Applejack was blushing profusely. Rainbow Dash could barely keep herself from giggling. AJ's face looked like one of her apples. Specifically the red ones. Rainbow Dash didn't know what she was so embarrassed about. It couldn't be the fact that she was naked. They all were. It couldn't be the fact that Rainbow Dash and Pinkie were both staring at her dick. They were pretty familiar with it by how. Besides, Applejack's cock was big enough that she had no reason to be embarrassed about it. No, she had to be embarrassed about something else. Maybe she was a bit mortified about how long it was taking her to recharge after she had cum. Or maybe it was the fact that Pinkie had come up with what was easily the the most childish way of killing time while they waited for their dicks to recover. A puppet show.

"And then Mr. Snake said, 'I'm getting fat! I should do some aerobics!' So then he did!" Pinkie began to hum what she believed to be workout music, and tugged on a string.

On the other end of the string was Applejack's penis. It was painted green with some face paint that Pinkie had inexplicably had on her, and the tip was adorned with a pair of plastic googly eyes that Pinkie had also inexplicably had on her. The dick swung back and forth in rhythm with Pinkie's humming. Applejack put her hands over her face. Rainbow Dash couldn't hold in her amusement any more.

"Bwahahahaha!" She pointed at Applejack's cock. "That's the best thing I've ever seen! Forget having sex! We should just have dickpuppet shows instead!"

"What the hell are you talkin' about?" Applejack glared at her. "This is probably the dumbest thing I've ever done! And I let you fuck me, so you know this must be pretty stupid to be worse than that."

"It's not that bad." Rainbow Dash said with a giggle. "Yeah, it's a little goofy, but-"

"A little goofy? My dick is painted GREEN and has googly eyes on it. This is just stupid."

"Maybe it is, but that doesn't mean it isn't funny as hell, though."

Applejack snorted. "We'll see how much you like it when she's jerking around your cock on a string."

"That's right, we have to come up with a role for Rainbow's penis!" Pinkie said with a gasp. "Hmmm..." She knelt down so RD's dick was on eye level. "This could be tough. Your dick is long enough that it was super obvious that it needed to be like a snake or a giraffe or something long like that. Rainbow Dash's thingy is really stubby, though."

"Thanks for reminding me." Rainbow Dash's smile turned into a frown.

"You're welcome!" Pinkie said. "Let's see, your dick kinda sticks out, so maybe it could be like a nose or something. Not sure what your balls would be, though. They're to big to just ignore. Oooh! Maybe we could cover your nutsack with glitter and use it as a disco ball for Mr. Snake to dance to!"

"Oh, hell no." Dash grumbled.

"Come on, Dash. Even if we glitzed it all up, your cock wouldn't look half as dumb as mine does right now."

As if on cue, Pinkie tugged the string, causing AJ's dick to jump.

"Maybe we could make it into a frog. Your balls could be that balloony thing on it's throat that it ribbits with." She crouched down and examined Rainbow Dash's tiny penis. "Although I don't know what we'd do with the dick, though. It's so tiny!" She flicked it with her finger. "Maybe it could be the frog's nose! Frogs have noses, right?"

"Uh, I don't think they do."

"Phooey," Pinkie snorted. "Maybe I should run to Twilight's and get one of her animal encyclopedias so I could get some ideas."

"I don't think that's necessary," Applejack said. "Much as I'd like to see Dash's cock dressed up like a glowworm or whatever, It's just about--"

"That's perfect!" Pinkie gasped. "I worm, duh! I even have some glow in the dark stuff in here. I mean, it's technically facepaint, but I'm pretty sure it works on dicks too. It sure worked on yours. Just let me get-"

"Like I was saying," Applejack interrupted. "I don't think you'll have to. I don't know about Dash, but I'm pretty sure my dick is just about ready to go. Then again, Dash had so much spooge that it might take her a bit longer to refill."

"Nah, I'm good." Rainbow Dash patted her nutsack. It certainly felt full.

"Does this mean it's time to start the competition!?" Pinkie squealed.

