“Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me!” announced a raspy voice from up above, breaking the cuddlers from their happy trance. A second later, a blue blur bulleted past the pair, made a loop de loop, and came back to land nearby. Rainbow Dash flipped her mane to the side before addressing the most pressing issue. “Did I hear right? Dusk has no endurance?”

“Huh, wazat?” Dusk asked, frantically shaking awake. “Is Rainbow Dash out there?”

“Yeah, I’m here, and I’m not happy,” the pegasus informed. “I was just flying around, minding my own business, when—”

“You decided ta spy on us?” AJ accused, still cozied up to Barbara.

Rainbow scoffed and waved dismissively. “Pfft. It’s not spying when you’re dating. Anyway, I saw AJ jumping the line to claim Dusk’s first swallow. Mad respect, by the way. I’d have totally done the same if I had the chance, but still, fuck you.”

“Fuck you, too,” AJ cordially replied, hooves still cradling her stomach.

“Anyway, that was hot as balls, but then you go and ruin it by saying, Dusk, my Dusk, out of all things, is a one-pump-chump? Why am I just now hearing about this!?”

“Uh, it wasn’t obvious?” AJ questioned. “Didn’t ya notice he only lasts one ‘r two rounds before he konks out?”

“No!” Rainbow Dash indignantly denied. “Because I’ve been too busy being a good girlfriend and taking care of all my other girlfriends, so we all have a good time, so I never noticed I only get one good stallion fuck per sex.”

“Isn’t that normal?” Barb asked, looking between the mares. “I thought a stallion lasting for three rounds was supposed to be a major accomplishment.”

“Yeah, for regular stallions, but not my stallion,” Rainbow corrected. “Dusk is a national hero who daringly revived an ancient power to face a shadow monster. Shouldn’t that, like, get rewarded with an extra long-lasting cock?”

“Uh… no, and this conversation is making me feel very uncomfortable,” Dusk admitted, his voice slightly muffled from within the orange belly.

“Don’t worry, dude. I don’t blame you. In fact, as your mare, it’s on me to make you the best you can be!” Rainbow proclaimed, striking a heroic pose as though she expected flags to fly in the background.

“First of all, Dusk ain’t your stallion. He’s our stallion,” AJ corrected. “And second, Ah agree with the rest, but yer makin’ a mountain out of a molehill, sugar cube.”

“Wait, how is she right?” Dusk asked.

“Look, darlin’, yer cute ‘n Ah love ya, but let’s be real. You’ve got five girlfriends ‘n a horny dragon all vyin’ fer yer li’l cock. Now, we’re fine with gettin’ off with each other. Like Rainbow said, that’s jus’ what it means ta be a good girlfriend. But a stallion needs ta be able ta satisfy at least half his mares each session.”

“What? That wasn’t an issue before.”

“Yeah, cuz that was a grace period,” AJ said while petting her tummy. “You were a virgin ‘til recently, so we were givin’ ya some time ta ease into things. However, that time’s about over, so we’re gonna have to get you practicin’ on holdin’ out.”

Dusk squirmed and grimaced. “Um, okay. I don’t like the idea that I’m not satisfying you guys, but what’s this training entail?”

“Uh, Dusk, the mares all have wicked-looking smirks,” Barb informed. “Should he be afraid?”

“No, of course not,” Rainbow denied. “We’re just gonna run him through sex exercises until he can last.”

Barb solemnly patted AJ’s stomach. “Sorry, Dusk. It was nice knowing you, but it sounds like they’re going to fuck you to death,” she explained, the corners of her mouth twitching.

“Not funny!”

“It’s a little funny,” Rainbow chuckled. Finally approaching the stallion-filled belly, she pressed her hoof into the pliable flesh, searching until she found the male organ. “Okay, hard again already. That’s better than I thought, but it’s still not good enough. We’re gonna work that little body of yours ‘til—”

“Barb! Would you please tell them my stamina isn’t that bad?” Dusk begged, whimpering as Rainbow toyed with his cock.

“Somethin’ yer not tellin’ us, sugar cube?”

“Don’t listen to him. Dusk is just trying to misdirect you so he doesn’t have to exercise. Go on, fuck him ‘til he can’t move.”

“Barb!”

Barb puttered her draconic lips. “You’re no fun. Ugh, fine. Dusk isn’t actually a one-pump-chump,” she admitted like a scolded child who wasn’t sorry. “His current record is eight times in one go.”

