Chapters A Brief Window of Opportunity
I woke in a daze, buried in a pile of soft-velvety objects. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear girls giggling. Had I gone to a sorority party and gotten too drunk last night? That didn't really sound like me. But I did feel hung-over. I moved my hand against my side, and suddenly became aware of my own nudity. Oh god, this could be bad.
"Did it work?" one of the girls asked.
"Looks like it," an excited voice replied.
"Of course it worked," a more confident-sounding woman replied, "I performed the spell."
Spell? What kind of crazy shit have I gotten myself into this time?
"When do you think he's gonna wake up?" yet another voice questioned. Strangely enough, it sounded just like Rainbow Dash.
"It never takes 'em too long," replied a girl with a southern accent.
"Well I hope he's ready soon, I am absolutely famished for masculine affections."
"Oh, you get more than any of us, Rarity."
Rarity? These voices... There is no fucking way.
"Let's check if he's up!"
All around me, there was a subtle violet glow, as the objects piled on top of me slowly began pulling away. I wasn't sure what was happening, but recalling that I was nude, I grabbed at the one near my crotch and held it steadfast against myself. The bright light in the room filled my eyes, very nearly blinding me. As I adjusted to the light, I became aware of a number of things.
First, I was in a small, well-lit room with no windows. It appeared to be some kind of science lab, or library basement, or both. Second, all the objects in the room were pastel-colored, not a natural palette at all. And third? The girls... were ponies. The Mane Six to be precise. Now, I had often fantasized about this, but I had never given any legitimate thought to how I would feel about it really happening.
I was terrified.
I leapt backwards, crashing into a big metal box, and almost dropped my pillow-based surrogate clothing.
"Don't be scared, little guy," Fluttershy said in an assuring tone. Who is she calling little? She only comes up to my abdomen, anyway. Maybe her head would be at my shoulders if she was standing up.
"What's happening here? Is this a joke? Or is it real? Are you gonna turn me into a pony?! I'm not sure if I want to be a pony!"
"No, no, no," Twilight replied, giggling. "This is perfectly real, and I don't think I could turn you into a pony even if I wanted. We're interested in something else."
"Wuh... What?"
"Your penis!" Pinkie pie shouted, bouncing up and down.
I think I know what they're driving at, but I don't want to let my fantasies cloud my judgement and make a complete ass of myself. "So, you mean, you want to..."
"Have intercourse with you."
I just stood there, blinking in disbelief.
"She means sex ." Rainbow Dash added blithely. "You have to use smaller words, Twilight, humans aren't very smart."
"I knew what she meant... I just... don't believe it."
"Why wouldn't you believe it, darling?"
"It's just um... I mean... why me? Why a human? Couldn't you just get stallions for that?"
"Well, I have no problem with getting stallions, but some of the other girls feel uncomfortable about it. On a professional level, being well-acquainted with the princesses dictates that we must maintain a good public image. They don't want rumors going around about how we are in bed. But you, why, you'll be gone by this afternoon, whether you like it or not. As an aside, it's quite easy to find one of you fellows with an interest in us, ever since Twilight worked out how to 'track internet history,' whatever that means."
I was immediately worried. How much of my internet history had they seen, exactly?
Twilight added, "plus, we don't have great contraception around here. It's always a risky business. The only other intelligent species we can mate with without fear of getting pregnant is griffons, and... well, they're part cat. Ouch."
"It's not that bad if the griffon is a mare, eh Dashie?" Pinkie asked.
"You're never gonna let that go, are you? That was just that one time at flight camp." Rainbow groaned, folding her arms.
"Girls," Twilight interrupted, before the argument could erupt into a catfight, "the matter at hand..."
"Right."
"So, what's it going to be? Yes or no?" Twilight asked as she approached, giving me intense bedroom eyes.
This should be such an easy question to answer, but I have so many ideas running through my head. Everything happening right now is so unbelievable that I can't help but think I must be hallucinating. What did I do last night? Of course, if this isn't real, I'm either dreaming, or I've gotten myself into so much trouble already that there's no more sense in holding back. "Uhhhhh... Yeah. Yes. Yes, I would like that."
"Excellent!"
"Which one of you, though?"
"Which one? No, all of us!"
"At the same time?"
"No, we'll take turns."
"Okay... who's going first?"
"That's up to you." Twilight replied. "I'm going last, though, if that's alright. Oh, and you're probably thirsty... Humans always are after the jump. There's a glass of water on the table next to you."
"Sure... Sure... Um..." I picked up the glass and took a few sips, only just then becoming aware of my parched throat and dry lips. I look over the other five ponies. Instantly, I rule out Pinkie. Not that I have anything against her, it's just... she's Pinkie. She'd probably tie my dick into a balloon animal or something. At the very least, I don't want to start with crazy.
Rarity was clearly the most experienced, might be good to start with her. Then again, that's experience with other ponies; I'm not sure how well that would translate to this interspecies stuff. Besides, everyone else was waiting for a turn with me, if she gets lucky all the time, maybe it wouldn't be fair to start with her.
I was tempted to go with Rainbow Dash, but I honestly wasn't sure what to expect from her. Would she be submissive? Dominant? Kinky? She was into griffons, apparently... Might even be some sadism in there. Great, now I'm a little scared of her.
Let's start with something simple. Down to Earth. Applejack. She's probably going to give me the most vanilla experience of all of them. Right?
A Brief Window of Opportunity
Wrong. I'd hardly gotten through naming her, and the rope's already out. With a little help from Twilight and Rarity, my arms and legs were bound before I can even ask what's going on.
"Is that really necessary?" I asked, perplexed.
"Sure is, Darlin'. We didn't used to do this, but a human tried running off once, cuz he'd rather stay in Equestria than go home. Things got messy. Lyra still won't shut up about it."
"Oh... well... I wouldn't try anything like that. I'm not stupid."
"Nothin' personal, just can't take any chances."
"It was almost impossible to get Celestia off my back about it," Twilight grumbled, "If it happened again she'd probably banish me from Equestria."
"But I mean... I can't really do anything with my hands..."
Twilight smiled. "Aww, how thoughtful. Don't even worry about that. You won't need to. Just lay back and we'll take care of the rest."
This could be really bad or really great... I can't say I've ever done any bondage before. As I was giving the ropes a tug, to see what kind of mobility I had to play around with, Applejack popped up at the foot of the bed, staring down my semi-hardened dick like it was a snake in the grass. She brought her hooves up to it—
Oh god, a hoof-job? No, no, I didn't agree to this! That sounds very... Oh... Well... Maybe it's not so... Oh. Her hooves were surprisingly soft and warm, despite decades of farm work. With a skill and dexterity that seemed nearly impossible without hands, she worked up and down the shaft. It easily felt as good as hands, maybe even better. When I was finally fully hardened, she took a break from handling— hoof-ling? — my member and slowly climbed on top of me, looking into my eyes. She sat down on my abdomen, her strong, muscular flank pressing gently into my belly, and her soft, silky tail hair just brushing against my penis.
She bent down low over me, and pressed her lips against mine, in what was a very sensual, but closed-mouth, kiss, as she slowly slid her flank along my body, grinding her genitals against me and slowly working her way down to my crotch. I felt her press against the tip of my penis and slowly engulf it; somehow she had managed to get it perfectly aligned with her vagina without any manual assistance. Aside from the ropes, this was definitely some pretty straightforward stuff, like I thought it'd be with her. Though, she's maybe a little better at it than I expected.
She pulled back. What a tease. She adjusted herself so that her marehood would rest on top of my penis and rubbed herself forward and back, sliding her clitoris against the tip of my dick. Part of me wanted to rush to the good part, but this was thoroughly enjoyable, I might have been contented to do this all day. But she wouldn't have, apparently. She moved forward, lined herself up with my cock again, and pushed herself down a little further than the first time, taking in the whole head.
The intense tightness caught me by surprise. "Gah—"
Applejack laughed. "Y'all make the funniest faces when you do this, I swear."
Once again, she rescinded the penetration, drawing away from my crotch, and began bumping and grinding against it once more. That was the part that was most pleasurable to her, I imagine, though she's certainly not a greedy lover. The sensation was quite nice for me as well. The very fine, soft fur on her body added to the experience, I imagine if a human woman had tried to pull off the same motions, my hips would be chafing by now.
