Beyond The Goddess Within

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon took their time trotting over to Miss Cheerilee’s classroom.  The noises from the previous night disrupted the two’s sleep-over at Filthy Rich’s manor house, and both felt entitled to take it easy.  They woke up late that morning and took a long shower together in Filthy’s cavernous crystal-walled shower, letting the water flow over their soft young fur as they stroked expensive heart-shaped soaps over each other’s cutie marks.  Nothing ruined a well-coiffed mane like a terrible night’s sleep, so Exacting Trim, Diamond’s personal stylist, worked overtime to get the two friends’ hair exactly right.  Only after all that - and a three-course breakfast - did Diamond and Silver finally trot out the door.

To them, there really wasn’t any rush.  This wasn’t the first time their teacher ever called the two to meet with her on a weekend after a squabble with their classmates.  They also knew from the first day of school that their rose-colored teacher was a pushover, and both were sure that after yet another five-minute talking-to, they’d be on their way back to Sugarcube Corner for snacks.

“I don’t see what the big deal was,” whined Diamond, her shiny light pink fur twinkling in the sunlight. “Those three blank flanks need to lighten up.”

“Seriously,” said Silver, “they should their cutie marks for tattle-telling.”  The two giggled.

As self-absorbed as they were, the two fillies still noticed something was different about Ponyville.  Not many ponies were in the streets, and the few who were looked noticeably distracted.  One of them was Berry Punch, lying with her back against a tree, her hoof kneading at a spot between her hind legs.  Her mouth was wide open, head craned back beneath a glass pitcher she was somehow holding above her head.  Sticky-sweet liquid flowed into Punch’s mouth, trickled down her cheeks and over her body, and her four legs looked longer than normal.  The two fillies could smell her from a few feet away, a hint of cider mixed with something else.  That’s when they rushed the final few steps to the schoolhouse.

When they nudged open the door, Diamond was about to rattle off an excuse when Silver jabbed her in the ribs.

“Ow!” whined Diamond.  “What was that—”

Silver didn’t need to say a word.  Applebloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo stood in the middle of the empty classroom, all of them brandishing cutie marks on their tiny flanks.  Behind them, Miss Cheerilee was sitting down on a large pink rug, reclined against a stack of pillows - the ones they all used for nap time when their teacher was in one of her moods.  Cheerilee looked like she was struggling to hold that position, and Scootaloo was on her hind legs, propping her up with her little pegasus body.  The three students looked back at the two of them with scorn, but Cheerilee was as welcoming as ever.

“Girls!” she cooed, “Good to see you made it.  And look!  Your classmates finally got their cutie marks!  Isn’t that great?”

Diamond and Silver just stood there, their irises shrunk and their mouths agape.  Applebloom giggled, her cherry-red mane flowing freely from their unbound lengths.  She knew the three of them had struck a blow.

“Don’t just stand there, girls, come on in!” said their teacher.  “Your friends were going to demonstrate their special talents.  They said that showing me would be better than just telling me - isn’t that exciting?”  She then looked down at the three fillies in front of her.  “Now, girls, am I sitting the right way?”  She almost fell forward again, but this time Sweetie Belle jumped up and helped her stay balanced with her lily-white hooves.  She then stared back at Diamond and Silver.

“You’re perfect, Miss Cheerilee,” said Sweetie.

“Hold on,” said Diamond as Silver bucked the door shut behind them.  “I don’t believe this, not for a minute.  They’re just trying to get attention again, just like in class.”

Cheerilee was about to respond, but she stopped when Sweetie Belle stepped forward, turned, then wagged her flank in Diamond’s face.

“Oh yeah?” said Sweetie, her eyes half-lidded.  “Why don’t you take a look for yourself?”

Diamond raised a hoof and stepped back, then lowered her brow.  “Fine,” she said.

Diamond reached out a hoof and rubbed it across the pair of pink lips on Sweetie’s flank.  She expected the mark to come off, just like that hilarious time when Sweetie fell in the mud and got her little hopes up only to have them dashed by the rain.  But it didn’t this time.  Sweetie blushed, feeling a pleasant tingle through her loins as her rival unknowingly found her most sensitive spot.  Her white cunt began to ooze.  Diamond shrieked.

“Eek!” said Diamond, covering her mouth with a hoof.  “They-they’ve got the Cutie Pox again!  We’re all infected!”  Sweetie Belle could care less as she rejoined her comrades.

“No,” said Scootaloo.  “We’ve been here for fifteen minutes and nobody’s caught anything, not even Miss Cheerilee.”  She smiled in satisfaction of what she just said.  “It’s so good of you to show up on time, by the way.”

