> Chit Chat's Spa Day
>  by Inky Writes
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> Chapter one
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The smell of lavender and flowers pervaded the burnished-orange room. Running water could be heard in the corner, emanating from a waterfall bursting from a fake stone fountain. There was a long bar in the middle of the sizable room, behind it a desk and some computers. They were small laptops, fitting for the environment that oozed relaxation. No one was currently behind the desk, but Chit Chat knew this was the right place. This was a spa, alright. Stylized portraits of mares relaxing nude and partially clothed while being pampered littered the front room.
She approached the bar, noticing a button inset within the dark brown wood. Next to the button was a placard in cursive, reading: “Welcome to The Canterlot Mares’ Spa. Please press for service.” Chit took the hint and reached out a cream-colored hand, gently depressing the button. No sound was given and nothing seemed to happen for the next passing moment. Soon, a mare came out of the wall behind the desk area, seams appearing to form a door within the wall itself.
“It was a lovely stay,” stated this mare, her back to Chit Chat. The creamy earth pony hopped up to get a better view over the bar. The mare on the other side was dressed in a simple robe, fluffy and white, but short and just stopping below the butt. “I cannot wait to come again. It’s always exciting to see what’s new here!” The mare said her final goodbyes and about-faced. Chit could see her clear as day. The mare was a bat pony with a yellow coat, a blazing red short crop of mane and red wings to match. She smiled at Chit, giving a little finger wave. The earth pony mare waved back. Aside from the robe, the mare was naked.
“It’s too bad,” the bat pony announced. “I would stay if I had the time and money. You’re a cute one.” She closed up her robe, though only casually as if for Chit’s sake and not her own. Her round, separated breasts were still neatly shaped by the garment.
Chit’s heart beat a little faster. Did her wife send her to…? No, she thought, this must just be an eccentric mare. “Too bad, I suppose,” replied Chit in her usual calm, light-bodied voice.
The bat pony giggled and hummed a tune, her hips swinging back and forth as she exited the spa’s front entrance. Shortly after, an attendant wearing a button-up white uniform entered from the same wall as the bat pony. An earth pony mare, like Chit, but slender, with a brown coat and a dark green mane put up in a bun on top of her head. “Chit Chat?” she asked, eyes lighting up.
“That’s me, yes,” Chit responded, leaning her top half over the bar.
The attendant walked over to a computer, flipping it open and tapping a few keys. “It looks like we’re expecting you. You have a Deluxe Mare’s Full Treatment and Package for the entire day. Oh, and…” She smiled, almost deviously as her professional demeanor turned to one of more excitement by proxy. “Overnight stay. I’m jealous. You must have a very doting and rich spouse.”
The mare gave a hearty laugh at this. “I guess you could say that. She’s only rich in spirit but she does spoil me when she can.” In truth, her wife, Fiery wasn’t much for spending, but it was Chit’s birthday coming up in a month and her wife wanted to give the early present. “What does that all mean, miss…?”
“Pour View,” replied the professional. “You can call me Pour, that’s fine. And the package? You will have full use of each of our facilities here in The Canterlot Mares’ Spa.” She gestured to the open secret door behind her. “If you’d come with me, I could give a quick tour.”

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After a few minutes, Chit was ushered back. Pour also wore white button-up pants and went barefoot, Chit noticed. She was curious but also began to formulate suspicions. Said suspicions made her heart beat harder in her chest. Pour View smiled, a hand pointing at a few doors, namely ones for showers, facials, waxes, massages, and a pool. The establishment was oriented in a giant square with the middle mostly for the attendants and maintenance staff. Chit only saw brief glimpses of staff inside those rooms. They had hidden doors much like the front whereas the clients’ rooms were obvious and clearly marked. Pour’s spiel was ongoing, unremarkable until they crested the far side of the square.
“Now, here’s where the fun begins,” announced Pour. “Those are our adult activities rooms. We are a mare-only establishment, but don’t worry if you’d prefer stallions, we have some on staff as well. Feel free to spend any time in the communal rooms and enjoy each other’s company. Make sure to read our rules on sauna time to prevent any dehydration episodes.” Pour stopped and turned to Chit. “Is there something wrong?”
Chit, who had been rather silent this entire tour, tittered girlish laughter. “Not one bit, dear. This… I should have know my little fireball would have sent me to a fun little sex club.” Even if her words felt confident, her cheeks hotly blushed.
Pour wagged a gentle finger. “We are a mares’ spa. Relaxation is our number one priority. It just so happens Canterlot has loose laws on prostitution and a variety of mares means a variety of needs.”
“Do you… help personally with those needs,” asked Chit, her eyes narrowing with a grin.
“Of course!” Pour replied professionally. “Sundown, the mare that came out with me, she had a ‘swell time’ as she put it.”
Chit shivered, her body suddenly feeling as hot as her cheeks. “She did,” restated the mare. “Can you show me how she did? I might have to get a sample of the services before I spend my entire day here.”
Pour nodded. “Please, follow me into this changing room.” Conveniently, it was placed next to them, in the corner between the turns in the halls. Once inside, Chit witnessed the serene opulence of an establishment that bars no holds. There were individual changing stalls, each separated by a silk curtain, but there were also low rows of wooden lockers, about a couple dozen lockers in total and in between padded benches. Pour led Chit to one of the benches. “Have a seat, Chit.”
The mare did indeed sit down. Her ample posterior sank into the upholstery only supported by her thigh-length shorts. She instinctively kicked her shoes off, looking up at the attendant who had removed her own button-up shirt. Pour exposed her B-cup breasts, nipples erect and sharp. Chit could feel a wetness grow in her shorts. “I should have worn panties today. I knew I’d be naked, but I didn’t know I’d be so…”
“Wet?” replied Pour. She unbuttoned her pants, neatly folding them and placing them on an adjacent bench. Her thighs glistened, her hands settling on Chit’s blouse. “You have enormous and lovely breasts.” Chit could not disagree. She had always been a stout, busty H-cup haver since her late teens. She appreciated the compliment and allowed the attendant to remove her blouse. Chit squirmed out of her shorts on her own.
She could feel her pussy ache. Instinctively, Chit reached down to massage her privates. “Oh my, Celestia. I’ve always wanted to go to a place like this.” She lay down, her back flat against the bench.
Pour circled around, placing a hand over Chit’s. She weaved her brown fingers through Chit’s creamy ones. Chit whined, realizing she wasn’t touching herself any longer. “Let me take care of this, miss Chat.” She knelt down, sticking her face into the benched mare’s crotch.
“Ooh…” Chit immediately cooed from the lapping, wet tongue. “You… have some experience. I-I can tell,” mumbled Chit.
The attendant made no effort to waste time. She rubbed Chit’s swollen clit, giving the button a thorough tease as well was sticking her tongue as far as she could inside of the mare. Chit grasped at the bench, panting in an almost panic about an oncoming orgasm. It was so sudden she could not believe it. “Oh, sweetie! Oh, Pour!” She rocked her hips into the skillful attendant’s face, trying her best to show both gratitude and need. “Agh!” Finally, Chit Chat squeaked, feeling as if she went over the falls. Pour continued to lick and rub, not letting up.
The only saving grace in the moment was that no one else was in the dressing room. Chit secretly wished that somepony could see this professional eat her out, but sadly there was no one currently. “You can do this around, uh, other ponies?” she asked, her voice raw and thin as if on the verge of cumming again.
Pour removed her lips and replaced them with her hand, slowly rubbing Chit’s marehood with ease. “Of course. Part of many mares’ desires here is to be seen by other mares. That includes every single aspect of your spa journey. We have rooms more specific to certain… tastes.” With that, she returned her mouth to Chit’s box.
After a few more moments of pants, drooling and silent pleasure, Chit came once again. This time it left Pour’s muzzle more than soaked. The attendant retracted her mouth, tongue and fingers, standing up and retrieving a nearby towel on a locker. Cleaning up quick, Pour regarded the mare below. She opened a locker with the key inside, pulling out a robe. “Try this on, Miss Chat.”
Chit could not do anything but stand, sweat, and grab the robe. Slinging it over her shoulders, the softer mare was surprised it fit so well. She knotted the loop and closed it, though it could barely contain her cleavage and partial bits of each areolae. “I think. I think I am going to like my stay,” said Chit Chat.
Pour nodded, remaining naked and blissfully ignoring the veritable fountain of mare juices streaming down her leg. “Where to next?”
> Chapter two
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The air of the changing room felt lighter after her encounter with Pour View. The earth pony attendant discussed some activities, especially the ones requiring Chit to sign up ahead of time. “Certain rooms and activities require a trainer or an attendant like myself,” explained Pour in her nonchalant, graceful tone. “Others require a certain number of slots filled before they can properly begin. We usually do sign ups whenever but most clients prefer in between other activities.”
Chit Chat gave Pour a critical eye. She was dressed in the spa’s branded robe, letting the comfortable fabric hug her curves. The attendant was still naked, doing most of her business from a locker labeled “Staff only.” Chit had noticed many receptacles labeled as such. Clever, she thought. Pour pulled out a clipboard and a sheet of paper. Pointing to each bullet point on the list, she gave a brief description of the activities.
“I would personally recommend the ‘automated’ or ‘monstrous’ rooms. The former requires an attendant and the latter requires both an attendant and a certain number signed up for it.” She mumbled something under her breath about a certain ‘appetite.’ Chit noticed the change in professionalism but thought nothing more of it. “You do have free reign of the place noting your deluxe package. Maybe you should start out slow with a massage or perhaps a soak in the hot tub? I can get you on the list for any of this. Just say the word.”
Chit noted her interest in both the automated and monstrous rooms. She had a decent idea of the first one, but the second somewhat mystified her. Asking Pour, the attendant only responded saying it was more a “flavor of the week” room. Chit Chat shrugged at this, forgetting about the room for the time being.
“What will you be doing when I’m in these other rooms?” asked Chit Chat.
Pour stood up, replacing her clothing. Chit’s heart sank, a nagging worry in her mind that the fun was over. Once done dressing, the mare nodded her head, smiling professionally. “I teach a stretching class in two hours. You are welcome to join me. We’ll be going over some basics and getting into more difficult sizes.”
Chit raised a brow, a grin slowly appearing on her face. “I would love to join you. I hope other ponies will be there with us.”
“I most certainly know there will be. It’s a popular class.” Pour provided some additional information on how to get around the spa as well as some tips. With that the mare was gone, leaving Chit to lock her things and freely move about the establishment.

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The feeling of letting her aches and pains out was always on Chit Chat’s mind. Just the mere mention of her back issues prompted her wife to suggest the spa visit. She remembered Fiery, in her naked orange-coated glory pinning her down against their bed. The unicorn gave Chit a few kisses, each getting heavier and longer in duration. Her blue mohawk of a mane was swept to one side of her face, hiding a few piercings and revealing some others. She pressed her breasts against Chit’s, the tits below her easily yielding and squishing outward.
“So, you’ve been hurting at work,” Fiery stated, stroking the curled tips of Chit’s mane.
The mare below responded with a soft caress of Fiery’s small, firm asscheek. “It’s my back. Or, I assume it’s my back. It’s hard to sit in that chair all day, my love.”
Fiery scrunched up her nose in disgust. “I could never work in a chair. Strapped to something because you have to be there, unable to get up and around whenever you want. It’s like a shitty style of bondage.”
“It’s not that bad, Fiery,” Chit giggled. “And I get the opportunity to travel to clients’ stores. That is an added bonus.”
“Yeah, then you’re walking all the time. With these!” Fiery grabbed a handful of creamy boob. With her slender hand, the giant orb of flesh threatened to engulf the unicorn almost down to her mid forearm. “Not that I don’t appreciate them, but you need a break, Chitty.”
Chit Chat let out a short spout of air with a ‘pah’. Her face turned red as the literal hot unicorn played with her left breast. Chit leaned her aching chest into Fiery’s arm, pressing against the groping hand.“And how do you think I should go about taking a break, my little fireball?” She asked, sweetly.
“I’m glad you asked!” Fiery dropped Chit’s breast, giving the mound a friendly pat. The skinny unicorn leapt out of bed, scampering to the other side of the room. She rummaged through a gym bag for a long moment.
“Aw… You were so close,” whined a playful Chit. She took matters into her own hands by gently pulling on the nipple belonging to the neglected tit.
“Just one second. It’ll be more than worth the interruption,” Fiery stated. A few seconds later, she pulled out a envelope. “Aha!” Exclaimed the unicorn who then bounded back the bed, sitting down cross-legged.
“What is it?” Asked Chit.
“A one-stop trip to relaxation town, courtesy of one of my regulars.” Fiery handed the envelope over to Chit, smiling. “Consider it an early birthday present.” If the unicorn could blush, she would have. Sadly, her coat color and constant high temperature prevented her sincerity from showing.
Chit, familiar with her wife’s doting habits, smiled wide and forgot the earlier boob abandonment. Sitting up, Chit opened the letter, reading it briefly. Her arms opened up, the mare shooting up off her back to embrace the unicorn in a tight, squishy hug. “You’re the best, Fiery Essence. You could have used this for yourself, you know. You didn’t have to spoil ol’ me.”
“But, I wanted to spoil you. If I would’ve gone to this place, I’d probably burn some poor masseuse’s hands. Besides, I create my own sense of relaxation.”
“You do indeed, my love.” Chit winked at her wife, who kissed her on the lips back.
“Now, let’s see to that untouched pussy of yours,” Fiery said, expression changing to one of deranged confidence.
“Oh my!” giggled Chit, letting the unicorn push her back down into a prone position.

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Chit shook out of her daydreaming to the sound of the changing room door opening. She was in mid flip-flop adjustment when she heard an excited girlish voice, a familiar voice, call out, “Chitty!” She looked up to see a blur of white and pink rush toward her, suddenly colliding. Chit Chat felt the thump of a set of breasts roughly the same size as hers yet young and perky smack into her barely covered ones.
“Oh ho!” Chit Chat struggled to gather the name of the body hugging her. Bat pony by the pink wings, white coat like the spa’s robes. “Blood Moon, it’s so good to see you, dear!” she replied, gaining her bearings as the bat mare bounced up and down against the earth pony.
“Yup!” exclaimed an excited Moon. She was still bouncing by the time Chit Chat let go of her. “And Plummy, too!” A white finger pointed back to the entrance to a tall, silver-coated and dark red maned pegasus. This one wore a set of sunglasses and jean shorts. Alternatively, Blood Moon wore a skirt. They both wore matching tank tops with a heart emblazoned on the front.
Plumbum approached the two, a tall and strong mare indeed. Her top looked smaller around the midsection, barely hiding her toned abdomen. “I hope she didn’t break your back there, Chit Chat. What a crazy coincidence seeing you here.” Chit Chat nodded her assent. Blood Moon hopped to her marefriend, holding Plumbum’s hand and smiling up to her.
“Plummy usually comes here alone. She says she likes the sauna and hot tub,” said the bubbly mare.
“Is that so?” Chit raised a brow in the pegasus’ direction.
Plumbum shuffled her feet, kicking off her sandals in a practice fashion. “I-I don’t come here that often. Moony’s just being a goof.” She blushed.
While her marefriend opened a locker and put away her things, Moon beamed at Chit Chat. “Yeah, she brought me here saying it would be fun for my day off! My family’s on vacation right now.”
Chit gave Plumbum a confused look. The pegasus was in mid-removal of her top, letting her sizable, yet small for her frame D-cups fall naturally against her muscular chest. “She doesn’t mean her actual family. The one she nannies.”
“I didn’t know you were a nanny,” Chit replied in a light tone.
“Yeah, and now I get to be nakey in a tub with Plummy!” Moon giggled a little, wiggling her rump as she followed suit. Her own voluminous boobs spilled out of her tank top, it was clear the garment was struggling to keep them in. After a moment they were naked, robing up and not minding Chit’s presence as the earth pony mare watched the couple communicate. Occasionally Blood Moon would squeak, causing Plumbum to be ever attentive, making sure the other didn’t fall over while taking off her panties or skirt. Moon’s robe was even more ill-fitting than Chit’s. Her left nipple was more than exposed. In addition, her marehood was plain to see, the cut of the robe too narrow for the bat pony’s hips. Plumbum’s getup was far more modest, but Chit saw hers did not have the spa’s branding on it. A return customer indeed.
“That sounds fun, you two. I was thinking about getting a massage,” added Chit.
Blood Moon gasped in excitement. “I want a massage. Plummy. I want a massage.” She turned to Plumbum, hands on her cheeks.
Plumbum faced her marefriend, then Chit Chat, then back to Moon. “Well, I don’t want to break from my routine. Why don’t you go with Chit Chat. I hear they do a great couples’ massage. How does that sound, Moony?” Blood Moon just nodded her head in response.
Chit also nodded, but put a finger to her lip in thought. “You don’t mind your marefriend joining me for a couples’ massage?” she asked the tall mare.
Plumbum fixed her robe, closing her locker door as well as Moon’s. “Not at all. I brought her here to have fun and you’re a fun mare. I don’t see why not.” Plumbum swiftly approached alongside Chit. Chit tensed up, ready for a tongue-lashing or worse, but relaxed once she heard how soothed and somewhat needing Plumbum’s voice sounded. “I want you to have fun with her. That’s why she’s here. But…” her voice grew softer and lower. “Keep an eye on her. She’s a handful.” The pegasus backed away, fixing her mane with a hair tie into a small bun.
Chit’s legs shook from the intensity of the moment. Clearly Plumbum found an opportunity and took it. She wasn’t sure if she should be afraid for herself or for Moon. One glance at the bat mare, however was all that was needed to be confident in the couples’ choice. Blood Moon hopped up to Chit and held her hand, swinging their arms back and forth. This had a side-effect of their robes splitting open from the friction. Chit had to readjust hers to cover her left nipple but Moon did nothing, letting both jiggly mammaries fall out without a care.
Walking up to Moon, Plumbum gave the shorter mare a deep kiss. “Have fun. I’ll see you both later.” She left the room, not without giving Chit Chat a knowing wink.
“I love Plummy,” Blood Moon said plainly.
“I kind of love her, too,” agreed Chit.