The mares’ jaws hit the ground. “E-eight?”

“B-but what about him passin’ out after only a few rounds?” AJ demanded, earning a shrug from the drake.

“The little guy’s kind of been a nervous wreck since coming to Ponyville. He puts on a good show, but we are way out of his comfort zone, and he’s been working so hard on dealing with the stress that there’s not much left for hanky-panky. Although, good news, he’s getting better. Just a bit more time and TLC, and he’ll be filling you girls like the champ he is.”

“… okay, thank you, but now it feels like you’re going the opposite extreme,” Dusk commented.

“Ugh, there’s just no pleasing some people. You can’t see it, but I’m rolling my eyes.”

Rainbow puttered her lips in disappointment. “Dang it! Well, there go my plans for the week.” She returned her gaze to the orange stomach, easing the pressure off Dusk’s crotch in favor of more gentle strokes. “Barb just promised us eight, and I’m gonna hold you to that. Get me?”

“Can we please talk about something else?” Dusk begged. “Oh, Barb, give Dash the ticket.”

“Fine, but only if you promise to let Dash and the others help you,” Barb bargained. “I think I like watching mares treat you like a stallion.”

“Okay, I’m liking where this is going,” Rainbow said with a smirk. “Also, what’s this ticket thing about?” Upon receiving the golden paper and seeing what it was for, the cyan mare shot into the air, cheering at the top of her lungs about how she would finally meet the Wonderbolts. Then, upon returning to the ground, she batted saucy eyelashes at AJ. “So, good on you for getting Dusk’s first, but you think you can throw a mare a bone and let me have his second?”

The earth mare frowned, her hoof joining Rainbow’s in rubbing Dusk’s member through her stomach. “Seriously, darlin’? Ah just got him, like, a few minutes ago. Ah should get him fer at least an hour.”

Barb grinned like a gremlin. “Or—and hear me out on this—but if you want him so bad, you could always go and get him,” she suggested while tenderly stroking AJ’s rump.

Rainbow turned a lascivious grin on the orange mare. “Well, I’m game if you are, hot stuff.”

“Can’t a mare jus’ have some special, one-on-one time with her stallion?” Apple Jack whined. “We can have that kind ‘f fun later, but fer right now, Ah jus’ want a little tender time.”

“Boo. Boo, Apple Jack. Boo,” Rainbow low-key jeered. “I’d eat you if you wanted to join him in me.”

“Same,” agreed Barbara, running her chin atop the earth mare’s orange rum.

“Okay, first of all, that don’t mean nothin’ comin’ from you.” AJ pointed accusingly at Barbara. “Yer big enough ta swallow all six ‘f us if ya wanted.”

“Never done that many at once, but I’m willing to try.”

“‘N second, which is technically the first, Ah said Ah want some personal time, so Ah’m gettin’ mah personal time, dammit!” AJ stomped her hoof for emphasis.

“Hey, can I get a say?” Dusk asked, shifting his body in the hot, moist chamber as the outside hooves continued molesting him. “Also, can you stop that so I can think?”

“Sorry, darlin’. Yer right. Ya’ll get a say, too,” AJ agreed, pushing Rainbow’s hoof away.

“Tell me you want to keep the fun train rolling,” Rainbow pleaded.

“Rainbow, as soon as I’m out of Apple Jack, I promise you’ll be next,” Dusk assured. “You’re right that I’m dating all of you, so I should make time for all of you to… have… me,” he reluctantly admitted. “I’m still not sure how I feel about being passed around like a piece of meat, but—”

“Delicious meat, so sweet you might as well be candy,” Rainbow interrupted, licking her lips.

“Rainbow just licked her lips,” Barb informed.

“Thank you, Barb. That was very useful,” Dusk sarcastically replied.

“Happy to help.”

“But Apple Jack’s also right. This is my first time in a mare who isn’t family, and that’s something special we should… savor?”

“Oh, that’s a good one. Go with that,” Barb encouraged.

Rainbow whickered in annoyance. “Ugh, fine. I’ll leave you two to your lovey-dovey whatevers, but don’t forget that—”

“Yer next, darlin’,” AJ assured. “Don’t worry, sugar cube. Element ‘f Honesty, remember? Ah’m pretty sure I’m magically bound ta keep mah word. Even if Ah weren’t, it’s still the right thing ta do.”

