Ravenous

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Rainbow Dash stood with Soarin at the forefront of his mansion, her mouth open, drool pouring out.

“Hey Rainbow, you’re doing that thing again.”

Rainbow didn’t respond.

Soarin shook her.

“Huh, what? Where am I?”

“You’re in Canterlot, I was about to show you my place before you spaced out and starting drooling all over your self.”

“Oh right! Sorry. Brain damage and all.” She said, wiping her mouth with her hoof.

“It’s fine.” Soarin said, opening the massive solid gold double doors. “After you.”

She walked inside, Soarin followed.

The inside was just as magnificent as the outside with architecture not unlike the Royal Palace; marble floors, polished stone walls, and tall stained glass windows depicting Soarin’s exploits as a wonderbolt.

In the center of the room, as if the stained glass wasn’t enough, there was a life sized golden statue of Soarin with his wings spread. Behind that embodiment of his ego, was a waterfall flowing into an indoor pond, filled with koi fish, and surrounded by various exotic plants, which were provided sunlight through the ceiling made almost entirely of glass.

Rainbow noticed that the koi fish weren’t the only other occupants of the room. Three mares in sexy lingerie walked up to greet Soarin.

“Welcome back, Master Soarin!” They said in unison, each giving him a kiss.

“Whoah, whoah, whoah! Who the buck are these bitches?!” Rainbow demanded.

“This is Candi, Jasmine, and Cherry. I pay them to lounge about my mansion and keep me company, sometimes in my bed.” Soarin said.

“So they’re whores.”

“No sweetheart, they’re companions, not whores. Companions are far more expensive. ”

“So what am I to you?! Another one of your bucking ‘companions’?!”

“I don’t pay you. So technically I guess you’re my girlfriend.”

Rainbow glared at Soarin while thoughts of bad things she wanted to do to him filled her head. Fortunately for Soarin, he was a very respected wonderbolt, and Rainbow adored him because of it. Any other guy would be on the receiving end of a pain train for doing half the shit Soarin did, this particular situation and exchange of words, a prime example of said shit.

She decided against cutting off his balls and feeding them to the koi fish. “If you want to keep me as your girlfriend, GET RID OF THEM.” She said with a deadpan face, and in a harsh tone.

“Ugh, fine. You heard the lady. Out.” Soarin said, pointing towards the door. Although they looked displeased, the mares complied without protest. He then turned to Rainbow and asked. “Happy?”

“Happy?! I don’t feel like ripping your head off any more, if that’s what you mean.”

“Good, now that that’s over with, let me show you the kitchen so I can set this barrel down.” He said, mentioning the full five gallon barrel of Zecora’s healing agent on his back, that he had, seemingly effortlessly, been hauling around since their visit with the witch doctor earlier that day.

“You know there’s like sixty rooms in this house.” Soarin said, as he led Rainbow through the mansion, passing at least five framed portraits of himself, various exotic potted plants, and an impressive display case of trophies on the way.

“Do you even use all those rooms?” She asked.

“No, most of them are empty, I just like having them so I can say I have a sixty room mansion.”

“Well, I’m impressed.”

“I’m glad to hear that, makes it seem like my irresponsibly lavish spending wasn’t for nothing.” He said as they entered a very big kitchen where a very large, very fat male griffin in a chef’s hat and a stained covered apron was cooking up a storm. The aroma, as it entered Rainbow’s nostrils, was intoxicating. She basked in it, imagining all the delicious delectables she would later no doubt be eating.

After a moment, the griffin finally noticed the newcomers, particularly Rainbow.

“Ahhh, Soarin! Who have you brought me today?! She looks like like a food connoisseur if I ever saw one!” The griffin said in a loud, borderline aggressive voice while staring at Rainbow’s plump midsection making the pegasus blush and feel a little subconscious.

“Basil, this is the girl I was telling you about.” Soarin said, as he placed the barrel on the counter.

“The one who can crack a coconut with her thighs?”

“Err, no. The one with the bottomless stomach and really big appetite.”

“This is her? The way you were talking about her, I thought she’d be much bigger.”

“If she keeps eating like she has been, she will be.” Soarin said, groping Rainbow’s pudgy tummy and giving her a kiss on her burning cheeks.

“Especially if she eats my cooking.” Basil said, letting out a hearty chuckle.

Rainbow felt more than a little uncomfortable about her weight being discussed “I’m going to lose the weight when I can fly again.” She reminded them.

