One Day at a Time

“So,” Rainbow said, eyeing the palace room’s setup from where she hovered. “It’s a race?”

“An endurance test, to be exact,” Twilight said, not looking up from the small remote she was holding in her hooves. “But instead of seeing who finishes first—”

“We’re seeing who finishes last,” Rainbow finished with a chuckle. “Yeah, I get it. Okay. And these are…”

“It’s called a sybian,” Fluttershy explained, and Twilight shot her a look. Twilight had been about to launch into some longer explanation, but Fluttershy was feeling impatient.

Parts of her were feeling impatient.

“It’s a sex toy, Rainbow. You spread your legs and sit in the… the saddle. And then it vibrates. Against your, um.”

“Oho,” Rainbow said, peering a little closer at the toys. Her hover was a little erratic, perhaps from the difficulty she was having keeping her wingbeats steady. Fear? Or anticipation?

“A sybian,” Twilight began, her tone taking on the lecturing cadence that had Fluttershy hiding a smile behind a hoof, “is often at the center of BDSM games, restraining the submissive and then subjecting them to all sorts of pleasurable torment. Or it is popular for solo use. These models are top-of-the-line, and can come with all sorts of attachments.”

“Attachments?” Rainbow’s eyes darted to Twilight’s, then back to the toys.

“Yes,” Twilight continued, her own amusement curling her lips up in a smile at the curiosity and eagerness evident in Rainbow’s expression. “Mimicking many different species. Pony, minotaur, dragon, zebra. Even kirin.”

“Wait, kirin dicks are—”

Fluttershy cleared her throat, and both of them flushed red.

“We’re getting off topic,” Twilight admitted in a sheepish tone. “Regardless, today’s challenge won’t be using any attachments.” Rainbow’s expression actually fell, drooping with her ears and tail. It was enough for Fluttershy to giggle, and Rainbow shot her a look.

“I want to focus on one thing at a time,” Fluttershy explained. “And today’s kink is competition.”

“Right, you said that when you invited me…” Rainbow said, sounding rather distracted, her eyes unfocused. Fluttershy watched her closely, watched the way her tail twitched, her hooves wiggled, and watched the way she kept glancing between the sybians. “Okay. So what’s the stakes?”

“Stakes?” Fluttershy asked. “No, this is just a friendly competition. There doesn’t need to be—”

“Nothing drastic. Just…keeping with the theme.” Suddenly a wicked grin replaced the slightly dazed look on her face. “A little bet. If I win, both of you gotta… gotta dress up for me.”

“Me?” Twilight reared back. “I’m just the referee here.”

“So you’re just gonna sit there and clop off while Fluttershy and I have fun?” Rainbow snorted. “Nah. You can play too.”

“As a prize?”

“Why not? And if Fluttershy wins,” the overconfidence in her tone suggested the impossibility of that, “we both dress up for her.”

Twilight opened her mouth, then closed it again. She didn’t seem to have a good answer for that.

“I’d be okay with that,” Fluttershy said softly. “But only if you are.”

Twilight considered. “What kind of dressing up?”

“A costume. Something I’m gonna pick,” Rainbow said subtly, as she finally landed right next to one of the sybians. “And you gotta wear it for… an entire evening. Both of you.” Her eyes were already alight with imagination.

“And if I win, you both wear a costume of my choice?” Fluttershy said. Rainbow snorted.

“Yeah, if you win.”

“And I lose either way,” Twilight muttered.

“Very well. As long as there’ll be cuddles too, I’m okay with it.” She watched Twilight. “Are you?”

At the prospect of cuddles, Twilight’s objections seemed to die in a speculative hum. Finally she nodded.

“Okay then! Fire up the sex machines!” Rainbow crowed, springing into the air and spreading her hindhooves. Slightly more carefully she lowered herself onto the sybian’s saddle with a hum of her own.

“Just a moment,” Twilight warned. “Since your wings won’t be tied and you won’t be restrained, I’ve cast a spell on both of the toys. You have to maintain constant pressure from your hips and your vulva, or else the spell triggers and you forfeit.”

Rainbow gulps. “That means—”

“Yes. A loss.” She tapped her hoof on the remote she was holding. “Mount up, Fluttershy. We’re ready to start.”

Fluttershy lifted herself onto the sybian, wings fluttering to position herself gently with the toy between her hind hooves. The saddle had a gentle ridge in the middle, soft, semi-flexible plastic rubbing up against her marehood. She felt the slickness against the toy; the anticipation, combined with Rainbow’s twist, had left her warm and excited. Unconsciously her tail lashed through the air.

“Rest your whole weight down. If either of you lift up, there will first be a warning tone, like so,” Twilight said, her horn glowing for a moment. The room filled with a soft ding, like a small bell. “If you don’t return your weight to the toy within three seconds, it will count as a loss. Otherwise, the first one to cum loses. Ready?”

“R-ready,” Rainbow grunted, settling herself on the sybian. She was clearly resisting the urge to grind.

Fluttershy understood perfectly, her own nethers hot with need. She had to clench her thighs against the saddle to not grind herself. “Ready,” she whispered.

“Well then on three. One…” Twilight said, then smirked and hit a button on the remote.

Both mares let out a squeak as the toys buzzed to life. Fluttershy’s every nerve lit up with pleasure and her wings flared out. Belatedly she reminded herself not to lift off the sybian. She did fall forward, resting her forehooves on the front of the sybian. A moan slipped out of her slacked jaw.

“W-woah,” Rainbow breathed, her own wings twitching. She tried to sit upright, but after a few seconds she leaned forward and rested her own forehooves on the sybian, just like Fluttershy. “Woah! Th-that’s…that’s wow.”