Without warning, she suddenly adjusted herself and drove her weight down on my member, taking in the whole length in a tiny fraction of a second. With very rapid, accurate motions, she used her hindlegs to move herself up and down. She brought her muzzle down close to me, changing the angle of penetration slightly. I felt her warm breath on my neck, slowly quickening as she continued to use me for her pleasure. Her eyes were closed , but she was very in-tune with my body, and she was somehow able to take me just to the moment of orgasm without actually getting me to come. As I was just about to feel the sweet release of orgasm, she suddenly stopped her motion altogether. While she waited for me to cool down, she sat back up straight on top of me and took her own hoof to her vagina, pleasuring herself with great skill.
Very, very, slowly, she lifted up off of me, squeezing tightly around my member as she did so. I gasped as her lips passed along the head, but I still wasn't able to come. She went back to the grinding motion she had started with, and I could tell she was starting to get off. She moaned softly as she continued the rubbing.
"Takin' your sweet-flank time, huh, AJ?" Rainbow asked. I hadn't noticed that the others were still in the room, but they were, each of them watching the show with great enthusiasm. I'm not sure if that made it more or less sexually exciting.
"Ah, fiddlesticks, is my time almost up?"
"Don't listen to Rainbow, you've still got plenty of time." Twilight added, examining a clock and scribbling down some notes. Were they timing this? Timing me? Okay, now things are a little different. I've got to prove myself, right? I mean, if I don't last long enough, they migh—
"Ah-ah-ah-ah—" AJ pressed herself down upon me again, taking my cock into herself, and squeezing even tighter than she had previously. I couldn't speak or think as she brought me to completion. She started to laugh when she saw my face contort in ecstasy, but for her own sake, she looked away and kept rubbing herself. Even though I was done, she kept going. And going. And going. Thirty seconds in, and the pleasure was incredible. Sixty seconds, it was starting to hurt. Ninety seconds, I was groaning in painfully intense euphoria, struggling to hold myself together. Finally, she came, moaning loudly and abruptly stopping her perfectly-timed motions to collapse on top of me. The two of us laid there in each-other's embrace, panting heavily.
"That was amazing..." I said, quickly wishing I'd thought of something better. This isn't just my first impression, after all, it's my only impression.
"You weren't too bad yourself, sugarcube." She said, rolling off of me. Her hair was thoroughly disheveled by the whole experience, and she looked quite pleased. I guess I just helped her work off quite a lot of stress.
"So, who next?" Twilight asked, writing down a couple more notes and twirling the quill in the air, waiting for an answer.
"Next?" I thought carefully, remembering my reasons for picking AJ in the first place. I immediately regretted having used the process of elimination to select her, because now I was having a hard time coming to any conclusion other than 'AJ again.' I still didn't feel ready for Pinkie, Rainbow Dash was still a little too up in the air for my taste, and Fluttershy? I may have clopped to her before, but actually having sex with her? She's just so sweet. I don't want to turn her down if she wants it, but I'll need more time to prepare mentally. Rarity it is, then.
"Rarity?"
"Are you asking me, or telling me, darling?"
"Telling you?"
She sighed and shot me a sideways glance. Okay. I know what I did. Fine.
"I'm telling you."
"Oh, really? Well that hardly seems like a way to ask a lady for her affections..."
Oh, wait, are we doing that? "Uh... would you like to join me in... uh..."
I really should have thought this through before I started talking.
"M'lady, woud'st though join me in my chambers and lay with me?"
...Yeah, that was completely wrong. I'm a fucking idiot. Rarity gave me an incredibly sarcastic look, but she seemed to have decided that was the best she was going to get from me, a human, and charitably settled for it. I was not representing my species all that well today.
"I'd love to," she replied, climbing up onto the bed.
"Wait, right now?"
"Well, of course. You just asked me to come to bed with you."
"No, I— I mean, I need a break. I don't even think I can get it up again for another fifteen minutes."
"There's no time for that," Twilight replied, manipulating the clock. "You go back in an hour and thirty minutes, and you've still got five of us to go."
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that! It just won't work."
"Look, the spell to get you here is very hard, it takes months of preparation, and it only gives us a brief window of opportunity. Do you want to have sex with us or not?"
"Well, yeah, but—"
"No buts! Put up or shut up!" My penis felt a bit tingly and odd as her magical aura was cast over it, bathing it in a purple glow. In seconds, it was standing at attention on its own, ready to be inserted. I'd honestly never seen it do anything like that before. My balls itched a bit too; I wasn't sure why, but I could guess. I had just been 'reloaded' for another round. The only downside was that I still felt sore. No relief on that front, and AJ had just gotten done pushing me well past my limits.
"Be gentle..." I asked Rarity as she straddled me.
"A proper lady is always gentle. It's the gentleman's job to ravish her."
To be continued...
A Brief Window of Opportunity
I screamed silently within my mind. 'How am I supposed to ravish you?' Given what I had just gone through with AJ all of two seconds ago, I'd have trouble with that even if I wasn't tied to the bed. She took a wet washcloth to my penis— I really wasn't expecting it, but it made sense, especially for a tidy pony like herself. I focused my eyes on her, rather than the magically-suspended miniature towel scrubbing mine and AJ's comingled fluids from my genitals, and noticed she was wearing some lingerie; a very lacy pair of — what I believe were crotchless — panties, in the same light azure as the gems depicted in her cutie mark, with purple frill lining the edges. A garter ran down to socks of the same color.
Her horn illuminated and I felt something start to wrap around my neck. Fucking, what? Am I about to be strangled? The silky material brought itself to a secure tightness, and then she let go.
"No, no, no, blue is not your color," she commented, as she pulled the fabric from around my neck. Looked like some kind of bowtie or something. Really, Rarity? Dress-up? Really? A similar piece of fabric slithered up from out of sight and wrapped itself around my neck in her tingly, itchy, magical aura.
"Mmhmm. Yes, I think that's just about as good as I can do with you."
Gee, thanks.
In a very orderly, careful way, she lowered herself down onto my manhood, holding it in the right orientation magically. She was very loose, compared to Applejack; too loose, even. It seemed quite clear that, at some point in her life, she had made a game of inserting the largest objects she could manage inside of herself. I wasn't quite sure I was going to be able to please her; and that thought apparently manifested as a particular look on my face, one which Rarity was all-too familiar with.
"I know what you're thinking, and no, you would never be able to please me, dear. Not on your own. Fortunately, I brought a little friend to help you."
She reached down to her right side, flipping a switch on a box tucked into her sock. Instantly, a pervasive buzzing nose filled the room— and the vibration was strong enough that I could feel it through her.
"Mmmm... Oh-oh... fa-a-abulous-s-s-s...." She stuttered, as she practically melted on top of me. "You can start a-any s-second, dear."
Oh, right. I was supposed to be doing something. With little other way to move myself, I arched my back. Failure. I pulled out too far, and my penis just flopped out of her.
"Must I do everything f-for you, d-dear?" She asked, once again pointing my dick in the correct direction and lowering herself onto it. I used what little mobility I had to slowly and carefully move in and out of her, but the sensation was a little disappointing. For both of us, apparently.
"Harder please, my prince."
"I can't, not from this angle..."
"Dear, you really must apply more effort. N-n-nothing good is ever ee-ee-eeeeeasy. What's stopping you from moving s-s-s-side-to-side?"
Huh... I'd never even thought of that. I shifted my hips to the right, and pressed up into her, grinding against the right wall. We were getting somewhere! I repeated that motion a few times, scanning Rarity's face for any notable changes. No good. I couldn't see anything over the dramatic effects of the clitoral vibrator she had embedded in her clothing.
"Better?" I asked, continuing to thrust myself in and out of her.
"You n-need to g-g-go faster... d-d-darling... And more variety. My l-left side needs attention t-too."
My back is starting to cramp up. I don't know if I can go faster, but I can press to the left instead.
"That's lovely, d-darling. Try little circles. Left, r-right, left, right, leh-eh-eh-eh-eft..."
She almost sang that last bit. I did my best to comply, but my back was really starting to get tired, and the ropes were starting to rub at my ankles.
"Come on, darling. Harder. F-faster. Show your princess how much you love her!"
