Twilight's Harem

Princess Twilight's Harem
Chapter 2: Royal Magnetism
by Jonathan “KnightMysterio” Spires

All characters not my own copyrighted to Hasbro and used for non-profit amusement reasons. Story contains NSFW content and should not be read by minors. In short, sex both implied and otherwise is taking place here. Takes place one year after the end of season 3, and the day after chapter 1.

Author's Note: This is my first real attempt at a clopfic, so I'm taking it slow. Some scenes will be written out fully, while others will be just implied. I apologize in advance for any cliches that will appear. They're entirely unintentional.

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Ponyville...
Lunchtime...
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Rainbow Dash did a lazy, twirling loop as she flew into town. She wanted to believe that last night's weirdness was just a weird dream, the result of too much alfalfa. But she knew she couldn't deny it.

Twilight Sparkle, her longtime friend, had asked her to become her legal sex slave.

She shook her head. “Well, it's not as weird as some of what Discord's done at least,” she said, thinking out loud. She then paused in midair, realizing what she just said, and facehoofed. The fact that she could actually say something like that... She shook her head again and sighed, spotting Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and a surprisingly subdued Pinkie Pie sitting at a cafe table, eating lunch.

“Surprising not to see you on the farm,” Rainbow Dash said, plopping herself down in a nearby empty chair after landing.

“Ah like pears,” Applejack said simply, the other four mares staring at her. Applejack sighed. “That is mah deepest, darkest secret. Ah like pears just as much as ah like apples.”

“...Okay,” Rainbow Dash slowly, not sure why that was relevant.

Pinkie Pie, though, was impressed. “Dashie, this is a pretty big thing! Most members of the Apple family hate pears to the point where it's a bad idea to even mention the fruit in a positive manner around them!” she said, cringing a little. “Boy that one party for Applejack's cousin was awkward...”

Rainbow Dash frowned. “That still doesn't explain what that sudden announcement has to do with anything,” she said.

“By comparison,” Applejack said, “of secrets that is... mah brother admitted t'me last night that he'd like t'fuck me if given the opportunity.”

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie stared at her, their jaws dropping. Fluttershy ended up spitting her tea out in shock. Fortunately, her cup was still at her lips when that happened, so nothing got sprayed save the bottom of the cup.

“Good heavens,” Rarity said softly. “...I suppose this admission came after you talked to him about Twilight's offer?”

Applejack nodded. “And he was just... so CASUAL about it! Like it weren't nothin' at all!” she said, sighing and sipping her milk.

Rainbow Dash shook her head. “Geez,” she said. “What...” She stopped herself. “No. No, I'm not gonna say it. If I say it, Tirek or someone will show up and start something.”

“Say what?” Fluttershy asked, confused.

“Say 'what else could happen,'” Rainbow Dash said. She then blinked. “Dang it, Fluttershy!”

The canary-yellow pegasus eeped. “I'm so sorry...”

Rarity huffed. “That's a silly superstition, Rainbow Dash,” she said. “I mean, really, just because you say something like 'At least it's not raining,' doesn't mean that...”

“Stand up and take ten steps to the left, Rarity,” Pinkie Pie said, looking at her twitching tail. Rarity did so, just in time to avoid Raindrops as she swooped down to catch a dropped package. Rarity, realizing the irony, managed to stifle a giggle as Raindrops fumbled with her package, trying to keep from dropping it.

“HA! Got it!” the pegasus said as she stabilized her grip.

“Heh, Nice dive, Raindrops!” Rainbow Dash said. “Training's been paying off, I see?”

“Super spectacular!” Pinkie Pie agreed, giggling.

Raindrops grinned. “Thanks, Dash! You really helped me get a lot faster since we started at the Academy,” she said.

“No problem,” Rainbow Dash said. “Just keep up your training, and you'll be a Wonderbolt in no time.” She smirked. “After me, of course.”

Raindrops rolled her eyes. “Of course,” she said, looking over to Rarity, who had been watching the exchange silently. She then looked at her package, and grinned. “Oh! This is convenient.”

Rarity walked over to her. “What do you mean, darling?” she asked.

“This is for you!” Raindrops said, holding out the package and holding up a clipboard she was wearing around her neck. “I think it's those rare fabrics you mentioned that you were waiting for yesterday.”

Rarity smiled. “Ah! Yes, this is convenient,” she said, going over and signing the clipboard. “Just drop them off at the Boutique, my dear.”

“How're things going?” Fluttershy asked. “I know you haven't found anypony to replace Derpy yet...”

Raindrops huffed. “Yeah, we've had to pick up her routes... Stupid Blueblood. It's not Derpy's fault he gave directions that were vaguer than any semblance of authority he has...” she muttered. “Anyway, I have to get going. If you see her, tell her I said howdy and we all miss her at the office.”

Raindrops took off, delivering the lost package.

Applejack sighed. “Good job on the heads up there, Pinkie,” she said. “Ah guess Rarity wouldn't have wanted t'get her fabrics by having them fall on her head.”

“Too true,” Rarity said with a chuckle, back to her tea.

Pinkie Pie giggled, nodding.

Fluttershy looked over at the clock, checking the time. “Hm... Twilight should be done with Dawn Court in Palace of Friendship soon...”

Rainbow Dash snorted. “That's one thing I never envied her about,” she said.

Fluttershy blinked, confused. “What do you mean?”

Rainbow Dash scoffed. “Having to listen to people's inane requests and problems all day? Pft. Not for me, thanks.”

Rarity snickered. “And how would you handle things, if you were royalty?” she asked.

“Have everypony write it down on a little slip of paper and look over things later, only helping the cool problems or the ones where ponies might actually get hurt,” Rainbow Dash said, ordering a snack when the waiter came over to her table.

“I'd actually be honored to be able to hold a Royal Court,” Fluttershy said, smiling. “To be able to help so many ponies with their problems, or even to just provide someone willing to listen...” She shrugged, grinning. “I just really like the idea of that.”

“You're a sweetheart to th'end, Fluttershy,” Applejack said, chuckling, the pegasus blushing at the compliment.

“Speaking of,” Pinkie Pie said, “has anypony given any thought to Twilight's offer?”

An uncomfortable silence descended over the table as the mares looked at each other nervously.

“I'm... not entirely averse to it,” Rarity said. “Twilight is, after all, our longtime friend, and quite beautiful, even more so now as an alicorn.” She sighed, sipping her tea. “It's just... well... For one thing, I'm more interested in stallions than in mares, and... Ah... It's just very hard to imagine Twilight as a sexual being...”

