The Cutie Mark Crusaders never dreamed of becoming Equestria's first idols, yet here they are about to hit it big. Provided this mysterious meeting goes well...
The Cutie Mark Crusaders never dreamed of becoming Equestria's first idols, yet here they are about to hit it big. Provided this mysterious meeting goes well...
Commission for a patron. Kink warnings Curruption, coercion, intimidation, cum inflation, double and triple penetration as well as double anal and vaginal, futa on female and some barely legal pones.
The cutie mark crusaders exchanged a glance, and a smile, all three ponies grinning from ear to ear as the crowd roared with excitement. Before them lay what felt like the entirety of Ponyville, each pony waving a colored glow stick or pounding their hooves in a thunderous applause. Behind them, the lights dimmed, and the spotlights focused on a different one of the girls, illuminating their bright red and white dresses masterfully. The top half of the dress had a unique almost plaid appearance to it, with a frilled end that turned became white near the end near their flanks.
Each cutie mark crusader wore a different accessory around their neck, from the simple small blue bow that hung around Sweetie Belle’s to the large red one that was tied around Apple bloom’s. Only Scootaloo didn't wear something around her neck, preferring to have her collar popped, and open for all to see. As the lights dimmed, the sounds of a piano could be heard rising in the distance. After sensing what was coming, the three friends exchanged a small nod, and readied themselves for their final song of the night.
It had been a long, and emotional set, but it was nearly over, a realization that felt bittersweet to the three girls. Undeterred, Sweetie Belle strode forward, and took center stage, her voice amplified by the spell placed on the collar of her shirt.
“I must now set out for some place far away.” She sang, her enchanting voice carrying over the crowd, and rendering them silent.
Stepping up to Sweetie Belle’s left and right, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom quickly joined the song, each pony adding their own considerable talent to the mix. “When I close my eyes I’m overwhelmed with memories.” All three sang.
As they continued to sing, they extended a right hoof high into the air. “An encounter. Then a parting. I feel it in my heart. A smile blooms. Tears sparkle. I will never forget those days.”
The piano dulled and the ponies swept their hoof from right to left, looking out over the crowd. “I give thanks for the beauty and ephemeralness of life. And the kindness of creatures. In order to softly close the notebook, let us begin walking toward the light.”
Together the three girls stepped ever closer to the crowd, until they were on the very edge of the stage. “Goodbye, till we meet again. Goodbye, warm memories.”
The piano grew, and the warm chords of the instrument filled the silence left by the three stars. Who stepped back slightly, and began to trot to the right of the stage. “I go toward a new place that the sky is calling out to. Ascending a staircase whose height I can not know.”
They then turned and began to slowly trot back across the stage, the next words of their song already on their lips. “Let's get together with our friends and celebrate the day which we gallantly set out on our journey. It is the adolescence we dreamed, forever!”
Each pony raised a hoof high into the air, and swept it out over the crowd, before the lights dimmed, and the girls disappeared. Reappearing a second later, now in the center of the stage once more, smiling sadly at the silent crowd. “Goodbye, everyone, goodbye, dear diary.”
With that, the lights fell, and all three ponies took a bow as the piano finished a few seconds later. When finally there was silence, the girls breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for the crowd’s reaction. They didn't have to wait long though, as a second later thunderous stomping could be heard, applause powerful enough to make the stage rattle.
The cutie mark crusaders exchanged an excited smile, silently reveling in the standing ovation they were receiving. Ponies could be heard hooting and yelling compliments over the thunder of their hooves, though the actual words were lost in a sea of noise. Together, they hazarded a glance over to the side of the stage, where their manager stood, grinning from ear to ear and hopping around. The stallion waved a hoof in the air and shouted his congratulations to the trio, further boosting their spirits.
“Well girls, we better get out of here.” Sweetie Belle whispered.
Scootaloo sighed. “I suppose so.”
“See you soon Ponyville! We love you!” Apple Bloom shouted suddenly, the young mare blowing the crowd a kiss, and making the stage rattle even more as the stomping reached a fever pitch.
Shaking her head, Sweetie Belle grabbed her friend and turned toward the edge of the stage, trotting toward their manager and the safety of the curtain. “Come on, before you make them think we have any more songs left.” Sweetie Belle whispered.
Apple Bloom sighed, and waved to the crowd the entire time they walked. “I know we don't, but you must admit Ponyville is a very special place.”
Scootaloo snorted, and raised her nose proudly as the curtains began to shut, and the crowd disappeared. “Of course they love us, were basically hometown heroes by now.”
Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes. “Yeah yeah, don't let it get to your head, there Rainbow Dash.”
Scootaloo smirked, and bumped her shoulder against her friend’s. “You say that like an insult, but I take it as a compliment.”
“Take it however you want, just don't let it go to your head.” Added Apple Bloom.
“Fine, but you must admit we kind of are like heroes to these ponies.” Scootaloo replied as she took a glass of water waiting nearby and chugged the entire thing.
Sweetie Belle nodded, and grabbed a towel, which she used to wipe down her face, and dry her mane. “I guess we have been touring for a while so I guess we are pretty famous.”
“At least at home anyway.” Apple Bloom pointed out before biting into an apple, and sighing in bliss. “Thish ish exatly what I needed.”
“Didn't your mother ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full.” Their manager interrupted, stepping up to the group, and grinning. “Apple Bloom’s poor manners aside, that was a great show you girls did. I could really tell you were excited to be back in town.”
“You bet!” Apple Bloom shouted. “Ending this tour in Ponyville was a great idea. I can't wait to get back to the farm.”
Scootaloo nodded, and slow a hoof over her friend’s shoulder. “And I’ll be happy to fly in skies not choked with pollution or traffic.”
“You said it girls.” Sweetie Belle declared.
“Yes it certainly has been quite the ride since that talent show all those years ago.” Remarked their manager, who coughed unexpectedly. “But I wouldn't get settled in quite yet, as theirs one last thing to do.”
“Oh, like what?” Scootaloo asked, before chucking a hoof full of candy into her mouth and flopping into a nearby couch.
“Yeah, whats up? I thought we did all the meet and greet stuff already.” Apple Bloom added, flopping down next to Scootaloo with a second apple already in hoof.
“You did, but this is a special occasion.” He declared. “A local label has taken a liking to you, and decided to give you a shot at signing up with them. All you gotta do is go to this private party, and do a little schmoozing.”
Sweetie Belle sighed. “Thanks, but I’m not sure if we even want that. I mean, it's great being able to fulfill our destiny and help ponies everywhere with their cutie mark problems but we were never in it to make it big.”
“Exactly! Plus I’m tired, and just want to eat pizza and pass out.” Scootaloo added.
The manager rolled his eyes. “Look, its really great that you girls are staying on brand here, but think about the bigger picture for once. With their backing you could take your act international, record another album, and live life in luxury.” He smirked, and leaned towards Sweetie Belle. “Maybe even headline a certain festival.”
“I did have some ideas for another album.” Apple Bloom murmured.
“And I do like the sound of going international.” Scootaloo added.
“Are you seriously considering this? I thought you girls were okay with the bits we were making already.” Sweetie Belle pressed, turning to Apple Bloom. “Didn't you say you were fine with how things were, and Scootaloo, didn't you say you were okay with gaining fans naturally, rather than through advertising?”
Apple Bloom shrugged. “I guess, but that doesn't mean more bits wouldn't be nice. Think about it Sweetie Belle, we could set up that camp cutie mark we always dreamt about.”
“Yeah!” Scootaloo added. “Our fans may be great, but more fans, more bits, and a bigger tour would be great for us.”
“It seems like your band mates are in.” Added their manager. “What do you say Sweetie Belle? It's just a party, some schmoozing, and meeting with the heads of the company.”
“I don't know…” Muttered Sweetie Belle. “You haven't even told us who we are going to talk to yet anyway.”
“They wanted it to be a surprise, but suffice it to say they are very wealthy, very influential, and have settled down near Ponyville.” The manager replied, the stallion leaning in and flashing the girl a smile. “So it wouldn't even take that much time, plus they sent a limo.”
“Oooh, I’ve never ridden in a limo before.” Apple Bloom exclaimed.
“I wonder if they got a mini fridge in there.” Scootaloo wondered out loud.
“I think they do, and a good selection of snacks too!” Added their manager, who gestured toward the back of the stage, where they knew the exit was. “So, what do you say Sweetie Belle? Ready to take your career to the next level?”
The girl bit her lip, and looked from the slate grey stallion who had served them well for the past several years, to her friends whom had been with her since childhood. Their eager looks, and nodding heads told them everything Sweetie Belle wanted to know, and with a reluctant sigh, she caved. “Fine, but Scootaloo is not allowed to drink.”