I was starting to get a little weirded out by the royalty role-playing, but I pushed on anyway. I finally started to feel that incessant burning pleasure that runs through you when you try to come twice over a short duration.
"Really, darling? You're already almost done? I've only just gotten started..."
How in the hell did she know that?
"Let's try a different angle, dear, I may have overestimated you."
... Bitch. At least she was untying my legs.
Twilight began to object, "Rarity—"
"I know what I'm doing. His hands are still bound, leave me to it." She lifted my feet up and onto the bed. Finally, I had something to press against. "There you are, darl-ling. Now, just let me..."
She turned to face the other direction, and again, slid her moist, wide, pussy around my dick. She leaned herself forward, away from me, so that my penis was pressing up against the back wall of her vagina, and kept on leaning until I thought it was about to snap off. I couldn't tell for sure, but from this angle, I thought I saw some kind of butt-plug or something stuffed into her ass.
"Much... better... Now, h-have at it, darling, this should be-e-e-e... e-e-e-eeasy."
With my newfound freedom of motion, I was able to move in a way that was much more pleasing for both of us. She was actually trembling a bit in response to each stroke. The only problem was, she seemed like she had a ways to go, and I wasn't going to last much longer.
"Oh, don't you dare. Not without me!" She said, as I felt myself approaching release. I squeezed tightly, trying to hold it back, but the feeling intensified with every passing second.
She bit me! She fucking bit my leg. The pain set me back a bit, maybe fifteen more seconds. It still wouldn't be enough. I groaned, fighting back the torrent, but to no avail. I gushed inside of her, and it quickly came spilling back out.
"I told you to w-wait for me!" she complained, "You'd better keep going."
I did as she commanded, but it was really fucking hard. Every muscle in my body was resisting the continued effort. My legs and abs were cramping. It was hopeless. In a last ditch attempt, Rarity flipped the switch on her vibrator to the next setting, resulting in even louder buzzing.
"OH-OH-OH YES! YES!" She shouted, tongue lolling out.
Oh my fuck she's loud. Finally, after what seemed like forever, I gave out. My body wouldn't press on any further. I just dropped my hips, panting heavily.
Rarity shot an evil glance over her shoulder. "HOW DARE YOU! Must I do everything myself?!" She magically pulled on my flaccid member, recklessly shoving it into herself repeatedly, giving me no choice but to follow with my hips or risk having it ripped off. It felt awful, but so did absolutely everything at that moment. She clicked the vibrator up one more setting, sending her entire pelvis into resonation. Was that a sex-toy or an off-level washing machine? Holy shit.
Finally, she moaned in an incredibly theatrical way, signifying that she had either reached orgasm, and decided everyone in a five mile radius needed to know, or had decided she was bored with me and faked one. Either way, I was just happy it was over.
She turned to face me and slapped my across the face with her hoof. "Couldn't even wait for his lady to finish first. Pig. " Then, she climbed down off the bed, trotted a few paces away, and looked back. "We should do that again some time. Write me."
And I thought Pinkie would be the crazy one.
I can't take much more. But I know exactly what I'm about to hear from Twilight's lips.
"Next up?"
"Uhhh—" I need somepony to go easy on me. Fluttershy. She'll be merciful. She has to be. "F— Fluttershy."
The yellow pegasus blushed and hid behind her hair. "Really? Um... Me?"
"Only if you want to, I just want to see you happy," I replied, hoping the Element of Kindness might shine through and give me a break.
"You... Just... want to make me happy?" She asked, now hovering just above the ground and holding her hooves folded against her mouth. Mother of Faust, that was adorable.
"Yeah... Anything you want to do. Just tell me."
"Oh... Oh my... I'll be right back! " She said, as she shot up the basement stairs.
... What? I'm not sure what's about to happen.
"Any idea what she's up to?" Twilight asked, checking the clock again and making another note. Rainbow Dash shrugged. During the wait, the purple unicorn cast the 'magical-super-viagra' spell on me again. Oh joy.
Maybe she's just trying to buy me some time. Oh, wait, it sounds like she's coming back now. She's got her saddlebag in her mouth. Huh...
She moved to the foot of the bed and dropped her bag, and then started opening it and getting something ready. I couldn't see around the foot of the bed to see what she was doing down there, so I turned my head to see the others, hoping they might give me some clue about what was happening. Not a good idea, as each and every one of them was fixated on whatever Fluttershy was doing, eyes wide in shock and surprise.
"Is that what I think it is?" Rainbow asked.
"What?! What is it?" I asked, craning my neck around to see. Still no luck, and nobody was helping me.
Fluttershy popped her head up, flushed bright red. "It's... um... yes. "
I still had no idea what she was doing, but I was savoring the rest I was getting. For the first time in over half an hour, I had been allowed to go completely flaccid. Hopefully, whatever it was she had planned, it would give my dick a break.
A Brief Window of Opportunity
Finally, she stood up. She was wearing something— the shape was thong-like, but the waistband was made of heavier material. Like it was meant to support a lot of— Of my god, that's a strap-on. God damn, I'm an idiot. 'I hope my dick could get a break.' Careful what you wish for, jackass.
She threw her forehooves onto the mattress, confirming my fears, as a massive rubber horsecock bounced around over the foot of the bed.
"No no no no no!"
"Oh... Did I... um... do something wrong?"
"No! I— It's just... I don't want to do that ."
"Oh... I'm sorry... I just... You said you wanted me to be happy... I've never been able to do this with anypony before..."
Oh dear god, no. Not that face. Not those puppy-dog eyes.
"I... I do want to make you happy! It's just... Really? "
"I'm sorry, it was crazy. I'm sorry." Her hooves fumbled at the straps. As much as I wanted to let her take it off and just use me the same way the others did, there's something about the look in her eyes that tells me I'd never be able to forgive myself. I'll have to spend the rest of my life knowing that, during my sole opportunity to meet her, I made Fluttershy sad.
"Never mind, I was stupid. Do whatever you want, Fluttershy."
"Really?!" She gasped, completely lit up about the news. As if that wasn't cute enough, she blushed and uttered that intolerably cute squee. She threw her front hooves over my legs and around my midsection. "Oh, thank you, thank you!"
"Wait!" I protested, "Don't you need to, like, lubricate me first?"
"Not really," she replied bashfully, pressing the tip of the strap-on against my butthole. Great. I don't think she knows how anal actually works. Hopefully she'll stop to figure it out once she sees how much pain I'll be in. I turned my head away and clenched my eyes — just like getting my blood drawn — if I can't see it, it won't hurt. Right?
Wrong again. She pressed against me with quite a lot of force, and my body resisted the deformation she was trying to apply to it fervently. It probably wouldn't have been so bad if the tip had been rounded, like human genitals, but it was anatomically correct for an equine, having less of a tip than a flat end. I squealed a bit as she first penetrated me, my sphincter muscles burning from having been stretched a little too far a lot too fast. I grimaced and took a deep, sharp, breath.
Noticing my negative response to her hurried start, she slowed down considerably. Very carefully, she pushed in an inch, pulled back three-quarters of an inch, pushed in another inch, pulled out three quarters, and on and on like that, slowly stretching me a little further than I would have guessed was possible. It really only hurt a little bit, and I can't say that I didn't get the occasional twinge of pleasure when she applied force to my prostate. Whatever material it was made out of slid in and out of me effortlessly, as if by magic. Probably was magic. I'm getting plowed by Fluttershy, who's wearing a magic strap-on. What a day.
After about a minute, whatever pain there was subsided. It was still kind of uncomfortable— I basically felt continuously like I needed to take a huge dump, but all in all, it wasn't that bad. At least Fluttershy was happy. Happy and determined. I'm not sure what she's driving at, actually, I highly doubt she's going to be able to finish like this, and I probably won't, either.
She pulled out, and examined my ass, which felt a bit like it was gaping open, though I wasn't sure. She started untying my left leg.
"Flu—" Twilight began, but she was silenced by Rainbow's hoof against her mouth.
"Shhhh... I wanna see where this goes."
Confirmed for sadist? Maybe, maybe not. At this point the choice between Pinkie and Dash next is still way up in the air. Fluttershy moved my loose leg over the other one, and tied it to the same post, leaving my back end sideways, suspended, and exposed. I really hope that whatever she's planning is over soon. She used a little more care in entering me than she did last time, though it was hardly necessary now, given that I was already so stretched out.
