Author's Note

Jon A.K.A Bo Peep
Okay, so... disclaimer and spoiler too. We assure you, we will never describe any kind of sexual act in great details, especially not when it's fucking foal-con. We only made this chapter because Eugene proposed that idea and I thought it was fucking hilarious to do a glory hole business inside an elementary school's restrooms. Also, sorry but this "business" will go on for a few more chapters, but it won't be super descriptive and will feature actual adults getting their weewee vacuumed.
Still, I know you're just here for the shitpost, so it probably won't ruffle your feathers seeing as we cautiously avoided describing what transpired in the stalls. So, hope you found some enjoyement out of this, even though it wasn't as chaotic as the previous chapter.

Eugene A.K.A Fluttershy Enjoyer
I'll keep it short and simple. Yes, it was my idea and I had to endure the consequences by being the one committing fellatio on Button Mash. I feel terribly disturbed and also proud at the same time. So, don't take it too seriously please. It's just like... not real sex? Don't take it seriously.
Je vous aime, putain!

9. Aw yeah! We’re open for business!

Finally, some peace and quiet. Nopony but her and her little critters in her cozy cottage. Fluttershy crumbled on her couch like a deflated balloon. The images from yesterday were still fresh in her mind, forever reminding her of all the bizarre things she had to deal with. A talking dog with the intelligence to rival ponies, unusually aggressive waiters, kidnappers, Xanax poisoning, a colt taking compromising pictures of pony not to mention her ruler has a sex toy which they need to help the talking dog. The poor mare was sweating, still stressed about these recent events.

Her critters were worried, sensing something different in her. Simply getting up and feeding them proved harder than usual. Her head just wasn’t in it today and probably won’t be for a good while until she can fully process all the chaos. Strangest of all, her animals seemed distrustful and even afraid of Jean-Augustin who sat on a cushion in her cottage, acting like a normal dog. Despite that, they knew something was up with him.

Fluttershy certainly could tell now that she was paying more attention to his “dog” behavior. The archangel’s eyes were set on her at all times, and he was extremely calm. His eyes were much more intelligent than a normal canine. They were always analyzing, always looking with purpose. They felt eerily ponylike. When observed, he stuck his tongue out and acted like a happy pup. With all the time she’s spent with Winona, the mare knew what a normal dog was. Jean-Augustin could try his best now, but the disguise didn’t look so perfect anymore, and it certainly won’t work on any dog owner.

She won’t admit it, but he freaked her out. The eerie look in his eyes and his silence made him feel alien to her. Not to mention the cock ring and the metal bar incident... The more Fluttershy thought about the D written on the ring and the chaotic and violent nature of the dog, the more she wondered who his owner could be. The mysterious Great One. Sounds like somepony important. Or was it something?

Fluttershy knew he wouldn’t tell her. So, there was only one way to figure this out. Research. And what better place to go to than the Golden Oak library? Twilight should have something on archangels and maybe, just maybe, the Great One.

After the misadventure in Canterlot, it was back to school for these two fillies. Without a means to obtain the iron gauntlet, their quest had to be put on hold. They need money to get the compromising photo from Diamond Tiara and force Celestia into hoofing the gauntlet over. Sadly, to pay a rich filly is no easy task. They’ll need lots of bits to satisfy her and fast before the photo is published in the newspaper. Two questions in particular came to mind. Firstly, when will this photo be published? And secondly, how can they get enough bits in time to pay Diamond Bitchara?

And will they be able to save the world in time? Well, maybe not save the world now that they know the gauntlet belonged to Discord. What he wanted to do with it remained a mystery for now.

Inside Cheerilee’s class, the two friends needed to get some information before they can start making a plan. Now was the time to complete some schoolwork. It was easy elementary level mathematics they had already completed in under 15 minutes. The perks of being an adult stuck in a child’s body. With that, they had half an hour left to get to work on their quest.

“Alright, we have absolutely no idea how much time we got before the photo is leaked to all Equestria. So, we gotta ask Featherweight, ‘cause I don’t think Bitchara is gonna be too keen on telling us.” Bo said.

