Applejack galloped out from the trees, a horror from another universe in close pursuit. “He’s all yours, Dash!”
We’d been up all night hunting these things down. The sound of the gash opening had woken Fluttershy, who’d been able to contact Discord, who’d grudgingly put up a wall of those weird brick blocks around it. That had held until we’d managed to get ahold of Twilight for a proper shield.
A few of the things from inside the gash had gotten out and scattered into the Everfree. Twi didn’t have any trouble finding them, but humanely returning them to the Bulk was another matter entirely.
I chucked a rock at the thing’s segmented shell, and it stopped cold and turned its eyestalk to look at me.
“Hey, crusty!” I shouted. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?” I took off flying, and it lumbered after me. This one wasn’t as fast as the others had been, but it was big.
I zipped up to the next bend in the forested path, and hurled another rock at it. “C’mon! Pick up the pace! I’m getting away!”
We rounded the corner and came into a clearing. I tore across it, spread out my wings hard to brake, and spun around, but my whoop of triumph died on my lips. The thing was standing on the far side of the clearing, staring at me with what I had to assume was suspicion. It wasn’t going for the bait. Which was me — I was the bait. Celestia’s teats, we’d found a smart one.
“Hey, fish market! You smell like something a griffon would eat!” Kind of racist, I know. I’m sorry, it was a really bad breakup. I shook my hooves at the horror and shouted, “You know you want a piece of me! I threw a rock at you! Two rocks!” but it just lashed its tentacles and stood its ground.
“Fine. You wanna do this the hard way? We’ll do this the hard way.” I dashed back across the clearing, kicked it right in the eyestalk, grabbed a tentacle, and dragged it towards the center of the clearing. I liked this body. It was strong. The thing flopped on its back in the center of the clearing, and there was a soft click, a blaze of light, and suddenly I was spinning gently in midair, suspended along with the horror in a glowing beam of blue energy.
“Twilight!” I yelped, eyeing the monster’s tentacles warily. It didn’t seem to be able to move them, but I wasn’t ready to take any chances.
“Just a second. Just a second.” Twi wiggled out of the underbrush, followed by Fluttershy. AJ, Pinkie, and Rarity came pounding down the path, looking winded and covered in leaves. Seeing that the horror was trapped, Rarity immediately pulled a compact and some lipstick from her saddle clutch and began fixing her makeup.
Twilight’s horn glowed, and she popped me out of the magic circle trap and set me gently on my hooves. “Okay, I think this is the last one.”
“The poor thing looks so scared,” said Fluttershy sweetly. “It must feel so lost. So far from home!”
“Twilight, how is this thing even alive?” I asked. “It doesn’t even look like it has a mouth.”
“They’re energy beings — they don’t take form until they encounter a thinking being,” said Twilight. “After that they look like whatever those beings find most alien and disgusting.” Twilight’s horn glowed as she angled the energy beam towards the gash, which was now blocked by a huge, gleaming purple shield spell.
“Oh, so they’re just misunderstood!” said Fluttershy.
“No, it’s a hunting technique, to induce panic in their prey. These things feed off of the magical energy of sentient creatures.”
“Like Tirek did? Or the changelings?” asked Applejack.
Twilight shook her head. “Changelings just take love. Tirek took powers and identities. These things take everything. When they’re done feeding, all that’s left of you is a little pile of gray dust.”
All of us took a step away from the horror.
The energy beam started to glow brightly. The horror’s eyestalk flicked around nervously. Twi shouted “fire in the hole!”, there was a loud thwump, and the thing was catapulted through a tiny hole that Twilight had made in her shield.
“Do you think that hurt?” asked Fluttershy.
Twilight grinned. “Like a bastard, I hope. It’ll probably be fine, though.”
I rolled my eyes in annoyance. Fluttershy was concerned for the welfare of horrors beyond our ken, but she was scared of my dick.
Twilight turned to Rarity. “Okay, Rarity. Do you feel comfortable maintaining the shield? Cadence should be teleporting Shining Armor here to help with it within the hour, so you won’t have to watch it for long.”
