Pinkie stared at Applejack's cock. It was, in fact, still green. The paint hadn't even faded slightly. As a matter of fact it might have gotten a bit greener. "So your dick is green, what's the big deal? Lots of things are green! Like peas! Except peas are kinda gross. But there are other good things that are green! Like, uh... grass! You like grass. And emeralds! Ooh! Ooh!" She hopped up and down. "Or candy! Like sour apple candy! Those are great, and they taste really good! Maybe your dick tastes like sour apple candy now! I gotta check it!"

Without hesitation she dropped to her knees, shimmied up to Applejack went tongue-first at her penis. Applejack tried to jump out of the way, but she was cornered. She settled for swiveling her hips back and forth, swinging her dick out of the reach of Pinkie's tongue. Pinkie put her hands on Applejack's hips, holding her still long enough to catch the tip of Applejack's cock with her tongue. She sucked. "Pinkie, get off my cock!" Applejack twisted, popping her dick out of Pinkie's mouth. Then she swung back around, her penis whipping towards Pinkie's face like a flail.

The smack was so loud that it echoed. Pinkie staggered backwards, stunned by the force of the dick-blow. She stumbled backwards into one of Dash's footstools and teetered on the brink for a moment before tumbling over it, landing in an ignominious (although still vaguely sexy) heap on the floor. For a long moment, she remained prone.

Rainbow Dash stared at her for a moment, then at Applejack's dick, then back at Pinkie.

"Did...did you just knock Pinkie unconscious with your penis?"

Applejack shrugged. "Maybe we should check to make sure she's okay..."

"I'm just fine!" Pinkie popped right back up, none the worse for wear aside from a dick-shaped red patch on her cheek. "That was sure some slap! And your dick totally doesn't taste like candy. It tastes like paint. Bleah." She stuck her tongue out.

"Well, I coulda told you that!" Applejack scowled at Pinkie. "What the hell kind of paint did you use!? I thought it was washable!"

"I guess I must have grabbed the wrong one when I headed out this morning. Oh well." Pinkie shrugged.

"'Oh well?' You're not the one with a green penis!"

Pinkie snickered. "You said 'green penis'! That sounds so funny! Green penis green penis green penis green penis green penis green penis!"

"RGBLGFRLRRR!" Applejack's eyebrow twitched so hard it almost came off of her face.

"Relax, AJ." Rainbow Dash put her hands on Applejack's shoulders and directed her into the bathroom. "Try to look on the bright side."

"What bright side?" Applejack growled.

"Well, you should be happy that Pinkie didn't paint your face. At least if it's your dick, no one can see it as long as you have pants on."

"I guess. My dick is still green though."

"You probably just didn't clean it well enough. We'll just let Pinkie go on about dicks or whatever and I'll get that cock of yours all nice and sparkly." She shoved Applejack into the shower and turned on the water.

"Damn, that's cold!" Applejack shivered, and looked down. "Huh, so that's that's shrinkage thing that Big Macintosh was complaining about after his date with Cheerilee." She reached around Rainbow Dash's body. "Oh wow, that water almost turned you back into a girl! It's barely as big as my pinkie now!"

"Oh shut up. My nuts are still bigger than your head."

"So? Doesn't change the fact that right now your cock isn't any bigger than your clit was."

"It is so bigger than that! And your dick is green!"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Let's get it un-green. Or whatever." She examined the shelf built into the side of the shower. Rainbow Dash being Rainbow Dash, there was only one bar of soap and one bottle. "Really, Dash? 'No More Tears' shampoo? What are you, six?"

"It was on sale, okay?" Dash grabbed the bar of soap and started to lather it up. "Okay, let's get it clean." She crouched down and took hold of Applejack's dick. "I'm sure if we just scrub a bit, it'll come right off!" She started to stroke.

"Are you cleanin', or are you just givin' me a handjob?"

"Just cleaning."

"Then why am I startin' to get a boner?"

"...I'm really awesome at cleaning."

"You are not!" Applejack scowled. "You're just trying to get me to cum, so when we get around to havin' the contest you'll be able to beat me!"