“What the heck Sweetie? We are old enough to drink now!” Exclaimed Scootaloo.
“Yeah, barely. Plus you always end up throwing up whenever you drink.” Apple Bloom added, the pony faking a gag. “Like every time.”
Scootaloo sighed, and kicked the floor. “Fine, but I’m eating all the candy I want.”
“Deal. Now, let's get this over with.” Muttered Sweetie Belle.
Their manager grinned from ear to ear. “That's what I like to hear. Now then, we had better get moving, we don't want to make them wait.”
“Just, one question.” Sweetie Belle interrupted, stopping the group just as they turned toward the exit. “When you say shmooze, what do you mean. Exactly?”
The stallion shrugged. “Just hang out, act cool, maybe have a few drinks and talk up the producers. You know, celebrity stuff.”
“Wait, I got a question too.” Added Scootaloo.
The stallion sighed, rolled his eyes. “Yes Scootaloo, what is it?”
“Do we have to keep wearing these outfits?” She asked, the pegasus tugging at her collar. “Cus they may be nice, but I do not want to spend all night in this thing.”
“Keep it on, there's no time. Plus it looks good on you, really sells the whole idol vibe you girls got going on.” Replied the stallion.
“Augh, lame.” Groaned Scootaloo. “I am so wiping off this make up at least.”
“Whatever, can we just go already?” Whined Apple Bloom, who already stood by the door.
“Yeah yeah. Were coming.” Murmured Sweetie Belle, who joined her other band mates, and manager as they made their way out of the building and toward a nearby limo.
As they walked, Sweetie Belle couldn't help but watch their manager closely, eyeing him as he settled into a seat across from them before pulling out that phone of his. The stallion was usually reserved in the extreme, barely showing any emotion, yet here he was, visibly excited to go see these producers and gleeful that their show had ended. What was he hiding? What did he have to gain from them seeing so much success, since he would likely be canned for someone else, someone chosen by these mystery producers.
Sweetie Belle didn't like it, but she had to admit, the limo was the picture of class and luxury. As they began to roll away, the car turning towards the Ponyville hills Sweetie Belle began to feel her worries subside a little.
Stepping out of the limo and onto the front yard, the three ponies all gaped as they looked upon the house before them. “Its huge.” Sweetie Belle murmured.
“Massive.” Scootaloo added.
“Did you girls see that?” Apple Bloom asked, facing the opposite direction from the rest of her friends. “They have a whole orchard of different fruit trees! Imagine being able to walk out your front door and grab whatever you want!”
“Yeah that's cool, but look at the house Apple Bloom! Its huge.” Scootaloo replied, physically turning her friend around.
“Looks more like a club than a house.” Apple Bloom pointed out.
And indeed it looked exactly like such an establishment, with the entire first floor resembling the entrance to a popular club, complete with red carpet, bouncers in suits, and a long line. The upper floors of the house were numerous, and very modern, making the act of counting how many there were a difficult task. The solid wall of glass, was only interrupted near the top of the building, where several ponies stood, leaning on the railing while wearing swimsuits.
“Do you think they have a pool on the top floor?” Scootaloo asked.
A resounding splash, followed by laughter made the three young mares all gasp in shock and surprise. Their manager chuckled at their shocked faces, and strode towards the bouncers, pausing when he realized he was not being followed. “Are you three coming or what?” He asked.
“I don't know, shouldn't we wait in line?” Apple Bloom asked nervously, glancing to the line that stretched nearly to the other side of the building.
The manager laughed and shook his head. “You were invited! You girls get the VIP treatment! See?”
The stallion turned and walked towards the bouncer who stood further from the line, his broad shoulders and massive frame enabling him to look down on the tall unicorn with ease. “Invitation?” He barked.
“Right here my good stallion.” The manager replied, pulling a quartet of tickets from his jacket and handing them over. “Name’s Bright Stock, and this is Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom. They are the idols that are in town.”
The stallion nodded slowly and stuffed the tickets into his own jacket before pulling aside the divider and making room for the three young mares. “Welcome to the Music Box, please, make yourself comfortable and feel free to order whatever you like from the bar.”
“But we didn't bring any money.” Sweetie Belle pointed out.
The bouncer chuckled and shook his head. “Oh you three are new, aren't you? This isn't actually a club you know. The drinks are complementary.” He leaned down, his gaze narrowing dangerously. “Just don't go overboard, otherwise you may become well acquainted with the curb.”
Sweetie Belle nodded hastily. “Don't worry, we won't overindulge. Right Scootaloo?”
The pegasus frowned. “Why are you asking me that? Of course I’ll be fine.”
“Good, enjoy your stay.” Announced the bouncer, who gestured towards the large double doors invitingly.
The three mares all looked at one another before trotting inside with varied levels of excitement, followed by a grinning Bright Stock, who exchanged a knowing smirk with the bouncer.
Somewhere in the line up, Diamond Tiara cursed under her breath and kicked a stone. “I can't believe the cutie mark crusaders got in before us.”
Silver Spoon snorted irritably. “And I can't believe you thought that dress was good enough for The Music Nox.”
Diamond Tiara growled. “This is a ladouge, you bitch!”
The slightly taller bouncer sighed as he watched the two mares roll across the driveway, each one punching and biting the other. “Not again.” He murmured.
“Woah.” Sweetie Belle muttered. “This is quite the aesthetic they got going on.”
“Looks cool as fuck.” Scootaloo exclaimed.
“Looks like dubstep roam.” Apple Bloom muttered.
Which was a fitting description, as the walls, and just about everything was a pure, marble white. Including the statues and busts of beautiful mares that were sprinkled randomly all over the area. The lighting was almost completely purple, and was hidden just out of sight, giving the walls a somewhat eerie glow to them. A combination you wouldn't think would work, but clearly did, as everything amazing, and was a perfect blend of old, and new.
“This is really cool.” Scootaloo remarked. “I wonder who owns this place.”
“You will see soon enough.” Bright Stock announced cryptically. “Feel free to take a look around, and then meet me by the back door.”
Sweetie Belle raised an eyebrow when she noticed that there was a solid black door along one of the walls, which was flanked by another pair of bouncers. Though where the last two were large, these two were slim, but radiated a far more dangerous aura then the earth ponies they had met earlier. Their eyes flashed dangerously in the dark, and they both appeared to be bat ponies, one male, one female.
The young unicorn was about to ask a question, only for Scootaloo to tug her aside at the last second. “Sweetie, look, its Miss Spears!” She squealed, pointing to a booth where the titular pop star sat, surrounded by her entourage.
“Pfft, screw that namby pamby pop star, Dethklok is here!” Scootaloo countered, pointing to another booth, this one absolutely covered in empty beer bottles, and seating five earth ponies of various levels of intoxication.
“These producers must be the real deal.” Sweetie Belle murmured. “They even got some of the best producers in the business here.”
“So? Who cares about those old fogies?” Scootaloo remarked with a snort.
“It means that if they are brushing elbows with folks like that, they have money to burn.” Sweetie Belle explained. “Maybe they really could launch our career.”
“I don't know Sweetie Belle, didn't you already say that we were doing fine without them?” Apple Bloom replied cautiously.
“Yeah, but this is on a whole nother level.” Sweetie Belle declared. “They could finance our careers until the end of time, even if we never made them a single red cent.”
“Woah.” Scootaloo muttered. “Thats intense.”
“So do we schmooze for a bit or do we go see them right off the bat?” Apple Bloom asked nervously, while looking around the room. “Cus this is cool and all, but I’m kind of curious as to who these mystery ponies are.”
“We should see them right away.” Sweetie Belle announced.
“What? Why? I thought that bouncer guy told us to enjoy the party?” Scootaloo reminded.
“Do you want to chance blowing this all just because you got distracted by some rock band?” Sweetie Belle shot back.
“Dethklok is not rock, they are metal! Black metal! Blacker than the blackest black times infinity!” Scootaloo shouted back.
Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes. “Fine. Do you wanna risk blowing this all to talk to some black metal band? Or do you want to lock this thing down and then go embarrass yourself?”
Scootaloo grumbled, and gave the five earth ponies one last look before sighing. “Fine, but we are all going to have a shot first. I am not doing this completely sober.”
Sweetie Belle chuckled. “Alright, Apple Bloom. What do you… think?” The unicorn mare looked around. “Apple Bloom?”
The earth pony pony in question laughed, and threw a hoof around her friend’s necks, a wide smile on her face. “Did y'all know they got a bottle of Granny Smith’s secret stash here? It's the real deal too!”
Scootaloo pumped a hoof in the air. “Atta girl A.B, let's do a round!”