Rarity snapped her compact closed dramatically. “Of course I can, dear. And if anything does manage to get through…”
Twilight cut her off. “Then run away from it, and have Spike contact Celestia and Luna immediately. I don’t want any of you getting hurt.” Then she blushed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cut you off. I’m just… a little on edge, you know.”
Rarity waved her hoof in a think-nothing-of-it gesture. “Oh, of course, Twilight darling. You push yourself too hard, dear. We will be fine.”
“AJ and me will help Rarity with anything she needs,” said Pinkie.
Applejack stepped up besides Pinkie and nodded. “You girls be safe, okay?”
The four of them hugged, and Twilight turned back to Fluttershy and me. “Are you two ready to go?”
Fluttershy cringed. “Do I have to go?”
“Yes, Fluttershy, you have to go,” said Twilight. “You’ve got the closest connection to Rainbow of any of us. And it looks like this opening was caused by something your and Rainbow’s spear counterparts did, so it’s likely we’ll need your help to undo it.”
Fluttershy closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. “I can be brave. I can be brave. I can be brave.”
I glanced at Twilight. She nodded. I draped a foreleg over Fluttershy’s withers. “Don’t worry, Flutters. Wherever Twi and I are is the safest place in Equestria, right?”
Fluttershy pressed her head against my chest. I felt her nod. “I know. I can be brave. I really can.”
———
Going into the Bulk was different this time. On the plus side, I wasn’t alone; we had Twilight to keep us warm and safe. On the down side, the horrors were watching us. None of them came near — the half dozen or so we’d sent back had probably spread the word about Twilight. But I could see them, hovering around us, purple-tinted light from outside glinting on tentacles and carapaces and huge, lidless eyes. Before long, we lost sight of the gash and were flying on faith. Not even flying, really — Fluttershy and I had our wings spread, but there was no air moving beneath them. Twilight was just standing there on four hooves, wings folded, a look on her face like she was trying to pick what book to read next. Fluttershy had her eyes clenched shut. I closed mine for a second, but it didn’t seem to make much difference.
“How much longer, Twi?” I was starting to see things. The only light was the glow of Twi’s horn, which didn’t carry very far, but I kept getting red after-images of horrible shapes as big as castles moving in the distance.
“It’s close, but I need to find it.”
“What? You mean we’re lost?!” I was not hearing this. Fluttershy squeaked, gave up any pretense of flying, and tucked up against my side, trembling.
Twilight looked annoyed. “We’re not lost. I just can’t find the exit.”
I gritted my teeth. This is what I get for being friends with Twilight. Lost forever in a horrible void beyond space and time.
Twilight suddenly perked up. “Ah. There it is.”
A tiny, ragged patch of light in front of us was growing rapidly larger. I squinted — I couldn’t see anything beyond it, just the too-bright yellow glare of sunlight after leaving a dark room. Reddish yellow, actually. Or was it purple?
Twilight’s wings unfolded. “Spread your wings, fillies. This could be a bumpy transition.” And so we flew out of the darkness into a bright bubble of purple shield.
“Motherfucker!” I said, rubbing my stinging nose, and pushing Twilight’s hind hooves out of my face.
“Is… is everyone okay?” asked a dazed-sounding Fluttershy from under my wing.
A bubble of shield surrounded us, and we were lifted down towards Ponyville common. Or, at least, Ponyville common if everything were in the wrong place. Sugarcube Corner was on the wrong side, and most of the other shops were different, although the one selling end tables and ink looked familiar. Nearby, workponies were loading a pile of black, segmented carcasses into wagons. Apparently the ponies who lived here had been less kind to the horrors than we had been.
Our bubble floated over to hover in the middle of a small group ponies — mostly stallions — standing in the grass outside the castle. To say they looked a little familiar would be an understatement.
“We got ’em, Dusk! That’ll teach ’em to invade us! You hear that, invaders? We got you! You’re in trouble now!” The pink one bounced around our bubble, grinning like a maniac. “Did you have to come far? I’ve never invaded anyone before. Is it a lot of work? Do you have to pack a lunch? Speaking of which, are you hungry? Thirsty? Can I get you anything? Cupcake? Muffin? Whiskey sour? Breakfast cereal? Coffee?” He pushed his nose up against the bubble and whispered loudly, “I really like coffee!”