Applejack hesitated. “Now, wait a moment, who said she even has to has sex with us?” she said. “Ah mean, we could just accept th'offer and there wouldn't be any need to...”

“No good,” Rainbow Dash said. “I hate to admit doin' something nerdy, but last night... I did a little research to see if this law actually existed.”

“Well, that explains the doozy I felt before bed last night...” Pinkie Pie said, nodding.

Rainbow Dash sighed. “Yeah. Anyway, I did a little research and found the law. There's a proviso in the law that says each member of the harem will have to have been sexually initiated into said harem almost immediately after they accept the offer. I dunno how they'd be able to tell, though...”

“There's a spell to verify whether or not somepony has had sex with another, no matter how long ago it happened,” Rarity said. “I looked up the law last night as well.”

“Really?” Fluttershy asked, blushing a little at the idea of such a spell.

Rarity nodded. “It was developed by the police and hospitals in Manehatten seventy years ago, to help catch a rapist,” she said. “Because of the potential for privacy violation, it's illegal for anypony who isn't a trained doctor to learn and use, although I'm not surprised that there are members of the Canterlot high class that have found out how to use it.

“Marvelous,” Applejack said, her head drooping to the table. “Fluttershy? How're you holdin' up on this?”

Fluttershy blushed brightly. “Well... um... You see...” she stammered, quickly trailing off into nervous mumbles.

Rainbow Dash smirked. “Standard issue response to sex stuff, then?” she asked, chuckling when Fluttershy nodded.

Pinkie Pie then froze. Her eyes fluttered, her left back hoof began to twitch, and her tail briefly curled into an elegant spiral similar to Rarity's before poofing out into it's usual fluff.

The others stared at Pinkie Pie as she frowned.

“...Well?” Rarity said after a moment. “Combos usually mean something important. What did that one mean?”

Pinkie Pie actually seemed to be at a loss for words. “...This is a new combo. My tail curling that way is new, too...” she said after a moment. “But if my guess is right, then...” An uncharacteristically thoughtful expression appeared on her face. “...then our day is about to get really weird, really fast.”

“Good afternoon, girls!” Derpy said, flying up to the group. She misjudged her landing, accidentally knocking over a chair, but doing no more damage than that. She set up the chair again and sat it in, blushing.

Fluttershy smiled. “Good afternoon, Derpy,” she said. “Raindrops was just here. She and the others miss you at the post office.”

Derpy smiled. “Really? I should go visit them later today,” she said.

Rarity sipped her tea, smiling at the former mailmare. “It's nice to see you in a better mood than you have been, darling,” she said.

Derpy grinned, blushing. “Yeah. I think I've got my financial problems solved,” she said.

Pinkie Pie grinned. “You found a new job? Hurray!” she cheered. “I can have a party ready for you by the weekend!”

Derpy giggled. “I know it's practically a blasphemy to say this around you,” she said, “but a party won't be necessary.”

Pinkie Pie giggled.

Derpy smiled, and continued. “I'm still getting used to it, but I think it'll work out. I just have to find a way to explain my new job to my kids.”

Applejack shrugged. “Ah don't see how it's so hard. Just tell 'em what you're doin' in your new position.”

“More than one position, actually...” Derpy said, blushing and licking her lips.

The other five just stared at her, their smiles becoming frozen on their faces. Something in the way Derpy had phrased that made their brains lock up.

“...What?” Rarity said after a moment.

Derpy giggled. “Ah... yeah. Let me put it this way... You five said 'Maybe.' I said 'Yes,'” she said. She thought about it, and added, “Several times. Quite loudly. In-between mildly blasphemous praises to Celestia, Luna, I think Discord, and most definitely my new Mistress.”

Fluttershy fainted. Pinkie Pie caught her before she fell completely to the ground.

“When... When did this happen?” Applejack asked, one eye starting to twitch.

“Shortly after you guys left,” Derpy said. “I overheard you yelling as I was passing by, and listened in. I was...” She frowned, sighing. “I was desperate. I was running out of money and didn't have enough for the bills coming up... And Twilight was more than willing to accept me.” Derpy blushed, giggling as her wings pomfed out unconsciously. “It was... wow. Just... wow! Those times in college with Carrot Top didn't even begin to compare! And her tongue...!”

Rarity grimaced. “Derpy, please,” she said.

Derpy blushed, grinning sheepishly and snapping her wings closed. “Sorry, sorry... I just had a really good time yesterday,” she said.

Rainbow Dash shook her head. “Apparently,” she said, chuckling weakly.

“Princess Luna really taught her well this past month,” Derpy said, smiling.

Three of the four conscious mares, Pinkie Pie concentrating on reviving Fluttershy, stared at Derpy. “Wait, what?” Applejack asked.

There was a flash of light above them, and Twilight, her mane bound in a loose ponytail, hovered down from above to join them. She gave them all an apologetic look, having guessed what Derpy said from the expressions on everypony's faces. “Yeah, sorry, I meant to tell you... I got word of this a month ago, I only got up enough courage to ask you girls yesterday. In the meantime, Princess Luna has been teaching me how to... ah...” she blushed, and continued, “...to take care of my end of my duties towards my harem. It was an accelerated course, a lot of it involving being a dominant.”

“...I see,” Rarity said, sipping her tea to try and calm her frazzled nerves. It wasn't working. Fluttershy was starting to revive, groaning softly as she looked up to see Twilight.

“I couldn't feel my hind legs for hours after the first couple days of non-stop 'training,'” Twilight said, shivering and grinning at the pleasant memories.

“I think I got lucky, then. I was only numb from the hips down for one hour afterwards,” Derpy said, happily nuzzling Twilight as she joined the others.

Fluttershy fainted again. Pinkie Pie huffed, and had a waiter go fetch a bottle of Tabasco.

Rarity tried to sip her tea again, only to find her cup was empty. She frowned, and poured herself some more from the teapot on the table.

Rainbow Dash shook her head, trying to clear it of the images that were popping into it.

“Now...” Applejack said, holding up her hooves, trying to regain a hold on the situation. “Now, just wait one Celestia-blessed minute! Y'all are fine with the fact that you're basically Twi's possession now?!”