"....No." Rainbow Dash's eyes darted back and forth. "You think that saliva would get the paint off?" She drew her tongue along Applejack's dick. "Bleah! Pinkie was right, that tastes awful!"

"Well, maybe you shoulda let the soap rinse off. This is dumb. That paint obviously isn't goin' anywhere." She shoved Dash's head back and stepped out of the shower, trying to think of unsexy things to get her semi-chub to go away. Things like the smell of the pig barn or that time she had walked in on Granny Smith in the bathroom.

"Okay, seriously, I'm sure I have something around that we could clean it off with. Maybe we just need to get some paint thinner or-"

"I am not dippin' my cock in paint thinner!" She sighed as she started to dry herself off. "You know what, let's just go ahead and do the damn contest already. The fact that my cock is green can't be that big of a deal."

"Fine." Dash grumbled. "What should the first event be?"

"I dunno." Applejack shrugged.

"Maybe we should ask Pinkie. I'm sure she has some ideas."

Applejack snorted. "Pinkie just about got my dick pulled right off, and got it colored green. I'm not exactly keen on takin' any advice from her."

"Well, we don't have to do what she suggests." Rainbow Dash opened the bathroom door. "We'll probably get some awesome ideas out of it."

"Fine," Applejack muttered as she walked past Dash out of the bathroom. "Let's see what she has to- what in the fuck are you doing?"

Pinkie sat in the middle of the room. Or rather, above it. She was suspended in a sort of hammock in the midst of a bizarre contraption that seemed to have been constructed from the pieces of her flying whirligig. Neither Applejack nor Rainbow Dash could see exactly how it worked, but there were two elements of it that were quite evident. First, that the motion was powered by a hand pedal that Pinkie was rapidly spinning as fast as possible, second, that the the end result of the motion was a long piston that was rapidly pounding a large dildo into Pinkie's crotch. Pinkie was gasping and squealing, and her excretions were making a right mess of the floor. At least she had the presence of mind to move the rug out of the way.

Applejack and Rainbow Dash had caught her at just the right moment. Her entire body shook with fevered energy as she turned the crank with every bit of energy she could muster. The sight was mesmerizing. Her chest swayed magnificently, and sweat streamed off her body. Her skin glistened. The machine glided silently, the only sound the shlicking of the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy. Dash and Applejack watched intently, standing entirely still. Except for their dicks, which slowly started to rise as Pinkie loudly approached her climax.

"Oh yeah! Right in my hoochie coochie! Slam the clam! Poke! The! PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Pinkie's toes curled in ecstasy as she came. After a long shiver, her body went slack. "Whew... that was pretty good."

"Wow." Applejack stared.

"Enjoy the show?" Pinkie asked between gasps. She noted the pair of quivering boners on her her friends. "I'll take those as a 'yes'."

"W-where the hell did you get that machine from?"

"Oh, this is my multi-purpose thingamabob! I designed it so that it can use it for all sorts of stuff. Like flying, or powering the time machine! This mode is called the Pussy Pounder!"

"Time machine?" Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, I mean the taffy machine. Yeah, that."

"Ya know, I should be surprised but, I'm really not." Applejack shook her head. "What a ridiculous contraption."

"Oooh! You know what would be really awesome?" Rainbow Dash exclaimed.

"What?" Applejack didn't even try to sound enthusiastic.

"Maybe we could set up that contraption as part of the contest! Like we could each get on there and see who cums first!"

Applejack eyed the machine. "Who cums first, huh? I thought we were gonna test our stamina; who can last longer."

"We can do that later. Right now, I just wanna cum."

"Who's going first?" Pinkie asked. "I have to re-calibrate the seat so it's in the right position."

"Flip a coin, I guess." Applejack sighed. With each passing moment this whole idea felt like more and more of a terrible idea. Last time Rainbow Dash had challenged her to a contest, it hadn't ended well. At least she'd get some carnal pleasure out of it.

Pinkie produced a chocolate coin from... somewhere on her naked body. "Who's calling it?"