“Sure you will, sweetheart.” Soarin said, he and Basil snickering. “So! What’s for dinner?” Soarin asked.

“Ahh, yes! As you know, I’m mainly a pastry chef, and I’ve been baking delicious treats all day long, as was your request. However, for the main course, I made my eight layer lasagna, and don’t worry, I excluded the meat and put spinach in it for you tree hugging vegetarians.” The chef said, and then turned his attention to a pot on the stove, stirring the contents.

“Is that it?” Soarin asked.

“No, of course not. For a side, I have steamed asparagus cooked with lots of butter and covered in lemon pepper hollandaise sauce.”

“That might not be enough, what else do you got?” Soarin asked, eliciting a raised eyebrow from the griffin.

“Not enough?! That lasagna is meant to feed a large group, even I couldn’t eat it all in one sitting.”

“Well you don’t have Rainbow’s amazing, magically altered stomach.” Soarin said, as the griffin gave Rainbow another look over, as if he could unlock her secrets with his eyes.

“You intrigue me, Miss. What’s your name?”

“Rainbow Dash.”

“Is it really?” Basil laughed. “You might have to change your name after you finish my Lasagna. You won’t be dashing anywhere, I can promise you that much. In fact, I’d imagine you won’t want to move much at all.”

As Rainbow wondered what exactly she had gotten herself into with Soarin, suddenly and quite surprisingly, Twilight Sparkle wearing eye pleasing lingerie appeared in the kitchen, headed to the fridge, opened it, and grabbed a soda with her magic.

“Twilight?”

“Oh hey, Rainbow.” She said nonchalantly, while closing the fridge door.

“What are you doing here? I thought you were overseas in the griffin lands.”

“I was, up until a few hours ago.” She said, popping the cap off the soda and taking a swig of the cold carbonated beverage before continuing. “You see, Celestia neglected to mention that Equestria is billions of bits in debt with the griffin nation.”

“I didn’t know we were in debt. Where did those billions of bits go?” Rainbow asked.

“I know at least a billion went to the development of a kind of super banana tree that produces fruit on a daily basis. As for the rest, I haven’t a clue. I’ve been finding there’s a lot of things Celestia has been keeping from me, and continues to keep from me.”

“Wow.” Rainbow said.

“Yeah I know, and apparently the griffins don’t accept payment in the form of bananas, which Celestia has been sending to them in bulk deliveries every day since she borrowed the bits. So as you can imagine, they were a little ticked when I arrived, and tried to take me prisoner to use as leverage against Equestria.”

“So, how did you escape and travel thousands of miles in a few hours?” Rainbow asked.

“I’m actually a little curious about that as well.” Soarin chimed in.

“I teleported, took all of a second.”

“Really? Teleported? I’ve never heard of unicorns being able to teleport such a great distance.” Soarin said.

“Well, I’m not a unicorn. When I became an alicorn, I discovered I had far greater magical abilities than I ever had as an unicorn.”

“So, if you could teleport thousands of miles, why did you travel for two weeks on the griffin airship?” Rainbow asked

“Meh, formalities.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re okay, but that doesn’t explain what you're doing in Soarin’s place, and why you’re wearing lingerie.” Rainbow said.

“You don’t know?”

“Know what?”

“I’m one of Soarin’s companions. I’ve been having some financial complications lately, and he pays extremely well.”

“You’re not going to make me kick her out too are you?” Soarin asked.

“Hmm...” Rainbow considered it for a whole second before making a decision. “Nah, she can stay, as long as her services extend to me as well.”

“You okay with that, princess?” Soarin asked.

“My rate just went up, but sure, what the hay.”

“Awesome! Could this day get any better?” Soarin said, a devious grin upon his face.

Basil chimed in. “Oh, I almost forgot. While I was playing on your gameboy during my break, you’re magikarp evolved into a Gyarados.”

And then Soarin began to cry, kind of like a parent watching their child graduate college, except in a more perverted, selfish way.

While Rainbow watched a full grown stallion cry, something cold, wet, and sandpaper-like touched the back of her leg. What the hay? She looked back, and curiosity turned into sheer horror when she saw a black panther the size of a pony licking her hind leg like a ponysicle. Her body instinctively went stiff, as her pupils contracted to pin points.