Derpy nuzzled Twilight happily, the alicorn putting a wing around her. “Pretty much, yeah,” the pegasus said. “I mean, it's Twilight. Multi-time hero of the world, nice to me even before she knew me, didn't hold me accidentally dropping a piano on her head against me, plus there's the whole 'alicorn' thing making Mistress even more gorgeous than she was before.” She blinked, and blushed, realizing what she said.

Twilight giggled and kissed her passionately, their tongues intertwining as they made out right in front of the others. Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity pointedly looked away, blushing, trying not to notice the growing number of ponies watching the scene. Pinkie Pie managed to revive Fluttershy by holding the Tabasco sauce under her nose.

One look at Twilight and Derpy, and she fainted again.

“Oh COME ON!” Pinkie Pie said, frustrated. She took a swig of the Tabasco and continued her attempts to revive her friend.

Rarity coughed. “Um... While I can certainly appreciate the idea of being affectionate with one you care for, perhaps you could be a bit more 'discreet' about it while in public? Just a suggestion,” she said, forcing a grin on her face.

“Hmm...” Twilight said, glancing over at Fluttershy, either not noticing or not caring about the others that were watching them. “...You're right, you're right. Let's let Fluttershy recover, at least.”

“At least,” Rainbow Dash said, chuckling despite herself as the other ponies dispersed, seemingly disappointed that she show seemed to be over.

Twilight and Derpy separated, Pinkie Pie managing to revive Fluttershy and get her back to her hooves and back on her chair.

“Oh my... Did... did what I think just happen actually happen?” she asked.

“'Fraid so, sugarcube,” Applejack said, looking at her milk, wishing she had something stronger.

“Oh my...” Fluttershy said softly, grinning weakly. “I guess I'm going to have to get used to this...”

Twilight smiled. “I promise I'll try to keep the public displays of affection with anyone who joins me down to a minimum,” she said.

Derpy giggled. She adjusted herself in the chair she was sitting in, Rarity, who was closest to her, frowning when she noticed something.

“Derpy, dear, did something happen to your Cutie Mark?” she asked.

Derpy turned to Twilight. The alicorn smiled and nodded. Derpy stood up, and showed her flank to the others. Her Cutie Mark now had a thin, blue ring around it, looping behind the cluster of bubbles, a smaller version of Twilight's own Cutie Mark in the center of the ring, like a lock on a cuff.

“It's just a cosmetic spell Mistress cast,” Derpy explained. “I can hide it and show it at will.” She closed her eyes and concentrated, the ring vanishing in a small flash. Keeping her eyes closed, Derpy focused again, making the ring reappear around her Cutie Mark.

Twilight poured some tea for herself. “It's also a kind of protection. I looked it up, and found that sigils like this added to Cutie Marks are something Celestia did as well, and not just for favored members of her harem. Essentially, the ring means not only does Derpy belong to me, she's also under my protection. None of the nobles can touch her now.”

The other five nodded, still visibly unsettled by all of this. One thing was for certain, though: Pinkie Pie's combo was dead on. Things HAD gotten weird. Quite fast.

Their meals came, and they ate them, Twilight engaging in casual conversation. She told the others about some of the more interesting things that came up with in Dawn Court today, including a rather bizarre request to train hospitals in the defense of ninjas, zombies, and ninja zombies.

Only Rainbow Dash seemed to think this was a reasonable idea.

“Rainbow Dash, you've got to be kidding,” Twilight said.

The cyan pegasus shrugged. “Twilight, we've dealt with a genocidal insane moon goddess, a god of chaos and disharmony, the queen of a parasitic race of bug ponies, the king of darkness, our Cutie Marks being rearranged... geez, I really don't have to go on, do I? With the life we've led, are necromantic Neighponese warriors really that much of a stretch?” she asked, sounding dead serious.

Twilight opened her mouth to protest, only to find she couldn't form the words for it. The others couldn't think of a good argument either. “...I'll consider it,” Twilight said after a long moment.

“Um...” Fluttershy said, trying to get her mind off of the fact that undead ninjas seemed reasonable compared to everything else. “Have you thought about what Spike thinks about all this?”

Twilight blushed. “I was worried at first, yeah. I mean, he's essentially a teenager in age, but he's still a baby dragon in body. Thankfully, Spike seems to have adopted a policy of 'I don't want to know' as it pertains to all of this,” she said. “Can't blame him, really. He's also requested to go to the month long summer camp the Crusaders and... well, pretty much the rest of the foals in town are going to this weekend. I had Cheerilee sign him up.”

“And the dragon turns out to be the smart one,” Applejack said, silently thanking Celestia and Luna that she wouldn't have to explain this to Apple Bloom right away. The others giggled, Rarity and Rainbow Dash having similar thoughts about their own sisters. (Or pseudo-sister, in Rainbow Dash's case.)

Simply talking seemed to have cleared up the uneasiness earlier, and the girls all finished their lunch in peace. The others went their separate ways, Twilight turning to Derpy. “You know what you want to say to your kids?”

Derpy blushed. “I think slightly modifying the truth will work... I'm working for you now and I'm dating you,” she said. “Sound about right, Mistress?”

Twilight giggled, and kissed her on the nose. “Close enough. You think they'll buy it?”

Derpy sighed, smiling warmly. “Amethyst is clever. She'll probably figure out I'm leaving out details, but won't press me for them. Dinky I think will be content with the way I put it for now,” she said. “What about Spike?”

Twilight sighed. “Like I said earlier. He knows what I'm going to have to be doing over the next couple months, but he's insisted that afterward I give him advance warning before anything kinky goes on so he can go out somewhere,” she said. “SO glad he's going to camp. That will decrease the awkward quotient considerably while I'm still getting used to this.”

Derpy blushed. “I'm just glad he didn't walk in on us yesterday,” she said.

Twilight smirked, telekinetically groping her butt. “Well, we were kinda loud He might have just waited until we sounded done,” she said. A thought occurred to her, and she teleported a quill and scroll to her from her treehouse, starting a new checklist. “That reminds me... I need to cast a soundproofing spell over the house...”

Derpy giggled, blushing. “So what will you be doing until Dusk Court, Mistress?” she asked.

Twilight sighed, stretching her wings and teleporting the checklist back to the treehouse. “Well... I'm caught up on paperwork, thankfully. Who knew that governing such a relatively small area would have so much filing involved?”

“Mistress finally found her paperwork tolerance limits, eh?” Derpy teased, nuzzling her.

