from her. "So, this is just basic questioning. No need to feel nervous."

"I'm not."

"Good. Now, we brought you in because this man was found murdered." Sharp placed a folder on the table and slid a photo of Birch to the woman. "Recognize him?"

Pinkie slid it closer and looked. "Oh, yeah. That's Birch. I saw him at the club I work at."

"Euphoria?"

"That's right. He watched me dance, I rubbed my chest in his face, and we chatted in the parking lot. But that was the last I saw him. You're saying he was murdered?"

"Well..." Sharp said as he retrieved the picture. "Truth be told, it could also be an accident. His ankle was broken, his head bruised, and water was found in his lungs."

"Sounds like he drowned."

"Some say that. We're just covering all our bases."

"Fair enough."

"Well... I guess that about does it," Sharp said as he stood up and went to the door and opened it. "If you can remember anything..."

Pinkamena stood up and nodded. "I will call immediately."

The man nodded. "Have fun at school, Miss Pie. And don't study too hard."

Pinkie chuckled and walked past him. "I never study too hard."

Oh her way out, Pinkie passed by a female cop who recognized her. "Miss Pie?" She asked.

Pinkamena stopped and faced her. She was tanned with her black hair done up in a bun. "Oh, hey," she greeted with a smile. "How's everything going with your son?"

"Terrific," the cop beamed. "Your last-minute blood donation really saved his life."

"I'm always happy to donate some blood to save a life."

"Well, you're my hero, Miss Pie. And his."

Pinkamena gave her a smile and continued on to the front door. "Give your son a big hug from me!" She called back with a wave.

When she arrived back on campus, she saw Applejack leaning against one of the trees, She seemed to be waiting for her. Pinkie tilted her head and walked over to greet her. "Applejack? What's up?"

"Where were you? I haven't seen you in hours."

"Someone was murdered last night," Pinkie explained. "He was last seen at the club talking to me, so..."

"Damn," AJ said as she crossed her arms. "You a suspect?"

"Nope."

"Hmm... Speaking of the club..."

"What about it?"

Applejack looked around to make sure they were alone before she continued. "I would like to go but I haven't had the time. With all the schoolwork and whatnot."

"Go on."

"Well..."

"Well what?"

AJ rubbed the back of her head, as if she realized the absurdity of her question. "You see..."

"Just fuckin' ask for a dance, already. Damn."

AJ went wide-eyed. "How'd ya know?"

"Oh, come on. I danced for Twilight and Rainbow. Chances are, one of them told their friends. It was Twilight, wasn't it?"

Applejack chuckled and nodded, putting her hands in her pockets. "Yeah. So, you'd be willin' to... dance for me?"

Pinkie smiled and crossed her arms. "I don't dance for absolutely nothing."

"How much?"

"I didn't say money."

AJ smirked. "I'm sure we can work something out."

Pinkie's smile turned into a smirk of her own. "Good. After classes. And... don't bother showering first. I wanna see that farmer sweat."

"You sick bitch," A chuckled, playfully punching her friend's shoulder.

Pinkie playfully punched her back. "Now, let me get to class. I am trying to learn about stuff other than sexy dance moves."

"Yeah, I gotta get going, too. Meet me in my room."

"Will do," Pinkie cooed as she ran her finger across AJ's neck as she walked past her.

Applejack watched her friend leave with a chuckle. "Damn, girl."

That night, Applejack made it back to her room and dropped her backpack on the floor. She wiped sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and sat on her bed. Soon after, there was a knock at her door. "Yeah?" She called out. "Who is it?"

"Your care package," a familiar voice sang.

AJ chuckled. "Come in!"

The door opened as Pinkamena stepped in, wearing her usual black t-shirt and black shorts. "Hiya, cutie," she cooed, before she closed the door.

"This how you treat your customers?"

"More or less." Pinkie made her way in front of her friend, sensually swaying her hips. "Your hair's a mess."

AJ ran her hand over her hair and chuckled. "Yeh. I worked hard today. And you told me not to shower."

"You look sexy when you're a mess," Pinkie cooed as she reached both hands behind her head and kept swaying her hips. "It's like the aftermath of an intense sexual experience. One that rocks your whole body to its core." As she let out a soft moan, she ran her right hand over her breasts while her left hand ran down her hip. "You like it so far?"

"Yer pretty sexy, Pinkie."

"You ain't seen nothin' yet." Pinkie then grabbed the bottom of her shirt and slowly lifted it up to expose the underside of her tits. She then turned her back to her friend and pulled her shirt off the rest of the way. Tossing the clothing aside, she covered her breasts with her left arm and slowly sat down in AJ's lap, her right shoulder rubbing the woman's chin. "I give my friends the permission to touch me, so... feel free to feel away."

"Really?"

"Mmm-hmm. After all, the only one preventing me from going further... is you."

"Further?" AJ asked, placing her hands on the stripper's waist.

Pinkamena squeezed both breasts before raising her arms above her head. "I think you know what I mean."

"But... we're friends."

"I'd rather have sex with people I know and like than people I don't. That's why I'm a stripper and not a prostitute."

"I guess that makes sense," AJ muttered as she slowly brought her hands up to cup her friend's breasts. "Wow..."

"Like 'em?" Pinkie giggled. "Everyone does. It's okay to admit it."

"They're great."

Pinkie suddenly left AJ's lap and stood up, only to turn around to face her. She then raised her right knee and placed it on the bed between AJ's legs and then placed her hands on her friend's shoulders. With her breast mere inches away from AJ's face, Pinkie began to shake her chest. AJ then rested her hands on the woman's ass as she watched the tits jiggle and bounce.

"Damn, Pinkie. I never knew you were... so good at this."

The topless dancer chuckled. "Want the crowd favorite?"

"Crowd favorite?" AJ asked. "What's tha..."

Applejack was cut off when Pinkie gently took the back of her head and pulled her face between the bare breasts. AJ's eyes went wide but she didn't pull back. She let out a soft, deep sigh as she felt the warm mounds wrap around her mouth and nose. She slid her hands up Pinkie's back and let out a soft moan. Then, just as suddenly as it had happened, Pinkie placed her hand back on AJ's shoulder and gently pushed her back.

"Crowd favorite," Pinkie repeated.

"I-I see why," AJ stammered, her face red.

Pinkie tilted her head as she loosely wrapped her arms around her friend's neck. "Want me to go... full nude?"

"I-If'n you want..." AJ said, clearly aroused.

The pink-haired woman smirked and backed off AJ's lap to stand up again. She then turned around and slowly started to pull her shorts down. As she bent over more and more, she slid her pants down more and more. Soon, her ass was exposed, and AJ could see that she wasn't wearing any panties. Pinkie kicked her pants away and stuck her ass out towards her friend, shaking it.

"Sure feels nice getting naked," Pinkie cooed. "Especially in front of a friend."

Applejack stared at her ass as she started to rub her own neck. "Mmm... Yer certainly doin' a fine job at it."

Pinkamena chuckled and turned around, lifting her right foot and placing it beside AJ's left hip. With her pussy fully exposed, Pinkie raised her elbows above her head and ran her fingers through her pink hair. She watched as AJ's eyes seemed focused on the pink lips. "Like I said," she cooed, getting AJ's attention. "The only one preventing me from going further is you."

Applejack stared up at her, before she placed her left hand on Pinkie's ass and dove in to eat her out. Pinkie placed her own hand on the back of AJ's head and chuckled. "That's it, Jackie. Lick my pussy." Due to AJ's eagerness and horniness, she quickly brought her friend close to an orgasm. "Hold up," Pinkie cooed, gently pushing AJ back. "Not so fast."

AJ then watched Pinkie get on her knees before she placed her hands on the farmer's knees. AJ got the hint and quickly began to work her shorts and panties off. Pinkamena waited patiently for her friend to remove her pants, only to watch her friend also remove her top afterwards. Smiling at her naked friend, Pinkie leaned in and began to lick AJ's wet lips.

"Mmm... do you do this for your customers?" AJ asked.

Pinkamena chuckled. "Just the women. And only in private, outside of work."

"I thought you said you weren't no prostitute?"

"I never said I charge them," the stripper cooed with a wink, before she went back to licking.

AJ rubbed her right breast and moaned loudly. "Fuck, yeah, Pinkie..."

Shower Bonding

The next morning, Pinkie entered one of the showers and began to wash her long hair. As she thought about what she'd do to Core when she got the chance, she heard the curtain to her shower open and close. "Occupied," she said in an irritated tone. "Didn't you hear the water?"

"Sure did," came a familiar and unwanted raspy voice.

The pink-haired woman sighed and turned around to face Gilda, a muscular female with short, spiky white hair and E-cups. Pinkamena's eyed narrowed as she crossed her arms. "What the fuck do you want?" Pinkie asked angrily.

"Heard you strip for your friends," Gilda said as she walked up to her prey, her predatory eyes scanning the stripper up and down. "For free."

"They're my friends, bitch."

Gilda quickly grabbed Pinkie by the shoulder and slammed her back against the wall of the shower. "I'll forget you called me that if you give me a sexy dance right now."

Pinkamena scoffed. "As if. I should charge you triple!"

Gilda pulled her hand back before slapping Pinkie hard across the face. She then placed her hand on the woman's upper chest, right below her throat and held her against the wall again. "Don't fuck with me, bitch. You're already naked, after all."

Pinkie ignored the burning in her cheek as she glared at the bully. She knew Gilda was stronger than her physically and could easily overpower her. Plus, if she killed her, then she'd draw attention to herself. After all, everyone knew Gilda's favorite person to pick on was her. She let out a sigh and gritted her teeth. "Fine," she practically growled.

Gilda grinned and let go, taking a step back. With her cheek still burning, Pinkamena began her dance. She raised her arms above her head and shook her hips as she continued to glare at the other woman. Gilda crossed her arms as she watched with a smirk. Pinkie turned around and placed her hands on the walls, sexily shaking her ass. Gilda took this opportunity to give the rump a smack. This made Pinkamena let out a soft growl before she turned around and used her arms to squish her tits together. Gilda reached out with both hands and gripped the breasts, squeezing hard.

"Not bad," Gilda cooed. She then punched the woman hard in the stomach, making her collapse to her knees. "Fucking slut." With that, she left the shower and grabbed Pinkie's towel on the way.

The pink-haired woman held her stomach and let out an angry growl as she slammed her fist against the tiled floor. A few seconds later, the curtain opened again as Pinkie heard light footsteps on the wet floor. She looked up out of the corner of her eyes to see Cloudchaser approaching her.

(Artist: tzc / Dark Skin Edit: me)

The fit ebony woman crouched down next to Pinkie before she got to her knees. "You okay?" She asked, her C-cups still covered in suds, implying she was in the middle of washing when she heard the commotion.

"Yeah..." Pinkie sighed, as Cloudchaser reached out to gently rub her red cheek.

"She's getting more and more physical each week."

"I can handle her."

"She wanted you to dance for her, didn't she?" Cloudchaser asked, not getting a response. "You know, I don't mind. What your job is, that is."

"Thanks, Cloudy."

"I should probably also mention that she took your towel."

Pinkie sighed and nodded. "Figures."

"You can use mine. I'll be a little longer."

"I'm not done, either."

"Okay..." Cloudchaser looked around as she thought. "Let's just meet up after and we can share a towel."

The pink-haired woman smiled lightly. "You're a good friend, Cloudy."

"So are you." Cloudchaser helped Pinkie up before she started to walk away. When she got to the curtain, she stopped. "Hey," she said, turning to face Pinkie again. "If you'd like company... you can come on over to my shower and we can... talk?"

Pinkamena exhaled through her nose with a smile. "Alright," she said, turning off the water and grabbing her bag of shampoos and soaps.

When the entered the small changing room outside the shower, Pinkie grabbed her clothes and followed Cloudchaser over to the shower she was using. After dumping her clothes in Cloudchaser's changing room, the two entered the still-running shower.

"Can't believe Gilda," Cloudchaser muttered as she picked up her lotion.

"Don't worry about her. She'll get what's coming to her. Eventually."

"Won't be soon enough, I bet." Cloudchaser started to rub the lotion on her body as Pinkie took her own hair shampoo and began to lather her hair. "That the secret to your perfectly straight hair?"

Pinkie smiled and nodded as she ran her fingers through her hair. "Yeah. Keeps it nice and soft."

"Can I..." Pinkie hesitated but nodded, lowered her hands, and turned her back to Cloudchaser. Cloudy then stepped up to her and slowly started to run her fingers through the pink hair. "It feels amazing." She then took the hair in both hands and rubbed her face in the soft strands of pink.

Pinkie looked over her shoulder. "If I didn't know any better... I'd say you were coming on to me."

Cloudchaser's eyes shot open as she stood up, letting go of the hair. "What? What do you mean?"

Pinkamena turned around to face her. "If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I don't do relationships."

"Oh," Cloudchaser said, seemingly a little disappointed. "Why?"

"I don't like being... tied down."

"That makes sense," Cloudy nodded.

"Although..." Pinks said as she put a finger to her chin.

"Although?"

"I'm not against sex. In fact, I prefer women. But only women I like."

"Oh?" Cloudy asked, her heart rate increasing as she began to feel a little warm.

"And the only women I like are my friends," Pinkie continued. "And maybe some of my customers at the club," she quickly added.

"What are you..."

Pinkamena reached out and placed her hand on Cloudy's cheek. "You're my friend. And I like you. But I will not date you. I will, however, have sex with you."

"O-Oh, really?" Cloudchaser asked, her heart rate increasing even more.

"Any time."

"Any time?"

"Even now."

"Now?"

Pinkamena just stared into Cloudy's eyes, waiting for an answer. "You invite me into your shower... ask to feel my hair... and even rub your face with it... yet you can't admit that you want sex?"

Cloudchaser smiled and bit her lip. "Mmm... I guess I just wasn't expecting it to go like this."

"How'd you expect this to go?"

"Well... you and I shower together. Um... We rub our bodies as we clean ourselves, and... we get turned on by watching each other wash their naked body? Then, we... kiss?"

Pinkamena stared at her before a smirk spread across her face. "Been watching porn again?"

"Romance movies."

"Mmm-hmm, sure. Well, you'll be happy to know I'm much more straightforward."

