Just My Type

Morning sunlight was just peeking through the window when Rainbow Dash began to stir. It wasn’t the sun that stirred her awake. The sounds of chirping birds were everywhere. To normal ponies they weren’t a big deal. For the sensitive ears of the average Pegasus they could drive one nuts with the noise. Dash tried to ignore it best she could, snuggled up to her mare she flattened her ear with every intention to muffle it. With the addition of a woodpecker banging its beak against the tree, Rainbow Dash groaned loudly.

“Alright! Alriiight! I’m up!” she said to nopony in particular. Every part of her felt stiff from sleeping on the floor. Of course her left foreleg was crushed under her torso for the night. Dash rubbed it to get the blood flowing again. There was a yawn from beside. Her antics caused Twilight to wake up.

“Morning, hot stuff,” said Dash, giving Twilight a quick nuzzle. “You sleep good?”

“Well…no,” Twilight responded with a chuckle, “so next time I try letting you fall asleep on the floor puh-lease smack me in the back of the head or something. My back is killing me.”

The purple unicorn made a show of stretching out her back. Bones creaked and popped quietly as they set back in her joints. The feeling was finally returning to Dashs’ foreleg. Twilight shivered from the loss of heat from Dashs ‘side. In a flash, the cyan Pegasus had returned to her, draping a wing over her flanks.

“Thanks,” smiled Twilight. “Next time I’ll magic the two of us a blanket.” Twilight nuzzled her mane, and Rainbow Dash lowered her head to her lips instead, finding her mouth and meeting her for a quiet kiss. They briefly met with their tongues, sliding them over in each others’ mouth, before Twilight broke away.

“You were amazing last night! That was undeniably the best time I’ve ever had with another pony. Ugh! So good! I don’t suppose it’s comparable to anything! That’s how good you were , Dash.”

“Heh, wow,” Dash felt a blush warming her cheeks. “I didn’t think I did that good a job but yeah,” she flipped her mane back and struck what she thought was a painfully cool pose, “I’m pretty awesome.” The sound of her stomach rumbling filled the room. “What’re we doing for breakfast Twi?”

“MMmmm…what should we do for breakfast,” she repeated back in a sing-song voice. “How about we go into the kitchen? I’ll boil some spring water I have bottled up. Crack open some eggs, four of them sunny-side up, make some fluffy buttermilk pancakes, tangy slices of oranges with red delicious apples and crisp celery stalks. Sound good?”

“Ugh! Why aren’t we in there making that right now!? You just made me even hungrier! C’mon let’s eat!” Rainbow Dash unwrapped her wing from Twilights side and pranced over to the kitchen. Then she stopped dead in her tracks.

“Twilight…I still have the thing,” she said, her voice switching to a serious monotone. “It’s still there. Isn’t it supposed to go away?”

Twilights’ eyes widened. “Oh…right, well.”

“Hey, you said! Remember?”

“Uhh…well.”

“Twilight I can feel it!” Rainbow Dash turned around to glare at Twilight face to face. “I don’t want it anymore.”

Feeling cornered, Twilight sat down to try explaining herself. Truthfully, no such spell exists for giving a mare a magical male penis, and in the same sense the opposite isn’t possible. Last night Twilight had cast a standard spell for swapping a ponys’ gender. Of course Twilight had altered the spell in such a way that only the part she had wanted appeared at first. Since it was transformation basedl it would continue channeling its magical path towards making Dash male. Thanks to her foresight, the spell would only activate under a special circumstance.

Rainbow Dash was less than pleased.

“Change me back right now!” she demanded with a stomp of her hoof. “I’m totally not cool with this.”

“Well, I don’t want to do it right now. Practicing magic on an empty stomach can lead to less than pleasant results ,Rainbow,” said Twilight curtly. “Let’s sit down and eat.”

“What? No way? I can’t eat when I’ve got a big sloppy dick getting in the way,” Rainbow gestured to her big sloppy dick. “Look! It’s getting hard again.”

Sure enough, Dash was getting an erection. The jet black shaft slid out of its sheath, throbbing in the air as blood rushed through it. In almost comical fashion Rainbow Dash tapped the head of it. Her dick bobbed lazily in the air. Twilights eyes widened. It had gotten bigger.

“Why is it up?” asked Dash. “It’s just, Twi, this feels really weird.”

“It’s just a typical biological reaction where the capillaries of the penis fill-“

“English,” interrupted Dash. “Please.”