Twilight giggled. “I think I'd need to live as long as Celestia before I got the patience she has with it,” she said. “Anyway, I think maybe I'll stop by the spa, treat myself to a little relaxation before heading to get a snack at Sugarcube Corner.”

Derpy nodded. “Sounds good! They've been making this cola cake recently that's really good,” the pegasus said.

Twilight grinned. “I'll have to give it a try, then,” she said, kissing her, Derpy's wings pomfing out in excitement. “Stop by the treehouse about an hour or so before sunset. You and I can have a quickie before the Dusk Court.”

Derpy blushed. “O-Of course, Mistress,” she said, grinning widely as she turned to fly away. Wow. Guess I'm gonna have to get used to being available for sex on demand. She giggled. This is actually kinda fun!

Twilight, for her part, couldn't believe what she just said. “I better be careful,” she said. “I might end up becoming a lust goddess.” She stretched her wings again. Still, it's thrilling. Derpy belongs to me in every sense of the word. I made her MINE... She thought back fondly to yesterday, shivers of pleasure going through her as she remembered holding Derpy's face to her dripping marehood, the pegasus's tongue delving deep to lap up her juices...

She shook herself, clearing her head. She giggled, and took off, heading for the spa.

“Good afternoon, Princess,” said Lotus and Aloe, the two spa ponies appearing at the doorway as soon as she entered.

“Hi girls,” she said. “I just need some time in the hot tub, maybe a nice massage and a preening. It's been a long morning.”

Lotus gulped nervously, trying to contain her excitement. Aloe glanced over at her sister, smiled encouragingly at her, and said to Twilight, “Of course, Princess. But perhaps just Lotus would suffice for today. I was actually about to start on another client, and both of us are not needed to provide our highest quality service for him.”

Thank you, Lotus thought gratefully, smiling at Aloe.

Twilight shrugged. “Whatever you think is best,” she said.

Lotus nodded, and gestured into the massage parlor. “S-Shall we?” she said, only partially managing to keep the excited quaver out of her voice.

Twilight nodded and followed her into the parlor. She set herself down on the table, laying face down and relaxing, spreading her wings slightly. Lotus, in the meantime, was preparing some massage oils and trying not to hyperventilate. The object of her desire was on the table, just waiting for her touch. And if what Rarity told her was true, then she could finally live out her desires...

“Are you sure you're okay?” Twilight asked, looking over to her worriedly.

Lotus managed to smile. “Forgive me,” she said, “but it is rare that I get to work on an alicorn. Celestia and Luna only come every so often, and you yourself haven't been here since your transformation, milady.”

Twilight blinked. “I haven't?” she said, frowning. “I'm sorry. You ponies give quality service, I should really come here more.”

Lotus shivered softly. “A royal endorsement would give our business a boost,” she said, coming over and gently pouring the warmed oils onto Twilight's back. The spa pony took a deep breath to calm herself, and began to work her own personal magic.

Earth ponies (barring a certain pink reality warper, that is) tend to lack the flashier magic of unicorns and pegasi. For most of the breed, it tends to manifest internally. In the Apple family, in manifests as tremendous physical strength and a natural talent for growing that allows their farms to have a near-monopoly on the apple trade in Equestria. For the aforementioned pink reality warper's family, it manifests in their ability to farm rocks in a manner that produces ultra-rare, high quality gems.

For Lotus? Her magic was her touch. With just the slightest contact through her hooves, she could tell where the tensest spots on a pony's body were, and knew instinctively what she needed to do to relieve that tension. In addition, if Lotus concentrated, she could generate warmth in her hooves to help her touch be even more relaxing. It was a talent she and Aloe both shared, making the two of them excellent massage therapists.

Even now, she slowly, lovingly worked at the muscle groups in Twilight's back, focusing on the area around her wings, the warmth of her hooves pulsing through the tired alicorn's body. “My my, Princess,” Lotus said. “So tense...”

Twilight practically melted into her touch, feeling the tension flow out of her muscles. “Yeah... Lot of bureaucratic stuff lately...” she said. “Plus I have a two month time limit left on another project...”

Lotus smiled gently. “I wouldn't worry so much, my lady,” she said. “One as beautiful and wonderful shall have the solution come to you on its own...”

Twilight, being Twilight, didn't catch the meaning. She simply relaxed into Lotus's expert touch, shuddering in delight. “Mmmm, that's wonderful...” she said softly, smiling warmly.

“I am always happy to provide you with my best service, my lady,” Lotus said softly, blushing a little as she felt the tension flow out of Twilight's muscles as she worked them about. She gently worked her wings over, Twilight quivering in delight as Lotus's expert hooves massaged her, the Earth pony gently grooming them as well.

She bit her lip after finishing Twilight's wings, taking a breath to calm herself. “My lady? I wish to try something new today. Would you please lay on your back?” Lotus asked.

Twilight, completely trusting, flipped over, wincing as she briefly caught her wing underneath herself, bending it the wrong way. She grinned sheepishly.

Lotus smiled. “It happens to many of our pegasus customers when they turn over sometimes. Do not concern yourself,” she said.

Twilight nodded, and lay back on the table, her wings spread slightly, her forelegs lightly curled up against her chest, her eyes closed. Lotus gulped, wiping the nervous sweat off of her brow, and began to massage her anew. She had to do this delicately. If she scared her off now, she might never get her chance to prove her adoration for the alicorn princess. Gently, she first started on Twilight's wings, gently caressing them. She groomed them, gently tugging out loose and broken feathers with her teeth, bringing out a brush and a cleaning spray, giving the undersides of the wings a full grooming. She then paused, staring at Twilight's chest, the alicorn smiling at the treatment, her eyes closed.

Lotus, the mundane part of the job done, took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. This was every dream she's ever had coming true. The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Time to collect her treasure...

She gently straddled Twilight's body, gently rubbing her hooves along Twilight's chest, making the alicorn blush. Slowly, she worked her way down to Twilight's hips, gently spreading her hind legs. Lotus stared at the alicorn's marehood, licking her lips at the sight of the soft, pink folds. Twilight frowned a little, and started to look up, confused.

“Lotus...?”

“Ssh, mistress,” Lotus said. “Trust in me, and I will bring you the greatest of pleasure...”

Twilight nodded, and lay back down, ever trusting. As she did, however, a thought occurred to her. Wait, did she just call me Mistress?