There were few things that scared Rainbow Dash, but one those things were cats. She wasn’t sure why, but she had been terrified of the pointy eared demon spawn ever since she was a filly with their freaky snake-like eyes and razor sharp claws and fangs. Which was strange, because she wasn’t scared of dragons or other beasts with similar attributes, but there was just something about cats that kept her up at night. Thanks to Fluttershy, Rainbow had since learned to tolerate small house cats, but she never fully got over her fears of the larger beasts, and Soarin was grossly unaware of this.

“S-ssoarin...” She muttered in a shaky voice.

“Huh, what’s wrong?” He asked, turning to look at her. He too saw the panther, yet his response was very different from hers. “Ooooh, there’s Daddy’s good girl!”

The panther growled at him.

“Someone’s grumpy! Hey Basil, did you feed Fluffy like I asked?”

“Yeah, and she almost took my talon off.”

At this point, Rainbow was visibly shaking, legs frozen in place. “Oh Rainbow, you look terrified. There’s nothing to be scared of, Fluffy doesn’t eat ponies. At least not in like six months, and to be fair, that model she did eat looked delicious covered in chocolate.” Soarin said.

Rainbow’s eyes grew even wider.

“I’m kidding. She wasn’t a model.”

The panther seemed to lose interest in Rainbow’s leg, and went over to it’s water bowl.

“You’re not funny, Soarin.” Twilight said, coming over to Rainbow and pulling the shaking pegasus’s head into her chest in a comforting embrace. She smelt like lavender. “It’s okay, Rainbow. That panther has never attacked a pony. Contrary to popular belief, panther’s eat exclusively fish and small rodents.“ She said, stroking the back of Rainbow’s head with her hoof.

“And puppies, they do eat puppies, lots and lots of puppies.” Soarin said.

Twilight’s horn glowed, and without breaking the hug, her magic enveloped Soarin, lifting him into the air and spreading his limbs.

“Just so know, I could dislocate all your limbs with a thought.”

“I’m done joking! You won’t hear another joke out of me the rest of the night, I swear!” He pleaded.

Twilight released him, and he dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

“You going to be okay, Rainbow?” She asked, breaking the hug, much to Rainbow’s dismay. Although, she was over the worst of her fear for now, she just wanted to stay in Twilight’s embrace a little bit longer. It was odd too her, but since Twilight transcended into princesshood, she seemed to take on a very comforting and loving mother-like persona. That is to say, when she wasn’t trying to suppress the extreme stress of her new job with excessive amounts of alcohol and Zecora’s ganja. All things considered, she seemed in complete control of her faculties at the moment, and although Twilight was a hilarious drunk, Rainbow wanted her to stay the wise, calm, comforting Twilight for tonight.

“Yeah, I think I’m fine now.” Rainbow said, as Soarin got to his hooves, went over to Basil’s side, and engaged in a hushed conversation with the griffin who was chopping up herbs.

-- CLOP --

“Good. How about you drink some of that healing agent? Then you can lie down over in the next room, and we can get this food in your belly. I’m curious to see a magically altered stomach in action.”

Blushing, Rainbow nodded, and they walked over to the barrel on the counter. Zecora was kind enough to install a tap into the barrel, which Twilight used to fill a big mug with the sweet liquid. Then she hovered the mug over to Rainbow’s lips, who tilted her head back, and with the help of Twilight’s telekinesis, began guzzling down the contents of the mug, only taking a breather once before swallowing the rest.

“More, please.”

“You really should pace yourself with this stuff. Zecora told me that when you drink the remedy, the intensity of your hunger, and the amount of sustenance needed to satisfy said hunger, is determined by the amount you ingest. In other words, the more you drink, the more food you’ll need to eat.

“So what? We have plenty of food here.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Twilight said, pouring more of the barrels contents into the mug, and then bringing it to Rainbow’s lips for her to guzzle it down, which she did, letting out a burp after finishing, starting to feel that familiar pressure in her gut.

“Another.” At this point, Soarin had joined the two mares near the barrel and was watching intently while chanting ‘chug’ over and over again, as another mug full of healing agent mixed with apple cider went down Rainbow’s gullet.

“I think that’s enough.” Twilight suggested.

“One more.”

“Yeah! One more, Twilight.” Soarin said.

Twilight was hesitant, but she complied.

Rainbow let out another very unladylike belch after finishing her fourth mug. Her pudgy belly had begun to visibly distend with over a gallon of liquid in it, and she was really starting to feel the pressure in her stomach.

