“Thank you again, everyone. This means more to me than you could know.”
Seven bodies sat in a crudely arranged semicircle composed of a mishmash of teal and orange plastic chairs. At the center of their attention was one Sunset Shimmer, who stood before them with a wooden stand holding what seemed to be a hastily thrown together and blown up bubble chart. Each bubble contained a small photo of every individual in the room, including its creator.
“I’m only here for the snacks,” Rainbow Dash grumbled, reaching for a handful of potato chips from the bowl Sunset had placed in the center of the half circle.
“I’m sure whatever it is you have to tell us is, uh, very important, darling, but was it really necessary this little soiree of yours be held in such a...compact room?” Rarity spoke, trying to maintain a diplomatic tone as she looked around the living room of Sunset’s apartment.
Sunset shrugged. “This is a highly…sensitive issue I’ve brought us all here together to discuss, guys. A little discretion was necessary. On that topic, the sooner I get started, the better.”
Applejack interrupted the girl before she could start, “And nobody’s hurt or in trouble, right?” A note of suspicion underscored her question.
“Nope,” Sunset answered, smiling.
“Magic related?”
“Well, maybe from a certain point of view…but, no, not really.”
Twilight grinded her jaws together, skepticism written all over her bespectacled face. Sunset’s vagueness had only deepened the oddity of the situation for her.
Sunset looked at the remaining face hands at her hip, and blue finger pointer at the ready, “Anymore questions, girls?”
The sound of Sunset’s AC turning on and Rainbow Dash’s chewing were the only sounds that could be heard in the one-bedroom apartment. Sunset’s grin returned, taking their silence as a reply. “Good! Let’s get started.”
Sunset pointed at the largest bubble in the graph, the one occupying its center, which also happened to contain a photo of said girl. “This is me.”
Seven heads nodded.
Sunset briefly pointed to every other bubble that had been arranged around hers. “And these are you.”
“This is dumb,” Rainbow Dash groaned, accidentally spitting crumbs onto Rarity’s lap. The fashionista sighed as she brushed away the morsels of wet potato, knowing how hopeless of an endeavor it would be to ask the girl besides her to chew with her mouth closed.
“You’re probably asking yourself, what is the purpose of this bubble chart? Well, it was the easiest way of visually aiding my, uh, argument.” Sunset wavered, suddenly looking uncharacteristically anxious before the group. She shook her head after a short pause and resumed, “Also, I just thought it looked really cute!”
A few murmurs of agreement from Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Twilight resounded throughout the room.
Applejack rapidly tapped her foot, sighing in frustration.
Sunset paused once more, taking another once-over of her friends as they expectantly looked at her. She placed her pointer down, and held up her hands, “Listen, it’s important all of us have a very…open mind about what I’m about to say.” Sunset’s face turned a light shade of red as she closed her eyes. More silence filled the room. Twilight and Fluttershy shared a concerned glance with one another as they silently mulled over whatever it was Sunset had to say.
Sunset let out an exhale as she opened her eyes. The anxiety had turned to cold resolve as she eyed her friends. “Basically, I think we should all start dating one another.”
Silence.
All hell broke loose in the room as seven voices simultaneously rang out.
“What the fuck, dude!?”
“Talk about upsetting the apple cart…”
“Ooh is this a cult? Sunset, are you starting a cult!?”
“Meep!”
“What a positively lascivious idea!”
“Uh, I need an adult…”
Twilight’s face turned bright red as she processed Sunset’s words. “Come again, Sunset? Did you…did you just say we should –
“Date!” Sunset smirked, “Yes, I did.” She held up a hand in a defensive posture, “Please, let me explain.”
Rainbow Dash crossed her arms. Her eyes narrowed at Sunset, “You better.”
Sunset ignored the desire to laugh at Rainbow Dash’s hypocrisy, as she had already caught the athlete checking out everybody in the room at least once already. She rolled her eyes and continued, “Look, long story short, I’ve come to realize a few things over the past several months. One, I’m attracted to all of you. Two, you’re all attracted to me! And, most importantly, all of you – “ She gesticulated wildly at every party in the room – “are attracted to each other!” She finished, a look of pure satisfaction adorning her face.
“How absurd of an idea! I don’t even like women, much less any of my friends!” Rarity growled.
“Oh, really? What did you say about Fluttershy’s date to this year’s Fall Formal again? Something along the lines of ‘good for nothing scoundrel who wasn’t fit to hold Fluttershy’s perfect hand and if he tries anything funny I’ll castrate him myself,’ right?”
