Off-Set

“Cut! That’ll be a wrap, faggets!” NATO yelled at his ‘minions’, as he called his actors and workers. “We’ll be done for today! Oh, and Twilight, get that flank over here along with Fireshade!”

Twilight rolled her eyes and sighed. “Cutting into my bloody reading time again.” She grumbled as she trotted up to the pain in the ass of a boss, Fireshade quickly reaching her side, probably because Twilight forcefully teleported her. “Right, I want to finish the Hobbit before the first movie comes out for it, Nate. What is it this time?”

Fireshade sighed and rolled her eyes, muttering under her breathe to Twilight, who giggled.

NATO glared at the two ponies. “You two did HORRIBLE. I can’t use ANY of that in the story. Especially you, Fireshade. WAS THAT A BUCKING TILDE YOU EMOTED?! I want you two to go practice... or buck... or whatever makes you two act better. I expect PERFECT grammar and INSANE PONIES!”

Fireshade rolled her eyes. “Right, right. Why don’t you.. Idk, go play Haylo 4. OH WAIT YOU SUCK.”

NATO rolled his eyes. “Just... Act better, bucking faggets.” And with that, he left the set.

Fireshade and Twilight say on the set, waiting a few moments after Nate left. “We aren’t going to practice, are we?” Fireshade asked.

Twilight smirked and shook her head. “Nah. He’ll be gone from the lot soon.”

Twilight groaned, her head falling back onto on of the pillows as Fireshade ate her out like some amazingly delicious pie. “Yes, yes... Almost there... almost...” Twi moaned in pleasure as Fireahde suckled her clit.

Fire stopped for a moment looking up at Twi and rolling her eyes. “You said that twenty minutes ago. Still no juicey lavender smelling drink spilling from your pie.”

Twi groaned and placed her hooves behind Fire’s head forcing her back to her task. “If you would bucking stop talking every thirty seconds and buck my pussy with that tongue instead of flapping your ja-AH-ws... I’d of Ca-AMe...” She groaned and her head lulled back in ecstasy as Fire went back to licknig her drenched folds, her tougne running over Twi’s clit teasingly.

Fire smirked into her work, lapping at the juices that casually leaked from Twi’s marehood. She was rewarded with delightful moans and cute little twitches and squirms from her meal.

However, unbeknownst to the two horny, bucking mares, another mare watched from the shadows of the set. She stepped forward right as Twilight howled in pleasure and squirted juices over Fireshade like some juice squirting machine, or a water fountain I guess.

“Fireshade! How could you!” Prism stepped forward a scowl of pain and anger engraved upon her face.

Fire jumped two feet into the air, and her colors jumped a few feet more, as she turned around, slyly trying to lick the juices of the very, very exposed unicorn off her muzzle. “I-it isn’t what y-you think, Prism!”

Prism blinked, her face going completely poker mode. “Twilight has her eyes rolled back in bliss, and you have her juices all over you mule, not to mention her legs spread in a very, very, sexual way.... How is it not?”

Fire frowned. “I... I’m sorry Pris.. I-I d-didn’t me-” She was cut off by body of the albino unicorn crashing on top of her and a tongue practically choking her to death in its zealotry of getting into her mouth. After a long moment of hotly kissing and playing grab-plot, Prism broke the kiss.

“I’m EXTREMELY pissed off, you didn’t invite me! I mean, we seduced Faith together! Am I not good enough to buck Twilight as well?” She pouted slightly, only to receive nibbles on her neck.

“Of course not! This was kind of a spur of the moment kind of thing, love. I would never plan something and not invite your beautiful.” Fire slapped Prism’s cutie marks. “Sensual.” Her hoof began to trace the pattern it formed. “Amazing plot, you have.” Her hoof slid in between the other unicorn’s legs, seeking out and finding the slit of her sex.

And then more sex happened.

Mister Flutters groaned dramatically falling back onto his green bean bag chair. “Dawn! I was watching that!”

Dawn sighed and rolled his eyes, his magical aura hovering the remote infront of him. “We’ll see more later. It isn’t like Prism or Firehade are never bucking somepony.”

Luna snorted, rolling her eyes. “Stallions.”

Dawn looked at her, rolling his eyes as well. “Mares.”

“Ass.”

“Bitch.”

“You are all faggets, so such your bucking piehoels and turn it on mythbuckers.” Nato roared in annoyance as he stepped into the room. Tossing Dawn a bottle of Applejack Daniels. “And theres your weak ass shit, Dawn.”

Flutters groaned, as he flapped his green feathered wings to right his body. “Why do you hate me, Dawn?”

“Because you showed me that picture of anthro Lyra.” Dawn snorted opening the bottle of aj. “Now time for a nice long dr-HEY! Give that back!”

Luna giggled, hovering the body above Dawn’s head. “No, you already had enough today. Anymore and you’ll fall asleep before we get to the party tonight?”

“Wait? Party?”

Luna sighed and rolled her eyes. “Quill and my sister’s anniversary party. For them being together one year?”

“Right....”

Nato grunted, searching around in the cabinet next to the overly-large and compensating flat screen plasma, HD tv. “Where the bucking hell is my absinthe?

Dawn sighed, giving up on his attempts at retrieving his stolen booze. “Uhh... Kriegor took it I think, something about... ‘My story sucks, Q Q. No one likes it. I should just quit and jump off a building. Or build a MAC unit to kill me for my worthlessness.”

Nato, of course didn’t respond. He he barged out the door, his eyes aflame at the audacity of Krieg and his booze stealing faggot emo ways.