“How about we head over to the lounge so you can lie down comfortably while you eat?” Soarin suggested.

Rainbow nodded, her stomach groaning like an angry volcano god demanding virgins to be tossed into it’s fiery depths.

“You two get comfortable, I’m going to help Basil carry out the food.” Twilight said as Soarin and Rainbow entered the lounge.

It was a decent sized room. To the right was a wall sized window, which caught Rainbow’s eye first, because It gave a beautiful view of the lands below Canterlot, and she could just barely make out Ponyville in the distance. The sun was just setting, and the beautiful red and purple skies reflected across the land and in the room.

Her stomach groaned again, not allowing her to enjoy the scenery for very long, so she turned her attention to the rest of the room. On the side furthest from the window, there was fireplace, which had a fire burning in it. Over the fireplace was a collection of beautifully crafted griffin swords. In front of the fireplace, on the floor was a very plush and padded carpet with expensive looking pillows scattered about.

Many scented candles were strategically placed around the carpet. In the center of the carpet, there was a short, exquisite mahogany table, which had a couple of expensive looking plates, silverware, and wine glasses, as well as a bucket of ice with an aged four hundred bit bottle of wine in it. To top all this off, violin and piano music was being played on a record player.

The room was, for lack of a better word, romantic. Which was odd, because Soarin usually had a very savage approach to sex. Every night in the past two weeks went like this; Soarin would just stuff Rainbow with as much food as she could eat, wherever they happened to be, not even bothering to set the scene, then they’d find somewhere private, makeout for a bit, then he would move onto giving her oral, which he was a master at, and finally, he’d just fuck her silly, and all that with very little exchange of words. This approach got her to an amazing orgasm every time. So she didn’t understand why he was changing it up. Then she thought, maybe it wasn’t even his intention to be romantic, maybe the fire, candles, wine, and music, weren’t even his doing, maybe it was all Twilight.

Rainbow moved some pillows into a comfortable position and lied on her side, but sitting up, like quadrupeds can do, making sure to give her belly plenty of room to expand over the carpet like it no doubt would be doing quite a bit that night.

Soarin took a seat next to her, giving her a brief kiss and belly rub, causing the contents of her tummy to audibly slosh around. “Wow, looks baller up in here.” He said, always knowing just what to say.

After a few moments, Twilight and Basil entered the room. Basil, despite his abundance of extra weight, was hovering in air with the help of his wings, allowing him to carry a very big bowl of asparagus. Twilight carried a large hotel pan of the lasagna and the bowl of the hollandaise sauce with her magic.

They set everything down on the short table. Then Twilight took a seat on the other side of Rainbow, and as Basil filled three plates with food, she poured the wine into the three glasses with her magic.

“Basil, aren’t you going to eat too?” Rainbow asked, noticing the griffin didn’t have a plate.

“Pfft, there’s no meat here. I have a real meal waiting for me in the kitchen.” He said, and gave a bow. “Bon appetit.” Then he turned and walked back into the kitchen, as the trio of ponies began to eat.

Rainbow, with one hoof and fork, was able to reach her plate on the table while remaining in her sprawled position. She started with the lasagna, bringing a steamy forkful up to her lips, and inhaled through her nostrils the tantalizing scent of the tomato sauce, smelling the garlic, basil, oregano, and a few other ingredients. Parting her lips, the lasagna met her tongue causing her to experience what was so great about expensive gourmet cuisine. She then closed her lips around the silver fork, then pulled it out, leaving the lasagna behind to stimulate her tongue. Letting out a muffled moan, she savored the pleasing flavor as she chewed, then swallowed, basking in the sensation of the lasagna brushing the back of tongue and going down her gullet into the pool of healing agent in her stomach. She could practically hear the splash it made.

Eager to keep her taste buds stimulated, Rainbow moved onto the asparagus covered in the lemon pepper hollandaise sauce, which the chef was kind enough to cut into bite sized pieces so she could continue to eat with one hoof, one utensil. The flavor was new to her, as she had never had hollandaise sauce before. Rainbow decided she liked it, not quite as much as the lasagna, but it was still really good.

With the wine, Rainbow experienced a whole nother rich pony perk as she took a sip, sloshing it around her mouth, before swallowing. Not that Rainbow knew who he was, but when jesus turned water into wine, this is what it tasted like.

I could get used to this.