“If they were invading, Bubble Berry,” said the one I recognized as Dusk, “Don’t you think they would have brought a larger force?
Bubble plopped down on his haunches. “Oh.” He leaned over and loud-whispered to us behind his hoof, “I can still get you coffee.”
Dusk stepped up to us. “You can let them go, Gleamy.”
There was a white, blue-maned mare who looked like she could bench-press Big Mac sitting near the gash, her horn aglow, reading Pike and Rifle magazine. She nodded, her horn flickered, our bubble popped, and we fluttered down to the grass beneath us.
Dusk raised his hood awkwardly. “So, um, hi. I’m Prince Dusk Shine. That over there is my sister Gleaming Shield…”
“Hey.”
“…you’ve met Bubble Berry…”
“Oh, it’s so wonderful to meet you all!”
“…and these are my friends Elusive…”
“Charmed, I’m sure.”
“…Applejack…”
“Eyup.”
“…Butterscotch…”
“…”
“…and Rainbow Blitz.“
“Yeaaah. Pretty sure he has my body, Dusk.”
Rainbow Blitz. So that really was his name. Her name. Whatever. Anyway, I was an awesome guesser.
Dusk waved his hoof for Blitz to be quiet and squinted at us. “And you are… you’re us, apparently. This makes no sense. Please explain.”
Twilight nodded. “You’re right, it doesn’t. We’re from a nearby parallel universe where most things are the same as in yours, but where almost everypony is the opposite sex. Which is really weird, but it happens, I guess? Anyway, Princess Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash.” Twi grinned sheepishly. “So. This is awkward, but I think I might’ve actually stolen your Rainbow’s body.”
Dusk frowned. “How do you accidentally steal the body of someone from another universe? Did it fall into your saddlebag?”
“Being Twilight Sparkle is a good start,” I offered.
Twilight blushed. “It’s a really long story. I’ll explain later.”
Elusive piped up. “All we know is, we were gathered at my boutique, drinking tea and playing board games, and then suddenly our beloved Rainbow Blitz turned into a mare with a feminine complaint. And then she urinated all over my floor.” He sneered at us, and waved a hoof at his nose as though trying to dispel the memory of the scent. “Most distasteful.”
I kept looking at Rainbow Blitz. He… she… Okay, she from now on. She’d done things with my body. Horrible, horrible things. Her mane was wavy, and the leathery skin of her hooves was all glossy and glow-y. “What have you done to me? Did you get me a perm? And a hooficure?”
Blitz glared back at me. “Yeah? So? I had a spa day. What have you done to my body? Why did you have to cut my mane? And… oh no…” She was right in front of me in a flash, staring at the cut on my shoulder that I’d barely thought about since Fluttershy had stitched it up. “Oh no! You got me hurt! That’s going to leave a scar!” She slapped me. “What the actual buck? You went out joyriding in my body and you scratched it!”
I gritted my teeth, and resisted the urge to hit her back. Ugh, I could not stand myself! Why was I such a pansy?
Dusk sighed. “Blitz, I think I can get rid of the scar for you. Don’t worry.”
“Dusk is just amazing at healing magic,” offered Bubble Berry, stroking his friend’s shoulder. “He can fix anything!”
Dusk ducked his head bashfully. “I’m okay at it. So, Twilight, I assume you came to help us switch their bodies back?”
Twilight nodded. “Yes, in fact, I…”
Blitz waved her hooves, interrupting. “Okay, everypony, listen, about that. We can’t switch bodies again. I need this one.”
Everyone stared at Blitz. Everyone except Butterscotch, who had slipped down on his belly, and was even now trying to blend into the bushes at the edge of the green…
Blitz puffed out her chest proudly. “Butterscotch and I made love last night. We are a couple now. And Butterscotch only likes mares. So we need this body.”