"I guess so."

"So?"

Pinkie rolled her eyes and placed her hand on Cloudchaser's shoulder, gently backing her against the wall. "So... do you wanna fuck?"

"Right here? I-I was only expecting a heavy make-out session from my plan."

"Why not right here?" Pinkie asked as she leaned in, so her mouth was near Cloudy's left ear. "Can you make it all day thinking about this situation if we don't do it now?"

"Heh... Th-That would be... quite the distraction, wouldn't it?"

"Very much so." Pinkie moved her hands to the woman's shoulders and gently kissed her neck. "You have a nice body, Cloudy."

Cloudchaser shuddered in arousal, her juices trickling down her leg and blending in with the water. "Y-You, too."

Pinkie kissed lower as she started to lower herself. Her lips soon made their way to the woman's bare chest as she kissed between the bare, wet breasts. She moved her hands lower to squeeze the brown mounds together before she started to kiss them.

"I-I have a confession to make," Cloudchaser suddenly said.

"Oh?"

"I saw you at the club a few times. Then I fantasized about you when I got home."

Pinkamena chuckled and licked up the woman's chest to look her in the eyes. "Did you finger yourself?"

"A lot, yeah."

"Mmmm... That's why I do it, you know? The exhilarating feeling of all those eyes on you, knowing that when they go home, they'll be thinking about you. Now, if you wouldn't mind... Show me the face you make while masturbating to me."

Cloudchaser blushed hard but slowly moved her hand to her pussy and slipped two fingers inside. AS she rubbed herself, she felt her own tits and moaned out while she did her best to keep her eyes on the stripper. Pinkamena smiled and reached down to rub her own pussies. As both women masturbated together, Pinkie made sure not to rub too quickly as she didn't want to orgasm first. To her relief, Cloudchaser squeaked and her whole body shook as she rode an orgasm. When she fell forward, her face smacked Pinkie's tits.

"Attagirl," Pinkie cooed as she caught her friend and lowered her safely to her knees. "But I'm not done."

"Huh?" Cloudchaser asked breathily, panting heavily. She then watched Pinkamena stand up in front of her. "Oh!" She exclaimed with a smile. "Right away." Without hesitation, she leaned in and started to lick her friend's pussy.

"That's it..." Pinkie moaned out, remembering back to Birch at the lake. Luckily, she wouldn't have to kill this one and could actually let this person eat her out to an orgasm. When it came to squirt, Pinkie gently held the woman's face against her pussy and soaked her with a loud, deep moan. When her orgasm ended, Pinkie sat down beside Cloudy with a smile, both panting heavily. "That was great."

"Great?" Cloudchaser asked. "That was a dream come true for me."

Pinkamena chuckled and patted Cloudy's knee. "We have to do this more often."

"Hell yes," Cloudchaser said as she turned and put her arm around Pinkie's waist, her leg draped over Pinkie's legs. "I know to you we're just very close friends... but I love you. And will always love you."

Pinkamena smiled and reached up to rub Cloudchaser's cheek. "And in a world where I was into dating... I would definitely choose you. Unless someone else came along I connected with more. But you'd be, at the very least, number two."

Cloudchaser giggled. "I can accept that." She then bit her lip. "Can we... end this with a... kiss?"

Pinkie sighed. "I don't see why not." She then pulled the woman into a deep kiss, their tongues licking all over each other as they both let out soft moans.

Just Three Little Words

After using Cloudchaser's towel to dry off, both Pinkie and Cloudchaser got dressed and left the small changing room together. Cloudchaser gave her dream girlfriend a smile as she went to bring the towel to the laundry room. Pinkamena watched her leave as Applejack left the room next door, a grin on her face.

"You know, sugarcube..." AJ began. "The water isn't loud enough to mask your moans."

Pinkie looked over her shoulder at her friend, who was standing naked in the doorway and drying her hair with her towel. "Neither is the music at the club," Pinkie said as she walked over to the muscular farmer. "I don't mind if others hear me."

"Speaking of moaning loudly... you left so early I didn't get to invite ya inside," AJ said as she motioned towards the shower with her head. "But I see you found someone to play with."

Pinkamena smiled and crossed her arms. "Yeah... Cloudchaser. She, uh... invited me over after Gilda attacked me."

"Gilda did what now?" AJ asked, her expression turning angry.

"It was just a slap and punch in the gut. Nothing to worry about."

"That bitch."

"Stop. I'll handle her my own way, okay?"

"Alright, I guess... Just... don't kill her, or nothin'."

Pinkamena smirked. "Now, why on earth would I do that?"

"I just don't want this getting out of hand. I've heard stories of bullying. It can lead to murder or suicide."

"My life's too perfect for me to wanna ruin it like that. Silly."

"If you say so, sugarcube. Just be careful, okay? Gilda's kinda... Well, she's a brute."

"Tell you what," Pinkie began as she stepped up to her friend, placing her hand on the woman's abs. "If I need help, you can be my rescuer, kay?"

AJ smiled and nodded. "Just call for me, sweetie."

"Stoooop," Pinks chuckled, placing her hand on AJ's face and playfully pushing her away.

AJ gave her a wink and closed the door so she could finish drying off in private.

During her free time between classes, Pinkie walked around campus, observing her fellow students. When she came across one of her friends, she stopped. It was Fluttershy. She was knelt in the shade of a large tree and apparently crying to herself. Sighing, Pinkamena walked over to her.

"Core again?" She asked, kneeling beside her friend.

Fluttershy sniffled and wiped her eyes. "He's stopped trying to take my money, but... now he's just verbally harassing me. He even tripped me today. I-I can't... I can't get away from him. He's everywhere."

Pinkie sighed, deciding she had to do something about this prick. She then leaned in and pulled Fluttershy into a hug with her right arm. "It's gonna be okay, Flutters. I promise."

"H-How can you promise?"

"Things just have a way of working out sometimes. You're a good person. Just hang in there and I'm sure things will turn around for you."

"I-I don't know. It's getting pretty bad."

Pinkie sighed and nodded. "Alright. Tell you what. I'll ditch my classes and stick with you for the rest of the day. Then, tonight... I'll treat you to one of my dances."

"W-What?" Fluttershy asked, pulling back from the hug to look her friend in the eyes. "A dance? You mean..."

"Like the ones I do for my job, yes," Pinkie smiled. "I treated Twilight, Rainbow, and Applejack so far. I could do one for you, too."

"I-I don't know, Pinkie. I'I've never seen a... strip dance before."

"And mine are the best. Or so our friends seem to think. Could help you take your mind off things?"

"Yes, that would certainly make me forget things for a while."

"Then it's settled? I'll guard you for the day and then treat you to a dance tonight?"

"I-I guess we can try it."

"Yay!" Pinkie beamed, hugging Fluttershy tightly. "I love dancing for my friends."

"P-Pinkie!" Fluttershy gasped. "T-Too tight!"

After successfully scaring off Core on a couple occasions, Pinkamena led Fluttershy back to her room. "Here we are," Pinkie cooed. "Your humble abode."

"Thanks for today, Pinkie," Fluttershy smiled as she opened her door. "I guess... that means it's time for..."

"Your dance," Pinkie finished, gently rushing Fluttershy into her room and closing the door. "Have a seat on your bed. Then I'll get started."

Both women dropped their school bags as Fluttershy made her way over to the bed and sat down, her hands folded in her lap with an anticipatory blush on her face. Pinkie winked at her and walked up to her. She started the usual way, by swaying her hips sensually. Fluttershy's eyes darted to the floor but then back up at her friend.

"Just relax and enjoy," Pinkie cooed. "Focus only on me and nothing else."

Fluttershy nodded and did her best to keep her eyes on the dance. Pinkie blew her a kiss and bent over, giving the shy woman a good shot of her cleavage. Shy's cheeks lit up as she stared down Pinkie's shirt. "O-Oh, boy," she muttered.

Pinkamena smiled and slowly licked her lips as she squished her tits together with her hands. She then stood up and lifted her shirt up, almost exposing her nipples. This made Fluttershy jump a little at both the sudden movement and thought she was about to her friend's tits. When Pinkie stopped lifting her shirt, Fluttershy thought she was in the clear... until the dancer turned around and pulled her shirt off the rest of the way.

"O-Okay, you're... topless now," Flutters muttered.

"Feels good to let the girls breathe," Pinkie cooed as she tossed her shirt aside. She then whipped around to let her boobs jiggle for her audience. "And let them bounce around."

Fluttershy's was completely red as she stared. "Wow... There they are."

Pinkie giggled and walked up to her, bending over to place her hands on Shy's shoulders. "Here they are, cutie." She then placed her knee between Shy's legs and presented her chest, her tits inches from the woman's face. "Enjoy them." She gave them a little shake and looked down to see Shy's reaction.

Flutters just stared. "Uh... They're so close. You really did this for the others?"

"This and more."

"M-More? What's more?"

Pinkie smirked and sat down in Shy's lap, her knees resting on either side of her friend's legs. She then wrapped her arms around Shy's neck as their breasts pressed together. "I think you know."

"You... You really had... sex? With our friends?"

"Only Sunset and Applejack."

"Applejack? Really? Why?"

"I'd rather fuck someone I know than someone I don't."

"O-Oh..."

Pinkie leaned in closer. "And just like AJ... you're just three little words away from getting the same treatment. Just three... little... itty-bitty words."

"W-What words?"

"Oooo, curious?" Pinkie cooed. "I think you can think of three words. After all, I only have sex with consent."

"Are they... specific words? Like a password?"

"No, silly. Please fuck me works. Or let's have sex. Perhaps a solid do me now, or a very direct I want sex."

"I-I get it," Fluttershy squeaked with a blush. "I-I just don't know about that. The dance is intimate enough."

"Really?" Pinkie asked as she let go of Fluttershy and stood up. She then turned around and pulled her shorts down to show her ass. "More intimate than this?"

"I-I didn't mean for you to get more intimate!" Fluttershy gasped.

Pinkie hesitated before she pulled her shorts up and sat beside her friend. "What's wrong? Is it just because I'm a friend?" Fluttershy eyed her and then looked down at the floor. "Or is it because it's your first time?"

Fluttershy looked up at her. "How'd you... Right," she sighed. "You're Pinkie. You know everything about everyone."

"Is that it? You're a virgin?" Pinkamena asked, getting a slow nod. "That's okay. If you'd like... we could just... cuddle naked together. Get nice and warm under the sheets and then fall asleep in each other's arms?"

"What about your job?"

"I'll sneak out later. Or I'll blow it off and pull a double shift tomorrow night."

Fluttershy eyed the floor. "I... I admit that... does sound nice."

Pinkie leaned over to gently grip the bottom of Fluttershy's shirt. "I'll make it easy for you. If you can't give me the three words... then simply raise your arms so I can take your shirt off."

Fluttershy reached down and gripped her shirt, deep in thought. She then closed her eyes and slowly raised her arms up. Pinkamena went slow in case the woman changed her mind. She didn't. Pinkie pulled her top off, exposing her larger slightly larger E-cups, held securely by a green, lace bra. Tossing the shirt aside, Pinkie reached behind and undid the bra clasp, letting the tits hang free.

"See?" Pinkies asked, pulling the bra off. "Doesn't this feel nice?" She asked, leaning in to hug her friend.

Fluttershy felt their bare breasts rub together and blushed hard. "I-It's different, but... warm."

Pinkie then stood up and slid her shorts off, exposing her bare ass to her friend again. This time, she slid her pants down all the way and kicked them off. She then turned to her nervous friend and got to her knees. She then gripped Fluttershy's skirt. After a second's hesitation, Fluttershy lifted her butt up just enough for Pinkie to pull the skirt off. As Pinkie stood back up, Fluttershy held her hands over her crotch.

"I have an idea," Pinkie said as she crawled onto the bed to pull the covers back. "Get under."

Fluttershy did as asked and got comfortable. Pinkie joined her under the covers and sighed. "Alright. Now, take them off."

"D-Do I have to?"

"No. But do you wanna sleep in them?"

"N... No..." Fluttershy muttered, before she reached under the sheets and slid her panties off. She then dropped them to the floor before Pinkie gently pulled her into a warm embrace.

Fluttershy froze up for a moment when their bodies touched, but soon melted in the hug. She smiled lightly and hugged back. "Hmm... This actually feels... really nice."

"Nice and warm?" Pinkie asked, rubbing her friend's back soothingly.

"Mmm-hmm," Flutters muttered, nuzzling Pinkie's neck. "Warm and... safe."

Pinkamena kissed her on the forehead. "Good night, sweetie."

"Night, Pinkie."

With that, both women closed their eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

Around ten-o-clock at night, long after Fluttershy had fallen asleep, Pinkie's eyes shot open. She eyed the busty beauty beside her to make sure she was asleep before she snuck out of bed, making sure she left her friend in a comfortable position. She then planted another kiss on her forehead before she got dressed and left. Once she made it back to her own room, Pinkie went to her closet and dressed herself in long black pants, a long-sleeve black shirt, and then stuffed black gloves into her pocket. After making sure her switchblade was in her back pocket, she closed her closet and left her room.

Life For A Life

Core opened his fridge to look for a midnight snack when he heard the doorbell ring. He looked over at the front door and closed the fridge. Wondering who it could be this late, he walked over and stood in front of the door. "Who is it?!" He yelled. When there was no answer, he turned the knob and flung the door open. No one was there. He stepped out and looked around. "What the hell? This some fuckin' prank?!" When there was no reply, he went back inside.

He went back to the kitchen and opened the fridge again. Seeing nothing of interest, he closed it and went to the pantry cabinets. He retrieved a bag of chips and made his way towards the stairs. When he entered the hallway, he looked down towards the sliding glass doors leading to the backyard. Seeing nothing, he sighed and headed upstairs.

He suddenly heard something move in the living room. He came to a stop and listened more carefully, setting his bag of chips down. He then backed up and ran to the kitchen, grabbing a knife from one of the drawers. Determined to kill this intruder, he ran back into the hallway and made his way down the hall towards the living room. He mentally noted that the sliding glass door remained closed. Peeking around the corner, he saw the TV, couch, coffee table, and everything else intact.

"Psst," came a faint whisper.