She repeated the process all over again, falling into a pattern; lasagna, asparagus, then a sip of wine, until her plate had nothing but bits of sauce left on it. Yet, as Rainbow rubbed her still groaning, slightly distended tummy, she knew there was still a long way to go before she’d be satisfied.

She looked at her company; Twilight was still working away at her plate, taking small sophisticated bites of her food, but Soarin, who ate almost as fast as Rainbow did, was just finishing off his plate. Seemingly, full, he set the dish aside, then crawled behind Rainbow, and got into a spooning position with her. He then wrapped one of his forelegs around her side, and began massaging Rainbow’s belly as he nibbled and sucked on her neck, causing a pleasant tingling sensation to stir in her loins.

Twilight, very nonchalantly, as she continued to slowly work away at her own meal, breaking occasionally to take a very ladylike sip of wine, used her magic to fill Rainbow’s plate with seconds. Then with an almost subconscious effort, her telekinetic tendrils began bringing forkfuls of delectables to Rainbow’s mouth, of which, the hungry mare appreciably accepted.

Before long, Rainbow had devoured the seconds, and was working on her thirds. By that time, Twilight had finally finished her meal, and was able to focus her complete attention on her friend. She got right up next to Rainbow, while continuing to feed her forkful after forkful with her magic.

“Fascinating.” She said, placing a hoof on Rainbow’s, growing belly, then gently pressing into it. Twilight’s hoof went in about an inch into the layer of fat that had developed over the past two weeks of gluttony before it met the taut resistance of the pegasus’s churning stomach.

“Normally, when a stomach reaches it’s maximum capacity, it will expel any additional food and send it back up the esophagus. Yet, yours is not doing that. Which suggests the potion has mutated the walls of your stomach, giving it an elasticity that wasn’t there before. I wonder if that was planned in the development of the concoction in knowing that it’s ability to regenerate is fueled by the exorbitant amounts of nutrients the remedy forces you to intake. So in truth, the side effect of extreme hunger, is not a side effect, but an actual effect required for the potion to work.

“Yeah, and it feels good when you rub my belly!” Rainbow said between mouthfuls, not following any of Twilight’s lecture.

“Yes, I’d imagine it would” She said, filling Rainbow’s mouth with lasagna.

“I like it when it when it grows and makes noises.” Soarin said.

Twilight let out a sigh, likely realizing that Rainbow and Soarin weren’t exactly intellectuals while Rainbow finished her third plate, letting out a burp, and tasting a little bit of everything in her packed stomach. Twilight wasted no time filling her plate with fourths, and continued to feed Rainbow forkfuls over and over again, until she was onto her fifth plate, then sixth plate, and so on. All the while, Soarin was having a grand time caressing Rainbow’s expanding tummy, as Twilight, never stopping her telekinetic feeding, leaned her muzzle up against the bulging mound, and began planting kisses on it, alternating between sucking, nibbling, and licking. Twilight’s and Soarin’s attention on Rainbow’s tender taut skin, elicited all kinds of electric sensations in the increasingly wet area between her hind legs, causing her to express her pleasure in muffled coos as she ate.

About two hours into the dinner, the large hotel pan, and bowl that contained the asparagus were empty. They’re prior contents now inside Rainbow impressive bulging gut. Yet, despite the mass amounts of food, that the griffin chef had thought impossible for her to consume all in one sitting, her groaning stomach still required more nourishment, and it showed no signs of slowing down anytime soon. Fortunately, Soarin had prepared for this, well in truth, he had Basil prepare for this.

“Twilight, would you be kind enough to help Basil bring out the deserts?” Soarin asked, politely.

“Certainly.” She said, getting up, taking the dirty dishes with her into the kitchen, while Soarin planted kisses up Rainbow’s side, on her shoulder, then her neck, and finally meeting her quivering lips. His tongue pushed inside her and enthusiastically explored the inside of Dash’s mouth, and for a few moments, they shared a passionate kiss, as his hoof reached and felt in between her inner thighs, fondling her moist sex, and causing her to let out a muffled moan.

Twilight and Basil soon came back into the room, carrying with talon and telekinesis, another bottle of wine, and at least five different kinds of delicious looking desserts, some of which were no doubt culinary masterpieces from the griffin chef’s homeland.

They set the deserts on the table. Then Basil pointed to and named each dish. “White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake, Baklava, Zuccoto Cupcakes, Mini Fudge Cakes, and Chocolate Ganache Mousse.” He then looked at Rainbow, particularly her greatly distended belly. “Damn it, Soarin. Where did you find this girl?.” He said, dropping a pouch of bits by the wonderbolt. “I thought for sure I’d win that bet.”