“Believe me, those type of women are keener when you know how to talk to them nice and smoothly. So, you gotta trust a 20 years old virgin dude who never talked to a girl before and is repulsion incarnate and coco-crazy. Let’s just talk to her and try to be nice? I mean, we already did some favors for her, how hard could it be?” Poh said with a smirk on her face.

“You just gave me a bullet point on why I shouldn’t trust you, so... no. I’ll ask Featherweight, you come up with an idea in the meantime.” With that, Bo Peep hopped off her seat and went straight to the aspiring photographer.

“Dude, I’m like quadriplegic for life, what the fu-hay you expect me to do?” Poh sighed to herself., looking down at her injured limbs. All patched up, but the wounds were still hurting, especially her broken front hoof. Trotting was rather arduous.

To make matters more insulting, a compassionate plump foal came to her. “Can I sign your cast, please?”

“Oh fuck off.” Poh exhaled before realizing she couldn’t go anywhere else without assistance from her comrade to leave the filly in front of her. “... I guess you can then.”

Meanwhile, Bo Peep reached Featherweight’s desk. Before she asked him anything, she had the reflex to glance down on his schoolwork. Easy mathematics, and yet he was struggling. She chuckled internally at his below average competency in math and leaned closer to him. “Hey, Featherweight. Looks like you maybe, perhaps, need a bit of help.”

The skinny foal looked up, desperate. “Oh dear, this is much harder than I thought!”

“What really? I mean, I’d be glad to offer some.” Bo was dealing with the one thing she hated most in school, incompetency. Still, to get her answer, she had to remain calm and nice to him, for the time being. “At a little cost, though. I just want to know when Diamond Bit-Tiara will publish the, um, spicy article with Celestia in it.”

In the very corner of the conversation, Poh is violently smashing her head on the table showing signs of desperation. Featherweight looked at the scene, slightly disturbed, but Bo grabbed him by the face and forced him to look into her eyes.

“So? Can you tell me?”

Featherweight glanced quickly at the back row where Diamond Tiara stood with Silver Spoon. “Ok, just don’t tell her I told you anything about the photo. She wants to publish it in 2 weeks, right on time for Celestia’s announcement about Nightmare Night.”

Bo’s eyes widened. “2 weeks? Crap, that’s not a lot of time. Also, damn, that’s some evil timing right there.”

“Y-You’re still trying to get your hoofs on it?”

“The photo? Yeah, I’ll figure something out with my friend. We’ll get the bits and get that darn photo in time. Trust me, the fate of the world hangs in the balance, all because of that stupid iron gauntlet, you have no idea.”

Suddenly, Poh stopped her motion and her face illuminate. She found the perfect solution that could be an exchange with the tyrannic filly that we could agree, noponies likes. Thinking she would start continuing on her mathematics equations, Miss Cheerliee greeted Poh.

“Poh, is something wrong?” Cheerilee asked gingerly.

“No thank you miss, I let go of mathematics long ago. I just found more important solutions, about ... Let’s say, capitalism.” Poh happily answered.

“Now, now, it’s important to do your schoolwork, especially mathematics. It’s a very important subject that-” Cheerilee blinked when she looked at the filly’s work. “O-Oh, you’re done already? Not to mention you’ve got all the right answers. Wow, that’s very good, Poh!”

Poh discreetly smirk and started to blush. “T-t-hanks you miss, it’s very nice of you. Hum, by the way, were the other fillies at this table using glitter for their DIY?” Poh stressfully asked.

“Um, yes, but what does that have to do with the current class?” Cheerilee asked back.

Panicking, Poh started to run with agony in the direction of the restroom.” I-I'm really sorry Miss Cheerilee, I gotta go!”

Bo Peep watched her friend run out the classroom, mildly annoyed. “Alright, I’ll get back on you about that problem. I’ve got to check on my friend.”

But just as the pegasus was about to ask Cheerilee to go to the restroom, a familiar voice stopped her.

“Whatcha doing, blank flank?” Diamond Bitchara, of course.

“Playing math tutor?” Silver Spoon mocked.

“Yeah, what about it? I’m tutoring him, ‘cause math is so easy, I did my entire sheet in less than five minutes. Can you say the same, fillies?” Bo smiled proudly.

Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes. “Whatev, if you think you can get the photo back from me, think again! I’m not changing my mind, never.”