Core whipped around and swung his knife. Nothing. "The fuck?" He asked, not seeing anyone. "This is bullshit, man."

He quickly reached into his pocket to pull out his cell phone. Before he could unlock it, he felt a rag over his mouth. The world soon turned black as he passed out, dropping the phone and knife.

Core opened his eyes to find his wrists tied to his bedposts with his shirts. He tried to pull his hands free but it was no use. "What the fuck?" He asked, before he noticed the woman sitting at his desk. "Pinkie? That you, bitch?"

The pink-haired woman looked over at him and set a pencil down, implying she was writing something. "Hey, there, Core. You should really watch what you call me."

"What the hell are you doing?" Core asked with a grunt as he tried once again to pull his hands free.

Pinkie stood up and turned to face him. "You've been a bad boy, Core. I punish bad boys."

Core stared at her before he chuckled. "Is that what this is?" He asked. "You putting on a show?"

"Down, boy. I'm just here to make sure you pay for how you've treated Fluttershy and several other girls."

"Make me pay?" Core asked, before Pinkie held up a switchblade. "Are you fucking serious? You're gonna kill me?"

"Hmmm..." Pinkie hummed as she looked over the blade. "No. You're gonna kill yourself."

"The hell I am!"

"Oh, really?" Pinkie asked as she picked up the note she was writing with her gloved hand. She then went over to the side of the bed to hand it to the man. "That's not what this says," she cooed as the man took in and looked it over. "I've been watching you for a while now. Been planning this out. Tell me... is that your handwriting?"

Core growled. "You bitch."

"And now your fingerprints are all over this suicide note," Pinkie chuckled as she took the note back and set it back on the desk.

"You forged my handwriting?"

"One of my many skills, dear."

"But the evidence! The cops'll know this was a murder!"

Pinkamena giggled at that. "What evidence? I used chloroform to knock you out. I used your shirts to tie you down to avoid the marks rope leaves. I wore gloves to not leave any fingerprints. I wrote your suicide note. And isn't this your switchblade?" She asked, holding the weapon up again. Core just glared at her. Pinkie giggled and lowered the blade before she reached down beside the bed and seemed to be preparing something. "Now that you know it was me who did this to you..." she began, standing up with a wet rag in her hand. "...you can take that information to hell." She then jammed the rag in his face.

After disrobing the man and dumping his body in the bathtub, Pinkie filled the tub with water and then used Core's switchblade to slit both his wrists. As the blood from his left wrist turned the water red and the blood from his right wrist dripped onto the floor, Pinkie set the knife in the puddle of blood on the floor. Standing up, she let out and sat down on the toilet lid.

"I was hoping to have more fun with you, but... you forced my hand," she said, checking off Core's name from her mental checklist.

After about an hour, when it was clear he was dead, she stood up and checked his pulse. Confirming his death, she left the bathroom and grabbed the bag she brought. She then made her way out into the backyard and inhaled the fresh air. Much better than the stink she had to endure in that man's room. She then snuck off the property and, once she was a few blocks away, she removed her gloves and stuffed them in her pocket.

Now alone with her thoughts, she sighed heavily, wishing she could have tortured Core even more. After how he treated Fluttershy and made her cry on countless occasions, she wanted him to suffer. But she knew that if his death looked like a murder so close to the murder of Birch, the cops may come asking her questions. She had to be normal and play along before her next big kill. She walked for about ten more minutes until she noticed fire coming from a nearby home. The blaze seemed to have just started and was localized to the top floor.

"Is that... Gilda's house?" Pinkie asked herself as she neared it. Her initial thought was to just walk away, but then another thought entered her mind. Smirking, she quickly turned and ran across the street and up to the house. Trying the front door, she found it locked. "Dammit."

She went to find a window on the lower floor and broke it with her elbow. Reaching in, she unlatched it and slid it up. Once inside, she saw that downstairs had barely been touched. When she arrived at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the second floor, she saw upstairs on fire. Covering her face form the heat, she quickly ran up. She looked around for the bedroom but decided to call out.

"Hello?!" She yelled over the fire. "Gilda?!"

She listened carefully and heard light coughing from her left. "H... Hello?!" Came a faint voice. "He-elp!"

Pinkamena turned and ran past the burning walls and ducked as part of the ceiling fell. When she arrived at what she assumed was the bedroom door, she kicked it with all her might. It took her two tried before she managed to get it open. Inside, she saw Gilda laying on the floor beside her bed, a couple stab wounds in her stomach with blood all over her hands.

"You?" Gilda asked.

"Don't get picky," Pinkie said as she ran over. "What the fuck happened?" She asked as she let Gilda put her arm around her.

As the pink-haired woman helped her bully up, Gilda groaned. "Someone attacked me from behind, stabbed me twice, and set my room on fire."

"Holy shit," Pinkie muttered, helping Gilda out of her room. "Hallway's kinda hot, so... let's make it quick."

"Fuck me..." Gilda muttered.

"Alright... Go!" Pinks yelled, before the both of them booked it down the hall to the stairs. Once there, Gilda let out a loud yell of pain. "FUCK!"

They heard a crashing sound from the bedroom as the ceiling collapsed, flames bursting through the open doorway. Additionally, the front door was kicked open as the fire department entered. Pinkie helped Gilda down the stairs where the injured woman was taken away to the hospital.

"Anyone else?" The chief asked Pinkie.

"No. Gilda lived alone."

"What happened here?"

Pinkie shrugged. "I... According to Gilda, she was attacked, stabbed, and her attacker set her room on fire."

"Attempted murder?" The chief asked as the firefighters quickly managed to get the fire under control. "And destruction of evidence?"

Pinkie shrugged again. "According to Gilda," she repeated.

The chief nodded. "Well, you're a hero. She would've died if you hadn't come along."

"I'm aware."

"Right," the man muttered, before he cleared his throat. "Would you like a ride to the hospital?"

Pinkie shook her head. "I have to get back to my dorm. I'll visit her tomorrow."

"Ah, Canterlot University?" He asked. Pinkie nodded. "Got a son there. Nice school."

"It's fine." Pinkie then gave him the peace sign before she turned and walked away.

When Pinkie arrived back at the dorm building, she headed back to her room and took off her black outfit and stashed it in her closet. She then grabbed the clothes she wore to school and left her room, walking naked through the empty hall back to Fluttershy's room. Once inside, she dropped her clothes where they had been and climbed back into bed with her friend. When she scooted closer, she gently took Shy's arm and draped it over her so she could move closer. After getting comfortable, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Too Damn Adorable

Pinkamena awoke first, finding both she and Fluttershy had rolled onto their backs during the night. Fluttershy had her arms up above her head on the pillow while only Pinkie's left arm was above her head. Her right hand rested on Fluttershy's thigh. She lightly rubbed the skin before she rolled onto her side to face her friend, who slowly opened her eyes. Fluttershy let out a yawn and stretched, before she stopped and looked over.

"Oh," she said with a smile. "You came back?"

"Back?" Pinkie asked.

"I got up during the night to use the bathroom and you were gone. I figured you went back to your room."

"Nope," Pinkie chuckled. "I actually went for a jog through town. And sense you'll probably hear the news eventually, I should tell you now that... last night... someone tried to kill Gilda."

Fluttershy gasped and covered her mouth. "Really? Are you sure you weren't dreaming?"

"I was awake alright. She was stabbed twice and then her room was set on fire."

"That's horrible," Fluttershy squeaked. "But you said tried?"

Pinkie nodded. "I happened to be jogging by and... I saved her. Pulled her right outta there."

"Wow... So, you're a hero."

"I was only helping out a fellow student," Pinkie said with a wink. "Besides, now she owes me."

Fluttershy stared at her. "You only saved her to get her to stop bullying you?"

Pinkie's smile turned to a frown. "Wanna ask that again and hear how ridiculous it sounds?"

Fluttershy thought for a moment before she giggled. "Yeah, that wouldn't make sense."

"Gilda may be a pain in the ass... but I heard about her upbringing. She had it rough. She didn't deserve to burn alive in a fire. In fact... I have an idea. But I need to make a call first."

"Oh? What is it?"

"It's a secret," Pinkie whispered as she leaned in close. "But no one's gonna see this coming." She then reached her left arm over to rub her friend's waist. "I can promise you... that things are gonna be better around here."

"How can you promise that?" Fluttershy asked as she placed her right hand on Pinkie's arm.

"Just a feeling I have?"

"Your Pinkie Sense?"

Pinkamena smiled and rubbed her nose against her friend, making the shy woman giggle. "You know it, cutie." She then pulled back slightly to look her friend in the eyes. "I like seeing you smile."

"I like you making me smile."

"That a fact? Because I can make you smile even more if you ask me."

"Pinkie..."

"Just three little words."

"We already went over this."

"I know," Pinkie sighed as she rested her cheek on Fluttershy's left shoulder. "I can't help it sometimes. Especially now. Your body is so sexy." This made Fluttershy blush. "I should probably go hit the showers. Maybe I'll get lucky there."

"You have... sex... in the showers?"

Pinkamena nodded slowly. "Last time was with Cloudchaser. Such a cutie. Made Applejack jealous, I think."

"Oh, boy..."

"Come on," Pinkie said with a smile. "Let's go."

"W-What? Together? In the shower? I thought we..."

"We don't have to have sex. But we're already naked together right now. And I enjoy being here with you. What about you?"

"Yeah, this is nice... but a shower together is..."

"If you don't like it, I can always move to another shower."

"That's true, I suppose."

"Come on," Pinkie said with a smile as she flung the covers off them and left the bed, exposing her full naked body once again. "Let's go get wet!"

Fluttershy eeped and covered her crotch. The pink-haired woman sighed and walked over to the other side of the bed. She then leaned over and placed her hand on Fluttershy's arm. Fluttershy stared up at her with a blush, but slowly moved her hand away. Pinkie took a step back and held her hand out. Her friend slowly took it and stood up.

"There you go," Pinkie cooed gently. "We're both women."

"I-I know. I guess I'm still not used to being naked with someone else. I suppose... I'm glad it's you."

Pinkamena smiled. "Really?"

Fluttershy smiled with a huge blush. "You're my closest friend, even before this. You've always been there for me. If I had to choose one of my friends to be here with..."

When Shy trailed off, Pinkie smiled and pulled her into a hug. Fluttershy hugged back with a wide smile.

When Pinkie and Fluttershy entered the bathroom, they made their way to an empty changing room and disrobed. After setting their clothes with their bags, they entered the shower with their toiletry bags to begin washing. Pinkie watched Fluttershy rub her breasts with the soap as she did the same to her own boobs. As she watched, she felt a surge of horniness and squeezed her soap so hard it shot upwards and landed on the floor. Fluttershy quickly looked down and then up at her friend.

"Slipped," Pinkie said as she squatted down to pick the soap up. "Need help with your back?"

Fluttershy blushed but looked over her shoulder. "Um... Sure. I find hard sometimes with all this hair."

"I have that same problem," Pinkie chuckled as she walked up behind her friend. "Long hair is sexy, but... it sure gets in the way sometimes." She reached behind Shy's brighter pink hair and started to rub the soap on her back while Fluttershy kept soaping her breasts. As she washed her friend's back, she started to feel warm between the legs. "Ah, damn," she muttered.

"Pinkie?" Shy asked, looking over her shoulder. Pinkamena backed away and headed for the curtain. "Where are you going?"

Pinkie stopped with her hand on the curtain. "I... I need sex. Right now. Otherwise, I'll... start trying to seduce you."

"Oh..." Fluttershy muttered. "Okay."

Before she could say anything else, Pinkie left the shower, leaving the shy woman to finish her shower alone. Pinkamena let out a sigh as she cracked the door open to peek out into the bathroom. Luckily enough, she just happened to see Applejack about to enter a changing room. She then flung the door open and stepped out, which made AJ look over at her. The farmer smiled and opened the door, motioning inside with her head. Pinkie smiled and left her changing room, closing the door behind her before she quickly walked over to AJ.

Both women quickly made their way into the shower where AJ backed against the shower wall as Pinkie started to kiss her neck. AJ moaned as Pinkie kissed down her chest towards her crotch. When she started to lick at the wet slit, she reached up to squeeze Applejack's breasts. AJ moaned and placed her right hand on the back of Pinkie's head.

"I been waitin' for this," AJ chuckled. "What made ya so horny?"

Pinkie pulled back from her meal and licked her lips. "I... was showering with Fluttershy. She said no last night and the experience made me horny."

"Fluttershy let you dance for her?"

"Briefly. We ended up cuddling naked and that was it. It was nice, but..."

"You needed something more," AJ finished. "I'd be surprised if Fluttershy wanted to get down n' dirty with ya. She's a sweetheart."

"I know. She's... really... fucking... adorable. It actually hurts sometimes. Like a sugar coma."

"Had many of those, have you?"

"When I was a child. The worst stomachaches."

AJ chuckled and rubbed Pinkie's head. "You still have me, sugarcube. And Cloudchaser, if I'm not mistakin'."

Pinkie smiled and stood up, slapping her left palm against her friend's crotch. "And Sunset." She then rubbed quickly, making AJ moan out and smile widely.

Pinkie snuck back into her changing room just as Fluttershy was finishing up in the shower. When Shy stepped out and saw Pinkie, she smiled lightly. "Did you... have fun?" She asked.

Pinkie smiled and grabbed her own towel. "Yeah. Sorry to bail on you. I just... didn't wanna keep asking you to do something you didn't wanna do."

"I get it."

Once both were dried and dressed, they left together just as Cloudchaser entered the bathroom. "Perfect," Pinkie chuckled as she walked up to Cloudy. "Hey. Got something for ya."

Cloudchaser stopped and smiled. "Really? What?"

"This." Pinkie pulled her into a deep kiss and shoved her tongue in her mouth.

Cloudchaser quickly kissed back, both women moaning as saliva started to drip from their chins. Fluttershy just stared with a face as red as an apple. When the two close friends parted, a string of saliva connected their tongues. Pinkie winked and patted Cloudy's cheek before she walked away. Fluttershy looked at Cloudchaser before quickly following Pinkie out of the bathroom, not bothering to ask about what she just saw.

Dress'd For Suc(k)cess

Author's Note

For reference images to Rarity's dresses, click them for a link to a shop page where you can actually buy them for reals.