Then all thought vanished as she gasped in pleasure, Lotus slowly trailing gentle kisses down her belly, moving towards her nether-regions. The Earth pony masseuse was amazed how soft Twilight's fur was, almost like velvet. Are all alicorns like this? Or just her?

She gently caressed Twlight's flanks and rump, her warmed hooves hitting all the right spots, each touch sending a shiver of pleasure through Twilight's body. Come on, Lotus thought, staring down at Twilight's steadily moistening marehood, where is it?

“Oh Lotus...” Twilight moaned, squirming about on the table. “That feels wonderful...”

Lotus grinned. “I will bring you pleasure, my mistress,” she said, resuming her kisses, slowly descending. “It is my place to do so,” she said. “For I am your servant, your loyal, willing slave.”

She knows! Twilight realized. She found out somehow... and she's WILLING!

Any further thought on the matter vanished under a thrill of pleasure as she felt a soft, gentle lick to her folds.

Lotus licked her lips in desire. Delicious! she thought. Glorious! The taste was better than she could have ever imagined. I must have more.

The light blue Earth pony's tongue delved deep into Twilight's petals, the alicorn's hips bucking upwards convulsively. Twilight's clitoris began to emerge under Lotus's ministrations, the masseuse grinning delightedly. There it is... she thought. My treasure...

A low moan of desire escaped the alicorn princess's lips as Lotus began to lick at the sensitive nub, pleasure flowing through her body like electricity, the Earth pony's hooves caressing her flanks and rump almost lovingly. “Oh... f-fuck, Lotus...”

Lotus shivered, her own entrance dripping with desire as she had her tongue dance about Twilight's marehood, deftly teasing both her dripping wet entrance and her clitoris. Lotus took a deep breath of Twilight's musky scent, groaning in desire.

“Please...” Twilight begged. “Almost... there...” She was so close. The pleasure was building up in her body like a thunderhead.

“As my mistress commands,” Lotus said. Twilight felt a quiver of pleasure shoot through her at Lotus's words, one hoof coming down to press the Earth pony's head down into her crotch. Lotus eagerly let her mistress push her down, delving all the deeper into Twilight's marehood, her nose rubbing against the engorged nub at its tip.

“Y-Yes! Agh... YYYYESS!” Twilight screamed. Her marehood's inner muscles clenched, Twilight pressing down harder on Lotus's head as she came hard, her fluids gushing over Lotus's muzzle. The Earth pony, closing her eyes in delight, eagerly lapped up the precious juices, savoring the musky, womanly taste.

Twilight, panting for breath, giggled happily, fluttering her wings. “Wow... oh, wow oh wow...” she said. She gave Lotus an amused look, the Earth pony still between her legs, a sheepish, adoring expression on her face. “Okay. I'm fairly certain that you just molesting me like that illegal.”

Lotus cringed. She hadn't thought of that...

Twilight smiled. “However, I'm gonna let it slide this time. For several reasons. One, because that felt SO DAMN GOOD,” she said. “

Lotus stood up slowly, licking her lips, trying to get more of Twilight's fluids. “I... sometimes, we give 'extra' service to clients that we trust implicitly. Rarity is on that very short list, my lady.”

Twilight grinned and shifted so that she was laying on her side, motioning for Lotus to come closer. Lotus, blushing, suddenly very aware of the burning in her own loins, came towards her princess, smiling. Twilight smirked.

“I'm guessing Rarity's how you found out I was looking for harem slaves, then,” Twilight said.

Lotus nodded. “Yes, mistress. Rarity was still somewhat taken aback by your offer, and when I heard...” she blushed brightly, squirming. “I have desired you for so long, my lady. I have desired you ever since you first came to our spa, desires that have since turned into a need to serve you, to be dominated by you... I have never been able to work up the courage to confess my adoration until today...”

Twilight grinned, her tail flicking about. “Well, that answers my next question...” she said softly. “Are you sure your want this? You'd have to share me. Plus, the one who joined me before you I am giving authority over all who join after, save for Rarity and my other four best friends should they accept my offer.”

Lotus blushed. “My lady... To serve you, to pleasure you at your desire... I would accept any price...” she said softly.

Twilight could smell how aroused Lotus was. She was impressed, very admiring of the masseuse's self control. She wasn't sure that she'd be able to keep herself from throwing herself on her were their positions reversed. And Lotus's submissive talk was an exquisite turn-on.

The alicorn licked her lips. “Do you really want this, Lotus? You will be mine in every possible way. Your legal status will be 'possession.' Everything that you own will become mine, including your half of the deed to this place,” she said.

Lotus took a deep breath, smiling. “My lady... I have wanted this for years...” she said with complete assurance in her voice, bowing before Twilight.

Twilight shuddered. To have someone be so submissive to her... she had no idea how thrilling it would be. “Well then,” she said, a devilish grin coming to her face. Her horn began to glow, Lotus eeping in surprise as she found herself suddenly lifted off the ground, a magical aura covering her, pinning her forelegs to her side. Blushing as she felt her hind legs get spread apart, baring her dripping went cunny to Twilight, Lotus squirmed a little, an excited grin coming to her face.

“You are mine now,” Twilight said, turning Lotus in midair so that her Cutie Mark was facing her. She touched her horn to the lotus flower, a blue ring forming around it, connecting in a lock similar to Twilight's own Cutie Mark.

Lotus shivered. She was Twilight's slave girl now, her sex toy. The thought excited her even further.

Twilight turned her around again, smirking. She pressed her hoof into the Earth pony's dripping marehood, her clitoris fully engorged and standing out against the soft, pink petals. Lotus moaned in pleasure, trying to move her hips to work in Twilight's hoof deeper.

The alicorn grinned. “Time to reward you for a job well done, my slave,” she said.

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Front office...
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There were no clients scheduled to come in at the moment, the one client they did have before Twilight currently relaxing in a hot tub, so Aloe was taking the time to catch up on some bookkeeping. She grinned slightly, having been listening to Twilight moaning in desire for the past few minutes. As things were quiet now, she assumed everything had gone well.

And then she started to hear Lotus moaning, a high-pitched squeal of pleasure that startled her so much that she dropped her pen. She blushed, grinning, and tried to get back to work, but the sounds of her sister moaning in desire were invariably distracting.

After a few minutes of this, Aloe finding herself squirming in her seat unconsciously to try and relieve a building warmth, Lotus let out an excited wail of desire, one that quickly trailed off. After a few minutes more, Twilight came out, wiping her face off with a towel.