Bo looked to the young photographer. “You could have... maybe not tell her about our little run in? That’s a thought. So is this, screw you both.”

Silver Spoon scoffed. “As if you have any chance at getting it, blank flank! We know you’re thinking about getting bits to pay for the photo. Good luck with that! You’re too poor to buy even a single apple.”

Diamond Tiara smirked. “My dad makes thirty, no fifty times the bits than your animal loving mother. You can’t bribe anypony!”

Bo Peep took a deep breath. “Okay, let me break it down for you. You’re raised by a piece of shit mother in a loveless marriage. You act like a total douchebag and like you own the place when it’s not you, it’s your mom that does. Secondly, your dad probably touches himself at night to that kind of photos.”

Then, a loud scream of pain emerged in the direction of the restroom. The glitter already breached out in every part of Poh face, even on her eyes.

“ARHHH, MY EYES!” Poh screamed at the top of her lungs.

Bo Peep sighed, backing away from the bullies. “Well, girls, I’m really sorry but I gotta go. Booty calls.”

“Good thinking. To maintain my disguise, you must walk your new dog in public.” Jean-Augustin muttered quietly.

Fluttershy looked around nervously as she trotted around Ponyville. Jean-Augustin was not a pretty dog by any mean, though he looked much better than when her fillies first found him. No more dirt, not as anorexic, but still in bad shape. It felt embarrassing for her to walk around with such an unhealthy-looking pet, what with all the odd looks of pity and confusion she earned. Thankfully, the narrative of him being a lost dog she found in the Everfree forest was enough to deter any judgement from her peers.

The archangel didn’t seem to care at all about how he was viewed. His mission was the only important thing he seemed to value. That, and the two fillies. She believed she ranked third in that regard.

Finally, she reached the Golden Oak. The problem now was to head inside... with Jean-Augustin. Looking into Twilight’s eyes with this weird archangel dog around would prove to be quite the challenge. This animal made her uncomfortable in so many ways. She saw him take out an entire platoon of guards with relative ease. If she angered him in any ways, she’ll be doomed.

“I see. You seek knowledge, which is good. Knowledge is power just as much as money equals power.” The archangel whispered in a holy tone that reeked of power. His whispers doubled and tripled, as if multiple ponies were speaking to her. It felt like he was hiding more tricks up his sleeves and all the iron cock thing back in Canterlot were just the tip of the iceberg. Not to mention, his tongue retracted, and his happy puppy eyes disappeared. He didn’t appear too thrilled to go inside.

Fluttershy nodded hesitantly. “Um, y-yeah. We need to find more information on, uh... th-the iron gauntlet. My friend Twilight Sparkle must have a book about it... I think.”

Before she could muster up the courage to go inside, Jean-Augustin moved forth. “Then let us seek knowledge.”

Entering the Golden Oak, Fluttershy sheepishly trotted towards her busy friend. Twilight was rearranging books again, as she seemed to do every week. Spike was dusting shelves off as usual. Really, the only unusual thing she saw here was the skinny dog strolling to the unicorn with swagger. Barking, he alerted the librarian to the pegasus’ presence.

Twilight spun around, nearly dropping all the books she was levitating. “Oh? Good morning, Fluttershy! Uh, I see you have a new dog. Hooray...” She smiled awkwardly as she observed the dog in question. Never has she seen something look so utterly pathetic, yet calm and collected at the same time. The dog wasn’t running to her excitedly, no he just stood there, quietly observing her with these odd eyes.

“Y-Yes. I found him in the woods. The poor little thing was lost and lonely, so I took him in. Isn’t that right?”

Jean-Augustin turned his attention to the pegasus and happily opened his mouth on cue.

“B-But I didn’t come here just to present my new pet. I was wondering if you had any books on, um, ancient Equestrian legends?” Fluttershy nervously asked, glancing at the archangel.

Twilight’s face lit up with joy. “That I have! In fact, I have many of them. If you don’t know which one to choose, I’d be happy to recommend one!”

“Yay...”

Jean-Augustin's shifty eyes focused on the cleaning baby dragon, dusting off the floor.

Spike stopped before the dog, staring into his odd eyes. “Uh, hi?” He asked, mildly confused.