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Dash."

Pinkie flicked the coin into the air. "Call it!"

"Heads, obviously!"

The coin landed. Pinkie bent down to look at it. "It's tails!"

"Damn it." Rainbow Dash snorted.

Applejack stared at the coin for a moment. "So, uh, does that mean I go first, or I get to choose, or what?"

"What, you don't want to go first?" Rainbow Dash winked at her.

"Yeah, don't you want to try it out?"

Applejack continued to stare at Pinkie Pie's Pussy Pounder. With each passing moment it looked less like a masturbation aid and more like some sort of torture device. "Rainbow Dash can go first."

"Sweet!" She strode forward. "Let's get this show on the road!" She hopped into the hammock. It flipped over and dumped her onto the floor.

Pinkie giggled. "You have to be more careful than that when you get in."

"Yeah yeah, I get it," Rainbow Dash grumbled as she clamored back into the seat. She spread her legs. "Alright, I'm ready to go!"

"Alright, let's just lube this up..." Pinkie poured some onto the dildo, which was naturally a bright pink. "And let's get it into position." She slid the dildo slowly towards Rainbow's pussy. Dash took a deep breath and lifted her balls out of the way. The tip of the dildo pressed against the lips of her vagina for a moment before sliding in. "Okay," Pinkie said. "You got the stopwatch ready, Applejack?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, Dash, Ready..."

Dash put her hands on the crank.

"Set..."

Rainbow Dash tensed up.

"GO!"

Rainbow Dash began to flail, turning the crank as fast as she possible could. The dildo dove into her vagina, squishing as it thrust in, so fast that it felt like she was being fucked by a jackhammer. Her balls hung low enough that the top of the dildo rubbed against them. That alone would have been enough to make her cum. She wished that she had an extra pair of hands so that she could massage them even more while she powered the machine. She imagined cradling her nutsack in her hands, fondling it, squeezing. Gently, of course. Just that thought alone made her harder. And the enormous hunk of rubber that the machine shoved between her thighs only multiplied the pleasure. It coursed through her with each heartbeat, gradually tightening something within her.

"One minute." Applejack looked up from the watch. It was almost a pity that Rainbow Dash was going so fast, Applejack could have watched it all day. The way Dash's tiny breasts jiggled, and the way her balls bounced, and the way her tiny erection swung up and down... Applejack had to fight to keep her dick down. She imagined Granny Smith's head on Rainbow Dash's body. That helped a lot.

Rainbow Dash's breathing grew more ragged, and her movement grew less smooth, as if she was losing control of her body. She gritted her teeth.

"Two minutes."

Dash trembled. Her body felt like a spring that was being wound tighter and tighter with each turn of the crank. Her dick pulsed. She felt as if it was about to explode. Then it did.

"AAHHHHH!" A veritable fountain of cum erupted from her cock, splattering her chest and face. Applejack and Pinkie stared on as sperm continued to pump out of Rainbow Dash's penis, each spurt lessening slightly in power. Wetness spurted from around the dildo, pooling beneath her. A blissful shutter overcame her body, so powerful that it rocked her out of the hammock. She landed on the floor with a thud and lay there for a long moment, waiting for the last few drops of cum to dribble out of her cock. "Wow. I gotta get one of those."

"Two minutes, twenty-three seconds," Applejack said. She stared at Rainbow Dash. Even with that massive nutsack, it was hard to believe that Dash could possibly have cum so much.

"A new record!" Pinkie declared, thrusting her fist in the air. "My old record was four minutes and fifteen seconds!"

"You time yourself?" Applejack asked.

"Sometimes."

Applejack opened her mouth to respond, and thought better of it. She didn't really want to know.

"Whoa..." Rainbow Dash started to get to her feet. Her knees buckled and she tumbled to the floor. Applejack sighed and put her hands under Dash's arms, helping her up. Stringy gobs of ejaculate hung off of her as she stood. "That was crazy! Let's see you beat that!"

"Yeah, it's your turn now, Applejack!" Pinkie clapped.