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They giggled all the way down the hall. Luckily enough, the sign up sheet was empty. The door to the adult massage was wide open, two unicorns lay within conversing quietly. Chit tapped a knuckle on the door frame. One of the mares with a dark purple coat and a calm disposition about her looked up and softly smiled. The other was a light red mare who seemed more energetic. They both wore headbands and short-skirted uniforms. “May we help you, ladies?” the purple mare asked with a deep, sultry tone.
Chit Chat cleared her throat, the bat pony bouncing behind her. “Yes, we’re here for a couples’ massage.”
The unicorn peered outside, skeptical. She read the infinitely short list and shook her head. “I don’t see any names on here,” she noted.
“Well, you see… I have this Deluxe ultra whatever thing and…” Chit rambled, catching her bearings.
“Chit Chat?” The light red one stepped up, moving her colleague aside with an unceremonious wrestling style. The purple unicorn grunted, her thin frame easily removed from the room’s entrance. “I saw you on my list. Come in! Come in!” She ushered the two inside to the dismay of the more serious mare.
The room was spacious, but cozy. It was dark with walls painted a soothing brown. The sounds of brooks, streams, and all manner of small bodies of water could be heard. The lavender smell was palpable, almost sickeningly so. Chit thought she could get used to it. “Have a seat,” the purple mare commanded even after submitting to the will of her energetic friend.
The two ponies did so. Moony sat down on a chair with a plop, her robe falling off from the top. Chit blushed in the other’s stead, neatly fixing her own robe to not do the same as she slowly took a seat. “Now, before we start, I’m guessing your backs hurt, correct?” the serious mare said.
“Yes!” both of them said simultaneously. “How did you know?” continued just Chit.
“It’s your boobs,” said the red mare with a smile.
“No, it’s…” The purple mare gave an annoyed look to the other who shrugged. “It’s half the complaints we get. You’re nothing special.”
“I’m opening the boob slots!” chirped the red unicorn, who manually split the two massage tables in two pieces with a little more for the torso and not so much for the neck and head. It created a convenient opening for large-breasted mares.
“Fine! Open the slots.” The purple mare found herself staring at Moon’s chest. She shook her head. “So, uh… Get undressed and we’ll have you face down on the tables.”
Chit swiftly did just that. She was more than prepared to get a relaxing massage. Blood Moon slipped the robe off, thankfully it was easy in her situation or else the mare would have just walked right to the table with it on. The softer of the two mares hopped up on the nearest table, aiming her breasts at the hole made just for them. “Do what I do, Moony,” she said back to the bat pony. Blood Moon was also naked in all of her glory, mounting the table with a few tiny grunts, but getting it all the same.
Once the two were situated, the lights went down to an ambient dim. Chit placed her head neatly on the towel below her, spreading her legs with an “Ah” and allowing herself to relax. For a while the two masseuses were silent. Chit didn’t know which one belonged to which table. That mystery alone set her heart to beat faster. She could hear Moon giggle and for a split second she wondered why. That’s when she felt the warm lotion on her back, spilling over her and followed by strong, soft hands.
She drifted for a good fifteen minutes, letting the massage take over her mind. This was the reason why she was here, after all. Something woke her up, however. Chit heard the soft sounds of slurping. She couldn’t look to see, being still face-down. Moon’s giggling also had ceased, Chit could make her out in the corner of her eye. The bat pony was fine, looking back at Chit Chat with a grin. Her lovely tits pendulously hung between the gap in the table. Moon’s soft, large nipples almost fully poked out from her puffy areolae.
The slurping stopped. Hands were on her low back now, caressing the small of her back and doing their half mechanical, half loving motions. Next it was her rump, her large derrière being picked up and kneaded. Chit squirmed, realizing she had become a little hotter than expected. She looked to Moon who’s eyes were closed, giggling softer this time with flushed cheeks.
Soft hands tapped in between her thighs, motioning for Chit to open them a little more. She did willingly. The oil spread in between her legs, but the mare’s hands smoothed around Chit’s delicate labia. Soon, the hand was not just massaging muscle, but was massaging the sweet, wetness of her inner folds. Chit moaned, softly at first. She expected this to happen, but the consistency and calm environment made it seem otherworldly and different than any other time she had sex. This time Chit could see Blood Moon blush deeper. The bat mare was rocking up and down from her perspective. Moon gave a few cute moans and whimpers.
The hands caressing her pet her slick pussy up and down, eventually rubbing hard against her clit. Two, then three fingers were inserted inside Chit, slowly pumping into her. She drooled on the towel, moaning louder. She couldn’t focus on what was happening to Moon, but from the cute moans coming from the other side of the room, she figured that the bat pony was having a similar experience. Somehow her nipples felt as if they were being gently pulled. This caused both mares to moan at the same time. There were still no sounds emanating from the mares performing the actual massage.
After a moment, the hands withdrew. Chit was just about to complain and call out the mares on their teasing, but before she could say anything a firm voice came from above her. “Turn over onto your back.” Chit obliged, pulling her tits out of the slot and flipping over with a careful ease. Moon did the same thing, though she couldn’t seem to stop giggling. Perhaps the bat pony thought it was all a joke, wondered Chit. The two masseuses were naked, that was easy to spot in their relaxed haze. What she did not notice at first glance were the floating purple objects held within the unicorns’ magic.
It was the light red unicorn who mounted Chit’s table. Her smile was more of a nervous fluster than a confident smile. This prompted the soft mare to open her legs up for the skinny unicorn. Both of the massage mares were thin without their clothing, exposing their B-cup breasts as well as their shimmering, dripping pussies. Once easier to see, the objects were obviously phallic but not so obviously double-sided. It took Chit an extra second to know what was going to happen next.
“Here, let me help you with that.” Chit suddenly took charge, grabbing a hold of the double dildo, pressing it against the thin mare’s twat. The masseuse cooed, rocking her hips and getting the toy as wet as she could. Looking over to the other side of the room, Chit could see the purple unicorn taking charge with Blood Moon. She had the toy already placed inside her, stroking the other end against the bat pony’s crotch. Moon looked up at the mare, whispered something and the mare agreed with a nod. Before Chit could see the fruits of that exchange, her own therapist turned to her, whispering. “I-I’m gonna f-fuck you right now. Okay?”
“By all means.” Chit helped to guide the nervous mare to insertion. The pressure from the toy caused the unicorn to shiver, causing the red mare to gasp. Yes, Chit could confirm this mare was new to this job. Even if she had personally never experienced this sort of massage, Chit could tell the outstanding nervousness the other had. It was very endearing. “Get close to me,” she urged.
“Like this?” The masseuse leaned in. It was a surprise to her that the dildo slid right inside Chit. The softer mare moaned louder than before, but confirmed with a nod.
“Now, we keep pushing against it like we’re passing it back and forth. Like this.” Chit pumped her hips up, causing the smaller mare to cry out in pleasure and lewdly letting her tongue drape out of her mouth.
Blood Moon’s moans were softer and cuter. The purple unicorn went to town on the bat pony. She turned to Chit and the red mare, giggling and covering her mouth. “Yay! Chitty’s having fun, too!” she remarked, but her words were barely audible over the heavy slapping of pelvis to pelvis. Chit could see the purple mare bury her face into Moon’s tits, a wise choice considering how irresistible the mounds looked.
Chit’s own therapist followed suit, gaining a little more confidence to take charge. She slid her twat up and down and in return Chit could feel the tool smoothly grace her own insides. “What hap…” The therapist’s face turned a deep crimson. Her little tushy shook vigorously though she continued to rock away. “What happens if I cum before her?” she nearly yelled at her colleague. 
The other unicorn, sweating buckets and mostly focused on Blood Moon’s ample chest did not even care to respond. Instead, Chit reached a hand up to her unicorn, touching the other’s cheek. “Cum with me.”
With that, the mare shook almost violently, moaning without recourse. Chit massaged her own tits, whining during her own little orgasm. Her partner slowed down, laying flat against Chit’s soft body. The motherly mare simply held onto the other, kissing her cheek. “That was delightful. You’re good at this,” she whispered sincerely. Meanwhile, the other two were still going at it, the unicorn humping Moon as if she was assaulting a castle. Blood Moon simply lay there, drooling and smiling, clearly in ecstasy. The unicorn finished, having a silent orgasm and passing out between Blood Moon’s giant orbs.

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After another few minutes full of hair stroking and light squeezes to rumps, boobs and their respective nipples, the masseuses cleaned up. The light red unicorn spoke in quiet but excited tones to the purple one who just nodded and blushed. They stepped out of the room to let Chit and Moon to wipe down and put on their robes. Somehow they switched robes, Chit taking the smaller, revealing one and Moon taking the bigger robe. The bat pony did not seem to notice and the earth mare was happy to show off her body with a little shimmy.
“That was really fun, Chitty!” exclaimed Blood Moon, hugging her friend. The bat pony gave a soft kiss to her cheek, nuzzling her face against the other’s.
Chit smiled back, kissing her friend in kind. “It sure was.” She held out her hand. Moon held hers back more than willingly. “Let’s go see what your marefriend is up to.”
> Chapter three
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Sure enough Blood Moon and Chit Chat found Plumbum in the hot tub. The name, ‘hot tub’ was too modest for such an arrangement. The facility housed an entire outdoor hot springs-like body of water that could only be described as a Japanese-style onsen. The rocks surrounding the hot pool were softened and not jagged, with easy spots of access into the springs as well as nice little slopes to lean one’s back and relax their shoulders. For the most part, the entire north side of the facility was dedicated to this onsen. There were a few covered areas to the side with shower facilities all of which featured hanging signs clearly stating in bright red: “Guests must shower before using the hot springs.” This was a little cultural touch that Chit picked up on, making her smile at the sight of it in spite of its commands.
The two of them were still holding hands, Moon swinging their arms as they walked. She excitedly talked about the massage, regaling the events to Chit like she wasn’t even there to witness it in its entirety. Chit simply nodded and smiled, letting the other mare have her fun in remembering their couples’ massage. It was approaching sunset when they exited the hall into the pool’s area. After a few paces, the ceiling yielded to the open Canterlot Mountain sky, shimmering with the end of Celestia’s light. The brilliant reds made Moon pause her conversation, the bat mare ‘ooh’ing at the sight above them.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” agreed Chit Chat. She let go of Blood Moon’s hand, the other hardly noticing, her eyes transfixed on the sky above. There were only a few ponies in the hot springs, two older mares approaching their elder years, both stark naked but modestly out of full view from the entrance. They seemed to be having a quiet conversation, elated and joyful. Chit smiled and walked away from the entrance and to her left. “Come, Moony!” she called out.
Blood Moon squiggled her way closer to Chit, not wanting to be left behind. “Coming, Chitty Chat!” she called back, padding her way over in her flip-flops. Chit giggled, taking Moon’s hand again, but contact was broken quickly as the bat mare raised her arms and cheered. “Plummy! Plummy!” she yelled in the direction of one of the side rooms.
The tall pegasus looked in their direction. She was some distance away from them. Plumbum looked startled and covered her naked crotch, scampering into the hot springs. It was too fast for Chit Chat to tell why she did such a thing, let alone guess. Plum settled in, taking a seat along the side and waving back with deep red cheeks. “Hey, honey! Hey, Chitty!” She was tall enough that even a deeper shelf in the water did not prevent her breasts from the open, cool evening air. “Come on in, you two. Take a shower first, Moony.”
“Okay!” Moon easily acquiesced and hopped over to the nearest stall, quickly removing her, or rather Chit’s, robe. She went right to work scrubbing her coat and washing her mane, thinking nothing of the process and singing a sweet tune.
Plumbum stared up at Chit who had drawn closer instead of straight to the showers. “Not joining us, Chitty?” she asked, surreptitiously placing her hands in between her legs.
Chit Chat eyed the pegasus, exchanging in a stare down that lasted for almost a full minute. The silver pegasus was sweating. Had she been in the sauna? “Should I get you something to drink, Plumbum?” asked a sincere Chit.
Plumbum breathed a small sigh of relief. “My sweet Celestia, yes.” She still had her hands on her crotch. Chit couldn’t help but stare in that direction. “A thing of water and some sake. They have that here, you know.” She nodded her head back in the way she came from, a door labelled “amenities.”
Leaning down, Chit sardonically grinned and whispered into Plumbum’s ear. “Moony and I were both pounded by two hot unicorns with double dildos while they played with our tits.” Plumbum’s eyes lit up. She bit her lip, looking away from Chit as if she didn’t want to hear more. “Your marefriend is so cute when she gets penetrated,” continued Chit, realizing the mare truly did want to hear the report. “She doesn’t stop giggling and squeaking. Don’t you wish you could be inside of her right now?” teased Chit, placing a firm hand on Plumbum’s shoulder. Whatever she did worked. The pegasus fidgeted, revealing something that was not attached to her in the changing room. It was distinctly phallic, sticking up through the water. The flared tip breached the water and sky’s divide, touching the air. It was almost solid pink, easily discernible even in the lower light. 
Plumbum nodded, removing her hands fully and looking into Chit’s blue eyes. “Go get the water and sake. The vending is easy and free.” For a moment, Chit could sense a nervousness in the strong mare’s voice, perhaps it was anticipation.
“I will do that, sweet thing,” smiled Chit.
“Please hurry.” Plumbum reached a hand to her pink phallus, gently curling it around the thick tube. “And make sure to shower first.”
Chit got the idea, setting in motion her curvy frame and swiftly dodging back into the facility’s halls. Before she could head through the door she heard soft moaning from the springs behind her. This caused the heated interior of the hall to be uncomfortably warm, not realizing how hot she had gotten from the conversation until she got back inside. The robed mare strolled down the hallway. It was brightly lit, literally separate and distinct from the rest of the spa. Snug against the wood panelling sat rows of vending machines, all seemingly magic-powered and operated. There were machines with pictures of snacks, candy, full meals, coffee, alcoholic drinks, and many more. There was a lone set of pitchers and decanters next to a water cooler. Simple enough, she thought as she drew an entire decanter-worth of water and set it on a tray. Next was the sake which had its own machine. Chit figured the drink proved to be popular due to the cultural significance tied to the onsen. It was her friend’s choice, so she obliged. 
After filling an entire bamboo container full of cold sake, another machine caught Chit’s eye. It was a peculiar thing, only about waist high. It had a picture of a cartoonish rooster giving a thumbs on its front along with a set of solid color buttons. Chit set down the tray on top of the curious machine. There was no writing or explanation, just the coy picture of a male chicken giving her a smarmy look and a cheesy gesture. She looked closer, noticing a tube-like groove situated three-quarters up the machine.
“No possible way,” she muttered, looking this way and that as if she was being watched. “There is no way they made a machine that does that.” And as if to counter her own skepticism, Chit undraped her robe just enough so it wouldn’t get in the way of her pubic bone. She placed her pelvis squarely against the machine, feeling nothing but air in the groove. Her cheeks flushed red, her hand squirmed down to press one of the colored buttons. She found one that most looked like her coat, a light beige and jammed her fingers onto it.
Nothing happened for the first few seconds. Then, a few electronic beeps and whirring could be heard emanating from the machine. The box jumped and hummed, continuing to beep at a regular rate. Chit flushed even more, knowing what was going to happen next. She braced the sides of the machine, leaning over as a heavy feeling in her crotch took her over. Her heart lumped in her chest quicker, making up for a distinctive change in blood pressure. The machine stopped vibrating, giving a crackling low-fidelity rooster’s call. Chit slapped the top of the box, pushing out with a pop.
The mare was sweating hard and glad she didn’t pass out. A part of her wasn’t so sure about the legality of the apparatus, but she mostly did not care enough to make note of it. Looking down, Chit noticed a fully formed penis, beige almost like her coat, accompanied by a full sack of balls. They were silly and not very realistic. Chit could only assume it felt like having the real thing. She played with the tube of meat, rolling the limp, hand-length appendage in her grasp. It pumped against her grip. Chit cooed at this, gasping. Then the member grew hard and long. Her thoughts went back to the massage and what it must have felt like to own one of these and be buried in hers or Moon’s backside. She stroked her dick, letting it point toward the machine and bump into it. She winced, not prepared for the sensitive member to get hurt so easily.
“That’s my cue to leave,” she concluded, picking up the tray and closing her robe as tight as she could.