The dog didn’t move a muscle. He just kept his eyes on him. No discernable expression behind them, just a blank stare that felt oppressive.

“Okay... I’ll just go back to cleaning.” Spike moved past the dog, noticing the pet was following him with his smart eyes. “Gee, what a weird dog.”

“Worshippers of a false god...” Jean-Augustin muttered to himself. While Fluttershy was busy picking out the book, he walked out of the library, silent as a leaf and went behind the building.

He was no fool. He knew of Fluttershy’s warry attitude. She was scared of him, and onto his master. Nothing he could do for now. He had at least a few months left before it finally happened.

Staring up at the sky, Jean-Augustin observed the great city of Canterlot from this distance. His eyes darted around, making sure nopony was around to hear him.

“Great One. It seemed we are in a dire situation. Time is of the essence. The retrieval of the gauntlet must remain a top priority. For that, I will personally overseer the fillies. But as for Fluttershy, I do not know what I should do. We can’t let her jeopardize the master plan, not when she’s the final step. If she finds out, I’m afraid all we’ve done so far would have been for nothing and the setback will be immense.” Jean-Augustin said, his brows furrowing.

Words slithered into his head from an unknown source, but he knew who they belonged to.

“I see. I will believe your faith in the fillies. After I am done with this ‘walk’, I will return to them and make sure they can get the job done. They are special and unusual for sure, a perfect match for you, Great One. The master plan will not fail. Its success is sealed already.”

“Dude, I have glitters in every part of my body! My hair, my eyes, my mouth, everywhere. How can I attract my beloved yellow and voluptuous pony? I am a mess, and I should be treated like one.” Poh desperately said to herself while looking at her reflection in the mirror.

“Stop screaming, I’m masturbating.” Bo Peep glowered, exasperated.

Inside the restroom, the two friends each sat on different stalls, battling the heat again each in their own ways. It was also a good way of relieving the stress from their bodies, allowing them to keep a cool head since they needed to come up with a good idea to get filthy rich, done dirt cheap.

Poh was using the brush again whilst Bo Peep was using her ancient pleasuring techniques to turn on her body without her hooves. After a few minutes of fun times, the deed was done, and it was back to planning and scheming.

“Well... I hope you came up with something. I was busy sucking off Featherweight, metaphorically speaking of course, to think of a plan.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to relieve all of that stress away dude? I’m actually done with it” Poh exclaimed while breaking down the hole with her hoof, making a small hole connecting the stall.

“Dude, what the fuck?! You’re causing property damage! We’ll be knee deep in shit if Cheerilee finds out.” Bo screamed into the newly formed hole.

“Shut the fuck up Saul Goodman, I’ll fix it later with our really effective capitalist business. Actually, the hole will become handy later, trust me. Have you realized that we are the first pony to know about sex and masturbation? Even Twilight Sparkles doesn’t seem to have information about all that stuff. So, I say, let’s use that to our advantage and help more ponies find out about that sweet relief they didn’t seem to want at first. In exchange, we could ask them money and do the deal with that Diamond Bitchara. It’s like prostitution. Actually, no it is. Are you down? This is the only real advantage we have against them dude!” Poh elaborated.

Bo Peep stared at the hole in silence for a few seconds, flabbergasted. “Your grand idea is a glory hole? Like, I’ll be sucking off foals, literally and not metaphorically?” But after putting some thoughts into it, this would be the equivalent of doing all their pony fucking fantasies for real. Just... on foals first, and mostly colts as it’s a glory hole. Still, if they upgrade to those of their age, well... “Fuck it, I’m in. But, to do that, we must earn our customers. Tell ‘em they want something they don’t know they want.”

“Lets say, cookies? A jar of candies? I don’t know about that dude. Are we going to be pedophile AND prostitute?” Poh continued.

Bo Peep cringed at the idea she was about to propose. Then again, such idea was the path of least resistance. “Okay, then how do we convince adults to get their dick sucked in an elementary school restroom? God, this sounds sketchy saying that out loud. No, it’s easier if we bring our classmates here first. I first started masturbating at the ripe age of 12, so who knows, maybe they’re about ready to get a blowjob?”

“Maybe we can arouse them by putting pictures and sensual poses to get them the tingly sensation in their wiggity poppity, you know? And our business would be about letting them discovering and controlling their feeling.” Poh suggested.