"I guess so." Applejack shook her head. She plucked the googly eyes off of her penis and tossed them over her shoulder. "But first I gotta get all this crap off of my cock. I might know dick-all about fashion, but I don't really think that green suits me." She pinched the string and tugged gently on it. "Gotta get this damn thing off, too. It's not all that comfortable. If you had tied it any tighter, the tip of my dick would have fallen off." She fumbled with the knot. "Holy crow, Pinkie, what the hell kinda knot is this? I'm pretty sure a string can't even do this stuff."

"Let me see it." Dash hunched over Applejack's penis. "I got smaller fingers than those big old sausage things you got on your hands." She worked at the knot for a moment. "You weren't kidding. It's like the string is fused together. There's no way I can untie that."

"Well, obviously!" Pinkie shook her head as if Dash had just told her that the sky is blue. "That's my super-ultra-mega-uberknot! No one can untie it, not even me!"

"Why would you put your super-mega-whatsit-knot on my cock!?" A vein on Applejack's forehead bulged.

Pinkie shrugged. "I don't know how to tie any other knots. Oh, I know! I'll go get a scissors!" She turned and made a beeline out of the room.

As she proceeded, Rainbow Dash noticed two things. First, that Pinkie's boobs were bouncing in a downright hypnotic fashion. The realization both gave her a semi-chub and distracted her from the second realization. The second realization being that Pinkie still had the other end of the string clenched tightly in her fist as she scurried out of the room.

"Pinkie, wait!" she called after her.

It was too late. Applejack noticed the imminent disaster just in time for all the blood to drain out of her face, but not quickly enough to do anything about it. Half a second later she inhaled sharply and collapsed.

"Huh?" Pinkie stopped, and looked at Applejack, who was curled into a fetal position. Then she looked down at the string in her hand, then back at Applejack. "Oops."

"Motherfucker!" Applejack gasped, and pounded her fist on the floor. "Dammit, Pinkie! If I survive this, you're never touching my penis ever again!" She groaned. "Shit, is that painful."

"Sorry..." Pinkie laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of her head. "Did I at least get the string off?"

"Nope, it's still on there," Rainbow Dash said, peeking through Applejack's fingers, which were clutching her twig-and-berries tightly.

"Well crap." Pinkie sighed. "Guess I still need to get that scissors."

"DROP THE DAMN STRING THIS TIME!" Applejack growled.

"Yeah....I think you should probably lose this." Rainbow Dash snatched the string out of Pinkie's hand and tossed it to the floor.

"Alrighty! Where do you keep the scissors, Dashie?"

"They're in my study, in the second drawer on the left."

"Okie dokie lokie!" She scurried off.

"Since when do you have a study?" Applejack stared up at Rainbow Dash. "Isn't that a bit of an... egghead thing to have?"

"It's really just an extra room. I gotta write my Daring Do fanfic somewhere."

"Daring Do fanfic, huh? I bet that's-AHHHHHHH!!!" She clutched at her cock once again. The string was inexplicably taut. Rainbow Dash's eyes followed the string from AJ's cock to the other end, which was tangled around Pinkie's foot.

"Sorry!" Pinkie kicked the string off of her foot and scurried out of the room.

"Dash..." Applejack grunted in the voice of a dying person.

"Yeah?"

"You're good at pranks, right?"

"Um, I'm pretty good."

"You gotta help me come up with one hell of a doozy for Pinkie, because no way in hell am I not getting my revenge for this."

"Believe me, I've got some ideas. We'll figure something out."

"I'm back!" Pinkie announced as she burst through the doorway, scissors held aloft like an Olympic torch.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to run with scissors?" Applejack snorted. "You might hurt somebody. Especially if you're naked."

"At least I'm not holding the blade out." She held up the scissors, the closed blades clenched in her fist. "Now let me see your dick so we can get that string off!"

"Hell no! There's no way I'm lettin' you anywhere near my cock with a sharp object. Give me the scissors." She snatched them out of Pinkie's hands. "Now stay back, I ain't riskin' one of you bumpin' me while I'm gettin' this string off. Dash, can you keep Pinkie outta my way?"

Dash nodded, stepped behind Pinkie, and clamped her arms around Pinkie's chest. She paused for a moment to squeeze Pinkie's ample boobs. Pinkie giggled.

"Dash, your boner is poking my butt!"