~~

Her shower was quick. She understood why Plumbum said to be fast as the pegasus was already heavily making out with her marefriend. Chit decided not to interrupt, wanting to take the time and talk with the two of them. Maybe Plum was in a hurry to have some fun.
While showering, Chit couldn’t help but give the extra addition more attention. The color was strange for a normal penis, but she got used to it fairly quick as it did feel like an appropriate extension of herself. Every time she worked the soap into her mane Chit would squeeze her cock a little. Every time Chit scrubbed her coat, wiped down her legs and breasts, she would rub her dick ever so gently. She hardly noticed the older mares walk past her, giggling in their aged voices, letting her to moan and enjoy her body in peace.
Once done, Chit proudly strolled over to the hot springs, lowering herself in. Plumbum released Moon, who has been blushing due to the heat. Chit could not see the giggly mare as ever being truly flustered. They sat across from one another, two on one side, one on the other with only a meter gap between.
“I see you found the machine,” Plumbum said, winking.
Chit chuckled. “Yes,” she admitted, standing up to show off the goods, both her giant tits jiggled and her thick, almost forearm-sized cock pendulously rocked back and forth. She submerged her lower half again, sheepishly looking at the couple.
Plumbum had her arm around Moony, the latter mare snuggled into the pegasus. Chit could see Blood Moon gently caress Plum’s dick, from the looks of it, hers was even bigger than Chit’s own unrealistic dongle. “Have you ever had one before? It’s sized based on your vitals. It won’t make you pass out by giving you a third leg.” Plumbum gasped, shaking her head. Moon giggled. “I tried it a week ago. I was too afraid to use it for the longest time.”
“It certainly is fascinating.” Chit nodded. “Legal? I’m not sure.”
“Oh, it probably is. As long as it doesn’t hurt anypony.” Plumbum waved a strong hand. It made sense for the tall mare to pack a larger cock. She was fit and hearty as any farm-working earth pony or pegasus flyer. “Or at least I think it is.” Plum gasped again, sealing her expression off by wrapping her lips around Blood Moon’s. Moon closed her eyes, reveling in her marefriend’s taste.
Chit bit her lip. Seeing the two together was simultaneously hot and adorable. She couldn’t help but stroke herself under water. Meanwhile, the tray of water and sake remained untouched and near the two lovers. She pushed herself with her feet, rotating around to reach the tray. Chit poured and served some drinks, passing them gently to the lovers.
Plumbum and Blood Moon graciously took theirs, now finished necking for the short moment. “You don’t seem surprised this kind of magic exists,” Plum said.
Moon interrupted Chit before the other mare could start. Chit smiled, allowing the bat mare to speak. “We have friends with them that come over sometimes. Plummy’s never had one though. I’m excited.”
Chit raised an eyebrow at Plumbum. The pegasus shrugged and drained her cup.
Moon continued. “I think Chitty has seen one. Weren’t you married to a stallion before?” Plumbum pat Moon’s head as if to get her attention, but her girlfriend was too focused on Chit to notice.
Chit slowly nodded her head. “Yes, but he wasn’t so interested in using it with me,” she confirmed. For a few moments there was silence. Plumbum grimaced. Chit slowly drank, and Blood Moon looked at the two of them in genuine confusion. “What about your new wifey, Chitty?” chirped the excitable mare.
A curious blue eye turned to Moon. “Fiery? She’s… well.” Chit smiled warmly. “She has her own spell. It’s a little more accurate than whatever that machine in there can cook up.” Chit took another draught. She replaced any missing sake from the others’ cups. “Hers is not so big as yours right now, Plumbum. This is okay, but she does say it’s very sensitive.”
“Tell me more, Chit,” Plumbum said. Her marefriend nodded in agreement.
Clearing her throat, the earth mare continued. “She first showed it to me on our honeymoon. We went to Rainbow Falls for that, beautiful place. We were too tired after our wedding to do anything involving toys, mostly just rolling around and putting our fingers into each other.” Chit waited for Moon to stop giggling. Plumbum just kissed her white cheek when she was done. “So, Fiery approaches me, just out of the shower after we spent the evening out on one of the lawns overlooking the valley and falls below.”
“I bet she hated that,” Plumbum interjected.
“You’re not wrong.” Chit held up a finger, her partially submerged right breast rolling out to surface for a brief second. “She was antsy the entire time, fidgeting with her hands and strangely shy. It was the most adorable thing I had ever seen.” Chit smiled, looking down into her cup. “It wasn’t my first time getting well…” Chit brushed her curled mane aside. It was heavy from the water. “Getting fucked.”
The pegasus snickered. “I was wondering if you were ever going to use that word. How was it?” she wondered, leaning in.
Chit looked up from her sake and pursed her lips. “It was the sweetest thing. The other time was just me being stupid and the dude being drunk. Fiery seemed to last forever. Out on that lawn, I think she was running through a script in her head of what she wanted to do to me. Whatever her strategy was, it worked. I spent a few hours getting pounded by the love of my life. Sometimes she’d go slow and kiss me.” Chit’s voice grew low and sultry. “Then she’d flip me on my belly, slam into me like an animal, slapping my ass.” Chit instinctively plucked her left nipple out of the water, giving a slight tug to it, making a show of the moment. “My favorite is always when she’s spooning me, grabbing my breasts and kissing my neck while she furiously fucks.”
After Chit finished, it was deadly silent save for a few crickets. Plumbum looked down to her engorged, pink member. It was standing at attention, droplets of precum forming at the tiny hole at the tip. Blood Moon looked at Chit, almost waiting for more. “Chitty, that was beautiful!” Her eyes lit up.
“It was, Moony,” replied Chit, scooting closer to Plumbum. She took their drinks, the two of them relinquishing them easily. The bigger mare looked down at Chit’s tool and back to her own. She reached down into the water. “Oh!” Chit wasn’t too surprised, but the pegasus’ strong grip did startle her.
“Moony, honey. Go lay out a bunch of towels. Can you do that for me?” asked Plumbum, almost pleadingly.
Blood Moon nodded and stepped out of the hot springs. Her soft and stacked frame padded toward the showers. She went through a stack of cubbies, retrieving loads of fluffy, white towels. She arranged them on the ground with a little hummed tune. Plumbum, meanwhile, continued her ministrations on Chit’s dick.
“What’s your plan, my strong mare?” asked Chit. She ran her hand along Plumbum’s breast and down her tight abdomen. Gripping the giant cock was certainly the end goal, the pegasus gasping and biting her lip in response.
“I want us to be inside Blood Moon,” she admitted, whimpering a little from the attention. Chit grinned, simply nodding to the plan. “Are you ready over there, my love?” she asked. Moon chirped a confirmation, jumping up and down in excitement. Her enormous tits clapped against each other, her ass cheeks jiggled, revealing their softness.
“Is Chitty going to be inside me, too?” Blood Moon clapped her hands to each side of her face, eyes brilliant and elated.
“That’s the plan, honey.” Plumbum looked to Chit, mouthing ‘thank you!’
Both pooled mares stood up, dicks hard and bouncing freely in the cool night air. The sun had gone down enough to hide behind the hot springs’ wooden fence. “I assume you’ll take her backside with that monster of yours?” Chit covered her giggling mouth. Plumbum lay down on the towels. Her back was firm against the ground. Chit surmised the pegasus was going to do just that as she gripped Moon’s flank, gently lowering the bat mare to her level.
“Kiss me, Moony.” They did. Blood Moon’s wet snatch glistened in the light of the facility. Plumbum tapped her butt, getting the hourglass-shaped mare to turn about. Plum’s cock was already slick with precum. Magical or not, it still worked as a decent lubricant. The pegasus slid it in between the folds of Moon’s ass, trying her best to get the mare loose enough. Blood Moon just hummed in response.
“Here, let me help.” Chit intervened. She knelt down, placing her muzzle between Plum’s massive dick and Blood Moon’s tight asshole. She swore she heard the pegasus moan “Oh sweet Luna” but she was doing it anyway. Chit licked at Moon’s asshole, making sure to get her tongue up the cute mare’s donut as far as she could. Even Blood Moon moaned, not really expecting such an intimate maneuver from their friend. After a few moments of licking and Plumbum stroking her marefriend’s low back, Chit inserted a finger, then a second, then a third. She stretched the tight pucker, making Moon loose.
“You’re a miracle worker, Chit,” said Plumbum. The tall mare gently eased Moon on top of her cock, pressing into the stretched hole. It was still a tight fit and both mares struggled to make it work. It wasn’t long until Moon was ready, skewered by her love from behind and laying flat on Plumbum’s chest. She bounced a few times, getting kisses to her head and neck each time she did. Chit couldn’t help but stroke her own dick to the sight of the two making gorgeous butt love. “What are you waiting for, Chitty?” asked a sweating Plumbum. “Fuck her pussy! Please?” Blood Moon repeated the word ‘please’ which only drove Chit even more crazy.
They slowed down in time for Chit to join. Her horsecock hung low as she aimed it for Moon’s marehood. It must have been her excitement and the penetration before, but the pink and white mare’s pussy simply ate up Chit’s member. Chit moaned loudly in response, her body laying against Blood Moon’s. Their breasts, evenly matched and jiggling in unison, met with a soft squish. Plumbum’s voice could be heard thanking the sisters for this moment. Chit started to pump, slowly at first.
“Oh my…” The graceful mare breathed. “I can feel your huge dick on the other side, Plummy,” she noted. The feeling was unique and not entirely common. Every time Plum would pump up, she could even feel the magical medial ring bump and pass her own. This created an intense sensation to Chit’s nethers, but she could only imagine what was happening to the bat pony they were fucking.
Blood Moon was drooling. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth sloppily. She was usually one to speak up with energy and earnest thoughts, but at this moment, she was silent. Chit kissed Moon’s neck, not wanting to distract her too much from the ecstasy. The earth pony mare humped harder, almost fighting the larger dick for Moon-pleasing dominance. “Oh fuck,” Plumbum uttered, her cock slowing down. 
Chit giggled. “Are you going to cum, Plummy?” Plumbum breathed out, not responding immediately. “Are you going to dump all of your magical spunk into your marefriend’s tight little asshole, Plumbum?” With that, Plumbum screamed, almost bestial, splashing Moon’s insides with her hot, white goo. She still pumped away, dedicated to the cause of driving her marefriend wild.
The earth mare saw this opportunity and let loose. Her balls slapped against the pegasus’ larger shaft as she pounded Moon’s pussy. “Oh dear me,” she whispered. Chit noticed her nipples flipping over Moon’s nipples, the feeling drove her over the edge. “Mm!” Chit squeaked, filling Moon with her own cum.
Eventually, they detached from one another. Plumbum had a look of proud excitement, taking a silent nap. Chit looked on the two of them with a warm smile. She also lay next to Blood Moon to nap. It was clear Moon wasn’t going to wake any time soon. Chit assumed the mare came at least four or five times in the process of their double teaming.
It was nighttime, after all. The couple would have to go home and Chit would have to get something to eat and maybe sleep for a few hours, ready to experience more of the spa at her own pace. The feeling of Moon’s softness and Plumbum’s tight embrace made the trip more than worth it.
> Chapter four
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She slept and dreamed of a foggier time. Chit walked upstairs in their middle class Canterlot home. Her son was gone into preliminary royal guard training and her daughter had been in a college unknown to her and her husband for months now. Her son’s room had always been a little messy during his high school years, but Chit was never allowed in it to clean. Now was her chance.
Ascending the staircase, the chubby mare did her best to balance her load of cleaning utensils, dust pads, garbage bags, plastic boxes to save Pike’s foalhood toys that never got around to getting put in storage. Some of the items teetered, threatening to fall all the way downstairs and force Chit to start the journey all over. Thankfully, no items were misplaced and she moved on down the hallway and into her son’s bedroom. Dreaming Chit only could remember the soft dawn light and the undrawn shades of the bedroom.
Chit Chat got to work. She picked up clothing, removing some of the more odorous garments such as underwear and socks. Her son’s bedroom had a small closet stuffed with sun-bleached books. Many of them were softly bound but a few old door-stoppers of hard back novels and the occasional scientific journal.
She smiled, or rather dreaming Chit remembered herself smiling. There were always so many indoor activities he was into, books, games—she never saw him exercising or out in nature hiking the mountain. “Better tidy this up,” she considered out loud. Chit scratched her messy mane. No, he wouldn’t want that disturbed. His nose was always in one of those books and maybe they were legitimately loaned books from a library. She quietly sighed, moving over to dusting and packing things up for laundry. 
She tugged at her blouse and poked her sweat pants. She was heavy, no doubt. It was something Lance reminded her of almost daily. Perhaps it was the ‘earth pony physique’ something her pegasus husband probably knew nothing about.
Shaking these thoughts away, Chit remembered idling for a moment’s time. The dawn was gorgeous and bright. The late summer’s morning coolness resonated with her; Chit may have spent the last hour staring quietly out the window.
“Miss Chat?” a sleepy voice, distant but clear came through the open window.
“Mm?” her head turned about, realizing she was staring into the distance at the hills miles beyond the mountain. Chit’s eyes saw a thin form, orange with a crop of blue mane. The young woman was covered in piercings, muzzle, ears, lips, and nipples. 
Indeed the young mare was naked. Chit could easily recognize her wife in her dream, but then again, she wasn’t her wife. Not at all. She was the nineteen year-old only daughter of the family next door. Pike always mentioned how distracting she was in the morning, but Chit didn’t expect such a warm welcome.
“Hello, miss Essence,” replied a sleepy, cordial Chit Chat. “You look lovely today. Also, you are naked.”
Fiery snickered. “Yeah, I am. I always sleep naked. You should try it sometime.” Chit could feel the unicorn’s eyes look her up and down. She pulled at her blouse, looking down at the floor.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to look into your house.” Chit stammered.
Her words were caught midway, the young unicorn shaking her head, her breasts following with the motion on her thin body. “Nope. Like… You’re free to watch me anytime. You look like a busy mare so I understand why you’d assume I’m a busy mare.”
Chit looked up. The unicorn was thin as a board with two large breasts aiming forward with a purpose. Fiery Essence’s lower lady parts were hidden beneath the windowsill but she could only imagine the college-age mare had a small butt compared to her own large tract of real estate.
Fiery could feel Chit’s gaze, the unicorn’s eyes narrowing. “You’re giving me that look, aren’t you?” she softly oozed. “I love it when ponies give me that look. It makes me feel alive.”
Dreaming Chit would have rolled her eyes at the awful college-age come on, but dream Chit just sat and smiled. “Is it truly that exciting?” she asked while leaning forward on the windowsill.
Fiery held up two fingers, exposing them from under the window. Chit did not know why she did so until she peered further. They were slick with a clear, slimy substance that the young mother easily recognized. She gasped a tiny bit, blushing.
“You did interrupt me, but I’m glad you’re here talking to me. It’s usually just Pike trying to get dressed as fast as he can before his asshole father finds out.” Fiery caught herself, coughed and scratched the back of her head. “Uh, sorry.”
Chit nodded. “No need.” She grimaced but didn’t leave her spot on the bed. After a moment, Chit stopped playing with her shirt, looking over to the other house. “Can I… h-help you?” she asked.
A few cars drove by, but no other sounds could be heard. Fiery blinked. The younger mare silently nodded. Chit reached down to the bottom of her blouse. She pulled it up, revealing a very soft belly complete with a deep belly button and a set of giant breasts that splayed out on her ample frame. She was hot and red.
“Fucking. Gorgeous. Shit.” Fiery reached back down with the gooey hand, massaging herself. Chit joined in with her own play but only reaching for her chest and pulling on her right nipple. A pool formed in her sweatpants, her heart raced. A few more minutes of this and she would lose control of herself.
It wasn’t a few minutes but roughly a few seconds of the two mares playing when Fiery’s face went pale. “Oh fuck!” she yelled, ducking behind the windowsill. Chit turned about only to see a tall, white pegasus stallion towering over her.

~~

Chit woke. The sun had fully set and now Luna’s moon nearly peeked out from the edge of the onsen’s wall. She was naked and with a face full of Blood Moon’s breast. She heard soft kissing sounds from the other side of her fellow busty mare, quickly discerning their source to be of an amorous silver pegasus kissing her marefriend’s cheek and forehead.
Plumbum had her personal robe on, covering her half-naked body to a T. She knelt by Chit and her bat marefriend, peppering Moon with kisses all over the other’s face. Blood Moon stirred, mewling like a cat with a yawn and a stretch not dissimilar to one. “Is it time for sleep, Plummy?” she mumbled.
“Yes, honey. we only slept a little while. But, dinner first.” Plumbum leaned over further, gently kissing Chit on the forehead. Chit Chat looked up at her with a warm smile. “We’ll visit with Chitty another time. Chit, we’ll see you later. Enjoy your stay here.”
They exchanged courtesies and the two were gone. Chit claimed her proper robe and put it back on. By now the vending machine penis was gone. She figured the magic only lasted for an hour tops and then, poof! Nothing. This was okay as Chit knew the robes were not designed with the cartoon cock machine in mind.
A few new mares were in the hot springs, a couple of earth mares with breasts and asses like her own, two small, petite unicorns, and a pleasant-looking bat pony mare who gently smiled to Chit as she looked them over. Chit smiled back but left as soon as the five mares began talking about their private romantic interests. Chit thought it nice seeing younger mares enjoy this place. It wasn’t just for business mares in need of relaxation or a fuck, for that matter.
Her stomach growled. It was a good time as ever for a late dinner.

~~

The facility had a small cafeteria. It mostly served salads and health foods, not a hayburger to be found in sight. She settled with a small mixed salad with lots of boiled egg and sat next to a familiar face.
She wasn’t familiar at first, but the strikingly different shape and facial structure, not to mention color and a distinct eagle head, gave this griffon away. “Rhena! Hello, my wonderful friend!” Chit plopped her rump on the padded bench next to the griffon. Rhena was distinctly yellowish-gold. Her headfeathers sprouted off the top of her head like a fan, white splotches of arrow-like marks dotted her body. Her green eyes narrowed, piercing through Chit as if the other was an assailant.
For a beat, Chit could feel the griffon’s raw, predatory nature stab at her. Her heart sank, but her mind eased when Rhena finally put on a smile. The griffon hugged Chit, her robed body making her look like a cream-covered puff pastry hugging a fluffy soufflé with a blueberry compote on her head. “Chit Chat?! Yes! Finally someone I know. Sit with me! Distract me from these weirdos.”
“Okay, okay.” Chit released the hug. In Rhena’s fervor, the griffonness pushed herself so quickly against Chit that the mare got the chance to feel Rhena’s rump. Rhena’s lion half was truly plump, even moreso than Chit’s. It felt like gelatin to her and it moved in waves. She sat back down, preparing to eat and talk. “What brings you, of all people, here?”
Rhena munched a bit. She had a sandwich from a paper bag, nothing featured in the salad buffet, certainly. Chit wrinkled her nose at it. It smelled like fried fish. “I had some time to blow. My parents are like in… the diamond empire or some shit.”
“Crystal Empire?” corrected Chit Chat.
“Yeah.” Rhena continued to chow down. She finished her small meal, gave a little burp. Chit giggled softly. “I knew you were here.” she plainly stated.
“From Fiery, I suppose?” Chit wasn’t surprised.
“Yeah.” The griffonness looked about herself, seeing a gray unicorn with an even darker mane walk up to their table. “Oh fuck me. Here she comes.” All of the sudden Rhena stood up straight and proper. Chit tilted her head in confusion as she watched Rhena give this new unicorn a doe-eyed stare.
The mare was in a well-tailored robe even fancier than Plumbum’s. She gave a look of careful consideration to the griffon and earth pony. “Pleased to meet you…”
Chit stretched a hand to the unicorn. “Chit Chat. This is my friend, Rhena Full…”
“I know who she is,” grinned the unicorn. “She’s my bitch for the day. You could be too unless you want to just watch.”
Rhena blushed a deep orange. She looked to Chit, her eyes pleading for an answer. Chit looked at her friend, cupped a hand over her own mouth and laughed. “I would like to watch, maybe participate. What has she done to be your bitch?” she asked, still laughing.
The unicorn chuckled. “She asked. Stella Strike. I chose this place because I heard they have a fairly legendary toy room. I mean to abuse this griffon’s ass.” Her voice was calm, but endearing. Chit could sense a kindred spirit in her with an added flavor of dominatrix.
Rhena was quiet, she curled her beak, indicating some discomfort but Chit was convinced this was the griffon’s intent. “Take me to the room. I’d like to see what you want to do with her.”
With that, the three sauntered through the halls. A silent griffon and her two mares flanking her on each side. The room was near the west corner of the north hall. It was clearly marked with the words “Toy Rooms.” Simple enough, though Chit. The earth mare pushed the door open, revealing a second hallway and a few more rooms. They all traveled on, reaching another door, moving into their final destination.
The lights were dim, but not as dark as the rest of the spa. There were shelves and shelves of pre-sanitized toys ranging from the tiniest vibrating egg to the largest dragon cock dildo. Chit spotted harnesses, swings, ropes, instruments of light torture and pleasure of all kinds on a shelf appropriately marked “BDSM.”
“Oh my. What have I gotten myself into,” remarked Chit. It was just the three of them standing in the middle of a softly padded room, staring down a plethora of toys some more hardcore than others.
Stella did not wait. She removed her robe to reveal her soft belly, a curvy mare indeed. Her breasts were about the same size as Plumbum’s but rest on a much less fit chest. Her twat had already been drooling even before the robe was removed. A few dark stains dribbled down her thighs and into her calves.
The unicorn floated white silk rope over along with a few other toys. “I’m not going to get into any hard stuff. I’m too horny for that and you two are impossibly gorgeous to do more than just tease.” She looked at her bitch, the griffonness staring back as calm as she could. “Strip!” demanded Stella.
Rhena did so. Chit was behind the griffon and could see her giant rump in all of its glory. She audibly gasped, expecting the usually snarky bird to say something but Rhena was playing the role as best as she could.
“Do you want to give orders, Chit Chat?” asked Stella as the ropes floated around, wrapping themselves around Rhena’s wings, arms and legs. Soon, the ropes fully encompassed the griffon in a shibari style, squeezing her smallish C-cups, exposing and dividing her ass cheeks. Rhena was on the floor, laying on her side as she looked up, still silent, but breathing heavily.
The moments had passed for Chit to make a decision. She nodded, yes. “Okay, then. Go ahead a take a seat. Tell me what to do to her and your wish will be my command.”
Chit kept her robe on, realizing that her own excitement was thoroughly ruining the garment as she sat but not caring in the slightest. Her eyes were transfixed on the two womanly figures before her. “Play with her nipples.”
“Gladly.” Stella knelt down, taking her fingers and tracing Rhena’s areolae both at the same time. Rhena whimpered but that was not nearly enough for Stella to stop. Stella pulled on both, getting rough enough to pull Rhena a few inches along the floor.
“Oh fuck! Chitty, tell her to plug me, please!” Rhena pleaded, looking to Chit. Chit looked at Stella.
“It’s your call, Chit Chat.” Stella suckled on Rhena’s little left pink nipple. Rhena moaned and struggled against her ropes.
Chit couldn’t prevent her hand from rubbing her own clit, massaging the nub at the same pace Stella played and teased Rhena. She heard a few more pleas from the griffon. Chit gasped, nodded and pointed at Rhena. “Gag her.”
“Gladly.” Stella floated a ball gag from one of the shelves. Grasped in her magic, the gag approached Rhena ominously.
“Wait, what?” Rhena shook a little in her ropes. Her movements were futile, only proving to flop herself prone with her face smooshed against the floor. 
Stella turned her over onto her back, chuckling. “We’ll plug you, alright. This one will certainly count, my griffon slut.”
Chit did not see the scene. She was too busy getting out of her robe. All she could hear was some muffled whines and the clatter of a buckle. Soon, the only true voices in the room were her and Stella. The dusky mare pulled away to reveal her work. Rhena lay face-up, staring at Chit with worried eyes. Her beak was indeed gagged, drool leaking out the sides as she progressively learned to breathe through her nostrils.
“Beautiful.” Chit felt like she was finally getting into the moment. “Now, don’t fill her ass yet. I want to see her broken from orgasm.”
Stella gave a sly smile. Rhena looked to the unicorn with a curious expression. “Vibrating egg,” she stated with no hint of a question in her voice. Chit merely nodded in reply. Said egg and it’s attachment was easily found and floated over to the griffon. With her hands, Stella attached it to Rhena’s swollen clit, fastening the egg portion with some fur-friendly medical tape that came with the device. She slipped the main part of the vibrator into the ropes along Rhena’s wide hips. “All we need to do is turn it on.” Stella turned the dial about halfway. They heard buzzing immediately.
Rhena whined, rocking her legs up and wiggling her tush this way and that. “Oops, did I set it too high?” cooed Stella. The unicorn used her magic to pull on both of Rhena’s tits, massaging them as she would with her hands. This time Stella walked over to the more standard toys, retrieving a normal dildo, a full set of horsecock and balls. It was particularly massive, but not entirely long, about half the length of Chit’s forearm. It’s girth was the distinguishing part of the toy. It was nearly fist-sized in circumference. Stella also grabbed a generous dollop of lube from a wall-mounted dispenser, polishing the toy and getting some more for her victim who still squirmed and bucked her hips.
“Do you think that will fit?” Chit wondered out loud, her own fingers now inside her pussy. She pumped away, clearly enjoying the sight of her wife’s friend getting used in such a manner.
Stella winked at Chit Chat. “I chose Rhena for a reason. And it is this!” Stella used her magic to flip Rhena over. The bird made a muffled squawk while her ass was exposed. The unicorn strode up to the griffon, slapping her left cheek, eliciting an “Mm!” from Rhena. Stella gently opened the voluminous griffon posterior, reaching down with her lubed hand to spread the semi-liquid all over. She made sure to reach into Rhena’s little star, tugging and pulling the walls to a stretch. 
It took a little while, but Chit didn’t mind. She had retrieved her own reasonably sized dildo, taking a seat once again and smoothing it against her wet pussy. She wasted no time penetrating herself, pumping the object so far in it easily hit against her inner wall. “I-I can’t give you directions any m-more, Stella. Finish her up and join me,” she eked out.
By this time Rhena was used to the vibration. Her eyes could not focus on a particular point and her breath became ragged. She was truly lost in the moment. The giant horsecock pressed against her now gaping donut, still requiring her to stretch a little more to accept it. “There we go, slut. I’m going to keep jamming this in you and just leave it there while I fuck your friend, okay?” she stated calmly, measured.
Rhena whimpered. It was all she could do as Stella rammed the cock in and out of her asshole. Stella occasionally slapped Rhena’s ass hard. The rump was thick enough she was certain it didn’t really hurt the griffon. However, the unicorn did treat the tush with a little more love, kissing it and kneading it slowly. But, true to her word, after minutes of pumping the dick, Stella just left it in. Before heading over to Chit, who was on her back, playing with her tits, Stella turned the vibrator up to the penultimate speed. 
Tears formed in Rhena’s eyes. She closed them, moaning loudly with each passing second. Her ass slapped down on the padded floor, pushing the cock back into her. She kept doing this, pleasuring herself on autopilot, trussed up and not being able to do anything else.
Chit was greeted with a wet kiss and a hand on top of hers, helping to caress her breasts. “Eat me out. I’m ready,” whispered Stella as she promptly sat on Chit’s face. The mare below was more than willing, licking through the juices the unicorn had built up. In spite of the moans and squeaks coming from Rhena, their lovemaking was soft and calm. Chit still fucked herself hard with the silicone member, feeling the item fill and retreat from her. But, Stella was kind enough to reach down and play with Chit’s swollen button of a clit.
Rhena’s moans grew quieter, her ass simply lowered onto the giant cock and settled. Stella flashed her magic, turning off the vibrator as it sounded as if the griffon was going to pass out. She did indeed, but with the dildo still inside, pushing against her tummy and distending it as she lay in ecstasy.
Chit eagerly lapped away at Stella’s snatch. The unicorn hummed a pleasured tone and pulled out the motherly mare’s own toy phallus. Chit Chat didn’t mind one bit as the unicorn replaced it with her own fingers. She was more than wet and could accommodate three fingers immediately. Stella jammed them in and simultaneously rubbed the swollen clit with a thumb.
“How do you know feathers, here?” asked Stella, standing up to give Chit some air to respond.
The mare below wiped her messy muzzle off, smiling and petting her new friend’s pussy in kind. “She’s been a friend of my wife’s since high school. Her high school, not mine,” corrected Chit. “I’m… a little bit older than they are.”
Stella leaned down, getting closer to Chit’s dripping cleft. She lay on top of the mare, fitting her soft hips on top of Chit’s giant tits. Giggling at this, Chit moved her breasts to allow better room for the unicorn. It was a good position to play with one another and converse at the same time. Stella fired up her magic, teasing and pulling on the aforementioned tits and playing with Chit’s nipples. “You look so young. Sexy, voluptuous, and definitely a MILF, but young.”
Chit Chat softly gasped. Her next set of breaths were deep, an attempt to concentrate with all of the teasing. “Thank you, Stella. My kids are grown and… actually their age.” She gestured to Rhena who was audibly snoring. “I hope it’s not odd being married to a mare my children used to play with years ago.”
Stella laughed, opening up Chit’s slit with both hands. She wanted to get a hand in there, at least. The earth mare’s pussy smelled so sweet and intoxicating. “It is a little strange,” admitted Stella. Her hand eventually slipped inside. Chit squirmed and licked the unicorn’s marehood up and down in exchange. “But, if you’re happy with it, there’s no reason anyone should stop you. Do you love her?” Stella blushed, not expecting herself to ask such an intimate question of a mare she was beginning to fist.
“More than you could ever know.” Chit thought about Fiery in that moment. She thought about how Fiery’s small hands would easily fit in her pussy, softly pushing in and out, spreading her while being paradoxically forceful and loving. Her overheating unicorn wife’s arms felt as hard and hot as the biggest horsecock. She even imagined herself getting reamed by a small dragon in those moments, and Fiery was certainly willing to oblige with their roleplay.
“Oh shit. Chitty you just… Whoa!” Stella looked up. In Chit’s daydream, she hadn’t noticed the geyser of girlcum blasting from her gaping hole. She moaned loudly and gripped the floor, a veritable fountain of clear fluids spraying out as Stella removed her arm from Chit. 
As luck would have it, the squirt hit the sleeping Rhena in the face. She stirred, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. “Mph!” she saw another spout of cum splash out of Chit Chat, the mare thoroughly getting the padded floor wet. Rhena pouted and struggled against her ropes.
Stella chuckled. She leaned in to kiss Chit. “May the three of us meet sometime in the future. You haven’t experienced pleasure until you’ve had two unicorns in the room with you.” Giving Chit’s purple mane a pet, she stood up to finally help Rhena.