Bo Peep smirked through the peep hole. “Come on, Eugene. You know a glory hole sounds funnier than a porn cabinet. Plus, I know of a good pony to start with. Someone so easy to convince, it’s practically free money.”

“I was actually talking about putting pictures of ourselves at school, like the publicity Trixie does for her show, you know? But I think you’re right. Let’s start it sneaky mode.” Poh concluded.

“We just gotta aim for the oppressed groups, the ones least likely to get bitches. We offer ourselves as the bitches they oh so desire, and get a consistent source of income.” Bo stuck her tongue through the hole and waggled it briefly. “Fun, easy, and it’ll get us filthy rich. Dude, you’re a genius.”

“... Yeah, wait about the time you’ll have to suck Bulk Bicep’s dick.”

Back in class, Bo Peep and Poh trotted towards the first client of their brand-new business. Dick sucking, glory hole, but done in the shadows. A business spread only by word of mouth, never to reach Cheerilee’s fluffy ears.

Bo leaned on the desk belonging to Button Mash, trying his best to sneakily play video games in class. The brown colt, surprised, turned off his console and acted as if he was doing his schoolwork, unconvincingly.

“Heya. What’s your name?” Bo asked in a smooth and seductive tone.

The gaming addict colt glanced under his desk, then at the teacher. “It’s Button Mash. You didn’t... see me playing, did you?”

“Yo, I’ve heard that your mom is ho-” Poh exclaimed.

Bo Peep winked. “No, we did not. Say, I know video games are fun and all, but I, no, we can show you something more fun. Something video games can’t bring you and we thought to show it to you first, ‘cause you’re like, really awesome at games. Ain’t that right, Poh?”

“Yeah, that stuff is actually better than all of that beta energy stuff you bring out to class. I actually saw you playing with that portable console below your desk. Don’t you want the teacher to know about it right? Well, we have a safer and funnier solution for ya.” Poh answered.

Bo Peep smacked Poh away. “Don’t listen to him, her. I just want you to know that I really, oh but REALLY like gamers. You seem like the coolest gamer in all Ponyville, so I thought it’d be nice to show our cool stuff. It’s in the restroom, so the teacher won’t know.”

Button Mash blushed lightly. Evidently, he didn’t get his ego stroked by many fillies before, if at all. Just as the transformed filly predicted, he was on board with the idea, no hesitation there. Now, the tough part was to come. An inner struggle of coming to terms with what she was about to do quickly ensued as she led the colt to the filly’s restroom with Poh.

“I-I don’t think I’m allowed to go in the filly’s restroom.” Button Mash objected nervously.

“Hey, it’s no big deal. The teacher won’t know, so it’s like it never happened, right?” Bo Peep comforted, tapping the colt on his shoulders. “Now come inside, our little surprise is waiting.”

“O-oh, my dear and sweet little sweet little colt, I can presume you like to smash those buttons reaaaal hard, right? Well, I’m your controller and I’m all yours baby. Your hard and huge banana looks really cold, maybe I can help you, you know? Maybe just put them in my jaws?” Poh sensually told Button Mash as she was vigorously licking her lips with her tongue in an inviting approach.

“... W-What?”

Bo Peep giggled, taking on a smoother tone. “Oh, not often you talk to fillies, right? Don’t be shy, this is a great opportunity you have there. I know you’re a little nervous, but that’s the cool part; once this is over, you’ll be suuuuper relaxed. Doing schoolwork will be easy peasy. Do you trust me?”

Button Mash looked over at Poh, but quickly glanced back at Bo when she shook her head as in to say “just me”.

Entering the filly’s restrooms, Bo and Poh took Button to the stall with the newly formed hole. The gamer was growing increasingly nervous, looking around the stall like a lost puppy until the fillies pointed to the hole.

“Good, now you wait for a bit. We gotta... discuss a bit before we start.”

Bo Peep took Poh away from the stall. “Okay, now’s the tricky part. We gotta pick the one who’ll be dick sucking. Like, we need one in the stall and another one to watch over the door and be the bouncer. Cheerilee cannot screw everything up before it even starts, mkay?”