Fluttershy giggled at her inarticulate friend, but the sensation of the toy buzzing against her made it hard to think. The sensation filled her mind, sweeping away each thought before she could articulate it.

Her hips moved before she could stop herself, and she let out a loud sigh as her clit rubbed against the soft plastic. Every nerve was on fire, and the heat, the need, in her marehood only blazed hotter.

“Heh,” Rainbow managed. “Gonna win this s-so fast.” Her own hips twitched, and Fluttershy watched, entranced, as Rainbow’s tail lashed back and forth. “Can’t even h-h-ha help yourself, can you?” She moved herself, her own hips sliding a little. Rainbow was grinding herself.

“Oh? A-and you can?” Fluttershy shot back. She wasn’t that good at trash talk, she knew. “Y-you’re struggling j-just as much as I am.”

She had to find a way to distract herself, to hold off. Fluttershy could feel herself building to a climax. Every single wiggle, every breath, and every twitch rubbed her soaked cunt against the sybian. And every single rub sent a pulse of delightful friction up her spine.

If it kept up, Rainbow would be right. She’d win in a heartbeat.

She tried to focus her gaze, looking up at Twilight. That perhaps was a mistake.

In her current mood, Fluttershy saw Twilight through a haze of her lust. Twilight’s lips were parted, and every so often her tongue snuck out to wet them. She was sitting on her haunches and leaning back, with one hoof on the remote, and a second resting on her stomach… or perhaps hovering. Her pose meant Fluttershy could see Twilight’s own marehood; the fur around it glistening and wet. As she stared, it winked, and Twilight visibly shivered.

Fluttershy’s mouth went dry, and her breath started to come in little squeaking pants. Subconsciously, trying to relieve herself of the pressure that was swiftly careening her towards a loss, she fluttered her wings…only to hear the solid ‘ding’ of Twilight’s spell.

Rainbow’s eyes shot open, and her flushed face split in a grin. Fluttershy quickly furled her wings, but the motion ground her even more solidly against the buzzing sybian. A long, low moan slipped out of her lips, and Rainbow laughed.

“A-any second now. I c-can’t wait. Maid uniforms for both of you. W-with no panties. Wait! Cutout panties. Red lace.”

Rainbow groaned, and suddenly Fluttershy saw her path to victory.

“R-red lace?” she asked, desperately trying not to think about the images created. “S-sounds like something you’ve thought about before. F-fantasies?”

“Wh-what are you talking about?” Rainbow shot back.

“You fantasize about T-twilight and m-me. In m-maid uniforms. Wh-what are we d-doing in m-maid uniforms?”

Rainbow’s eyes shot wide, and she licked her lips before snapping her muzzle shut. But Fluttershy was onto something.

“You d-don’t wanna tell me?” Fluttershy said, pausing to bite her lip when the vibrations seemed to catch her just right. She had to work quickly. “Fine. I’ll guess. Twilight and I, in f-f-frilly little uniforms, waiting on you hoof to hoof. D-do we feed you grapes by h-hoof? O-or maybe massages? D-do you make us wear c-collars? O-or maybe if we spill a drink, you pull up our little skirts, raise your hoof, and—”

“AahaaaaaAAAAAAHHH!” Rainbow howled, grinding her hips against the sybian as she came hard enough that her eyes rolled back. Her wings fluttered impotently as her forehooves clung to the toy for as much leverage as she could. Fluttershy couldn’t see too much, but the sybian was drenched with mare juices.

“Fl-fluttershy wins,” Twilight groaned out. Fluttershy looked her way. The waiting hoof had finally made its way down to Twilight’s marehood and was rubbing away. “Oh Celestia this is hot.” The remote was on the floor, forgotten. Flushed, Twilight looked around. “Here, let me…”

“Leave it on,” Rainbow whispered. Fluttershy stared, grinding against the sybian as Rainbow flew over. “Heh. Well played, Flutters. Guess you won.”

She really had gotten better about being a good sport recently. Now maybe they could…

Rainbow leaned forward, her forehooves on Fluttershy’s hips, and pressed the mare down on the sybian firmly enough that Fluttershy let out a cry of pleasure…only for it to be suddenly silenced by Rainbow’s own lips and tongue. She howled out her own orgasm into Rainbow’s own mouth, wings fluttering as she humped the sybian for all she was worth. When she could control her wings she wrapped them around Rainbow, lips and tongues dancing as the two mares panted and gasped.

Fluttershy never even noticed when Twilight turned off the vibrations.

In the end, Rainbow’s ideas had been quite convincing.

“Will that be all, Mistress?”

Twilight took to her role with her usual determination. She bowed low in front of Fluttershy’s chair, with her tail flagged high behind her. Fluttershy knew that she’d be fully exposed, her marehood and ponut framed beautifully by the very red lace peekaboo panties that Rainbow had inspired.

“Y-yeah. W-will it?” Rainbow stammered. “M-mistress?”

She was similarly positioned, and Fluttershy took a moment to admire the way the frilly black skirts rode up on her shapely maids’ rumps. She especially liked the stammer in Rainbow’s voice…probably a result of the other toys Twilight had acquired, now stuffed nicely inside her misbehaving maid.

“I believe,” Fluttershy said, trying to sound as regal as she could. “that I was promised cuddles for my victory.”

They were in Twilight’s bedroom, and Fluttershy was reclining on a fainting couch. On a bedside table were a pile of sweets, as well as a remote that Rainbow’s eyes kept darting to.

“With pleasure, Mistress,” Twilight said with a grin, climbing into the bed. With hind hooves shaking, Rainbow took the other side. With wing and hoof Fluttershy pulled them both against her, reveling in the sensation of both fur and satin against her own.

Maybe Rainbow Dash was onto something. Winning was amazing.