> Casual Sexquestria
>  by Frizzy
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> Breakfast at the Bakery
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The bell above Sugarcube Corner jingled as Rarity walked in. The scent of sugar, cinnamon, and fresh baked bread tickled her nose, as well something a bit more pleasantly pungent. "J-just a second!" Mrs. Cake called from the back of the shop. A series of grunts and moans followed. Apparently, the Cakes had decided to start their morning off right. Rarity smirked as she waited patiently for the Cakes, perhaps even her dear friend Pinkie Pie, to finish. An intense scream reverberated around the bakery, moments before a gasping and sweaty Mrs. Cake emerged, adjusting her apron.

"G-good morning, Rarity," Mrs. Cake panted, a contented smile painted across her face.

"Hmm, yes, I can certainly see that somepony's having a good morning.," Rarity greeted, returning a knowing grin.

"Oh, you don't know the half of it," Mrs. Cake replied, wiping away a bead of sweat. "Anything I can get for you?"

Yes, whatever it is that put you in this state, darling, Rarity thought. "Just an apple muffin, please," she said.

"Of course, dearie," Mrs. Cake said, turning around to fetch one from the display case. A bit of cum drooled from still excited snatch.

"Oh my!" Rarity gasped. "Is that Mr. Cake's?"

"Oh no," Mrs. Cake giggled, raising her tail a little higher and giving her round rump a shake as she retrieved Rarity's pastry. "Carrot's sick this morning, unfortunately. It's actually that griffon from the school, Gallus. Pinkie's cleaning him up, right now."

"Mind if I have a taste?" Rarity asked.

"Of course not!" Mrs. Cake chirped, walking out from behind the counter setting down Rarity's order. She bent over, letting her tail flag high, exposing her well-fucked pussy to the alabaster unicorn. "Consider it a free sample."

Rarity leaned forward and licked the oozing spunk from Mrs. Cake's lovely gash. "Oh my," she said, savoring the familiar taste of jizz with a hint of something extra. "There's something so exotic about this," she continued, lapping up some more baby batter from the baker's mixing bowl.

"It's probably because of that carnivore diet of his," the MILF cooed as she was eagerly eaten out.

"Mmm," Rarity moaned, delving deeper to collect as much cum as possible. "How excitingly brutish," she said, coming up for air, before hungrily diving back in. 

Mrs. Cake groaned. "Please be careful, Rarity," she gasped. "I'm still a little sensitive from earlier."

Rarity grinned, mischievously. "Sensitive, you say?" she purred, igniting her magic. A soft blue glow wrapped itself around the older mare's exposed clit, gently teasing it, before sticking her face back into that delightful tasting pussy. Mrs. Cake grunted, her inner walls constricting against Rarity's tongue. Rarity her hooves, caressing Cup Cake's cupcake cute marks, while she enjoyed the taste of the well-fucked MILF and griffon cream filling.

"R-rarity..." Mrs. Cake whimpered, her front half falling limp, leaving her supple flank hanging in the air. "I'm so close..." The alabaster mare grinned, wickedly, forcing her tongue in deeper, her magic playing with the older mare's sensitive clit more enthusiastically, and giving her flank a quick spank. Just a bit more and Mrs. Cake would be a huddled, quivering mass of orgasmic bliss, curled up in a puddle of her own juices on the floor of her own shop, unable to think of anything other than the mare that just rocked her world. Just a bit more...

"Hi, Rarity! Enjoying your breakfast?" Rarity found herself falling, wind knocked out of her, a heavy weight on her back, her face being pulled away from the delicious snatch, and her magic losing its focus. She watched as Mrs. Cake gave a needy, unsatisfied whine, her pussy winking furiously, letting out a single, small, sad squirt of marecum.

Rarity grumpily looked up. Pinkie Pie was looking down at her, a pearlescent slime coating her face. "Pinkie!" the unicorn growled, just as thick drop of the cum on the pink party pony's face dripped down, landing on the tip of Rarity's horn. "Don't you know it's rude to interrupt two ponies who are clearly in the middle of something important!?" She paused for a moment. "And whose semen is that?"

"Oh, this?" Pinkie replied, wiping some of it off her face. "It's Gallus'," she said, licking the jizz from her hoof, giving a satisfied hum. "When he finished with Mrs. Cake, I offered to clean him up, but, you know how teenage boys are: always ready for another round, but they don't quite last very long. So, after I finished giving my most favoritest griffon a before school blowy (with the promise of some pussy pie if he aces Fluttershy's test, today) I figured I'd check to see how you were enjoying Gallus' first load, and I'm super-duper happy to see that you're really liking it!"

"Yes, but, if it wasn't obvious, you just denied Mrs. Cake her release," Rarity replied, pointing to the needy MILF, furiously rubbing a hoof along her slit, trying to coax back her orgasm.

"Well, if I'm being honest," Pinkie began, expending her hoof to Mrs. Cake's pussy, aiding her employer. "Your technique was awful."

"My technique was awful?!" Rarity gasped. "But, Mrs. Cake was just about to cum! Clearly my technique was working wonderfully."