The best thing I could say about the last position is that it didn't hurt, but this new situation was completely different. She had managed to find an angle for which every single stroke delivered pressure against my prostate, and the feeling was quite intense. There was still that awkward discomfort of having a stuffed-full rectum, but I was definitely starting to feel the sexual aspect of this experience. My heart was beating pretty fast... Oh!
I was about to come... Any second now. Er... Wait for it... This doesn't feel right. It's like I'm paused right on the edge of orgasm, but I can't get there. Finally, I feel it. My penis twitched, trying to fire off its third load in the last hour, but nothing came out. I know I wasn't dry, Twilight cast that freaky refilling spell on me...
Finally, it dawned on me. It was the fucking strapon, jammed into my ass. It was pushing on my insides and squeezing my urethra shut. That, I didn't see coming. Wait. Didn't... Coming... I think there's a pun there, but my sex-addled mind can't put it together. After a couple more seconds, she worked out that I was done, and pulled out suddenly. My ejaculate shot further than I'd ever seen it go before, probably on account of all the built-up pressure. The floor, the curtains, the bedpost... All covered in my seed. I'm really just glad none of it got in my eyes; that would have sucked, with my hands tied up.
She crawled up into the bed and nuzzled up against me. I tried to focus on her warm, fuzzy body, and her downy wing draped around my torso, and ignore the fact that the artificial penis she had just fucked me with was pressed against the small of my back.
"Good job, Fluttershy." Twilight noted. I couldn't see her, the way I was turned, but I heard her scratching at the parchment with the quill. "That was the fastest run yet."
Fastest?! That easily took twice as long as Rarity's thing. Even Applejack's drawn-out grind-fest didn't even take that long. I demand a recount! Hell, it wasn't even over, really. My asshole still felt like it was twice its normal size. Before I could spend any more time being angry with Fluttershy, she whispered "That was wonderful," into my ear, and slipped out of the bed. God damn it. I'm so damn conflicted about what just happened.
"Next?" Twilight repeated.
Damn it, Twilight. Come on. I've done three in... what, forty-five minutes? There's plenty of time for the others. Just give me ten minutes, please.
She magically unhooked the leg that Fluttershy had moved in order to violate me more effectively, and re-tied it at the proper corner of the bed, while tapping her quill against the paper. "Next," she parroted.
Ugh. Rainbow Dash or Pinkie Pie. After Fluttershy, I have absolutely no idea what to expect from either of them, logic means nothing.
"Rainbow," I responded, sighing.
"Don't you sound excited," she commented, strutting up to me. She looked back to the others. As if by an unspoken understanding, everyone except for Rainbow and Twilight went up the stairs, into the room above. That was a little unsettling. "You know, I would really prefer to be alone for this," she told Twilight.
"It's just a precautionary measure," the unicorn replied, "It's my ass on the line if anything goes wrong. Besides, I need all the data I can get."
Data... So she is recording information about me. So like Twilight... Huh. A thought occurs. She's saved herself for last so that she can use all of the information she collected about me, on me. That's a rather unique combination of cute, thoughtful, geeky, and creepy. Which, I guess, was Twilight down to a T. Well, I guess it was Dashie-time. Twilight cast the spell on my genitals once more.
I looked down at my sore, throbbing, involuntarily-stiff member, and then looked at Rainbow, my eyes pleading for mercy. With a playful smile, she made a wing assisted leap and landed on top of me, before pressing her muzzle against my nose.
"Don't worry," she said "I won't ride you hard like the others."
"You won't?" I asked, feeling an odd combination of relief and disappointment.
"Nope. You're gonna have to work to earn my love!"
A Brief Window of Opportunity
Before I could ask what she meant, she spun around and slammed her rear-end into my face. I didn't need any further asking or explanation; I ran my tongue up along the length of her labia, pressing it in slightly when I reached her vagina. That alone made Dash shudder and moan sensually, giving me the impression that she was very, very sensitive. I stretched my tongue out forward, trying to touch her clitoris, but as I moved towards it, she rotated her hips, keeping it just out of reach.
"I can't reach, can you back up a little?" I ask, craning my neck to peer around her flank. She didn't say anything in response, or move backwards. She just glanced back, giving me a devious little smile. She knew exactly what she was doing.
I had been hoping to keep myself clean, knowing I couldn't wipe anything off once it was on me, but there didn't seem to be any other way to go about this. Slowly, I pressed my face against her moist marehood, my nose penetrating her just slightly. She smelled absolutely incredible; her pheromones alone were almost enough to make me come right at that moment. I ran my tongue along her lips again, downward this time...
Although I didn't have any experience of chowing down on horses, I could feel my tongue just barely reach what I assumed was her clitoris. I gave it a little test lick, and sure enough, she gasped as her hindlegs twitched slightly.
Success. But I wasn't going to let this end quickly; my sore member desperately needed a break, and I had control over when this would end. I gave her one more little flick with my tongue before withdrawing, running my tongue along the length of her lips once again.
My nose was still wet with her fluids, which were slowly dripping into my mouth. The smell had been incredible, but the taste was indescribable. I was desperate for more, but I fought the urge to act on that impulse...
... For about five seconds. The scent of her fluids was maddening, like nothing I'd ever experienced before. I dove my tongue deep into her vagina, scraping its walls for every last drop of the hot molten love that was dripping out of her. Each time I pressed my tongue in, her whole body shook, and every outward lap caused her to tighten up around my tongue, making it easier for me to draw out the precious moisture.
By the time I was sure I had gotten it all, she was moaning like mad, and I lost control of myself. I pressed forwards, and she simultaneously pressed back, as I ground my face against her and aggressively licked her clitoris. The jolts of pleasure running through her body were too much for her to keep still through, and her hindquarters jerked around. I was sure for a second that her vagina was going to break my nose. Finally, she screamed in pleasure as she came, squirting her warm feminine ejaculation all over my chest.
I managed to catch just a little bit of it on my tongue, and relished the flavor, which was soon joined by the sudden increase of cervical fluid flowing down my nose. She pulled herself away, but I pressed forward, pulling against the ropes as hard as I could manage, licking her sopping-wet pussy. She moaned, and as though agreeing that she wasn't quite done, she pressed back into me, allowing me to work my magic again. She came even more quickly this time, giving a little squeal punctuated with her characteristic voice crack.
As I went to lap up every remaining bit of her excretions, I felt her mouth wrap around my penis. I wasn't ready, but I hardly cared. I was so psychologically primed for the moment that it literally only took ten seconds for her to get me to come. She took it all into her mouth, pulled her head up quickly, making her hair swing wildly around, and swallowed, savoring my ejaculate just as I had savored hers. She turned to face me and took note of the little pool of her own cum that had very nearly dripped off of my chest and onto Twilight's bed.
There wasn't a second of hesitation before she ran her tongue along my body in broad strokes, scooping up every single drop. Then she kissed me, open mouthed, allowing all the fluids she had just ingested to intermingle with my saliva. The taste was a little different, given that it must have included a little of my own seed, but I was in no condition to complain.
I threw my head back as she climbed off of me, wondering how long it would be before I'd be forced to perform again. I am only one man, after all.
"Good boy," Dash noted, scratching my chin with her hoof. At least I was qualified to be her pet. Is that a good thing? Considering everything else that's happened today, I think it's a good thing.
"Ten seconds flat again, Dash?" Twilight whispered.
"Oh come on, Twilight, I lasted way longer than last time." She muttered under her breath.
"I was actually talking about how long it took him. But don't worry, we'll wait another ten minutes before letting the girls back in, and I'll put you down for thirteen minutes on the public record, a perfect median score."
"Thanks, Twi."
Ten minutes to myself. Finally. "Could... uh... Could you untie my arms, please? Just for a few minutes? The rope is really starting to irritate them."
"Okay, but no funny business. I will use a stun spell on you if I have to."
"Oh, yeah, totally. I promise."
A brief flash of magic, and the ropes just fell around my arms. Bizarre. I sat up and massaged my wrists while looking down at my member. I expected it to be in a worse condition by now, but it was all in one piece. Of course, the poor thing still had to get through Pinkie Pie.