Twilight rolled her eyes. “It’s just morning wood. It happens to every penis, every time you wake up. Perfectly normal.”

“This is seriously going to cut into my nap time today,” moaned Dash. “I’ve got things to do!”

Twilight gawked. “You have things to do on a Sunday? Really Rainbow? Just what things do you of all ponies need to get done today?”

Hurriedly so as to get the point across Rainbow Dash laid out her day plan. There was her Sunday morning cloud-clearing duty she shared with Cloudkicker and Blossomforth, followed by napping, then exercise, a trip to Sugarcube Corner to hang out with Pinkie Pie, more napping and to finish the rest of the day off she needed to help clear out some field in Sweet Apple Acres she owed Applejack for the past two weeks.

“Do you usually fit a weeks’ worth of things to do in a single day?” the very concept was staggering Twilights inner neat-freak. Compared to how timely her own calendar was the very thought was obscene. “What do you do for the rest of the week!?”

“Work, stuff, napping…you,” Dash smirked, then let it fall to a frown as she glanced to her wilting member. The offending appendage slipped back inside its sheath.

“There!” exclaimed Twilight. “When it’s like that nopony can barely see it.”

“Yeah! On the ground maybe!” Rainbow stretched out her wings. “I fly around. I don’t think broadcasting to everypony in town about this is my plan.”

Twilight facehoofed. “Right! Sorry…listen, there’s two ways I can fix this. The first is I brew a special concoction out of a variety of hard to collect herbs growing out in the Everfree Forest to inhibit the latent magical binds within your body so I can dispel them with my magic.”

“Uhuh,” nodded Dash.

“The other method is where I cast the rest of the spell to turn the rest of you into a complete male stallion so I can cast the counter spell…which takes around two hours for the magic to settle in your body before switching you to female is safe.”

“Okay, so do the first one,” Dash casually inspected her hoof. Not receiving an immediate answer she peeled her eyes away to notice Twilight staring hard at her.

“What?”

“You’d rather me go into the forest to collect a bunch of plants that may or may not be growing there just so you don’t have to be a colt for maybe eighty minutes?” the contempt in her voice was growing with every word. “Aren’t you being a little bit self-concerned over your looks here?”

Tact wasn’t a strong trait for Rainbow Dash.

“I am EXTREMELY concerned that because of you that I am sort of freak for the rest of the day. So yeah, Twilight, I’m kinda pissed off right now,” she glared right back at the purple mare, ears flat and eyes full of fire. “It’s because of your stupid selfishness that I just HAD to have one of these in the first place!”

“Well, you seemed okay with it at the moment!” seethed Twilight.

“Puh-leeze! It’s hard saying no when somepony is begging for it!” returned Dash, getting in her face.

“OH REALLY!? I WAS BEGGING!?

“OKAY SO YOU WERE BARGAINING. SORRY I’M NOT A DICTIONARY. I’LL GO GET YOU ONE!”

Dash turned for the door, flicking Twilight in the nose with her tail.

“FINE! LEAVE! I’LL JUST GO RISK MY LIFE TO PRESERVE YOUR REPUTATION!” shouted Twilight.

“THAT’S COOL WITH ME! MAYBE WHILE YOU’RE OUT YOU CAN HOOK UP WITH A NICE COLT!”

The library door slammed loud enough to echo through the entire tree. A few loose books clattered off the shelves around her and hit the floor with soft thunks. Twilight bit her lip, and then threw her head back in a furious shout.

“Rainbow Dash,” she growled to herself, magically re-sorting the books and other fallen knick-knacks to the shelf. “Why can’t she be more reasonable? Always has to be a hot head over things.”

“Just like you sometimes can be,” said a little voice in the back of her head.

Twilight huffed, deciding to force that notion out of her head. Flying off the handle wasn’t something she did.

“But that’s wrong,” memories flashed of her little incident with the Want it Need it spell.

The sigh escaped her lips immediately. Regret seeped into the back of her mind. Surely she wasn’t the bad guy here. Playing over the recent events in her mind she made the decision that clearly, what just happened ended up with her at fault. She loved Rainbow Dash for who she was, that devil-may-care attitude, her striking good looks, how easily she could flip back and forth between cute and sultry with just a shift of her body weight or the tone of her voice. Imposing her old preferences upon her to satisfy herself was being completely selfish. No doubt that Rainbow was proud of herself for exactly what she was. Only now did she truly realize what she was doing to damage the new relationship they had only fostered last month.