~~

Soon, they were finished. Stella took off the vibrator and removed the giant dick from Rhena. The griffon’s gag was removed, though Rhena had no words to say and simply waited for the ropes to come off.
Chit stood up, putting her robe back on and helping her griffon friend up. Stella clapped her hands, also redressing. “Well, I do say that was successful. I should plan for something like this again in the future.”
Rhena merely hugged Chit, falling into her plush breasts. “I’m going to take care of this one,” said Chit. “We’ll see you around?”
“Oh yes. Yes, indeed,” replied Stella.
> Chapter five
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Chit found herself standing in an empty room with a half dozen couches surrounding a stage that resided in the middle. The room was not too large, about the size of a suburban living room. The room was also strangely lit, the middle of the room surrounding the stage was brighter than the couches, drawing her and Rhena’s attention to the vacant platform.
They both sat on a three-person couch. Chit had her legs crossed as she waited patiently and Rhena leaned sideways against the far arm of the sofa. An attendant marched in with a tray full of sparkling waters and butter cookies. Chit was glad for the light snack after the heavy amounts of fun she’d experienced over the last twelve hours.
After leaving the toy room, Chit had decided to find a place to put Rhena down for a nap. The griffon agreed with a fatigued wave of a hand and Stella bid them farewell. After giving the unicorn their regards, Chit happened upon this room in all of its empty glory. She plopped the griffon down who immediately fell asleep. It did not take Chit Chat much time to sleep alongside her friend, placing her head against Rhena’s pillow-like butt cheeks and passing out.
When they woke, they discovered Pour View standing above them, smiling her lukewarm, professional smile. She alerted them that there was to be a meeting in this room in another thirty minutes and suggested for them to wait if they were willing or leave if they did not want to see the ‘changeling’ meeting.
Intrigued, Chit replied with a simple nod, nudging Rhena awake who rubbed her eyes and also nodded. Soon, they were wide awake and staring at the center of the room.
Rhena swished her lion tail back and forth. “Looks like a stage for a strip club. You know, without the pole,” she mused.
Chit held a hand to her chin, chuckling. “No, it’s too small to do anything but stand, sit, or lay down on. Dancing would be too dangerous.”
“You only know that because Fiery’s a stripper.” Rhena turned a predatory eye to Chit. She paused for a second so the words could sink in. Chit nodded and sighed without adding anything else. “There’s nothing wrong with that. She’s a great dancer, Chitty,” she concluded.
Chit tightened her robe closer to her body. Her breasts plumped up and bulged against the upper window of the garment. “I love that she is,” said Chit, a smile forming on her face. “She can be incredibly intense about her work. Safety is a big thing for her to worry about, though.”
Rhena narrowed her eyes, lifting a brow.
Chit Chat giggled. “Not for her, exactly. She’s fine with her… abilities.” She paused for a moment, shaking her head. “It’s any pony that tries to take advantage of the fact she’s a performer that are unsafe. She’s burnt a stallion or two, one of them in the face.”
“Shit,” Rhena replied. “I heard about that one. Guy kept asking for her to take off her bracelets in front of everyone and she ignored him. He gets up into her face and before Brick could get there—“
“She took off two bracelets to show him. He still yelled, shoves her and then she placed a hand right on the stallion’s muzzle. Mixer and Brick couldn’t even get the smell of burnt hair out of the stage for two weeks.” Chit sighed, looking at the brightened stage. “I wish I could have been there. For her.”
Rhena snorted. “The asshole got what he deserved. That shit happens all the time according to your wife. Well, not the face burning.”
Waving a hand about, Chit continued, “I have to give credit to Brick. That guy is an amazing bouncer. Mixer helps as well. They’ve been great friends to her. I just…” she drifted off.
After a few moments, Rhena scoot closer to Chit, placing her hands on her chin as if to show the mare her full attention. “You just wish it was only normal ponies that went to strip clubs and not the occasional weirdo? I do too. All of our friends do when we watch ponies take off their clothes and show their tits, asses, cocks, pussies, and tits to us.”
Chit laughed. She assumed a more open posture, letting the robe reveal her breasts more. “You’re correct. I guess I’m just worried about the most random and inane events. I forgot that a big guy like Brick is there for security and such an assertive bartender like Mixer can take care of things.”
Rhena nodded. “That’s the spirit! Brick’s great. He’ll do almost anything if you ask him. I mean, the guy’s a little bashful, not so much he can’t see ponies naked, but one time he, uh.” Rhena blushed and turned away. Her nipples peeked from within her robe, breasts not quite large enough to fill in the empty space between her chest and the fabric. They were red and erect. Rhena looked down to her lap, silent.
“Ooh,” Chit cooed. She wrapped her right leg around Rhena’s left, clutching the other’s paw with her cold feet. Rhena jumped, but Chit hushed her in a soothing voice. “Did you have fun with Brick? He’s a handsome guy. He’s probably hiding something large in those black slacks of his.”
“Shut up.” Rhena did not outright admit her guilt, though her mind swam with thoughts of the big stallion taking a break in the dressing room an hour before the girls arrived. His cock, easily exceeding a foot in length, was buried in Rhena’s ass. It pumped in and out, fully engulfed by Rhena’s stretched asshole. The griffon gripped the carpeted floor as the tall stallion pile-drove her into it. Brick’s hand came down onto her rump, Rhena screaming in slight pain but also severe ecstasy. She shook herself from her day dream, feeling her right butt cheek to make sure she wasn’t actually fucking Brick in front of Chit.
“So, that’s a ‘yes?’” surmised Chit Chat, the mare giggling. Rhena did not respond, promptly removing her hand from her butt. “I never knew you liked your plush tush to be so filled. It’s cute.”
Rhena stuck her tongue out at the mature mare. “You’re one to talk, miss ‘I can’t wait for you to get a dildo in me.’” The griffon folded her arms, covering her chest turning to face her adjacent friend.
Chit swiveled to greet Rhena eye-to-eye. Her legs wrapped around Rhena’s waist and she just about chirped like the half bird she was. “When you saw me getting lunch at this lovely sex spa, what were your thoughts?” She fell back, embracing Rhena in her arms. The griffon lay against Chit’s chest, staring into her eyes.
“I… uh, didn’t think you were the type. I didn’t even think you were the type to be attracted to Fiery in the first place but you married her, so, yeah.” Rhena again tried to look away, but Chit brushed her conical head feathers, running her hand down her cheek to turn it toward her. “What are you doing?” Rhena asked.
“Kissing you.” Chit swiftly placed her lips squarely on Rhena’s soft beak. The griffon pursed hers back, trying her best to keep up with the mare knowing her equipment was certainly not as flexible. Pulling back, Chit ran a hand down Rhena’s back, feeling around with her fingers and softly massaging the young griffon’s plump posterior. “Fiery told me you always wanted her to use a certain spell, a spell with which I am more than intimate. Did you dream of her filling your ass or your front?”
Almost as if to answer her question, Rhena brought her hand down to Chit’s marehood, patting it like an unfamiliar pet dog. 
Chit hummed in delight and continued, “You’re free to look at me closer. But, I want to get to know you a little more, my little birdie.”
Rhena rolled her eyes, slicking her fingers against Chit’s dampening marehood. Her gentle strokes caused Chit to coo though the mare wasn’t so distracted that she averted her gaze. To the contrary, Chit Chat redoubled her efforts to pry information out of the griffon, leaning in to kiss Rhena’s forehead and beak half a dozen times.
“It’s not Fiery I wanted all the time, I just…” she trailed off. Rhena blushed as the kisses continued, her teasing hand surprisingly had lost the battle. “Well,” continued Rhena. “You know that I’ve always wanted to, you know, fuck Fiery, right?”
Chit Chat giggled. She emphasized her acknowledgement to Rhena’s statement with a light slap to the griffon’s ass. 
Rhena grunted, doing her best to ignore her couchmate’s teasing. “When it finally came time, we were like animals, Chitty. Or, at least I thought I was. Fiery just couldn’t be satisfied. I did all I could and she was charming, hot, sweet even, but that unicorn…”
Chuckling, Chit nodded. “I understand, sweetie. She doesn’t mean to be intimidating, but it’s part of the reason why I was drawn to her. Fiery lives for herself and she doesn’t let any pony stop her.” She had grown tired of the light war they waged. Chit fingered Rhena’s still loose pucker and pulled on the walls of her asshole. All of Rhena’s teasing ceased only for the griffon to moan loudly into Chit’s H-cup breasts. “And I know about your crush on your shark friend. I’ve known since we went to that beach in Baltimare.”
Rhena’s green eyes opened wide at this. She pushed off of Chit’s chest, only for the mare to grab one of her golden breasts and pull until three fingers clasped and pinched a nipple. “I uh… how did you know?” Rhena did the same back to Chit, though the older mare’s breasts were not as easily palm-able.
“Ooh, seems like I just stumbled upon a secret. Rhena and Sea Gnash. One griffon and the other a shark pony, high school crushes but neither of them made a move.” Chit Chat smirked, smug as she ever could be. “Did I get that right?”
Three long, scaled fingers drove deep into Chit’s marehood. Chit moaned and grabbed at the couch below them as Rhena wordlessly unleashed a comeback. Entwined, the two gasped and expanded each others’ holes with their fingers, occasionally moving in for a kiss or two.
Suddenly, the door opened with a thud. It was Pour View again, strolling over to the two on the couch. “Ahem!” she announced. Her arms were crossed, standing in front of a dark, taller figure in casual clothing. Rhena squawked and removed her hand from Chit’s pussy. Chit Chat kept hers inside of Rhena’s butt. They both looked toward the interrupting attendant, still clad in her pristine uniform.
“May we help you?” asked Chit, still smug from before. Rhena simply removed herself from the lustful mare’s grip and sat down on the other side of the couch. Chit also sat upright, adjusting her half-worn robe to be in a fully-worn position. The griffon did the same and now they both regarded Pour as if she was a parent who caught them both playing ‘doctor.’
Pour raised a brow, unamused by Chit’s nonchalant attitude. “This is Midnight. She’s here to entertain some guests who paid a large sum of money to see a show displaying their latest invention.” She gestured to the dark figure, clearly a changeling from the chitinous skin to the pale, almost opaque green eyes. What stood out about Midnight was her two-tone mane, more akin to any other pony’s with their complimenting purple and red. “Midnight, introduce yourself to your new assistants.”
Midnight’s eyes darted side-to-side. She gave a little smile and a small wave of her hand, not bringing her arm up fully. “Hi,” she said. Pour stepped behind her and pushed at Midnight’s shoulders, the bug-like mare’s white tank top crumpled under Pour’s strong hand.
“She will be performing with a new changeling-marketed accessory that allows a changeling to transform into any pony they haven’t even met. As long as someone else around them has met them before. The company who invented it has a dozen or so designers and engineers waiting in the lobby to see it in action.” Pour slowly backed away toward the door. “I will retrieve them at once. Be good assistants and do what she says.” She exited, shutting the door swiftly and quietly.

