Iron Will vs. The Penile Code

What they all came to after...

Discord was thanked for his service to the crowns and his handling of the admittedly unusual situation in court. Though reports told of his capriciousness, illogic and pique that was all dismissed. Discord was Discord and could not have acted any differently. The peaceful and efficient resolution had given him leeway.

Minister Blueblood came back to work, as expected, with his wife pregnant. They somehow managed to pick a screenwriter while never leaving their honeymoon suite or admitting anyone in. 'Minister Melonhead' was the romantic comedy hit of the year and won many notable awards, despite starring no big names.

Rainbow Danger Dash was fired from her position as Twilight Sparkle's security detail when it was discovered that Rainbow Dash had installed toilet-mounted video cameras in the bathroom of her employer's office. Rainbow still does freelance security work for lower-end ponies who don't want a lot of questions asked. She's acquired a collection of hidden camera videos and clops off to them with regularity.

Granny Smith and Grampy Zeke continued their love affair. The family never knew that it was an adulterous affair that was given legal sanction after their marriage. They continued to speak in support of morals and propriety.

Gilda and Trixie continued to work at Bare Mare until they were able to take their money and open a bar. Despite a slow start they eventually built it into a popular night spot that attracted a good class of clientele.

Spike never acknowledged what had changed in him that day at court, but it had happened to him all the same. Discord only made him aware of what he had been considering all along, since his dismissal at the studio.

The dragon took to going home after his days of power-brokering and deal-cutting, sitting down and putting on a Rarity movie. He had become a cuckold. Long distance, true, involving a woman who probably had forgotten he existed, with tops that had not even bothered to keep insulting him after he had stopped trying. But he was subdued, denuded, subjugated and made to see his superiors be with the woman he wanted.

He was shameless in his desperate masturbation in the evenings, not just accepting the Dogs as his superiors but savoring it. Whenever Spike masturbated he wore a dog collar around his neck which said 'Bitch' on it. If the Diamond Dogs overpowered him he could enjoy having them as his surrogates. He was fucking Rarity as they were, and she was getting the best. It was an odd situation, but he had never been more pleased with his sex life.

Applejack gained a new and greater appreciation for her brother. Able to see past her imprinted ideals she realized that her brother had always been a quiet loner, and had never been much for dating because of it. The unspoken understanding they had was that his marriage had never worked, even when they gave every appearance of being deliriously happy. Family expectation had proven to be a potent motivator.

The strange new relationship had allowed them to no longer be bitterly divided. Their teamwork around the farm improved dramatically and the happiness of the family increased all around, though Granny and Grampy didn't change their minds, as they just refused to hear any new explanations. Another new changed came up in the evenings.

After work, when Big Macintosh would settle down for his evening session of pornography, Applejack would join him. Her conversation with Iron Will, as well as realizing that the folks at the studio really knew what a family was, had made her want to see just what it was all about. She had found it to be appealing. So much variety, so many things she had never even known existed or considered before. The two would occupy two different sides of the couch before the television, Big Macintosh watching the hard action while slapping his penis on his belly and stroking with a forehoof, while Applejack focused fully on the mounting of mares and eagerly flicked her clit while working the soft folds of her maresex. They never looked at one another and they never touched one another. The two siblings kept their eyes glued to the tube and enjoyed their simultaneous masturbation. It was innocent, pure, and enjoyable.

Twilight did get into Pinkie's windowless Free Candy van. She gorged herself on delicious fresh-baked cupcakes and all the candy she could stand, while learning about the finer points of creating technically-relevant evidence lists in order to hide vital pieces meant to be overlooked. She also got advice for how to justify nearly any motion and how to get quick-turnaround amicus briefs no matter how short the notice.

Pinkie convinced Twilight to harmlessly experiment with shared genital stimulation and sloppy kissing. Twilight had missed that part of the sorority but had always heard about it. The straight-laced mare was clumsy and imperfect at it, about the only thing in which she hadn't minored. But she did her best and was praised highly for her firm kisses and cute blushes.

Twilight remained mostly frigid and disinterested in the more emotional aspects of carnality, but she found she enjoyed cupcakes, candy, windowless vans and learning. Though Pinkie often grated on her and could lose focus easily she knew all the tricks of the legal trade. She kept coming back for more knowledge and sugar.

