Walk Softly

Snails hadn’t had time to think. He didn’t spend much time thinking on a regular basis anyway, but the events of the last however-long had done their best to rob him of the ability to form a coherent thought. His body had been overwhelmed with sensations that he’d never experienced, ones that rivalled the best moments of childhood fun and fantasies, even in his dreams. They’d felt different at the same time; wrong and improper in an intangible way Snails couldn’t quite describe. All the while he’d let himself be a passive participant.

Diamond Tiara’s words had stung. Was he really a freak? A pony destined to be rejected from companionship for something that, until today, he hadn’t even known was wrong with him?

Why had Diamond Tiara been so eager to apologize to him? The second she’d seen his…

And she’d screamed and shuddered, the latter the same way that Snails had. Twice.

He usually didn’t take the time to understand the things Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon said to him. He understood the gist, but avoided the particulars. His Mom had told him often enough that if somepony made it clear they weren’t his friend, the things they said were better to ignore.

“What are you waiting for, you idiot? Move your tongue! Do I have to tell you how to do everything?”

Snails lifted his head back. His tongue slid over the bump at the top of Diamond Tiara’s slit for a moment, but only briefly, before he held his nose up properly. He looked up at Diamond Tiara, who was bordering already on a confused rage.

“What are you doing? Get your face back down there and eat me out! I’m not apologizing to you for my benefit, you dumb-ass!”

Out of the corner of his eye, Snails caught sight of Silver Spoon, sniffling and shuffling her hind legs against each other in frustration.

Snails stood up.

Diamond Tiara’s eyes went wide. She hadn’t been expected the surface underneath her to suddenly right itself, let alone with her legs still spread over Snails’ chest. She did the best she could given the lack of notice, which was to brace herself for the fall, a short distance to the leaf-covered ground.

The leaves stayed beneath her, just out of reach. She looked up, confused. Her hoof sparkled a faint green as she moved it.

Snails was standing upright now. His teeth were clenched in concentration as his horn shimmered, alight with the green glow of his magic.

“What–what are you doing? Put me down right now!”

Snails didn’t intend to keep her aloft for long. With a grimace of concentration, Snails tipped his head forwards.

Diamond Tiara went flying with the motion of the magic’s movement. The leaves met her this time, along with the stump of a tree just close enough to make proper acquaintance with the path from school. She didn’t land hard, but the rough bark was an unexpected and unpleasant surprise regardless. Her hind legs toppled over her with the force of the impact, leaving her upside down with her stomach against the roots of the tree.

“I don’t think this is right,” Snails managed. He looked at Diamond Tiara as he spoke, but turned his head to Silver Spoon. She caught his glance from behind her hoof as she wiped her eyes, and turned her head away. Her face was still flushed.

Diamond Tiara was reeling from the sudden transition from pending carpet-cleaning to being upside the wrong-end of a tree. The ‘catty-reply’ center of her brain went into momentary stasis as she recollected her bearings.

“You guys are always mean to me.” Snails’ voice sounded steadier than it had the entire day previous, as if a revelation had been welling up inside him ready to burst. His voice was still slow, but now it sounded purposeful instead of lost.

“You pick on me and call me names… and I don’t really care. It doesn’t bug me too much. But…” Snails turned his head, looking dead-set at Silver Spoon, who lowered her hoof as she opened her eyes wider in confusion.

“…but you shouldn’t be mean to each other. I don’t really care about Miss Cheerilee’s lesson or how big I might be, or whether anypony will think I’m weird… they probably already think I’m weird anyway. But if you’re gonna apologize to me, you shouldn’t hurt your friend while you do.”

On the tree, Diamond Tiara struggled to right herself, tousling with a particularly misshapen root as she attempted to extricate one of her hooves which had become lodged between it and the ground.

Silver Spoon was staring back at Snails.

“But I… I made fun of you too. I don’t deserve an apology…”

Snails shrugged.

“It’s okay. It didn’t really bother me. And I could tell you were upset, so…”

Snails stepped closer to Silver Spoon, and, by virtue of proximity, Diamond Tiara. Silver Spoon watched him as he walked, and blushed as she caught herself staring between Snails’ legs. His oversized member was still as hard as a rock, swinging obscenely back and forth as he moved.

Snails walked until he was halfway between Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara before turning his head back to Silver Spoon, who hadn’t moved from her place sitting sadly on the forest floor.

“Do you, uh… do you want a turn, then?” he asked. He gave an awkward downward nod in the direction of his dick.

Silver Spoon’s eyes turned into saucers at the sudden thought of what Snails’ massive cock would do to her still mostly-virginal filly-parts. She shook her head as quickly as the thought came, still a jumble of muddled emotions through the insistence of her refusal.