~~

With Pour View gone, Rhena and Chit could only look up at Midnight. The changeling shuffled her feet, scratching at her mane and her top. It took a couple of minutes before anyone said anything and only then were they exchanges of names and pleasantries.
The griffon had seethed too long. “Assistants?!” Rhena finally threw her arms up in the air. “What, is this some kind of punishment for just being here?”
Chit Chat pat Rhena’s closest thigh, hushing her. “Midnight, you seem to know more about what’s going on. Did this company hire you?”
Midnight shook her head, a nervous smile appearing on her face. She had a light voice, unexpectedly gentle for a once feared collective of love-stealing bug ponies. “I-I was hired by this establishment. I figured the spa environment was because of legal reasons.”
Rhena turned away, resting her chin on her fist. Chit nodded in understanding. Her teasing mood gone and her motherly feelings returning at the sight of the uncomfortable changeling. “They’re paying you, I assume. Did you… want to do something like this?” she asked.
Midnight nodded. She blushed, but on the soft, grey chitin it was almost imperceptible. “I never could afford coming here. I’ve always wanted to. I took a tour once, Ms. View showed me around and…” She rubbed her shoulders, looking about herself as if someone was spying on them. “There’s no judgment here. It’s all just ponies relaxing and having fun. I wish places like this were cheaper and more available.”
Chit pat the couch beside her, draping her robe so her breasts were fully covered. Midnight obliged and sat straight and neat in between the griffon and the earth pony.
“Thank you.” Midnight smiled at Chit and Rhena, getting a smile back from the former and a quiet nod from the latter. “I don’t know what this all entails. To be honest, I thought I was just going to be modeling or something similar.”
“Psh!” Rhena regarded the changeling with a lazy turn of her head. “They’ll probably bark orders and have you do some weird tests. Maybe hook you up to a machine, but nothing fun like what you’re probably thinking.”
Midnight looked back, tilting her head with a frown. “What do you mean?”
Chit placed a hand on the changeling’s back, rubbing it around in circles. Midnight’s skin felt surprisingly soft even underneath the tank top. “She’s just teasing and being silly, Midnight. Think about what this spa is. They wouldn’t allow for something so uptight and invasive take place here.”
Rhena shrugged at Midnight, the changeling turned back around to Chit. “A lot of ponies haven’t even seen a changeling before. I’m just worried that—“
The earth mare placed a strong finger on Midnight’s lips, hushing the other’s thought. “You’re worried that you’ll blow their minds with what you can do. Or, what I think you can do. Not to mention this device they’re working on. Seems like we’ll be doing most of the creative work while you get to stand there looking pretty.”
Midnight returned to the center of the couch. She looked at the stage and smiled. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. If I don’t have to do much, I should be okay with this.”
Without any warning, the familiar attendant burst in the room followed by a long line of  a dozen or so ponies, big and small, male and female. They mostly wore button-up shirts, slacks and some of them wore jeans. In any case, all of them were fully clothed with severe faces. The changeling swallowed hard, eyeing a few of the newcomers to the room as they marched around, taking seats in each subsequent couch.
“Please stand up, you three.” Pour View motioned for the three companions to come toward her in the center of the room. Chit saw a few of the male guests wink at one another as she mounted the stage with the others. Pour stepped off and bowed to the audience, roughly a dozen evenly distributed mares and stallions. “Ladies and gentlecolts, may I present to you Midnight and her two assistants. They will be your subjects for your consumers’ test as well as your entertainment for the morning. If there aren’t any questions we will procure your device and place it on Midnight’s horn.”
A tall mare in a suit who had taken residence in the three’s previous couch stood up to hand Pour a small, metallic ring. It looked like a standard device for locking magic, but seemed more futuristic with glowing blue LEDs. One stallion had a question about the two assistants and their purpose. Rhena turned to glare at the stallion, causing the fellow to cower in the corner of the couch. His two adjacent coworkers laughed and pat his shoulder. Pour smiled at the distraction but gladly took the ring. She swiveled about, placing her hands on Midnight’s waist to shift the bug mare into the center of the small stage. “Here.” She slipped the ring over Midnight’s horn, letting it rest on the base of her forehead.
“They have one small request for all three of you.” Pour looked at them, eyeing the pony, griffon, and changeling’s clothing. “Strip. They need to control for some variables.”
A few other mares and stallions snickered at this. Rhena’s cheeks flushed but her earth mare friend did not hesitate and Chit was naked almost instantly. Her pendulous breasts elicited a few gasps from the audience. Rhena followed suit, frowning the entire time she undressed.
“I have some more work to finish up,” announced Pour as she strode toward the exit. “I’ll leave you to it. They’ll give you some tasks and a pony to impersonate. Good luck!” After that, Chit Chat, Rhena, and Midnight were standing on a stage in front of a dozen ponies. Their hearts beat heavily, looking at each with every pair of eyes waiting for them to do something.
“Well, go on!” said the mare in the suit, a dark green earth pony. “Take her clothes off, dutiful assistants!”
Rhena and Chit nodded. Chit tapped Midnight’s arms for her to raise them. Rhena peeled off the white tank top, revealing the changeling’s heavy breasts with their dark grey nipples. Chit grab a strong hold of Midnight’s pants, removing them from the round ass to reveal a pair of white lace panties. “Cute!” a mare in the audience barked. She was hushed soon after. Rhena helped remove Midnight’s underwear while the changeling stepped out of both.
Standing up and tossing the clothing to the side, Rhena clapped her hands to her hips. “There!” she looked at the audience, breasts jiggling as she regarded a good half of them. “What next?”
For a moment there was silence. Most of the audience wore deep red on their faces, looking at each other for guidance. The suited mare stood up, blushing as well, but at least somewhat confident in her posture. “Well, what did we come here for? Who should she transform into?” After a few of her employees barked out jokes like: “Another changeling,” or, “My ex-wife!” one mare stood up, petite and wearing a flannel jacket. She raised her hand, the suited mare pointed to her.
“I’d like to s-see a p-princess… Like… Maybe Luna?” The cacophony of different ambiguous suggestions turned to a dull roar of agreement. Rhena rolled her eyes and Chit held a hand to her giggling mouth.
A dark blue hand clasped onto Rhena’s golden shoulder. “Agh!” Rhena shrieked, backing away almost enough to fall off the stage. The princess of dreams and the night stared right back at her, though with a worried look and a coy posture. 
Midnight slicked back the flowing star-like mane and crossed her legs. “Is this good?” she asked in her own voice.
The crowd of employees immediately clapped, rising out of their couches for a standing ovation. The suited mare tried her best to calm them down, but the rest congratulated each other, shaking hands and breathing out heavy breaths.
Chit Chat wrapped her arms around Midnight, putting her face into an alicorn’s mane. “Wow… But you’ve seen princess Luna before, I take it?” she whispered.
“Never.” The visage of Luna frowned. Both Chit and Midnight looked down to witness a growing wetness between Midnight’s transformed thighs. Chit reached a hand toward it while the crowd cheered, moving her fingers in between the damp legs. “Oh, please… Anyone of them can easily see this,” whined Midnight softly.
In truth, the majority of the mirthful workers were too busy shaking hands and settling down to notice Chit tease Midnight. Rhena and the suited mare spotted the motion, the latter silencing the audience with a quick phrase. “Stress test!”
A few stallions and mares blinked, sitting back down. The mare with the suggestion covered her mouth. “Oh my!” she gasped, looking at the three females in the center of the room. Chit had grown too impatient, kissing ‘Luna’s neck as the griffon assistant wrapped around to the front, getting on her knees.
“Oh, shit,” mouthed Midnight. “Fuck me,” she said even louder as Rhena pressed her beak into Midnight’s snatch. Her temporary blue muzzle shot open, drool escaping as Chit rubbed Midnight’s clit and Rhena’s tongue snaked inside of her princess marehood.
The crowd grew quiet. The lead mare sat back down as they witnessed the show. A few stallions were clearly hard and another handful of mares shifting uncomfortably to hide their own wet excitement.
Chit eased Midnight toward her chest. Midnight obliged, getting dragged on top of the mare as she lay on her back. Chit’s hands caressed the dark blue orbs and Midnight responded by wrapping her large wings around the lover from behind. Rhena caught up to the two, pressing two fingers against Chit’s dribbling pussy. She still sank her tongue inside of Midnight, the changeling no longer a changeling but a moaning alicorn icon.
“Mm…” Chit replied, feeling the two fingers slip in and out of her. Rhena continued her ministrations, only to pop out of Midnight’s pussy. “Hey, any other suggestions?” she asked the audience.
The crowd shook their heads. Even the suited leader did not respond. One of the mares  placed a leg over a stallion who jumped. The stallion covered his erection, smiling sardonically, full white teeth and all. There were a full chuckles and some nervous humming as the three progressed.
“Alright,” resigned Rhena. She went back to licking Midnight, making sure to lap at her Luna clit as best as she could.
“I have one.” It was Chit this time. She grinned down at Rhena, kissing Luna’s neck at the same time. “Sea Gnash.”
A flash of green horn magic illuminated the room. “Ouch!” yelled Rhena as a dusky cock appeared straight from Midnight’s pelvis. It flopped out of the aether, slapping at the griffon’s eye. “W-what?!” Rhena looked up to see her close friend, staring back down at her with her pink and black markings and a nervous, shark-like smile. The large dick grew taller and harder with each passing second. The smell of Midnight’s musky marehood still pervaded the room, clear fluid dribbling out from underneath her friend’s titanic balls.
The crowd was a mix of “Oh, sweet Celestia’s,” “Oh no’s,” and “Oh yes!” A couple of mares had their pants down and were stroking their own marehoods, a few stallions joined in but all of them were blushing and not daring to look at each other.
Chit whispered into Midnight’s ear. “She wants you to fuck her with that giant cock. She’s been longing for it forever.”
Midnight whimpered, shivering. “Okay, Chit.” The shark pony stood up, dick standing free as she bent down and gently pulled the griffon onto her back. “I’ll be gentle,” she said while holding Rhena’s legs over her shoulders.
Rhena didn’t seem to mind, but she didn’t seem to give it that much thought either. Her mouth gaped open as the image of her friend took her so gently, pressing her large tool against her ready pussy. “Oh… you did this on purpose, Chitty!” she yelled, trying to disbelieve the mirage before her. It was too late, Midnight thrust inside of the griffon to the cheers of a few of the employees and the moans of others.
“You’re so tight, Rhena,” Midnight gasped. Her dick was no illusion to her. It was the real deal flaring up and pushing into her new friend, one who thought Midnight looked like an old friend. She bucked in and out Rhena, spreading her lower lips with each pump. “Oh fuck, I could cum inside you, Rhena!”
Chit’s hands pressed gently against Midnight’s back, pushing the mare to lean further down and get within a few inches from the griffon. Rhena bounced up, panting from the increasingly hard pounding she was receiving and locked lips with Midnight. The changeling’s eyes widened, but softened as she leaned into the kiss. They broke away after a moment, Rhena’s head falling back down to the stage. “I’m… Oh, Chit, you bitch… I’m cumming!” Rhena bellowed her pleasure, girl cum gushing from her nethers as her partner continued to slam into her. Midnight pulled on Rhena’s right nipple extending the length of the griffon’s moans.
The crowd cheered, a few of them saying “Cum on her face!” They began a chant, involving most of the stallions and quite a few of the mares, too. Midnight blushed a deep red, pulling out from Rhena while still jerking her hard, dark meat. She whined cutely and high-pitched as she released her white spunk all over Rhena’s chest, almost not making it to the griffon’s face before dousing the golden feathers in white. The audience roared.
“Fiery Essence!” yelled Rhena. The exhausted spunk-covered griffon looked right into Chit’s blue eyes and grinned.
The crowd grew quiet as Midnight turned thin, penis-less, and horned again. She was distinctly orange-red with a crop of short, blue hair. Midnight turned around only to see Chit Chat tackling her. The large earth mare was unstoppable, situating herself so they both lay opposite one another but close.
“What? Who’s Fiery?” wondered Midnight. She heard more moans in the audience, the guests clearly participating in some mutual masturbation. The leader mare had dropped her skirt revealing a small butt plug that she removed and inserted over and over. The original ‘Luna’ suggester had a hand not belonging to her threaded inside of her panties.
“Her wife,” replied Rhena. The griffon pet her own pussy, tweaking her clit and giving a show to the audience.
Chit grabbed Midnight’s calves, pulling the mare toward her so their hips met. She swiveled about, clasping her legs around Midnight’s tummy and butt in a scissor position. “Don’t worry, my love. Chitty has got it this time.” Though awkward at first, Chit was able to place her clit and the bulk of her marehood against Midnight’s. The now orange changeling tried her best to grind against Chit, but the larger mare used her strength to prop herself up and do the bulk of the work. She drove into what she thought was Fiery Essence, using gravity to her advantage as she felt her sensitive little button flick over and over against Midnight’s.
Midnight ignored the extra moans and focused on her own. She did not expect the motherly mare to be so impassioned. Chit’s fervor alone made her feel even hotter and more excited. Lightning coursed through her body each time Chit humped their crotches together and soon her orgasm was nigh. “Chit… I’m about to—“
“I am too, my love.” Both mares called out each others’ names, though Chit’s name for her partner wasn’t entirely accurate. They drenched the stage, dropping their hips down to the hard surface with a thud. Chit rubbed at Midnight’s stiff D-cups, slowly squirming up to the mare and softly kissed.
The rest of the employees either clapped, made their little messes or left the room entirely. Pour View stepped in and got the leader’s attention but the mare did not budge, still vigorously playing with her ass.
Rhena stepped onto the stage, golden head still coated in sticky white. She beamed, kneeling in front of Chit’s face. “This is what happens when you tease me.”
> Chapter six
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The ruckus continued for some time. The suited mare yelled out to her colleagues to pleasure her, some of which tried their hardest but they had to avoid a load of attendants from dragging them out of the couch room. Their leader flopped onto her sofa, refusing to be taken away by two larger mares but the pair of ‘spa bouncers’ were too good at their job to allow a lone, thin mare from claiming the room as her own. Pour View snarled the entire time, her face twisting into a mess of anxiety and disgust.
Pour pointed a stiff finger at Chit Chat and Rhena, motioning for the two to sit down. They did, though not without muttered complaints from the griffon. Midnight, free to leave, transformed to her normal self. She sheepishly walked up to Chit and gave the mare a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room. Chit smiled, looking on to watch the changeling go.
“Aw, c’mon!” called out Rhena. “She gets to have a little ‘ling kiss and I don’t?” The griffon hastily put her robe back on, stopping silent and fearful as the attendant shifted her frosty gaze to the pair on the couch.
“Quiet!” Pour commanded, her usually calm demeanor replaced with fury. The brown earth mare waited until the commotion outside was settled before closing the gap between her and the two remaining patrons. “What was that all about?” She stood above them, hands on her hips.
Rhena whistled, turning her head away. The griffon waved a hand and remained silent.
Chit, on the other hand, bowed her head slightly. “I apologize, Miss View. I don’t exactly know why you are angry.” Her voice was quiet and meek. It was a voice she hadn’t heard coming from herself in years.
“You were supposed to help out a paying client with a test they wanted to conduct, not incite a riot! I had to stop three classes, call in two bouncers from their day off, and leave the monster room without an attendant!” Pour View breathed in a deep breath. Chit noticed something new about the mare, her orange eyes that flared like two suns. Even for an earth pony, Pour was licked with magic. It felt as if gas oozed from her pores, a righteous rage that quelled even the most indignant of griffonnesses.
“I deeply regret taking part in this. Truly.” Chit nudged Rhena with a stiff elbow.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m sorry,” the griffon conceded, still not looking at the attendant.
Pour jabbed a thumb at the couch and swiftly pointed it to the door. “Get out!” she barked. The two larger creatures stood up and began their march toward the exit. “Not you,” she placed a hand on Chit’s back. Rhena looked back, flustered. There was nothing the griffon could do but leave and so she did without a wave goodbye.
Chit turned to Pour, her head lowered and her eyes staring at the floor. Tears welled in her eyes, not heavy enough to spill over to her cheeks but constantly threatening. “I-I’m really sorry, Pour. I misused your hospitality and got carried away.” Pour threaded her arms into her armpits, waiting as Chit continued. “I thought the idea of the show was to have a little bit of f-fun. I guess I was wrong and I understand if you needed to revoke my guest status.”
The attendant gave a long sigh. She pinched the bridge of her muzzle, eyes closed for only a brief second. “I’m not going to revoke your stay here. The griffon overstayed her welcome, yes, but she had only paid for the one room with Stella. You, on the other hand, have all rights to stay here for the next…” She looked at the clock by the exit. “Twelve or so hours. But, that doesn’t me we don’t dole out punishments here at the mare’s spa.”
Chit tilt her head back up to see a wide grin on Pour’s face. She wiped her tears from her bleary eyes, wrapping herself tighter in the robe. “What do you mean ‘punishments?’ Isn’t this a spa for relaxation,” she wondered.
Pour View shook her head. “Because of the shortage of attendants and the general chaos you caused, some of the clients were not satisfied with their experience here. We have to limit the amount of complaints we get and maximize the praise we receive as a business. Wouldn’t you agree, Chit Chat?”
Nodding her head, Chit held a hand to her chin. “I do own a business, true, but I’ve never heard of getting clients to help other clients as a punishment for whatever they may have done.” She shrugged, stretching her arms out with a couple of ‘pop’s. “What exactly is this punishment you’re going to give me, Miss View?”
“Call me Pour, Chit Chat.” Her voice had returned to normal, orange eyes no longer burning bright. The attendant was still stiff but certainly not as intense as she was a moment ago. She paced back and forth in front of Chit. “We have a room dedicated to a single client and I mean ‘dedicated.’”
Chit cocked her head with a questioning look. “Dedicated how?”
Pour wagged a finger and pursed her lips. “A room we don’t often advertise since it requires a little more carefully considered consent. A client can book up to two hours of servitude from our attendants, friends, or lovers she chooses.”
Pour blushed, Chit could barely make it out, but the attendant definitely blushed. “You mean ponies consenting to be servants for the paying client for two hours?”
“Yes. That is absolutely correct.” Pour shuffled a little in place. “You have to wear clothing selected by the client and serve their every needs whether that’d be feeding them food and drink, dancing for them, or satisfying whatever sexual needs they have in that period of time.” Pour was absolutely blushing. Chit could only suspect that the mare had a secret appreciation for playing one of those servants. “Turns out the client had to call two of her friends to fill in for two of the three spots. I was hoping you would be the third as her time slot will begin in a few minutes.”
Chit folded her arms on her breasts, squishing them down into her soft beige flesh. Her robe was barely on but she did not seem to notice. “So, now you’re asking me, not telling me, to accept the punishment?”
Nodding, Pour motioned for Chit to follow her. The two left the couch room behind and walked back down the hall to the changing room. The din had died down. There were only a few attendant hustling in and out of the hidden inner doors, carrying phones, charts, towels, and cleaning utensils of all kinds. There was not an engineer to be found, Chit assumed they had vacated quickly.
“I have to ask. Doing someone’s every bidding, even for two hours, requires clear consent. I know you were up for it, or else I would not have brought it up in the first place.” Chit padded along barefoot, realizing she had lost her pair of flip flops somewhere in the past two rooms she visited. Pour continued, “This particular client doesn’t seem to have a lid on her libido. She’ll be happy as long as she gets a third. Well… Last I checked, she’s happy with any combination of three.”
Chit Chat pushed into the changing room and Pour held the door for her. Inside were two ponies she recognized, one more than the other. “Mixer!” she called out, waving to a small bat pony with a caramel brown coat, green eyes, and a short, light blue mane and wings. Mixer was already undressing, removing her top to reveal a set of breasts that barely reached B-cups in size. She was tiny, only a little over five feet in height, but the mare smirked and waved back with the confidence of a mare half a foot taller. “And… I think I remember you. Or at least I’ve seen you around before.”
The other of the two ponies was a unicorn about Chit’s height. Her creamy body was obscured by a row of lockers but her gorgeous mane was not. It was pink and chocolate colored, braided on two sides of her head converging into one spot below Chit’s view. This pony blushed, turning away from Chit Chat with her blue eyes fixed on a point at the far wall.
“Milk Tea, Chitty.” Mixer, now naked, sidled up to the larger mare. She leaned an elbow against Chit’s left tit, the small bat pony using the soft orb as a standing pillow. “You’ve probably seen her working as a barista at your daughter’s apartment complex.”
Chit Chat nodded. “I think I have. It’s nice to finally meet you, Milk Tea.” she waved to the unicorn who gave a half-hearted wave back. “She’s quiet. Cute.” Pour walked into the room behind the two conversing. The attendant proceeded to rummage through a tall cabinet by the showers. “So, you two are going to be—“
“Slaves for a couple of hours? I guess so.” Mixer finished Chit’s sentence, causing the older mare to giggle. “It’s no big deal. I had a favor to ask of our ‘client’ and Milk Tea here… Well, I think she just enjoys the idea of getting to spend some quality time with her.” Mixer strode back to her spot between the lockers. Chit noticed her pull out a strange garment that was really only a frilly bra with sequins scattered around the outside. The bottom was not even anything ‘traditional’ by panty bottoms’ sake. It was just a little loop of fabric, fancy in design but simplistic in function as it contained two flaps of translucent purple cloth in a loincloth fashion.
“Wow. The client certainly has a particular preference for her servants.” Chit surmised as Pour came back with a similar set that was obviously a better fit for the filled out earth mare. She stripped her robe alongside Mixer. The bat pony struggled to get the bra to stay on as there were no shoulder straps. Chit suspected they wouldn’t have to wear the top for very long but fastened hers tight just in case it was all a part of the appeal.
Pour interjected as Chit began her process of fitting the clothing onto her curvy body. “This client has does have unique requests. She’s not the brightest, but she’s very specific”
A soft squeak emanated from Milk Tea. She clamored against the dividing lockers. “S-sorry!” eked the unicorn. All eyes turned toward her, Milk responding with a deep blush. “I just… had trouble with the bottom.”
“Come here and show us.” Pour insisted.
Milk Tea hesitated, wandering around the lockers in a meandering slow gait. Once visible, all three pairs of eyes gazed at her. The creamy mare’s sizable double-D-cups were gently held by the shimmering bra. She wore it well, the garment deftly fastened in the proper way unlike Mixer’s tilting top.
“Oh my. You’re special, aren’t you?” whispered Chit as she looked down to Milk Tea’s bottom.
The unicorn turned away slightly. “Th-thanks.” she whispered back. Her loincloth was indeed properly fitted but something was different in the crotch of the cloth. A fair-sized tube and a neat pair of apricot-sized balls protruded from between Milk Tea’s thighs. It bounced a few times, threatening to lift the loincloth up and stand proud and erect. “I’m trying not to think of what’s going to h-happen,” Milk Tea admitted freely.
“Me either,” Mixer replied, smiling at her friend. “You look gorgeous, Milky. I just want to gobble you up.”
Chit swiveled to Mixer, “Mixer! Don’t tease her like that!” but the bat pony simply pointed to the unicorn who ‘pointed’ back.
With Milk Tea’s dick growing to half mast, her loincloth dampened, it made the viewing window even clearer. “Oh dear!” she put her hands over her cheeks.
“It’s fine, it will wash out,” soothed Pour View who opened the door. “Let’s not keep your majesty waiting.”
Chit gave Milk a warm smile and a squeeze of the unicorn’s slight shoulder before heading out the door. “Who is our majesty, by the way?” she wondered aloud.
Mixer snorted. “Apparently she’s also a regular here. Joy Stick.”
“Oh dear.” Chit’s insides turned to knots.