Even the matter of visiting the Everfree was just her blowing things out of proportion. It wasn’t like she was a weak little unicorn who couldn’t handle anything short of a hydra. Not to mention that the odds were good that Zecora would have everything she would need, cutting short the trip anyway. The inner feelings of disgust gnawed at her conscience. If there was any other pony that could offer romantic advice in this town, it would be Rarity. Twilight gathered her saddlebags and, being sure to magically lock the doors, headed out towards Carousel Boutique.

***

POMF!

POMF!

POMF!

One by one the clouds covering the eastern quarter of Ponyville were annihilated by a swift buck from Rainbow Dashs’ strong hind legs. It was doing wonders for blowing off steam after her spat with Twilight. Could that pony blow a fuse! Yelling never made her feel better though. Losing an old friend hurts. Losing one that shared an intimate relationship hurt even more. Thinking about it was driving her nuts. Of course, getting distracted by that stupid thing between her haunches was even worse. It would get hard and stiff for no reason at all. Waiting for it to go back down was the worst. Rainbow hated waiting. She continued kicking away at every single cloud she could spot. Even now she could feel another one coming on.

“Wow…it looks like you really took care of things today, Rainbow,” came a voice from above.

Rainbow Dash froze mid-kick. Eyes darting upwards she spotted Blossomforth and Cloudkicker descending on her fast. In a flash she dived inside the puffy cloud she was just about to obliterate.

“Um…something wrong boss?” asked Blossomforth, settling on a strip of nimbus nearby. Looking around she could see that this part of town was nearly clear of all traces of cloud. “Weren’t we supposed to do some of this?”

The upper half of Rainbow Dash popped out of the cloud. “Yeah, but, y’know, since you guys are such good workers all the time I figured I’d give you two a break! Hehe, I did pretty good huh?”

The two Pegasi stared at each other suspiciously, and then back at their boss. Rainbow Dash squirmed, still feeling her appendage stiffening.

“What’re you two looking at me like that?” bristled Dash. “I’m just doing you a favor for picking up my slack all those other times. Aren’t I like, the best boss around town or what?”

“I can go grab lunch early today,” said Cloudkicker enthusiastically. “Wanna come with Blossom?” She waggled her eyebrows.

“Sure!” she grinned, flashing her friend a brilliant white smile. “Let’s get going before there’s a line! We’ll split it.”

Just like that the pair of Pegasi were out of her mane. Sighing in relief, Rainbow wiped the sweat out of her brow. Opening up the cloud ,she glowered at her erection. Arousal for her as a mare was familiar for her. She knew how that felt: warm, wet, a little slippery but for the most part undetectable. As a colt it was horrible. It would come on with little warning and before she knew it there was a big, throbbing thing growing out of her crotch just aching to be seen by everypony around. It was still sensitive as well…like she was walking around with a giant throbbing clitoris attached to her. After a few minutes it finally began to subside.

At least the first thing she had to do today was done. Napping was usually her little reward for all the hard work she did but...risking somepony stumbling onto her while asleep wasn’t a favorable prospect. Especially with her tendency to toss and turn while sleeping. Pinkie Pie wanted to show her some new confectionary concoction so, with a quick sweep of the skyline to see if there were any other Pegasi about, Dash rocketed off to Sugarcube Corner.

***

“This one’s got cotton candy flavored filling filled up inside!”

“Uh-huh,”

“This one’s got gumdrops!”

“Oh yeah,”

“These two are both filled with licorice!”

“Neat!”

Pinkie Pie beamed, setting down her first tray of tarts that she had baked last night. They were her brainchild, and while she would normally show her treats to the Cakes for taste tasting, this was going to be a surprise. Sometimes they would try her stuff only to see the looks on their faces switch to the grossest gross faces ever but then tell her it was okay. They were not okay. As an upcoming pastry chef prodigy Pinkie wanted her pastries to be the best possible pastries they could possibly be.

The two ponies were of course standing in her room upstairs. Pinkie Pie wanted absolute privacy for the pastry taste testing. Even Gummy was locked away in the bathroom, floating in the tub with his water wings on.

“So which do you wanna try first, Dash?” Pinkie Pie bounced in place excitedly. “I’d go with chocolate cranberry myself but you can go right ahead and just do whatever you feel like!”