“Augh, that stuff tastes like paint thinner though.” Sweetie Belle remarked in disgust. “Plus I thought you agreed not to drink.”
“It tastes like apple flavored paint thinner!” Apple Bloom corrected. “Thank you very much.”
The unicorn mare rolled her eyes. “Whatever, lets just get this over with.”
“Good, cus I got a line of shots waiting for us already.” Apple Bloom added.
Scootaloo sniffed and wiped away a fake tear. “I love you man.”
Apple Bloom chuckled. “Save it, lush.”
Scootaloo threw off her friend’s hoof, and made her way over to the bar. “Shut up and drink your alcohol already, ya hick.”
Apple Bloom smirked. “Flightless chicken.”
“Rainbow Dash fangirl.” Sweetie Belle added, taking a spot next to Apple Bloom.
“Hey, that last one wasn't even an insult!” Scootaloo declared, before all three ponies erupted with laughter, before hastily downing their shots.
Sweetie Belle immediately gagged, nearly tossing her cookies before quenching the taste with a glass of water set aside for just such a reason. Scootaloo tried to act cool and to take it without flinching, only for the pegasaus’ face to screw into a mask of disgust and the pony to grab her own glass of water and down the entire thing. Apple Bloom meanwhile just laughed at her friend’s disgust, patting her stomach and sighing contentedly. “That really hit the spot.”
“How do we keep falling for that?” Asked Sweetie Belle before she went right back to her water.
“I thought I could handle it this time!” Whined Scootaloo before took another gulp of her water. “I was so wrong.”
“Oh quit your bellyaching, we got some rich folk to shmooze.” Apple Bloom announced before grabbing both her friends, and all but dragging them away from the bar and their waters.
“Wait, my water, I can still taste it!” Whined Sweetie Belle.
“It's not so bad -urp- ya wuss.” Scootaloo insulted before covering her mouth with a hoof and stifling the urge to throw up.
Apple bloom just shook her head, and deposited them both in front of the two unamused guards, and their manager who was shaking his head. “You know I probably should have stopped you the second I noticed that shit eating grin of yours.” Bright Stock remarked while giving Apple Bloom a stern look.
The earth pony shrugged. “Yet here we are anyway.”
“The owners are ready to see you now.” Announced the male bat pony who gestured to the door.
“Alright then girls. Are you ready to knock their socks off?” Sweetie Belle asked, after she turned to face her friends.
Both other young mares nodded confidently. “Heck yeah we are!” Scootaloo exclaimed.
“This will be easy, we’re awesome.” Apple Bloom added.
Their manager merely smirked, barely containing a laugh. “Well then girls, go right ahead. I’ll be right behind you.”
Sweetie Belle took one last deep breath before nodding, and doing just that, pushing her way through the door and into the room beyond. Look out future, here I come. She thought triumphantly to herself, unaware of just how much her life would change before this night was over.
Immediately after entering the next room all three girls stopped and gawked at the sight they beheld. The room was relatively large, had its own bar, and was absolutely filled with pillows, some small, some large, and some that seemed able to fit together. It was like if someone couldn't decide between a bedroom or a living room, so they just threw a ton of pillows into a space and called it both. The usual purple and white motif from the last room was also present in this room, as well, though it was slightly brighter in here.
“Vinyl Scratch?” Sweetie Belle exclaimed in shock.
“And Octavia?” Apple Bloom added in disbelief.
The two mares in question were lounging next to a large, round table which had their drinks on it. Both were the picture of calm, and cool collection, the pair eyeing the trio that had just walked in, measuring them. Though a little older than the last time any of the trio had seen them last, they hadn't seemed to have changed very much.
Vinyl Scratch wore her signature sunglasses despite the fact that they were inside, in a less than properly lit room, though if that impeded her vision, she didn't show it. Her long, two tone blue and teal mane was as wild as ever, as was the rest of her fur, which was bordering on shaggy. She smiled as they entered, giving the trio a small tip nod of approval before sipping her bear and reclining into the small mountain of pillows she was using as a chair.
Octavia on the other hand was the picture of grace, and poise, laying on several pillows, and watching them closer than her partner. She wore her signature bow tie as usual, and her long, flowing black mane was perfectly coiffed, as usual. Her grey fur was brushed to a shine, and she idly sipped on her martini as the cutie mark crusaders walked over to the cultured mare.
“I do believe the surprise worked.” Octavia declared, turning to her partner.
Who nodded and flashed the younger mare’s a wide smile and a raise of her glass.
“Wait, you two were the mystery producers?” Scootaloo asked in disbelief. “You guys are like the biggest names in modern music!”
“I see our reputation precedes us.” Octavia remarked, while her partner just chuckled aloud.
“I’m sorry if this sounds rude but…” Sweetie Belle gulped. “Why?”
Octavia raised an eyebrow. “Why what, exactly? Because if you are asking about the decor, I thought it was rather inspired, don't you say think Vinyl?”
The unicorn nodded quickly.
“No its just…” Sweetie Belle blushed and looked away, the pony stumbling over her words too much to say anything.
“I think she's just wondering why you would consider our band. The cutie marks aren't exactly super popular.” Apple Bloom added hesitantly.
Scootaloo snorted. “And you’ve signed like all the best artists from every genre!”
“Y-yeah.” Sweetie Belle concluded.
Octavia chuckled. “But do you know when we signed them?”
Vinyl Scratch smirked as she watched the ponies, evidently knowing where this conversation was going from experience.
“Err no.” Sweetie Belle admitted.
“Before they were super popular.” Octavia answered.
“Ahhh.” Muttered all three ponies in unison.
“Please, sit.” Ovtavia urged, gesturing to the other side of the table. “We have much to discuss.”
Vinyl Scratch waved off the guards, who took positions on either side of the door before pointing their manager to the bar. The stallion didn't seem to mind being ordered around though, and did as he was told, standing idly by the bar and eyeing up the collection of booze.
“So what's the catch then? There ain't no way you think we are going to be as big as all them other acts you have under your belt.” Apple Bloom asked out of the blue.
“Bloom.” Sweetie Belle hissed, trying to get her friend to be quiet.
Scootaloo shrugged. “Well it's true, we don't quite have the widespread appeal of most others.”
“Not yet you don't.” Octavia corrected, the earth pony mirroring the smirk on her partner’s face. “And why would there be a catch? We just want to help you achieve your full potential after all.”
Vinyl Scratch nodded enthusiastically.
“Alright…” Sweetie Belle muttered. “What exactly do you want then?”
“Cus I am so not cool with you guys having any say on the songs we do.” Scootaloo announced firmly. “No offence.”
“None taken.” Replied Octavia cooly. “I assure you, as musicians ourselves, we know how annoying it can be when producers think they know more than you.”
Vinyl Scratch scowled.
“So, like is this an investment type of deal or what?” Apple Bloom asked, while scratching her head. “Cus we don't exactly know a lot about this type of thing.”
“Don't worry, we'll go over all of that in a bit.” Octavia replied, nodding to the trio’s manager. “And with your associate here, I’m sure we’ll come up with something mutually beneficial. First though, I think Vinyl and I were hoping you’d join us for a drink and a show. We can chit chat about the details after.”
Vinyl Scratch grinned from ear to ear and made complicated motion towards both of the guards, who nodded and began to move. One slipped through the door and disappeared while the other moved over to the bar and began to mix a few drinks using rather expensive alcohol.
Sweetie Belle frowned, the pony already able to feel the booze in her system, and the heat that came from it. “I don't know.” She muttered. “We aren't exactly big drinkers.”
Octavia smiled and nodded slowly. “So I’ve heard. Don't worry dears, mister North Star knows how to mix an excellent martini. Don't you mister North Star?”
The bodyguard nodded while he shook a drink. “That I do miss Octavia.”
Vinyl flashed the trio a huge, confident grin.
“A few drinks couldn't be too bad, right Sweetie Belle?” Scootaloo half asked, half stated.
Sweetie Belle nibbled her lip for a moment before reluctantly nodding. “I suppose a few couldn't hurt, so long as there are no more shots.”
Octavia chuckled. “Oh don't worry. We won't have any of those. No matter how much a certain somepony would enjoy that.”
Vinyl rolled her eyes and crossed her hooves over chest in a dramatic fashion.
Apple Bloom chuckled, and leaned a little closer to the sunglasses clad pony. “Hey, don't worry I’ll do a shot or two with ya. Unlike those namby pamby ponies, I wasn't raised on wine and coolers.”
The older mare smirked, and threw a foreleg around the younger pony, laughing and nodding as she did so.
Sweetie Belle frowned. “Try not to get too drunk Apple Bloom, we still have to-”
The door opening, and the guard announcing their return interrupted whatever the unicorn was about to say. “I have been able to find Monsieur Lucky Doo.” The female bat pony exclaimed.