~~

It wasn’t a long walk to the ‘throne room.’ Chit Chat gauged it to be away from the locker rooms and even separate from the onsen on the west end of the facility. Some magic must be involved, she thought, as there was no way a simple spa could fit all of these rooms on one Canterlot city block. This all didn’t matter, however. The walk was short in distance but it felt much more laborious than she would have liked. Thoughts swirled in her head about the occasional meet between her and Joy Stick. The other was an earth pony mare, but always ‘on’ one would say.
One of the days Chit’s daughter brought her roommate, Joy Stick over for dinner she only stared at Chit. She was polite, but Chit couldn’t help but observe a soft knocking sound at the dinner table. She had ignored it, subconsciously believing it to be the dish washer. The rest of her guests, including Fiery herself, noticed it and smiled. It wasn’t until cleaning after the dinner did Chit understand; the space underneath the table where Joy was sitting was wet, sopping wet with a very recognizable fluid.
“I don’t think she’ll need just two hours,” whispered Chit to Mixer. The two had been walking side-by-side through the halls. A few guests had seen their getup, much of them giggling. The attendants did not care one way or the other.
Mixer nodded. “I was hesitant to come today,” she admitted with a shrug. “If I do this, I’m going to make her my bitch and put her to task outside of this place.” The small bat bony turned her head up to Chit and beamed.
Chit laughed, relaxing her stance from a stiff clutching of her jingling top to let her arms fall to her sides. “Milk, are you okay with this? You probably know Joy Stick more than either of us.”
The unicorn nodded. Her hands covered her crotch the entire walk, though unsuccessfully. Of all three of them, she had received the most astonished looks and Chit surmised she was simply hiding an erection.
They were saved by the door, one like any other but it opened to a room strangely vast and unique. Chit, ahead of the others as Pour showed them in, could see vast arrays of pillows, draperies, blankets, and two lush rows of purple and green desert succulents leading up to a literal throne of marble. Along the walls behind her were tables and trays full of fresh fruit, drinks and juices, as well as alcoholic drinks. There were even packages of more conventional snacks, some salty and some sweet. All of this surrounded and adorned the centerpiece, a light blue mare with a light purple mane, wearing nothing but a black loincloth and a few pieces of jewelry, Joy Stick’s signature star in her hair and flower earring.
“‘Sup, guys?” the earth pony jammed her fingers away at a long, black tablet-looking object. She bit her lip, tilting the plastic slice. “Fuck,” she softly said, her thumbs hammering away at the device. “Fuck!” she yelled louder.
Chit’s eyes were wide. She slipped inside along with her two servant companions. Pour gestured to the row of snacks, waving her arms in circles to speed them up before disappearing. It was quiet for a few more moments as Chit ignored the topless blue mare side-sitting on her throne. She walked to the snacks and observed them for a good long while.
It was Mixer who broke the silence, standing directly in front of Joy Stick as the other was engrossed in her game. “So, what? You hang out in a harem room now?”
“Only every other month, Mixey.” Joy continued to curse and play, the sounds of a game only vaguely familiar to Chit emanated throughout the room.
“Where do you get the kind of money for this? It must be incredibly expensive.” It was Milk Tea who asked this time. She took a relaxed spot in the field of pillows before the throne.
Joy shrugged. “I have my ways. Don’t think for a second I hadn’t heard about this place before.” Her ears reddened. “Hey, fuck you, dickwad! Go eat a scrotum and shit pubes, you prick!”
Chit jumped at this, accidentally knocking over a glass, thankfully only full of water. She apologized out loud. Joy did not look up to see her. “Oh, sorry. I’m just a little pissed at this game, right now.”
“I gathered,” said Chit Chat.
“Hey, could you bring me over some chips? Like a big bowl of them, thanks.” Joy Stick called to Chit Chat. The mare obliged and filled a large glass bowl. She walked slowly up to the throne. Just a small marble step up and there she was, staring down Joy’s double-D cup breasts as they jiggled to her gaming session. Chit placed the bowl on the flat arm rest next to Joy’s shoulder. “Hey, thanks,” Joy replied, looking up at Chit then back down to her game.
Chit sat down next to Milk Tea, laying out with a broad smile. Joy did a double take, eyes shaking. “Chit Chat?! Holy fuck!” In her surprise, she almost launched the small gaming console out of her hands. It clattered about in her grip as she got back to finishing her game. “Whoa, one sec, Chitty. I will fill your pussy once I beat these pussies.”
The motherly mare tittered. “Take your time, honey. No need to rush. We do have two hours with you, serving your every need.”
Mixer was already hard at work fixing drinks for the four of them. Though sparse, the ingredients made for some interesting cocktails. After handing them out to the other three, she set hers down on the marble outside of the lounge area. “You didn’t expect Chit to be here?” she wondered.
Joy shook her head. She set the device down to crack her knuckles for the start of a new game. At closer inspection, her loin cloth was tented to its maximum height, near to her sternum. She swiveled to let her junk fall off the edge of the chair, the tent pointing out toward the three other mares. “I expected Pour to fill in. She’s very bendable and…” Joy picked up the game, launching right into it without another word.
“Joy, I’m here. I’m being punished for causing a ruckus in another room,” admitted Chit.
“Shit, you’re gonna have to tell me what you did to get punished.” Joy reached down when she had a moment and removed the loin cloth. She revealed her dark blue dick, fully erect and dribbling a constant stream of precum. Come to think of it, Chit thought, perhaps the loincloth was originally grey and not black. “Someone suck me off.”
It was absolutely a command that could not be ignored. It sounded too casual to be considered a joke. Mixer volunteered herself, elegantly swishing her blue tail back and forth, smiling at Joy and generally trying to make a show of things. She knelt down, taking the massive cock in her small hands. Mixer pulled on it, stroking up and down, giggling the entire time. “Your worship’s penis is mighty. There need be no other fountain in this realm other than this.”
“What the fuck? You’re really getting into this role.” Joy pounded at her console, biting her lip for a different reason.
“Mm… May I have a taste of her worship’s cock?” said Mixer in an overly-acted, slutty voice.
Joy blushed, still focused on the game. “Oh… Yes, please, my servant.”
Mixer quickly kissed the dick, starting from Joy’s giant dark blue coin purse all the way up the shaft, medial ring and eventually the tip. Precum smeared all over her caramel hands and face as the earth pony continued to profusely leak out the crown of her member.
“C-can you even take that much, Mixey?” she wondered, giving brief glances to the bat pony.
Mixer answered that question by engulfing the tip of the tool in her mouth. She gave a few breaths, nose flaring with each, as she lowered her head. She bobbed up and down on the cock, only reaching the medial ring, but was practically standing after her lips met the tip of the shaft. She was simply a small bat pony with Joy’s member slicking in and out of her throat. The bulk of Joy’s dick made Mixer’s throat protrude.
Joy moaned loudly, echoing as the sound bounced around inside the marble throne room. “Oh damn, Mixey. I didn’t really think you could. Oh, it’s been so long since someone sucked me while it was standing up like this. I usually have to bend it down for some…” She trailed off, mumbling something that was imperceptible.
Chit and Milk Tea drew closer together. Chit fidgeted with her hands, trying her hardest to not jump the mare beside her. Milk Tea could not hide her erect dick any longer, pulling the loincloth aside like her dicked counterpart on the throne did. She began to stroke it slowly, looking at the scene before them with a few moans. This did not prevent Chit from feeling the heat gather in her pussy. She crossed her legs, not knowing if she was ready after the last few occasions to dive back in the fray.
Mixer went down as far as she could, just past the medial ring. Her two hands hurriedly stroked the thick schlong. Her slitted, green bat eyes looked up to meet Joy’s. 
The earth pony looked back, moving her console about as if she could still pay attention. “I’m cumming, Mixey. Oh fuck, it’s happening.”
Mixer closed her eyes as a torrent of white cum smacked the back of her throat. She gagged a little, swallowing as much as she could, but the volume was simply too much. Pulling away from the cock, it continued to fountain out, spraying thick ropes of semen all over Mixer’s face and top.
“Ooh! Ooh, fuck!” Joy bellowed. She tapped a few more buttons on her game as set it down on the throne. “Alright, you convinced me to fuck you all,” Joy said, standing. 
Mixer retreated down to the pillows and blankets. She wiped her face off with the nearest piece of free linen and chuckled. “You didn’t know I could do that, did you?” she called up to Joy.
Joy, still hard as she was when they entered, looked at Mixer, pointing, “Silence. As your queen I command you to prepare the two new servants’ holes for my pleasure. We shall start with the full-bodied one.” Joy stroked her dick, using her own cum as lube.
Chit could see Joy’s marehood underneath the giant, dangling balls swell and leak its own clear fluid. She eased back, opening her legs wide and setting the loin cloth aside. “Like this, your worship?” she asked.
Before Joy could even respond, Mixer was there, kissing Chit’s lower lips. The older mare gasped, not expecting such an enthusiastic ‘preparation.’ Mixer’s small hands pet and prodded at her wet gates, causing Chit to squirm and wiggle her toes.
“Oh, Mixer is so good with her mouth.” Chit said this half role-playing and half serious. Mixer did know her way around, tongue slurping at Chit’s clit, her lips pecking and sucking at all the right spots. Chit’s body could only respond by soaking the pillow directly underneath her doughy butt.
“Perfect,” called out Joy. “I’ve always wanted to fuck this one.” Joy stood directly over Chit Chat, lining up her cock on top of Chit’s belly. She smeared the cum-precum mixture all over her belly button and on the bra which was swiftly removed with a strong, blue hand.
“Fuck me, your worship,” begged Chit.
Joy did not hesitate. She reeled back and pushed her tip against Chit’s folds. Chit covered her mouth in anticipation, realizing she had never taken a dick so large in her life. Herms had a way of being strangely gifted in those departments, but she hadn’t even considered entertaining one as such.
“You’re too big,” Chit insisted, a hint of worry in her voice.
Joy shook her head. “I’m too lucky.” She gave another push and soon the first quarter of her cock sank inside of Chit Chat. She slowly slid herself inside even further, easily reaching Chit’s cervix just at the medial ring. Giving a gentle nudge, Joy discovered she could pop her ring just inside of Chit’s pussy. “Oh, you’re in for a treat,” whispered Joy.
Chit moaned from the ring prodding her outsides. It rubbed against her puffy, exposed clit and the feeling of being simultaneously stuff was exquisite. Joy pumped in again, taking Chit’s hips and pulling them up off the ground for her own leverage. She continued to slowly hump away, letting Chit feel the click of the medial ring, both of them moaning at every instance.
The two remaining ponies, Mixer leading with a wink, sidled up to Joy and splayed their tongues out. They licked the exposed shaft, Mixer gently caressing Joy’s balls as well.
Joy Stick grunted. “Eager. Your queen is pleased. We will fuck this mare’s cunt until she is thoroughly filled and then we will see whose ass gets royally stuffed.”
Milk Tea giggled at the gratuitous use of the royal ‘we.’ Her lips latched onto Joy’s great blue balls, though in this moment they were certainly only literally blue, not metaphorically blue. She rolled one around on her lips, sucking it in and letting the nearly fist-sized orb pop out.
“Mm!” Joy responded. She picked up her pace letting her thighs slap against Chit’s soft ass, flesh clapping together each time with a delightful ‘smack.’ “I bet you’ve never been fucked by such a huge cock before.” Joy bent down to whisper in Chit’s ear, her own tits mushing against her partner’s. “If they weren’t here begging for it, I’d cum inside you day and night, nonstop.”
Chit reached her arms around Joy’s back, bucking against the hard shaft. Her eyes rolled back, delirious as to anything but the large member spreading her insides. She gasped, drawing her head up to Joy’s shoulder and bit down. Immediately after, a sense of warmth filled her abdomen. Her belly was full from the massive influx of Joy’s seed rushing inside and pressing against her inner walls.
Joy Stick threw her head back, panting with only a few more pumps. Her cock throbbed, releasing as much cum as before when Mixer got her off, possibly more. Pulling away, a long stream of the sticky, white substance flooded from Chit’s pussy. She was still hard as before. “Mixer, clean this up!” she commanded.
The bat pony was quick, licking her tongue all over Joy’s shaft. She happily slurped at the creamy emission, kissing Joy’s flare on occasion to the satisfied moans of the gamer earth pony. Milk Tea joined, pressing her muzzle up under the heavy sack and lapped at the marehood underneath. Joy squeaked, not expecting her other parts to be treated with kindness. “Yes, ooh… You sluts are worth it. I think I’ve chosen who I’m going to fill.” Joy turned to Milk Tea, the latte-colored mare looking back up at her with a smile.
It was a good fifteen minutes of stroking and sucking until Joy was once again at full mast. Chit spent the time rubbing her clit, getting off to the sight of Mixer taking the giant tool in her mouth over and over. Eventually, Mixer planted her small rump on Chit’s face, the older mare more than willing to probe the bat pony’s nethers with an eager tongue.
Milk Tea did the same for Joy Stick’s lower lips, the blue mare shuddering a few times from a more subtle feminine orgasm. “Enough!” Joy eventually called out. Her voice boomed in the marble room. “I shall have your ass, Milk Tea.”
The unicorn responded with a grin. She lay down on her belly, head close to Chit’s crotch. Chit Chat could feel the twin braids rub against her legs. Cum still poured from her gaping hole which was quickly plugged by Milk’s mouth.
Joy lift Milk Tea’s ass level with her dick. Her butt was soft and taut. Joy gave it a hearty slap with a hand. “I know you love this,” she whispered to Milk, dropping the royal act entirely. Joy jerked Milk’s dick, getting some precum on her hand. The other moaned into Chit Chat who moaned into Mixer. Joy Stick used the precum as lube on Milk’s tight pucker, smearing it around and spreading the hole which yielded quickly to a few fingers.
“You’re such a butt slut, I love it,” said Joy. Milk Tea just hummed her agreement and wiggled the aforementioned posterior. The bigger mare stood up and pressed her dick against Milk’s hole. It went in easier than it did with Chit’s pussy. Eventually, the cock was fully engulfed, the unicorn’s ass sucking it all the way to the hilt. “Oh fuck!” Joy cried out.
“Fuck her, Joy,” said a blushing Mixer. The bat pony pulled on a small nipple of her own, hard as a pebble from the excitement. “Then fuck me, then fuck her.”
“Hold your horses, you nympho.” Joy giggled, instantly humping away at Milk’s rear. Her face went slack, jaw open as the ecstasy of her giant cock fully encapsulated hit her hard. For a good ten minutes she pounded away at the unicorn. Milk squirmed with every slap of pelvis on ass, her tight hole clenching down on the giant dick. Each time Joy felt herself digging deeper, Milk’s rear kept inviting her like a delicious black hole.
“Joy-Joy! Uhn…” Without warning, Milk Tea’s own dick shot a load all over the pillows below without any direct stimulation. It splashed up on Chit’s lower legs, the motherly mare not even noticing in the moment.
Joy Stick laughed loudly. “Y-you just came from me fucking your ass?!” She bucked harder and harder, the mare below continued to jet streams of white all over the room’s linens. “Oh, that is too hot, oh fuck!” Finally, Joy Stick released her third load that hour, stuffing Milk’s distended belly with hot cream, expanding it even further. Joy remained inside for the next five minutes. “Wow. Just wow.”

~~

They continued this process, rotating duties and occasionally giving each other breaks. Once they were fully spent, the next hour was spent snacking, laughing, gaming, and generally catching up. Joy hadn’t even known Chit Chat was there at the behest of Fiery. She told the older mare that she wished she’d be given the random gift of an entire day at the spa.
To this, Mixer replied that Joy’d have to pay extra for the cleanup. Joy stood up and slapped Mixer in the face with her half-erect dick. The bat pony jumped on the earth pony, tacking her in retaliation.
While the two rough-housed, Chit got to know Milk Tea a little better. The shy unicorn expressed her excitement at helping out a friend. Chit responded by kissing her and holding the other mare close to eat chips watch the festivities.
> Chapter seven
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“Phew!” said an exasperated Joy Stick. The mare had spent the better part of three hours in her loincloth. The heavy garment weighed against her now quarter-mast chub, making every single movement uncomfortable. She whipped off the article and slapped a pair of shorts on in no time flat. “Gotta say, you three know how to entertain a lady like myself.”
Mixer rolled her eyes and Chit giggled. The latter mare looked to Joy, putting her robe back on as the other three began to don their street clothing. “You are easily entertained, dear,” said Chit, face still alight with mirth.
Joy waved a dismissive hand and finished with her bra and tank top. She picked up a large bag, slinging it over her shoulder and pushed through the changing room lockers. “Hey, call me if ever want a good dickin’.” Joy said this in less of a mocking manner and more in a sincere way. Chit could only assume she meant it quite literally.
The bat pony sidled up to Joy, completely dressed as well. Her small hand grabbed a wad of clothed Joy cock, jerking it a little to the side. Mixer slinked out of the changing room, waving to Chit Chat and Milk Tea before disappearing. 
“Hey, fucker! Continue what you started!” Joy, now flustered, chased the smaller mare without saying any goodbyes.
This left Chit and Milk Tea behind. Chit regarded the other mare with a warm smile, noticing that Milk Tea was taking her time to dress. She had only slipped her legs through a pair of panties when Chit slid into her row of lockers.
“It was nice to finally meet you, Milky,” she smiled at the mare.
Milk Tea looked over to Chit, braids still impeccable as they were when she arrived at the spa. She paused, panties loosely hanging around her ankles. “I enjoyed spending time with you, too,” she blushed. She did not continue to raise her underwear.
Chit noticed this, observing her new friend’s eyes, they tracked Chit’s cleavage, searching up and down on the line between her own creamy pillows. “Getting one last look before you leave?” she asked.
Nodding, Milk Tea could not help but continue staring. Her caramel stick jumped, stiffening slightly. “I don’t… think I can put on these panties like this,” she admitted.
“You mean you don’t wish to leave?” Chit surmised. The motherly mare could only give a coo and a sympathetic look back. She hugged the unicorn, letting her breasts rub up against Milk’s. The other mare squeaked and Chit suddenly backed away. “Oh dear. You’re definitely not ready to go. You’re ready to stay, sweetie.”
With a slight sigh, Milk dropped her underwear to the floor. She picked them up and shoved it into the locker, closing the door after. She shook her head. “All of that was for Joy. I had a lot of fun too. I was just thinking… about having more fun with you.” 
Milk’s hands were busy folding over each other, hiding her breasts. Were they a little larger than before? Chit wasn’t sure, maybe a little swollen. Perhaps the snack foods were the culprit. “If you want to stay with me and enjoy yourself here, I’m willing to pay for the length of time you do.”
The barista jumped in excitement, eyes bright as ever. Her boobs bounced up as well, fluid spattering against her belly. Chit looked to the tip of the long shaft, it wasn’t hard enough to do that yet. This confused her greatly, but shared enthusiasm nonetheless.
“Can I really join you?” she asked in glee.
“Certainly, sweetie. I just don’t know what I will do next. Since my strength has returned to me, I suppose anything is in order.” Chit did not waste time grabbing an extra robe. She slung it around Milk, who covered her mouth and giggled back.
“I heard there was a room with a lot of…” Pausing for a moment, Milk Tea whispered something that sounded like ‘toys’ to Chit.
“Mhm!” Chit replied, “There definitely is a room with a lot of those. I’m sure we can find some that are easy and fit for a pony like—“
“No!” Milk firmly replied. “I-I mean, there’s another room.” She gave a sheepish look toward the door. The five mares she witnessed in the hot spring entered, chatting away loudly. One of the earth pony mares snuck up behind the other large-breasted one, squeezing the other’s tits. The pony whined a little and simply took the punishment from her friend. They continued through the locker room to the showers.
Milk Tea continued once the other ponies were out of earshot. “I heard that there’s a room with all sorts of toys that are also machines. Automated toys.” Her voice was raspy, almost dehydrated.
Chit put a finger to her chin. She had heard of a room like that from Pour View. Perhaps they needed to sign up. “Let’s go check it out. Maybe we both can enjoy something a little different.”
The unicorn closed in on Chit, hugging the other once again, nuzzling into the earth mare’s bouncing purple-grey locks. “Thank you, Chitty. I-I really need it, like, I really need it.”
Leaning back to get a better view of Milk’s face, Chit nodded. She could see the desperate determination in Milk Tea’s eyes and did not argue. “Let’s go!” she chirped.