“Sure…let’s go with gumdrops to start off with ,okay?” said Dash, reaching for the powder covered treat on the tray that Pinkie was pointing at. The treat was warm and gooey in her hoof. Pinkie Pies’ bright blue eyes were boring into her own with an intensity she’d never seen. Dash took a cautious bite.

“MMmmm, shucks Pinksh, thish is delishishus!” she said between chewing the rest of the tart. “Thanksh!”

“No problem!” Pinkie clapped her hooves together excitedly. “Now tell me tell me TELL ME what you liked the most! Was it the flavor? Consistency? Crust?!”

“Uh,” Dash shrugged. “It was good. I liked that I could, um…really taste the flavor the most?”

“WHOO HOO!” Pinkie jumped up and did a backflip. “Alright now try the rest!”

“Which one should I do next?” Dash licked her lips.

Pinkie grabbed the darker pastry on the tray. “This one! I want to hear everything!”

“Alright!” she plopped the whole thing in her mouth in one big chomp.

Her tastebuds were screaming. The tart was the most horrific tasting thing she’d ever have in her mouth. Eyes watering she painfully swallowed the tart down. Pinkie Pie was observing in rapt attention.

“Wellllll?” Pinkie asked as Dash wiped her mouth.

“Pinkie Pie that was,” Dash paused, Pinkie Pie was looking up at her expectantly, “the most horrible, disgusting, gross thing I ever ate. Sorry…”

“Okey-dokie-Loki! I’ll cut the licorice!” said Pinkie cheerfully. Dash cocked an eyebrow.

“Oh…uh, cool I guess. I thought you’d be upset.”

“Nah. I just need to know what works and what doesn’t! Now let’s get back to tasting tarts!”

For the next half hour or so they went back and forth with Dash eating the tarts and Pinkie Pie collecting her feedback on what was delicious and what needed work. One by one they moved from cranberry to wilder confectionary treats such as chocolate cherry banana split. An hour passed. By the time Dash was finished tasting and reviewing every tart, her belly was full and she felt good. Pinkie Pie had a pink notepad out and was scribbling down everything she could.

“Okay, Dashie, just two more!” Pinkie Pie plopped a plain pair of tarts down.

“I dunno Pinkie. Feelin’ kinda full right now…” admitted Dash, stifling a burp.

“Oh please please pleeeaaase! Just one bite!”

“Y’know I didn’t even get to do any real exercise today.”

“Rainbow, please!”

Pinkie Pie put on her biggest smile –she was practically begging with her eyes.

“Sure thing…” Dash grinned. One bite couldn’t hurt. Giving it a cautious sniff, she took a tentative bite of the bare pastry. Grape flavored jelly filled her mouth. “It’s very…plain, Pinkie Pie. The jelly’s great but,” she licked her lips, “but the outside isn’t too sweet.”

A loud smack rang through the air with Pinkies facehoof. “Oh my gosh I forgot! This one I did in a rush and forgot the sugar coating! Sit right in that spot while I grab it!”

Pinkie zipped over to her dresser in the other side of the room. Rainbow planted her rump on the floor to watch. Naturally her dresser drawers were packed with back up snacks, treats, party supplies and emergency baking supplies. Organizing all these things were beyond her of course.

“Yeesh! Where did I put that thing!” muttered Pinkie Pie, moving to the bottom drawer and wildly tossing things around. Tubes of glitter glue and rolled -up streamers sailed past her head. A box of crayons hit the table and spilled onto the floor. Rainbow watched in amusement as Pinkie frantically dug around in search of her sugar. Her big round pink butt was swaying in front of her, that wild tail of hers bobbing back and forth as if attached to a spring. She sighed, wondering how a pony that hyper could still be slim around the middle and walk around with an ass like that. If she ever had a-

Uh-oh

There was an unwelcome twitch in her loins. Dash looked down in panic to see her sheath stirring. Quickly she slammed her forelegs together in an attempt to hide her growing member from Pinkie. Stupid. Looking at Pinkies dumb butt of all things!

“Fooouuund it!” sang the pink mare from across the room. With a small white tube of sugar in her mouth she bounded back over.

“Heh, great! Pinkie! Let’s get taste tasting!” offered Dash, becoming more uncomfortable by the second. She could feel the tip of her penis pushing against the back of forehooves. It was still stiffening, beginning to bend slightly, forcing its way between her legs.