Twilight glared at Blitz. “Yes. We know all about that.” She jabbed her hoof at the gash in the sky. “Where do you think that came from?”
Dusk nodded seriously. “I thought it might be something like that. Excess emotional energy phasing through the co-temporal transition space, right? Sorry I didn’t figure it out in time.” He turned to Blitz. “Are you sure about this, Blitz? There’s, uh, a lot at stake here.”
Twilight snorted. “Literally everything is at stake! Both universes could be destroyed if we don’t get you Rainbows back in the right body. I’m sorry if it interferes in your love life, but we have to think of the greater good.”
Blitz shook her head. “No. I understand what you’re saying, but I don’t care. If I can’t have Butterscotch, then the world can burn. We have to find another way to fix this.”
Twilight’s horn flashed. “Oh, you think you can say no to me, do you?”
Dusk’s horn began to glow. So did Elusive’s. Stallion Applejack thumped his forehooves together menacingly. I gulped. This could get ugly fast, and we were outnumbered. Speaking of which, where the buck was Fluttershy?
Bubble Berry laid a hoof gently on Twilight’s withers. “Twilight. Honey. Sweetie. I know you’re new around here, but you do not talk to our Blitzie like that. You just do not.”
Twi eyed Bubble sideways, then looked at Dusk’s horn with a calculating look in her eye, as if trying to decide if she could take him down fast enough to deal with the others.
“Would our friends be any different, Twi?” I asked.
Twilight sighed, and let her horn dim. “I guess not.”
I leaned over to talk quietly to Twi. “I mean seriously, they just got together. I know there’s a lot at stake, but try to show a little compassion.”
She raised an eyebrow at me. “If this is about us, Rainbow, we can still play after you change back. I totally don’t mind mares.”
I rolled my eyes. “Never mind.”
About then, Fluttershy came trotting out from behind Sugarcube Corner with Butterscotch in tow. Butterscotch looked shamefaced and glanced nervously at his friends as though expecting judgement. He wasn’t getting any, though. “I don’t mean to interrupt,” she said, but is it okay for me and Dashie to, um, talk, now?”
Twilight blinked. “Yes. Yes, of course. With both Rainbows in the same universe, you might get some sensory bleed-through, but that would be it.”
“So why don’t the four of us go off and talk things out, and you and Dusk can put your heads together and figure out what all our options are.” She grinned sheepishly. “I mean, if that’s okay with you.”
Dusk raised an eyebrow and turned to look back at his sister. “Hey, sis, how long do you think you can keep that shield going?”
Gleaming Shield tossed her magazine aside and pulled a copy of Pony of Fortune from a pile next to her. “That depends. How many magazines you got?”
Dusk looked at Twi. Twi looked at Dusk. They both smiled awkwardly.
“Research?” said Twilight.
“Together?” said Dusk.
Twilight nodded firmly, with a big old grin on her face.
I slapped Twi on the plot. “Get a room, you two.”
———
The four of us were all walking down the path to Butterscotch’s cottage, Blitz with Butterscotch and Fluttershy with me. The two of them were talking quietly. Fluttershy and I just walked in awkward silence.
“So…” I said, after a while.
“Uh, yeah.” She stared sadly at the dirt.
“Listen, I’m really sorry. I tried to… okay, I tried to bully you, and it was really wrong, and if you never want to talk to me again, I understand.”
Fluttershy gasped! “Oh, no! Dashie, it’s not like that at all.” She looked at me, then bit her lower lip and glanced away. “I was a total bitch. You needed me, and I just threw you right out! I was awful, and I’m so ashamed!” Tears welled up, and started to roll down her cheeks.
“Oh, no, no, no! Fluttershy!” I hugged her. “You were right. I don’t have a right to your body. Nopony can tell anypony else what to do with their body.”
“You were just… so loud. And angry. And… oh this is really stupid that I feel this way.”
“All feelings are stupid, Fluttershy. If we had smart feelings, life would be a lot easier.”
“It’s just… the first time I was alone with a stallion, he was too rough, and it really hurt. And I’ve never been with a stallion without you around, since then. And then suddenly, you were a stallion.”