Six faces turned to face Rarity who had begun to turn the color of one of her many pin cushions. Fluttershy stared at the girl, her face a similar shade of red, eyes wide. “I didn’t realize you felt that way about me, Rarity.”
“I don’t…I’m not a lesbian, I’m not…” Rarity trailed off, casting a pitiful glance at the ground.
“Well, duh! You’re not a lesbian if you like guys too, silly! You’re like me. I love ‘em both!” Pinkie let out, wearing one of her signature smiles and clearly enjoying the moment.
“I DON'T LIKE WOM-
“It’s okay, Rarity. I like you too.”
Rarity stopped, staring at Fluttershy, mouth completely agape. Rainbow Dash seethed in silent anger besides her.
“Whaa?” Rarity articulated.
“Ahem.” Sunset drew an imaginary line between the circles containing Rarity and Fluttershy, “As, uh, some of us come to terms with the nascent realization of our bisexuality, let’s continue.” With a surprising amount of intensity, Sunset jabbed her pointer into another bubble, “Twilight!” Said girl scrunched her face in panic at what Sunset had in store for her. “Let’s not beat around the bush here, Twilight. You like me. I like you. And we’re pretty much girlfriends already! Minus the, uh...” Sunset slipped a finger through a circle she had made with the other hand to complete the thought for her.
“What!? I like you as a friend, Sunset. Nothing more, I promise you!” Twilight said, her throat suddenly a lot more dry than it was before the presentation had begun.
Sunset raised an eyebrow, “Remember that time we went to the Planetarium – just you and I – and we spent the entire day together?”
“Y-yes? W-what about it?” Twilight squeaked.
“Oh, I don’t know, just that we held hands.”
“That’s perfectly normal friend beh –
“You told me I have beautiful eyes.”
“It was a compliment!”
“I wrapped my arm around you when it got cold.”
“Appreciated, but that wasn’t –
“Twilight, you spent the night here in my bedroom…with me…”
Twilight stopped, defeated. She looked at Sunset, her face burning, “O-okay, m-maybe I like you a little…”
“Glad we’re on the same page, girlfriend!” Sunset grinned, satisfied with the admission.
“N-no, we are not on the same page, Sunset! Even if I have feelings for you, that doesn’t mean I want to date the rest of my friends!” Twilight hissed, leaning forward in her chair to meet Sunset’s smug gaze with her own unamused expression.
“Ha! You’re right, I’m sure it wasn’t dating you were thinking about that time I caught you drooling all over yourself when Pinkie stole Rainbow Dash’s shirt at the beach, you perv!” Sunset countered.
Twilight’s eyes shot wide open. “I-I w-wasn’t drooling over anything, S-Sunset!” She stuttered out.
“It’s okay, Twilight. I think all of us burned that into our memory – cuz, shit, you can grind meat on those things!” Sunset threw Rainbow Dash a sultry gaze, which she responded to with a kiss and wink.
“Listen, egghead, if you wanted to see these bad boys, all you had to do was ask, and I’d give you an up-close introduction to them, babe.” Rainbow Dash smirked at her friend, who appeared to be going through a panic and horniness-induced existential crisis. Arousal flooded Twilight as she remembered the athlete’s shirtless form, causing her to visibly shudder. Thoughts of peppering each of the girl’s abdominal muscles with kisses were definitely not racing through her mind.
“They are quite nice,” Fluttershy added, wistfully staring at Rainbow Dash’s white shirt-covered midsection. Rainbow Dash smirked as she leaned backwards into her chair, basking in the attention.
“I rest my case on the Twilight front – unless you want me to continue, Ms. Applejack-Has-Such-Big-Strong-Arms.” Sunset said, staring at the girl who had taken to burying her head in her palms and was slowly rocking herself to cope with the embarrassment.
“You’re always checking out my butt, Twilight!” Pinkie interjected.
“You do have a pretty nice ass, Pinkie.” Applejack added.
“Thanks! I’m just glad that squat routine Maud recommended is finally paying off!”
“Oh, I didn’t realize your sister was into fitness. Do tell, Pinkie!” Rarity implored.
“No! Off topic, Rarity!” Sunset shouted, looking far more frustrated than she really ought to be. “Back to the important issues, guys.” Sunset said, pointing at Rainbow’s bubble.