She smiled pleasantly, and tossed the towel to Aloe, who caught it deftly as she stared at the alicorn. “I had a great time,” Twilight said, “But I think I'll forgo the hot tub today. After all that, I need something to eat, to building back up my energy.”

Aloe nodded numbly.

“Would you tell her to stop by my house an hour before sunset?” Twilight asked. “Thanks again.” And with that, she strode out of the spa, leaving a stunned Aloe behind the desk. As soon as the door finished closing, she zipped out of the room and into the massage parlor to check on her twin.

She found her laying on the massage table, a blissed-out expression on her face, her mane and tail frazzled. Aloe grinned widely, shaking her head.

“Oh wow...” she said, noticing the change to her sister's Cutie Mark. “Looks like you got your wish and then some, dearest sister.”

Lotus just nodded, unable to stop grinning.

Aloe giggled. “When you're able to move again, get cleaned up. We don't have many clients today, but we do have some. Also, your Mistress commands that you to be at her house an hour before sunset.”

Lotus nodded again, trying and failing to push herself upright.

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Elsewhere in town...
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She came to me. I'm looking for people willing to become my sex slaves, and one just comes to me, Twilight thought, marveling. Two did, if you count Derpy. She giggled excitedly. She never really thought of herself as all that pretty, and Derpy's reasons for joining her were personal, but Lotus... Lotus had apparently been adoring her from afar ever since she came to Ponyville!

There's a boost to the old self-confidence, Twilight thought, just barely resisting the urge to start hopping gleefully.

She walked up to Sugarcube Corner, surprised to find that Pinkie Pie wasn't in. Mr. and Mrs. Cake were, however, the two of them grinning widely when they saw her.

“Oh!” Mrs. Cake said, “Princess! Good, we were wanting to see you!”

Twilight blinked. “You were?” she said, quirking her head in confusion.

Mr. Cake nodded, turning the 'Open' sign to 'Closed, be back shortly ' “Yes. We just sent Pinkie Pie out on a playdate with the twins, so we could speak to you in private. Would you mind coming upstairs with us?”

Twilight frowned and then for a moment. And then she began to grin. Don't tell me that THEY are... She nodded, and let the Cakes lead her upstairs. As they did, they began to talk to her.

“Y'see, Princess,” Mr. Cake started, “Cup and I are happily married. And as the twins should suggest, we have a fairly active sex life. But it's not what you usually might think for a married couple.”

Mrs. Cake held the door to an upstairs living room open for her. “Carrot and I like to... experiment a little. Keep our sex life fresh, and interesting. Most recently, we went through a cuckolding phase. I would bring home a stallion or mare to have fun with, letting Carrot watch, and he'd do the same. That would get us both worked up for each other later, after our date for the evening left.”

Twilight, as she sat down on the couch Carrot motioned to, blinked, visibly surprised by this. She never would have figured the two for the kinky types.

Mr. Cake began pouring her tea. Twilight accepted it politely, sipping it as Mr. and Mrs. Cake sat down on either side of her.

“We had some good times,” Mr. Cake said, smiling wistfully. “We decided to stop, though, after this one jerk of a unicorn decided to poke a hole in the condom.”

“Our one rule,” Mrs. Cake said, shaking her head, “and he decided to break it.”

Twilight froze, the implications of this hitting her hard. “So you're saying that...” she started.

“I am Pound and Pumpkin's father,” Mr. Cake said firmly. “That other jerk is just the one who knocked my honey bun up.” He huffed, jutting out his chest. “I'm the baker, only I get to put buns in Cup's oven.”

Both Twilight and Mrs. Cake facehoofed at that, giggling.

Mr. Cake thought for a moment, and added, “Well... if we're going through with this, I suppose the next person to get my sweetie drop preggers is whomever you say, Princess.”

Twilight nodded, sipping her tea and setting it down. “I guessed we were working up to that,” she said. “But... why?”

Mr. Cake shrugged. “Cup and I like to have a little spice in our marriage, make things a little kinky. Our hearts belong to each other, but we like to share our bodies around.”

Mrs. Cake grinned, nuzzling up close to Twilight. “And this sounds exquisitely kinky,” she said, blushing a little and licking Twilight's cheek.

Twilight blushed. And two more just fall right into my hooves, she thought idly. “This... This isn't just some sex game,” Twilight said. “If you go through with it, you both and everything you own will belong to me for the rest of your lives. That means Sugarcube Corner as a whole will be mine.”

Mr. Cake snuggled in close to her as well, gently running his long tongue across her horn teasingly. Twilight shuddered in pleasure. “We're both well aware of that. We can think of worse mares to belong to,” he said.

Mrs. Cake licked Twilight's horn as well, the alicorn shivering in delight again. “And in case you doubt our qualifications, Mistress...” the baker said, chuckling, “Well, you're about to get a sneak preview of what we can do for you.”

And before Twilight could ask what that meant, both Mr. and Mrs. Cake went to town on her horn. Twilight groaned, shuddering in delight as spasms of pleasure shot through her body, each lick and suckle of the ridged appendage sending delightful jolts through her body. As the two Earth ponies held Twilight close, they expertly pleasured her horn, their tongues slurping up and down the length, the husband and wife practically making out with each other, Twilight's horn between them both as they ran their hooves all over Twilight's body. One of Twilight's hind legs began to spasm, kicking like a dog getting a tummy rub as her horn was pleasured.

Little known fact: unicorn horns are extremely sensitive. They have to be, as they're a focus for magic. It's why simply striking it, even lightly, can disrupt any spell being cast. And any stimulation to it cause cause things to happen as well. Negative stimulation, be it physical or mental, causes bad things to happen. And pleasurable stimulation, such as from two highly experienced tongues slurping up and down the length of the horn, teasing the small cluster of nerves at the base of it... well...

Twilight magiculated hard, crying out in pleasure as her horn began to produce a creamy, clear substance that gushed out over the faces of the two bakers. Mr. and Mrs. Cake grinned at each other, and began making out, licking the sweet, creamy substance, which had the consistency of cake frosting and a distinct strawberry flavor, off of each other's faces.

“Oh wow...” Twilight said, panting. “That was... wow...”

“And to think, Princess,” Mrs. Cake said, “That was just your horn.”

“Imagine what we could do for the rest of your body,” Mr. Cake teased.