Soarin let out a smug laugh, victoriously patting Rainbow’s belly. “What a shame, you worked so hard today, and you don’t even get to keep the money you earned.”

“Whatever, you’re still a terrible poker player. I’ll win it back this weekend.” The griffin said as he walked back into the kitchen.

“What do you want to eat first?” Twilight asked.

“The cheesecake.”

“Good choice, my not so little goddess.” Soaren said, not able to keep his hoof off of Rainbow’s belly, rubbing it in loving circular motions.

“Goddess, I like the sound of that.” Rainbow said, in as a sexy a voice she could produce, which ended up sounding more cute than sexy.

Soarin worked away on Rainbow’s neck hickey, as Twilight brought a forkful of the cheesecake to the pegasus’s lips, which she happily took into her mouth. The combination of the rich creamy cheesecake, white chocolate curls, and raspberry syrup, created a divine explosion of flavor in her mouth, eliciting a gleeful muffled moan as she worked it over with her teeth and tongue, before sending it down her gullet, and then opening her mouth to be immediately filled again, and again, until the entire cheesecake was inside her expanding gut.

Watching and feeling her stomach expand with the cheesecake proved too much for Soarin’s restraint, for Rainbow suddenly felt his member slip free of it’s sheath, and it’s length expanded between her inner thighs, pressing and throbbing up against her dripping sensitive sex. However, for the moment, her need for food won over her need for sex. “Cupcakes!” She exclaimed, her voice dripping with her conflicting desires of hunger, both sexual, and traditional.

Twilight obliged, bringing one of the Zuccotto Cupcakes to Rainbow’s lips, who took as big of a bite as she possibly could, taking half the cupcake into her mouth. She didn’t know what Zuccotto meant, but she suspected it had something to do with heaven. The cupcake had two separate frostings, a dark chocolate ganache, and a white chocolate cream cheese icing, and finally, to complete the delicious awesomeness that was the Zuccotto Cupcake, the inside was filled with sweet raspberries. She quickly worked it over in her mouth, sent it down her esophagus, and then took the rest of the cupcake hovering before her into her mouth.

In no time at all, she had finished off the other eleven cupcakes. Yet, she couldn’t get enough as her groaning and swollen digestive organ demanded more still, and Soarin’s long throbbing cock rubbing against her soaked pussy wasn’t helping. “Fudge Cake!” She demanded, and Fudge Cake she got, tasting gooey fudge, fresh berries, and decadent frosting.

Before long, she had consumed all five of the Mini Fudge Cakes, leaving just two more deserts. Thankfully, her hunger, was finally starting to die down.

“Mousse!”

Twilight, obliged, and Rainbow basked in the flavor of chopped nuts on top of chocolate ganache sauce, on top of rich chocolate mousse, on top of rich chocolate cake. She made quick work of the desert.

“Whatever that thing is!” She said pointing at the last desert.

“It’s baklava.” Twilight said.

“I don’t care what it is, I just want it inside me!”

The baklava did the trick, she was finally satisfied, but very thirsty.

“Wine!” She exclaimed, barely able to contain the intense passion building in her dripping marehood, and of course there was that constant feeling of the blood pumping through Soarin’s throbbing cock as it pressed against her tender vaginal lips.

Twilight started to pour the wine into a glass.

“Buck the glass, give me the whole bottle!” She demanded, and the whole bottle she got. She greedily guzzled down the entire four-hundred-bit bottle of wine without even taking a breather. Letting out a impressive and loud belch, she then turned her head to look at Soarin. Her cheeks glowing with heat, her eyes showing the intense fire burning within her, she shouted “For god’s sake, Soarin! What the hay are you waiting for?! START FUCKING ME ALREADY!”

Soarin’s lips formed a sly smile, and he granted her wish, sliding his thick head into her tight, hot, fluid soaked passage as far as he could go, which compared to the size of his endowment, wasn’t very far. She yelped as he bottomed out, her muscles contracting and squeezing his throbbing cock. She bit her bottom lip as he pulled back till his head was almost out of her sex, then he immediately plunged back to the bottom, eliciting another yelp. He repeated that motion over and over again, causing her bulging belly to bounce back and forth, it’s contents sloshing about and freeing trapped air, causing her to belch loudly.