“Something wrong Dash?” asked Pinkie.

“N-No!” A single bead of sweat ran down her forehead. Pinkie was staring hard at her, fluttering those bright blue eyes in confusion. The tip of her erection was pushing harder against her legs. It pulsed with her heartbeat.

“Oh my gosh! Rainbow Dash!” gasped Pinkie Pie. “Is that a,” she swiveled her head around the room to look for invisible eavesdroppers, then lowered her voice. “Do you have a penis?”

Dash gulped, then sighed, looking down at her legs. Sure enough she hadn’t done a good enough job covering herself. The dark flat head of her penis was peeking through her legs. It was completely visible against her coat. Her apparently not-so-little secret out, she spilled what happened to her as fast as she could, covering most of the details. The request from Twilight, the sex, the little fight, random erections while working, now here.

Pinkie Pie started snorting in laughter.

“Oh silly! I don’t care! Sounds like you and Twilight had a lot of fun being super busy last night! As for getting all hard, that happens to every boy everywhere! I mean I KNOW you aren’t a boy but it’s just a normal thing that happens to their thingies!” she giggled again. “It’s not a big deal. I mean, it’s a big deal for you, Rainbow Dash! Lemme see! Lemme see!”

“What!? Ew! You want to see it? Why’d you even ask me something like that?” quizzed Dash.

“Duh! You only said it would go away eventually!”

“Yeah ,as a good thing!”

“But-!

“Just open your legs a little!”

Dash moaned and slowly opened her legs, flinching when Pinkie Pie got right up to her throbbing member to inspect it, as if though it were some fascinating object to behold and not some heavy burden to fly around with. Pinkie took in the whole sight with some sort of childlike gusto. She was even close enough that Dash could feel her warm breath caressing her shaft, making her shudder at the oddly pleasurable sensation.

Pinkie gave it a lick.

“AGH! What was that for!” Dash yelped and nearly jumped out of her skin. “Did you just lick it!?”

“Yeah? So?” Pinkie said acting like this was the most normal thing ever. “Something wrong?

Dash scoffed. “Why?”

“Welll…since you spent like, all this time helping me out with my super secret pastry tasting I was wondering how I could return the favor in a special way! So look now that you have one of these,” Pinkie gave it a light flick with her tongue, making Dash shiver. “It’s the perfect way! For a favor, one free BJ!”

“Bee-jay?” repeated Dash, tilting her head.

“Blow job silly!” Pinkie Pie chuckled. “It feels super good! Plus, since you skipped your nap time it’ll help you fall asleep! A real stallion always feels tired after having one! Soooo?”

Dash opened her mouth to instantly reject it but paused. Her friend was being sincere. There was no shame in admitting that it did feel good. Really good. She could definitely use a nap too. Sitting on the floor, leaning back, her haunches spread and having her silliest friend giggling and licking her privates didn’t seem to have a lot of downsides. Pinkie was already putting her tongue back to business, gently swirling it around the top of her dick and sending really good sensations through her body. A relaxed sigh escaped her lips.

“Go for it I guess…”

Pinkie smiled hugely and, with little fanfare, opened her mouth all the way and swallowed Dashs length down the base of her dick.

“OH! Whoa!” gasped Dash, floored by the sudden warmth enveloping her dick. It brought back fleeting thoughts of last night only a bit tighter. Pinkies tongue found its way all over her aching shaft. It felt so good. Dash tilted her head back, getting another welcome surprise as Pinkie began fondling her balls with a free hoof. That felt really good. After this maybe she would play with herself.

Pinkie slurped happily, thinking this was the funniest thing ever. Giving head to one of her friends while she was still a girl. How nuts! Pinkie found it neat how good a fit Dash was too. The end of her dick was just edging at the back of her throat. A dribble of warm precum was leaking from the tip. Pinkie pulled her head up, pressing her tongue against the underside of the throbbing shaft all the way to the tip, and lapped up the sweet liquid. Dash groaned above. The cool breeze of a flapping wing graced her flanks.

“Celestia…Pinkie you’re amazing at this…” panted Dash.

“Mhmmm,” agreed Pinkie, swallowing her length back into her mouth. “Mmmmmmm!”

