In The Days Before The Upheaval

After the Wonderbolts performance finished to standing ovations, a trophy was given to Midnight Blitzer, fastest flier in the junior league. Carved of silver, it depicted Rainbow Dash, one of the premiere heroines of Equestria, although she lived far from the Crystal Empire, practically on the other side of the world. Midnight, Lightning, and Moonlight broke away from the other cadets like usual, and entered one of the buildings behind the arena, where the guards nodded at them while they passed on their way to the locker rooms, their Wonderbolt outfits soaked in sweat.

Lightning Spark stretched and yawned. “I'm bushed! Congratulations, bro! To show you I'm not a sore loser, how would you like to celebrate your victory?”

“Huh, dunno.” Midnight scratched the back of his head in the locker room. The twins started to peel their uniforms away, and had gone without underwear in an attempt to further maximize speeds.

I'm sure you'll think up something,” said Moonlight, who tried not to stare.

Lightning said, “Let's hit the showers! You too, Moonie!”

“Fine. I could use a soak.” Moonlight, too, tossed her tank top aside, kicked off her sports shoes, and removed her shorts and plain white panties, the most feminine garment she wore. The three of them headed into the showers, which they had to themselves since the other cadets either stayed to watch the show or helped themselves to the food and drink provided elsewhere by the maids.

Water streamed from the nozzles over their bodies, which they lathered up. With a wicked snicker, Lightning started to wash Moonlight like before, drawing the bright green wide eyes of her brother as the bat mare bit her lower lip to swallow small moans each time her breasts and areola were rubbed. She traced up her sides, firmly squeezed handfuls of female flesh between her fingers.

Nonetheless, Midnight, while he watched with curious eyes, didn't so much as stir downstairs.

“You're so innocent, brother. I'll never understand you.”

“Uh? What do you mean?” He tilted his head to one side while he rinsed down.

“Nevermind.” She rolled her eyes. “Know what we need to properly celebrate? Booze!”

“But we're not supposed to drink...oh~,” shuddered Moonlight, as hands that danced around a tit and buttock kneaded and rolled them. “Where in the hell could we obtain some, anyway?”

Midnight said, “We could ask permission? Special occasion?”

“Got a better idea.” Lightning shot them a wild grin. “Hate to cut this short, but I'll be back in a flash!” In an electric blue blur, she zipped out of the shower, toweled down, threw on some clothes, and rushed out of the locker room. The bewildered pair continued to finish up their shower.

For a moment, only the sound of the shower waters filled an otherwise awkward silence.

Moonlight's bat-like met his stare. “S-so Middy?” She shifted a foot across the floor, brushed some water puddles into the drain. “H-how about I take you to dinner? Since you won, and all.”

“Your treat? You know I can always eat!” He laughed, and she forced one, too with a mild blush.

“Here. Let me, um, finish you.” Her cheeks colored further as she strode over, and tried not to tremble while she washed off his fluffy fur and feathers, not in an intrusive way, and he continued to beam at her in a toothy manner. Then, she turned off the nozzle, and toweled him down.

After she finished he took a fresh towel and said, “I'll do you, too!” She winced and hissed to hide another moan at his touch, seemingly oblivious whenever he touched a breast, hip, or her butt, almost like he was spaced out and in a world of his own all the time, much to her chagrin.

She'd have to be even bolder. But now didn't seem to be the right time to make her move.

An electric blue flash announced Lightning's return, who kicked the locker room door shut behind her and locked it with her wingtips. In her lean arms, she carried a basket full of goodies, which included a thick bottle of wine. “Ta-da~! Now we can really throw a party for the champion!”

Midnight practically drooled at all the snacks. “Can't wait to dig in!”

“Heehee.” Lightning beamed with pride and placed a picnic blanket down on the floor, which the maids had cleaned almost spotless, then she put out a spread of baked goods.

Moonlight raised an eyebrow. “Where'd you find the wine?”

“Oh, er, I kinda nicked it,” she finished with a low whisper. “Took it from the queen's private stash.”

“You what?” Moonlight almost freaked out. “You want to get us kicked out of the academy?”

“Hush. No one's gonna know. Not unless you squeal. So don't be such a wimp! Whew, practically need another shower after I ran around the whole building!” Lightning, seeing that they were still naked, used that as an excuse to toss off her own clothes and enjoyed the cool air on her skin.

“B-but still...” Moonlight's shoulders slumped in defeat, as Lightning had already uncorked the bottle, and took a deep swig, before she happily breathed a sigh. “Wow, good shit! Try some!” She handed it to her brother first, who also took a gulp, and fluffed up his fur and feathers in delight. He then passed it to Moonlight, who tentatively took it and studied the ingredients.

“Guess it's an indirect kiss,” she whispered almost inaudibly, and took a deep series of sips.

They sat on their bottoms in a circle and started to devour, or in Moonlight's case, pick at the baked treats. What they didn't know was that Ocellus had spiked this batch of drinks, too.

A heat that settled in their bellies continued to spread across their bodies. Their faces flushed, their eyes hazy, while the venom aphrodisiac rushed into their extremities and tickled their brains.