Diamond ground her teeth, her face red with rage.  Silver just looked confused, waiting for her friend to take the lead, unable to think of anything helpful to say on her own.

“Now, if you excuse us,” said Applebloom, “we promised Miss Cheerilee we were gonna show her our special talents.”  She gestured a hoof toward a spot a few feet away.  “You two can just sit right there.”  Miss Cheerilee exhaled.

“Okay, girls,” she said, “I think I’m ready.  Now, show me!”

The three fillies looked at each other and nodded.  Sweetie Belle trotted over to her teacher’s right leg while Scootaloo made her way to her left.  Both nudged their heads down against their teacher’s hooves, sliding her legs apart so Applebloom could walk between them.  The three sat down and exhaled, then inched their right hooves between their legs.  They moaned as one, and each leaned forward, pressing their faces into their teacher’s fur.

Applebloom stuck out her tongue and slid it up the inside of Cheerilee’s left thigh.  She could feel her teacher shiver, then jump when Scootaloo’s teeth nibbled the edge of her left hoof.  As Applebloom’s tongue slid further along her thigh, she then felt Sweetie Belle’s lips poke her ankle with a kiss.  Their teacher giggled.

“Girls, that tickles!” she said.

Then, as their teacher watched, the three fillies began to change.  Sweetie Belle’s left hoof felt softer and larger against her shin and Applebloom’s legs were getting longer.  When Scootaloo got to her knees, two gamboge-colored breasts shook from her chest, and her added height allowed her strange new hand to lift Cheerilee’s leg off the ground.  Sweetie Belle was growing, too, and her kisses were now working their way toward Cheerilee’s right shoulder, her own white breasts sliding up against her sides.  Cheerilee was frightened, finding herself at the mercy of these beasts that were once her students.  But as she leaned back into the pillows, a new pleasure took hold, and with it the inexplicable urge for things to get even stranger.  Her whole body felt like it was on fire, especially between her legs, where Applebloom’s body coiled upward, her face inching closer to something wet.

The three fillies stirred their pussies and pleasured their teacher with the same frantic resolve.  Scootaloo released her teacher’s hoof and brushed her hard nipples up her teacher’s left side, mirroring Sweetie as her own mouth neared her teacher’s neck.  A white hand cupped Cheerilee’s chin and yanked it to the right, where Sweetie’s lips kissed hers in one passionate suck.  Her teacher kissed her back, and Sweetie’s tongue slipped inside.  Scootaloo then dove toward the throbbing vein in her teacher’s neck and nibbled the spot gently, sucking it back between her jaws to leave a hickey.  Then, all of a sudden, two yellow hands hoisted Cheerilee’s hips off the ground, and Applebloom’s face mashed into her stimulated rosy cunt.

Cheerilee moaned into Sweetie’s mouth and cringed as her students devoured her.  Her own tongue jammed in Sweetie’s mouth, and her student sucked it, pressing their lips even tighter together.  Scootaloo sucked her lips from her teacher’s neck, then stood on her hind legs, pressing her breasts into her teacher’s head as she nibbled the tip of her left ear.  Cheerilee cringed once more, twisting her hips around Applebloom’s head as her tongue dipped deeper inside her soaking snatch.  Applebloom responded by groping her teacher’s ass, letting her red tail sway back and forth, tickling both her tingling inner thighs.

Across the room, Diamond sat dumbfounded.  She sneered at the four of them, raising a hoof to her eye, but she couldn’t quite look away.  The smell of hot pony sex filled the tiny classroom almost immediately, and she was disgusted, hating that her rivals’ talent was going to make her stink all day.

That’s when a grey hand cupped her hoof and gently pushed it down.

Looking to her left, she was shocked to see that Silver had changed, too.  She looked taller, her hips rounder and dripping with strange juice as her twitching hand stayed sandwiched between her thighs.  Her body was more lean than the three fillies across the room, but Silver was about the same height as them, and her dark grey nipples were rock-hard.  Diamond saw her body for just a moment before Silver leaned in and kissed her, shoving her tongue deep inside.  Diamond blushed as she stumbled backwards, mumbling incoherently into her friend’s mouth.  Diamond struggled at first, then relented when her own body started to tingle.  The pink fur on Diamond’s legs stood on edge as her limbs brushed between Silver’s thighs, picking up some of her moisture as they grew.