In an effort to save face Twilight extended an ultimatum to Hoity Toity. Twilight agreed to withdraw the Penile Code on one condition. She wanted a representative from the studio to travel around schools throughout Equestria and give a presentation on safe sex and proper condom use. In a passive-aggressive act of vengeance on the porn parody, Twilight suggested that the Changeling, Mimic, be the one to address the students about the dangers of STDs.

Hoity was only too happy to get Mimic out of the studio, as he was suspicious that she had been the one who had been stealing anal lube from the supply closet. He wouldn't have her arrested for theft or misuse of company cameras, as long as she agreed to do Twilight's community service and speak in schools.

Hoity and Photo had learned their lessons. Both were no longer afraid of angering the consumers that purchased the porn they produced. Building on the model of the positive pornography they had made with Iron Will and Fluttershy they put forth several plainly consensual and very intimate productions, such as '50 {Dog Days} of Summer', 'Dog and Pony Show' and 'Working Mother', which was actually assembled form candid videos and other materials from the period of Rarity's pregnancy. They all sold decently well and there were no negative feedback cards received.

They continued to lie in a professional capacity regarding the relationship that was not a relationship. It sufficed for them to not recognize it anywhere except when alone. It kept things strong and certain.

The little pup born in court was eventually named Alabaster Trove. General consensus around Bare Mare Studios was that she was absolutely adorable, especially after her eyes and ears opened. Pinkie Pie had won the baby pool, despite no one remembering her actually entering. There was no doubt she had gotten closest to the time and weight and was one of the few to guess 'female'.

Iron Will and Fluttershy's relationship recovered from the bump it had encountered. They had never been timid about public displays of affection or casual touching, but their entire bearings became more relaxed. Oddly enough, the loss of lascivious hunger and erotic overtones was a step up rather than down. The relationship looked more relaxed, more casual and more real.

Neither of them stopped working. They performed admirably, as ever, though reserved all the passion and power for each other. Their performances had attained an even greater strength, which had others commenting about it. The work was good and everyone had a good time.

Rarity leaned forward with a soft moan, meeting Fluttershy's lips in a hot, open-mouthed kiss. Tongues danced within their mouths, cheeks lightly bulging as the slippery muscles swirled and pushed around. Their eyes fluttered closed as they sank into the pleasure of the kiss, Fluttershy's wings slowly spreading out behind her back. The spread showed small gold bands around the bases of her wings.

Fluttershy's hooves slid down along Rarity's flanks, massaging in small circles as she moved up and down over her mother-plump thighs and rear end. The pretty unicorn cooed into the kiss and slowly squirmed. She retaliated with her own hooves, sliding them down along Fluttershy's backside and suddenly lifting her up and forward, using a surge of magic to make it a more forceful move.

The two came together solidly thanks to the action but they couldn't get too close together. Their bellies bumped and pushed against one another. Both were rounded and full, taut from pregnancy. Fluttershy was slightly further along than Rarity but both were showing very clearly. The two eagerly rubbed against one another, bouncing pregnant swells carefully and trying to get their pregnancy-fattened teats to press together, flicking their nipples against each other's.

The belly grinding and the attempt at grinding teats and flicking nipples forced the two to break their kiss, open mouths coming apart with twin gasps and a loud pop. Their tongues swirled around each other and licked over each other's lips for a moment before they pulled back more, to focus on grinding bellies and rubbing teats.

“Rarity, I've never been pregnant before,” Fluttershy said, “Is my baby supposed to kick this much?”

“I think minotaurs are more energetic than puppies, and that's saying something,” Rarity said as she felt Fluttershy's baby kick, “Your child is acting like a bull in a vagina shop.”

Gentle, shuddering moans poured from both of them as they pushed baby-filled swells against one another and had milky mammaries bouncing and pushing against one another. One front hoof moved around behind them as they sat on their haunches, supporting them as they arched their backs to the activity. Their free hooves reached around and under the bellies and teats, pressing up on their juicy mounds.

The fleshy portions on the underside of their hooves worked over each other's clits, mashing and wiggling them like a joystick. The rigid portions of their hooves mashed, pushed and slowly spread out the lips of their vaginas, almost looking like they were preparing to hoof one another. But their hooves remained outside, just massaging and stimulating, drawing loud, wailing moans and panting whimpers of delight.