“Good thing we're already naked,” muttered Moonlight. “Why is it suddenly so hot...?” A light sheen of perspiration enveloped their bodies, and a sweatdrop rolled down the slope of a tit.

“Feels kinda nice~, almost slurred Lightning with a lewd smirk, as both mares' nipples almost painfully hardened, their assholes puckered, and their cunts clenched with a quiet, moist squish.

Midnight couldn't hide his own arousal, as his horsecock swelled and lifted, until its flared tip dripped. “I feel weird,” he admitted. He'd never so much as masturbated, not while awake at least, but had woken up with stained sheets a few times, as his innocence protected him like a shield.

“Got a boner,” chortled Lightning with a snicker. “Wow, you really are packing! No wonder Moonie wants a piece of you so badly!” She nudged the bat mare, who flushed hard.

Midnight snapped to awareness and covered his crotch. “S-sorry! I'm not a pervert, I swear!”

“Nah, bro, it's natural.” The venom continued to temporarily rewire their brains, lowering their inhibitions, its effect increased the more they were aroused. She brushed aside the goodies on the picnic blanket, slowly crawled across it to him on all fours, Moonlight unable to help but stare at the twin mare's inflamed holes on full display, which suddenly looked unbelievably tasty. Especially with her tail flagged up high, her toned butt presented like she was ready to be mounted.

Lightning pushed down on the flared tip, then watched it bob and giggled, her fingertip smeared in his hot precum. She looked at it curiously, then thoughtlessly licked it off her digit.

“S-sister!” His dick and testicles tensed up at her closeness, unable to help but stare at her body in a way he never had before, and with a hiss a wad of his precum shot across her tits.

“Ooh, kinky!” She simply laughed and her sexholes clenched harder as she inhaled his musk.

“Th-this is wrong,” muttered Moonlight, so why did it feel so right? Intrsusive fantasies flooded her brain, of the brother-and-sister as they pinned her down, and fucked her senseless while the three of them made out. Without realizing it, she'd snaked a hand down to trace her cunt cleft.

“Come on Moonie~.” Lightning cast her half-lidded eyes, and after a moment's hesitation, she started to scoot over. “No, not like that! Crawl, like I did!” Moonlight's face was fully red, but she nonetheless lowered herself, and tried to match the mare's seductive crawl on all fours.

Midnight couldn't help but leer at his childhood friend's cut, heart-shaped butt stuck up in the air, her tail also raised and plastered across her lower back, a signal mares usually made when they wanted a stallion to rut them. Her medium-sized breasts also swayed below her, topped by perky nipples that practically brushed over the picnic blanket on her way over to them.

When she was close, Lightning suddenly pulled her into a deep kiss. Moonlight's eyes widened, but she surrendered to the hands on her hips and melted into the kiss. Then, Lightning's wing wrapped around her brother and drew him in too, as her snout disconnected from Moon's in strings of saliva while their bosoms huffed. “P-pretty cool, huh? Why don't we really make the champion's day?” One of her hands slid to cup and squeeze Moon's buttcheek, while the other stroked cock.

By the moment, their defenses broke down, as they surrendered further to their base desires. Moonlight had hoped her first time would be more romantic, but she collapsed into their touch, and a three-way kiss between him, the stallion's own instincts awakened by the fertile mares.

They moved on instinct, Midnight pushed onto his back across the picnic blanket as his massive plumage wrapped around his mares. They slid down to his impressive horsecock, started to nuzzle, kiss, and lick it, both of them amateurish but enthusiastic to please as their hot cunts winked.

He cast back his head and practically howled when his twin took his cock into her maw. She rapidly bobbed, slid him deeper-and-deeper with a choke, until she finally swallowed him whole, while Moon was forced to lap at the bottom of his vein-lined shaft and his fuzzy blue balls.

His sister swirled around his length. Slurped up the precum he jizzed out with each throb. All of them could tell he wouldn't last long with his first time, so Lightning moaned when she sloppily popped off, buried her hand in Moon's sharp mane parted over half the mare's face, and forced her head down. Her eyes widened when she, too, choked down the horsecock that filled her throat.

“Suck it~,” teased the twin, who cupped the mare's squishy buttcheek while her other hand drove her head up-and-down, making her gurgle on the intrusion that distended her throat. Small tears formed in her bat-like eyes, but Moonlight submitted with a wink in an attempt to please him.

“M-Moonie~!” The innocent stud tensed up.

Lightning held her friend's face down, snout buried in the fluffy fur of his crotch, when he cried out and massaged her throat with each pulse. Moonlight tried desperately to swallow down his excessive, pent up load, but the sheer volume made her cheeks balloon, her eyes more watery and her nostrils burned when an excessive amount of semen hotly exploded out of her nostrils.

Finally, the hand on her skull drew back. Gasps rose from Moonlight, her open mouth overfilled with cum, while Lightning continued to jerk off Midnight and thick ropes of cum painted the mares faces, pressed hip-to-hip and cheek-to-cheek while they took the brunt of his loads.