Dress'd For Suc(k)cess

Gilda opened her eyes to find herself in a hospital room, the only sound being the beeping of her EKG machine. She lifted the bedsheets to check her stab wounds. They had been closed and bandaged and really didn't hurt much anymore. She sighed and lowered the sheets before she looked at her IV. There was an almost empty blood bag that was being used for her transfusion.

"AB-positive," came a familiar voice. Gilda looked to her left at the corner of the room to see Pinkamena seated in a chair. "Rare blood type. The only ones who could give you blood would be those who also have AB-positive blood... or someone who has O-negative blood. Like me."

"That's your blood going inside me?" Gilda asked, still feeling a little drowsy.

Pinkie nodded and stood up. "How do you feel? You lost a lot of blood."

Gilda watched her slide the chair closer and sit back down next to the bed. "Better. Thankfully, the stab wounds weren't big, which... reduced the number of stitches."

"Well, that's good."

"Yeah. Good. Lucky."

"You're a very lucky girl."

"I could've died last night."

"Could've. Didn't."

"Because of you."

"I was just passing by."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"You knew that was my house. You even called my name. Why save me?"

Pinkie let out a brief chuckle. "You think I'd let you die?" Gilda stayed quiet and just looked up at the ceiling. Pinkamena smiled lightly and leaned forward a little bit. "I spoke with the University... and they agreed to let you be my roommate."

Gilda went wide-eyed and looked at her. "What?"

"We're gonna be roomies," Pinkie said with a wide smile.

"But... No... That doesn't..."

"Make sense?" Pinkie asked. "I know. Weird, right?" As Gilda's mind continued to break at this revelation, Pinkie stood up. "I'll pick you up after school if they release you. Otherwise, I'll see you bright and early tomorrow."

Before Gilda could say anything, she watched Pinkie leave the room. Now, she was back to only hearing the beeping of the EKG machine.

Pinkamena parked her car in the University parking lot and got out. When she made it back on school grounds, Rarity came running over to her. "Rarity?" She asked, confused. Rarity wore a cyan peplum dress over her D-cups and short purple skirt that ended below her knees.

"Pinkie. All my other friends are busy today. So, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind modeling some dresses for me. I know dresses aren't really your thing... or Applejack's... or Rainbow Dash's... or even Twilight's... and Fluttershy's too shy..."

"I get it, Rarity," Pinkie said with a smile. "Lead the way."

"Oh, thank you so much, Pinkie," Rarity beamed as she started leading her friend to the dorms. "I promise I'll make it worth your while."

"I'm sure you will."

"I could make you a custom outfit. Perhaps something in black with pre-made tears?"

Pinkamena chuckled. "Oh, you know me so well."

In Rarity's room, Pinkie looked around at the dresses she had neatly laid out on the bed. One was a burgundy A-line off the shoulder dress, the second was a more casual red solid flare hem cami dress, and the third was more Pinkie's style. It was a sleeveless black lace goth dress with corset halter. Rarity watched Pinkie run her hand over the goth dress.

"They aren't completely my design, but I had to start somewhere, right?" Rarity asked as she walked over to the bed.

Pinkamena ran her hand over the chest area of the dress where the lace neck window was. "I thought you said..."

"I never said I didn't have anything your style. Just that you didn't like dresses."

"I like this one."

"Good," Rarity said with a smile. "Because I tried to make it your size. But we'll save that one for last. I want to see you in the other two first."

Pinkie eyed the other dresses before she looked at Rarity. "Alright." She then pulled her shirt off.

"H-Hey, whoa!" Rarity exclaimed as she ran to the door to lock it. "Warn me first."

"Why?" Pinkie asked as she set her shirt on the empty bed.

Rarity sighed and kept her back to her friend. "Because..."

"We're both girls, honey," Pinkamena cooed as she slipped out of her shorts. "I ain't got nothing you don't got."

"I know, but... you're my friend."

Pinkie frowned as she stood fully naked. "That should make it less awkward to see me naked. Come on, you're making me feel weird."

Rarity sighed deeply and clenched her fists before she turned around. "Hmm..." she muttered, seeing her naked friend. "Better?" She asked, crossing her arms. "I probably should've expected this, after what Applejack kept going on about."

"Oh, she told you about our little encounter?" Pinkie asked as she went to the red hemi dress in the middle.

"She tried to be as vague as possible, but... I knew what she was talking about. Still can't believe you two had sex."

"She's my friend," Pinkie explained as she slipped the dress on. She then pulled her hands through the shoulder loops and pulled her hair free. "I'd rather it be a friend than someone I don't know."

"That's what dating's for," Rarity said as she walked up to her friend to make sure the dress sat right. "You find someone you like specifically for dating and sex."

"Too much time and effort when I already have so many friends. Besides, I don't like the idea of being tied to just one person. I enjoy variety."

"Well, you are a stripper, so... that makes sense," Rarity said as she circled her friend, examining the dress. "Whatever you decide to do, make sure you don't hurt anyone."

"What do you mean?"

"Well... if you have sex with a bunch of people, eventually one might think you actually love them. Then, they see you with someone else, and... well..."

"I make sure to explain that to them before the fun starts. I have no problem breaking it off if I feel like they're taking it too far."

"Just be sure you don't take it too far."

Pinkie crossed her arms. "So, if I asked you for sex right now, you'd think I loved you and wanted to date?"

Rarity took a step back for a better look. "Before our conversation?"

"Yes. If I just straight up said; Hey, Rarity. Wanna have sex... you would think..."

"Honestly? I'd probably be too shocked to think straight. How's the dress feel?"

"Fits like a glove."

"Next one."

"What about after the shock wears off?" Pinkie continued as she slipped out of the dress and set it back on the bed, her backside pointed at her friend.

"I would probably ask you why. To which you would say..."

Pinkie took the burgundy A-line off the shoulder dress and unzipped the back. "That I'm bored or horny. Truth be told, you're quite the looker, Rares." She then lowered the dress and stepped inside before she pulled it up.

As she slid her arms through the holes, Rarity walked up behind her to help her zip up. "I'm afraid I would need something more to go by than that," Rarity said as she moved Pinkie's hair out of the way and zipped up the dress.

"Why? Not like I can get you pregnant. It'll be completely safe."

"Not the point, sweetie," Rarity said as Pinkie turned to face her. "How's this dress feel?"

"As good as the last one. What if I gave you a really hot striptease? Would that get your blood flowing?"

"Are you trying to get my blood flowing?"

"Something has to turn you on. Everyone's got their trigger. Their secret little fetish."

Rarity put a hand on her hip with a light smile. "Fine. I admit that if, and only if... I was that... aroused... and the only ones around were my friends... I would say yes to you."

"I knew it!"

"But..." Rarity said suddenly, holding up a finger to silence her friend. "It would take a lot to get me there."

"I'm sure I could think of something."

Rarity actually gave a little smirk at that. "Last dress."

Pinkie reached back to unzip the dress herself before she slipped out of it. After placing it back on the bed, she grabbed the goth dress. "Finally," she said as she took the black dress and slipped into it. Once she had her arms through, she reached back to hook the neck straps together. "Well?" She asked, turning towards Rarity. "How do I look in this?"

Rarity stared at her and took a step back. "Um... Wow..."

"Wow, what?"

"Well... Let's just say that... that dress really suits you."

"You think so?"

"Mmm-hmm. How's it feel?"

"Feels great. I love this part," Pinkie said as she felt the lace part just above her breasts. "Though, I feel like I could add something to this."

"Like what?"

Without saying anything, Pinkamena went over to Rarity's closet to find a bunch of clothes, both for her to wear and also some she made for her courses. Looking through, Pinkie carefully moved things aside. "You gotta have those in here somewhere..." she muttered loudly to herself. Rarity watched her with curiosity, when Pinkie finally pulled something out. "Close your eyes. I got a surprise for you."

Rarity sighed and did as asked. "I swear, if you're just getting naked to hit on me..."

"Nope," Pinkie cooed. "Even better."

With her eyes closed, Rarity could only listen to her friend. "Ooo, a makeup kit, too?" She heard the woman exclaim. "Even even better."

"Hey, don't go using up all my makeup, now."

"I'm not." After about a minute or two, Pinkie said, "Alright. Open 'em." Rarity sighed and opened her eyes, which suddenly went wide in awe as her face went red. Pinkie had slipped into fishnet stockings and had applied eyeliner and black lipstick. "How do I look, now?"

"I-I... Uh... Wow."

"You like my goth look?"

"It's... W-Well, it's... certainly something."

Pinkamena smirked and slowly walked up to her. "Do you... like what you see?"

Rarity found herself backing up. "It's not like... Well, yes, but..." She stopped when she hit the wall.

Pinkie stopped right in front of her. "Feeling attracted to the goth me? That's what does it for you?"

"You just look... amazing in that outfit. Really... amazing. But, I-I can't..."

"What if I did something for you that I've never done for anyone else before?"

Rarity tilted her head a little before she raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

Pinkie smiled. "Sit on the bed, legs over the edge. I'll show you."

The fashionista hesitated before she walked over and sat on the empty bed. "Better not be what I think it is."

"You think I haven't licked pussy before?" Pinkie chuckled as she walked over to her friend. "I did that to AJ this morning in the showers. This is something else," she said, before she knelt down, her dress spreading out around her. From the top, she looked like a black rose.

Pinkie then took Rarity's right leg and ran her hands down to her foot where she removed the sandal. Rarity blushed hard but made no attempt to stop her, even when her friend wrapped her lips around the big toe. Rarity let out a soft gasp as Pinkie's tongue licked over her big digit. Pinkamena smiled and let the toe plop from her mouth before she wrapped her lips around all the toes, licking over all of them.

"P-Pinkie, that's..." Rarity said breathily.

Pinkie pulled off and gently massaged the foot. "You can pull back any time you want," she cooed, before she kissed the top of the foot before running her tongue along the length of the underside.

Rarity bit her lip, liking this but also wanting to pull away. The feeling was too good for her to want it to stop so she ended up letting Pinkie do her thing. Besides... she did look hot in that get-up. Pinkie pulled off Rarity's other shoe before she held both feet together and ran her tongue back and forth along the toes. She watched as Rarity began to lightly tug at her collar. Smiling, Pinkie kissed up the right leg and stopped at the knee before doing the same to the left leg.

"Like this?" Pinkie asked.

"Curse you, Miss Pie," Rarity sighed.

Pinkamena chuckled and placed her hands on her friend's knees. "I think I get it. Dresses? Being worshipped?" She then crawled up and placed her hands on the bed beside Rarity's hips, getting right in her face. "You wanna know what it's like to be treated like a queen. Worshipped." She ran a finger down Rarity's cheek. "Just let me hear the words."

Rarity's face turned red as she eyed the floor. "Mmm... Start slow."

Pinkie nodded and stood up. "Come here."

Rarity stood up before Pinkie gently turned her around and brushed her hair aside. Pinkie then leaned in and kissed her gently on the back of the neck while her hands rested on the fashionista's hips. Rarity closed her eyes and let it happen. Pinkie then took hold of the dress and started to pull it up. Rarity looked down as more of her torso became exposed. Even though her friend was stripping her, she still raised her arms and allowed her dress to be completely removed. Pinkie tossed it onto the bed with the other dresses before she pulled her hair aside again. This time, she kissed her friend's bare back while her hands rubbed the bare stomach.

"This actually feels nice," Rarity cooed.

"Told ya."

Pinkie stood up and ran her hands up the woman's sides, gently making her raise her arms up high. She then leaned in and gave each armpit a lick as her hands moved up to cup the bare breasts. Rarity let out a moan as Pinkie gently squeezed them. She then lowered Rarity's arms and kissed her right shoulder a few times before gently turning the woman around to face her.

Rarity gave her a light smile before Pinkie moved lower and started to suck on the bare nipples. "Oh, Pinkie," she gasped softly. "That's..."

"Nothing," Pinkie finished as she stood up to look her in the eyes. "I also plan on kissing your ass, licking both holes, and then having us finish by scissoring." Rarity blushed hard and stared. "Any objections?" Rarity quickly shook her head. "Good," Pinkie said with a smirk before she returned to kissing in between the breasts, making Rarity moan out loudly.

The Goth's New Roommate

Pinkie and Rarity lay on the fashionista's bed, Rarity naked but Pinkie still wearing her dress. The pink-haired woman looked over at her friend. "Told you."

Rarity sighed. "Alright, you win. Happy?"

"Very." She then sat up. "Roll over."

Rarity eyed her but did as asked and rolled over onto her stomach. "Why am I doing this?" She asked, resting her head so she could see her friend.

Pinkie carefully pulled off the dress and set it aside before she faced Rarity, completely naked now. "Just one more thing before I leave."

"Whaaaat are you doing?"

"Just this," Pinkie cooed as she crawled atop Rarity, letting her breasts press against her friend's back as she started to gently kiss her right shoulder.

She then slid lower and brushed Rarity's long curly purple hair out of the way before she started to kiss all over the back. Rarity let out soft moans and closed her eyes as she felt the pair of lips on her skin. She gently gripped the pillow her head rested on and let her friend do whatever she wanted.

When Pinkie felt her feet hit the edge of the bed she turned around, so her crotch was above Rarity's head as she began to kiss the fashionista's butt. After dealing with the cheeks, she spread them with her hands and began to eat out her friend's ass again. Rarity let out a deeper moan and Pinkie could see her pussy moisten.

She chuckled and finished tonguing the tight hole before she pulled back. "Roll over again so I can finish."

"Yes, please," Rarity said as she rolled onto her back.

When she saw her friend's crotch directly above her, she blushed hard. However, once Pinkie began to work her magic and lust began to fill her up even more, Rarity reached up to grab Pinkie's ass and pull her pussy up against her mouth. Both women moaned into each other's vagina as their tongues explored each other's wet womanhood.

After both had orgasmed, Pinkie rolled off her friend and sat up. "Oh! Before I forget. Do you have hair dye?"

"Huh?" Rarity asked, out of breath as she, too, sat up. She had to use her arms as support to make sure she didn't fall backwards. "What? Hair dye? Of course. Why?"

Pinkie smiled. "I was thinking of adding black streaks to my hair."