Twilight, still slightly dazed from the sudden hornjob, grinned widely. “Stop by my place an hour before sunset. I'll be sure to get you both properly initiated,” she said as she stood up.

Mr. Cake traded grins with his wife. “Many thanks, Mistress,” he said.

“Oh, and since Sugarcube Corner is yours now,” Mrs. Cake said, “feel free to take anything you want to eat. On the house.”

Twilight nodded, giving both of them a deep, passionate kiss. She went downstairs, leaving Mr. Cake and Mrs. Cake to themselves.

“Looks like we're in, sugar lumps,” Mr. Cake said, snuggling up to his wife, who smiled, resting her head on his chest. “Can you imagine what she's going to do to us this evening?” he added, grinning eagerly.

Mrs. Cake was almost purring. “Can you imagine what she's going to make us do...” she offered, licking her lips and stroking her husband's sheath. Mr. Cake grinned widely, shivering in delight as his stallionhood began to emerge.

Twilight, for her part, was unaware of the impending oral sex between husband and wife, grabbed a couple donuts from a display case and trotted out the door.

She strutted. She couldn't help it. That's four harem slaves she had now, all with minimal to no effort. And as she thought about it, she realized that she now had a personal masseuse and two personal pastry chefs now.

“All the studs, they see me rollin' rollin,'” she said, paraphrasing a song she had heard Spike listening to earlier in the week. “They see me rollin,' they hatin.'” She managed to strut for a few moments more, before collapsing in a fit of giggles, feeling utterly silly for singing that ridiculous song. She shook her head, and spread her wings, deciding to go for a quick fly to clear her head and relax, when she heard a voice behind her.

“Twilight? Princess, if'n y'all don't mind, ah'd like t'have a word with you,” said a gruff male voice with a very distinctive accent.

She turned, seeing the massive Big Macintosh standing there behind her. “Sure, Big Mac. I've always got time for a friend. What's up?”

He shook his head. “Not here,” he said, smirking. “Come back to the farm with me. We'll talk along the way.”

Twilight's eyes widened, a slow grin coming to her face. Don't tell me... him too? This was turning out to be a magnificent day for the alicorn princess. She trotted up to Big Macintosh's side, the two of them heading back to Sweet Apple Acres.

“So ah heard you're lookin' for people who're willin' to become yer sex slaves,” Big Macintosh said, deciding to be blunt and up front about things.

Twilight blushed. “Yeah... It's actually going pretty well so far! I'm almost a fifth of the way done just today!” she said.

Big Macintosh nodded. “Y'all have done a lot of good in this here town,” he said. “Heroes tend to be attractive to everypony.” He chuckled, and added, “You should hear some of the stuff ah've heard some fellers say about mah sister.”

“And then you let them know you were there and gave them a heart attack, right?” Twilight said, chuckling.

“Eeyup,” he said, chortling. “Fantasizin's fine, but ah ain't lettin' nopony hurt mah sister. 'Specially the way those varmints were discussin' 'bout actually doin.'”

“You and my brother would get along quite well, I think,” Twilight said, remembering a similar incident in college, Shining Armor blasting a stallion that had been aggressively accosting her several blocks away.

“Depends on your definition of get along,” Big Macintosh said, smirking. As they walked, apple trees began to surround them as they got closer to the Sweet Apple Acres homestead. Big Macintosh led her out into the orchard, towards a large, empty barn. “Y'all probably guessed why ah'm talkin' with you right now.”

Twilight nodded. “You want to join my harem,” she said.

“Well...” Big Macintosh said, looking thoughtful. “Sorta. Ah want t'have sex with you. Ah like sex. And bein' a sex slave means ah'll get sex a lot.”

Twilight just stared at him. Big Macintosh chuckled. “Ah ain't the type who goes braggin' about his conquests. But mah bedposts do have several notches in them. Ah even had both of the Cakes at once when they was more into cuckoldin.' Though ah couldn't bring mahself to go with makin' fun o'Carrot while makin' out with his wife, going with the whole routine. So ah just talked the two of them into a threesome.”

Twilight grinned. “Well that was nice of you,” he said.

“There's very little ah won't do to get laid. Mare, stallion, if they're willing and an adult, then ah'm more than willin' to compromise for our mutual enjoyment,” Big Macintosh said. “But above all else, ah'm a gentleman. Ah know I'm bigger than most between m'legs, but ah won't never belittle a stallion for bein' smaller than me. It just ain't in me t'do so.”

Twilight nodded, liking Big Macintosh more and more. Unconsciously, though, she found herself glancing back to his thick, muscular flanks, staring to wonder just how big he was between his legs...

Big Macintosh smirked, nudging her to get her attention. She blushed, coughing, and said, “So... you're doing this not because you want to be a sex slave, but because you know you're getting guaranteed sex out of it?”

Big Macintosh nodded. “Pretty much. You okay with that, yer highness?” he asked.

Twilight just smiled. “Derpy joined me because she needed help paying off her debts. Lotus joined me because she's had a crush on me for ages, apparently. And the Cakes joined me because they're a pair of pervs who get off on the idea and want to 'spice up their marriage.'”

Big Macintosh laughed. “Eeyup, that sounds like them!” he said.

Twilight giggled. “Really, the reasons don't matter. If you're willing to help me with this, I'll gladly accept you as a sex slave. And I'll make sure you're well treated for doing so.” A mischievous smirk crossed her face. “Of course, I'll expect you to treat me even better.”

Big Macintosh snickered. “Oh, ah think ah can manage, 'oh heavenly Mistress.'”

The two of them reached the barn, Big Macintosh gesturing grandly to Twilight. Twilight giggled and strutted in. When Big Macintosh didn't follow, she turned around, concerned.

“Ah'll *ngh* join you in a minute, Twilight,” Big Macintosh said, standing just out of her view. “Just wanna *ooh* let you see what you'll be gettin' when you got me as a sex slave.”

Twilight blushed, realizing that Big Macintosh was masturbating to get himself fully erect for her. After a minute or so, Big Macintosh gasped softly and slowly came around, balancing himself on the barn door to stand on his hind legs, showing off his impressive stallionhood, the thick, pink rod reaching up his belly.

“Hnghck...” Twilight managed, her eyes going wide. For a brief, wild moment, she thought she heard a cash register going off. And amazingly, despite how tired she was from both Lotus and the Cakes earlier, she felt herself getting aroused again, a warmth building in her loins as she stared at the stallion's impressive length. “H-Huge...”