Midnight felt his first sexual awakening, his innocence lost, unaware why it had protected him. That he carried the suppressed 'hyper-stallion' gene, a rare mutation that was a throwback to more primitive times. Whenever a bloodline risked extinction, a male could become a potential hyper-stallion, larger and more virile than an average stud, able to impregnate a number of mares. However, they were ignorant of this knowledge and the downsides...a much shorter lifespan as a stud became addicted and needed a constant supply of sex, before his reserves fully burnt out.

“W-wow....!” His chest heaved, and the lust-drunk mares swore they could see his chest visibly swell in a subdued manner, like the stud had suddenly become even more masculine. He cupped a cheek of their bottoms, tendelry squeezed the buttflesh. “I-I'm no longer a virgin!”

“But you still act like one,” teased Lightning as she elbowed him and licked cum off her face.

Some awareness returned to Moonlight, who also swallowed more of his load with a gurgle, despite how puffy and moist her pussylips were each time she winked, so horny her holes were desperate to be filled, and she hardly cared if he claimed her anal virginity, too. “Wh-what if we get knocked up? We should probably stop now,” she argued, even if an onset of estrus screamed at her to be bred.

Lightning teased, “You really wanna stop now? When you're so worked up?” She dipped a finger down, and with a wet squish, traced her forefinger over Moonie's snatch, a line of her pussy juices tethered to the digit when she lifted it up. “Come on, you can taste it!” She pressed a finger to her lips.

Moonlight reluctantly opened her mouth, sucked her friend's finger and tasted herself. She smoldered at her childhood pal, and stumbled shakily to her feet. The siblings rose with her, and Lightning spun Moon around and pressed on her lower back to force her down, Moon's palms spread to plant on a bench for support, bent over with her toned ass stuck in their faces.

She couldn't lower her tails to hide her holes if she wanted to, winked and dripped a trickle of her liquid lust with a needy mewl, looked over her shoulder with a dark blush as her heart-shaped clitoris peeked from her pussy hood and pulsed, shiny and wet. “P-please,” she pleaded.

“You heard her,” said Lightning, who sharply clapped a presented buttcheek. “You know how?”

“Y-yeah! I'm not a kid!” His hands were firmer, more dominant when they settled on and sank into Moonie's hips and buttcheeks when he reared up and mounted her, his horsecock slapped between her sweaty buns. He hissed and pulsed, emptied a rope of precum on her lower back and between her asscrack as his shaft rubbed over her lower holes, which throbbed against his studly dick.

His tip brushed over her puckered asshole, down her perineum, before he prodded at her entrance. With a small thrust, he split her tunnel open, feeling her pink folds envelop his cock. She squirted a little over his shaft, milked at it, while he slowly drove in deeper, and started to shift his hips.

Lightning reached down and fondled one of Moon's hanging breasts, which bounced and swayed while she was railed, and she met her brother's lips in a sloppy kiss. “Happy championship, brother~.” She half-lidded her eyes, felt his hands fondle her and the bat mare he fucked harder.

Plaps sounded each time he compressed Moon's plush, pert asscheeks, and she mewled in ecstasy, eyes rolled into her head and her mouth wide open, like the other mare her face still masked in sticky, slimy cum. Lightning continued to toy with her tits, and land more playful spanks on her asscheeks, which continually clapped under each possessive, dominant thrust Midnight made.

Aggression had increased his cock length and girth a little, spread her interior walls further, allowed his flare to break past her widened cervix and impact the walls of her slimy womb when he claimed her core, made her his mare. She whined in pleasure, fucked silly, and her tongue fell out of her mouth while he drove multiple orgasms from her and gushed all over his groin.

Finally, he reached his own limit. Buried himself deep as he was able, fired off inside her. Her belly swelled beneath her, packed full of load-after-load that impacted her uterus walls. She winked and milked him all the while, continued to drench him while the other mare molested her.

After he popped out, Lightning spread Moonlight's buttcheeks, so that his last thick load fired across her lower back, puckered asshole where the thick slime settled in the pink ring of feminine flesh, all over the insides of the parted cheeks and across a gaped snatch that drooled his sludge.

“S-so messy,” huffed Moonie, so shaken she could barely stand as her knees knocked.

Lightning patted her butt affectionately. “Good girl~. Now that's how you treat a champion! Oh.” Her ears flattened when she watched her brother slump onto the picnic blanket and drift into a deep sleep. “Guess I'll have to give him the other half of his reward some other time! Another shower, Moonie~?” She took her hand, and helped the pleasantly sore bat mare waddle over.

More heated water hit them, washed away the cum and their own lustful secretions. Lightning helped wash her, and winked all the while, but fortunately for her, the effects of the changeling venom had started to wear off. Regrets could always wait until later. Although both mares doubted they would surface, not when they both felt more wonderful than they ever had before!

Fortunately, none of the cadets came this way when the three of them cuddled up across the picnic blanket, slumbered, and were filled with more wet dreams induced by the venom's after-effects...