“And I am ready to knock your socks off.” Finished a short, feminine pink pegasus stallion with a long, straw colored mane.
“Woah.” Muttered Scootaloo, who was already blushing furiously.
Apple Bloom gulped, the young pony shaking her head. “Woah is right.” She murmured.
Sweetie Belle raised an eyebrow and watched as the newest pony all but strutted into the room with all the grace and poise of a pole dancer who knew just how attractive they were. They wore a pair of black stockings on their forelegs, and an equally dark pair of floral pattern stockings on their back legs. The male also wore a similarly colored garter belt and a skirt so short that it even it couldn't contain the small bulge in the pony’s tight black panties. He also wore lipstick, eyeliner, and blush, all of which was as dark as his clothes, creating a stark contrast from his brightly colored fur and mane.
All in all, Sweetie Belle had to admit that he was pretty, like really pretty, to the point that even after seeing the small bulge in his panties, Sweetie Belle still wondered if it was indeed a guy. His long mane was tied into twin pigtails that were colored black at the ends, adding to his look significantly and making his appearance even more striking.
He strode over to the group of ponies, absolutely drinking up their naked lust with an arrogant smile. Without missing a beat he hopped onto their table and strutted into the center before frowning down at Octavia. “And here I thought you wouldn't call on me all night. I nearly wiped off my make up you know.”
Octavia chuckled. “And what a shame that would have been.”
Vinyl Scratch grinned lecherously and nodded along.
“And I suppose that these are the esteemed guests I will be helping to entertain?” Lucky Doo asked, before smirked. “I loved the act by the way girls. You were absolutely fabulous.”
“Not nearly as fabulous as you.” Blurted Scootaloo.
The male blushed, and batted his long, black eyelashes at the pony. “You are too kind sugar, but I’d save such sweet talk for after the show if I were you.”
A second later and a round of drinks were placed in front of everyone by the deft hooves of the male bat pony. “Here you are. An Irish Car bomb for miss Vinyl Scratch. A Black and Tan for miss Octavia and a round of Redheaded Slut’s for the cuties.”
The trio looked down at their tall, fruity smelling beverage, and couldn't help but feel a little of their worries disappear. “Hey, aren't you joining us Stock?” Scootaloo asked.
The manager shook his head. “I’m afraid I am going to have to keep a clear head. Wouldn't want to let you girls get fucked over now would we?”
Scootaloo shrugged. “Your loss old man.”
“So, are we doing this thing or what?” Lucky Doo asked, the stallion giving his hips a wiggle.
“Absolutely.” Octavia declared, before raising her glass. “Bottom’s up, girls!”
A small cheer echoed in the room, followed closely thereafter by several drinks being chugged or sipped. IT was at this point that Lucky Doo began his routine, the stallion strutting his stuff with all the skill and expertise of a trained dancer. With spirits high, the night rolled on, with many more drinks, and titillations coming over the next while.
“Woooo! You rock Lucky!” Scootaloo shouted, black lipstick marked, cheeks turning a bright red, and half empty drink raised to the heavens.
“Are you sure you can't stay a little longer?” Apple Bloom asked, before listing the side slightly, face covered in black lipstick kisses.
The feminine stallion sighed dramatically, and swooned while in the doorway. “Alas, miss Vinyl and miss Octavia wish to speak to you alone. Soon my darlings, soon we will meet again, until then, don't forget me!” He announced before sweeping out of the room like a swan taking wing.
Sweetie Belle shakily placed her drink back on the table before turning back to the seemingly completely fine pair of ponies sitting across from them. “So uh, werent we supposed to talk about the details now? Or was I forgetting something?” Sweetie Belle asked, while scratching the side of her face in confusion.
“Nah, your right on track. Me and Vinyl were thinking that we should take this party to the next level first though. What do you girls say?” Octavia asked, her voice becoming slightly lower, and more seductive.
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom both raised their forehooves in the air, and shouted their affirmation while Sweetie Belle was a little more reserved, and covered the mouths of her friends. “What exactly do you mean by the next level?” She pressed.
“Hey, lay off Sweetie Bee, whatever they got planned it's probably awesome.” Scootaloo declared.
“Yeah Sweetie, don't be such a worry wart.” Added Apple Bloom.
The young unicorn frowned. “Fine, whatever. Let's do whatever it is.”
Octavia sighed, and slipped around the table before sitting down next to the mare, and draping a hoof over her shoulder. “Oh Sweetie, Sweetie, Sweetie. You really have no reason to worry. We are all friends here, and we are all just having a little fun, right girls?”
Everyone else nodded in agreement, including Vinyl Scratch.
“See? Were just taking care of your needs you know.” Octavia began, the earth pony pulling Sweetie Belle close, and forcing the younger pony to breath in her perfume. “So just relax and let us do that.”
Sweetie Bell frowned, but found herself nodding despite how strange, and intimate things had suddenly become. “O-okay.” She stuttered.
“See? Even Sweetie Belle is having fun.” Octavia declared, before turning to Scootaloo. “Why don't you go sit next to Vinyl Scratch, I just know you three are going to have some fun together.”
The pegasus bit her lip, and glanced across the table to where the elder unicorn was smiling and patting an empty pillow positioned right next to her. “If you say so miss Octavia.”
“Atta girl, now get in real close. You want to show your new friend you care about her, don't you?” Octavia urged, tightening her grip on Sweetie Belle’s side.
Scootaloo blushed profusely as Vinyl Scratch extended a forehoof around both of the other young ponies, making them blush harder still when she gave them a squeeze. Apple Bloom gulped, and awkwardly threw a leg around the white unicorn’s mid section, and leaning against her shoulder. “It is kinda nice. Lucky Doo really got me worked up.”
“Oh he sure did, didn't he Vinyl Scratch?” Purred Octavia, who was running a hoof up and down Sweetie Belle’s side and making her even more uncomfortable.
The mute mare sighed dramatically.
“Oh what's that? You have a problem?” Octavia asked in mock shock, prompting the unicorn to nod and squeeze the two ponies on either side of her. “One that only those two can solve? Well then, you had better ask them for their help.”
Vinyl Scratch grinned, uncrossed her legs, and sat back slightly, allowing her long, thick cock to spring upwards. Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gasped in shock, recoiling slightly though not pulling away from the unicorn’s grasp.
“Is that real?” Scootaloo asked in a shocked tone.
“Why don't you check.” Urged Octavia.
Apple Bloom looked down at the mare’s cock and bit her lip nervously. “I don't know about that miss Octavia, it doesn't seem right to do something like this.”
“Y-yeah!” Sweetie Belle declared, pushing back against Octavia’s ironlike grip. “We are too drunk, you can't do this to us.”
The earth pony’s demeanour changed in an instant, and Sweetie Belle found herself pulled tight against the other mare’s side, her lips now near Sweetie Belle’s ear. “Look at your friends, they are having fun, they want this. Just look into their eyes.” She urged. “Don't worry girls, your just touching, no one's saying you have to do anything else.”
Vinyl nodded and gave her hips a wiggle, making her cock bounce around.
Scootaloo nervously extended a hoof. “Well it is really big…” She muttered.
Apple Bloom’s own hoof slowly worked forwards at the same time, her gaze locked on the strangely hypnotic appendage before her. “We’re just testing it after all. No harm in that.”
Sweetie Belle wanted to yell something to her friends, but found her shoulder squeezed tightly, stopping her from saying anything. “What kind of friend would you be if you stopped them from having fun, huh?” Asked Octavia in an overly dramatic tone.
Sweetie Belle frowned. “This isn't right.” She whispered.
“Oh? And why would that be?” Octavia inquired, gesturing to the two ponies who were now touching the tip of Vinyl’s throbbing tip. “Because they seem to think this is right. Right girls?”
Both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo nervously nodded their heads. “It's so hot.” Whispered Scootaloo.
“And hard.” Added Apple Bloom, who ran her hoof down the dickmare’s shaft. “Nevermind big.”
“See Sweetie Belle, there is nothing to worry about, nothing at all.” Octavia whispered, her hoof slipping down the unicorn’s side and resting between her legs, before forcing them open. “Why don't we have our own fun? We can't let them have it all.”
The unicorn blushed hard as she felt the mare’s hoof stray close to her nethers, only stopping when the tip brushed across the wet folds of her pussy. “Stop.” She hissed, grabbing Octavia’s hoof. “I don't want… it.”
“Don't want what? To have fun?” Octavia sighed. “Or do you not want to take the deal? Because I was thinking you would be a perfect act to place on the first stage of Lollapalooza next year. What do you think?”