Rainbow twiddled her hooves together. "Do you think Fluttershy might be able to bring her uh— heh..." She hesitated.
"What?" Twilight asked.
"I mean, would it be weird if she brought that thing she just used next time we have a girl's night? I mean— Not in a gay way, just— She seemed like she was really itching for opportunities to use it, is all..."
"Rainbow, there's nothing wrong with liking mares."
"But I don't like mares! We'd just be doing it as friends."
Twilight chuckled. "Okay , Rainbow, you don't like mares. Fine. But you'll have to ask her, I don't know what she'd say."
"But what if she thinks I'm weird?"
"We're all really good friends, Rainbow. I don't think any of us will judge you over that. And if it turned out that you swung both ways—"
"I don't!"
"If it did turn out that way, we'd accept that."
"I'm not. At all."
"Everypony's a little gay, Rainbow."
"Not me."
"Rainbow..."
"I swear. Never."
"Rainbow... "
"What do you want from me? I already told you, I'm not gay. Being gay is gross."
"So if you found out I was attracted to a mare, you'd think I was gross?"
"I didn't mean it that way, I just... I—"
"So is it gross or not?"
"Buh—" She dropped her shoulders. "I guess not."
"Good. Because there is a certain mare I have my eyes on..."
"Really? You? Is it one of the princesses?"
"What? No! I mean, maybe I had a little crush when I was little, but... No."
"So, who is it, then?"
Twilight just kept making eye contact and didn't say anything, which made Rainbow laugh nervously. "You're weirdin' me out, Twi."
The purple unicorn pressed a little closer, smiling.
"Twi..."
"Rainbow... "
"Twilight... no... this is weird." Rainbow said, backing away slightly.
"Come on, Rainbow. There's nopony else around, and you know I always keep your secrets."
"Heh— I— But..." Rainbow turned to look at me. "Not a word about this!"
I ran my fingers across my lips, pretending to zip them shut.
Twilight moved in, closing 90% of the gap between herself and Rainbow. With some hesitation, Dash pressed forward, just touching her lips against Twilight's. Her cerulean face instantly flushed bright red and she retreated.
"See, that wasn't so bad, right?" Twilight asked.
"I guess not..." Rainbow muttered. "It was weird, though."
Twilight sighed. "We're one step closer, anyway. You know, I might have a toy just like Fluttershy's laying around, if you ever want to come over and... 'practice'."
"Really? You'd do that for me?"
"I'd do anything for you, Dashie."
"Awesome! ..." Rainbow paused, head churning. "So... The mare you like... You never told me who she was..."
The unicorn rolled her eyes. "Rainbow, you're so cute when you're clueless."
"... Is it Rarity?"
Twilight brought her hoof up to her face, sighed again, and turned to me. "So, how have things been so far?"
"Ugh... exhausting. Not that I'm not thankful for the opportunity, I just... humans aren't meant for this kind of sustained performance."
"Actually, you're doing pretty good! You've got the longest time ever recorded for Rarity. Only by a couple of seconds, but..."
"Really? Oh... That's another thing... What's up with the clock?"
"The key to any successful experiment is good book-keeping."
"But what's the experiment, exactly?"
"Just... human physiology, in general. I'm scoring you on all sorts of things... stamina, strength, coordination, pain tolerance, psychology, and physical traits, like proportions and weight. Sex is a great way to push you past most of your limits, simultaneously. You guys are actually all pretty similar, to be honest. I thought that was kind of surprising."
"Oh... Any practical reason? Like, are you gonna invade Earth or something?"
She looked at me funny. "Invade... Oh! Oh, you guys call your planet Earth too. I almost forgot. No, we don't want to do anything like that. I just like to collect data. Humans are grossly under-documented in Equestria. Even Luna doesn't know much about them. Lyra thinks she does, but... She's mostly bullshitting."
"Hmm... So... Uh... About Pinkie..."
"What about her?"
"Should I be worried?"
"Oh, no, no... Er... Wait, do you have any food allergies?"
"I don't think so..."
"And do you like whipped-cream?"
"Uhhh... yeah?"
"Then you'll be fine."
"So... food-play, then?"
"Mostly, yeah."
I sighed in relief. "But... Uh... she knows I'm not food, right?" I found myself wondering if Twilight knew a penis-regrowing spell, though I quickly decided I'd rather not find out today.
"Yeah, of course. She's far from 'gentle', but you'll keep all your bits."
"Good... Good..."
"About three more minutes left. Are you thirsty?"
"I guess I could use a drink."
She magically lifted my cup to the water cooler across the room, filled it up, and zipped it back to me. I started drinking it casually.
"Would you be interested in coming here again?"
I spit water across the room. "What?"
"You know, if, in the unlikely event that a usable wormhole just happens to zip by you again, would you like to have another go with us?"
"Uh... Maybe? I don't know. Would I have to do all of you in two hours again?"
"Probably, that's usually the time window we have to work with..."
"Let's uh... I'll decide after I've gotten through all six of you."
"Take your time. You've still got another hour before your doorway home seals up."
"And... out of curiosity, if I don't make it back by then?"
"We can usually get you back to your planet within the month, but the odds of getting you anywhere close to your house are slim to none. You'll appear naked and thirsty, Celestia knows where, and have to find your own way home."
"Okay. I'd prefer to avoid that."
"We figured as much. You know, from an ethical standpoint, I'm obliged to let you go home as soon as you want to call it quits."
"Er..."
"Do you want to go home right now?"
I could go home. I wouldn't have to have any more sex today... But I'd be missing out on my one shot to get with Twilight. And I may as well do Pinkie too, just to be able to say I did.
... Who in the fuck would I ever be able to tell I had sex with Pinkie Pie? That was the dumbest thought I've had all day, and that's really saying something.
"No... I'll stay. I want to finish what I started."
"Excellent! Okay, positions, everypony, I'm getting ready to let the others back in."
Rainbow Dash jumped into an arbitrary spot in the middle of the room, and glared at me. "You'd better cover for me."
"You got it," I replied. No reason not to, honestly. I laid back down with my arms above my head and Twilight zapped the ropes once more with a wink, making proper strong knots.
She then magicked the door open, and called out, "Okay girls, Rainbow is finally done." The word finally was stressed in a genuinely frustrated-sounding way. What a good friend. Or maybe she's just looking to score brownie points with her crush. Probably both, actually.
The other four ponies paraded down the stairs, Pinkie at the helm. She was already prepared, utility belt of sweet toppings tied around her waist. Whipped cream, chocolate syrup, cherries, nuts; she was about to make an all-out ice-cream sundae out of me.
From the top of the stairway, Spike's voice grumbled in frustration. "You know I like ice cream too, I never get to have any fun." Then he slammed the door shut. Heh. Poor naive kid.
"Looks like you saved the best for last!" Pinkie reasoned, always one to look on the bright side of things. "Well I hope you're ready for a real party!"
With that, she leapt on top of me, forcing the air out of my lungs. I wasn't prepared for this. Wait, why did I just make a pun about season 3? It's not like anyone's reading my thoughts to be able to appreciate that. Did I just break the fourth wall? Damnit, sorry guys, it was Pinkie's fault.
She poured some hot chocolate syrup on my penis, and began licking at it like crazy, wrapping her tongue around it in ways I wasn't sure were physically possible. It didn't take long before it was standing straight up, prompting her to grab the whipped cream.
FSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... FSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...
I think she's done with the cream now. It's a little cold, but not too bad.
FSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FSHHHHHHHH FSHH.
Okay now she's done. I can't even see my dick anymore, in the white foam, but she can find it well enough to place a cherry right on top of the head. She lowered her mouth down to the frothy penis-turned-dessert...
A Brief Window of Opportunity
...and opened up impossibly wide, getting almost all the whipped cream in a single mouthful, humming a song all the while. The cherry on the end of my penis just hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed. The feeling of all the whipped cream rushing past my penis and down her throat was an unusual, but not unpleasant, one. Now that her tongue was touching me directly, her powerful vocal chords were able to deliver pleasurable vibrations through it. She pushed herself forward, until my dick just skimmed her throat, and her teeth touched my skin. It's funny how I never fully appreciated how huge their heads were until one of them tried to deep-throat me.
