"I mean, Applejack's apple pies are always delicious, but this one was especially good!" Pinkie bounced in circles around the couch. "It was sooooooo good!"

Twilight looked up from her book. Normally she wouldn't approve of how Pinkie was bounding back and forth around the library, but it was better that she got all of her energy out now. Tonight was movie night, and she didn't want to have to deal with Pinkie squirming and bobbing the whole time. She'd probably knock the projector over. Besides, once everyone else arrived, they'd turn the library into a mess anyway. Next time they'd have to watch the movie at Pinkie's.

"Is it really that good?" Fluttershy asked. She sat on the far end of the couch from Twilight. "I mean, why is this cake so special?"

"I don't know, but it's like the best thing I've ever eaten that doesn't have chocolate or frosting!" Pinkie leaped onto the couch, balancing on the back rest on her tiptoes. "And even with frosting and chocolate things in there it would still be in the top five! It was so delicious you don't even know!"

Twilight didn't even look up from her book. "Aren't you laying the hyperbole on a bit thick?"

"Nope!" Pinkie dropped down onto the couch, landing on her butt between Twilight and Fluttershy, nearly launching the latter off of the edge. "It was one of the most awesome things I've ever eaten! I mean, just smelling it made me wet!"

Twilight lowered her book and glanced sideway at Pinkie, wondering if she had heard her correctly. The look on Fluttershy's face told her she had heard perfectly. Fluttershy was already blushing profusely. "Um, Pinkie... did you really-"

"And then when I took a bite..." Pinkie gasped and let her head flop back. "I just about had an orgasm!"

"Really, Pinkie." Rarity barged into the kitchen, bearing an overly-large bowl of popcorn. "As delicious as Applejack's cooking may be, there is no reason to describe it in such terms!"

"What?" Pinkie cocked her head so far to the side she almost bonked Fluttershy with it. "It was really good!"

"As delicious as it is, the pleasure of eating a delicious dessert and the pleasure of... that, are quite different. I'm quite sure that Appljack's pie could never give you an orgasm, regardless of how delicious it is!"

Pinkie snorted in laughter. "Of course not, silly! If I ate Applejack's pie, she'd be the one who comes!" The other girls just stared at her. "You know, her pie."

"We get it, Pinkie." Rarity said with a sigh. "It's just not funny."

"Really, I would have thought that you'd be able to come up with better jokes than that," Twilight said.

Pinkie shrugged. "They can't all be winners."

"I don't get it," Fluttershy mumbled.

Twilight groaned. "Pinkie is using 'apple pie' as a euphemism for-"

"But imagine how awesome it would be if all food was so delicious that it would make you come!" Pinkie interrupted. "How great would that be?"

"That wouldn't be great at all!" Rarity said. "It would be quite inconvenient to go through all that every time I wanted to eat something. All of the twitching and weak knees and squirting... I don't have time to go through all of that every time I want eat a sandwich."

Pinkie raised an eyebrow towards Rarity. "You're a squirter, then? Should've known."

"I...well... that's beside the point!" Rarity said. "Besides, I prefer savoring my... alone time. It's something that one ought to take their time to enjoy. One needs the proper preparation and buildup. You mustn't just jump right to the climax!"

"That's what I do!" Pinkie declared.

"Why am I not surprised?" Rarity shook her head.

"What about you?" Pinkie asked. "What do you do? Go out and have a nice dinner with yourself first?"

"No!" Rarity snorted. "But I do take care to achieve the proper ambiance! Light a few candles, put on some music, dime the lights, pour myself a glass of wine-"

Twilight looked up from her book once again. "Rarity, just how long does it take you?"

"A bit over an hour, give or take."

"An hour!?" Pinkie gasped. "It usually only takes me like ten minutes!"

"Well, of course it does! You have no sense of romance!" Rarity waved her hand dismissively at Pinkie. "How do you go about it?"

"I usually just grab a dildo and get to it," Pinkie humped the air for emphasis. "Hey, Twilight, how about you?"

"I don't keep track of that. Leave me out of this." She refocused her attention on her book.

"What about you, Fluttershy?" Rarity leaned on the couch next to Fluttershy. "Surely you understand the importance of making the most of every... you know."