“Well, I guess I can do it. I already took the first step. But please for crying out loud, make me forget about this moment. I’m going to go suck down an 8 years old colt’s dick.” Poh responded, already not pleased with her decision.

Bo Peep shook her head, ready to lay it on her. “Tell me again, who came up with this idea? You reap what you sowed, and what you sowed is a ring of debauchery, bestiality and pedophilia. Just close your eyes and imagine like you’re sucking on a man’s dick, or a femboy if you’re into that. Just remember, it’s all business and for Discord and the gauntlet.”

“This does not help you buffoon! I’m not fucking gay. Remember, someone’s gay only when both of their penises touch. In my case, I am safe ... Hum, do you have Nutella or something to hide the taste at least?” Poh asked, nervous.

“Unfortunately, no. You’ll have to perform the grapefruit technique next time to help with that. Minus... the sounds.” Bo Peep sighed, looking at the stall in which Button was waiting.

“S-So... when is it starting?” Button Mash asked nervously.

“Sorry, but our policies require you to pay before the ... excavation. It’s about 5 bits. No refunds.”

Bo Peep trotted to the stall. “Oh yeah, almost forgot. It’s five bits, w-we run a business, see? Dirt cheap for what you’re about to get in return! Slide ‘em to the stall with the hole in it.”

“Let’s put the price higher next time, I don’t want to be a national treasure in Ponyville for fuck’s sake!” Poh whispered to Bo, who’s next to her.

Button slid the five bits to the next stall. Poh hopped inside the stall and unto the toilet to reach the glory hole. In it, she saw the colt’s awkward smile. “Uh, hi.”

“Okay, I’ll go check outside, make sure nopony is coming to bother us.” Bo grinned. She could already taste the fortune they were about to make with this. In due time, they’ll get more than awkward foals. She wanted to see the big shots coming, for they can pay more.

“... Ok, welcome my magnificent little colt, let me introduce you to our new business in this school restroom! It’s something we hope you’ll share with other of your kinds about your great experience with me, Poh” The green earth pony said in a sensual manner whilst licking her lips and indicating him to approach his face to the irregular hole in the stall wall. “See this little beauty?” Poh asked whilst slowly sliding her hooves unto said hole to get the young colt’s attention.

“I-I see it, but what do I do with it?” Button Mash asked, looking through the hole at the filly’s embarrassed face.

“Don’t you worry, I have all that figured it out you won’t need to do anything specific. Just relax and fell the sound and the way I speak to you.” Poh slowly and sensually said. Approaching her head toward the hole, she gave Button Smash the most intense stare she could ever give. “Now that you are relaxed, I’ll ask you one little request of you. See that little meat of yours that laying between your legs. It is sooo dull and boring right? What about putting in that hole and start getting it hard for me?” Poh once again sensually requested.

“W-Wait, you want me to put my p-penis in there? I don’t know if I should do this... This seems wrong...” Button Mash questioned, avoiding the filly’s eyes.

“It’s a one-time offer. You gotta try it at least once! You’ll be introduced to the wonderful world of glory holes!” Bo Peep promoted near the restroom’s door, peeking outside occasionally.

“Button, oh my dear button Sm-ash, I thought you were more mature than that! Don’t you want to discover more about yourself and find the absolute relief you could never imagine before? I mean I could leave if you want, but that so disappointing of you. I thought you were better than that, button Sm-ash.” Poh responded.

“Hey now, don’t feel peer pressured to do it. But man, that would sure do us a great favor!” Bo encouraged further.

“Okay... I’ll do it for you. B-But in exchange, I want to be friends with you. Yo-You know, since you also like video games.” Button Mash proposed before leaning closer to the hole.

“Just fucking get your dick out already!” Poh exclaimed after she sighed.

Bo Peep waited outside, peeking into the hall. Cheerilee was still in class alongside the others. Nopony heading their way to the filly’s restroom. Good. Still, she was getting rather impatient and anxious herself. It was dead silent in this restroom, and they were running out of time.

Then, it started. The pegasus heard sounds of slurping and the yelps of the young colt who was in for quite the shock. Her head lowered in shame as the sounds intensified. Her entire body was hot and sweaty, feeling the harsh gazes of all her ancestors weighing her down. “God, this is wrong... but, at least we get paid for this. Plus, it’s okay we’re whoring ourselves in an elementary school i-if it’s for the sake of saving the world. Eh... It’s just a matter of time until we get that picture, then we stop and pretend this never happened.” She justified to herself hopelessly.