Her tongue wandered out of her mouth, and lapped up some of the whipped cream that was currently running down my balls.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." She murmured, my head still halfway down her throat. I had always thought Pinkie's voice sounded a little annoying, but I have just learned that it feels really, really, good. She pulled away, mouth lined with whipped cream, and a strand of drool still connecting her lips to my penis.
She climbed up a little higher, and squirted chocolate syrup all over my chest, before bending down to lick it. I couldn't help but notice that a certain blue pegasus was shifting uncomfortably at the sight of that, wings at full extension; Pinkie was essentially lapping up what remained of Dashie's cum from my body.
Then, suddenly, chocolate syrup found itself all over my face. I was able to shut my eyes just in time, but it seemed as though nothing would save me from Pinkie's big, warm tongue relentlessly scraping across my nose, eyes, and mouth. A little gross, a little itchy, a little slimy; she pretty much felt like a big, slobbery, dog. Pinkie apparently seemed to be under the impression that every part of my body was an erogenous zone, including my eyelids, which were — unfortunately — stubborn chocolate-traps.
While she molested my face, the lack of eyesight made me a little more sensitive to the way her body felt on top of me. She was ever-so-slightly thicker than Rarity and AJ had been, but much much more bouncy and rubbery, compared to Applejack's chiseled frame and Rarity's rather average-feeling curves. Finally, she decided she was finished with my face. I opened one eye, to make sure all was well, and found her face to be very close to mine, smiling intently with wide eyes.
"Hi!" She shouted, a little too loud.
I thought we were past basic greetings at this point, but I responded in kind. "Um... Hello?"
"You haven't had any treats yet! Would you like to try my muffin?"
Muffin? Yup. Pretty sure I know what that means. "Definitely!"
And then there was a muffin in my mouth. An actual muffin. As in, baked goods.
"I thot yoo ment yer fahjinuh."
"No, silly, I call that my cupcake! Muffins don't have frosting."
I looked down, and sure enough, it was frosted. White icing with little pink swirls decorating the surface. In retrospect, what else could I have possibly expected?
"It's buttercream! Do you want some?"
You know what, that actually looked pretty damn good. I spat out the muffin and nodded in agreement. She climbed over me, threw her hooves on the wall over my head, and thrust her groin into my face, allowing me to go to town on her in more ways than one. Every once in a while, as I licked away at the icing, slowly uncovering her vagina, I heard the can of whipped cream spray again, apparently directly into her mouth. Damn, she really loves sugar.
"All done?" She asked, glancing down to examine my work.
"Yup," I replied, licking my lips.
"Yipee!" She shouted as she pushed herself off the wall with full force, her ass crash-landing on my balls.
"GAHHH JESUS CHRIST!"
"Haha, what?"
"Ergh..." I groaned, "I mean... ponyfeathers? "
"Oh..." She replied, looking back behind herself to see what went wrong. "OH! Sorry, I missed. Lemme try again!"
What?
Before I could object, she was up against the wall, and launched herself backwards once more. Again, my balls weren't happy. She scooted back to investigate the situation, and prodded at my drooping penis.
"It's not hard anymore..."
Oh, gee, you think? I bet that happened when you crushed my balls the first time. Just wild speculation on my part.
She bent down and took her tongue to it, trying to get it erect. After a little while, the pain in my nuts subsided and she was successful.
"Okie dokie! I think I figured out what the problem is!"
"Probably the height you're starting from. If you'd just—"
"Yup! Definitely not high enough."
"Wait, what? No!"
She was already climbing up onto a bookshelf that was towering over the bed.
"Don't—"
"GERONIMO!!!" she shouted with a giggle, as she cannonballed her way to my crotch. Somehow, she managed to hit it dead on, penetrating herself, and she fortunately didn't break it off. For the first ten milliseconds I thought maybe she had pulled the move off flawlessly. And then her elastic flank-cheek caught up with the rest of her, whipped down rapidly, and slapped me in the nuts again. Twice.
"MOTHERFUCKER!"
"I know, right!"
What?
My conflicted penis put up with the abuse, somehow. That ten-minute break, combined with however long Pinkie had been using me as a food dish, actually did me a world of good; sex was actually totally pleasurable again. She bounced up and down on top of me chaotically for what seemed like forever, giggling like an idiot the entire time, her round-but-perky ass perpetually springing into my thighs and launching her back upwards. After a while, I laid my head down against the pillow, just trying to rest my neck. Before I knew it, her groin was in my face again, and I just kind of reflexively started suckling her clitoris.
It took a little longer than it should have before I realized something kind of important. Her cunt was still wrapped around my dick, and she was still bouncing up and down over my crotch. It was definitely her. Not only did she never get off, but I could feel her unique flank and curly tail brushing up against me all the way on the other end of my body. I tried bringing my head back up to look, but she wouldn't have any of that, she just pushed my head down with one hoof and brought the other to her mouth.
"Shhhhhhhh..."
Her tail brushed to one side, and I was sure I felt the bed shift as more weight bore down on it. Someone was licking my balls. I glanced to the left, and all five of the other ponies were standing there, continuing to watch as though nothing was out of the ordinary. Nopony else came into the room... I feel like I would have noticed ponies hiding... No, this was just Pinkie. This is just something Pinkie does. I'm not even going to try to understand it.
When it was finally time for me to come, the Pinkies handling my lower half just seemed to vanish, and the one riding my face leapt off of me and worked it for the last couple of seconds with her hooves.
I came confetti. I'm not even kidding. Colorful streamers and ribbons shot out of my dick. I'm not even going to ask; it's Pinkie Pie, after all. But if that symptom persists, I'll definitely definitely need both a doctor and a lawyer.
"You hardly smiled the whole time..." She complained, clambering back on top of me and taking me inside herself once more. "We're gonna have to fix that!"
She took a feather to my belly, gently running it along my skin. "Pfft... heh... Hahaha."
I started to squirm, but I didn't get too far, as I was tied to the bed. She mercilessly tickled me, running the feather up along my chest, on my neck, and under my chin. I was capable of doing little more than spasming underneath her and laughing like a psychopath, and she was apparently enjoying my chaotic motions, squeaking and moaning pleasurably. After about twenty seconds, Pinkie gave off an ear-shattering laugh, which I can only assume meant she finished, and bounced off of the bed, happy as always.
"Now that's how Pinkie Pie parties."
...That was weird. Okay. Now it's Twilight's turn. She's got a lot of magic education, so I don't even want to let myself try to figure out all the ways this could go terribly wrong. If I do, I'll probably chicken out and ask to go home.
Wait, she was so into Rainbow... Is she a full-blown lesbian? Is she going to blast me with some kind of rule-63 ray or something? I don't... Hmm... That might actually be kind of interesting. As long as she could change me back at the end...
Oh god, what if she summons a bunch of tentacles to rape me or something?
Damnit. No. Stop thinking about it. You can do this. It can't possibly be any worse than anything the others did.
...Right?
I'm not gonna think about it anymore. ... Why does she want to go last? What is it she's planning to do to me? Does it make me unsex-able? Should I—
"Ready?" She asked. At some point she had put on some reading glasses. Definitely had the hot librarian look going. Man, what is it about librarians?
I laughed anxiously. "So, uh... What's the plan?"
"We're gonna take this upstairs. You look like you could use a bath."
She was quite right. I was soaked through to the core with food products and the feminine excretions of at least three ponies. "Sounds good."
I expected her to untie me and let me walk up the stairs, but that wasn't the way things were going to go. My stomach turned upside down, I very nearly lost my lunch, and I developed extreme vertigo. All I knew was that I was submerged in water, and I panicked, flailing around like an idiot. Once my brain settled, I realized I had just been teleported upstairs, directly into the tub. She just told me that was exactly what she was going to do. I'm a moron.
The pleasantly warm water eased my tense, overworked body. I'd never been much for frilly stuff like bath salts, but whatever was in the water was really helping me relax. I allowed myself to sink into the sublime water, and dunked my head back until only my nostrils projected from the surface. My god. This was amazing. Even being able to spend two minutes in this tub between ponies would have made all the difference in the world.
As I re-emerged from the water, Twilight dipped her hoof into the tub, sampling the temperature, though she must have already known it was perfect. I noticed a couple of mints set on the side of the tub. Okay, sure, my breath probably smells like sugar and Pinkie-vagina. I use my now-unbound hand to grab a mint and toss it into my mouth.