“Holding you to it, sweet stuff,” Rainbow said before taking off, leaving the others in her dust.

A long silence followed as the mare and drake stared at one another, unsure of what to say.

“So, lovey-dovey whatevers?” Dusk curiously questioned. “Don’t I just, um, sit here while you do stuff?”

“Usually, yeah. Ah’ve got some more apples ta pick. Maybe Ah’ll send a couple yer way. Then again, we could deliver those tickets. Ah’m sure the others’ll be mighty pleased ta get the good news.”

“And it’ll give you a chance to show off,” Barb observed.

“You can do somethin’ fer more ‘an one reason,” Apple Jack defended. Her hoof returned to stroking her stomach, simply loving the feeling of Dusk finally inside her, rather than seeking to frustrate his cock. “Ah jus’ gotta let Big Mac know what Ah’m doin’, ‘n we’ll set off.” The earth mare then inhaled for almost ten whole seconds before unleashing a thunderous yell that echoed across the orchard. “AH’M HEADIN’ INTO TOWN, BIG MAC!”

“GOT IT!” came the reply from the barn.

Barb stuck a clawed finger in her ear hole until the ringing stopped. “Yikes, the lungs on this one.”

“What?” Dusk called, his ears also ringing despite the flesh walls muffling the worst of AJ’s volume.

“Sorry. Ah fergot you two are still new ‘round here.” Apple Jack chuckled as she led the way down the dirt road toward town. “Mah family’s got a lot ‘f land, so we learn ta be efficient when we talk.”

“I get it, but still, yikes,” Barb said with a chuckle. “I’ve seen drill sergeants who weren’t that loud.”

“Speaking of loud, can we talk about Rainbow Dash for a second?” Dusk inquired.

“Really? Ah go through all the trouble of givin’ ya yer first real swallow, ‘n you wanna talk about other mares?” Apple Jack turned her head in a huff, whipping her mane.

“Yes,” Dusk obliviously answered. “Specifically, the way you and Rainbow spoke, it sounded like you swallowing her to be with me was an option. You two must be close.”

At AJ’s dumbstruck expression, Barb merely whispered, “Yes, he really is that clueless.”

Annoyed, AJ decided to not be mad at her stallion. There’d be time for lessons later. For now, he had a harmless inquiry. “Okay, but try ‘n wiggle, will ya. Ah wanna make this a proper vore.”

Dusk didn’t answer, but merely bucked his hips upward. He then turned until his cock was against the stomach wall and began grinding, edging himself while trying to not cum too soon.

AJ stumbled slightly as her eyes momentarily lidded. “Shoot, that’s good!” she quietly grunted before regaining her composure and shooting the snickering dragon a dirty look. “Ya’ll wanna say somethin’?”

“Nah, I’m good,” Barb assured, still snickering as she walked alongside the smaller female.

Apple Jack sighed. “Whatever. Anyway, Rainbow came ta Ponyville a few years back. Got a job with the weather team almost right away. Ah know she seems lazy, cuz she is, but when she decides ta work, she can knock them clouds out in no time.”

“Ten seconds flat,” Dusk quoted. “I take it you respect her work ethic.”

“Tolerate is probably a better word. Mah farm gets the rain it needs, so Ah can’t complain. Anyway, that’s how we met. Ah caught her loafin’ about when she was supposed ta be settin’ up some rain. We got ta arguin’, so Ah challenged her ta horseshoes. If Ah won, she’d have ta get off her lazy butt ‘n do her job.”

Dusk nodded as he continued grinding himself within the stomach, enjoying how the slippery flesh walls slid against his sensitive member. He’d even found a few rough patches to hold his hooves for added leverage, allowing him to move with more force within the sauna-like environment. Dusk paced himself to keep from getting too dizzy, but the ongoing stimulation made it difficult to hold back. Even the way the stomach walls rubbed his butt and balls had a pleasant tingle. “I see. Was she bitter about losing?”

Apple Jack chuckled. “Actually, it was a tie. No matter how many games we played, neither of us could best the other.”

“But the farm got its rain in the end, right?” Barb asked. “You had to have won eventually.”