“Do I even need to explain this one?” Sunset asked. No one protested. It wasn’t exactly a secret that the rainbow-haired girl had shown varying degrees of interest in all her friends, something she wasn’t shy about expressing, whether through word or touch.
Rainbow Dash feigned indignation, shaking her head in mock disapproval, until she broke the pretense with a sharp laugh. “Fine, unlike you guys, I’ll admit it: we’re all pretty fucking hot.” Why wouldn’t I want to bang it out with all of you?” She rested her case with a cross of her arms and smirk. “Ideally, in one big debauched orgy, of course,” Dash tacked on.
“I like the sound of that, Dashie!” Pinkie responded, sharing a mischievous gaze with the athlete.
“I can’t believe you know the word ‘debauched’,” Twilight whispered, her head still in her palms.
“Screw you.”
“Hey, it was just a –
Before the two could engage any further, Sunset slammed her pointer across the wooden stand, silencing the pair. “No arguing allowed! Unless it’s in the bedroom, and you’re trying to resolve it through aggressive make-up sex…and I’m there!”
“Ooh I’d have lots and lots of aggressive make-up sex with you, Sunny!” Pinkie Pie said, striking a tone somewhere between sultry and enthusiastic as she blew a kiss towards her leather jacket wearing friend.
“Me too.” Fluttershy quietly added.
“Let me stop you right there, girlie.” Applejack interjected, glaring at Sunset. “I don’t know what type of girl you take me for, but I most certainly am not attracted to –
“You’ve made out with Rainbow Dash.”
“That was a dare, and you know it, Sunset!” Applejack shouted as she pulled her hat down to cover her eyes.
“Three times.” Sunset finished, smirking.
“She can actually put that mouth of hers to good use when she's not using it to make a fool of herself…” Applejack grumbled, bringing her hat down even further in an attempt to hide the growing redness in her face.
“You’re damn right, blondie.” Rainbow Dash announced, licking her lips as Applejack began to slide down her chair in shame.
Sunset clapped her hands together in anticipation of total victory. Her plan was coming along nicely, and that was without the song and dance routine she had prepared as a last resort to get everyone to see it her way! The right way, that was.
Sunset put the pointer down and gestured towards the remaining attendees. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that you two,” she pointed at the two pinkettes, “See the light, right?”
Pinkie Pie, not caring for subtleties, gave the girl two thumbs up and a voracious nod. Fluttershy looked away, finally displaying some hesitancy at the proceedings, “W-well…does this mean we can, like, have an, um, orgy?” She finished, almost whispering, but with a hopeful expression on her face.
“Glad you asked, Fluttershy, because I was just about to recommend that we blow through all the awkwardness and doubt by ditching the clothes and going into my room and just letting our bodies figure it all out!”
“I’m down with that.” Rainbow Dash shrugged, already removing her blue jacket.
“Took you long enough, Sunny!” Pinkie screamed as she set to work untying her boots. “Fair warning, everyone, I bite.” She said, grinning like a cheshire cat, eyes already scanning the crowd for her first target of the night.
“W-wait, how are we all going to fit in your bed, it could barely fit both of –
“Aren’t you the eager one, Twilight! But don’t you worry that brilliant, sexy head of yours – I’ve already gotten rid of my bed and covered the entire floor with carpet, blankets, and pillows!” Sunset beamed.
“Whaa?” Rarity said, her mouth still agape.
Fluttershy leaned over to place a hand under her friend’s jaw, closing it for her. She found Rarity’s lips with her own, kissing the fashionista for the briefest of moments. Rarity could only blink as her brain factory reset. Fluttershy giggled, “You’re so pretty, Rarity. I’ve been waiting years to do that.” Rarity smiled dumbly, faintly nodding her head at the thought.
Sunset shucked her jacket off, eager to start the festivities as well. “Before we start the greatest damn orgy in the history of orgies, I just wanted to say…” The girl paused, silently taking in her friends once more, all already in various stages of undress, “Thank you. This isn’t just about the, uh, hopefully mind-blowing and leg ruining sex we’re about to have, it’s about…family. You girls are like family to me and I love all of you so much, and now we have a reason to be together forever. Living, loving, and screwing together for the rest of our lives. It’s like a dream come true!” Sunset finished as she wiped away the moisture in her eyes. Several of the girls had similarly grown teary eyed, but smiles plastered every face in the room. Save for one.
A solitary arm tentatively raised from the back of the room.
“Sorry to, uh, interrupt the moment, but I have a question: what am I doing here?”