“No, I… that’s okay. But, uh…”

Silver Spoon kicked one of her hooves awkwardly at the leaves underfoot. Nearby, Diamond Tiara made her last kick of effort against the root, dislodging her leg with a soft ‘twong’ from the curved wooden tendril.

“You could, uh… I mean, I was really close when you were…”

“Licking you?”

Silver Spoon blushed and nodded furiously.

“Yes. You could, uh… do that again, and that would be okay.”

“Okay.” Snails didn’t move though. He gestured with a tilt of his head towards Diamond Tiara, who whether through willful ignorance or bad hearing had given no sign of noticing the conversation taking part only feet away.

“What about her?”

Silver Spoon’s mind flashed with the possibilities. It was a difficult process to extricate the feelings she could express out of the maelstrom of confusion given rise by the last half-hour’s events. Was she resentful? Bitter? Still filled with yearning desire that her friend would never acknowledge? What could she say that would resolve everything still mulling around in her head?

The corner of her mouth lifted into a smirk.

“Well… she really seemed to enjoy herself earlier. Maybe you should give her what she wants properly?”

Snails, despite the sudden clarity of his reasoning, blinked at Silver Spoon’s suggestion. Silver Spoon simply smiled wider.

“You know… bend her over and give her a proper pounding with that giant thing of yours? I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”

“Okay,” Snails said again.

He didn’t really care what Diamond Tiara felt at this point. This was still an apology for him after all, wasn’t it?

Diamond Tiara was just peeling herself off the ground when Snails alighted above her. Diamond Tiara saw the orange of his hooves as she made to lift her head back to its proper height, preparing herself for the verbal onslaught brewing at the consternation of her play-things sudden sensibility.

She didn’t get a chance to form the words before Snails picked nudged her with his head, moving his entire body in one fluid motion and tossing her into the air.

Diamond Tiara landed against the tree again, this time face first. Her body sprawled onto the ground, her back facing Snails and Silver Spoon, as well as the whole opposite side of the forest, including the trail. Despite the jarring sensation of wood into her skull at a sudden velocity, Diamond Tiara readied her bank of scathing responses properly this time, as well as the bitter-biting tone necessary for their delivery.

“What do you think you’re doing? Cut that out right now or you’ll be lucky if I just take back my apology!”

Diamond Tiara almost swallowed her last syllable as she felt a set of hooves on her sides, lifting her up and placing her against the ground just so. The same set of hooves moved faster than she could react to, and spread her hind legs. She made to move them closed again, but the sudden weight of a body on her back gave her pause. Then the hooves on her shoulders, pinning her in place.

She felt it poking at her, nudging against the crease of her hind leg where it met her rump.

“Don’t you dare! I told you I was done! I don’t want you fucking freak dick inside me for another second!”

The motion of lining himself up for penetration was alien to Snails, but he managed fine by instinct. The second he felt the tip of his head against Diamond Tiara’s soaking wet pussy, he knew he was proceeding properly. He also knew that Diamond Tiara’s last exclamation had been a lie. Wetter meant something very certain, as he had ascertained from Silver Spoon’s display on his chest. His fur was still wet and sticky as a result.

Silver Spoon was beset with the awkward task of getting herself into position for the proceedings now. Given the real-estate at her disposal, the only position that seemed to make sense was… lying atop Diamond Tiara’s back.

Well, she could make it work.

Diamond Tiara grunted as Silver Spoon’s hooves pressed onto her back, and began panting slightly as the full weight of her friend settled on top of her.

“Silver Spoon? Get off me, and get this moron off too!”

Silver Spoon didn’t say anything. She licked her lips, tasting what she dreamed was a hint of Diamond Tiara’s tongue from the earlier cleanup, and sighed. She laid back and spread her legs, resting her back against the tree but with her haunches firmly planted on the back of Diamond Tiara’s neck.

Snails pushed himself forward ever so slightly. The head of his cock parted Diamond Tiara’s still swollen lips. He bit down on his lower lip as Diamond Tiara’s hole twitched in response to his proximity. Despite the breather, he was still closer than he imagined he could hold out on for long.

Diamond Tiara was practically thrashing, struggling as best she could despite the Snails pressing down on her and Silver Spoon’s weight alongside.

“Don’t! Don’t you dare!” she yelled again, waggling her hips in an attempt to dislodge Snails’ from her pussy. There was no friction from her slickness, her movement instead resulting in sliding the first half-inch of her entrance over Snails’ cock over and over again, and soaking herself even further.

“Don’t you dare f-fuck me with your disgustingly huge dick again,” she went on, her hips still rotating. The front of her body quelled its movements as she braced herself against the tree. Her hips moved slightly back instead of just away as she swivelled them.