“Nope,” AJ proudly declared. “We must’ve gone through ‘bout twenty games. At some point, it stopped bein’ ‘bout the rain. We jus’ wanted ta see who was the best. Also, it was pretty fun.” She laughed. “Finally, it was almost a minute ta quitin’ time fer her, so she called a timeout ‘n set everythin’ where it needed ta be, lickety-split. Course, we couldn’t play with it rainin’, so we agreed ta pick things up later ta finally settle the score.”

“So, did you ever find a winner?” Dusk asked.

“Well, Ah like ta think we’re both winners cuz at the end of the day, we each found a new friend,” Apple Jack answered with wistful romance. “Also, the games are mostly a warmup ta fuckin’ at this point, so it’s hard ta keep score, hehe.” The mare’s laughs slowly morphed into moans as her eyelids fluttered. They’d entered the town boundary, yet Apple Jack found it difficult to focus. Dusk’s rhythmic motions were too intoxicating. Something about his little body rubbing against her stomach walls seemed to satisfy an itch she never realized needed scratching.

“Whoa, there,” Barb cut in, grabbing the mare and altering her trajectory away from a tree. “You alright?”

AJ blinked as though waking up from a dream. “Huh? What happened?”

Barb chuckled. “Dusk, call a doctor. I think you got this mare drunk.”

AJ rapidly shook her head and slapped her cheek. “Ah’m up. Ah’m up! Ah’m awake. It’s all good. Whoa-ho-ho,” she sighed, shivering. “Never felt like that ‘efore.”

“Really? Not even with your brother?” Dusk inquired. “I mean, you have—?”

“Course, Ah vore mah brother,” Apple Jack tiredly asserted. “Ah jus’ let him out ‘f mah butt a few minutes ‘efore you two showed up. It’s just—Ngh!—he never made me feel like this.” Unable to press on, the mare took a break, sitting on her haunches to caress her tender tummy. “Oh, now Ah’m wonderin’ what it might be like ta have ya both inside me.”

“Veto!” Dusk urgently asserted. “I hereby invoke my right to veto!”

“Oh, come on,” Barbara encouraged. “I got a good look at it, and Big Mac’s dick isn’t that big. I’m sure you could—”

“No!”

“Why’s he so squeamish?” AJ asked.

“Dusk asked Celestia about futas once. So, the queen set up a line of royal guards, both mares and stallions, for a demonstration. All Dusk had to do was watch. Five minutes in, and he passed out from shock. Traumatized him for life.”

“Is the queen that big?” Apple Jack asked in awe, mouth slightly agape.

“Not usually. It’s more how brutal she can be,” Barbara corrected, chuckling morbidly. “You’d think she’d want to ease the little guy into things. Instead, she scared the little fella away from dicks, possibly forever.”

“Bummer. Not you, though?”

“Nah. I was a bit bigger than Dusk by then, and already twice as tough. It was a good show, honestly. A shame Celestia had to blow a potentially good thing because she couldn’t keep her libido in check for a few minutes.”

Apple Jack sighed sympathetically as she rubbed her belly, imagining the good times the purple unicorn and her brother could potentially have, especially inside her. “Yeah, shame.”

“Are we talking about futas?” Pinkie chirped as she bounced up to the pair, only to freeze when her eyes landed on the orange belly. “Wait, is that Dusk!?”

AJ smirked, impressed. “Yeah. How could ya tell?”

Pinkie pointed at the dragon. “Why else would Barb be sticking to you like glue with Dusk nowhere in sight?”

“Right, dumb question,” AJ conceded. “Anyway, yeah, we were. Apparently, Celestia traumatized Dusk into bein’ scared ‘f dicks that ain’t his.”

“Aww, that’s so mean,” Pinkie whined. “With two unicorns in our herd, I was hoping at least one would know the futa spell. I mean, what’s even the point of being a unicorn if you can’t use sex magic?”

“Okay, we need to settle a few things,” Dusk asserted. “First, saying unicorns are just for sex is wholly inaccurate and disrespectful.” He had no idea all three ladies snickered at his expense as he continued. “Second, magic to grant someone a penis isn’t sex magic, but body modification, which is an entirely separate branch of—”

“No one but you cares, pal,” Barbara interrupted, yawning up against AJ’s middle so Dusk could hear.

Dusk snorted indignantly. “And thirdly, someone give Pinkie her ticket.”

“Oh, right. Nearly forgot,” AJ said, retrieving the tickets from her saddle bags. “Here ya go.”