Rarity smiled lightly. "Let me catch my breath. Then, I'm sure I can make it work."

Pinkie left Rarity's room with her new outfit and look, blowing her friend a kiss before she closed the door.
As she walked the halls, she got all sorts of looks ranging from confusion to attraction. She knew she was causing boners and wet thighs as she made her way out of the dorm building. As she left, she passed by Cloudchaser, who stopped suddenly and nodded.

"Lookin' hot," she commented.

Pinkie shot her a smile. "I'll fuck you with it on next time," she cooed, before she left and headed for her car. She pulled out her phone to call the hospital when it started to ring on its own. It was Detective Sharp again. She sighed and answered it. "Hello, Sharp. What's up?"

"Were you at a fire last night?" He asked. "One with an attempted murder?"

"Oh, yeah. That. Didn't the fire chief give you the rundown?"

"He gave us your story, alright. But you can't just leave a crime scene like that."

"Hey, I was only out jogging and came upon a friend in need. I got her out and to the hospital. In fact, I'm about to call the hospital to see if they're discharging her so I can pick her up."

"Pick her up?"

"She has no one else and no place to live, so she's staying with me in my dorm until she finds a place."

Sharp let out a long, drawn-out sigh. "I need you both interviewed so I can find out what happened."

"She doesn't know what happened. She got jumped from behind and then almost burned alive. Can we let her rest?"

"Does she have any enemies that may want her dead?"

Pinkie burst out laughing. "Everyone hates her, here. She's a bully. Throw a stone, and you'll hit someone with a grudge against her."

"What about you?"

"Me?" Pinkie asked. "I understand how she was raised. Her family hates her and pretty much disowned her when she moved out. Right now, I'm all she has. Which isn't much, all things considered."

"What do you mean by that?"

"She's been bullying me, too. But I'm good at forgiveness. And I hope my gesture of good will by letting her stay with me will help her calm down."

Sharp sighed again, this time only briefly. "Alright. Just bring her to the station tomorrow so I can follow protocol and ask you and her myself. Okay?"

"Fine by me. Anything else, detective?"

"No, that about does it. Have a nice day, Miss Pie."

"Sharp." Pinkie then hung up and dialed the hospital.

Pinkamena entered the hospital wearing her goth dress and approached the front desk. "I'm here to pick up a patient."

The woman behind her counter eyed her as she scanned her outfit. "Patient's name?"

"Gilda. Just Gilda."

The woman slowly peeled her eyes away and checked her computer. "Okay..."

Gilda sat on the edge of her bed, gently rubbing her stomach. She was back in her own clothes now which was a white crop top and jeans. Her brown leather jacket hung on a hook on the back of the door. As her fingers ran over the bandages, she heard someone approaching her room. Looking up, she saw Pinkie enter the doorway.

"There's my big girl," Pinkie cooed deeply, leaning against the doorway with half-lidded eyes. "Ready to go?"

Gilda's eyes went wide. "Fuck?" She asked.

"If you want. But not here."

Gilda stood up. "What... Pinkie? What are you wearing?"

"Figured I'd try something new. You like? Rarity made it."

Gilda slowly approached her and grabbed her jacket off the hook. "It's different."

Pinkie smiled and started walking away. "Come on."

Gilda stared at her as she left. "H-Hey, wait!"

Gilda sat in the passenger as she kept staring at her rescuer. "You still haven't told me why. Why are you being nice to me? I treated you like shit."

"Yes, you slapped me and punched me, I know... You're a bitch and no one likes you. Someone even tried to kill you. So why oh why am I being so nice to you?" Gilda kept her mouth shut and looked ahead. Pinkie eyed her before looking at the road again. "I found out about you. Your family."

"Why the fuck..." Gilda started to snap.

"I wanted to know why you were bullying me. And it all made sense. No one's ever been nice to you, have they?" Once again, Gilda remained silent. "Yes, you're the I-don't-cry-in-front-of-others type... but I can tell you're ready to burst."

"What's your fucking game? Are you getting back at me? Are you planning something?!"

"You just can't accept the fact that maybe I just wanna help you, can you?"

Gilda crossed her arms and said nothing. Pinkie sighed and rested her head on her left fist, her elbow resting on the door. The rest of the drive was finished in silence. When they arrived back at the dorm, Pinkie parked her car as close to the door as possible and turned the engine off.

"Coast looks clear."

Gilda scoffed. "I don't need you escorting me to your room. I know where it is."

"I know you do. But I'm not escorting you. I'm just walking with my new buddy," Pinkie said as she got out of the car.

Gilda sighed and opened her door, letting out a groan as she got out. "Shit."

"You good?"

"I'm fine," Gilda snapped, closing the door a little too hard.

Pinkamena waited for her to start moving before the two made their way into the building. Once inside, they attracted all the attention. Some students just watched while others asked what happened. One even walked up and started to talk shit at Gilda, saying she got what she deserved. Pinkie grabbed him by the shirt and flung him into the wall. When he was about to say something, Pinkie just pointed at him. He closed his mouth and went on with his day.

"I didn't need that," Gilda said when they made it to the stripper's room. "I can handle myself."

"I know. I just absolutely hate bullying."

Gilda stopped as Pinkie opened the door. "But... What about..."

"Do you wanna bully me now?" Pinks asked, turning to face her. "We're all alone in here," she cooed as she backed into the room. Gilda followed her in and closed the door. To her surprise, Pinkie stepped right up to her to feel her left arm muscles. "And you could probably do some serious damage to me." She then ran her hands down to hold her former bully's clenched fist. "This feels familiar."

Gilda pulled away and pushed past the goth. "I... You... You're doing me a solid right now, ya know? I'd be out on the streets if you hadn't..."

Pinkie smiled and turned around to walk up behind the injured student. "If you'd like... I can give you a real show." This made Gilda turn to face her. "As I recall, you reeaally wanted one the other day." Gilda said nothing, and Pinkie held her hand out to the bed. "Sit. And I'll strip for you. Maybe help you relax after the horrible shit you just went through?"

"I thought you only did that for friends?"

"Exactly," Pinkie cooed, before she spun Gilda around to face her. "So... Wanna be friends?" She asked with a wide smile.

Gilda leaned back a little but sighed and shrugged. "Why not?"

"Great! Now sit your ass down."

Gilda slowly went to the bed and sat down with a light grunt. "Alright. Let's see what you can really do."

"My first time dancing in this dress," Pinkie muttered as she looked herself over.

Her eyes then went to her audience and placed her hands on her chest, feeling her boobs through her dress. She then ran her left hand up to her neck as her right hand slid down to her crotch. She then turned around and moved her hands up to undo the back of her neck loop. Moving her hands lower, she ran them over her hips and butt before she started to lift her dress. She looked over her shoulder and raised her dress high enough to expose her butt. As she shook her ass, she pulled the dress off the rest of the way and tossed it onto the empty bed.

Using her left arm to cover her tits, she backed up and sat in Gilda's lap. "I'll make you the same offer I made the others."

"Which is?"

"Feel free to touch," Pinks cooed before she raised her arms above her head.

Gilda smirked and reached around to grab the bare breasts. Pinkie moaned as Gilda squeezed them and kneaded them. The long-haired woman moaned as she reached her right hand back to gently rub Gilda's thigh. Gilda looked down and then back up to see the pink-haired student smirking at her. Pinkamena then stood up and went around behind Gilda, crawling up on the bed and placing her hands on the short-haired student's shoulders.

Gilda looked over her shoulder as her roommate reached around to pull her jacket off. Gilda let her as Pinkie lightly tossed it aside. She then kissed Gilda's neck and reached her hands around to rub the clothed E-cups. As her fingers ran lower, Gilda quickly pulled her crop top off before Pinkie grabbed her tits and pressed her own to her back.

"Take your pants off and I'll show you how talented I am with my tongue."

Gilda looked over her shoulder as she undid her jeans. Pinkie smiled and slipped out of her fishnet stockings and tossed them with her dress. As Gilda wiggled out of her pants, Pinkamena went around to kneel in front of her. Once the pants had been removed, Pinkie spread her roomie's legs and leaned in, using her expert skills to lap at the wet pussy.

Gilda moaned and pulled Pinkie's mouth closer. "That's it... Deeper." Pinkamena smiled and pushed her tongue inside as she closed her eyes and sucked audibly. Gilda closed her eyes as well as she tilted her head back. "Fuck," she sighed, gripping her large tit with her free hand.

After a few rounds of scissoring, licking, biting, and fingering, Gilda finally passed out from exhaustion. As she lay on her back on Pinkie's bed, the still-awake woman smiled as she looked over the sleeping student. Doing her best to not wake her, she freed the covers out from under her sleeping body and pulled them over her. Once Gilda was under the covers, Pinkie stood beside the bed and leaned in, placing a kiss on Gilda's forehead. She then got dressed in her stockings and dress before she left the room.

When she got into the hallway, she was greeted by Fluttershy. "So, that was your idea?" Shy asked. "Make her your roommate?"

Pinkie nodded. "Mmm-hmm. I actually made her pass out."

Fluttershy smiled lightly with a blush. "I like this new look."

"Oh, yeah?" Pinkie asked. "Is it the lace? The black?"

"All of it." Fluttershy's smile slowly faded.

"What's wrong?"

"It's just... you're always there for me. Yet, when you need me, I'm not there for you."

"What are you talking about?"

Fluttershy blushed more and twirled her hair with a finger. "Well... Our shower this morning?"

"Oh... Fluttershy, you don't owe me anything."

"I know. But that mentality you have... about sex with friends... I'd like to do that for you. When you need it... You know?"

Pinkamena sighed and stepped up to her, taking her by the waist. "As long as I'm not forcing you. And this choice is yours."

"It is."

"Okay..."

Fluttershy leaned in and hugged her friend. Pinkie hugged back and nuzzled the woman's cheek.

Fluttershy's First Time

Once in Fluttershy's room, Pinkie locked the door and Fluttershy pulled her shirt off. After Pinkie kicked her shoes off, she turned to Fluttershy, making the woman blush. Pinkie smiled and walked over to her, taking her by the hips. Fluttershy just looked her friend in the eyes as she wiggled out of her shorts. When her pants fell and she stood fully nude, Pinkie eyed her up and down.

"No bra or... panties?" She asked.

Fluttershy shook her head. "I wanted to try it out. That's why I wore shorts."

Pinkamena smiled and undid her neck loop before she pulled her dress off. After she tossed it onto the farthest bed, she now stood in only her fishnet stockings. She then squatted down as she slid her stockings off. Stepping out of them, she stood back up and tossed the stockings aside.

As she stepped up to Fluttershy so their tits pressed together, she saw her friend's face turn more and more red. She smiled and reached her right hand out to rub Shy's left cheek. "Instead of just going for it, like I did with the others... I'd like to... show you everything. Slowly. Starting with kissing."

Fluttershy smiled. "I'd like that."

Pinkie leaned in and moved her hands to Fluttershy's hips as their lips touched. Fluttershy shuddered and wrapped her arms around her friend's neck. They started off just using their lips before Pinkie poked Shy's lips with her tongue. Fluttershy moaned softly and parted her lips to accept her friend's tongue. Pinkie moaned and wiggled around inside the woman's mouth until she felt the other tongue rub against her own. Smiling, she began to lick at the tongue, both women moaning softly now.

Pinkie slowly pulled back, her tongue sticking out a little while Fluttershy's mouth remained partially open, the newbie breathing a little heavier. "How was that?" She asked her friend.

Fluttershy smiled. "Amazing."

"Then, let's try something else. Stick out your tongue."

Without hesitation, Fluttershy stuck out her glistening wet tongue all the way. Pinkamena then wrapped her lips around it and sucked, making Fluttershy moan out even more. As she sucked, Pinkie held her friend's cheeks while Fluttershy's hands found their way to Pinkie's hips. When Pinkie pulled away, Fluttershy let out a deep moan.

"L-Let me try," Shy said, clearly aroused.

Pinkie smiled and stuck her own tongue out all the way. Fluttershy immediately latched onto it and started to suck. The longer this went on, the hungrier Fluttershy seemed to get as her efforts increased more and more. She then slid the whole tongue in her mouth as she stuck her own back in her friend's mouth. Pinkamena smiled and kissed her back as Fluttershy's hands ran up and down Pinkie's back.

When Pinkamena broke free, she chuckled. "You like my tongue?"

Fluttershy nodded. "Mmm-hmm." Pinkie smiled and leaned in, giving her cheek a lick. Fluttershy sighed contentedly as Pinkie moved a little lower to lick her neck. "Wo-ow..." Shy moaned.

Pinkamena chuckled. "That's nothing." She moved a little lower and licked the top of Shy's left breast, her tongue almost hitting the nipple.

Fluttershy moaned as she placed her hands on her friend’s shoulders. Pinkie moved lower and licked up the bottom of the breast before she wrapped her lips around the nipple. She then squeezed the tit with her right hand as her left hand kneaded the right tit like a ball of dough.

“P-Pinkie!” Fluttershy gasped, reflexively pulling her friend’s face in between her tits.

Pinkie gripped both breasts and repeatedly licked the cleavage, her face keeping nice and warm between the big bubbly mounds. When Fluttershy’s hold loosened, Pinkie slipped free and moved lower. Now, she kissed and licked at Shy’s belly, her hands running up and down the woman’s sides and hips.

Fluttershy opened her eyes partially and looked down to watch her friend work. “I-I’d like to… lick you now.”

Pinkie eyed her before she gently spun Fluttershy around and licked over her ass and up her back to her neck. “You wanna lick my body?” She asked, before she planted a kiss on the woman’s right shoulder.

“Yes.”

“Then, have at it. My body is yours.”

Fluttershy spun around and quickly leaned in to lap at Pinkie’s neck like a cat drinking water. She then ran her tongue down between her friend’s breasts and let out a deep, muffled moan. She then gripped both breasts and began lapping at the cleavage.

“Damn,” Pinkie chuckled. “Someone’s eager.”

She gently placed her hands on the back of Shy’s head and held her against her chest. Fluttershy looked up at her friend with half-lidded eyes. She then moved over to the right breast and latched onto the nipple before sucking it. Pinkie tilted her head back and let out a sigh of pleasure. When Fluttershy heard that her best buddy enjoyed what she was doing, she doubled her efforts and sucked harder.

