Hybrid Rainbow

Spitfire rapped her hoof a few times on Cadence's ornate balcony door, hearing romantic Bossa Nova music playing from within. She loved that kind of music ever since she hosted the Best Young Flier competition in Acapulcolt and considering that city's musical tradition and being one of the places visited on the royal honeymoon, it was no surprise that the pink Alicorn would be interested in it, too...

The balcony door opened to reveal the Princess of Love herself: Cadence, bringing with it unmuffled music, the sight of her opulent room and the smell of rosewater, estrus and vanilla. The aroma alone was enough to have Spitfire feel a warm bead of nectar roll down her leg. Oddly enough, the alicorn's horn was wreathed in its shimmering violet aura, yet there was nothing in sight that she appeared to be manipulating.

"Spitfire?!" She exclaimed, surprised by the captain's unannounced arrival. "W-what brings you here? I'm in the middle of an important experiment."

Spitfire scratched her head. "It's kind of an emergency. Not really an emergency kind of emergency, but the kind where my emotional being is at stake along with one of my teammates."

"It's a romantic problem, isn't it?" Asked Cadence, her tone getting rather...amorous. "So... Who's the lucky stallion, dare I ask?" A creamy smile grew on her face, looking down at Spitfire with bedroom eyes, as if to say that she wanted in on that action. Considering the fact that Cadence was, by her very nature as the goddess of love, polyamorous, it wouldn't be that much of a surprise if she really did want a taste of the action, too... "It's okay, I'm the Princess of Love, so you can tell me anything about who your special somepo-"

"It's Rainbow Dash."

The alicorn's entire face turned crimson, placing two hooves over her mouth. She was perfectly alright with same-sex couples and no stranger whatsoever with homosexual relations, but Spitfire and Rainbow Dash?! The thought of those two together never even once crossed her mind!

"Rainbow Dash?!" Exclaimed the princess, her tone quickly changing from shock to adoration. "Well, I had no idea you two were an item! In fact, I had no idea she was even interested in having a relationship! She must have really grown up quite a bit since the Equestria Games. Which is great news, seeing how emotionally repressed she's always been. She never even shed a tear when I took the first bite of wedding cake to cement my relationship with Shining Ar-"

"That's the problem," Spitfire interrupted. "She's a traumatized, emotionally and sexually repressed lesbian that just recently came out of the closet. She's finally starting to stop hiding her feelings and I've been trying to help her get a better understanding of sex, but she's very insecure, incredibly sensitive, anxious, scared and there hasn't been a single day gone by without her having a cry at one point. She's a real mess..."

Cadence was hurt. Sure, she's dealt with emotional repressed individuals and ponies struggling with their sexual identities, but knowing that Rainbow Dash was one of them hit way too close to home. It was as if somepony dropped a lump of lead in her heart. "Oh, the poor thing..." She said. "Come on inside, Spitfire," Cadence turned around and walked back into her room, gesturing the Wonderbolt to follow her. "I think I know how to help the two of you..."

Spitfire's head swiveled in every direction that her neck allowed, the opulent interior almost too much to take in all at once. Its vaulted, domed ceiling was adorned with frescoes depicting scenes from Equestrian mythology and antiquity, depicting gods and goddess worshipped long before Luna and Celestia took control over their collective pantheon. A lavish, dark purple bed pushed against the northern wall was shielding by plain white curtains - a stark contrast from the room's gaudy arabesques and Rococo-style furniture. The curtains on the bed were parted, giving the Wonderbolt a view of its many pillows and rich, silky textures. Spitfire always admired Cadence's bed. To her, it was like Cadence's one true throne - a romantic dais dedicated to the Princess's dominion of the Equestrian mating season, its threads and fabrics an intangible trophy room baptized with the precious juices and biting teeth of more than a thousand mares and stallions blessed with the rarest privilege in Canterlot: Making the beast with two backs with Princess Mi Amore Cadenza.

But one thing that stood out from the marble tiles, the fancy furniture and that enormous vase in the corner was what sounded like the muffled strains and grunts of a stallion, heard even over the Bossa Nova playing on that decrepit-looking old phonograph. The sound baffled her much more than it worried her, since she hardly had a clue as to why she'd be hearing that sound in a place like Cadence's.

"Um, Cadence? What is that noise, exactly?" She said, approaching the bathroom door where it came from.

Cadence blushed a hearty crimson in response. "Oh! Uhh... That's...That's just my little...'experiment' I was talking about..." She stammered, bracing herself and her ears for Spitfire's reaction.

The fire-maned mare's curiosity (and estrus) disregarded all sense of prudishness and respect for others' privacy, and with an audible creak, opened the bathroom door with a single push. "Well, I heard somepony in discomfort and the door's slightly open, so I think that gives me every right to find out- OH MY GODS."

The door knocked over a bottle of lubricant, sending it rolling down the floor until it stopped at the toilet where the object of her shock was. Now it was Spitfire's turn to be red as a beetroot.

The toilet seat was down, and on it sat the one and only Shining Armor. Nothing seemed all that different about him, save for the fact that he was clad in tight purple/black-striped stockings, hoofcuffed behind his back and Cadence's magical glow holding his muzzle and his cock shut tight. His face was red, his eyes were teary and his face was contorted in what looked like a mix between pure pleasure and grievous discomfort. Spitfire's eyes lowered and found Shining's ballsack swollen and tinged with a shade of blue while his thick, veiny stallionhood throbbed painfully - red hot to the touch and struggling to fire its load. curiously enough, an egg-timer sat on the nearby countertop.