A small cough from off to the side paused the action, leading both mares to look over to the source, which turned out to be Iron Will and Butch. The two big males were looking good, their coats brushed out and covered in some kind of product that made them shine a bit. Iron Will had changed his silver nose ring for a gold one, along with some laurel vines carved onto his horns. Butch had changed the glowing green gem on his collar for a shining clear one, and had a new collar made of brocaded red velvet with silver studs. Both of the men were wearing overly tight thongs of red lycra.

Iron Will nudged Butch softly and motioned to the mares. “Look at that! You get 'em pregnant, you have at them every day, and they still start trying to hoof each other.”

“It's like we're not even here,” Butch said, with a smile and shake of his head. “What naughty mares we've got here.”

“Oh but you are quite incorrect, both of you,” Rarity said, regaining her composure and giving an offended huff, “How presumptuous of you.”

“It's true,” Fluttershy added softly, giving a soft smile and a deep blush, “You see... we just wanted to make sure we were nice and warm and ready... for the two of you.”

Butch and Iron Will looked to one another, making a few gestures and nodding to one another. “It's a good line,” Butch noted, “Your mare's got me thinking it's true.”

Iron Will slipped his thumbs under the strings of his thong, pulling up to cup and lightly jostle his still-soft organ and hanging testes in the lycra pouch. “She's a good mare and she's always telling the truth. I think they mean it. Come on, don't you trust yours? Here they were making out and bumping teats for us. Doesn't that make you trust them?”

Butch copied the cup-and-shake motion, following it by pulling the garment down, letting his long, partially-hardened cock sway above his loose sac. “No, you're right. I trust her, you trust yours and we get to have a good time.”

Iron Will dropped his own thong, giving his exposed dick a stroke. He took a look at Fluttershy's round belly, and gave a sudden, loud groan, his blue cock leaping up to partial stiffness. “Nnngh! Yea, a damn good time.”

“Come here, come here,” Rarity said to Butch, motioning him over. As soon as he was close enough Rarity reached out with magic and a hoof, stroking the firming organ lovingly. “There we are. Ahh good to know that my gravidity has not stolen the desire I excite in you...” She leaned in and slowly ran her warm, soft tongue in dainty swirls around the peeling-back opening of his foreskin, slowly dipping her tongue down within to flick his glans.

“I hope you don't expect an answer,” Fluttershy said with a giggle, leaning down herself and softly stroking and licking the lightly-throbbing blue minotaur member. “If he's like mine, he can't talk after you start making him feel good.”

“Well now... if his mouth will be useless...” Rarity licked her lips and rose suddenly, wrapping a foreleg around the back of Butch's neck and hooking the opposite hind leg over one hip. Butch solidified the hold by holding her around the waist. She came in for a hard, passionate, tongue-wrestling, saliva-trading kiss, both of them moaning loudly through their joined lips. Rarity had her free forehoof on Butch's organ, working over the head slowly while giving the occasional stroke.

“That's a good idea,” Fluttershy said brightly. She blushed and dipped her head a bit, peeking up at Iron Will from behind the curtain of her mane. “I mean, um, if you'd like to-” Her further comment was smothered off by Iron Will yanking her up into a similarly hard, passionate kiss. Fluttershy was holding on with a single foreleg, using her flapping wings to keep herself up until Iron Will wrapped his arms around her and brought her against his muscular chest. As with Rarity, Fluttershy used her free forehoof to rub, stroke and wiggle Iron Will's rigid rod.

Behind the camera and observing the scene, as ever, were Hoity and Photo, looking greatly pleased with the scene as it went on. “Wunderbar...” Photo said with a smile, adjusting her glasses and sitting back. “Another mashterpiece. The pregnant belliesh, the powerful men, the certitude they created the new livesh. Potency, fertility, combining into fecundity. The ultimate show of male und female shown to the camera und the world.”

Hoity was more focused on the cameras capturing the scene, looking through a small lens at the same angle as the cameras. “Careful, careful... mind the filming,” Hoity said quietly to his camera ponies, watching the scene with a smile. “Make sure you capture the important parts of this scene. Every kiss. Capture for me every last kiss...”