“W-Wow,” Pinkie chuckled again. “You’re very good.”

After multiple rounds of sucking, licking, groping, rubbing, and hardcore kissing, the two finally tired themselves out. Pinkie rested on her back while Fluttershy rested on her stomach beside her, both drenched in sweat. The pink-haired woman opened her eyes and looked over at the woman next to her.

She smiled and rolled onto her side to gently caress the woman’s back. Fluttershy slowly opened her eyes and smiled. As Pinkie smiled back, Fluttershy rolled onto her back. Pinkie started to gently rub the sweaty tits.

“I wish I could stay,” Pinkie sighed. “But I should probably go to work.”

“You still work there?”

Pinkie nodded. “Yeah, I’ve been… skipping it to spend time with you girls. But I should probably go tonight… to ensure I still have a job.” She then leaned in to gently kiss Fluttershy’s shoulder before she sat up

“You could blow it off again. For me?”

Pinkie stopped and let out a heavy sigh. She then felt a hand run up her back before a pair of lips kissed the back of her neck. “Fluttershy… I have to go. I can’t leave Sunset alone.”

Fluttershy rested her cheek on the woman’s shoulder. “Okay,” she said softly.

Pinkamena placed her hand on the woman’s leg, her arm brushing up against Shy’s tits. “What if I came back after work and spent the rest of the night with you? Then we could head to the showers together in the morning.”

Fluttershy smiled and kissed Pinkie’s shoulder. “Okay.”

Pinkamena turned to her and kissed her on the lips. She then gently pressed on the woman’s upper chest to make her lie down. When she went to pull the covers up, she was stopped.

“W-Wait,” Fluttershy muttered. “Leave then down. I’m still pretty hot.”

Pinkie nodded. “Alright. Now get some rest. I’ll be back in a few hours.”

Pinkamena returned to her room in her goth dress, to find Gilda sitting up on her bed. Without saying a word, Pinkie headed over to her wardrobe to fetch her car keys.

“Off to work?” Gilda asked.

“Yep.”

“Can I come? I’m so fucking bored right now.”

Pinkamena smiled and turned to look at her. “Of course. Wanna pick out something sexy to wear?”

“Do you have anything my size?”

Pinkamena chuckled. “You’re not that bigger than me. Plus I get larger sizes so I can feel all loose.”

Gilda got up from the bed and walked over. “Well, whatcha got?”

Pinkie looked through her wardrobe and pulled out a black top that exposed the belly, had a deep neckline to show off cleavage, and holes on the sleeves to expose the shoulders. “How about this one?”

Gilda took it and looked it over. She then pulled her current top off to briefly expose her breasts before she pulled on the new top. “Hmm… Perfect fit.” She then looked at herself in the mirror on the wardrobe door. “Not bad.”

Pinkie then handed her black pants with rips in the thighs and knees. Once again, Gilda stripped out of what she was wearing and slid on the new pants. She then checked herself out in the mirror again. As she did, Pinkie watched her.

“You like?”

Gilda nodded. “Yeah, I think it’ll look good with my jacket.”

“I thought so, too.” Pinkie then grabbed her keys and closed the wardrobe. “Keep ‘em.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you‘ll need to build up your own wardrobe again after all your clothes burned up.” She then walked past her former bully to the door. “Come on. I wanna get there early this time.”

Gilda stammered to herself before she quickly followed after, making sure to grab her jacket on the way out.

Relationships

Pinkie stared ahead as she drove, hardly blinking at all. Gilda was watching her, trying to figure out what was going through her head. After what seemed like an hour, Gilda finally spoke.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Pinkie eyed her briefly. “Nothing you can help with?”

“Oh really?” Gilda asked, getting defensive.

“Seeing as how it has something to do with relationships, yeah. Really.”

“Relationships? Like dating?” Gilda let out a chuckle. “Shit, who is it? I bet it’s Applejack. Oh, what I wouldn’t do to that body. Mmm!” When She received no answer, she went on. “Not Rarity. Not your type. Twilight and Rainbow are together… Cloudchaser? No… Sunset! It has to be Sunset. Your work partner, right? That’s a good match. I bet you two get up to some crazy shit, right? Maybe I’ll see some of that crazy shit tonigh…”

“Fluttershy.”

Gilda stared at her, only blinking a few times. “Really? Fluttershy? She’s the one you decided to go out with?”

“I can’t explain it,” Pinkamena muttered. “It’s like… she makes me feel…”

“Complete?”

“Stable.”

Gilda nodded before she looked at the club coming up. “Stability is… nice.”

Pinkie pulled into the parking lot and got out. When Gilda opened her door, Pinkie was already there, lending a hand. Gilda hesitated but eventually took it and stood up.

“You’ll meet someone, too,” Pinkie said as she reached past her new buddy to close the car door.

Gilda scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Sure.”

Pinkamena shrugged and let go of the woman’s hand. “If I can do it?” She then turned and headed for the club.

“Do you think we would’ve made a good couple?” Gilda asked as she followed.

“Us? You and me?”

“Yeah. I’m hardcore. You’re pretty hardcore, too.”

“I think it’s our differences that makes me attracted to Fluttershy, more than anyone else.”

“I guess opposites really do attract.”

When they neared the building, Pinkie looked at Gilda. “I have to go in the back way. You have to go in the front.”

“Fine,” Gilda sighed. “Guess I’ll… see you on stage.”

Pinkie headed backstage and sat down at a makeup table with a heavy sigh. “Why must relationships suck?” She asked herself.

“I thought you didn’t do relationships.”

Pinkie looked over to see Sunset standing nearby, fully clothed and wearing her leather jacket. “I don’t. But… I dunno.”

“Who is it?”

“Fluttershy.”

“Fluttershy? Fluttershy? W… What about me. I was the first one of your friends to see you naked. The first one you fucked!”

“Which is great, and all, but my life is pretty crazy. Not only have I known Fluttershy for way longer, she also adds a sense of calmness that I rather enjoy.”

“But… they all hate me. If you start dating one of them…”

“You were a bitch, if I recall. No better than Gilda.”

“But I’m different now. And you’ve forgiven me, right?”

“I have, yes.”

“Then…”

“Don’t do it.”

“Do what?”

“Make me choose.”

Sunset sighed and crossed her arms. “I couldn’t do that to you.” She then walked over to the goth and held out an envelope.

Pinkie eyed her and took it. She then opened it and looked inside to find money. “I don’t…”

“What you would’ve made if you were here.”

“Sunset, I can’t…”

“Take it. I wouldn’t have danced in your place just to take all the money for myself.” She then gave a single wave and headed for the exit.

“You’re leaving?”

“I’m exhausted, Pinkie.”

“Sunny,” Pinkamena said as she stood up, making the other woman stop. “I won’t be able to dance with my best friend mad at me.”

Sunset hesitated before she looked over her shoulder. “I’m not mad. Just disappointed.”

Pinkamena quickly walked over to her and spun her around. Without hesitation, she dove in for a kiss. When she felt her friend kiss back, she held the woman’s hips and broke the kiss. As they pressed their foreheads together, they just breathed calmly.

“What if we spent a day together?” Pinkie asked. “Or a few days?”

Sunset smiled lightly. “Sounds… great.” She then pulled back and patted Pinkie’s shoulder. “Goth looks good on you.” She then left out the back door.

Pinkie’s smiled faded a little before she heard the DJ announce her. “And now, a returning favorite…” Pinkamena sighed and headed for the curtain. When she heard her name, she stepped out to a loud applause.

In the front row, she could see Gilda watching her. A grin spread across the stripper’s face as she walked to the edge of the stage and sat down. She spread her legs wide and jumped the air a couple times, getting more applause.

She then reached over and unzipped her left boot before slowly pulling it off to reveal her foot. After she tossed it aside, she removed her right boot and stood back up. She made her way to the left side of the stage and found a very energetic man. She then stuck out her left foot and he immediately pressed his face to the sole. Pinkie smirked and eyed Gilda, who also had a smirk on her face.

Pinkamena rubbed the man’s face with her foot some more before she pulled it away and walked over to where Gilda was. She then undid her goth dress and pulled it off to reveal her breasts. She tossed it aside and now stood in only her fishnet stockings and arm sleeves.

The crowd cheered as she sat down in front of Gilda and stuck her right leg out, the toes pointed directly at Gilda’s face. Pinkie gave her a smirk before the woman accepted the foot and wrapped her lips around the toes. As the crowd cheered, Gilda pulled off to lick up the length of the sole.

“W-Whoa, good thing we sanitize the floors, huh folks?” The DJ announced over the intercom.

Pinkie chuckled and pressed her foot to the woman’s face before she stood up. When she glanced to her right, she saw Cloudchaser at the edge of the stage, smiling at her. Pinkie chuckled and stepped back to grab the pole. She then spun around it and came to a sudden stop to let her tits jiggle for the crowd. She locked eyes with Cloudchaser and got on all fours before she crawled over to her school friend.

The stripper winked at the ebony babe before she placed her left hand on the edge of the stage and used her right hand to pull the woman's face into her cleavage. Pinkie eyed the crowd as they all cheered and whooped. Pinkie chuckled and pulled back slightly before she pushed her right tit in the woman's face. Cloudchaser blushed hard but latched onto the nipple and sucked, getting another round of cheers and whoops.

Pinkamena let out a loud moan before she pulled back and stood up. Cloudchaser bit her lip and covered her mouth with her left hand, like she couldn't believe she did something so lewd in front of so many people. There was a man and woman beside her who noticed and gave her a reassuring pat on the back. Pinkie blew her friend a kiss before she went back to the poles.

Pinkie opened the trunk of her car and pulled out two beers. She popped the lids on both and then poured a drug into one. Closing the trunk, she went to sit in the driver's seat and handed the drugged beer to Gilda.

"That was hot, Pinkie," Gilda said before she took a big swig.

Pinkie took a sip as she smiled. "Mmm... Exhilarating, as always."

"Shame, though. As sexy as your feet are, I kinda wanted to be the one you smothered with your tits."

Pinkamena smirked as her passenger drank some more. "Well, there'll be plenty of time for that. As long as you let me play with yours."

"Anytime," Gilda cooed. After she finished her beer, she dropped it and held her head. "Huh... I feel... kinda... sleepy."

"Well, it is late," Pinkamena said as she drank her own beer. "Just sleep. I'll wake you up when we get back."

"Okay..." Gilda nodded as she yawned and closed her eyes.

Pinkie watched the woman get into a comfortable position before falling asleep. The stripper then turned the car on and drove off.

Pinkie lay naked on a bed, with blood splattered on her body and face, while she stared up at the ceiling. “Do you think love exists simply to distract us, or… make choices harder? Is there a point to it all, or is it just meaningless trash meant to torture and depress?” She turned her head to the side to look at the naked woman bound and gagged beside her. “I, for one, think it’s all bullshit. Sure, I may like someone more than someone else, but dying for someone else? Risking my life for someone else? Nah.”

She held up a knife and brought the blade to the woman’s damp cheek. “Take you and your husband for example,” Pinkie continued. “I could’ve just killed a complete stranger, but the fact you supposedly loved him… That makes it harder to take, doesn’t it?”

The bound woman squealed as if pleading to be let go. In doing so, she caused her cheek to get cut from the knife.

“Whoa, it’s not time for you to bleed yet,” Pinkie chuckled as she pulled her knife back. The woman squealed again, the gag in her mouth extremely damp from her saliva. Pinkamena then stood up and walked to the window of the bedroom, stepping over a man’s corpse. “There’s this girl I find myself attracted to, even though there’s someone else who’s more compatible. Is that wrong? Am I… wrong?”

She then looked over at the woman again who was trying to pull her bound wrists away from the bed’s headboard. “That won’t work, sweetie,” Pinkie cooed before she crawled onto the bed and on top of her captive. “I’ve been trying knots for years.” She let out a sigh as she ran her hand down the woman’s neck to her D-cups and gripped the left tit. “Shame… Such a waste of a fine body. Your husband was really lucky.”

She then lifted up her knife, the victim’s eyes going wide. The knife was then brought down hard on her throat, blood spraying everywhere. Pinkie repeatedly stabbed the woman’s neck until she seemed dead. Pinkamena breathed heavily as blood covered her body and dripped off her face. Pulling her knife free, she was rewarded one more squirt to the face. With a gentle hum, she left the bed and headed for the bathroom to take a shower.

When Gilda felt something gently shake her, she slowly cracked open her eyes. It was Pinkie in her goth dress and they seemed to be back at the University. Pinkie had left her seat and gone around to open the passenger’s door.

“Come on,” she said, gently helping Gilda out of the car. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Gilda nodded. “Yeah… Bed sounds nice.”

After Pinkamena helped her roommate back to their room, get undressed, and into bed, she left again to head on over to Fluttershy’s room. It was still unlocked. Pinkie entered and closed the door before she locked it and undressed.

“Pinkie?” Came Shy’s voice from the bed. Pinkie felt a calmness wash over her the second she heard it. It felt like taking a nap after a long hike up a mountain.

Pinkie smiled and turned to face her. “I said I’d be back, didn’t I?” She then crawled into bed and leaned in to kiss the woman’s neck.

“P-Pinkie, it’s late,” Fluttershy gasped with a soft moan.

Pinkie didn’t listen. Instead, she moved lower.

A Concerned Friend

That night, Twilight pulled up to the parking lot and parked her bicycle on the sidewalk. After locking it to the bike rack, she checked herself to make sure she at least looked good. Rainbow had helped her pick out what to wear, and they settled on a black single-strap crop top and a black skirt. It left her legs, belly, and upper chest area exposed, which was more exposure than she was used to.

After straightening her skirt out, she made her way towards the entrance of the club. As she got in line, a familiar face showed up behind her.

“Twilight?” Twilight turned around to see Cloudchaser. She wore a silver tube top and a silver skirt. “First time?”

“Uh, no,” Twilight chuckled. “Second.”

“Here to watch Pinkamena?”

“Is she the only one who dances here?” Twilight asked, wondering why all she hears about is Pinkie.

“Well, Sunset,” Cloudchaser pointed out. “And I’m not really sure. This is only my second time, too.”