It was definitely fun. Pinkie inhaled, sucking harder and massaging her over the throbbing dick inside her mouth. It twitched inside her mouth. Pinkie felt the balls held in her hoof tighten. There was a stronger twitch. Dash moaned even louder above and Pinkie felt a pair of hooves pressed against the top of the head as Rainbow tried to push Pinkie deeper at her shaft. She was close now. Pinkie felt the head of the shaft throbbing at the back of her mouth, the tip flaring out. Dash squeezed her thighs hard against the side of Pinkies head.

Dash groaned even louder. Her coat was on fire. She felt unbelievably close, completely consumed by Pinkie’s mouth. Whistling filled her ears. Her entire body began to tingle, focusing on her unbelievably hard dick being caressed by Pinkie. Almost there. She started softly bucking into her face. It was like she was going to explode.

Pinkie’s eyes widened. Instead of an immediate orgasm she felt something else. Dashs’ dick started growing. Pinkie focused best as she could at the base of the shaft. She could feel it inside her mouth, lengthening, becoming thicker, wider, really filling her mouth. Jaw beginning to ache, she opened it wide as she could to try and accommodate the pulsing monster, breathing through her nose in short rapid bursts as the tip forced itself down the very back of her throat.

Then Dash came. What felt like a flood of hot stick semen gushed forth from her dick, splashing and pulsing violently, pouring gallons of her seed down into her gullet. Pinkie place a hoof at the base of the shaft, realizing she wasn’t even taking the whole thing at this point. She gulped it down best as she could, swallowing the sticky fluid splashing into her throat. Her eyes started watering. The world in front of her was getting hazy. She needed to breathe! A little desperately she tapped on Dashs’ throbbing cock, hoping to get her attention.

Finally it stopped. Pinkie heard a sigh from very far away as Dashs’ orgasm subsided to a dribble. Pinkie gasped hugely when it finally left her mouth. There was nothing staining her lips save for a final dribble of white as she panted heavily. She finally looked up to Dash.

“Pinkie…it wasn’t…this big.”

Dash looked pale. Although it was manageable to hide well enough earlier when sheathed, and only a little difficult when it was erect, now her dick was worthy of comparison to some of the larger stallions she’d seen. The long, girthy shaft bobbed in the air, slick and still pulsing weakly from the orgasm. Dash leaned back, the now larger member slapping wetly against her belly. It was deflating back into its sheath; though even that was proportionally bigger and more noticeable. Shifting her weight, Dash felt the new sensation of her heavier blue sack resting on the floor. It was a wholly unnerving experience.

“Uh, yeah! It got a lot bigger! I almost choked on it!” said Pinkie irritably. “Next time give me a heads up before you do that.”

“Do wha-? Pinkie Pie! I didn’t know that was going to happen!” Dash took to the air in a huff, her big member dropping in front of the pink mares face. “My dick got even bigger!”

“Ooh…wow. It really really did get a whole lot bigger,” Pinkie ogled it, and her two larger balls swinging pendulously beneath. “Hey! I bet now you can give yourself your own BJs!”

“This isn’t funny! What am I gonna do now!” asked Dash desperately.

“Have a nap?” offered Pinkie.

“I don’t feel like napping!”

“Well I do! I am pooped!” Pinkie spun in place and tossed herself flat on the floor.

“Pinkie! This is serious!” Dash landed on the floor. “What do I do?”

“OH! You can do me a big return favor! I need you to help Fluttershy! Rarity says she’s sick and needs some of this to feel better.” Pinkie darted across the room, opened up the top drawer of her dresser, pulled out two large mason jars filled with what looked like apple juice, and stuffed them into Dashs saddlebags. “It’s super important you do this for Fluttershy! I’d go do it myself by I spent my entire break with you so now I actually need to get back to work!”

“But-“

“Don’t worry your silly little head Dash! I’m sure Twilight’s probably almost done with her anti wiener spell anyway! I bet nopony will even notice!” Pinkie darted downstairs in a hurry.

Dash took a few cautious steps walking around the room in a wide circle. It was a minor nuisance before. With every hoofstep she could feel the heavy weight beneath her haunches –the jostling of her larger balls. The odd shift within her sheathed penis. Celestia it felt huge. Dash considered retreating home for the rest of the day.

She sighed, the weight of whatever apple drink in her saddlebags bringing her out of that plan. Fluttershy needed help. Applejack was still owed a day of work. There was no way she was going to abandon that because of her new penis. If anything they might just laugh it off like Pinkie as no big deal.

Rainbow spread her wings, checked outside for any nearby Pegasi or other spectators, and took off.