~~

The room in question was labeled “Machine Room.” The signup sheet was scant of names, only a few crossed out names remained from the prior week. There was small writing at the bottom of the sheet: “Please notify an attendant if your name is next on the list.” The two jotted their names down. For the next few minutes they stood in the hall, seeing a few attendants hustle back and forth, delivering linens and the like.
“Hello, miss?” Chit called out to the nearest one who looked at the door the two standing by and sighed.
“Let me go get Cass. She handles that room more than anyone here.” The attendant about-faced and skipped away. After disappearing into the inner wall she came back with a tall unicorn attendant, one with short electric blue hair and piercings all over her nose, ears, lips, and now tongue as Chit noticed after she spoke.
“Thanks for telling me about the next victims,” said the tall, pony. Her figure was very stick-like but still had a set of hips much bigger than her breasts. Her nipples poked into the fabric of the uniform, clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Yo, so you want to get fucked by my babes?” she addressed the two waiting ponies.
Chit and Milk both gave an identical quizzical look to the new pony. Chit spoke up. “If you’d be so kind I’d appre—“
“Cool, cool. Name’s Cassette Tape, you can call me Cass if you’d prefer. You’ll probably call me “Oh fuck, please stop it!” soon enough.” She pulled out a key ring, shuffling them around and sliding one into the doorknob. A click later, Cass opened the door and gestured to the others. “After you.”
Yet another door to another mysterious room later, Chit and Milk found themselves surround by metallic appliances. These were objects of varying lengths and sizes, some padded with fine upholstery and some more sinister looking with long, snakelike appendages. They were displayed along the walls in varying stations much like weight machines at a gym. Even the floor was padded, though with varying stains that Chit assumed were more than just from sweat.
“This is my room.” Cass firmly shut the door. This startled Milk Tea who turned about just to check. The tall unicorn traveled along the right hand row of machines, dragging a hand over them. “Let me spritz some down while you decide which ones you’d like. Simple fucking machines are on the left. These babies?” She slapped the base of one, a table with a harness hanging above it. There were three distinct hubs built around it, one on each long end of the table and one below. The harness hung from a sturdy rack attached to the wall. “Well, let’s just say this is a little more advanced.”
Chit covered her open mouth. Milk looked away shyly, only to be greeted by one of the simpler machine’s eighteen-inch dildo staring her in the face. They remained silent, not moving any closer to the equipment as they needed.
“Hm.” Cass folded her arms, eyebrows furrowed. “It sounded to me like you knew what this room was.”
Chit shook her head, staring at the first machine the unicorn pointed out. “That’s not it,” she stammered.
With a strong, long pointed finger, Cass directed her attention to the other unicorn in the room who had been rocking back and forth, rear facing the other two. “She’s not doing so well.”
Chit winced, only to be interrupted by Milk’s calm voice. “It’s not that… I j-just saw something. Well…” Her eyes darted over to the far corner of the room, a machine covered in plastic sheeting.
Cassette gave a hearty laugh. Her hands went to her hips as she bent forward. “That machine? It might take a while to get her running back up to snuff. Not a lot of requests for that one but you certainly know what you want, cutie.” She grabbed a bottle of disinfectant with her magic along with a cloth and went to work on the first machine she pointed out. “Before I start with your thick friend here, I should get your names.”
“Chit Chat,” replied the aforementioned thick one, feeling slightly more at ease at the mere mention of her name. She ventured toward the first machine, looking at the set up, inspecting it as if she knew exactly what it was designed for.
Milk turned around, hiding her breasts, specifically her nipples, with the thick lapel of the robe. She blushed and nodded. “Milk Tea,” she said, voice shaking.
With another raucous bout of laughter, Cass finished her wiping and gave a wink at her fellow unicorn. “That, my friend, makes too much sense. You’re hilarious.” Milk Tea simply giggled in response.
Chit nodded to Cassette, approaching the table. “I’m ready for this one. Maybe you should have me on this while you set up the other?” Her voice was formal as if speaking speaking from a professional perspective.
Cass tilted her head down to the shorter mare and shrugged. “Alright, well you’re going to have to remove the robe, dude. Fucking machines aren’t really fans of clothing, not gonna lie.”
Doing so, Chit found another machine to drape the garment against. Her coat between her legs were still streaked with drying juices, not having an opportunity to shower after her last bout with Joy Stick. “Like this?” She hopped up to the table, placing herself face up and letting her breasts gently fall to the side. Her head set toward the inside of the room.
Cass shook her head, turning her finger in a circular motion to indicate rotation. “And also face down, if you would. I told you this was more advanced. I’m so glad you want it, though. One of my favorites as it’s inspired by some pretty awesome magic. If you’ll allow me…”
Chit had only stopped turning her head to the wall and halfway flipped over when a heavy forced grabbed at her ankles. It pulled them up into the softly padded leg harnesses above her. The same force simultaneously brought her arms up into the other two evenly spread harnesses. Now, her belly softly hung down along with her enormous tits, belling out as the orbs showed their full size.
“Oh ho… You’re fucking hot. And you’re still a little wet, I see. Well, we’ll have to…” Cassette paused. She looked over to Milk who had been silently watching the scene. Milk had removed her robe as well, softly stroking her cock and spreading the juicy precum all over her dick. “You…” Cass hesitated, looking at the other mare who simply bit her lip. “Want a go at your partner here? That’s what the table’s for.” Some bright display of magic later and the table rolled away from the dangling Chit toward her backside. 
Chit swished her tail away from her dripping pussy and asshole. “Whatever you’re comfortable with, sweetie,” she encouraged.
“If y-you’re sure, Chitty. I’d like to. At least just until the other machine is ready. But, can I have it in her mouth?” This last part was directed at Cassette who simply nodded, pushing the table to the other side.
“Come here, sweetie. You deserve something.” Chit sounded strangely calm for being tied up. The unicorns went about their business, one uncovering the other station and the other mounting the table. Chit could see Milk’s naked form pass in front of her, blushing from her face down to her chest. Something was different. “Oh my, hon. Before you fill my mouth with your lovely rod, let me see those nipples of yours.”
Milk gasped. For a moment she wanted to turn around, conceal the whitish fluid that slowly dribbled from each nipple, but it was too late. Chit knew and she could not help herself. “Yes, please,” she softly said, the simple phrase eliciting a chuckle from Cass. 
She knelt and positioned her left breast against Chit’s lips who gladly licked at the soft nipple. Chit could easily taste the sweetness leaving her friend’s body, it was a warm, satisfying sweetness. Milk Tea shyly gasped, whispering her friend’s name as the other wrapped her lips around the nipple fully. Chit sucked on the left teat, looking up at Milk Tea with smiling eyes. Milk’s legs shook, her right untended breast flowed faster than before.
Milk Tea could not prevent herself from stroking her cock. It was too hard and flowing possibly faster than her mammaries were. Her left hand took care of the rod while her right squeezed at her right tit, causing her to moan loudly as her bound friend lovingly sucked away. “Oh, Chitty. Please… I have to save this for the other machine.” Her hips bucked a little, unable to handle the attention but Chit continued, the mare humming in delight as she drew out more of Milk’s life-giving milk.
“I’m bored now,” announced Cassette. Her horn flared a blue glow, contrasting against her dark burgundy coat. The machines underneath Chit hummed and came to life. Some mechanical whines and screeches echoed in the room as a large, foot-long, phallic-shaped piece of metal protruded out from below the hefty mare. It rose up and magically adjusted height correctly to the position of Chit’s wet hole and bumped against it.
Chit whined, her eyes closing at the presence of the the machine’s probing. Milk took this moment to pull away from Chit and stand fully erect. Chit’s mouth was still open which gave the newfound bold and lewd Milk Tea ample opportunity to stuff the other’s mouth full of her dick. This happened at the same time the machine took things further by fully penetrating the mare.
“You’re so fantastic, Chitty. I’m jealous of your wife.” Obviously, Chit had nothing to say. Milk pumped her cock in and out of her mouth so gently that she could focus on wrapping her tongue about the flared tip and shaft, deftly giving her friend some pleasure and milking another body part of hers.
Cassette walked over to the two, nipples almost puncturing the attendant’s shirt from her own excitement. “You two are special. Well, I’m just about ready here if you are, Milk Tea.”
Milk shook her head. “Just a little bit longer?” she said while pausing for her friend to take a breath before face-fucking her again.
“Right on. I’ll have some fun then, too.” With that, the main hub behind Chit opened up, revealing what seemed to be a very long, segmented metal snake. It stretched out like a lewd tentacle, releasing a small amount of lubrication from a tiny opening on its tip. It softly whipped around Chit’s unused hole, spreading the lube and exploring the area for a brief moment.
“Mm!” Chit moaned in alarm. Milk’s pumps gave her voice a little vibrato.
The stiffer part of the machine moved in and out as expected, but slow enough for the snake above to enter Chit’s back end. It fished about the shallow part of the hole but slowly pushed on through, widening and smoothing out its segments. 
“You can see why it’s my favorite out of the bunch. Very versatile. Old Canterlot library magic, new Tall Tale tech, excuse my alliteration.” Cassette motioned her hand toward the newly uncovered and wiped machine.
Milk popped from Chit’s mouth, sad to leave but a simple glance to the new machine easily drew her attention. It was a little less complicated with a large metal rod attached to a piston on one end and two almost suction cup devices stretching out on the other. There was a seat in between much akin to a recumbent bicycle.
“Uh… I’m ready,” said the shaky unicorn. She sat down in the seat, her dick smearing a mixture of saliva and precum all over the base of the machine.
Cass did not pay any mind, she simply set some straps underneath Milk’s breasts and placed the cups over her leaking nipples. There was a convenient hole between the leg pads where the machine’s ‘pointy’ end stood. The attendant looked at Milk’s eyes, the mare waiting in anticipation. “Alright, let me get you ready. You look fucking ready.” She chuckled and drew a hand over Milk’s cock, rubbing some of the sticky mixture all over. She knelt and brought the same hand to Milk Tea’s pucker, slathering it and sticking a couple of fingers in. “You are fucking ready already. Damn, girl.”
Milk found two clasps for her wrists, they snapped shut around her small arms easily. “We had a friend who l-loosened us up a bit before we came here.”
“I’ll fuckin’ say. Holy shit, you’re ready for some action. Both of you.” Cassette shot a look to Chit who was struggling to witness the scene to the left of her, only to be distracted by the snake and the stiff tube alternating their pumps and speeding up.
Chit was moaning the entire time, lost for words and longing for her mouth to be full again. Cass must have read her mind as the hub in front of her opened up to reveal another metal snake. It weaved back and forth but made its move quick, launching down her throat with a vivaciousness she had not seen in her life. The main shaft went in as far as it could, sensing its limit but picking up the pace once it knew where to go. The anal snake, however…
“Mm! Mm!” Chit felt the thing weave further and further into her, bulging out against her belly and filling the space. It almost looked as she was pregnant but with something more cyborg, more sinister. The whole apparatus squirmed and shifted inside, expanding and contracting and pressing on all the available walls it could. Chit drooled and rolled her eyes back, shuddering with an orgasm every few minutes from the constant stimulation.
Cass looked back to Milk Tea. The milking machine turned on. The mare sat down, winced, and sighed. Shivering, Milk nodded. “Should I turn the bottom on?” Cass asked, only to get another enthusiastic nod. “Okay, but I’m not going as easy on your friend. I think she can take more.”
The lower compartment hummed to life and centered its shaft onto Milk’s anus. It pushed once, then twice, then finally on the third push it slid inside. A profuse amount of precum slinked out of her cock onto her lower tummy and balls. “Oh, Cass… Could you?” Milk could feel her milk flowing freely. The machine gave her an unexpected loving massage. However, the penetration in her butt only made her sentences even more uncertain and broken.
“I usually don’t do that for my clients,” Cass unbuttoned her shirt, exposing herself to Milk. Her tits were small, not even B cups. She had very large, protruding nipples, each threaded with large, metal bars. She rubbed at them, pulling at her piercings. “But, you two are kind of special. And bold. I fucking dig you. A lot.”
Milk stared at the attendant as she bent down, engulfing her wet cock in her mouth. “Agh!” she cried out, at the same time feeling the machine below shoot into her faster and harder. With each pump, she kicked into Cassette’s mouth, the attendant only had to lean in and let the machine do the work for her. “Oh my, Cass… Milk me!”
Cass lit her horn up, Chit moaned even louder. Cass bobbed her head on the drooling dick. She did not have anything left to say as her clients seemed to be thoroughly treated.
Chit noticed her ass had a new snake visitor, prodding and opening up her butt even further. At this point a pony could easily fit a full hand inside without too much trouble. A fourth snake appeared in front, rubbing at her giant breasts and trying their best to milk them as well. This was to no avail, but that did not prevent the machine from continuing. It expressed its mechanical delight by pulling out of her mouth and released a sweet-smelling cum-like fluid onto her face. The spunk sat on her chin and nose, dripping to the floor. “Hang in there, sweetie!” she cried out. Her back end filled further up, not to mention the hard metal dick jetting into her at an unprecedented speed.
“She’s fine. I don’t know about you!” called Cass back. She laughed, standing and removing her pants to reveal a wet pussy, ready to be fucked. Straddling the recumbent chair, Cassette slowly positioned herself over her client’s ready dick and sat down.
“Ooh! Cass you didn’t have to… I’m inside you, now!” she yelled out.
“I know… you’re fucking hard as fuck. I love it.” Cassette bounced up and down, wiggling a little and letting the dick caress her insides. She faced toward Milk Tea, settling her hands on the suctioning apparatus and pulling them off along with a steady stream of her namesake. The tall mare leaned down, bending with a surprising amount of flexibility. She latched her lips onto Milk’s right nipple and sucked, slowly draining the sweetness from within.
“C-Cass… Ooh…” Milk Tea came inside of the attendant who still bounced on the hard rod. Milk did not seem to stop for a second, enjoying the moment and the bound mare within the chair. Milk Tea came again, not expecting to be milked so well a second time as she emptied as much as she could from her balls into Cass’ cunt.
“Mm… Fill me. Yes, that’s it!” Cassette encouraged, electricity running through her body as her own orgasm hit. “Fill me up with your cream. Fuck yeah, you milked slut!”
Milk Tea sat for a few more minutes, panting and shooting her load into Cassette. Once finished, the mare above noticed she was spent and turned off the device. Cass went about cleaning herself off and the milking machine, giving Milk Tea enough time and space to also wipe herself off.
As for Chit Chat, she was still suspended, metal tentacles pulsating in and out of her. “Ah… Ah… A little help?” she asked, fucked silly and simply tired from the lengthy time suspended.
“Wait a moment. Just one moment,” the naked attendant held up a finger. The sounds of machinery slowed, the tentacles shuddering and the rod withdrawing from Chit. “And now.” The anal snakes jettisoned their load, coating Chit’s insides with artificial cum, pulling out as fast as they pumped and letting the jizz pool onto the floor.
“Oh, thank Celestia.” Chit sighed in relief, finally rid of the bindings after some help.
“No, don’t thank her,” replied Cassette, “thank the perverts who made these machines.”
> Chapter eight
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Cass bent down to pick up the remaining remnants of their afternoon’s enjoyment. It took her a small amount of time to fish through her supplies, using them to lovingly clean, oil, and test the equipment after they slowed to a stop. She did this all naked, not leaving the room the entire time while the other two ponies relaxed and regenerated their strength.
Chit was the first to shoot out of her stupor. The mare had been sharing the far wall of the machine room with Milk Tea, the two leaning against one another as they slept for a short time. She turned her head to see the mare with the impeccable mane fall toward her, head clunking against Chit’s shoulder, Milk still quietly asleep. They were unclothed as well, Chit’s breasts squishing together as Milk instinctively wrapped her arm around her friend’s chest. The fun was certainly on hiatus as evidenced by the unicorn’s flaccid penis laying softly against her plump thighs.
The tall pony continued her cleaning, smiling at the waking Chit. “You weren’t the first to try that machine out. But you handled it better than any other.” She held her gaze, winking after the moment passed.
“Mhm.” Chit pulled up her free left hand to rub her eyes and yawn. A soft stretch and toe wiggle later, she returned Cass’ smile. “Thank you for your flattery. I’m really not that experienced,” she stressed.
Shaking her head, Cass put on the finishing touches to the machine Milk was once hooked up to. Chit could smell the acrid scent of the antiseptic as Cassette sat next to her, back also to the wall. “You don’t need to be an expert in this stuff to enjoy it,” she remarked. “Just think of these things as tools to your happiness. I get more out of fixing and maintaining these puppies and seeing others ride them than I would if I mounted one myself.” She held a finger to her lips, eyes drawn up to the ceiling. “Come to think of it, I’ve only tried each once or maybe twice. I’m not that limber.” She laughed softly. Chit joined in, covering her mouth with one hand.
“Why do you have so many, though? Doesn’t this all seem so hard to maintain?” asked Chit. Her head turned to look at Cass, but leaned against Milk’s. Still asleep, Milk Tea stirred, smacking her lips as her face pushed into Chit’s purple mane.
Cass snorted at the two. “Because I wanted that many. I don’t have to have any reason for it, as long as I make the right adjustments and maintain them. It’s difficult sometimes.” She chuckled, patting Chit’s thigh as if they were old friends. “But, I want it. I paid so much for each and every one. Though some aren’t as interesting to me anymore, I still enjoy seeing others hop on and get a good pounding. Nothing makes me happier than a drooling face from a pony who’s been fucked silly after a long day at the office.”
Chit nodded in understanding. “No one judges you?”
“Hell yeah, they do! That’s kind of the best part.” Cass errantly tugged on a nipple piercing, biting her lip in response. “Amaze and disgust? Both things I love to see in a pony. If I’ve turned someone’s world upside-down, I’ve had a good day.”
“What if I’m talking about something else other than just your machines, Cass? Have you considered what it’s like to have multiple…” Chit chose her words carefully, “clients?” Her arms folded under her breasts, pushing them up without a thought. “Ponies are machines, you know?”
Cass wagged a slender finger. “That’s why I like machines. Ponies are harder and need more care. You can buff out a cum stain on the Pussy Pumptron 5K, but you can’t buff out the shitty stains on a pony’s personality. It’d take someone who really likes others to do that.” She placed a gentle hand on Chit’s shoulder. Her fingers sent an electric-like shock through Chit’s body. Chit’s nipples hardened and she shivered.
“I see your point.” Chit gripped Cass’ shoulder with her free hand. “Thanks, Cassette. I’m glad it wasn’t too much trouble to take us two on.”
The tall unicorn’s eyes narrowed, lips curling up. “You were easy, but these machines have one fatal flaw.” Cass lightly kicked a bicycle-like contraption in front of her. Milk’s eyes shot open from the clanging sound. “They don’t pay for themselves. Miss lactation over there owes me a hefty sum of money.”
Chit answered before Milk Tea could regain her bearings. “I’ll pay for her. That was the plan.”
“Chitty?” the sleepy unicorn said. Milk wrapped her arms around Chit’s chest, completing the circle she began in her sleep. “I want to pay for it, too.”
“That’s sweet, honey. You don’t realize how expensive my services and equipment are.” Cass stood up from the small line of naked ponies. She went to get clothed, buttoning up everything just so in a manner of seconds. “I’ll send you both to the front desk and then you can decide how you want this billed. We have some interesting ways you can pay your invoice.”
Chit helped Milk Tea up and the two got into their robes. They were a little dirty but nothing a little shower could not fix. “Alright then, show us to the front and we can decide from there.”
Cassette Tape merely smiled and gestured for them to follow.

