//------------------------------// // Cutie Marks in WHAT?! // Story: Burnt Orange Juice // by Mike the Red //------------------------------// "What'd they do that for? Didn't they already see me in school earlier?" I asked the filly as we neared the clubhouse. "Well -- your mane and tail were styled differently -- but now you look just like me! Hang on a minute, I'll go talk to them," she replied nonchalantly, though a giggle escaped her lips at their reaction. She climbed the steps to the door and opened it, then disappeared inside. I waited a few moments, though I heard some laughter coming from inside before the door opened and the three fillies made their way down to meet me. The pale yellow one with the red ribbon in her mane greeted me first. "Ummm, hi! Yer Aurora, right?" she asked. "Sorry about earlier -- I thought ya looked different." "Hey, Apple Bloom, that's cool -- I'm probably gonna get that a lot," I chuckled. "I think it's cool to meet you, Aurora! I had no idea Sweetie had a twin sister!" Scootaloo exclaimed excitedly. "I was worried you might be a changeling when you came trotting alongside Sweetie -- you look just like her!" "I've heard there's been some trouble with changelings around here lately -- I hope they're gone and won't be back anytime soon," I said, glancing around nervously, a worried look on my face. "Twilight and the others got rid of them -- they won't be back soon at all!" Sweetie chuckled. "Okay, now that we're all here, we can go crusading for our cutie marks! Since you're new here, Aurora, do you have any suggestions?" "Hmm. Haven't you tried asking Twilight or Pinkie Pie or some of the others for some advice?" I asked. "Yeah, but they're always busy! They hardly have time for us and they tell us our cutie marks will come naturally when we discover our special talents!" Apple Bloom replied, mentally recalling their previous attempts, annoyance evident in her tone. "Well, what do you usually do to have some fun around here?" I asked. The fillies grinned at me in response and put me on Scootaloo's scooter. The pegasus filly rode me towards the back of the barn at the farm. "I didn't know we were so close to the farm," I mused as we scootered along, the other two fillies galloping to keep pace. "Um, why are we going here?" "You said you wanted to see what we do for fun -- we're gonna show you!" Scootaloo chirped as she brought the scooter to a stop. The other two trotted slowly to catch their breath, though the wide smiles on their faces gave me a sense that something was up. I glanced to my left to see what they were looking at and noticed a rather large mud puddle not far from where we stopped. As soon as I noticed it and saw the malevolent intent in their eyes, I expressed shock and surprise. "No! You're not gonna put me in that!" I protested vehemently before they picked me up and carried me to the puddle, dropping me unceremoniously into it. My body splashed heavily as the fillies giggled and joined me in the mud puddle -- which seemed to be a lot bigger than I had initially thought. "Um, why are you doing this?" I asked meekly as they surrounded me and closed the distance. Without saying a word, each of them grabbed hoof-fulls of mud and began smearing it on my body, my sides, my back, my mane, my tail, my ears -- they circled me as they smeared the mud on my body, giggling and laughing loudly. "Oh, it's like that, is it?" I asked as I grabbed a couple of hoof-fulls of mud and tried to smear it on the nearest filly to me -- Apple Bloom was the closest and my hooves made contact with her left side. She shrieked in mock terror and giggled and laughed as my hooves smeared mud on her sides and slipped to her flanks before I lost contact with her. She giggled uncontrollably as she grabbed more mud in her hooves and smeared it on my right side before she lunged at me and pinned me under her belly. "HAH! Now I've gotcha!" she giggled as she straddled my back and pushed my head down, getting my neck and chin coated in mud. Her attempt to do this caused her to slide forward a little on my back, the mud squooshing beneath me. "Hey, AB, let me ride her!" Sweetie Belle giggled as the two exchanged places. My hind legs had slid out behind me, my forelegs splayed out in front of me, my belly practically buried in the mud as the muddy unicorn filly now straddled my back. Her hind legs rested against my flanks and she began to bounce up and down on me, her weight causing mud to squoosh between my hind legs. The sound made by this activity caused the filly to giggle and laugh and the other two goaded her to bounce faster on me. Each time I tried to rise to my hooves as she bounced up, the force of gravity pulled her back down on me, the mud squooshing and squelching loudly between my haunches as she pushed me back down. I had no traction in the mud, my hind hooves still trapped behind me as she continued to bounce. I felt a tingling sensation in my gut and the faint stirrings of warmth beginning to build in my loins as I felt the coolness and wetness of the mud against the insides of my haunches. "Uh, Sweetie Belle, don't you think you should stop?" I asked meekly. My breathing became a little more shallow as I tried to resist the almost instinctive sensation of pleasure building inside me. The sensation of the mud squooshing between my haunches added to the intensity of the pleasure my brain was recording. She maintained her