Sweetie Belle kept her grip on Octavia’s hoof, but didn't remove it like she had intended on doing. “The first stage? You would really do that?”
“I was considering it.” Octavia remarked sadly. “But if your not willing to help out a friend, then I’m not sure if I can do that anymore.”
“It would be great exposure for our band.” Sweetie Belle murmured, her grip on Octavia’s hoof slowly loosening.
“Oh yes.” Octavia whispered. “In fact, it's how we’ve helped launch nearly all the bands in our organization.” She smirked, leaned in close, and pointed across the table. “Why, just look at your friend’s. They have the right idea, all you have to do is follow their leads.
Sweetie Belle watched in a mix of horror, and arousal as her friends both caressed and rubbed their hooves across Vinyl Scratch’s cock, eager looks on their face. The white unicorn herself seemed to be enjoying herself immensely, and moaned every once and a while. Until her cock twitched, and a small bead of precum bubbled onto the tip, then Scootaloo unexpectedly lurched down. The young pegasus’ lips wrapped around the thick head of Vinyl Scratch’s marecock, and plunged deep.
A rough hoof forced its way between Apple Bloom’s legs, kneading the young pony’s clit before forcing her into a kiss. For a moment, the young mare seemed ready to fight it, to push back against the treatment, only for the older pony’s tongue to slide into her mouth. Resistance melted, muscles relaxed, and the young pony leaned into the kiss, pressing herself against Vinyl Scratch’s side. No longer needing to hold Apple Bloom in place, Vinyl Scratch’s other hoof went to the back of Scootaloo’s head, where it was used to make the young pegasus move faster, and go deeper.
“See? They love it. Like I know you will.” Octavia whispered, who tugged her hoof from Sweetie Belle’s limp grip and ran it up and down the young pony’s slit.
Sweetie Belle tried to stifle a moan, but couldn't help but give it voice, as the other mare’s hoof was rough, but undeniably good. The pony found herself opening her legs a little more, and arching her back, allowing Octavia to work her hoof a little deeper, spreading her folds a little more. The mare hummed in approval, pressing herself against the smaller pony’s side as she roughly played with her pussy.
“See? Isn't it nice to have a little fun and just stop caring about all those silly things?” Octavia purred.
Sweetie Belle bit her lip and resisted the urge to say anything, too conflicted by what was happening. On the one hoof it felt good, really good, as she had been incredibly turned on by the potent mix of alcohol and a rather erotic show only a few minutes earlier. It was enough to make Sweetie Belle wonder if she truly wanted this, and if she was okay with what was happening. She had never been into mares, unlike Scootaloo and to a lesser extent Apple Bloom, but now that she was here in this strange moment, she couldn't help but admit that it was kind of good.
That changed the second she noticed that Octavia was even more well endowed then Vinyl Scratch was, the earth pony’s cock springing up and slapping against her chest. “Ahh, much better.” Octavia murmured happily. “Why don't you give it a taste like your friend Scootaloo is doing.”
Sweetie Belle bit her lip and glanced over to her friend, who was now bouncing eagerly on Vinyl Scratch’s cock. She had a glazed over look in her eye, and didn't seem to even mind the way that the unicorn was using her like a sex toy. The glow of her magic surrounded the young pegasus’ head nad forced her up and down on her cock, allowing her to make out with Apple Bloom without having to divide her attention too much.
The older pony gripped tight, the young earth pony’s head, holding her closely, dominating both of her partners with ease. Apple Bloom seemed a little less into it then Scootaloo, but nonetheless didn't fight back, remaining relatively relaxed without fully giving into her more base urges. It made Sweetie Belle hesitate as she looked down on the glistening head of Octavia’s cock.
Sensing this hesitation, Octavia ran a hoof down the younger pony’s back and smiled. “Hey now, you don't have to if you don't want to. Why don't we just skip to the really fun part then?”
“Like what?” Sweetie Belle asked hesitantly.
“Why we can just skip straight to the fucking of course.” Octavia declared simply, a hoof gripping tight the mare’s backside. “How does that sound cutie?”
“I mean, it certainly sounds…” Sweetie Belle’s voice trailed off and she looked down at the ground absently.
“It would really mean a lot to me if you just let go and had a little fun.” Octavia declared, while kneading and grabbing at her backside. “You do want to be famous right? First stage, headlining festivals and tours all over the country and beyond.”
Sweetie Belle bit her lip and was about to answer before she noticed that Vinyl Scratch had stopped, and had shoved Scootaloo down her cock hard, forcing every inch into her mouth and throat. The result was a large, and noticeable bulge that pulsed as rope after rope of cum shot into her belly. While this was happening, Vinyl held Apple Bloom close, her tongue in the younger girl’s mouth and her hooves running up and down her body. The kiss broke for a moment, just long enough for a pill to be placed in Apple Bloom’s mouth and then all but pushed down her throat.
“W-what was that?” Sweetie Belle asked.
Octavia smiled. “It's nothing dear, just a little insurance to make sure you don't get pregnant. Wouldn't want our star act to end up sporting a baby bump right? Here, just swallow it and it will last a whole twenty-four hours.”
Sweetie Belle looked down to Octavia’s hoof which held the pill.
This was it, she realized, the moment that would make or break her career. If she said yes she would have it all, from fame, fortune, and world wide acclaim. If she said no, she may not even have a career anymore, as it seemed likely that Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were interested. Could she do that? Could she leave her friends if they decided to sign without her?
Gulping down her fear, Sweetie Belle grabbed the pill and popped it into her mouth, swallowing it dry with little resistance. “T-there.” She announced shakily, doing her best to smile.
“Thats a good girl.” Octavia muttered, still rubbing the younger pony’s back.
Sweetie Belle was dimly aware of Scootaloo being lifted from Vinyl Scratch’s cock, and desperately sucking down air, but couldn't pay attention to her friends for long. A pair of strong hooves grabbed her flanks, and lifted her back end roughly into the air, forcing her into a standing position. She could hardly figure out what was happening before she felt one of those strong hooves push her head down before spreading her legs.
Octavia hummed in approval, the mare easily dominating the smaller pony and covering her body almost completely. “There we go, now just relax and let mommy handle everything.” whispered the earth pony, who shifted her hips, and presed the tip of her cock against Sweetie Belle’s dripping sex.
The young pony bit her lip and tried to think of something else, but was drawn away from her own suffering when she noticed that Scootaloo was roughly getting picked up. Two pairs of strong hooves then draped her semi limp body over the table on her back, before the owners of those hooves took positions on either end of her. The two bat ponies grinned, as they pulled out their cocks, with the male taking position near her mouth while the female was between Scootaloo’s legs.
They were both big, roughly coming in at around Vinyl Scratch’s impressive length with variation in their girth. Their sheer size was impressive, but that wasn't what made Sweetie Belle worry, as it looked like her friend was still relatively out of it. Despite that, Scootaloo still opened her mouth, and looked up at the stallion who entered her mouth, so she couldn't be that bad. Right?
Either way Sweetie Belle didn't have time to consider it, as Octavia was now pushing her hips forward, spreading the virgin unicorn wide. Grunting, Sweetie Belle gripped the table tightly as she felt the other mare relentlessly thrust forward, forcing her too small passage to stretch around it. She could only whimper as she felt inch after inch slide into her abused hole, the earth pony hardly even caring about how tight it was.
A new and altogether different moan made Sweetie Belle look up in time to see Apple Bloom settle in over Vinyl Scratch. The shade clad unicorn was grinning from ear to ear as the young mare riding her slid back, impaling herself on the long white cock. Apple Bloom let out another shuddering moan of pleasure, only to be interrupted when she felt someone settle in behind her.
Their manager smiled, as his cock pressed against Apple Bloom’s asshole, his dick already slathered with lubricant. Sweetie Belle watched as they exchanged a few words before he thrust forward, shoving himself into the young mare’s ass at the same time Vinyl Scratch thrusted forward. The ensuing cry of pain and surprise quickly morphed into one of pleasure, and in no time Sweetie Belle could tell that Apple Bloom was enjoying it. Something no doubt being helped along by the fact that Vinyl Scratch was pouring another drink down her throat.
Sweetie Belle had bigger concerns than all that though, as Octavia had grabbed her mane, and forced her head down and her ass up. She couldn't even ask what was going on before she felt Octavia slam forward, stretching the young pony’s insides around the thick cock. Octavia herself let out a low moan as she felt her medial ring slide into Sweetie Belle’s now ruined pussy.
“Mmm, your nice and tight. Don't tell me this is your first time.” Octavia remarked.
With tears streaming down her face, Sweetie Belle nodded, unable to explain that she had broken her hymen by accident many years earlier, but had never taken a lover.