Instantly, all eyes locked onto the figure of their eighth member, who had remained a mostly silent observer up until this point.
“Oh my gosh, I almost forgot about you, Spike!” Sunset let out, embarrassment at her forgetfulness written across her face. Everyone but the boy in question began to nervously shift.
The lone male sat, sporting a strained expression and uncomfortably crossed legs.
“Ah, yes, Spike…” Sunset trailed off, trying to find her words. “Everything I said earlier applies to you too, dude.” She settled on, giving her best attempt at a comforting smile to ease the boy’s obvious nerves.
Spike raised an eyebrow, “I’m not just here out of, like, pity or something, right? You don’t have to let me join your, uh, group if you don’t really want me to. I’ll leave, no hard feelings, I swear.”
“NO.” Seven voices violently echoed through the room, startling the young man.
Sunset chuckled, “Wow, that was fast!” She gazed at the boy, eyes half lidded, “I don’t think I’d be asking you to join my hare – I mean, uh, our polycule if I didn’t like you the same way I like the others, Spike.” She sashayed closer to him, enjoying the way his emerald eyes glued themselves to her hips, “You’re hot, Spike. Your hair is to die for, your body isn’t half bad either, and that goofy little smirk of yours just drives me crazy every time I see it.” She stopped just feet away from the boy, looking down at him, watching him squirm under her gaze, “And it’s like a sprinkler down there when you snap and let out that inner dragon of yours. Dominance looks so good in green.” Sunset purred.
She also considered mentioning that the idea of watching him and Twilight bang one out was really fucking hot and made her knees weak just thinking about it, but that would have to wait for a more…appropriate time.
Twilight spoke up, “I don’t think I’d want to be here if you weren’t, Spike. You’re my best friend, I could never leave you out of something like this.” She looked down at her hands, her face now taking on a deep red hue, “And maaaaaybe I used to have a tiny crush on you back in Junior High.” Sunset bit her lip, trying to contain her excitement, as Project Spilight received its first official push forward.
Spike blinked.
“You’re one of the only guys worth a damn around here, pretty boy. And you ain’t too hard on the eyes either.” Applejack grinned.
“You’re sweeter than a pea, Spike!” Pinkie joined in, “So why don’t you come and plant your seed in my pot, all night long?” She suggestively wiggled her eyebrows at him for emphasis.
“If I'm gonna fuck a dude it may as well be you, green boy! I see the way you look at me, I know you want to!” Rainbow Dash announced, leering at him.
“There’s no other man I’d want more to bend me over and absolutely fucking ravish me than you, darling.” Rarity said, breaking from her stupor.
“Spike, I want you to pull my hair, spank me, and rail me so hard I can’t feel my legs for the next two weeks.” Fluttershy spoke calmly as a tender smile graced her lips.
“Okaaaay, that was, uh, interesting…but as you can see, Spike, all of us want you here.” She tapped her chin, staring contemplatively at the wall, “I suppose we could ask Flash if you weren’t interested…”
Faster than even Rainbow Dash could track, the boy’s purple over shirt had been discarded to the floor and he was now standing, unfastening his belt. “Now that’s what I like to see, greenie.” Sunset laughed.
“I’m in, I just wanted to make sure, that was all!” Spike hastily added, already stepping out of his jeans. The boy joined Rainbow Dash in going shirtless, happily putting his lean but toned body on display. He stood proudly in his dragon themed boxers, his eagerness on obvious display before his friends.
“Save it for the bedroom, Romeo. Speaking of which…” Sunset wrapped an arm around Twilight’s waist, pulling the girl into her. She began to guide her startled but receptive partner to the bedroom, as the others followed in behind them. Spike was being lead by both Rarity and Fluttershy, while Applejack and Rainbow Dash walked side by side, both still actively stripping off their remaining clothing. And, somehow, Pinkie Pie laid completely nude at the center of the room, striking a seductive pose to greet everyone as they entered.
Sunset reveled in her victory. Tonight was going to be the greatest, longest night of her life – hopefully the first of many high octane, love-and-lust filled nights to come.
Moans and shouts of pleasure filled the room to the break of dawn.
Author's Note
This is my first time writing something this mature so plz be gentle.
I don't know if this story was a good idea, but I think it's kind of funny and it was definitely good practice for another project I'm working on that's dialogue heavy!
Also horny Sunset is best Sunset.