"Um... I..." Fluttershy's face grew red. "I'd rather not..." She tried to think of an excuse not to answer the question. Fortunately, she didn't have to. Rainbow Dash burst out of the bathroom.

"Whew! You guys don't want to go in there!"

Pinkie jumped up and thrust a finger at Dash. "Rainbow Dash! When you masturbate, how long does it take you to come!?"

"Like five minutes." She put her hands on her hips. "I can get myself off as quick as I want."

"See?" Pinkie turned to Rarity. "I'm not the only one."

"That proves nothing!" Rarity said with a snort. "And you!" She pointed at Dash. "Why are you so blase about answering such a question!?"

"What, is it not common knowledge that I like to have some fun!?" She sat on the couch between Twilight and Fluttershy, and put her arms over their shoulders. "I mean, yeah, it's not really something you talk about much, but we're all friends here, right?" She gave Fluttershy a squeeze.

"I...I guess..." Fluttershy muttered.

"That was my seat!" Pinkie glowered at Rainbow Dash.

"Hey, guys. Sorry I'm late." Applejack strode through the door, carrying a giant crate of various chips, candy, and popcorn. "Thanks for not startin' the movie without me."

Pinkie immediately turned her attention to the new arrival. "Applejack, when you diddle yourself, how long does it take you to have an orgasm?"

"I... huh... wha?" Applejack stared. Even for Pinkie, that was quite the non-sequiter. "Why the heck are we talkin' about that?"

"I have no idea," Twilight said wearily. "Now that AJ's here, can we please start the movie already?"

"Fine with me!" Pinkie said as she grabbed a box of Junior Mints out of Applejack's grasp. "What are we watching?"

"I don't know. It was Rainbow Dash's turn to pick the movie." Twilight turned to Rainbow Dash. "You didn't pick a horror movie again, did you?"

"Of course not!" Rainbow Dash crossed her arms. "You spent a week complaining to me about how you couldn't sleep. I'm not doing that again. I picked a comedy this time."

"Great! What is it?"

Rainbow Dash grinned and held up the DVD. "Equestrian Pie!"

Twilight put a hand to her forehead. "Why am I not surprised?"

"Next time, I'm picking the movie myself!" Twilight grumbled as she swept the floor. "I've never seen anything so... puerile!"

"Is that a good thing or bad thing?" Pinkie asked. She shoved a handful of popcorn into her mouth, the crumbs landing just where Twilight had just swept.

"A bad thing," Twilight answered.

"I actually kind of enjoyed it," Fluttershy said, so quietly that Twilight barely heard her. "It was funny, even if it was a bit crude."

"Yeah! Like when that one girl said that she put her flugelhorn up her-"

"Pinkie, why are you even still here?!" Twilight tried not to sound angry, but didn't do a very good job of it. "Don't you have things to do at home."

"Nope!" Pinkie said. "Why are you so anxious to get me out of here? You let Fluttershy hang around!"

"That's because Fluttershy is helping me clean rather than making the mess worse!" She nodded at the pile of crumbs at Pinkie's feet, and then at Fluttershy, who was busy wiping down the coffee table. "If you aren't going to help, can you at least not get in the way?"

"Okay, okay!" Pinkie hopped off the couch. "I'll take all the extra junk food back to Sugarcube Corner. See you tomorrow!"

She gathered up all the food she could fit in her arms and headed out.

Twilight shook her head and turned to Fluttershy. "You can go, you know. I appreciate the help, but you don't need to hang around. I can clean up most of it, and Spike will be back tomorrow. He'll help me clean up the rest."

"Oh, it's fine," Fluttershy said. "I, uh, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Really? What?" Twilight leaned her broom against the wall and gestured for Fluttershy to take a seat on the sofa.

"I, uh," Fluttershy nervously played with the rag in her hands. "Actually, nevermind. It isn't anything important."

"Come on, Fluttershy, if you stayed behind to talk, I can talk." She sat, and patted the space on the couch next to her. "You know you can tell me anything."

"Well, yes, but... it's something personal." Fluttershy's cheeks flushed. "I don't know..."

"I won't tell anyone, I promise. If you need to talk, I want to help."

Fluttershy took a deep breath and took a seat. "O-okay."