Hard to pretend, for the spectacle went on for several minutes of sounds she didn’t want to hear. Her poor friend must be feeling it much worse, though. “Oh, just so you know. He’s too young for the milk yet, so don’t worry about getting splashed Poh.”

Then, Bo Peep’s blood froze when she heard clopping slowly approaching their small business. Carefully peeking outside, she saw Miss Cheerilee zeroing in on them. “Aw lawd, she’s coming!”

The slurping stopped when the sound of a foal falling on their flank echoed in the bathroom. Just in time, Poh finished him off.

“Jesus, Poh! Cheerilee’s coming! We have to keep this a secret!” Bo ran inside the stall with Button Mash in it a few seconds before the restroom’s door opened.

Miss Cheerilee poked her head in, confused. “Poh? Bo Peep? Are you still in there?”

“Yes Ma-am, we just ... feel more comfortable doing our thing together as best friends forever! BFF forever baby!” Poh quickly answered whilst saliva was still dripping from her bottom lips. She wiped it off in a hurry.

Inside her stall, Bo Peep awkwardly stared at Button Mash who appeared to be in a completely different plane of existence. His face was red hot, contorted in an expression of pure shock and pleasure, gazing in the distance with blank eyes. He was breathing hard and loudly and worst of all, the appendage was straighter than a spear. The filly certainly didn’t want to stare at that!

Bo Peep quickly covered his mouth and whispered to him. “Don’t make a sound, you idiot!”

“Bo? Are you okay?” Cheerilee asked.

“We don’t just feel comfortable when others ponies are in the restroom at the same time with us, that’s all!” Poh responded quickly.

“I’m just... having a hard time getting it out is all. I-I just wanted to get a cupcake...” Bo Peep said through clenched teeth in a hoarse voice, hoping it would be convincing enough.

“O-Oh, okay. I-If you’re feeling unwell, I can let you go home.” Cheerilee proposed gingerly.

“N-No, it’s okay. I think I’ll manage. I just... need a minute.” Bo glanced over Button Mash, who now returned to their current plane of existence, staring at her.

“Yeah! Everything is fine, it’s just that somepony out here is feeling, ‘out of this world’.” Poh said with a quick and nervous laugh.

After the kind teacher was gone, everypony breathed a sigh of relief. Bo let go of Button’s mouth. “So? How was it? Pretty cool, right?”

“Uh, I-I guess. It was... fun?” The poor colt said, still horribly confused as to what he felt for the past seven minutes.

“Indeed! Huh, by the way, you’re mom ... Is she single? Can I have her number? It’s important to have a way of communicating with our clients for satisfaction purpose. C’est pour le travail.” Poh requested with a strong and rural French accent.

“H-Huh?”

Bo wrapped a hoof around his shoulder and brought him closer. “Oh, don’t worry about it. If you want more, come ask us tomorrow again, same time, same price. Who knows, maybe next time it’ll be me hoofing out the fun time.” She said in a smooth tone.

Button’s face was at this point tomato levels of red. It was clear he was now very interested in filly’s especially them.

“You’re free to pick a favorite. But between us, you like me more, don’t cha?” Bo Peep winked. “See you tomorrow in here, gamer.”

“Oh screw you, you rag, I'm like the Dayson of dick sucking, you don’t have anything left after the Xanax. Pick me again and you’ll be sure to have a great time and access paradise at the same time.” Poh responded whilst making a cute face and closing one eyes.

Button left the restroom with a limp, much to Bo’s slight horror. Afterward, it was just the two friends in here, alone. “Sorry, looks like you’re gonna lose him to me. There’s more to this than dick sucking. I am a smooth talker. I got this boy’s dick all over your face, so I get 50/50 credit on this operation. And let me tell you, I will get this entire class over your face. As for me, I’ll be reserved to the “special” clients. So get some breath mint and practice the grapefruit technique. You’re in for a world of debauchery, Eugene.”