"Ugh, I guess it is..." She sighed. As horny as watching Dash had gotten her, she wasn't sure that she trusted Pinkie's contraption. Moreso now that it was covered in Rainbow Dash's... various excretions. "Could we, like, clean it off first?"

"I cannot believe I am sitting in this damn contraption."

"Just relax, AJ," Rainbow Dash said as she watched Pinkie finish her adjustments. "It looks really... intimidating, but trust me, it feels awesome."

"It's not just that!" Applejack grumbled. "I can't believe I actually agreed to have this stupid contest! I ain't a freaking sex addict like you two! Did you know that before this whole dick thing I only masturbated like three or four times a week? Now you guys have got me havin' sex with you, and beatin' off like five times a day!"

"Five times, huh?" Pinkie asked. "My record for one day is nine!"

"Nine!?" Rainbow Dash stared at her. "How the hell do you find the time for that?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Cake went out of town."

"Whatever," Applejack grunted. "This stupid dick is makin' me crazy."

Rainbow Dash patted her on the shoulder. "Just roll with it, AJ. You got a dick. Might as well make the most of it." She dangled the stopwatch in front of Applejack's face. "Your time to beat is two minutes, twenty-three seconds. I doubt you can beat it. That big old sausage you got is all for show, isn't it?"

"My big ol' sausage fucked you well enough." She grabbed the handles. "Just watch."

"Alright, Applejack," Pinkie said. "Ready, set, go!"

Applejack started to turn the crank. Her expression almost immediately shifted from sharp determination to ecstasy.

"Told you you'd like it," Dash snorted.

Applejack didn't answer; she was too preoccupied. Rainbow Dash smiled. For two reasons. First, because she got the pleasure of watching Applejack's cock as it rapidly hardened and expanded. Applejack's boobs were also bouncing rather nicely. If not for the fact that Applejack would totally bonk her on the head for it, she'd have crammed her head between them. Second, Applejack was obviously no longer concerned with winning the contest; she was looking to enjoy herself. The only way she would win was if Dash leaned in and started blowing her. Not that Dash wasn't tempted to do so, but she could wait until later for that.

"Two minutes!" Dash shouted.

"Really? Damn." Applejack doubled her efforts. Her dick flopped back and forth, smacking against her stomach. Dash felt a pang of jealousy, wishing that her dick was long enough to do that.

"Go, Applejack, Go!" Pinkie cheered. "You can do it! Go! Go! Go!"

Dash could see Applejack approaching her climax. Each time the dildo slipped in and out of Applejack, it brought her one step closer to orgasm.

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" Applejack swayed her hips, grinding the dildo against her insides. "YEESSSS!" Blobs of cum spurted from her dick, splatting across her breasts.

"Not bad," Pinkie said. It was quite a decent load, but compared to Rainbow Dash's it seemed rather scant. "Rainbow Dash wins the volume contest, though."

"Oh shut up." Applejack grumbled. She lay back in the seat, breathing heavily. "Okay, I'll give it to you, that felt pretty good. What was my time?"

"Three minutes and seven seconds," Dash answered.

"RAINBOW DASH WINS THE FIRST EVENT!" Pinkie Pie swung around to face a large scoreboard that hadn't been there moments earlier. She put a large star next to Rainbow Dash's name. "What's the next event gonna be?"

"I dunno." Applejack shrugged. "We got some time to kill before we're gonna be up to comin' again." She swung her legs out of the contraption. "While we wait, maybe we couldAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Applejack's scream cut off as she vanished through the floor.

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie stared at the small hole in the cloud she had left behind.

Rainbow Dash put a hand to her forehead. "Oh fuck."

"It's okay, Dash," Pinkie said. "Your house is floating over a lake. She'll be fine."

Author's Note

[url=youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=8DoARSlv-HU]Shrinkage.

Ugh, this chapter isn't that great either. Hopefully the twist at the end saved it a little. I actually have a much better idea for the followup after this story; gotta admit that this one was kinda ill-conceived. Oh well, it's still got Applejack and Rainbow Dash with dicks. That's got to count for something.