"Now, what was it you needed to talk about?"

"Uh." Fluttershy looked at her hands. "It was... um... that thing that everybody was talking about before."

"Huh?"

"You know..." Fluttershy's face was so red that it started to resemble a tomato. "Before the movie..."

Twilight stared at Fluttershy for a moment. Then the realization struck, and her eyes widened so much that they almost busted out of her eye sockets. "Oooohhh..." She cleared her throat. "You mean..." she lowered her voice, "an orgasm?"

Fluttershy nodded.

"I... uh..." Of all things that she had expected from Fluttershy, this wasn't one of them. As a result, her brain was having a tough time putting together a usable sentence. "What? What about... that?"

"I..." Fluttershy swallowed. "I've never had one."

"Y-you haven't?" Twilight wasn't sure whether to be surprised or to simply nod. She had never really given much thought to the matter.

Fluttershy shook her head. "No. Am I... I mean, is that normal? Because everyone else was just so... used to it."

"I, uh... I don't think there's anything wrong with you..." Twilight tried to allocate her brainpower towards answering the question, but her brain seemed determined to use those resources to figure out what Fluttershy's O-face would look like. She shook her head violently.

"Twilight?"

"Sorry, I just wasn't expecting that." She massaged her temples. "It's... you're normal, I think. It's just different for everybody, I guess. Some girls can... you know... really easily, and for some it takes a bit more effort. Maybe you're just one of those who has to... put a bit more effort in."

"So, uh, if you don't mind me asking..." Fluttershy couldn't even look Twilight in the face. "Do... do you have a hard time?"

"Me!?" Twilight sputtered. "I-I..."

"If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to..."

"No, no, it's fine. It wouldn't be fair to ask you to talk about all this if I wasn't willing to answer your questions." She took a deep breath. "I wouldn't say it's... hard. I mean, sometimes it takes some time, but I've never had trouble doing... that."

"So..." Fluttershy twiddled the tip of her hair. "What does it feel like?"

Twilight smiled. "It's good. It's really good. I don't really know how to describe it." She closed her eyes, and began to sift through some very enjoyable memories. "It's like everything in your body is just getting tighter and tighter, like a wound up spring. Then all that tension lets go. It's like every good feeling you've ever felt, all at once, washing over you in waves. The entire world disappears, and it's like your body isn't yours anymore. You're just floating, and the next thing you know it's over."

"Wow." Fluttershy swallowed. The blush on her cheeks had faded, her nervous expression replaced by one of curiosity. "I wish I could... do that." She looked at her hands. "I feel like I'm left out."

"Honestly, I guess you kind of are," Twilight said.

"Oh."

Twilight watched Fluttershy carefully. She looked just a little deflated, a bit flat and melancholy. And more than a little disappointed. "Fluttershy."

"Y-yes?"

"I am going to give you an orgasm!" Twilight held up her fists in determination. Then her face paled as she realized the unfortunate way she had worded her declaration. "Wait, no-"

Fluttershy had scurried backward and was already perched on the armrest of the couch. All the blood had drained from her face. "Y-you mean like... right now?"

"No, that's not what I meant!" Twilight shook her head. "What I mean is that I think I can help you... you know, research. Figure out how you could, uh, go about it. I think it's something that you should experience at least once. I'm sure once you figure it out, you'll be able to..." She chuckled awkwardly. "Well, you know."

"I... Thank you, Twilight." Fluttershy smiled. "I know it's kind of awkward to talk about."

"That's what friends are for. Kind of. I should just be happy you trust me enough to talk about it." She put a hand on Fluttershys' shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll try to make it as not-awkward as possible."

"Thanks." Fluttershy stood up. "Do you want any more help cleaning up?"

"No, no, it's fine. You head home. I'll drop by your house tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Alright," Fluttershy said. "I'll see you then. Thanks, Twilight." She shuffled out the door.

"Bye!" Twilight waved after her, then closed the door. She cracked her knuckles. "Time for some research."

Author's Note

Yeah, this one is right on the line between drama and comedy. It's sort of serious in places, but for the most part the premise is absurd enough that it's going to veer into comedy on a regular basis.

And no, for once futa is not involved. I can't write about that all the time. Although I do have another futa story lined up for the future.