The earth pony currently fucking her pussy laughed aloud. “Oh my, that is cute. I can't wait to give you your first cream pie, then be the first to fuck your throat, then your ass.” Octavia leaned forward, and whispered directly in the younger pony’s ear. “I’m going to take every first you have, and violate every one of your virgin holes.”
Sweetie Belle blushed, trying to ignore the small part of her that found those words incredibly arousing. She tried to tell herself that she didn't want this, didn't want to be here, to watch her friends get used and abused, but that sentiment was rapidly becoming difficult to dismiss. Despite the mess that her makeup had now become, and how stretched and warped her pussy was, she could feel pleasure begin to build at the base of her spine.
And she wasn't the only one.
Scootaloo’s forelegs gripped the bat pony’s waist tightly, keeping him from pulling out very much, while her backlegs did the same for the female currently ruthlessly fucking her pussy. Her eyes seemed almost empty in a way, the pony having succumb to the pleasure coursing through her and choosing to relish in it rather than fight it. Sweetie Belle could see her friend’s throat as it bulged and shrunk, the male’s sack slapping against the pegasus’ chin with every thrust.
That wasn't the only bulge Sweetie Belle could see though, as the bat pony female’s cock was also large enough to make Scootaloo’s stomach distend slightly every time she was balls deep into the pegasus. It peaked Sweetie Belle’s curiosity, and she briefly ignored the pain, and confusion that ran through her mind, and reached between her legs, feeling the indent that Octavia’s dick made against her flesh. It was a potent, physical reminder of just how big, and how dominant the female truly was, as her cock forced Sweetie Belle’s body to alter around it.
“Your probably wondering why all the girls around here have dicks.” Octavia remarked idly, as she ground her hips against Sweetie Belle’s slowly working more of her dick into the smaller mare. “And to answer your question, I simply enjoy being able to stuff like this is all. Besides, it is rather sexy, isn't it my little slut?”
Sweetie Belle blushed, unused to being referred to in such a manner. “Y-yeah.” She stuttered weakly, already imagining what it would be like if her and her friends were similarly endowed.
“Don't worry. After you pay us back for all were going to do for you can have a dick of your own.” Octavia announced. “Then you can help us break in the new talent as well.”
Sweetie Belle’s blush and guilt intensified considerably. “I don't think that will happen.”
Octavia chuckled. “They all say that.”
Her hips slammed forward, and Sweetie Belle’s world melted away as she felt her body be violated even deeper than before. Everything about Octavia’s thick, long cock made Sweetie Belle want to cry out in pleasure, to scream in ecstasy. It was just so powerful, so big, and so perfect that it managed to dismiss any lingering feelings of pain or discomfort in no time at all.
A feeling that she could tell was shared amongst her friends as well, if their own cries, both muffled and otherwise were anything to go by.
Scootaloo was too focused on the two ponies plowing her to even notice anything, her half lidded gaze seeing nothing other then the bat pony stallion’s crotch. Both ponies currently fucking her were both enjoying themselves, either grunting or moaning as they continued to pound into her. Their thrusts were strong, deep, fast and utterly relentless from the moment they entered her, until several minutes later when Scootaloo had finally loosened up enough to take them with ease.
Apple Bloom didn't currently have a dick in her mouth, and could give voice to the pleasure she was feeling, and did so with gusto. Her moans were random, and sporadic, disrupted by the alternating thrusts of the two ponies currently filling her ass and pussy. Their manager, Bright Stocks grinned from ear to ear as he pounded the mare’s now stretched asshole. Vinyl Scratch meanwhile merely smirked, her forelegs behind her head as she watched the many varied, and strange faces Apple Bloom made. All while her magic continued to guide the earth pony’s hips, enabling her to fuck both of them easily, and profeciantly.
The sensation of Octavia’s hips slamming into her slightly flabby flanks drew Sweetie Belle from her inspection, and made her realize that the large pony was finally all the way inside her. Every last inch of throbbing marecock was now lodged inside her, taking up what felt like her entire body. The tip felt like it was mere millimeters from her womb, and the larger pony’s balls felt as big as a pair of apples as they rest against her.
“You know you’re lucky it was I that took a liking to you.” Octavia remarked. “The others wouldn't have given you time to relax before they started fucking you.”
“T-thank you.” Sweetie Belle muttered quickly, unable to look up from the ground.
“Don't thank me yet, we haven't even gotten to the real fun.” She smirked. “Plus I still plan on ruining every single one of your holes.”
Sweetie Belle’s body trembled, and she bit her lip awkwardly, her feelings warring inside her, making saying anything a difficult affair. This was all so much, so fast, with so many new feelings that she never got to adapt to that she was left baffled. Too confused to do much of anything she remained where she was, with her ass in the air, while getting fucked by one of the most famous musicians in Equestria.
Around her she could tell that her friends were getting close, with Scootaloo already orgasming. The young pegasus’ legs twitched and her small wings flapped uselessly as she lay face up on the table. Though her limbs shook, she held tight to both of her partners, ensuring that they couldn't pull out. Something neither bat pony was seemingly interested in doing, as they didn't fight this one bit, merely continuing to assault her brutalized holes without pause.
Apple Bloom’s moans had vanished, as her lips were now pressed against Vinyl’s while her hips remained in motion. Both thick cocks plowed into her, stretching her holes significantly, both ponies uncaring to the fact that the young earth pony was unable to keep up with their pace. Instead of waiting for her to adapt, Vinyl Scratch had merely taken matters into her own hooves and now gripped the entire back half of Apple Bloom’s body and truly using her like a sex object.
It was disgusting, in a way, as her friends had been reduced to little more than cum dumps, including herself, Sweetie Belle realized. Worse yet, she was starting to enjoy it, her own orgasm slowly rising in the back of her mind, her pussy twitching in anticipation. Their remained a part of her that didn't want to, but instead wanted to push Octavia off of her and to leave with her friends in tow. That part was quickly silenced though, the sheer pleasure she felt overriding such a notion utterly.
It didn't matter if she wanted it, Sweetie Belle reasoned, she was going to take it anyway.
And take it she did.
Octavia’s pace had quickened significantly, changing from slow, but steady thrusts to quick, and lengthy. Nearly the entirety of the mare’s nearly a foot and a half long dick slipped from Sweetie Belle’s sloppy hole before being rammed back inside. Each time she felt those massive balls slap against her, she felt like another wall crumbled in her mind and another bolt of lighting shot up her spine. She couldn't help it, the pleasure was just too much, and she cried out in ecstasy, moaning long and hard, as Octavia used her pussy.
“See? I knew you would love it.” Octavia declared with a smirk. “Go on, tell me you love it. I want to hear you say it out loud for all to hear.”
Sweetie Belle bit her lip, and tried to think of some excuse, but Octavia’s relentless hips drove that thought from her mind completely. “I love it.” She whispered hastily.
Octavia shook her head. “Say it loudly, and proudly!”
“I- I love it!” Sweetie Belle declared, louder this time.
“What do you love?” Octavia asked, rising up and planting her forehooves on Sweetie Belle’s plump posterior.
“I love your big fat cock!” Shouted the young mare before her orgasm arrived and utterly overwhelmed her.
If Octavia was annoyed at the way her toy crumpled to the ground, writhing in pleasure, she didn't show it and merely continued to fuck the mare’s pussy regardless. She expertly shifted her hips in order to allow her to continue to plow the young pony until she was finally able to orgasm. With her balls resting firmly against Sweetie Belle’s body, Octavia unloaded into the young mare, emptying what felt like the entirety of her balls into the now former virgin.
Sweetie Belle herself was on cloud nine, and was unable to utter so much as a word, her eyes having rolled back into her head. The most powerful orgasm of her short life grew stronger as she felt the thick, hot sperm of the futa mare splash against her cervix and paint her insides. It felt like her body was being filled with yogurt it was so vicious, and Sweetie Belle wondered if she would even have room for it all inside her.
The young mare was so distracted by her earth shattering orgasm that she didn't notice that her friend’s partners were also finishing up at this very moment. Like a signal being sent, every pony in the room began to orgasm one after another, starting with the male bat pony. Who gripped Scootaloo’s head tightly as he ground his hips against the pegasus’ face, ensuring that every last inch was stuffed past her lips.
The mare currently buried in her pussy continued to move as she came, contrasting her partner who remained utterly motionless, letting out a low moan as he came. She however, continued to jackhammer Scootaloo’s pussy like she was trying to knock down a wall, her cock spurting load after load into the young mare’s cunt. All while Scootaloo herself continued to hold them as tight as she could, her eyes having rolled into the back of her head.