Applejack shook her head. At least they were distracted. Before Pinkie had the time to interfere again, she gingerly clipped the string that was bound around her cock. She carefully placed the scissors on an end table in the corner of the room. It wasn't something she wanted around while everyone was naked. "Alright, got it off. Can you give me a rag or somethin' so I can get this paint off my penis?"

"There are some rags in the drawer under the sink in the bathroom," Rainbow Dash said. She still had her arms around Pinkie, even though there was no longer any real reason. Unless her reason was boobs. It was. She was rather energetically fondling them, while Pinkie enjoyed every moment of it. Applejack shook her head and went into the bathroom.

"So what's the first competition gonna be?" Pinkie asked. "Can I be the referee?"

"Uh....I don't know," Dash mumbled. "I was thinking we might have like a jack-off contest. You don't mind if we stare at you while we do that, do you?"

"Nope! You can't touch, though."

"Why not? We were just fucking like a week before."

"Well, it has to be fair, and it's not like you both can feel me up at the same time. I guess you could take turns, but it would still throw of your rhythm."

"My rhythm?" Rainbow Dash released her.

"Yeah, your rhythm!" Pinkie started bouncing. Rainbow Dash's attention immediately focused on her boobs. "Doesn't everybody have a rhythm when you're cleaning the bean?"

"Cleaning...the bean?"

"Yeah! You know, diddlin' your skittle, slammin' the clam, doin' the two-finger tango, tickling the taco, giving yourself a-"

"I get it." Dash immediately started trying to forget Pinkie's bizarre euphemisms. "What's this rhythm thing?"

"Well, when I'm goin' at it, I get into this rhythm with my dildo, doin' this sorta buildup thing where it just feels sooooooooo good, and when somebody interrupts it it takes forever to get going again. Like I remember this one time, I had just gotten this new vibrator with a pulsating tip, and I had spent like an hour building myself to have a really really amazing orgasm, but then like thirty seconds before I hit it, Mrs. Cake stuck her head in my room because she needed help with a brownie order." She sighed. "Totally lost it. If you and Applejack had to take turns, you'd mess up your rhythms and it would take too long. Or at least I think it would work the same way for dicks that it does for hoo-haas."

Rainbow Dash blinked. "An hour?"

"Yup. Wait. Is the contest going to be who can jack off faster, or who can keep it up longer?"

"Uh, I don't know..." Rainbow Dash shook her head. "Wait wait wait. We're getting off track here. Couldn't we just like each feel up one boob or something? I mean, you've got two of them."

"Well yeah, but you and AJ are both right-handed, but one of you would be on the wrong side which means you'd have to either reach across awkwardly to feel me up, or else you'd have to use your non-dominant hand to do it, and that wouldn't be fair either. Not to mention that my left boob is just an itsy-bitsy teensy-weensy bit smaller than my right one. One of you would be getting ripped off."

"So, would you just be sitting there, or would you be like, dancing or something."

"That's a good question. What if only one of you likes dancing? That wouldn't be fair either. Then again, if I just sit still, one of you might have a fetish for that-"

"You can just bounce," Rainbow Dash interrupted. "I'm pretty sure that if somebody likes boobs, making them bounces only makes it better."

"Like this!?" Pinkie started bouncing.

"Yes, like that." Rainbow Dash turned towards the bathroom. Just watching Pinkie's boobs was already making her go a bit hard. She needed Applejack to get the hell out there so they could start jacking off already. "Applejack, what is taking you so long! I'm starting to get horny!"

She put an ear to the bathroom door. She could hear the water running. She opened the door and poked her head in. Applejack was hunched over the sink, scrubbing her dick with a rather high amount of vigor. For a moment Dash thought that she was rubbing one out, but unless Applejack's O-face was the same as her "boundless rage" face, that was unlikely.

"AJ, are you alright?"

"Of course I'm not alright!" Applejack threw the rag to the floor and swiveled to face Rainbow Dash. Her dick swung back and forth, dripping soapy water onto the floor. She pointed at it. Not a bit of paint had been cleaned off. "My cock is still green!"

Author's Note

Ugh, this chapter is terrible. Since I don't have a logical excuse for why that is, I'm just going to blame this. After writing Rainbow Dash's part of the story, I've apparently stunted my ability to write not-horribly.

Hopefully the next chapter will actually not-suck.