"And that's the problem," Pinkie continued, sicking her face between Mrs. Cake's juicy cakes, giving her a few licks, before picking up where she left off. "You're treating this like Rainbow Dash; always in a hurry to cum as quickly as possible, like sex is some sort of race," she said, diving back inside the delicious MILF muff.

"But, that's what quickie is, Pinkie," Rarity huffed. "We are both busy mares, with many important, grown up things to do. We don't have the time to do this properly."

"Well, if you don't have time to do it right, then you don't have time to do it at all," Pinkie said, coming up for air. Mrs. Cake groaned, her pussy spraying another desperate shot of marecum, having been denied her orgasm for the second time that morning. 

"Pinkie, dear," Mrs. Cake groaned, beads of sweat dripping down her brow. "I know you mean well, but please, just let me cum. I don't care which of you does it, but if I don't get a tongue inside of me in the next ten seconds, I WILL TIE YOU BOTH UP, RUT YOUR FACES, AND THEN LEAVE YOU IN THE FROSTING CUPBOARD UNTIL CLOSING TIME!" Mrs. Cake gasped, flustered, needy, and painfully horny, her breaths coming in desperate pants.

Pinkie and Rarity stared for a moment, shocked by the usually polite mare's outburst. Then, realizing they only had four seconds until Mrs. Cake made good on her threats, both ponies dived towards the sexually frustrated cougar, their faces meeting together in her winking snatch, some of the cum coating Pinkie's face spreading to Rarity's.

"That's much better," Mrs. Cake sighed, relishing the feeling of two tongues tasting her honeypot.

Pinkie Pie and Rarity worked in tandem to bring Mrs. Cake to her much desired orgasm. When one would lick up her gash, the other would go down. While one tongue was busy exploring the confines of Mrs. Cake's cavern, the other suckled on her clit. 

Mrs. Cake cooed in delight as the two young mares serviced her, properly, without Pinkie's insistence on edging her to the point of madness. It pained her knowing that her beloved husband was in no state to rut her senseless, or even watch her play around with the two sexy fillies happily slurping up her honey, while he stroked his mammoth cock, before coating all three mares with his delicious seed. During her lunch break, she would tell him all about her morning's escapades. Hopefully, he would be well enough to at least let her blow him, giving herself a different kind of meal. 

When he was all better, she would have to plan out something with one of the other mares in town. She'd seen the way he'd gaze at Carrot Top's ass whenever she came by to deliver a shipment of her namesake and she'd give a teasing shake of those delicious, golden flanks when she'd catch him looking, but Mrs. Cake wasn't sure if the two of them had followed through on their casual flirting, yet. Cheerilee was also a good choice, since she would always give him a quick blowjob whenever she'd come to pick up her weekly order of cupcakes. Though, recently she had noticed him flipping through one of her issues of Stallion Studs Monthly, which he insisted he was only interested in the articles (of which there were none), so maybe she could talk him into experimenting with Pokey Pierce. Or, maybe a weekend trip to Canterlot was in order, the two of them enjoying all of the mares and stallions they wanted.

A sudden lurch of pleasure racked Mrs. Cake's body, breaking her train of thought. "Fuck!" she gasped, her orgasm finally peaking. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck FUCK!" the MILF screamed. Her pussy throbbed as she did her best to hold back her orgasm for as long as possible.

Rarity and Pinkie Pie pulled back, watching as Mrs. Cake attempted to ride out her climax for as long as she could. Pinkie reached out a hoof, caressing her employer's cutie mark, while Rarity elected to rub the other mare's swollen clitoris, helping ease her into her orgasm.

"It's okay, dear," Rarity cooed, running her hoof along Mrs. Cake's winking gash. "Go ahead and let it all out."

"Rarity! Pinkie Pie!" Mrs. Cake gasped. "I'm... I'm... CUMMING!" she shouted as the first wave of marecum erupted from within her, drenching the two mares that had worked so hard to bring her to her peak. The second wave came just as hard, though this time Pinkie had the foresight to open her mouth to catch some of Cup Cake's delicious juices. The third and fourth waves came less and less intense, before the fifth and final squirt weakly sprayed a meager few inches before splattering on the ground.

Mrs. Cake collapsed into the puddle she had just created. Her breaths came in deep pants, her mind hazy from the mind blowing orgasm. "Th-thank you, girls," she finally wheezed. "That was incredible."

"Don't mention it, dear," Rarity said, planting a kiss on the top of the baker's head, the smell of sweat tickling her nose.

"That sure was amazing, Mrs. C!" Pinkie cheered, bouncing over to her boss and giving her an affectionate, less than professional smooch. "Don't worry about getting up. I'll handle the store while you take all the time you need to recover." Mrs. Cake just nodded in acknowledgement.

Rarity gave Pinkie a quick peck on the cheek, tasting some of Gallus' now cold and drying cum mixed with Mrs. Cake's own sweet flavor. "You have a good day at work, Pinkie," she said, levitating her muffin from the counter and exchanging it for a few bits. "Do wash your face before taking any orders, will you? It is most unprofessional to tend to customers with cum on your face." Pinkie Pie giggled, giving her friend a nod. "Oh, and Mrs. Cake?" The older mare turned just enough to see Rarity from the corner of her eye. "I'll be back later to check up on Mr. Cake, if you know what I mean." The exhausted MILF gave a knowing smirk, looking forward to the other mare's visit.