Twilight yawned as she watched the scene before her. Casting a spell, she summoned a newspaper and began reading the classified.

“Is that all you got?! *pant* I thought a Wonderbolt would be faster!” Rainbow challenged him, and he accepted, picking up speed, but still not nearly as fast as she wanted.

“Come on, sunshine! I’m falling asleep over here!” She exclaimed, causing him to pick up speed yet again.

“OH MY GOSH! YES! That’s the way you do it!” Rainbow exclaimed, Soarin finally fucking her at a speed that was stimulating enough to her, his thrusts being about a half a second apart. Soarin closed his eyes, likely so not to watch her belly bouncing about with the fast movements, which would no doubt cause him to ejaculate before she climaxed. Through practiced conditioning, he managed to continue on like that for a solid five minutes without cumming.

“Twilight!” Soarin exclaimed, breathing heavily.

The princess looked up from her newspaper. “Hmm?”

“Take over!” He said, pulling his cock out and rolling to the side, Rainbow’s juices clinging to it and glistening in the glow of the candles.

With a raised eyebrow, she set her newspaper down, got up, then walked over to Rainbow, looking down at her with an emotionless expression. “On your back.” She ordered.

Rainbow obliged without question, rolling on her back, and spreading her hindlegs, exposing her glowing, wet sex to the princess who then proceeded to just stare at it, and continued to stare at it for a couple of very long moments. By that point, the need for attention between Rainbow’s legs was almost unbearable, the wait actually making her even more aroused, as Twilight continued to tease her by just standing there

“Do I have to beg? Cause I will.” Rainbow said, breaking the silence, and trying to sound sexy, but still coming across as cute.

“Be quiet.” Twilight ordered, spreading her regal wings in an imposing manner.

Rainbow did as ordered, despite the intense desires eating away at her.

After another long moment, Twilight’s horn began to glow, then from her horn, a tendril of purple energy sprung forth, and plunged into Rainbow’s drenched depths. In response, the pegasus’s back arched as she screamed out in pure ecstasy, completely unprepared for the furious bombardment of sensations.

The tendril massaged every part of her sex, inside and outside all at once, stimulating her in ways she had never experienced before. At the same time, Soarin, having taken the past moments to recover, crawled over to her. Focusing his attention on her huge mound of a belly, which rose and fell with her rapid, irregular breathing, he stuck his tongue in her tender tight navel and began licking the inside with a spiral motion while rubbing the top and bottom of her tummy, eliciting a squeal of delight from the pegasus.

In response to the immense pleasure building within her, Rainbow was digging her front hooves into the carpet, and her hindlegs fidgeted and twitched as she moaned and cooed almost continuously, breaking occasionally for breath. After an amazing four minutes of this, Rainbow could feel herself reaching her limit, the tension inside of her, practically unbearable. “I’m gonna cum!” She yelled.

“Soarin, get in there. My magic won’t hurt you.” Twilight commanded.

The stallion pulled his muzzle away from Dash’s navel which glistened with his saliva, then, gently, pushed the exceedingly aroused mare on her side and got into a spooning position with her, so that he could fuck her while still keeping her over stuffed stomach comfortable.

Once again he slipped his thick throbbing stallionhood into her pulsating fluid filled sex, while Twilight’s magic continued to massage every part of Dash’s marehood, and as well as Soarin’s cock. He began frenziedly fucking her with thrusts every half second. She could feel her walls hugging his cock, every beat of his heart pulsing through her.

“OH MY GOSH!” She exclaimed at the apex of each thrust, a phrase she liked to chant over and over again at rapid speed whenever she was really excited.

BAM! Tard happy. With the combined efforts of Soarin and Twilight, Dash never stood a chance. Her whole body convulsed and shook as intense waves of electric pleasure pulsed from her marehood, traveled up her spine, then trickled up and down the back of her head over and over again. Soarin, all the while, continued to thrust into her for another moment, her muscles milking his cock for all it was worth before he too came, filling her with his seed.

Twilight let out a sigh, as she watched the two pegasi ride out their orgasms then both simultaneously fall asleep whilst cuddling with each other.

After a couple minutes of watching them sleep in a very adorable manner, she suddenly heard a peculiar scratching sound. Looking over to the source of the noise she saw the panther in a giant litter box doing it’s business.

“I think it's time for me to leave.” Twilight said to no one in particular. Then in a flash of light she disappeared.