After flashing their IDs, the two were in. The place was packed, as usual, but the two managed to find a table near the stage. When they sat down, a tanned flat-chested woman walked up wearing only thin black panties and nipple tape. She also had tan lines from a skimpy two-piece bathing suit. Her hair was short and black with red highlights and strands that hung in her face.

“Hi, my name’s Bramble, can I get you anything?” She asked in a monotone voice as she flicked her head back to remove a few strands of hair from her face. “We don’t serve alcohol, so sorry,” she said, in a manner that implied she’s had to say that on numerous occasions, as she held up a clipboard and pen. “And no I’m not on the menu, either.”

Twilight shrugged. “Water?”

Cloudchaser eyed the woman down and up. “What’s your favorite?”

Bramble hesitated as if this was the first time someone’s asked her that. “Um… Root beer.”

Cloudchaser nodded. “I’ll take a root beer.”

The tanned woman wrote it down and took one last look at Cloudchaser before she walked off. The ebony woman watched her leave before exhaling sharply.

“Wow,” Cloudchaser muttered. “So hot.” She then looked at Twilight again. “I think she liked me.”

Twilight chuckled. “She liked that you took her interests into account. In a place like this, I’m guessing that’s rare.”

“Think she’ll go out with me?”

“Whoa, hold up. Slow it down.”

“You’re right,” Cloudchaser muttered. “I-I should ask for a lap dance first.”

“Get to know her, maybe?”

“Yeah… How’d you and Rainbow get together?”

Twilight smiled. “My friends were trying to get me into sports. I said if need help with the training since I’ve never sport-ed before. And… it happened during training.”

“Aw, that’s sweet,” Cloudchaser said as Bramble returned with their drinks. “Lap dance?!” She blurted out, before covering her mouth with both hands.

Bramble stared at her before she set the drinks down. She eyed Twilight, who was just rubbing her temple and groaning. “I’m sorry,” Cloudchaser suddenly said. “I just…”

“It’s fine,” Bramble said as she went over and sat down sideways in Cloudchaser’s lap. She then put her arm around the customer for support and used her other hand to pick up the glass of root beer. “You know this interaction will cost you fifty bucks,” she said plainly.

“That is totally okay,” Cloudchaser said with a wide smile.

Bramble leaned back and gently poured some of the root beer onto her chest. Cloudchaser stared with a blush before she dove in and licked up the liquid. Twilight just stared in awe, not believing what she was seeing. As the bookworm watched her friend enjoying herself, Pinkamena walked over to their table.

"Twilight?" She asked. "You're back?"

Twilight chuckled nervously. "Yes, well... I was curious and... I wanted to see you."

Pinkie looked down at Bramble and placed her hand on the tanned woman’s shoulder. "I see Cloudy's having fun."

Cloudchaser pulled back with a blush. "She's really fun."

Pinkie chuckled. "You have no idea."

Twilight stared at her. "Have you... had sex with everyone?"

“We’re all pretty close here. Helps relax us and makes us more comfortable to do the things we do.” Pinkie then leaned in close to Cloudchaser. “Careful with Bramble. She’s incredible but likes it rough.”

Cloudchaser blushed. “I… I’m sure I can handle it.”

“Are you sure?” Bramble asked. “I’ve only ever been able to truly enjoy myself with Pinkamena or Sunset. Everyone else is a pussy.”

Cloudchaser blushed even more. “W-Well, I, uh… I’m not actually sure. I’ve never tried it.”

“Shame.”

Cloudy thought for a moment as her right hand ran up and down the woman’s back. “Could we maybe… start with a… private show? And then… work our way up to… the roughness?”

Bramble smirked. “You’re either brave or really fucking foolish.”

“I like taking risks.”

Bramble set the root beer down on the table. “That’s another fifty.”

Cloudchaser tried to reach for her handbag, but couldn’t. “Um… I can’t…”

Bramble chuckled and stood up. “Just bring it with you.”

Pinkamena watched her schoolmate quickly grab her handbag before the two left. She then looked at Twilight. “How about you? Want a show?”

“I-I don’t think I should,” Twilight stammered with a blush. “Rainbow isn’t here… She and I are sorta…”

“Does she know you’re here?”

“Y… Yes. She even, um… helped pick out what I should wear.”

“Sounds like she wants you to have a good time.”

“That’s what she said, yeah.”

“Then, come on. Fifty bucks.”

Twilight sighed heavily but nodded. “Alright. I guess a private dance couldn’t hurt.”

Cloudchaser was pushed onto the soft couch as Bramble stepped up to her and put her hands on her hips. Intense rock music filled the room as Cloudchaser stared at her performer. “Wow.”

“That’s nothing,” Bramble said, before she peeled the nipple tape off. She then leaned forward and gripped the back of the couch, her arms on either side of Cloudchaser’s head. Moving forwards and back, Bramble brought her flat chest close to Cloudy‘s face before pulling it away.

“That’s hot,” Cloudchaser moaned.

“Feel free to touch my hips,” Bramble cooed as she moved her chest closer again before pulling away once more.

Cloudchaser placed her hands on the stripper’s waist and shuddered. “Oh, yeah…”

Twilight sat down as Pinkie began to move her hips in a circular motion. The customer blushed but watched. “A-Actually, Pinkie, there was something I wanted to ask you about.”

The stripper undid her bra and tossed it aside. “Oh? What about?” Pinkie then straddled Twilight’s lap so they were face-to-face.

“You just seemed… frustrated, earlier. I went to check on you but you disappeared.”

Pinkie stared at her before she got up, turned around and sat back down. She leaned back against Twilight and grabbed her friend’s hands with her own. “Is that really what you wanna talk about right now?” Pinkie cooed as she brought Twi’s hands to her exposed breasts.

Twilight blushed hard but squeezed. “You’re my friend. Of course I’m going to worry about you. Especially when you storm off. The last time we saw you angry… you sort of…”

Pinkie sighed and looked over her shoulder. “Someone had to stand up to Sunset.”

“And it seemed Sunset was making you upset again?”

Pinkie shook her head. “Not… in the same way.”

“How so?”

“I don’t wanna hurt her. She’s just… being a huge pain in the ass.”

“More than before?”

“She’s better now.”

“Because of you. She was horrible.”

“I know…” Pinkie said as she stood up. “Look, I… think this may have been a bad idea. You can keep the fifty, and…”

Twilight quickly stood up, too. “I-I didn’t mean to upset you,” she apologized. “I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” She gently took her friend’s hand. “We can keep going. If you want. I’ll stay quiet.”

Pinkie looked over her shoulder. “Fine. Sit down.”

Pinkamena slashed the woman’s neck, blood spraying her naked body. As the body collapsed with a thud, Pinkamena let out a sigh and went into the living room. She plopped down on the couch before she’d looked over at the corpse of a man, who was seated next to her.

“Relationships sure do suck, don’t they?” She asked.

She then put in a voice to mimic the cadaver. “But that’s what friends are for.”

“Friends,” she scoffed. “Friends. I admit, Twilight’s pretty great and… caring. The others…”

“What about Fluttershy?”

Pinkie smiled. “Fluttershy. I do feel at peace when I’m with her.” She then let out a sigh as she stood up. “Thanks for the reminder. I have a girlfriend to go sleep with.”

After showering to get the blood off, Pinkamena returned to the living room and dragged the body over to where the woman dropped. She then turned the sink on and plugged the drain so the sink would eventually overflow.

Once she was finished, she crept out the back window and snuck through some bushes until she came out on the sidewalk. Her car was parked nearby. Getting in, she drove back to the university.

After making her way back to the school, she made a direct route to Fluttershy’s room. She rapidly knocked until the door opened, revealing a sleepy Fluttershy.

“Pinkie?” She asked. “What are you…”

Without hesitation, Pinkie grabbed her cheeks and kissed her deeply. Fluttershy was surprised at first but returned the kiss. Pinkie then backed her up and kicked the door shut.

Care For A Dip?

Pinkamena stepped out onto the stage to a cheering crowd of perverts made up of mostly males, and some females. She wore a black bra that covered her D-cups and thin black panties. There was a pink spotlight on her as she walked up to the pole at center stage and began to dance and twirl around it. She even pretended it was a cock and gave it a boobjob. The crowd went wild when her breasts became exposed as they tossed money up on stage. She scanned the crowd and found a man at the front with short blonde hair and glasses. She smiled at him and got on all fours before she made her way to the edge of the stage. When she was close enough, she pulled him into her cleavage, making the crowd go wild. The man let out a muffled yell of enjoyment before the woman stood up and blew the crowd a kiss. When her routine was over, she gathered the money on stage and left out the back curtain.

Inside the changing room, she counted her money and went to gather her clothes, which she had left on a stool. "Fuckin' pervs," she said with a grin as she slipped the money into her pants pocket.

As she got dressed, one of the other strippers came up to her. She had long red-and-yellow hair and was wearing a black bra over her D-cups and black panties similar to Pinkamena's.

"Nice work out there," the woman complimented.

"Thanks, Sunset," Pinkamena said as she pulled her black tank top over her bare chest. She then grabbed her shorts and slipped them on. "You up next?"

"Ginger's up next," Sunset replied, pointing behind her with her right thumb.

"Well... see you at school," Pinkamena said as she finished putting her shoes on and walked away.

Sunset put her left fist on her hip and gave Pinkie a wave with her right hand. "See ya."

Pinkamena left out the back door and lit up a cigarette. When she left the back alley and entered the parking lot, she saw the man she smothered earlier with her boobs. She pinched the cig between her fingers and pulled it out before she blew a puff of smoke. As she did, the man looked over and spotted her. He closed his car door and waved at her. Pinkie smirked and waved back. Instead of heading to her own car, she made her way over to him.

"Hey," she greeted. "Got your fill of tits already?"

The man chuckled. "Well, I got more than I thought I would."

"I bet," Pinkie said before she returned the cig to her mouth. "Going home?"

The man nodded. "Gotta get up early tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Pinkie hummed as she eyed him up and down, even reaching her hand out to feel his arm. She then took the cig out again. "Not too early, I hope?"

The puzzled man tilted his head, before he understood. "Oh. Oh, you wanna..."

Pinkie nodded. "What's your name, anyway?"

"Birch," the man replied.

"Well, Birch. I'll hop in my car, and you follow. I know the best spot for some fun."

Birch smiled and nodded. "You got it."

The woman gave him a wink before she made her way over to her rather sporty-looking dark pink car. When she got in and drove out of the parking lot, she made sure to go slow enough to allow the man to follow. Keeping him in her rearview, she led him down the road and out of town to a dense-looking forest. She soon arrived at the spot she wanted and parked on the side of the road. The road they were on had trees on both sides hanging over and forming a canopy of leaves. The man parked beside her, and they both got out.

"This the place?" The man asked, confused.

"Not here, silly," Pinkie cooed, before she made her way into the forest. "There's a clearing further in by a big pond."

"Alright," Birch muttered as he pushed passed branches and tripped over rocks. After what felt like forever, he emerged into a clearing and saw the woman disrobing by the water's edge. "Oh, boy," he said as she went over and started to undress himself.

Pinkamena stood up, fully naked, and looked back at him. "Care for a dip?" She asked as she walked into the pond. The water went up just passed her but, leaving her chest exposed when she turned to face him.

Birch quickly made his way in and waded over to her. "It's cold," he chuckled.

"I'll warm you up," the woman cooed as she pressed her body against his and kissed him on the lips.

The man kissed back, their tongues playing around for a few seconds before the woman slid down to her knees and began to service the man. Her mouth slid back and forth on the shaft, her tongue licking at the tip while she reached between her legs to rub her crotch. Since she had the stallions cock lifted above the water, she didn't need to hold her breath. She soon finished and stood up, massaging the erection with her left hand.

"Your turn," she cooed. "Lick me... and then we can fuck."

The man smiled and nodded before he quickly dropped to his knees. He went in to lick at her pussy, his mouth and nose now submerged underwater. Pinkamena looked down at him with moans as she felt his tongue inside her. Her breathing intensified as her tongue hung from her mouth. She then grabbed his head and held it against her crotch. The man didn't seem to mind until he needed air. When he couldn't move, he began to splash and grab at her wrists. But the woman was stronger. She just held him under and rubbed her pussy against his face.

"Just like that!" She moaned out. "JUST LIKE THAT!!!"

When she felt him go limp, she came hard. Shuddering, she held the man's face against her crotch for a few more seconds before she let go. She then knelt down and grabbed his right foot with both hands and pressed her knee against his right leg. She then quickly twisted the foot until there was a sickening snap. Letting go of the limp foot, she grabbed his head and slammed it against the rocks at the bottom of the pond a few times. She then stood up and made her way out of the pond, sitting down nearby while she waited for her skin to dry.

Pinkamena parked her car in the lot near her college dorm and turned the engine off. She then reached into her pants to feel her wet crotch. She knew she needed sex that didn't end with her partner dying. She knew she needed an experience that lasted more than a couple minutes. She sighed in irritation and left her car to make her way inside her dorm building.

Once she was inside, she made her way to the second floor where her room was. On in her room, she flopped onto her bed and began to furiously rub herself. Her moans were apparently loud enough to get the attention of her neighbor. A knock soon interrupted her and she let out a groan.

"Who is it?!" She yelled. "I'm in the middle of something!"

"Maybe I can help," a familiar voice cooed.

Pinkie sat up and narrowed her eyes. She then got up and made her way over to her door and opened it, seeing Sunset Shimmer standing there. "Sunset?"

Without saying anything, the woman stepped up to her sexually frustrated friend and kissed her on the lips. She then backed her up into her room before she used her foot to close the door behind her.

Pinkamena lay on her back in her bed with Sunset sitting on the egde, about to put her shirt back on. "Do you have to leave so soon?" Pinkie asked. "I could go for a third round."

Sunset chuckled. "I'm just helping a friend. And co-worker," she added with a wink. "But I'm down with you helping out. I just have an early class tomorrow."

"Right. Gym."

"Fitness Class," Sunset corrected. "And yes."

"Well, you certainly need your energy for that."

"True that," Sunset chuckled as she playfully punched her friend's thigh. "How do you stay so fit?"

Pinkie smirked. "I stay active. And I run a lot."