Apple Bloom meanwhile was muttering utter gibberish as her two partners came directly into her holes. Vinyl Scratch bit the young pony’s neck, making Apple Bloom’s cries rise a few octaves and grow even louder still. Bright Stocks was as silent as the D.J and weakly humped into Apple Bloom’s ass as he unloaded inside of her. Thick baby batter dripped from both of the mare’s holes and pooled on the floor between her legs.
Sweetie Belle was dimly aware of this happening to herself as well, Octavia cumming so much that the young unicorn felt as though her entire pussy was stuffed with seed or dick. Only when her own orgasm finally stopped, and her senses began to return was she able to realize what had happened. Blushing furiously, she realized that despite her orgasm being done, Octavia’s wasn't, as the futa mare’s dick continued to pulse and send load after load into the young singer’s body.
Finally, after what felt like forever, it was over, and Octavia finally stopped, the mare roughly pulling her cock from Sweetie Belle’s depths. The sudden feeling of emptiness nearly made Sweetie Belle beg for Octavia to put it back inside of her, but she pushed down that thought for now. She had a feeling that it wasn't over yet, and that more so called fun was right around the corner.
Sure enough, Sweetie Belle found herself hoisted back onto all four hooves once more, Octavia’s strong legs helping her up. “There we go, atta girl.” Complemented the well endowed mare.
Sweetie Belle took a second to readjust, the feeling quickly returning to her back legs and her now aching pussy. She didn't even have to ask what was going to happen next, as Vinyl Scratch was patting her chest, while looking at the young singer. Octavia smiled, and gave Sweetie Belle a firm smack across the ass, pointing at the unicorn who continued to lounge on her back.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Octavia asked.
Sweetie Belle said nothing, and merely blushed hard as she trotted across the room, her shaky legs carrying her over to the still hard futa mare.
Who smiled and licked her lips, while using her magic to lift her cock upright.
Getting the picture, Sweetie Belle slipped over the other mare’s body and aligned the cock with the entrance to her pussy. It hardly took any effort at all for the unicorn’s hard appendage to slide right inside Sweetie Belle’s stretched and cum filled pussy. Sighing, Sweetie Belle couldn't help but feel oddly content with having her pussy stuffed once more, though it wasn't as good as Octavia’s larger dick.
A cock pressing itself against her lips made her realize that Octavia had been telling the truth when she said she was going to use every single one of Sweetie Belle’s holes. The sight of the cum slathered appendage made the young pony’s nose wrinkle in disgust, the scent of her own pussy clinging to the dick. Octavia was nothing if not insistent though, and she pressed forward, shoving the tip of her cock against Sweetie Belle’s lips and slathering them in her seed.
“Come on, open up.” Octavia demanded in a soft, cruelly kind voice.
Getting the picture, Sweetie Belle stuffed her apprehension deep down inside of herself and opened her mouth, allowing Octavia access to another one of Sweetie Belle’s holes. The taste hit her like a sack of bricks, though it wasn't quite as bad as what Sweetie Belle had assumed it would be. She had heard horror stories from friends that cum tasted terrible, yet Octavia’s tasted almost a little sweet and quite good. She didn't even mind the fact that she could also taste herself at the same time.
Next to her, Scootaloo was pulled forward, allowing her head to drape over the side of the table, and for the female bat pony to plunge her cock straight down the pegasus’ throat. Without a gag reflex, Scootaloo showed little discomfort as the mare immediately began to use her throat like an oversized fleshlight. Though it was evident that Scootaloo struggled to deal with such abuse at first, it didn't take long for her to adapt, and start taking it with relative ease.
Meanwhile, Apple Bloom was roughly being carried over to the other end of the table, before getting deposited face first into Scootaloo’s overflowing pussy. That seemed to wake the earth pony from the daze she found herself trapped in, and she lurched to a stand only to be driven forward when the bat pony stallion thrusted into her cum filled pussy.
“What the mf-” Was all she could utter before she found her lips all but shoved into Scootaloo’s.
“Eat up, slut. I got you a nice pie.” Exclaimed the bat pony mare, who exchanged a laugh and a hoof bump with her partner.
Apple Bloom grumbled, but didn't try to resist, allowing herself to be guided by the dominant ponies. Her tongue extended from her mouth, and slowly drew close to Scootaloo’s nether lips, only for a particularly hard thrust to drive her tongue deep into the mare’s pussy. The pegasus, not knowing who was currently eating her out, moaned while she was getting throat fucked.
Trapped, and with little escape, the earth pony mare decided to simply go with the flow, and tried to at least enjoy it. She too found that the flavor suited her, and that despite the forcefulness of it all, it wasn't half bad. Placing her hooves on the table in order to get better access to Scootaloo’s pussy, Apple Bloom began to really go to town, slurping down the seed stuffed in her friend.
It was at this point that Sweetie Belle was also beginning to adapt, with the mare learning to alternate between pushing forward, and back, allowing her to better service the two mares. Something both seemed to enjoy if their moans of pleasure were anything to go by. That was until Sweetie Belle felt something hard, and long press against her already full hole. With eyes wide, she tried to look back only to remember what she was doing, and not wanting to upset the mare balls deep in her throat, merely looked as best she could out of the corner of her eye.
“Don't mind me little girl.” Exclaimed Bright Stocks. “Octavia’s staked a claim on that ass of yours, so I figured I’d just join Vinyl, since I know she doesn't mind the company.”
Vinyl Scratch snickered and nodded her head.
Sweetie Belle tried to cry out, to push Octavia back in order to tell her manager to stop, and that he wouldn't fit, not while she already had a dick in her well used pussy. A pair of firm hooves on either side of her head stopped her from doing that however, forcing her to merely sit there as she was violated.
Inch after throbbing inch of stallion dick was pushed inside of her, forcing her cunt to spread wider then what Sweetie Belle thought possible. She wanted to scream, to cry, to do or say anything, but Octavia’s domination of her mouth and throat was complete. Meaning she was forced to just continue to stand there as both Vinyl Scratch’s and Bright Stock’s dicks were pressed deep into her body.
The stretching feeling alone was enough to make her knees weak, and for her body to tremble as if she were about to fall over. Yet still it continued, the beating her pussy took from Octavia, combining with the seed left behind by the futa mare both helping things along. Sweetie Belle wished she had taken the time to remove the cum from inside of her, as it served as a potent lubricant, allowing both dicks a space into her now ruined pussy.
While this was happening, Octavia never slowed, the mare continuing to jack hammer Sweetie Belle’s throat the same way she had done to the mare’s pussy. Anger, guilt, self pity and other feelings swirled in the mare’s heart, making her regret everything. That was until she felt Bright Stock’s hips press against her own, signalling that he, and Vinyl Scratch were both balls deep in the young unicorn’s body.
That feeling gave her at least a slight bit of relief, and she would have hoped that they would give her a chance to adapt before they moved, if the pony didn't already know they werent going to do that. Sure enough, they both began to move a mere second later, the two ponies pulling out before slamming back inside. Sweetie Belle’s cry was muffled by Octavia’s dick, meaning no one heard her begging for them to stop.
After that, they seemed to shift things up, alternating between who was thrusting in, and who was pulling out. The result was an utterly overwhelming amount of ecstasy that seemed to come from everywhere at once. It was as if every last pleasure nerve inside of her was being rubbed at the same time. With such raw physical and sensual gratification it was no surprise that the pain was quickly forgotten amidst the waves of joy.
All at once Sweetie Belle didn't mind that her cunt was being ruined by two ponies she didn't even know, or that she was being used like a sex toy by a third pony she had only met once before. It was all suddenly okay, she was going to be okay, and Sweetie Belle finally gave up and threw herself into the ocean of pleasure that had been pounding away at the back of her mind.
Something both Scootaloo and Apple Bloom had already done, with one of them now orgasming from the pleasure the other was giving her. Scootaloo’s body shook and her wings twitched, her back legs wrapping around Apple Bloom’s head while her forehooves gripped tight to the female bat pony’s ass. By then, the young earth pony had lapped up every last drop of seed left in Scootaloo’s cunt, and eagerly slurped down the ensuing waves of mare cum.
Her own orgasm came shortly thereafter, with the young mare not moving her lips one inch even while her entire body trembled. It didn't quite feel as good as having both her ass and pussy stuffed full, but Apple Bloom loved every second of it anyway. Besides, it felt weirdly good to have her already cum stuffed cunt fucked by another dick, one that was no doubt going to deposit another steaming load inside of her.
Sure enough, both bat ponies came shortly thereafter, with both slamming home one final time and remaining there. Apple Bloom made sure to clench down hard on the member inside of her pussy, milking it for every last drop. Something that Scootaloo did as well, only with her throat muscles, the pegasus mare forming a seal around the base of the female’s dick. Both ponies did their damndest to contain every last drop their partner’s gave them, though only Scootaloo was successful as Apple Bloom’s pussy was already at capacity.