“Ok and tell me how you’re going to suck all of their cock. I don’t know if you ever look for hedgehog dick’s picture for ... ethical work research but his dick was about half the size of them. So I can’t wait for you trying!” Poh responded whilst defending her dick sucking competition at school.

“... But wait a minute ... Wasn’t this whole game about the first one to obtain Fluttershy sensual attention and backshoting her in the ass? Who care how much dick’s you sucked before that. Don't expect to have a 1 thousand colts goals like an Xbox success you whore.”

“Alrighty then, I’ll show you how it's done. I’ll make these foals edge and refine my art. Next day, we’re getting more clients with my smooth talking. It’s but a matter of time until we grow powerful and then, the final frontier; Fluttershy’s pussy.” Bo grinned, feeling a rush of excitement taking over her.

“Great talk. Deal my man!” Poh happily exclaimed whilst shaking hooves with Bo.

"... Can't believe we just became EDP's prodigies, man."

With the first dick ever sucked, all the oppressed groups shall prosper. Especially the most oppressed group of all; gamers!

Once the day was over, Bo Peep and Poh waited for Fluttershy to come pick them up. While they were outside, they saw Cream Heart coming to pick up Button Mash. Oh shit. This was bound to get very awkward if Button mentioned anything about the filly’s restroom. Thankfully, the colt only gave them a love-stricken look as he left with his mother.

“Crap, I think we ruined everybody’s favorite Button Mash ship. Not complaining though, we got paid for this.” Bo Peep smirked, shaking her backpack which now contained the five bits.

“I think we only started the wheels, Bo. It’s about this point where there will be some weird content on the Internet. We created an invention that we are yet to control. What have we done?” Poh said to herself whilst looking at the sky.

Bo Peep looked towards the mountain housing Canterlot. “Fuck, let’s hope we can get Jean-Augustin on our side. If he isn’t, then we are completely screwed. We’ll be left with mental scars, unable to fulfill our divine mission and worst of all, we’ll be poor whores. Unfamothable.”

“Dude, he tried to rape the inside of my mouth while intensely sucking on my tongue. It’s already over. But no way we are going to be poor. There is at least 1 pedophile or someone that love a filly a little bit too much. In the worst-case scenario, we’ll end up in prison and we’ll have to do our business for a pack of cigarettes or something.”

“No, you got it mixed up. They end up in prison, and we go to a psych ward, which would be fitting ‘cause-”

“Hi there, girls. Did you have a good day at school?”

The two fillies glanced happily at their foster mother, Fluttershy. After the weird shit and silence pact, it felt nice to see something innocent that won’t remind them of glory holes. For the yellow mare, seeing these two fillies was also much better than being stuck with Jean-Augustin for the day. At least these girls were not creepy and possibly dangerous to other ponies.

“Mother! You can’t believe how glad I am to see you. Everything at class was so sooo bad. I’m just so happy this is over!” Poh said whilst grabbing Fluttershy on her right front hoof, intensely shaking from her ‘hard labor’.

“Oh my...”

Bo Peep gave the pegasus a tired smile. “Oh, it wasn’t that bad. She’s just... exaggerating. You’d be hard pressed to hear a foal find school fun or thrilling.”

“Did you have to continually do an act of up and down with a massive quantity of glitters inside your eyes whilst executing a ‘molecule surgery type drawing’? That what I thought, you fool!”

Fluttershy chuckled. This type of banter was amusing... but also tiring to deal with on a continuous level. The day was coming to an end. She’ll bring these fillies back home, eat dinner, pop a Xanax and sleep in peace in her room. Far from Jean-Augustin and far from the adorable little imps that barged into her life. The iron gauntlet, the Great One and the archangel, that can all be solved later. Now, she just needed more rest from her trip in Canterlot.

“Alright girls, it’s time to head home.”

“Oh! Oh! What’s for dinner ma, I hope this ain’t soup again.” Poh asked while smirking.

Fluttershy smiled. “It’s much better than that! An Apple family special! They were kind enough to offer us something delicious.”

Nudging Bo’s shoulder, Poh happily responded “Hey, hope this one won’t be spiked with that weird Xanax drug thing am I right?"

“We were lucky nothing happened to us the first time we were roofied, let’s make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“Well, like my father always told me, it’s always funnier the second time!” Poh responded.