Big Macintosh smirked. NEVER get tired of hearing that, he thought. “You ever have a stallion inside you before?” he asked, almost conversationally. His eyes wandered over Twilight's shapely body, at her perfect round rump, her slightly soft librarian's figure that gave Big Macintosh the impression of plushness.

Twilight shook her head, finding her throat suddenly dry as she stared hungrily as Big Macintosh's massive member. “When... When I was training with Princess Luna... she used strap-ons... I lost my hymen to them, but none of them were this big...”

Big Macintosh chuckled. “Well, shoot,” he said, letting himself drop to all fours again. “Toys can't really compare to th'real thing. It's fine for mares who're just into mares, but judging by the look on yer face, you're definitely interested in what ah have t'offer.”

Twilight nodded numbly. Big Macintosh sauntered up to her, and whispered into her ear. “Then let's skip the foreplay, shall we? Ah can tell mah Mistress-to-be needs herself a nice hard hunk of meat inside her. And ah'm the sort of gentleman who's more than willin' to oblige.”

Big Macintosh's hot breath on her ear sent shivers of pleasure through the alicorn. She nodded, unconsciously going down on her foreknees, lifting her rump into the air, her tail held to one side, leaving her dripping marehood bare. Big Macintosh smirked, and got behind her, hefting his massive bulk on top of her.

Twilight shivered, feeling his massive weight on top of her, pinning her to the ground, her wings pinned to her side, of his strong, manly smell, and oh goodness that thing slipping into her is so very, very big...

Tight, Big Macintosh thought as he fully sheathed his thick stallionhood into Twilight's slick passage. He heard her let out a startled squeak, clearly taken off guard by how full she was now. He bit his lip, shivering in pleasure as he slowly pulled himself part of the way out, Twilight letting out a moan of frustration, and then thrusting back in hard. He began to work up a steady rhythm, pounding his massive manhood into Twilight's tight, clenching tunnel over and over, groaning softly.

“Sssooo biiggg...” Twilight moaned, bracing herself against the floor as best she could as Big Macintosh pounded his massive maleness into her. Surges of pleasure flowered through her body, pulsing in time with each thrust into her heavily slickened passage. So deep within her was Big Macintosh thrusting that she could feel his balls slapping up against her with each thrust. She had often wondered what it would be like to rut with a man, but had no idea it would feel so... so deliciously primal. This wasn't the sweet, tender-lovemaking from earlier with Lotus, or yesterday with Derpy. This was rutting, plain, primal, and simple.

And it felt damn good.

Big Macintosh whinnied softly. “Tw-Twilight...” he said, still keeping up his steady rhythm of thrusts into her sex. “G-Gonna cum soon...”

Twilight nodded, moaning. The warmth and pressure was building inside her, begging for release, getting stronger with each thrust. “Y-Yeah... Me too...”

“Y-You want me to pull out when I cum?” he said. As good as her tight, gripping marehood felt, he knew even in his lust-addled haze that some mares didn't like it if he came inside them.

Twilight shook her head vigorously. “No! Keep... Keep pounding it into me!” she begged, pressing her hips back up against his thrusting maleness. “I want to feel your cum unloading inside me!”

Big Macintosh grinned. Never let it be said that ah'm unwilling to oblige a lady, he thought. He began to thrust faster, Twilight's moans scaling up to a whinny of pleasure as she came hard. Her internal muscles clamped down hard, her fluids gushing out over Big Macintosh's member. The sudden increase in tightness set him off as well, his thick seed gushing deep inside the alicorn as he thrust himself hard into her, letting out his own lustful whinny.

The two tired, happy ponies collapsed as their climaxes faded, Twilight nuzzling into Big Macintosh as he lay on top of her. “Oh wow...” she said softly.

“Real thing better than toys?” Big Macintosh added, gently kissing her on the cheek.

“Most definitely,” Twilight almost purred. “Definitely glad you're joining me.”

“Ah aim t'please, Mistress,” Big Macintosh said, grinning.

Twilight giggled. “I have a few more things to do today. Meet me at my place an hour before sunset. We'll get you properly initiated as one of my harem boys them,” she said. “Sound good?”

Big Macintosh nodded. “Eeyup.”

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An hour before Sunset...
Golden Oaks Library...
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

“Spike?” Twilight asked as she polished her regalia in her bedroom. “What's on my itinerary for tonight?”

Spike sorted through some files on a table, and nodded, pulling out a manilla folder and opening it. “Huh. Short night tonight,” he said. “Just one tonight.”

Twilight blinked. “Really?” she asked, confused. “Who?”

Spike snickered. “Blueblood again. He's still trying to make it illegal to use cakes as projectile weapons.”

Twilight gagged. “Gah. Automatic no. AGAIN,” she said. “Forget this. Send my answer to the guards, and tell them I'm canceling tonight's Dusk Court. I refuse to waste my time on him.”

Spike giggled, and wrote a quick letter, addressing it to the guards at Palace of Friendship instead of Celestia and Luna. He breathed on it, sending the letter to its destination, and was about to say something else, when the sound of somepony knocking on the door interrupted him.

Twilight grinned, flying down to the door and opening.

Derpy, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, Lotus, and Big Macintosh were standing there, Derpy looking amazed.

“You got Big Macintosh?!” she asked, incredulous.

Twilight nodded, giggling. “Eeyup. And all the rumors are true,” she said.

Derpy's jaw dropped. Lotus turned to Big Macintosh, surprised, as Mr. and Mrs. Cake traded knowing looks. Big Macintosh just grinned lazily.

Spike looked over the group as they came in, and smirked. “...So I take it I no longer have to worry about you not having a love life?” he quipped.

Twilight blushed, pulling out a small bag of bits. “Definitively not,” the alicorn said. “Now go to the movies.”

Spike snickered. “You sure two hours will be enough?” he teased.

“Apple Bloom's been askin' after him from time t'time,” Big Macintosh offered. “Ah'm sure Granny and AJ wouldn't mind having him sleep over.”

Spike looked thoughtful for a moment. “Sure, why not?” he said. “The Crusaders have been acting real affectionate around me recently.” He started out of the door, muttering, “Come to think of it, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon have been a lot nicer lately, too. Especially if I'm around...”

Twilight shook her head, blushing. Once Spike was out the door, she shut it and cast a soundproofing spell over the entire house. “Okay,” she said. “Time for the six of us to have some fun.”

TO BE CONTINUED...