I let her go, and stepped back. “Who was it?” I could feel rage boiling in my heart. There was no statute of limitations on hurting my mare.
Fluttershy blinked. “Oh, Rainbow, no! He didn’t hurt me on purpose! He was an innocent teenage colt! He just didn’t know what he was doing! Anyway, it’s supposed to hurt the first time, right?”
“I don’t care. He hurt you!” My back molars were grinding together.
Fluttershy’s eyebrows snapped downwards. “Rainbow Danger Dash, you get ahold of yourself this instant! This is not about you!”
I gulped. “Um, okay. Sorry.”
Fluttershy sighed. Blitz and Butterscotch’s voices were growing distant. I could hear barking — animal noises probably meant we were near his cottage. Flutters and I started walking again.
Fluttershy continued talking, in a calmer tone. “I mean, I’m obviously much more experienced now. With you by my side, I feel like I can do anything. But… when you just barged in like that, I was afraid you’d changed. I was afraid you’d just take what you wanted, whether it hurt or not.”
Oh, was that what her ‘innocent teenage colt’ had done? I kept my mouth shut. But If I ever found out who that first stallion was, I would kill him, grind up his corpse, and sell it as hamburger in a griffon meat market. And Fluttershy would never need to know.
I brushed my hoof against hers. “I promise never to hurt you, Flutters.”
She smiled softly at me. “And I promise to trust you. Always. From now on.”
I had a sudden stab of stress headache followed by the sound of Blitz and Butterscotch’s raised voices loud and close in my ears. And barking. So much barking. The headache passed quickly, but I could still hear the shouting and the barking faintly up ahead.
“Are you okay, Dashie?”
I shook myself and nodded. “Yeah, but I think we’d better check on the other two.”
Blitz and Butterscotch were arguing knees-deep in a rolling sea of dogs. Several were standing between them looking concerned, but mostly they were just swirling around in circles, wagging, slobbering, and sniffing everything in sight. There were other animals, too — including a few monkeys and… holy Celestia was that a tiger? But the dog pack made up the bulk of the welcoming committee. Several broke off to run up and bark and sniff at us as we approached.
“Oh my gosh, aren’t you all such a bunch of little cuties!” squealed Fluttershy. “Oh, yes you are. Are you good dogs? Oh yes! Yes, I bet you are!” She fished a bag of animal treats out of her saddlebags. “Do you know any tricks?”
I rolled my eyes. Fluttershy was lost to me. I’d be solving this particular friendship problem on my own.
“No! Absolutely not! I will not let you!” Blitz bellowed.
“Do you think you can stop me, Blitz?”
“Yes. Yes I do.”
Butterscotch hunched down, and blew his long pink bangs away from his eyes. “Well… well… okay you probably can! But it wouldn’t be very nice of you!”
“What’s the issue, guys?” I asked, casually kicking several questing dog noses away from my plot.
Blitz pushed a hoof against her forehead. “I can’t even say it. Butterscotch, you tell him.”
Butterscotch’s cheeks turned bright beet red. “I… uh… um, I was wondering if… I… I…” He sank down slowly until he was covered in dogs up to his eyeballs. But the pack had begun to notice that Fluttershy had treats, so his cover was quickly stripped away.
I smiled a slow half smile. “Wait, I think I can guess this one. Butterscotch, you want to have sex with me to see if you can turn yourself gay, so that you and Blitz can still be lovers when we switch our bodies back.”
Butterscotch mumbled something incoherent. Blitz whistled. “Good guess.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, I know the type. So let him.”
Blitz blinked. “But… but…”
“Listen — letting him suck me off once isn’t going to ‘turn him gay,’” I said, hooking my hooves into little scare quotes, “but maybe he won’t mind it, and maybe you two can work something out. And if he hates it, at least you’ll know where you stand.”
Blitz frowned. “But he’s not being true to himself! It’s… I don’t usually say stuff like this, but… it’s wrong! It’s against his nature!”