A pink earth pony poked her head from a bedroom door. Her purple mane styled normally. “What is all this noise out here? Can a pony not sleep?”

Dawn blinked. “When did Kat move in?”

Luna looked to Dawn and rolled her eyes, sighing in annoyance. “In between chapters, Dawn.”

Kat frowned. “Well? Can anypony answer my question.”

Mister Flutters snagged the remote from Dawn and changed it back to the cloppery of Twilight, Fire and Prism. “My mouth is ready for sweet pony seamon!”

Luna, Dawn and Kat simply looked to Mister Flutters. “Get out of here. Just... Go.” Luna pointed her hoof at the door, while Dawn had fallen on the alicorn princess’s lap, laughing so hard his nose bled.

Kat rolled her eyes. “I’m going back to sleep. You’re all insane. I hope you choke on bagels.”

The door slammed open as Nate burst in, pulling a black pegasus through the door in scrip paper chains. “Hey, fgtz.” He drained the last of his abstine in one swing, slamming the bottle against the black pegasus’s plot. The pony only groaned in protest.

Azu peeked up from the couch. “Is that... Krieg?”

“Yup.” Nate stalked over to the coat rack near the door hanging Krieg up like an old raincoat. He looked to the giant 100 inch HD plasma LED screen TV of overcompensating. “Dawn, how do you not die every second on Haylo 4?”

“Because, I’m not some drunk fgt.” Dawn retorted.

“Your right, your some lazy asshat fgt.” Nate snorted and rolled his eyes. “Anyone seen Key?”

Luna poked her head out of the kitchen. “Yea, maybe, why?”

Nate plopped down on the recliner. “Cookie got arrested.”

Azu blinked, looknig down from his ‘Shy Ponies turned Sluttiez’, “What? How? I thought we had some Paints Row protection thing with the Guards going for the MDa since Dawn and Quill bone the Princesses?!”

Dawn snorted. “ You say that like its necessarily a good thing.”

“I don’t know.” Nate shrugged, “Apparently someone said Cookie wasn't MDA anymore...”

Three pairs of eyes turned to burn holes into the depths of Luna’s divinely sexy(lolno), alicorn soul(Which was on loan.).

Luna cleared her throat and put on a sheepish, innocent smile. “Now, just because he slapped my plot and called me his slut doesn't mean I did that... It was ‘Tia.”

Everyone rolled their eyes, with Azu and Dawn returning to their games and porno magz. “Bails at 300k bits, by the way.” Nate relaid as he stretch, groaning.

Dawn paused his game and turned to Nate blinking. “Wait, what did he do?”

Nate shrugged. “I don’t know. I think it was... rape, murder, assault with a deadly cookie, assault with a deadly weapon assault with a weapon that shouldn't of been deadly but unfortunately was... and stalking Rose something...”

Luna peaked back out of the kitchen. “Oh, well... Key won’t be any help, he went off to buy a bunch of stuff and do his drug dealing and human trafficking.”

Dawn looked to the other three. “So... wanna get Kat and go all Paints Row up on the Guard station?”

Nate looked to Dawn. A very, very serious look. In fact, it was SO serious the camera zoomed in on his eyes as he narrowed them aswell. He spoke with utter authority, and in a deep epic tone... “Perhaps.”

Smack!

Fireshade moaned into her ball gag, squirming against the restraints keeping her hind legs spread as wide as possible. She winced as a pristine white hoof came down again on her cutie mark, leaving a red mark even visible through her fur.

The abuser brought her tongue across the spot, slowly drawing circles over her bruised plot cheek. “Who’s a naughty, naughty little pony?”

Fireshade moaned into her ball gag, struggling harder against her restraints as the room began to fill with the sweet, sweet smell of horny pongina.

“What was that?” Her torturer asked in a sultry tone, showing Fire her face before slowly nibbling up her belly to her snout. “Does someone have something to say?” Torturously running her hoof down to Fire’s marehood, she ran her hoof everywhere but where her little pony desired it to be.

Prism giggled as Fireshade squirmed and strained at her bindings. “Oh... if only Nate could see you now.. He’d either buk you or facehoof.... Mmm... wouldn't mind a stallion in here.”

The albino pony leaned in her tongue stuck out as her fa-

“Wait, wait, wait!” Faith waves her hooves dissipating the steamy steam cloud and most likely making Nate want to kill her. “How did that... lead to this?...” She pointed to the town mares before her.

Fireshade and Prism were glued together, and covered in an assortment of candies, cupcake crumbs, pegasus feathers... and a few dildos. “Well... uhh... if you wouldn't interrupt my steamy BDSM sex tell...” Fire huffed in frustration.

Faith sighed and facehoofed. “Riiight, look. I’m hungry and want some italian food. So, make it quick...”

Prism sighed. “Such a buzzkill... Alright, well tl;dr... After the sex, Roseluck ran in being chased by the Cookie monstar pony who was hyped up on so many drugs an we ran around the city till he got arrested. Then we bucked Roseluck... and then went for a ride with a pegasus and after some AWFUL slapstick comedy routine probably written by one of those MDA morons.. We ended up like this.”

Faith sighed, facehoofing hard enough to kill a few brain cells. “Riight... Come on you two... let's clean you up.” She levitated the two messy ponies, ignoring their cries to be put down.

“Well, at least if we shower we can have some fun.” Fire spoke with a wicked grin and a failed swipe at Faith’s flank.

“I call top!” Prism beamed with glea. Until Fire started arguing with her as they walked into that cheesy sunset ending.