“O-okay, um, wow, Sunset, that was…that was amazing.”
Sunset looked up at the sweaty, panting mess that was her newly minted girlfriend waning down from another release. Her lips contorted into a wolfish grin. That was orgasm…number three? Maybe four. It was hard to tell. Not like it mattered much anyways – there would be plenty more in store for both of them tonight. After all, she hadn’t been making hollow boasts earlier when she had declared this to be an orgy for the history books – whether they be Equestrian or human.
“Glad you’ve finally come around, Twilight. Took you long enough!” Sunset spoke, her face still glossy with Twilight’s fluids.
“You…” Twilight paused, taking another breath to ease the pounding of her heart from the intense come down. “Invited me into a polyamorous relationship with all of my closest friends, then wormed your way into my pants before I could even fully process what was going on. Forgive my hesitancy, but I think a little apprehension was warranted.” Twilight closed her eyes to ruminate on what had been one of the most interesting past hours of her life. Gaining six girlfriends in the time it took her to brew and a drink a cup of coffee was outstanding enough, but the group sex was just the icing on the sexy, sublime cake.
“Granted! But…” Sunset wiped her face of its sheen, still grinning, “I’m sure you’re happy you’re here, getting eaten out by your girlfriend, instead of, uh, not getting eaten out, right?”
Twilight sighed.
“...yes."
Twilight opened her eyes, properly basking in the afterglow of, in Sunset’s words, mind-blowing and leg ruining sex, her entire body still radiating with heat. Sex was a base desire – usually only serving to distract her from her studies, inevitably at the most inconvenient of times, but, fuck, being on the receiving end of Sunset’s tongue and very nimble fingers sure beat fighting whatever socially disenfranchised teenager juiced on Equestrian magic the world had in store for them next.
“I knew you would, Twilight. I sure am! So is everyone else!” Sunset crawled upward to meet her girlfriend face to face, lightly straddling the red faced girl as she drew their lips together for a kiss.
“S-sunset, your face, it’s covered in my-
“That’s what makes it so hot, Twilight.” Sunset pressed forward, silencing her girlfriend with another kiss, deeper than the first. She pushed her tongue past Twilight’s lips, giving the girl a proper taste of her own essence as she explored every square inch of Twilight’s oral cavern.
Sunset released the girl’s mouth, choosing to attack her neck with small kisses and bites instead. She giggled at the low moans and squeaks being emitted by Twilight with the reception of every kiss, only pausing momentarily to nuzzle her neck. She stared down at Twilight once more, enjoying how the girl instinctively presented her neck, her eyes closed and hands clenching the layered sheets underneath them. “Aaaand, hate to break it to you, but you’re gonna be swapping DNA with a lot of people tonight!”
Twilight blinked, taking a moment to catch her breath again.
Then she laughed.
Whatever concerns she may have still felt faded into the recesses of her mind as she stared up at the woman on top of her. It was almost too good to be true. Call her an optimist, but Sunset might actually be right. This would likely only strengthen the bonds of their friendship, and it might even make their connection to the elements stronger! If her theorizing had any truth to it, she almost felt sorry for whatever would be evil doer ended up in the crosshairs of their Rainbow onslaught next.
“You have such a pretty smile, Twilight.” Sunset said, leaning down to nuzzle their noses together. They both laughed at the chaste touch, both enjoying the other’s closeness. “But I know you’re this happy because you finally get a chance to taste the rainbow over there.” Sunset said, lightly poking at Twilight’s belly for emphasis, causing the girl to giggle.
“I plead the fifth.” Twilight responded coyly, a nearly invisible smirk adorning her face.
“Can’t say I blame you; I can’t wait to put that geode of hers to the test one of these days…”
Twilight flashed a grin at her girlfriend, “Speaking of DNA swapping, mind if I return the favor?”
“Oh, sweet Celestia, yes!” Sunset purred, her entire body burning with desire for the younger girl. She quickly made to roll onto her back, hooking her arms around Twilight as she did so to leave her in top position.
“F-faster, Gumby!” Rainbow Dash barked, her fingers laced through the young man between her legs green hair, keeping him firmly locked onto her vagina. Sure, Spike wasn't exactly her ideal bedmate, but even she had to admit he was attractive in his own uniquely dorky, clueless sort of way. Although his mouth was certainly helping his case too.
And there were definitely far worse options on the offer for male entrants into their little band of carpet munchers Sunset could have suggested.