Butterscotch spoke up, a little bit of the fire and steel I sometimes say in Fluttershy creeping into his voice. “It’s not my nature to cuddle colts, Blitz. But it’s my nature to love you. I’ve loved you so much, for so long. I didn’t realize how much until last night. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to love you as a stallion, but Solaris damn it I’m going to try.”
I grinned. “Right. And I’ve got your body right now. So if he has sex with me and doesn’t like it, it’s going to be way less traumatic than if he has sex with you in this body tomorrow and doesn’t like it.”
Blitz smirked. “You think so?”
I held my head high. “I know so.”
“Let me guess — you know the type, right?”
———
“Okay. So. You want to put both hooves gently but firmly at the base of the penis.” Fluttershy mimed the action with her own hooves, and Butterscotch hesitantly followed suit. We were all on Butterscotch’s bed — me on my back, Butters between my legs and Fluttershy at his side. Blitz was reclining next to my head, where she could get a good view down my belly. Every once in a while, I would get a hazy flash of her point of view for a second or two. It was super disorienting, but pretty awesome, too.
Blitz squirmed, clearly worried. “You okay, pal? I don’t want you getting freaked out.”
“I’m fine, Blitz.” Butterscotch’s eyes were fixed on my dick. He didn’t look fine; he looked like he was willing himself not to fly right out the window.
“Yes, you’re being very brave,” said Fluttershy, brushing her mane back out of her eyes. “Now, why don’t you try giving him a few gentle strokes, just to see how he reacts?”
Butterscotch’s hooves fumbled hesitantly over my shaft, and my whole body tensed. “Oh… oh you two… are the hottest ponies in the world,” I moaned.
Butterscotch was blushing furiously. “So, I guess I’m doing okay?”
Fluttershy nodded seriously. “I think so! You you want to try licking it?” She gave my cock a sultry appraisal. “I like to tease stallions. They get so worked up.”
“I like it when mares do that, but… will it taste funny?” Butterscotch’s long pink bangs half-covered his eyes. He leaned in to sniff at the shaft.
I raised an eyebrow. “Haven’t you put that monster between your hind legs in your mouth? You’ve got to be able to reach.”
Butterscotch looked horrified. “Oh no! My mother told me if I tried, the changelings would come and take me away! Do… do ponies really do that?”
I stuffed my hooves in my mouth, trying not to laugh. “Yeah. Yeah they do. It was almost the first thing I did when I got a dick.”
Blitz chuckled. “I have, too. It tastes fine. A little salty.”
“Let me show you what I do.” Fluttershy opened her tiny mouth wide and slid her tongue along the shaft, starting in the fluffy fur around the base, tracing the veins along the shaft, pausing to worship the medial ring for a minute or two, then sliding up to the underside of my flare. My thighs flexed, and I thrust my pelvis up, rubbing my flare right across Butterscotch’s nose. He yelped.
“Oh no. You be good, Dashie. Butterscotch is being super brave to even try this; you have to let him take his time!” She turned to Butterscotch. “If he starts thrusting too much, just push down on his tummy with your hooves. Stallions are like animals. You have to let them know you’re in charge, or they’ll walk all over you.”
I snorted. Yeah. Just like you show Angel who’s boss, right, Fluttershy? But I kept my mouth shut.
Butterscotch shook his head. “It’s okay. So I should go like this?” He laid the shaft out across my belly, and wriggled up so his chest was over my balls. He slid his wet tongue down over my shaft. The soft, pink flesh of his tongue wiggled back and forth slowly, adding side-to-side motion to Fluttershy’s straight-up-the-arrow approach. I bit my lower lip as he flicked it across my ring and pushed down along the sensitive underside. His innocent face looked so serious that I was afraid I’d come just from watching. I closed my eyes. I was going to come before he barely got started, if I wasn’t careful. His firm, narrow chest rested against my shaft by the time his lips reached the edge of my flare.
“Oh, Butters, I can feel what you’re doing to him.” Inside my head, I felt Blitz sliding her back up the headboard and pressing a hoof in between her legs. A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead – or mine; I couldn’t tell. Then it passed, and I was just myself again.
“Butterscotch, a lot of stallions like having their balls sucked, too,” Fluttershy whispered softly. “Do you want to try that?”