Pinkie’s jaw hit the floor upon reading the ticket. “THE GRAND GALLOPING GALLA!” she cheered, jumping around and singing about all the fun she planned to have at the most famous party in the country.

“Goodness, darlings. What’s all the commotion?” Rarity inquired, tuning out Pinkie’s antics as she zeroed in on the orange belly bulge. “Wait, don’t tell me that’s… that’s…”

“No, it’s someone else,” Barbara replied before lightly elbowing AJ’s stomach. “Dusk, tell her you’re someone else.”

“Tell who? Who else is out there?” questioned the encased purple unicorn.

Gasping, Rarity threw herself at AJ, clinging to the swollen stomach like her life depended on it. “Oh, darling! How you positively radiate with beauty. Hmm, such a fine shape; round, but still showing off just enough details, especially where it counts.” She pressed a hoof under the imprint of Dusk’s cock for emphasis. “Yes, and a good tightness, too. I’d say… room for at least a whole other mare in there,” she assessed, her eyes trailing up to meet AJ’s flummoxed expression. “Dearest Apple Jack, would it be too much to ask if I could—?”

“Sorry, Rars. Already promised Rainbow Dash next.”

“Oh foey,” Rarity pouted, still clinging to the earth mare’s stomach. “Still, Dusk, this is a big step for you, yes? I’m so proud,” she cooed while lovingly nuzzling her cheek to the stretched skin and its contents.

“Ngh! Th-that feels e-even better!” Dusk moaned as the flesh walls embraced him more tightly while Rarity’s hoof paid special attention to his tender bits. “Ngh! Er, Aaagh!” he gasped, back arching as he released his climax into the pool of stomach fluids. His legs gave out shortly after, and he fell forward, uncertain where his face landed relative to his own cum.

“Tee-hee, did I do that?” Rarity tittered with faux innocence.

“Damn straight, ya did,” AJ confirmed, panting as fluids trailed down her inner thighs. “Ngh, dammit, that felt good!” Still overwhelmed with horny energy, she grabbed Rarity by the neck and forcibly pulled the white mare into a kiss. The fashionista squeaked in surprise, but did not resist, allowing free access to her mouth as the mares’ tongues traded spit.

“Dusk, your girls are making out,” Barb narrated, intently watching as she ground her thighs together. “You got them so horny, they’re eating each other’s faces in the middle of town. Everyone’s looking,” she exaggerated. Most ponies, especially the mares, only paid the scene a second or two of rubbernecking before resuming their errands. A filly asked what was happening, to which her mother answered this was just what happened when stallions went inside mares and made them feel good.

Dusk gave a mewling whine, hating the idea of being the center of attention. More importantly, despite his recent orgasm, his cock wouldn’t soften. He could hear AJ and Rarity sucking face over the din of the earth mare’s innards, and it sounded as hot as the stomach felt. Were they being this loud on purpose to tease him? Part of Dusk hoped so, as while he didn’t like strangers staring at him, knowing his girlfriends were keeping him in mind while enjoying each other was oddly flattering.

“Hey, can I get in on this?” Pinkie asked, finally ceasing her singing to stand before her white and orange lovers.

“As hot as that sounds, I think we’re gonna need to put a raincheck on this,” Barbara cut in, lowering her long neck to block the pink mare’s access.

“Aww, why not?” Pinkie whined.

“If this goes on much longer, I think we run the risk of crossing some lines and getting ticketed for indecent exposure,” Barbara explained half-jokingly.

“There is nothing indecent about mares openly expressing their love for one another!” Rarity indignantly huffed as one hoof resumed stroking AJ’s stomach. “Especially when they’re enjoying their plus one.”

Apple Jack sighed in disappointment and reluctantly pushed the white unicorn away. “No, she’s right. We’re already pushin’ it with jus’ you ‘n me, but with Pinkie in the mix? Filly, you know what’s gonna happen.”

“Oh, poo,” Rarity huffed and kicked the dirt. “You’re no fun today.”

“Hey, speaking of tickets,” Dusk spoke up, finally relieved from the ongoing erotic pressure. “Barb, you got the stuff?”

“Yup,” Barb confirmed, retrieving the tickets. Pinkie still hadn’t retrieved hers, and it was the fashionista’s turn to gush.

“Aaah! Are those what I think they are?”

“Yes-yes-yes! They’re tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala!” Pinkie cheered, snatching hers and dancing in place. “And Dusk is inviting all of us!”