“I’m trying, I’ve never gone down on a girl be –
Rainbow Dash pressed his face back down to her folds, earning a glare from the boy as he was unceremoniously cutoff. She could only roll her eyes at her green headed friend – there was no time for complaining now, not as she was this close to finishing.
“Momma’s close, green boy. Real close. Just keep it up and I’ll, fuck, make it worth your while.” Rainbow Dash added, shooting the boy the best sultry gaze she could muster under the circumstances. With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, Spike resumed lapping away at his personal fountain.
Rarity laid almost completely still, save for the erratic panting, trying to collect her bearings. Being driven to the edge, only to be let down, over and over again, was starting to loosen her grip on reality. Her entire body was aflame with the relentless pleasure being brought on by her not-so-meek friend.
The animal lover was a surprisingly cruel mistress indeed, but her cruelty hurt in the best way possible.
Fluttershy loomed over the prone body of her girlfriend, lightly trailing kisses across her bare shoulders, enjoying the way she quivered under her touch. Without warning, Fluttershy sunk her teeth into where the fashionista’s neck met her shoulder, causing the girl to release a hiss from the sudden hit of pain and pleasure.
“O-oh, Fluttershy, you could have warned me f-first…” Rarity whimpered, still shuddering from toothy assault.
Fluttershy laughed before gently sucking on the same spot she had bitten, “Where's the fun in that?” Rarity's squeaks turned into moans as Fluttershy resumed her sucking, only with far more force in order to guarantee a mark on Rarity’s exquisitely pale skin. Fluttershy’s mouth glided across Rarity’s shoulders and nape, leaving marks wherever they touched. The girl stopped, taking a moment to enjoy the light bruising she had painted Rarity’s porcelain skin with.
“Your skin is gorgeous, Rarity…” She said, getting low to whisper into the girl’s ear. “It makes for such a pretty canvas to draw on…maybe we can turn it into a group activity, give everyone a turn to mark you up like the little painslut you are. Sounds like fun, right?” She looked down at the quivering form of her girlfriend, already imagining it littered with all sorts of obscenity. No answer was forthcoming from the quivering girl, but the leaking between her legs told Fluttershy everything she needed to know about that idea.
“W-where’d you get the whipped cream, Pinkie?”
“Details, details, Applejack…”
Applejack's back was pressed up against the wall as she cautiously eyed the steadily approaching Pinkie Pie, who was armed with nothing but her usual manic smile and a large can of whipped crème. She had to admit, for all the junk Pinkie ate on the regular, her metabolism must have been a gift from the gods because her body was the epitome of fit. Her stomach was taut and lean, her hips were heaven on earth, and, somehow, those same gods must have decided she wasn’t already blessed enough, because her tits were fucking magnificent. They were probably the second largest pair amongst the group, only behind Rarity’s!
Pinkie Pie stopped less than a meter away from Applejack’s crotch, already vigorously shaking the metallic cylindrical in her grasp. Applejack could only sigh as the girl reached over to pry her legs apart before aiming a burst of the crème onto her mound.
"What can I say? Every apple pie needs a little whipped crème!"
“That…was…” Sunset panted.
“Good, hopefully.” Twilight said as she wiped away Sunset’s juices from her face.
“Yeah…fuck, that was good.” Sunset trailed off, completely zenned out. This was just the beginning of their night, and it was already pretty fucking incredible. As far as she was concerned, this had already been the greatest decision of her life…and she had bubble charts to thank for that.
Twilight crawled into the space next to her, laying down as she surveyed the state of the room around them. Her friends certainly seemed like they were having fun, even if what Fluttershy and Rarity were doing looked a little on the painful side of things. Whatever floated their boat, she supposed.
Besides her, Sunset lay still. Her mind was still clouded over with the euphoria of her orgasmic high, but even in this state she knew something was amiss. The lust induced haze over her head was keeping it just out of reach...
She lightly drummed two of her fingers across the floor, hoping it would jog her memory.
Nothing.
But then Rainbow Dash came.
“OH SHIT, HERE WE GO, BABY!” The girl shouted with all the emotional restraint of a ten year old hooked on amphetamine.
She inclined her head at the source of the loud outburst – or, more precisely, the cause of the outburst. From her vantage point, a green mass of hair peaked out from between the athlete’s toned thighs, seemingly locked in place.
Now she remembered. It was Spike. Or, more specifically, Project Spilight. Sunset grinned as she gazed at the now concerned looking Twilight – it was go time.