"I didn't know you were a user," Twilight added shyly.
... User? Dafuq did I just put in my mouth? It just tasted like mint.
Twilight climbed into the tub on the opposite side from me. She magically popped the other mint into her mouth, and tilted her head back, taking a deep breath through her nostrils as she did so. When she opened her eyes and looked at me, I couldn't help but notice her pupils were a bit dilated. Ponies do drugs? Twilight does drugs? Oh man, this is weird.
Am I tripping yet?
I glance around the room. Everything still looks normal. Okay, well, I'm in a cartoon world and surrounded by magic ponies, but I saw that already.
Oh, oh, wait, wait, wait, I feel itchy. Is that it? Am I high? Damnit, I don't know about these crazy pony drugs. Oh... Wait. Of course. My dick feels kind of funny. It must be some kind of sex-enhancing drug.
It feels really funny. That can't be right. Is it still there? I shifted my legs to check, and sure enough, there was still something... Correction. There were still things between my legs. Okay. Seriously. I don't want to look, but I need to look. I have to find out what she's done...
Author's Note
Credit for the title of this chapter goes to AnonponyDASHIE.
I seriously had no clue what to call this chapter.
A Brief Window of Opportunity
I look down between my legs. Some time between ejaculating confetti and now, I had grown a second penis. A little worried, I check Twilight out really quick. She's still female. And I can't quite tell from here, but I don't think she has two vaginas, so it wasn't the mints. Maybe I'm just tripping. I reach down and fondle the penis that was sprouting out a little higher-up on my body; it was thicker, longer, and more horse-like than my own, but it was definitely attached to me.
Just to make sure, I reach my other hand a little further and grab onto the other one, penis classic. As far as I can tell, they're both real and both mine. Assuming that it's not just the drugs messing with my head, this is gonna be kinky. Twilight giggled and snorted at the sight of my grasping my dicks, smiling stupidly. She seemed to be pretty damn high, even though I still didn't feel anything.
Her reading quickly glasses found themselves on the side of the tub, and with a deep breath, she plunged her head under the water, and I felt her mouth wrap around the newer, larger penis, as she performed a simple blowjob. After about thirty seconds of that, she pulled back, her nostrils moved just above the surface of the water, and she inhaled again. Then she shifted her whole body, hanging her hindquarters up and out of the water, and hooked a back leg over the edge of the tub for leverage.
She took another deep breath and dunked her head in once again, wrapping her mouth around my penis. This one was longer than my own, so she was able to push forward and get it quite deep into her throat. However, she wasn't handling it quite as well as Pinkie seemed to be able to. I could definitely feel her gag-reflex nearly being set off every time she took me all the way in.
Another thirty seconds and she had to come up for air, but it wasn't long before I was deep inside of her again, feeling the delightful warmth and tightness of her throat around my member. I wanted to reach out and touch her plot, but I knew she was in a vulnerable and unstable position— if she startled and slipped with my penis that far down her throat, especially while she was also underwater, she could really hurt herself. I suddenly wondered why she didn't tie me up... I guess she must have assumed that I'd never try to run away wet, naked, and — I guess — stoned, with an extra penis.
Her head breached the surface of the water once again, and she looked into my eyes as she shifted towards me. She gently dropped herself down onto me, taking the smaller dick into herself. The spacing was such that the lower side of the horsecock I had spontaneously grown was able to rub against her clit, doubling the stimulation she received. She moved herself up and down very, very slowly, savoring every moment. Either the mint or whatever was in the bath water was really helping me last longer, too— I was feeling a sustained pleasure quite unlike anything I'd ever felt before.
So that was why Twilight wanted to go last. Who could ever hope to follow this act? As she carefully moved up and down, she swung her head around, loose and free, her wet mane hanging around her head. Her hooves grabbed onto my hands, which were clenched around the walls of the tub, and dragged them down into the water, bringing them to her supple purple rump. I squeezed her flank and rubbed her plot gently as she continued casually riding me. I kept massaging her flank, slowly growing more and more adventurous. One lone finger wandered close to her asshole.
"OoOohh," she moaned, slowly nodding her head back and forth. Did she want it? I think she wanted it. As my finger just penetrated her anus, she threw her front hooves over my shoulders, bringing herself closer to me. With a pant, she whispered, "Yes... Yes... Just like that..."
I pressed in a little deeper. She was already lubricated, so it was quite easy playing around with her asshole. I moved my finger in and out in time with her own motions.
"Mmhhh... Another..." She muttered, continuing to ride me. I carefully inserted another finger, stretching her out a little more, and used both of them to screw her. I finally came, simultaneously shooting off a load inside of her and all over her fuzzy chest. She reached down and pulled my hands away from her flank, stood up to get a little closer, and put her lips to my ear, sensually whispering, "Again?"
I nodded, mouth hanging open, drool dripping down out of it. She cast her resetting spell on me for the sixth time that day, and then dropped down, taking the larger horsecock into herself.
"Unhhh..." There was just something about the sounds she was making that was undeniably comforting and sexy. She was only taking in the head, but she lowered herself down a little further with each slow, passionate stroke, until finally my lower, smaller penis touched against her anus. She stopped moving up and down and just slowly, slowly, unbearably slowly pressed downward, leaving me overcome with the sensation of double-penetrating someone all on my own. It wasn't just a matter of doubled feeling, it was a combination that defied understanding— both distinct feelings being overlaid on top of each other, driving me wild with mutually-exclusive — but nevertheless mind-blowing — sensations.
She shuddered as she continued to lower herself, rocking back and fourth and gradually taking both of my penises completely into her body. When her flank finally touched against my thighs, she stopped moving, and grabbed at the hand that hadn't been playing with her ass, bringing it near her clitoris. I rubbed away at it, which prompted the unicorn to make more soft, lovely, moaning sounds. Little sparks of magic started flying off the tip of her horn. I thought about maybe trying to massage it, but it looked a bit too sharp for comfort, and I wasn't sure if that was even an erogenous zone.
She leaned far backwards, taking my natural penis deep into her ass while pulling the horsecock almost all the way out of herself, and then made the opposite motion, leaning all the way forward, the horsecock pressing against her cervix and my original dick just barely staying inside of her. She continued rocking back and forth, alternately moving both dicks in and out of herself. It was too much for me to handle. I couldn't— I just— I came again, filling her up with my hot seed.
Twilight didn't stop. She kept on going. "Again," she whispered, casting the spell on me once more. Fifteen seconds of her riding me later and her wish was granted, yet more of my ejaculate filling up her tight, warm, orifices.
"Unhhh... Unf..." She moaned, "Again... Again..."
She refilled me once more and kept on riding me. She was definitely doing something to increase my stamina, there's no doubt about that. I orgasmed for a third time just twenty seconds later. I was starting to feel pressure build up inside her and my semen was starting to squirt out of her with each downward thrust of her body.
"Just... a little... more... Unnnnhhh" She added, panting. The spell was cast again.
A few seconds later I started coming, and at that moment, Twilight's horn began spouting a persistent magical glow. I didn't stop. It just kept pouring out of me, and then back out of her, like a faucet. I had literally never, ever, ever felt anything so incredible in my life.
"AHH-huh-huuuuuhh" She gasped, little spurts of magic flying from her horn as the spell she was casting died down. Without bothering to take me out of herself, she leaned forward against my chest and nuzzled my cheek. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my head against hers. Oh, why can't I take you home with me?
"Yes, again." I said, stroking her gently.
"Huh?" She asked.
"I would definitely like to come back."
"Oh... Yeah..."
She seemed kind of out of it. Suddenly, I remembered something important. I needed to go home soon. She was my ride home, and... she was intoxicated.
"Is... Is she gonna be okay?"
"Oh, yes, of course," Rarity replied, "she always gets like this after a good lay. Give her about two minutes."
Hmm, okay, a couple minutes. Should be fine. I continued stroking her... Withers? I think that's the right term for the upper part of a horse's back. As great as the sex had been, this was somehow even better. Just laying there, in the tub, gently touching her body, feeling her heart beating close to my own. I'm not sure I'd ever been quite so happy.