The guards remained still as they caught their breath, their dicks still twitching as they spurted the last few drops of their orgasm into their respective partners. “Wow, that was fun.” The male declared.
“Your telling me.” Added the other.
Both pulled out, and stepped aside, allowing for Scootaloo to roll off the table and look around. She was hardly even able to register what was happening before she noticed Apple Bloom’s ass suddenly land on her face. Realizing what was going on, Scootaloo simply rolled with the punches and began to sixty nine with the other mare.
“Now that is hot.” Exclaimed the bat pony mare.
“Hell yeah it is.” Replied her partner.
Sweetie Belle didn't know about any of this, as she was currently experiencing her third orgasm of the night, an orgasm brought about by two thick horse cocks pounding away at her pussy. The feelings of fullness, of being stretched, used, abused and ravaged were all unlike any other pleasure the pony had ever felt before. It was enough to make her feel like she was losing herself, and becoming addicted to the sensation of being nothing but a hole to be fucked by others.
The ponies currently using her body as a receptacle for seed, were also drawing close to their next orgasms. Octavia’s thrusts had begun to slow, and grow more forceful, with her balls slapping audibly into Sweetie Belle’s chin. The alternating thrusts of Bright Stocks and Vinyl Scratch had been abandoned as both ponies chased their next orgasm. Their movements losing all rhythm, and now pounded into Sweetie Belle’s pussy haphazardly, and with no rhyme or reason.
All she could do was moan, and twitch as she was fucked and used, with both ponies currently balls deep in her pussy orgasming a few seconds later. Within moments of one another, they came, filling the poor young mare well beyond the point she had previously deemed possible. Her stomach bulged with cum at the same time she felt Octavia begin to orgasm straight down her throat, the dominant futa mare holding Sweetie Belle’s lips tight against her crotch.
As a result, Sweetie Belle could feel every pulse, and twitch of the mare’s cock as it deposited its load directly into her stomach. The size of which was impressive considering she had orgasmed once already, only a minute or two earlier no less. It was also just as heavy, and viscous as the last, meaning it felt like it filled the young pony’s stomach completely. Between the two dicks shooting their loads as deep into her cunt as possible, and the one lodged down her throat, Sweetie Belle was on cloud nine.
The doubt that had plagued her, the guilt, the shame, all of it was gone, replaced by a deep, burning lust that craved more. She came again, despite the fact it felt like her last orgasm was only seconds ago, the pony orgasmed again. This time it seemed to drag on and on, continuing for as long as seed was fed into her needy, greedy holes. Only when all three dicks stopped cumming inside her, did Sweetie Belle’s orgasm finally stop, and then she collapsed.
Octavia pulled out of her throat, and allowed the young pony to pant desperately, trying to fill her lungs with much needed oxygen. It took a while, but when she was finally able to gather herself once more, she noticed that Bright Stocks had pulled out of her now utterly destroyed cunt, and Octavia was now behind her.
“Wha- what's going -unf.” Sweetie Belle muttered, before someone thrusted into her mouth, stifling her words and making her moan in pleasure.
Bright Stocks chuckled. “That's much better.” He exclaimed with a smile. “Thanks again for that cocktail you whipped up Octavia.”
The futa mare smiled and nodded slowly. “And thank you for bringing tonight's entertainment.”
“Not a problem. I’ve been wanting to fuck these girls since they turned eighteen, and being able to do so without a refractory period, or having to worry about running out of seed is amazing.” He declared, before gripping the back of Sweetie Belle’s head and beginning to rut her face, ignoring the whimpering of his partner.
Octavia nodded, and slid forward, launching a fat wad of spit onto Sweetie Belle’s asshole before pulling her tail aside and ramming her hips forward. “Stars above, every one of her holes has just been fantastic.”
“W-here are you going?” Scootaloo asked as the two guards walked away.
Apple Bloom stood up and stretched her hooves. “I thought this here party was -hic- just startin?”
“Oh it is. I do believe my dear friend Vinyl just had other plans.” Octavia explained.
Vinyl Scratch nodded, and pointed to the male guard, and then the door, before pointing at the other, and then Sweetie Belle.
The guards apparently knew exactly what the mute mare was trying to say, as the male disappeared into the next room, while the female smiled, and positioned herself behind Sweetie Belle. Without wasting anytime she shifted her hips forward, and plunged herself into Sweetie Belle’s pussy, somehow managing to squeeze in next to Vinyl Scratch who had simply never pulled out.
The young unicorn mare herself went limp, like a puppet with her strings cut, the pony unable to deal with what was happening. Undeterred, the four ponies with their dicks inside of her continued to rut her without pause, making her friends look on in shock and confusion. They seemed mixed on what to think, that was until they noticed the look of complete and utter bliss on Sweetie Belle’s face.
“Sho are we just going to sit here, orrr.” Scootaloo slurred, while stumbling over to the bar and pouring herself another drink.
The door opening made her stop and look to where the other guard had returned, with a dozen mares and stallions, all of whom were well endowed, and rock hard. “Oh no, I don't think you’re going to do much sitting for a while.” He declared with a smile.
Apple Bloom gulped when she noticed just how many ponies were filing into the room, and how many of them eyed her cum filled holes with naked lust. “Gimme that.” She exclaimed, snatching Scootaloo’s drink from her grasp before downing the entire thing.
“Augh.” Scootaloo groaned, her head pounding before her eyes could even open.
When they did they were greeted by the same dimly lit room she had passed out in, only this time there was nopony around and they had been stripped naked sometime during the night. Worse yet, there was no one inside her, meaning her holes were empty for the first time in what felt like years. It was a terrible, aching feeling that made the mare uncomfortable in a way that she couldn't quite articulate. Reluctantly, she pushed that worry out of her mind and did her best to focus on the more important thing.
“What time is it?” She muttered.
“Ah have no idea.” Mumbled the distinct voice of Apple Bloom.
Scootaloo blinked, and tried to turn her head, only for her entire mane to feel like it was being ripped out by the root. “Ow, ow, ow.”
“I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Apple Bloom exclaimed. “Just use your peripheral vision and don't move too much.”
Scootaloo did just that, and found that they were both lying on the cold floor, their bodies covered with dry seed, and their fur matted. Their stomach’s bulged, no doubt containing the cum of numerous strangers whom had fucked them multiple times throughout the night. Apple Bloom had it a little worse, as her belly was so big she appeared pregnant, while Scootaloo had only a small bulge.
“Let me guess, we are stuck to the ground.” Scootaloo remarked.
“Eeyup.” Apple Bloom exclaimed tiredly.
“Goshdarnit.” Scootaloo muttered, only to blink. “Wait, wheres Sweetie Belle go?”
Apple Bloom motioned as best as she could towards the door. “The new bosses took her up to the penthouse. Guess they took a real liking to her. They said she was going to be back soon to unstick us.”
The door slammed open a second later, revealing a wild eyed, Sweetie Belle with a belly so large she looked ready to pop with twins. Scootaloo could hear it slosh audibly with every movement the unicorn made, though luckily she appeared to have showered recently.
“We got the job!” She declared giddily, still evidently a little drunk from the night before.
“I hope we got a bucket too.” Apple Bloom exclaimed with a snort.
Sweetie Belle giggled and shook her head. “I got you one better. Inundatio!”
Instantly the ceiling lit up, and rain began to gently fall, soaking everyone in a pleasantly warm drizzle that felt amazing to the two cum stained ponies. Who found they were able to move after a few seconds, the rain water having cleansed their fur enough that they could stand without having it feel like every hair on their body was being ripped out all at once.
Standing up, the two ponies readjusted to being vertical once more, and stumbled over to the door. “So uh, we aren't going to talk about what happened here. Right?” Apple Bloom asked nervously.
Sweetie Belle shook her head. “No, and no one else is either. Apparently Octy and Scratch have some crazy good contracts that would basically destroy anyone who spoke of this.”
“Octy and… you know what, that doesn't matter.” Scootaloo remarked. “We aren't going to have to do this again, right?”
“I mean, we won't have to…” Sweetie Belle muttered.
An awkward silence fell over the room, and all three ponies looked away, pretending like they werent all thinking the same thing.
“But I mean…” Apple Bloom began nervously, only for her voice to trail off.
“We are going to…” Scootaloo added, only to lose her nerve as well.
“Do it again.” Sweetie Belle finished.
The three girls were quiet for a second before grinning madly. “Cutie mark crusaders cum dumpsters, yay!” They all yelled.