Butterscotch froze. I peeked my eyes open. He was staring at Fluttershy in horror. Fluttershy stroked his side frantically. “Oh, no, no! It’s okay if you’re not ready. Scoot over, and I’ll do it. I think Dashie is ready for you to put the end in your mouth, if you want to.”
Fluttershy wriggled in between my hind legs and nuzzled my tight blue balls. I groaned, arched my back, and pushed my hooves against the headboard as her tiny tongue pulled half my sack into her hot little mouth. She moved slowly, rolling one ball gently in and out of her mouth. Butterscotch didn’t seem to be doing too much more than rubbing my shaft with his hooves. I glanced over to see he was kissing Blitz wetly, their tongues sliding all over each other, spit dribbling off their chins. Blitz glanced into his eyes and whispered to Butterscotch, “Put it in your mouth. Make him come.”
I watched in delight as Butterscotch meekly closed his eyes and opened his mouth, and pushed my flare past his lips. He pinched the base of my cock between his hooves, and began to bob his head up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster as he grew more comfortable. My flare settled into the sweet spot of bare gum between his incisors and his molars. I pushed against the headboard, making it creek, willing myself not to thrust, and not to come yet. Not yet. This was too good. Down between my legs, Fluttershy had somehow managed to get both balls into her mouth. Her sweet lips sucked at the root of my sack, keeping my nuts warm and wet.
“Good colt,” whispered Blitz, rubbing fiercely at her pussy. “You’re a hero, Butters. A hero. You’re doing great.”
I watched Butterscotch’s face as he bobbed on me — long bangs flapping, eyes squeezed closed, lips pushing in and out along my shaft, cheekbones standing out over sucking cheeks. The balls in Fluttershy’s mouth burned and tingled, tightening as a raging orgasm began to build in me. The closer I came to coming, the more I could feel Blitz’s body and see through her eyes. I watched myself pressing my pelvis upwards and felt her hoof against her pussy, pressing rapid circles against her clit.
I stammered, trying to warn Butters that I was coming, but all that came out was incoherent shouting. My shaft pulsed, and thick shots of jizz began to squirt into the stallion’s mouth, splashing over his tongue and down his throat. I felt Blitz come, too, felt her heart hammering and her pussy muscles clenching. For a second, I couldn’t remember if I was a colt or a filly.
Then Butterscotch made a gagging noise, and pulled back, spitting cum onto my belly. He looked like he was about to panic, but Blitz took his cheeks in her hooves and slid her tongue into his mouth, kissing him deeply, licking away the taste of my cum.
“I… I did it.” He smiled, in spite of the tears welling up in his eyes. “I did it!”
“Y-you d-did… you did great. A+,” I stammered between gasps, waving my hoof triumphantly.
Blitz and Flutters leaped up to squeeze Butterscotch, fawning over him, stroking him, telling him how brave he’d been.
“And… it wasn’t that bad!” Butterscotch grinned, rubbing at his wet cheeks. “I could do that again!”
“And I already know you’re great at fucking me up the ass. We can do this, buddy! We can do this!” Blitz was crying and slapping Butters on the back. Fluttershy was bouncing on the bed on all fours. I just lay there on the bed, panting, cum and spit drying on my barrel. A straight stallion had sucked my dick, and he’d liked it. Once again, I had made the impossible happen. I felt amazing. Except for my legs. I seemed to have lost feeling in my legs. It was okay. They’d be back.
That was when Twi and Dusk teleported into the room. Dusk gasped. He turned red, and then white. Twi just jammed a hoof against her forehead. “Rainbow Dash, what are you… no. I’m not even going to ask.”
“Mighty Solaris,” Dusk muttered. “I won’t ever be able to unsee this, will I?”
Twi shook her head. “Never. No.” She pitched her voice for our ears. “Okay, pervs. Get cleaned up and climb aboard the teleportation train. Things are going very, very wrong back in town. I hope you didn’t waste all your mojo on whatever this was, because we’re having a mystical magical gangbang, and we’re having it now.”