~~

Pour View, dutiful as ever, was the one chosen to help the two ponies. Cassette kissed Milk Tea’s cheek before donning her street clothes and heading out the front door. It was nearing evening, the sun grew heavy in the sky and bathed the soft earth tones of the front waiting room in orange and rose.
Chit Chat and Milk Tea stood behind the counter as Pour View tapped away at her computing tablet, hitting buttons with the practiced speed of a veteran to the industry.
“So, you would like to pay for a service with performing a service?” Pour asked. Chit and Milk confirmed this with confident nods. “Well then, the machine room service runs you one thousand bits per one pony.”
“One thousand?!” Milk Tea’s eyes widened. Her motherly cohort stood motionless, silently nodding.
“Yes,” Pour replied, nonplussed. “I assume Miss Tape alerted you to the price of admission for that room?” When the two shook their heads, Pour gave an exasperated grunt. “Well, that’s too bad. I won’t dock the time you have here, Chit Chat. You’ll get the time you perform a service here to make up for it, free of charge. As long as you are successful in your performance, that is.”
Chit stooped over Pour’s shoulder as if she could glean the meaning of the ‘service’ from reading the tablet. Milk looked as well, not finding anything but a blurry, scrolling screen. “What type of service are we talking about?” she asked.
Pour View cleared her throat. “We have an event where the public is allowed a particular service for a small fee. We hold it outside of the northern onsen, but only in the summer.” She remained professional in spite of Chit gulping down a chunk of saliva. “It’s open air and during the parade as to attract as many adult customers as we can.”
Milk Tea looked to Chit, eyes darting here and there. “Chitty, did you forget?”
Chit slumped into her robe. She draped it further over her shoulders, hugging her chest. “I’ve been in here so long this weekend that the Summer Sun Celebration had completely slipped my mind.” She shivered, thinking about sharing her body with the entire world was foreign to her.
“You missed the festivities this morning. It was a lovely departure before I came back to the mess you and your griffon friend made.” Pour said this dispassionately, but her eyes went to Chit’s and held for a long moment. “Do not worry, this event we hold isn’t as public as you think. It’s more intimately public. We have a winding hallway and sound-dampening walls.”
The unicorn squeaked, Chit immediately rubbed the other’s shoulders with both hands. “And you expect us to willfully whore ourselves out to strangers on the street enjoying the parade?” Chit asked, flatly.
“Yes.” Pour View turned the tablet to Chit and placed it in her hands. “Sign, please. The sooner we take photos of you and post them, the better. Don’t worry, you’ll be in good hands. We screen ponies before they enter the pavilion. You’ll also have a third that will join you.
Chit took her time, reading each sentence as thoroughly as she could. She dragged a finger over the bottom of the device, signing it. “Go ahead, Milky. I think you’ll be alright to sign.” Milk Tea blushed, nodded, and did the same. “And who is this third pony? Don’t tell me Joy Stick came back to actually be penetrated for once.”
“It’s me.” A blush of her own appeared on Pour’s brown face. “I am always the third. I’ve become a bit of a mascot for this event and I wouldn’t have it any other way, Miss Chat.” She pulled the tablet away from Milk Tea, tapping its contents and shutting it off with a gentle press off the corner. “Photos?”

~~

The photographer was a flamboyant unicorn stallion, simultaneously wiry and strong. He had the mares pose is various ways, using bizarre analogies to liken what a pose would look like such as “Pull your robe down like a banana peel,” or “Show me your ass as if you are a plumber only wearing an apron.” Chit could not hold herself back from giggling and aside from all the makeup the two were slathered with, she enjoyed it.
Milk Tea looked exhausted, taking nearly twice the amount of time the earth pony did to set up, pose, and take shots. She would look to Chit and occasionally mouth “What have I done?” before stroking herself to half-mast ‘for the ponies who are into that sort of thing.’ the stallion would say.
When all was said and done, the two were free to grab a quick bite, take a nap, chat and relax in the hot spring, or anything their hearts desired. Milk and Chit spent the rest of the time in the cafeteria, eating cheesecake and slowly wrapping their heads around their decision.
Chit wondered how many stallions and how many mares would be there. Milk Tea answered the question by saying ‘like, six of each, maybe?’ Chit shook her head, smiling. She kissed Milk Tea’s forehead and continued her lavish dessert.
They finished and headed through the onsen still dressed in their robes. They met Pour at the northernmost outside gate, the skinny earth pony clad in her own monogrammed robe. “You guys ready?” she beamed. This made Chit jump back a few inches.
“I think so. We talked about it and it seems like you’ll need us to recoup a lot of our costs. Does that mean—“
Pour interrupted Chit, nodding emphatically. “You’ll be fucked by dozens upon dozens of parade goers. Most of them have dicks. If they don’t have one on their body, we give them one.”
Chit would have been distracted by Pour’s unexpected cheerfulness if she wasn’t so easily reminded of the cock machine in the hot springs side room. Suddenly, she longed for the relaxed attitude of that previous night. “Okay. Show us where we’ll be.” Milk Tea was silent. She sidled up to Chit Chat without a word.
Pour View pulled open the gate, leading into a room-sized square wall made of a dense foam. Even in the evening, it was still hot. The noises of the parade hadn’t died down but were further away than Chit expected. The din of festival-going crowds still filled the air, enough that Pour had to raise her voice in order for the two to hear.
“See those three benches?” she asked, pointing to a set of heavily padded panels with stirrups hooked onto one end. The bench looked too short for a pony’s whole body to fit lengthwise on it and the lower leg-sized stirrups had a clear function. “Thank Celestia we have laws that protect us from laying on those without the pads.”
“I’ll try not to take that seriously,” yelled back Chit. She ambled about while Milk Tea got acquainted with the bench. Inspecting a crease between the wall panels, she pulled it open enough to peer through. She saw a line of stallions and mares, chatting away and most of them disrobing down to their underwear. Some were getting completely naked, though to her recollection wasn’t an odd sight in the quieter corners of Canterlot during Summer Sun.
To her right were the three photos used for the girls that evening. They hung from the foam wall on poster board each with an age and a description. The first was Pour View, a clearly older photo of her even thinner with shorter hair. It featured her lying down in a soft field of, probably fake, grass. Her mouth was agape, drooling all over her smaller tits. Pour’s pussy was in mid ejection of a large egg which looked almost faberge in design but certainly not in durability. A pile of wet eggs lay below her, gathered carefully in a circle as if the mare was a crack shot. The age read: “28” and the description: “You know her and you love her, April Showers is back at it again, ready to take on new challengers!”
Chit shook her head, sweating as she moved to look at Milk Tea’s. The unicorn’s spot was much more demure. It featured one of the photos from earlier with the shy mare turned away while leaning down. She was pulling her right ass cheek away from her left, revealing her experienced little asshole as well as a set of dangling balls and a slightly dribbling cock. “23,” read the age, and “This little minx is a new addition to this year’s festivities. She’s shy, so you’d better ask nicely before you plow her ass.”
“Quaint,” Chit remarked. She looked around the wall to see how the others fared only to find Milk Tea struggling with the bench stirrups. Her legs kept tipping out of them each time she made an attempt to reach up and secure them. Pour was in the corner stretching. Or at least it seemed like normal stretching until Chit noticed the mare pulling her legs over her head. Pour’s chin almost reached down as far as her puffy marehood. Pour gave her clit a few rubs, cooing amidst the sound of the outside rabble.
Turning back to the third picture, Chit winced preemptively. She gasped, rather delightfully, when she noticed her picture was a little different. It was one of the photos taken when her robe was still partially on. Her breasts hung out like cream-colored melons ready to be picked, but Chit smiled at her own visage who winked back at her in encouragement.
“Thirty-nine,” said Chit, reading on. “This MILF is ready to take anything you give her. Save her from a boring home life and fill her with happier thoughts.” Chit curled her lip and narrowed her eyes. The sounds of ponies chattering directly behind her made her skip over to her station placed in the middle of the three.
“Those are the bouncers and admins, Chitty,” said Milk Tea, who seemed content in lying on her belly for the time being, facing away from the oncoming crowd. “Pour told me that.”
Pour View hopped onto her table, lowering the stirrups below the bench level. She lay face-up, naked as she was born with sharp nipples and a glistening snatch. “Get naked, Miss Chit. It’s time to get fucked!” The enthusiasm remained. Chit could only roll her eyes and do as the Pour said.
A minute later, Chit Chat was laying face up with her thick legs fastened by the stirrups. It was much more comfortable than the standard doctor visit and strangely heartening as she could see the crowd bunch up ahead of the three of them. A few heads peeked around the corner as the line grew and grew. The spa’s attendants corralled the ponies, removing a few for reasons Chit could only imagine. The line smoothed out, the conversation grew loud and suddenly there was a cheer.
It had begun.
The first three ponies to appear were two mares and a stallion. Both mares were short with the vending dicks, both colored bright pink. The stallion was a business-type that was a few pounds on the heavy side. He immediately went for Pour. “I’m gonna make you cum, April!” he boomed. Pour gave the challenge a thoughtful hum and playfully giggled as if she was another person entirely.
Chit’s pink cock girl had a set of average-sized breasts and long hair covering the bulk of them. She leaned down and kissed Chit’s belly which was welcomed with a pleasant “Nice to meet you, too,” from Chit. The woman, probably college-aged, plunged into her wet marehole, gasping from the feeling and immediately pumping in and out. Chit’s hands went to her own breasts, stroking and pulling on a nipple, giving a good show to the others waiting in line.
Milk Tea’s partner gently caressed her ass before giving it a solid slap. The pink dick pushed against Milk’s hole, struggling to get inside. True to form, Milk Tea relaxed and allowed it, crying out in pleasure.
The business stallion was balls deep in Pour, doing his best to use his entire being to force his way past an imagined barrier. Pour placidly smiled up at him, taking each thrust as if it were a day at the beach. “You’re fine for more!” she yelled, startling the stallion who came inside with a grunt as fast as he started pumping. He pulled out and walked off with a big smile and shaking hands.
Chit could see three more enter the pavilion. Two stallions and another mare. This time the mare had her own dick with a grand set of balls. The mare made a beeline to Chit, wrapping around and giggling at the first mare who continued to grunt and moan, jamming herself inside of Chit Chat’s pussy. “I’m going to show your beautiful tits some love, sugar.” The  accent sounded rustic and rural. Chit noticed her strong legs straddling the bench. She plopped the cock onto Chit’s sternum, precum leaking onto the creamy belly and between Chit’s tits. “She’s really fucking you hard, ain’t she?” With that, the mare swatted away Chit’s playful hands, taking control of the two orbs and squishing them around her wet dick. She humped at Chit’s boobs, bouncing each time the magical dick below wanted space to move.
Milk Tea received a muscular stallion with an average-sized cock. He replaced the previous girl who moaned as loud as possible, dumping magical seed into the unicorn’s asshole. When she left, it gaped, flexing as if to say ‘hello’ to the new entrant who did not hesitate. The stallion, goofy-looking as he was with his sunglasses and proud underbite, was thankfully silent, pushing into Milk Tea without an issue. Milk whined, unable to properly see who invaded her.
The next stallion to visit Pour was short but had almost a foot long dick. It wasn’t particularly hard, but he assured the attendant it would feel good all the same. “Bring it on,” said Pour as she wrapped her legs around his low back. He slipped the entire member inside, eyes wide as he did without any trouble. Chit swore she could hear Pour laugh evilly. “Next! I can take two more!”
Four more ponies were added. These were also a mix, but Chit could not tell the exact composition as the rustic pony above her blocked her view. “I hope someone fucks that pretty mouth of yours. I wanna see them cum when they see me splash your chin with my spunk.” Chit moaned a little, half for show this time but partially due to the first mare giving her  the strongest thrusts yet, only to release a humongous load inside. The mare left, giving one last kiss to Chit’s inner thigh as someone else replaced her. Again, her cunt was filled with a large tool not unlike the last. “Oh well, I guess I gotta wait, sugar.” The pony above winked as her precum slathered Chit’s breasts and neck.
To Chit’s left, Milk Tea had a mare under the bench holding a dildo. She carefully placed it between the stallion and the ever-widening pucker. It slid in, doubly penetrating the unicorn. The new mare let the stallion continue his thrusts alongside the new toy as she had other plans underneath. The mare knelt, pussy juice dribbling from her nethers in a steady stream. She took a hold of her own folds, pulling them open and sliding a couple fingers in. She licked the palm of her hand and grabbed the heft of Milk Tea’s cock, pointing down and hopelessly throbbing for attention. She stroked it a few times, teasing it with a few kisses and then finally wrapping her lips around it. Milk screamed, releasing a giant load into the jilling mare who’s face turned white as a sheet.
To Chit’s right, Pour View was in the middle of ‘entertaining’ the same stallion, a new stallion, and a mare with a strap-on. The mare cautiously tipped Pour on her left side, forcing the attendant to watch the two others get violated. The new mare pushed herself inside of Pour’s ass, the smaller stallion joining once again. They both pumped vigorously, the stallion quickly bowing out as the feeling of the strap-on pushing against his own cock was too much. The new stallion positioned himself at the head of the table, slapping Pour’s face a few times with his dick, then inserting it into her mouth as she opened, Pour more than willing to take the meat.
It seemed as if a steady stream of ponies walked through the opening to the pavilion. A few more replaced the ‘station’ at Chit’s pussy. Each took about five to ten minutes of pumping and grunting. The rustic mare finally got her wish as a shy, short mare approached Chit’s face. “Mf! Fuck her in the mouth!” The shy mare squeaked a little, her four inches of magically-given vending machine cock bounced in anticipation. Chit opened her mouth, leaning her head back and giving up the fight to see who was next. The little mare obliged, shoving herself inside of Chit, mouthing a moan.
“Oh, shit. I believe she likes your throat there, slut. I… I like it too.” The rustic mare gently grasped the little mare’s hands. There was a look of confusion in response but when the hands met Chit’s soft, squishy boobflesh, she knew. “Squeeze them together, I’m gonna cum on this bitch’s face.” The little mare obeyed, closing one eye as a reflex. “Here it comes!” shouted the mare on top, her reign ending with a cascade of white mareseed spilling all over Chit’s chest and neck. The little mare could not avoid the globs of white splashing against her tummy as she was too far inside of Chit’s throat.
“Oh, w-wow…” the other blushed in response. The short mare gave a final grunt, her cute, little stick ejecting magical semen down Chit’s gullet. She pulled out, still firing off white threads onto Chit Chat’s face and purple mane. Sheepishly, she walked out, giving Chit an opportunity to look around.
She could not ignore the state of her marehood and as such found that a new pony had replaced the other mare or stallion. Chit was not so sure, but this one was more androgynous than any other pony. This pony had hair cascading over an eye, a tall frame but dressed to the nines. Unlike many other ponies that chose to join in on the spectacle, this one did not get fully naked.
One caramel colored eye peered up at Chit Chat and she spotted a slight smile under the hair. Her pussy felt more spread than ever before. The force at which this new pony fucked her was tremendous. Chit had to brace her arms against the bench’s sides as this new pony jammed what could have only been an entire summer sausage. The tool pushed against her walls and bumped into her cervix in such a way that made her scream. The pony above gave soft giggles, joined by the mare to her right who bawled laughter.
“Looks to me you’re handling this just fine, Miss Chit,” said Pour who had a collection of white fluid around her nose and mouth much like Chit’s. Another stallion worked his hardest to make the attendant cum only to no avail, with muscular hips beating against Pour’s pelvis in a fast, ineffective staccato. He groaned, pulling his flaccid dick out of the attendant, lingered, then finally walked away.
Chit grinned without any realization of how red her face, tits and crotch were. “You are half decent yourself. Brick?!” Chit’s eyes were drawn to a towering stallion who approached Pour View. He had a crop of orange mane and bright, blue eyes. He gave a cheerful wave of his giant arm and hand to Chit, but the mare did not notice. She was transfixed on something else.
Brick’s cock was about as long as a forearm and as thick as a baseball bat. On the outset, the bouncer was always big, but Chit had always assumed he compensated for a small or even just average-sized dick. Chit was wrong.
“Oh ho ho! Bring it!” Pour said, suddenly finding renewed energy as the giant stallion picked her up by the low back and lifted up her butt. Cum drizzled out of her twat, dripping on Brick’s massive member.
“Hold me around around my shoulders,” said the calm bear of a stallion. Pour did so and immediately felt the sharp pain and soon pleasure of his rod ramming into her.
Pour yelped. “This is the one! Holy fuck, this is the one. Your April Showers is most pleased!”
Chit snickered, looking back at her loving androgyne pant and close the visible eye. The pumps were more generous in strength, but the pony leaned down and kissed her knee, clearly cumming as three solid humps later, the long tool was extracted. One last kiss and the pony was gone, only to be replaced by a mare she would recognize in an instant.
“Hi, sweetie.” The blue-maned, orange unicorn that Chit Chat called “my doting wife” stood before her. Fiery Essence was naked like the rest of the ponies. Her magically created dick had the veins, supple medial ring, and flared tip like some of the best natural cock-havers. It stood on end, also greeting the familiar sight of Chit Chat’s bare body. “I wanted to join you. Never thought you’d be doing this.”
Chit’s face flushed hot. She could only see Fiery, everything else had disappeared. “I-I didn’t know you’d come,” she eked out.
Fiery’s ears perked up, even hearing Chit’s voice through the din. “I haven’t come yet, my love. It seems like you’re good at making others do that, though.” Fiery reached a hand down, scooping up a wad of spunk with two fingers. She held it up for Chit, narrowing her eyes. She licked them clean. making a slow performance. A few cheers erupted from the line of waiting ponies. Fiery ignored them. “You’re mine, now.”
Chit pulled her legs out of the stirrups. She wrapped them around Fiery’s waist, drawing the unicorn in closer. Fiery easily slipped her dick inside the mare’s used hole, making room and fitting perfectly. For a brief moment, Chit could see Milk Tea with two mares, one elbow’s deep inside of the barista’s butt and the other furiously tugging Milk’s free-hanging cock, the tool shooting spurts of cum every so often.
Fiery leaned down and gave a few pecks to Chit’s nipples. She activated her horn, the orange magic pulling on said nipples and rolling them around in clockwise circles. She was already pushing in and out, taking her time and allowing the moment to sink in. Chit’s heart beat a mile a minute, her mind blank from the surprise.
The magical dick was always as hot as Fiery’s body, making its presence known and heating Chit’s entire body. It was a sublime feeling that she wished any pony could experience but something she was proud to have on most nights.
Fiery cooed. “I’m glad I convinced the club to take the night off.” Fiery wrapped her arms around Chit’s soft belly, pumping away smoothly without a second thought. Her head fit nice and neat between her wife’s titanic boobs. “I want to spend the night with you. Here.” Fiery did not let up her thrusts.
Chit stroked the unicorn’s mane. She looked over to her right. Pour View’s eyes rolled back, the attendant finally achieving what she wanted from Brick’s mammoth member. She looked to the left only to see a sizable pool forming underneath Milk Tea’s midsection as the tawny balls got milked for what they were worth.
“Please, do. Please. This place is unbelievable.” Chit responded. Fiery emptied her own sack, releasing a torrent inside of Chit with heat only a few degrees away from unbearable. Fiery pulled out, clamoring up to her wife’s face and gave a solid kiss on her lips.
“I will, Chit Chat,” said Fiery, ignoring the cheers from the naked audience.