“Wait, how did you know you’re all coming?” Dusk asked. “Barb, did you show her the rest?”

“I mean, heh, why wouldn’t you invite all your girlfriends to the biggest, most fantastic party of the year?” Pinkie asked as though the answer were obvious.

Rarity nodded. “Indeed. I know you still have trouble with social cues, Dusky, but even you must understand the faux pas of only inviting some of your herd to such an event. I enjoy drama as much as the next mare, but that’s just needless conflict.”

“Uh, yeah, okay, I can see the logic,” Dusk conceded. “Well, yeah. You’re all invited. Although, technically, it’s not my invitation. Celestia sent these. Put your names on them and everything, too.”

“Sounds like somepony’s trying to drop a little hi~int,” Rarity sang, taking her ticket and marveling at it for a moment. “Ah, the Gala. You know, I’ve designed ensembles for the Gala every year, but I’ve never had the opportunity to attend. Oh, the society, the culture, the glamor! Truly, it’s where a mare such as I belong. In fact… hehe. No, I shouldn’t.”

“But Ah get the feelin’ yer gonna anyway,” Apple Jack dryly assessed.

“Well, it’s always been my fantasy to meet my special somepony at the Gala. Such a grand concentration of culture and class is bound to feature more than a few eligible bachelors. Of course, meeting the stallion of my dreams on an epic quest to save the world makes for a much better story to tell my foals, I’ll admit. Even so, could you tell me a little of Celestia’s nephew, Prince Blue Blood? You know, just to indulge a mare’s curiosity of what could have been.”

“Oh, Blue? He’s an asshole,” Dusk bluntly remarked, his head swiveling as he heard an odd sound. “Did anyone else hear glass breaking?”

“Ah think that was Rarity’s dreams,” Apple Jack jokingly remarked as she eyed the distraught marshmallow mare.

Rarity shook her head in disbelief. “A-an asshole? No, not Blue Blood. Is he not the picture of high society grace and culture?”

“Yeah, an asshole,” Dusk repeated. “Okay, how am I still hearing glass breaking? Is someone throwing stones at windows or something?”

Pinkie inhaled in delight. “Wait, you hear it too? Finally, I’m not alone!”

“Putting a pin in that for later,” Barbara remarked as she stuck a claw under Rarity’s chin to lift her tearful face. “Hey, for the record, Dusk means that in a good way.”

“He… what?”

“Blue Blood’s like if Dusk had my spine,” Barbara clarified. “He’s willing to play the aristocracy’s games, but he’s also not afraid to call out the douchebags when they deserve it. Good guy, that one.”

“Honestly, watching him tear down other nobles is one of the few things that makes the Gala tolerable,” Dusk clarified.

“Uh, should we be worried that the biggest hater ‘f Canterlot high society is comin’ from a stallion who’s basically lived it most ‘f his life?” Apple Jack asked.

“Just temper your expectations,” Barbara advised. “The Gala can be… quite the experience for first-timers. Still fun if you keep a positive attitude, though.”

Rarity cleared her throat and straightened her posture. “Well, I thank you kindly for the invitation and advice. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to go home and… process some things.” She then turned and walked away.

“She means she’s got a date with a tub of ice cream,” Pinkie whispered to AJ’s belly.

“Ohhh, now Ah’m picturin’ Dusk covered in ice cream,” AJ groaned, licking her lips. “Stars above, what are you doin’ ta me, colt?”

Having not made it too far, Rarity rushed back to AJ’s side. “Darling, do you not know? Is this your first tummy date with a stallion?”

Apple Jack’s eyes became shifty. “Uh… maybe?”

“Oh, goodness! Why didn’t you say so earlier? More importantly, why are you in town of all places?”

“Well, the tickets are—”

“Screw the tickets!” Rarity snapped. “A mare’s first vore with her stallion is a special occasion, perhaps even more special than their first lovemaking. To have him so utterly inside you, in your full-body embrace, and feeling every ounce of his movements… Why, it’s… it’s the very height of intimacy! You should be lounging in your room, savoring every microscopic sensation as you both become acclimated to feeling one another on such a level. Or, if sitting around isn’t your thing, you have a perfectly good orchard to walk through.” She then shot a glare at the dragon. “Honestly, Barbie-Warby. I expected better from you.”