Cheerilee’s thighs grew longer as well, and very quickly, she could feel her own chest expand.  The teacher felt a pain in her front hooves and brought them to her face.  She pulled from Sweetie’s kiss as the white unicorn got to her feet and both watched them re-form into rosy hands.  Scootaloo then grabbed Cheerilee’s left hand and shoved it into her mouth, nibbling the tip of her middle finger, then sucking it between her lips.  Cheerilee moaned, letting the other hand fall on the back of Applebloom’s head, pushing her face even harder against her cunt.  Sweetie then slid her own white hand over her teacher’s chest, tugging the nipple gently and letting it snap back in place before groping the breast between her fingers.  Sweetie kissed her teacher’s ear, letting it twitch against her lips with every peck.

Diamond’s body changed quickly once it got started, and before she knew it she was on her back, her friend on top of her, grinding her body against hers.  Diamond kissed back as Silver slid her body up and down, keeping the top of her thigh mashed against her wet pink cunt as it gushed inaugural juice.  Diamond tried to follow suit, lifting her leg up to meet Silver’s pussy, then set her hoof on the ground and shoved it backward, slapping her thigh hard against her friend’s dripping snatch.  The move increased their friction and Silver pressed her chest against hers, letting their hard nipples rub against one another.

It wasn’t until then that Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle noticed their change, and both were struck by the same thing.

“Hey, look!” said Scootaloo, her hand on her teacher’s other breast.  “Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon don’t have a set of these!”

Sure enough, neither of the two changed mares had breasts at all.  They were as flat-chested as could be, their torsos fitting together perfectly like a stack of boards.

Sweetie Belle giggled.  “Yeah, flat chests!” she jeered.

Both mares were caught off-guard when their teacher slipped both hands between their legs, jamming three fingers inside each of their quivering cunts. The two mares cried, then cringed into their teacher, both blushing brightly.

“That’s—not nice—you two—” panted Miss Cheerilee.  Applebloom started licking faster now, her head bobbing up and down as her tongue started to dart in and out of her teacher’s welcoming cunt.  Cheerilee gasped, involuntarily twitching her fingers inside Sweetie and Scootaloo’s pussies until their juices dribbled down her furry forearms.  The three moaned together, all of them hunched forward.  Sweetie pulled Scootaloo into a kiss and both their loins pressed against their teacher’s head, rubbing so close that Cheerilee’s ears tickled their clits, her moans vibrating their swollen nubs.

Faster and faster Applebloom moved, layer after layer of juice caked into her yellow fur with her snout more than an inch inside her teacher’s folds.  She knew her teacher was close.  She could feel her muscles begin to twitch and yank against her face as her clit throbbed just above her nose.  She closed her eyes and plunged her own yellow fingers even deeper into her own cunt, letting her index and ring fingers caress her outer lips.  All four of them were locked together, sharing their warmth, aching to become closer.  Cheerilee’s thighs pressed hard against Applebloom’s head and Scootaloo and Sweetie were hugging even tighter, humping their teacher’s fingers.

But it was Diamond and Silver who came first, blasting hot juice all over each other’s thighs.  Silver bucked upward, breaking her kiss as she raised her chest in the air.  Their screams sent the four others over the edge.  Hot pulses of cream gushed out of Sweetie and Scootaloo, coalescing over their teacher’s face into translucent streams that poured down Cheerilee’s throat.  As she tasted her student’s nectar, Cheerilee’s own cunt exploded over Applebloom’s snout, blasting at such volume and velocity that it caked into the front part of her mane.  The orgasm sent a shockwave through Applebloom’s own body and her own pussy let loose, squirting all over her fingers and onto the rug below.

In that moment, the rafters of the schoolhouse shook to the moans of six mares, their juice flowing freely into the rug and the worn wooden floor beneath them.  As their bodies began to return to normal, they fell on their backs, gasping for air with their hearts still pounding.  Cheerilee’s body was the last to revert, her tongue still slithering inside her own mouth, capturing every flavor of her students’ essence as each morsel slipped down her throat.  She got back on all fours and crouched down on all fours to kiss Applebloom, licking some of her cream from her face.  Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle joined in to help clean their friend, taking turns kissing their teacher as they did.  Then they cuddled together on the rug, Cheerilee’s sticky tail wagging against the stack of sex-stained pillows.

Finally, Diamond and Silver stood up, their legs shaky from the reversion, and trotted slowly up to the four of them.  Both looked nervous as they stood, letting each other’s juice drip from their snouts.  Only then did Cheerilee remember the whole reason for the meeting in the first place.

“So, uh, did you learn your lesson?” asked the teacher with a grin.