"Whatever you're doing, it's working," Sunset said as she stood up to put her sweatpants back on. Pinkie reeled back and slapped the girl hard on the ass. "Hey!" Sunset chuckled. "Fun's over, girl." She pulled her shorts up and turned to give her friend a quick kiss on the lips. "Sleep well. And see ya tomorrow."

Pinkamena watched Sunset leave and sighed before she pulled the covers back up and went to sleep.

Anniversary Gift

That night, Pinkamena sat down at a stool in the changing room of the night club. Sunset took the stool behind her, both only in black bras and panties. The red-and-yellow-haired woman watched as Ginger Snap, an ebony woman with short black hair and B-cups made her way out onto the stage.

"We're next," Sunset said. "I spoke with the manager, and we're all set. We do our show together and then we can take our friends out back for free."

"Good," Pinkie said as she stared at herself in the mirror.

Sunset eyed her and reached out, placing her hand on the woman's shoulder. "Excited?"

The pink-haired woman nodded. "Very."

Rainbow parked her car and looked over at Twilight. "Ready?"

Both were wearing super casual clothes. Rainbow wore a cyan tube top and cyan shorts while Twilight had a sleeveless white shirt and purple shorts that ended just above her knees. Twilight shot her girlfriend a smile and nodded. Both then left the car and made their way inside the club. The second they entered, they were hit with the loud bass of the DJ and the smell of sweat.

"This is definitely a night club," Rainbow said with a smile, both her and Twilight's eyes falling on the stage.

On it was Ginger, dancing and rubbing her small breasts as the crowd cheered. Twilight blushed and felt her face heat up. She then noticed Rainbow was smirking at her. The rainbow-haired woman took her lover by the hand and led her further in. As they neared the crowd by the stage, Ginger Snap collected the money the onlookers had tossed at her and left. The DJ then announced the next show; a duet with Phoenix and Bloody Mary. Twilight and Dashie eyed each other, both having a pretty good idea who those were.

Confirming their suspicion, Pinkamena and Sunset Shimmer walked out onto the stage, their eyes quickly falling on their two friends in the crowd. Sunset smiled as she and Pinkie went over to the pole and started by pressing their tits together, the pole sandwiched in between as they pretended it was a cock. Pinkie even ran her tongue up the metallic shaft, her eyes staying on Twilight. The purple-haired woman blushed even harder.

"Oh, wow," Twi muttered.

Rainbow chuckled. "Wow is right."

The two dancers continued their routine before they removed their bras. This made Twilight's eyes go wide as she stared at her friends' topless bodies. Pinkie raised her arms above her head as Sunset slipped in behind her and ran her hands up and down her friend's waist and stomach.

"Those two seem pretty comfortable with each other," Rainbow pointed out as she crossed her arms. "They'd make a pretty good couple, don't you think?"

"M-Most definitely," Twilight stammered as she twirled a strand of hair with her finger.

Pinkie and Sunset finished their routine by grabbing each other's ass and kissing deeply. The crowd cheered like mad as more money rained down on the stage. The two collected their winnings and left the stage as Rainbow looked at Twilight. The nervous woman's face was beet red as she eyed her girlfriend.

"Want that show?" Rainbow asked.

Twilight hesitated... but nodded.

Twilight and Rainbow found themselves seated on a comfy couch in a room with red carpeting and wallpaper. They didn't have to wait long for their dancers to arrive. The door opened and Pinkie and Sunset stepped in. Sunset smiled at them as she closed and locked the door.

"So, who gets who?" Dash asked.

"I want the nerd," Pinkamena cooed as she walked up to Twilight, making the bookworm swallow nervously.

Sunset chuckled and straddled Rainbow's lap. "Guess that means I get you."

Pinkie began to move her hips before she turned and stuck her ass out near Twilight's face. "Feel free to touch."

Sunset removed her bra before she placed her hands on Rainbow's shoulders and let her tits hang as she shook them. "Same goes for you."

Twilight and Rainbow eyed each other as the rainbow-haired woman shrugged. Twilight gave a light shrug in response. Rainbow then returned her attention to Sunset and reached out to hold her waist. Twilight reached out with her right hand to feel Pinkamena's right cheek.

"Th... This feels weird," Twilight muttered.

"It's not sex," Pinkie pointed out before she pulled off her top and straddled Twilight's lap. "You aren't cheating on each other."

"She's right," Rainbow said as she moved her hands up to cup her friend's dangling tits. "I'll show you what sex is when we get back."

"Sounds like you're in for a wild night," Pinkie cooed as she leaned in close to Twilight's ear. "Hope you're prepared."

Twilight shuddered and reached around to feel her friend's back. "This still feels intimate."

"Generally, we wouldn't be this close," Sunset admitted. "But you two are our friends. So, we don't mind."

Pinkie got up briefly to turn around and sit back down in Twilight's lap. She leaned back so her right shoulder was underneath the nerdy woman's chin. The performer then began to rub her own tits. "I honestly wouldn't mind doing this for you two in your dorms."

"Same," Sunset agreed. "It's exhilarating." She then stood up and placed her bare left foot on the couch beside Rainbow Dash and began to wave her crotch near her athletic woman's face. "You two should try it. Dashie's fit body. Twilight's big tits. I'm sure you two could have fun with it."

"Oh, we won't perform for crowds like you two," Dash chuckled, her eyes on Sunset's crotch.

"Then for each other," Sunset cooed. "Or us."

"That sounds like fun," Pinkie chimed in as she reached back with her right hand to rub Twilight's beet red cheek.

"I-I think I'll p-pass," Twilight stammered as she felt warm between the legs.

"Something wrong? Are you getting turned on?"

"What?!" Twilight squeaked.

Pinkamena chuckled and looked at Sunset. "I may have overdone it."

Rainbow reached her left hand out to gently rub Twilight's waist. "Relax. This is just for fun. If you're really turned on, then save that energy for later."

Twilight nodded and gently rested her hands on Pinkie's waist. When the performer felt the hands on her skin, she gently took Twilight's wrists and brought her hands up to her breasts. The shy woman shuddered again as Pinkamena raised her own arms above her head with a moan. Twilight let out a squeak as her hands suddenly gripped the bare breasts. Pinkie, Sunset, and Rainbow all looked at her.

"Did you..." Rainbow began.

Twilight just sat there, her face buried in Pinkie's back as her hold on the tits tightened.

"She did," Pinkie chuckled.

"It's okay, Twilight," Rainbow assured her. "I'm getting turned on, too. That's the point."

"Plus, it's hot," Sunset added.

Twilight sniffled a little. "B-But I'm... wet now," she muttered, embarrassed.

"That's why you shouldn't wear panties to night clubs," Pinkie pointed out. "Just let the juices flow instead of keeping them trapped." She then slipped her panties down around her ankles.

When Twilight felt the woman moving around, she looked over her shoulder and gasped. "Pinkie! What are you..."

"Just relax," Pinkie cooed before she leaned back against Twilight again. Without saying anything, she began to rub her pussy.

While Pinkamena moaned in pleasure, Sunset smiled and slipped her fingers inside her panties and began to rub herself in front of Rainbow. Both lovebirds stared at their performer as they fingered and rubbed themselves in their laps. When they both reached an orgasm, Pinkie ended up squirting while Sunset's juices stained her panties. Pinkamena sighed heavily and looked over her shoulder at Twilight. She gave her a wink before sticking her fingers in her own mouth and licking the juices off. Twilight just stared before she looked over at Rainbow Dash.

"I think we need to..." she began.

Rainbow nodded. "I feel it, too."

"Gonna go back and have some fun together?" Sunset asked as she stood up, the juices escaping her panties and running down her legs.

Rainbow got up and nodded. "This sure was something else. But I think my girlfriend and I need to finish together."

"Fair enough," Pinkie sighed as she got to her feet. "You two go have fun."

Twilight quickly stood up and took Rainbow's hand. "This really was... fun," she admitted with a light chuckle. "I just... need time to get used to it."

"Understood," Sunset cooed before she unlocked the door and opened it. "See you at school tomorrow." Rainbow gave her a nod before she and Twilight left. Sunset then closed the door and looked at Pinkie. "I think that went well."

The pink-haired woman nodded. "I haven't squirted like that in a while."

"Speaking of..." Sunset began before she got to her knees in front of her friend. Without hesitation, she began to lick the woman's crotch clean.

When Twilight and Rainbow arrived back in their dorm room, Rainbow sat Twilight down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Twilight quickly slid out of her shorts and panties before she laid on her back. Rainbow then got to work licking her clean. The bookworm closed her eyes and rested her arms above her head, moaning contently.

Something’s Up With Pinkie

The next day, Pinkamena opened her eyes with a sigh. Fluttershy was still asleep beside her, her arm draped over the stripper’s chest. After expertly wiggling herself free, Pinkie stood up and looked down at the sleeping student.

“What are you doing, Pinkie?” She asked herself as she went to get redressed in her goth dress. As she finished, she heard a yawn from the bed.

“Morning, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said tiredly. “You’re always on the move, aren’t you?”

Pinkamena smiled and turned to her. “I just wanna get some real clothes from my room and then I’ll meet you in the shower?”

Fluttershy smiled and nodded. “Okay.”

Pinkie took one more second to look over the angelic form of her closest friend before she left the room. When she arrived back at her room, Gilda was rubbing her forehead.

“Fuck,” she groaned. “What happened?”

“You stayed up late to watch me dance and then passed out,” Pinkie lied as she went to her wardrobe.

She pulled out a black sleeveless top that left her shoulders and the base of her neck bare. In addition, she grabbed a pair of black shorts. She then closed the wardrobe and headed for the door. She heard Gilda fall back on the bed with a groan.

“See ya, G,” Pinkie said, before she left.

Pinkie slammed her hands against the wall of the shower with a frustrated grunt just as she heard the changing room door open. There was some light rustling before the shower curtain opened. Soon after, she felt hands on her back.

“You okay?” Fluttershy asked. “You seemed… frustrated when you walked in here.”

Pinkie sighed and turned around. “Just a… lot on my mind.” She reached out and took her friend by the hips and stepped up to her. “But you always make it better.”

Fluttershy smiled. “Turn around. Let me wash your back.”

Pinkie sighed and turned around before she placed her hands on the shower wall. She soon felt the bar of soap, with her friend’s fingers, rub her back.

“You’re so tense,” Shy cooed softly. “You need to relax.”

“There’s just… a lot happening right now, but… this is nice.”

Fluttershy blushed and brushed Pinkie’s hair over the right shoulder. “So, that new look of yours?”

“The black dress and makeup?”

“Yes. Um… Do you think I’d look good in that?”

Pinkamena smirked and let out a soft, brief chuckle. “Oh, I’m sure you’d look amazing in it.”

“I wouldn’t mind trying it out for a day.”

“We’d need to get you some clothes. I’m sure Rarity could help.” Pinkie then felt her friends finish with the soap. She then turned back around and pulled Fluttershy close so their chests pressed together. “I can help with the rest.”

They then leaned in for another kiss, this one lasting longer with way more tongue.

Later…

Pinkamena sat down at the picnic table with the rest of her friends and let out a deep sigh. "Are you okay, dear?" Rarity asked.

Pinkie sighed again. "Last night. I saw Sunset at the club."

"Sunset?" AJ asked.

Pinkie nodded. "Mmm... She's feeling left out. And she's... disappointed that I spend more time with you all than her."

"I see..."

"I promised I'd spend more time with her but..."

"Hey," Cloudchaser greeted as she walked up and patted Pinkie's shoulder. "Great show last night."

"You went to go see her?" Rainbow asked.

"Of course. It was magical."

Pinkie looked up at her, but then noticed someone standing by a nearby tree; Sunset. Pinkie suddenly stood up and went to go say something, but was stopped by Gilda.

“Hey, Pinks.”

“Gilda. Need something? I’m in a bit of a…”

“I was just… Well, I saw you with your friends over there and… I was wondering…”

“If they’d let you hang out? That’s up to them. Right now, I gotta…” Pinkamena trailed off as she ran after Sunset.

She was a ways away but Pinkie could clearly see that the red-and-yellow-haired student was upset. Sunset then turned a corner and disappeared on the other side of the building. Pinkie rounded the corner, too, but Sunset was already gone.

Gilda had followed and was about to say something, when Pinkie let out a yell and spun around, smashing her fist into the brick wall. “Oh, shit,” Gilda muttered. “You… okay?”

Pinkie pulled her fist back to look at her knuckles. They were scraped up and bleeding. “I have to go,” she said, before immediately walking off.

Gilda took a step forward to try and stop her, but ultimately decided against it. As she stood there, watching her new friend walk off, Twilight approached her.

“What was that?” The bookworm asked.

Gilda shrugged. “I’m not sure.” She then looked over at Twilight. “Hey, can I hang out with you?”

Twilight simply raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. “Gonna call me four-eyes again? It’s not a very good burn, ya know?”

“Hey, I’m… trying here.”

Twilight nodded. “Okay. Come on.”

Even Later…

Twilight arched her back with a moan and gripped the sheets as Rainbow licked at her pussy. The athlete reached up to grip the bookworm’s breasts before she performed her grand finale. Twilight let out a squeak as some juices squirted Dash in the face. The athlete chuckled and pulled back, licking her lips.

“Like that?” She asked.

Twilight nodded as she breathed heavily. She then sat up as Rainbow did the same, both bodies glistening a little with sweat. Rainbow then crawled forward and kissed her girlfriend on the lips. Twilight kissed back before she suddenly stopped.

“What’s wrong?” Rainbow asked, concerned.

Twilight sighed. “Pinkie just seems… a little on edge about something. Remember how scary she was when she stood up to Sunset?”

Dash chuckled softly. “Yeah, I remember.”

“I wanna check on her. Make sure she’s okay.”

Rainbow smiled softly. “Right now, she’s probably at her job.”

“I’ll just ride my bike over and say hi.”

“Maybe get a lap dance?” Dash asked with a wink.

“What?” Twilight gasped with a blush. “No, I just…”

“I’m teasing,” Rainbow giggled, before she playfully bumped her girl with her elbow. “But while you’re there, feel free to have fun. Enjoy yourself.”

Twilight rolled her eyes, gave Dashie a quick kiss before going to get dressed.