“Hey, no one told me about this romantic crap!” Barb defensively raised her claws against Rarity’s devastating scowl. “I just thought vore is vore, and sex is sex, right?”

“Ah think Rarity’s jus’ got higher standards than the rest ‘f us,” Apple Jack reasoned, touching her hoof to her chin. “Although, Ah can’t say Ah hate those ideas.”

“I like the ice cream one,” Pinkie chirped, licking her lips. “Just me, a belly full of Dusk, all the sweets we could eat, and a smoking hot draggie to cuddle with. Now THAT’s how you spend a Friday night,” she concluded, winking at the drake.

“Okay, this is getting to be too much for me,” Barbara declared. “Let’s hurry and give Fluttershy her ticket so we can do all this other stuff.”

Apple Jack nodded. “Agreed.”

“Um, excuse me,” a familiar quiet voice called. “A-are you girls doing something fun?”

“Great timing,” Barbara chuckled, nudging AJ’s belly. “Hey, Dusk, guess who just showed up.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened as she hurriedly closed the distance and began nuzzling the orange mare’s middle.

“Okay, not that Ah hate this, but all this attention is gettin’ a little awkward, like Ah’ve got an ‘open access’ sign on mah belly or somethin’.”

“Now you know what it’s like being a stallion,” Dusk dryly remarked.

“Oh my stars, it’s really you!” Fluttershy cheered in a library-appropriate volume. “I’m so happy for you. Both of you,” she added while meeting AJ’s eyes. “This must be such a magical experience. Oh, I can’t wait until it’s my turn. Um, not that I want to pressure anypony or anything,” she apologetically amended.

“Well, it’s not bad pressure,” Dusk allowed, returning the yellow mare’s cheek nuzzle through the flesh wall. It was nice having someone not go straight for his cock. “A-anyway, Celestia sent me tickets for the Grand Galloping Gala. One for each of us. Although, now that I think about it, all that noise and crowds probably aren’t your thing.”

“The Gala!? Oh, goodness! Of course, I want to go.”

“You want to go?” Rarity skeptically questioned.

“Well, not to the party. I’ve always wanted to visit the private gated garden that surrounds the dance,” Fluttershy elaborated. “The flowers are said to be the most beautiful and fragrant in all of Equestria, and that will be the only night they bloom all year. And that’s just the flora! The fauna is said to be the greatest collection of exotic animals in the world. Oh, it’s always been my dream to go.”

“Well, here’s your chance,” Barbara confirmed, offering the final ticket.

“Oh-hoho, thank you!” Fluttershy rushed to assail Barbara’s beak with kisses. By the time the mare finished and actually took the ticket, the drake was left dizzy and barely able to stand as she wore a goofy grin.

With all the mares getting their tickets and the chore finally concluded, everyone decided to part ways. Rarity, in particular, was insistent that Apple Jack get some much-deserved alone time with Dusk. Meanwhile, even though the Gala was still months away, the others were too excited by the news, and felt the need to return home for some early preparations. And since the treebrary was much closer, Apple Jack decided to head there for her leisure.

Author's Note

Without the artificial dilemma of not having enough tickets, this episode doesn’t have much in the way of conflict. Therefore, since I've opted for the characters to have a bit more common sense, causing them to solve most issues before they become problems, I’ve got to find other ways to pad things out. (Although, given how I’ve written Celestia, she’s probably the sort to purposefully not send enough tickets just to stir some drama. Oh, well.)

One of the biggest pet peeves I have with harem stories is how the girls are single-mindedly focused on the guy and barely interact with each other apart from competing for his attention. That’d be dull even if it hadn’t been done to death a million times already. I much prefer when everyone can get along, and the girls also show affection for each other. The anime Girlfriend Girlfriend was a step in the right direction, but I positively adore the character interactions in 100 Girlfriends, as the harem feels more like a proper friend group/family. That’s generally what I aspire to depict whenever I write harems, and this case is no exception.

Dusk might be in the center of this mass of ladies, but he’s not the sole focus. The girls already like each other. Even if they might bicker or some pairings might not yet be as romantic as others, there’s still general affection between them. They know they’re on their way to forming a polyamorous marriage, which is the standard in this culture, so everyone’s putting in the effort to make everyone else feel loved. However, with that said, while group interactions are good, the pairings also deserve special attention, which you can look forward to in the next installment.

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