Cadence walked up next to the jaw-dropped Spitfire, smiling nervously. "Heh heh... Well, I guess you now know about my little experiment!" she laughed nervously, rubbing her pained ear. Spitfire shook her head back into lucidity, having now recovered from the initial shock.

"Orgasm denial?!" The yellow mare blurted. "On Shining Armor?! I know he's tough and all, but isn't this a little extreme? I mean, his cock looks ready to explode!" She pointed a hoof towards his tortured member, rubbing her haunches together, her vulva instinctively moistening itself in anticipation of a potential, masculine intruder.

"Don't fret, Spitty," She said, walking over to her husband and teasingly stroking his chin. Spitfire frowned at the sound of her least favorite nickname - second only to "Zippo McHotplot," which was given to her by Soarin' minutes before he had to spend the afternoon with a bag of frozen peas on his cheek. "He's tough, I know he is. I just wanted to know exactly how tough he was in the bedroom." The princess ended her sentence with a kiss on the stallion's lips, which only served to exacerbate his ecstatic agony.

Cadence and Spitfire shared a grin of sadistic glee, both enjoying the impossibly horny look he was giving those two. It was a very empowering moment - the two mares felt their spirits soar with excitement, knowing that they had such a hot boy firmly in their clutches, at their mercy and very, very firm. Both of them felt their clits swell to twice their size at the prospect of all the dirty, dirty things they could do to him.

Cadence giggled. "It's just like my bachelorette party all over again!"

Spitfire joined in her laughter. "I kinda figured it would be! Everypony knows that Cadence throws the sexiest parties in Equestria!" Somewhere in Ponyville, a Pink mare felt her hair deflate with a sudden feeling of pure, seething jealousy. "What do you think we should do to him, Cadence?"

The princess put a hoof to her chin in deep thought, much to Shining Armor's worry. "That's a good question, Spitfire... Just think of this as more of a lesson in stallions and how to give them what you want."

"Thanks, but I want to learn how to have mares give me what I want." Laughed Spitz. "But on a serious note, I could really use some advice on how to not only tell Rainbow Dash that I love her, but just how much I love her. Sure, I know all about sex and seduction, but full-blown romance...is a whole 'nother thing..." Spitfire sighed in resignation. "I just feel so...afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Asked Cadence, concerned for her high-flying friend.

"That's the problem: I don't know." The captain looked downwards, her ears flattened and her hoof pawing the tiled floor. "I'm a world-class athlete, a celebrity daredevil, a one-time actress and a five-star sex symbol, so why does it feel like there's a concrete wall keeping me from her? I'm so confused..."

Cadence lifted Spitfire's chin upwards, her eyes meeting the princess' reassuring smile. "It's perfectly normal to feel like that when you first find love. Just take her on a date, be yourself, make her feel special and remember that fear is merely temporary and that you'll be stronger for overcoming it. 'Fear is the mind killer' as they always say."

"Thanks, Cadence. That...really means a lot to me." Spitfire gave the princess a warm embrace, which the Alicorn returned in kind. After they separated, the mares' tender moment was rudely interrupted by the shrill ring of the egg timer. Cadence panicked and fell backwards, inadvertently releasing her magical grip on her husband.

"Uh-oh."

AAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!

Free at last from his torturous denial, Shining Armor felt his psyche ripped apart by an orgasm of epic proportions, his mind shattered by powerful blast after powerful blast of pure ecstasy. His penis, now free from its ethereal bonds, blew its obscenely huge load of piping hot sperm with the pressure of a garden hose at full blast. Nothing stood in the way of his tremendous arc of stallion-juice.

Except for Spitfire, who had no time to react whatsoever.

"Gaaagghhh!!"

Though it was certainly not the first time in her life, the Captain of The Wonderbolts found herself plastered from hoof to head in a thick coat of Shining Armor's warm, salty seed. It looked like somepony filled a whole cannon up with glue and fired it straight at her. Coming to terms with the situation, Spitfire's shock turned to arousal once she saw herself in the wall-to-wall bathroom mirror. Seeing her shocked expression soon changed into that of arousal, further emulating the beautiful porn stars of her video collection. The parody of those naughty mares she saw in her reflection turned her estrus from simmer to full-blast, licking the excess cum from her lips with a provocative moan.

Spitfire's resemblance to a freshly-plastered porno pony was certainly not lost on Cadence, who now eyed her with such hungry, predatory eyes.

The princess burst into a fit of hearty laughter. "Looks like my big strong Shining Armor made a big mess out of poor little Spitfire!" She tittered. "I think somepony needs a bath..."

"You're going to take a bath with me?" The Wonderbolt replied with a mix of confusion and anticipation.

"No." Cadence licked her lips suggestively. Spitfire simply closed her eyes and leaned her head back in response. Crawling over the plastered Pegasus, Cadence bowed her head and went to town on her fiery friend's body while Shining Armor laid back and slept on the toilet, sleepy enough to be confused for a catatonic.

Mating season is weird, isn't it?

Man, what a week this has been. Hope Rainbow Dash is doing alright... Ooh! Yeah, right along the inner thigh! Oooh, that's the spirit...