She took a deep breath and nuzzled me a bit. I felt like my heart might have nearly exploded right then and there. My fingers were starting to prune, for having been in the tub too long, but I didn't care. I was enjoying myself too much to get out. Even just feeling her breathing up against me was inexplicably satisfying.
"Yes, yes... I'm definitely going to want to see you again..." she remarked, seeming to have partially regained her composure.
"But when?"
"It's impossible to know... We can't predict where the portals will be more than a month in advance... And they're so rare."
"So I may not get to see you again?"
"Sadly, no. But you got to see me once. That's more than most can say."
"Mmhmm..." I mumbled, squeezing her a little tighter.
"Fluttershy..." Twilight yawned. "How's the time doing?"
Fluttershy looked over the clock apparatus. Now that I could see the face, it appeared to be fantastically complicated.
"Oh... Um... I think... I think there are forty-five minutes left. No, wait, forty-three. Um... Forty minutes."
Twilight instantly sobered up as her eyes shot open and she leapt out of the tub, spraying water all over the room. "No, no, no! Those aren't minutes, they're seconds!"
I was magic-lifted out of the bathwater, left dangling kind of awkwardly, dripping on the floor, and abruptly set down. Twilight scratched her quill at parchment like mad, doing some kind of crazy math problem. She grunted in frustration, crumpled up the sheet, and started over.
"Fifteen seconds!" Rainbow Dash shouted.
"Aha!" Twilight had gotten it. She concentrated, built up a strong charge of magic on her horn, and unleashed it upon me.
The others waved goodbye as I felt myself fade out of existence.
Author's note;
Well. My first clop-fic. I never thought I'd write anything like this, but... It's been fun, guys. Thanks for reading, and for whoever has stuck with me since the end of chapter 2, thanks for staying through the scare that was Rarity, and the anxious pause in the story to find out what exactly Fluttershy was planning.
There are a few different endings coming up after the break. I couldn't decide. The first one is the one I consider 'canon,' but you can believe whichever one you like best.
A Brief Window of Opportunity
I Regret Nothing (Sad/Embarrassing Ending)
Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
What's that noise? Is that what it sounds like to travel across dimensions? Like a... fan or something. A bright blue light burns my eyes, and it takes a second to adjust. I appear to be inside some kind of white plastic tube, and my head is strapped down to whatever I'm laying on. The lights flash red, and a buzzer sounds, as the platform I'm laying on shifts along the length of the tube.
Finally, it comes to a rest in a simple office-like room, lit by recessed fluorescent fixtures. The equipment holding my head in place slackens, allowing me to sit up. I'm a little dizzy and nauseous, but I manage fine. To my right, a student and a few faculty members are staring at me, mouths agape. I put my head to my hand — or is it my hand going to my head? I'm still a little disoriented — and try to remember what just happened.
Oh yeah, I just had sex with a bunch of ponies...
...No, wait, that can't be right. I think back a little harder.
'...So what we're going to do is inject you with a cocktail of drugs that will induce a lucid dreaming state and allow us to visualize through fMRI scanning whatever world your subconscious generates. The data we collect will be converted to video in real-time, allowing us to track your experiences in the dream and map out how the brain uses those experiences to optimize neural networks. Of course, the ethics board requires us to remind you that your deepest fantasies and desires can and probably will be called forth during the trial, and they will be recorded and kept by the university indefinitely for research purposes...'
Wait, why did I sign up for that experiment again? I look at the four other people in the room with me, who are all still speechless. I look to my left, and see an expensive-looking computer with multiple monitors. Some of the screens show slices of my brain, with bits of color scattered across them, while another monitor shows something completely different. The words 'Experiment Terminated' were etched across the top of a still frame of the very last thing I saw in Equestria. Six ponies bidding me farewell.
These guys just watched that entire thing. I feel like I should be feeling some shame here, but...
...I regret nothing.
A Brief Window of Opportunity
'Classic' (Funny/Cruel Ending)
WHORP.
The human suddenly vanished, having been sent back off to his home. Rarity snickered a bit. Fluttershy, smiling brightly, brushed her hair back. And then Rainbow Dash broke out in hysterical laughter, throwing a hoof over Twilight's shoulder.
"Damnit, Twi, you gotta warn me before you throw the 'two hours only' bit out there. It's just way too funny!"
"Heh, sorry, I was just winging it today. You really pulled off the sexual confusion act great today, even I almost bought it!" Twilight replied, giving Rainbow a peck on the cheek.
Rainbow flapped up into the air and swooned dramatically. "Oh, Twilight, I'm so afraid of these strange feelings I'm having!" She then slapped the purple unicorn on the flank and laughed a bit more.
"I've got to hand it to Fluttershy, though," Rarity added, "I've never seen a human agree to the strap-on that quickly."
"Oh... um... it was nothing. I still can't believe you bit him, that was great!"
"Yeah!" Rainbow agreed, "You shoulda seen his face! Eyes practically bugged out of his head."
They all shared a laugh.
"You went pretty easy on him, though, AJ," Twilight mused.
"Huh? Eh... Idunno. Ah've been kinda lonely lately; thought maybe I could pretend he was somepony special."
"Awwww..." Pinkie squeaked.
"It's fine, Ah'm fine."
"Soooo... Same time next week?" Twilight asked.
"Definitely!"
"Oh, can we do it at the boutique?"
"Sure, Rarity," Twilight replied, flipping through a long scroll. "Oh, how about that guy from New Zealand? You know, the one with the huge crush on Rainbow?"
"I'll go last, if that's alright with you," Dash said mockingly. "That's honestly brilliant, Twi. They'll put up with so much shit to get to their favorite."
"Thanks, Rainbow."
"Love ya, egghead."
Twilight smiled warmly at Rainbow. "Alright everypony, go ahead and get yourselves washed up, I'm gonna go help Spike run the library."
She then walked down the stairs, shutting the bathroom door behind her.
Suddenly, bathtub lesbian orgy scene.
The end.
A Brief Window of Opportunity
Author's note:
These endings aren't cloppy, they're just meant to wrap up the story in a few different ways. This is the most satisfying ending in my opinion, as the other two are more of reckless, heartless attempts at humor.
WHORP.
Moving back to my own world was quite unpleasant. I felt myself twisting and turning in wholly unnatural ways, and the sensation was not unlike moving through a river of sand. My eyes stung a bit, and I couldn't breathe. I sure am glad I was asleep for that the first time.
BOOM.
I fell from a couple feet in the air onto my own bed. As I recovered my breath, I rubbed my eyes. Aww man, that sucked.
Then I reached my arms out to either side of me. Nothing but disheveled bedsheets and my own clothing, discarded during the trip over. The bed was empty. I was all alone. I was more alone than I'd ever been. That moment with Twilight had ended so abruptly, and I wanted nothing more than to hold on to someone... onto Twilight especially. But anyone warm and soft would do.
"Ugh... What am I doing with my life?"
It was still night out, so I tried to drift back to sleep. I couldn't. My bed was too cold and lonely. That guy who tried to stay in Equestria... I was beginning to think that maybe he wasn't so dumb; he really was on to something. Stricken with insomnia, I moved to the window, through which the subtle light of the Moon shined.
It really was a beautiful, full, Moon out. It's curious how I had taken to appreciating the Moon more ever since I became a brony. That big old chunk of rock and dust never seemed all that interesting before, but now? It's the avatar of Luna. A little bit of pony that's broken through into reality. I suppose I'll have to change my way of thinking about that, now; they're just as real as I am. For the last two hours, it would have been more rational to say that I was like a fictional character breaking into their reality.
Will I ever be able to see them again? I mean, sure, they'll be on the TV, or I could look them up on the net, but... It wouldn't be the same. I don't even know if I can clop properly anymore, having had the real thing.
Something is sitting on the windowsill, glinting in the moonlight. A little token of pink gemstone, in the shape of a six-sided star. My heart melts as I turn it over in my hands. A little something to remember her by... Something to let me know it wasn't just a dream.
She'll bring me back one day. I know she will. Though... maybe it wouldn't hurt to find someone warm and soft to snuggle up against while I wait. I'd always convinced myself I didn't need that, but... I think I do.
With that thought, I climbed back into bed. In the morning, I'd go out and look for someone. I can't just settle for anyone, but at least I could know I was looking. I would need to be well rested... I needed to sleep.
So I did.
End.