“I told you I don’t wanna get r-railed by your giant cock, you freak! I don’t wanna, my pussy’s still too sore from when I was r-riding you and you almost split me in half from how b-big you are.” Diamond Tiara’s stammers accompanied the jostles of her ass, and she closed her eyes as she pressed her forehead into the bark of the tree for leverage.

“You already made me cum twice when you wrecked my hole with your m-monster dick, d-don’t… d-don’t do it again, or I’ll… I’ll get really upset if you shove yourself all the way inside me until I can feel you stabbing into my s-stomach…” Diamond Tiara’s speech was bordering on babble, her syllables slurred over her rapidly moving tongue as Snails pressed himself further forward. He was two inches inside now, and Diamond Tiara could feel the walls of her pussy stretching again to accommodate the girth of the colossal thing sliding inside her.

“F-fuck… you b-better not make me c-cum again on your huge, f-fucking gigantic cock… you b-better not…” Diamond Tiara was a near incoherent mess, her body betraying her completely as she strained backwards, desperate to fit more of Snails’ dick inside her. It hurt; it hurt so badly as it stretched her out with its size, but Celestia did it hurt in the best way, the way only Snails’ impossibly sized dick could hurt, so good, she could feel herself quivering already.

Snails stared at Silver Spoon’s smile as he slid himself halfway in. Silver Spoon was already touching herself, writhing in arousal at the proximity of Diamond Tiara’s pending ravaging. She smiled even wider when Snails lowered his head, placing his mouth squarely against Silver Spoon’s still dripping slit. She moaned loudly, and ground herself back into the tree supporting her weight, as well as Diamond Tiara’s back holding her butt aloft.

Diamond Tiara was babbling with approximations of words now, with some proper expression mixed in between the mix of ‘fuck’ and indecipherable moaning.

“F-fuck, fuck, don’t fuck me, d-don’t do it, don’t make me cum again, oh Celestia you’re gonna make me cum again… I can’t, I can’t do it again, you’re too big, your huge f-fucking dick is too big, you’re gonna split me in half…”

Diamond Tiara managed the last semblance of coherent expression still needing to escape from her mouth before Snails thrust forward suddenly. Within an instant, three quarters of his shaft was buried inside Diamond Tiara’s pussy. She felt the tip stabbing against her insides. Her lips stretched out as wide as they could to accommodate the girth plunging inside them.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” Diamond Tiara spewed a stream of profanity as she came. Just like her previous orgasms, her pussy spasmed and clenched around Snails’ dick; no small feat as there was barely any room left inside her to tighten around Snails’ giant thickness. Unlike her last two orgasms, however, this one sent a jolt along her body that robbed her of every ability for rational thought. Every feeling in every part of her was focused on the ecstatic agony of Snails suddenly slamming himself inside her. Her legs quivered, threatening to give out under her own weight, plus the resting burden of Silver Spoon atop her back. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth uncontrollably. To Snails’ great surprise, Diamond Tiara’s clenching was the tightest it had ever been – and as her pussy-lips spasmed around his cock, Snails felt a gush of sudden wetness splash his hooves and the ground around them.

Diamond Tiara managed one long moan through her stream of profanity. She squirted as she came, spraying a stream of her arousal against Snails’ legs and the leaves underneath.

Snails didn’t pay the squirting much attention. Now that he could move, he could enjoy how good it felt to bury himself in Diamond Tiara’s youthful tightness. It was a struggle to keep his tongue moving, but he lowered his head further and licked dutifully, paying special attention to the button at the top of Silver Spoon’s slit that had gotten such a positive reaction previously.

Every time he thrust, Snails felt Diamond Tiara’s body shutter. The juice flowing around his cock was so bountiful, Snails wasn’t sure if Diamond Tiara was squirting again and again, or if her body was just in the constant height of its arousal. Snails wasn’t particularly concerned; his own body was in a struggle against itself to hold back from the cliff-edge of its climax.

Luckily, Snails could feel Silver Spoon bucking her hips to meet Snails’ tongue. He knew from previous experience that so much movement meant she was close, which as just as well. Snails didn’t know how much longer he could hold out against his body’s request to let go.

“Fuck, fuck, shit, ohhh, fuck…” Diamond Tiara was practically screaming as Snails slid inside her again and again, her voice so loud Snails thought it was a wonder the entire town didn’t hear and keep running. It must be echoing off the trees at the very least.

In a sudden inspiration of the most creative irony he might ever have, Snails grinned with his face in Silver Spoon’s pussy. He held his tongue for a moment as he lifted his head up.

“Can you get her to be quiet?” he asked, recalling Diamond Tiara’s insistence at his own quietness earlier.