rhythm, a regular interval of about a second between each bounce. Squoosha squoosha squoosha squoosha squoosha went the mud as she bounced on me, the mud splattering out from my sides and between my hind legs. "Mmmh, not yet, Aurora! Let me bounce on you a little bit longer!" she replied, her breathing coming almost in ragged gasps as she continued to bounce on my back, the mud squooshing loudly as she seemed to speed up her movement. The squooshing noises got louder as she bounced faster, perhaps because my weight pressing down against the mud caused the air trapped between my belly and the mud itself to be forced out more swiftly, which amplified the sound. This seemed to excite the filly as much as it did me, but I was helpless to stop her as she bounced. "Come on, SB! Go faster!" Apple Bloom exclaimed, further goading the filly, who seemed to comply with the request. I could feel a forbidden excitement welling up inside me -- instinctively I knew what was going on was wrong and that I should stop her before it went too far. There was a part of me that wanted to cry out to stop her, but another part of me that was beginning to enjoy this -- it felt weird, but good as well. I could not control the animal side of my mind which was telling me to let her keep going. "Unh, Sweetie, unh, please, unh -- I'm not, unh, supposed to be, unh --" I began as my body began tensing up in anticipation of something. I wanted to stop this -- I knew it was wrong -- but I was trapped under her weight and could not regain my poise as she bounced a little bit faster. I silently cursed myself for having thought I could join them without getting muddy. "Oooh, not just yet!" she said as she started bouncing up and down on me even faster, the squooshing and squelching noises of the mud as it splattered out from my sides and my hindquarters only intensifying the sensation building up within my loins. I sensed her body stiffening up in anticipation of her climax, something which messed with my mind at this point -- it seemed to short-circuit on me as I almost involuntarily moaned in response. "Oooooooooooooooooh," I moaned, the low tone seeming to push the filly over her edge as well. I succumbed to the intensity of the pleasure, my body shuddering as it took me. "Mmmmmh, I'm sorry, I wasn't supposed to enjoy that," I stated between gasps for breath. I felt the filly's body tense and shudder on my back before she fell off and into the puddle on her back, moaning in pleasure and gasping for breath herself as she took a few moments to ride out her climax. "But you did, didn't you, Aurora?" the filly giggled, the others also giggling at my reaction. I could only nod my head dumbly in response, eliciting more giggles. "You don't do that all the time, do you?" I asked as I tried to regain some of my composure. "What are we going to tell Rarity or Twilight? They're going to be furious!" "Tell them you helped us try to get our cutie marks in making mud pies," Sweetie Belle replied nonchalantly. "That was fun! We should totally do that again some time!" "Um, I don't think that's such a good idea, Sweetie," I replied as I noticed a certain tawny orange mare with a Stetson hat atop her head and a grim scowl on her face approach us. "Now what in tarnation are y'all doin' in there?" she asked, glaring daggers at us. "We was tryin' t' get our cutie marks in makin' mud pies, sis," Apple Bloom replied, giggling softly. I glanced up at the mare to see her chuckle and shake her head in disbelief at us. "C'mon, y'all, looks like Ah've gotta hose y'all off now," she stated. "Follow me, Ah've gotta clean y'all up before y'all can go home. Who's the new filly? This part of your initiation of a new member?" "Her name's Aurora, sis -- and yeah, we initiate new members to our group like that!" "Well, if'n ya say so. C'mon, let's get'cha all hosed off now," Applejack insisted, nodding her head to indicate where to follow her. We all trotted slowly, leaving muddy hoofprints on the grass as we followed her to the back of the house. I caught sight of Big Mac out in the field -- he turned his head to take note of us and returned to his plowing. Granny Smith was sleeping in her rocker and we saw fit to let her get her rest. Once we got to the back of the house, Applejack turned on the water for the hose and began spraying us down with it. The water was fiercely cold, causing us to shiver. "Sorry about that, it always comes out cold like that," the mare offered as she continued to wash us off. It wasn't until I was almost completely washed off that the others gasped upon seeing me. "What's wrong?" I asked, completely oblivious to the fact that they were staring directly at my flanks. "You -- you got your cutie mark!" Sweetie exclaimed. "Not fair!" "Umm, Sweetie, ya mind explainin' ta me why there are two o' ya?" asked Applejack, who dropped the hose, letting the water spray uncontrollably from it. The spray knocked her Stetson off her head, which she immediately fetched, then turned off the water. "Applejack, I'm the one called Aurora, Sweetie's twin sister," I offered, grinning sheepishly. The mare scowled at me, noting my dishonesty, which then caused me to glance around nervously. I hope she doesn't get too angry with me, I silently thought as I tried to formulate a strategy of one sort or another. "That's not yer name, is it?" she asked, glaring harshly at me. "Somethin' tells me yer not who ya say ya are."