“That was…fucking awesome, Spike. A little practice and you might just have Gilda beat at eating –
“I’ll be taking this!”
“Huh?”
In a mildly surprising display of strength and speed, Sunset had yanked the boy away from Rainbow Dash’s grasp, standing him up to guide him to his destiny: Twilight’s pussy.
“She’s all wet and ready for you, big boy.” She whispered into his ear from behind as she pressed her bosom into his backside.
“W-wait a second, Sunset, T-twilight and I don’t like each other l-like that.” Spike stuttered out as they approached the similarly flustered Twilight.
“Oh, please, I see the way she looks at you when she thinks no one is watching. Ever notice how clingy she gets when you’re around? Especially around Trixie?” Sunset paused, watching Spike nervously shift around as they stood before the still prone Twilight. “You heard it yourself, she had a crush on you in middle school.”
“Had…” Spike muttered, looking everywhere but at Twilight’s nude body.
“I don’t think it’s a coincidence her last boyfriend had green hair – she’s still got a case of that green fever, Spikey.” Sunset nipped at his ear, sending a shiver down the boy’s spine.
“S-spike, it’s okay if you don’t want to do it with me, there are prettier girls here anyways…” Twilight said, bringing a small blanket to hide away her body.
“What!? No way, Twilight. I’d love...” Spike caught himself, cringing slightly at how quick the admission left his mouth.
“Y-you would?” Twilight asked, her face beating a shade of red Spike didn’t even know was possible for a human to produce.
Spike looked down at her. Had Twilight always been this cute? She was his best friend – he had known her for most of his life, how hadn’t he noticed how unreasonably beautiful she was before seeing her naked?
“You see? She wants you.” Sunset cooed as she gently pushed the boy down to his knees. “Don’t keep your lady waiting, Spike.” Sunset said, joining them on the ground, but moving a short distance away to respect the privacy of their intimate moment. The superior angle it gave her viewing was just a happy bonus, of course.
Spike crawled towards Twilight, who had begun to recline onto her back once more. He hovered directly above his friend, supporting himself with both hands that were firmly planted on either side of her head. He looked down at her, unable to stop a grin from forming as they met eye to eye, “Hey.”
“Hey.”
Spike brushed a few sweaty strands of hair away from her face. “Soooo…you wanna, like, have sex now?”
“Maybe kiss me first, you dork.” Twilight spoke, a playful edge to her tone as she rolled her eyes.
“Sure thing, Twi! Hope you like the taste of skittles!” Spike laughed, assaulting Twilight with a flurry of kisses across her face and neck.
“S-spike, you’re tickling me, s-stop it!”
Sunset watched on as the awkward but happy couple laughed away, intertwined in each other’s arms. The scene only reinforced her decision to offer Spike admittance into their group – she knew they were all quite fond of Twilight’s assistant, but Twilight would have never been truly content without him, even if she tried to deny it.
The sounds and smells of pleasure surrounded her. Rainbow Dash had formed a ménage à trois with Applejack and Pinkie, sandwiched between the two, energetically lapping away at Applejack’s core while simultaneously being eaten out herself by Pinkie. Rarity and Fluttershy were cuddling and trading small kisses with one another, clearly taking a break from whatever it was they had gotten up to in the meantime. Sunset was truly looking forward to the rest of their night – so many bodies to explore, so much pleasure to be had…could anything ever top it?
It’s not as if Princess Twilight and all her friends could ever cross dimensions and join in, right? The idea sounded ludicrous – six human females and one male, nine mares, and one drake coming together for the first cross-dimensional counterpart orgy of all time? How would that even work? She’d need a bigger room, that was for sure!
Maybe…maybe it wouldn’t hurt to find out?
Author's Note
I post this chapter unashamedly, but I did wrestle with myself a bit over whether or not I even wanted to write another part to this story. When I was initially coming up with the story for TMRYP, and even as I was writing it, I thought it was probably going to be a one shot.
But here we are! In some ways this was tougher to write than the first chapter but, ultimately, I like the finished product.
FYI, I know the human Spike thing threw some of you guys off and led to unnecessary confusion - I blame my writing for that. So my apologies.
For references sake, I think this is probably the best Equestria Girls-ified human Spike design I've come across up to this point, and I tend to picture this when writing out or just thinking about EQG stories involving him: https://carniscorner.tumblr.com/post/174113402528/revisiting-the-concept-of-human-eqg-spike-this