Silver Spoon barely made out the request through the haze of her panting and enjoyment, but the words managed to reach her ears eventually, helped along by the absence of Snails’ tongue. Silver Spoon looked up at him for a moment, confused.

Snails smiled and lifted Silver Spoon up, pulling her away from the tree and her makeshift seat on Diamond Tiara’s back. He lowered her to the ground, resting her on her back on the leaves aside Diamond Tiara, who was still drooling and swearing in a stream-of-consciousness as Snails pounded her.

He was tall, this would work fine.

“Just get her mouth shut, okay?” Snails said before he leaned forward again, locking his lips around Silver Spoon’s labia.

Silver Spoon met his touch with a moan.

Quiet?

Silver Spoon licked her lips and tasted the kiss that almost was.

She didn’t have to think for a second.

With Diamond Tiara’s tongue still lolling out of her mouth in delirious ecstasy, Silver Spoon grabbed the head of purple-and-white mane inches away and pulled it towards her. Properly, despite the circumstance, her lips locked around Diamond Tiara’s, and she tasted the incoherent arousal of her friend’s ravishing as Diamond Tiara moaned into her mouth. She didn’t manage to protest. Her tongue moved as Silver Spoon guided it. Bubblegum and ice-cream on her lips. Expensive perfume. Silver Spoon shuddered. Diamond Tiara’s lips moved as the airless breaths passed her tongue, muttering wordless curses as Snails bottomed out inside her pussy over and over again.

Silver Spoon shuddered the second she felt the taste of electricity against her tongue. Pent-up desire made the kiss a thousand times stronger.

Snails lapped at her clit, and she came.

Snails felt the orgasm coming a second before it arrived. Something inside him could sense the impending explosion, the same way he could sense his own, teetering at the edge of culmination as his body threatened to burst. He rode out the agonizing strains of his nearby climax with his tongue in constant motion, lapping as eagerly as he could manage at Silver Spoon’s love-button as the tiny filly came all over his mouth. She didn’t squirt, but Snails felt the clenching of her hole and the quivering of her outer lips around his muzzle as what felt like a long-needed orgasm washed across his face. He licked for as long as he could manage, beset by courtesy and the fuel of his own arousal, until he couldn’t hold out anymore.

He pulled out remembering the admonishment the proximity of his orgasm had gotten him last time.

With Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara still locked in the throes of their accompanying ecstasy, Snails came. He had felt something last time, but this time what he felt was very concretely defined in his mind. His whole body shuddered. He felt his testicles tighten. His legs shook. And he came. The culmination of the all-consuming yearning that had coursed through his body, centered on the aching hardness of his shaft as it had slid inside Diamond Tiara while she rode him, and again while he had pinned her down like an animal and fucked her with a mind on his own pleasure at last; he came.

His cock twitched once, and then spewed like a fire-hose, spraying jet after jet of thick white semen onto the two fillies in front of him. Diamond Tiara was facing away, so her backside caught most of the load. Snails painted her shapely young butt as he came, shooting strand after strand of cum over the still twitching pink coat directly in front of him. His cock twitched so strongly as he came, though, that he couldn’t control his shots, and one or two bursts of milky whiteness landed squarely on Silver Spoon’s face, as well as Diamond Tiara’s as the two stayed locked in their kiss. Snails groaned properly for the first time since Diamond Tiara had touched him, announcing his long-awaited climax to the forest all around him. He came so much he wasn’t sure he would ever stop. His cum shot out like strands of rope, coating Diamond Tiara’s butt and most of both fillies faces. Snails’ knees buckled and threatened to give out.

At last, his cock gave a final twitch, and a glob of semen dripped from the tip onto the forest floor, caught by a bright-red leaf already soaked with the juices of the preceding intercourse.

Snails panted as the last tingles of his orgasm washed through his body. Similarly, Silver Spoon gasped for air of her own as she pulled away from her kiss with Diamond Tiara. Her separation seemed reluctant, but it was evident as she gulped down air through the strands of cum covering her face that she had stopped breathing, lost in time for a moment as the taste of bubblegum overtook her senses.

Diamond Tiara searched for breath as well. She fell forward as the last jet of Snails’ sperm trickled down between her ass-cheeks. Her hind legs collapsed against the leaves as her face met the tree-stump in front of her.

As the three ponies basked in their own respective ways in the afterglow of their orgasms, a single golden leaf fell from the branch of a nearby tree, so far overhead it went unnoticed by the trio below. It caught a small tuft of wind and followed it, spiralling away into the distance as far as the breeze would carry it.

The walk home had always been the same, before today. No matter what, it had always taken Snails home.

That had changed today, but Snails had a feeling there was a lot more that was going to change starting today.