As Rarity left, she took a bite of her muffin. The sweet tang of the apples spread across her taste buds, causing her to moan in delight. The fruits had no doubt been grown locally at Sweet Apple Acres. Rarity pondered this as she walked home. It had certainly been a while since she had visited the farm. She grinned, knowing that her dress orders could wait. She had a friend to visit to gather inspiration for her fall line.

But first, a shower. After all, it would be rude to visit a friend's place with her coat matted and messy with somepony else's cum.
> Cl(ass)h of the Titans
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Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Fluttershy, Starlight Glimmer, and the Great and Powerful Trixie were all enjoying a lovely Sunday brunch at Ponyville's newest restaurant Totalement non empoisonné. The group of friends happily dined on eggs, toast, and an assortment of vegetables. Also, mimosas. Lots of mimosas. Which somehow escalated to a bottle of whiskey ending up on the table, three quarters of which were now gone.  

Naturally, the addition of large amounts of alcohol to a table with two competitive, loud-mouthed braggarts had ignited a heated debate.

"Don't make me laugh!" Rainbow Dash drunkenly barked at Trixie. "Your ass issnot better than mine!"

"Puh-leeeeeeease!" Trixie retorted, sucking down another shot of whiskey. "Trixie's Great and Powerful posterior is soft and shapely, while yours is hard and flat!"

"Issnot flat!"  Rainbow growled, slamming her hooves on the table, before taking another drink straight from the bottle. "Juss because mine isn't fat from sitting on it all day, doesn't mean iss flat. Iss got plenty of cuuurve!"

"I wish that just once," Rarity said, pinching the bridge of her nose. "That we could all have a few drinks like mature adults, without at least one of those two making drunken asses of themselves."

"Whose ass did you juss say was the bess?" Trixie slurred.

"Oh, for the love of-!" Rarity exclaimed, downing the rest of the bottle. "Who the hell even ordered this, anyway?!"

"Um, I did," Fluttershy said. "I was hoping to use it to get enough courage to ask the waiter to bend me over the table and fuck my brains out, but there goes that plan." She turned to Dash and Trixie. "You two are paying for it, by the way."

Rainbow turned to Applejack. "AJ, you think my ass iss awesome, right?"

"Oh no," Applejack replied. "I ain't gettin' involved in you two's petty squabble, especially since I know mine is better than both of y'all's."

"What the hay, AJ!" Dash whined. "I thought we were bess bros! You were supposed to take my side!" She sulked for a moment, before gawking at her friend's flanks. "Fuuuuck, AJ! Your ass iss the bess! I juss wanna take a bite of those juicy apples," she groaned.

"Maybe another time, sugarcube," Applejack said, rising from the table, leaving behind her cut of the bill. "I gotta head back to the farm. Catch y'all, later."

Rainbow turned her attention to Pinkie Pie. "Pinks, you like my ass, don't you?"

"Oh, silly," Pinkie giggled, taking a sip of her third mimosa. "I like all of my friends' butts."

"Gah, you're no help," Dash grumbled.

"As much as Trixie would love to keep hearing about Rainbow Dash's Coltish and Pathetic flanks, can we turn the topic of conversation to my Great and Powerful glutes?" Trixie asked. "Twi-Twi Sparkbutt, Glimmy-Glam, isn't Trixie's rear the finest in all of Equestria?"

"Well, you both have very nice flanks," Starlight replied, carefully wording her answer in an attempt not to hurt either of her friends' feelings.

"Actually," Twilight said. "While your butt is aesthetically pleasing, it is not the best in Equestria. That distinction goes to Princess Celestia, with Princess Luna coming in second place. It's a scientific fact."

"Of course you would kiss your idol's ass!" Trixie snapped. Her expression softened, pondering something. "You're right," she said, in a defeated tone. "Princess Celestia scientifically does have the best butt in the world." She sighed. "So, how do we settle this debate?"

"I gots an idea!" Rainbow blurted. "Meet me in town square t'morrow at noon!" She paused, focusing on something, thinking so hard Rarity swore she saw some smoke coming out of her ears. "Scratch that. G-gonna be hungover t'morrow. Saturday at noon! Bring your stage!"

...

The week passed as it normally did and Twilight had forgotten all about Rainbow Dash's and Trixie's silly, drunken debate, that probably wasn't even going to go anywhere. The day was absolutely gorgeous, so Twilight decided to take a stroll through town, perhaps get herself an ice cream cone, and maybe even let a stallion or two shoot a load deep inside her while she sat under her favorite tree in the park.

Those plans were immediately thrown out the window when she noticed a large crowd gathered in town square, with Trixie's stage set up right in the middle. Trixie's shows were always worth checking out, because even her magic tricks didn't go off perfectly, she always had an amazing grand finale of allowing a few volunteers from the audience gangbang her until she couldn't think straight. That was always worth watching, plus she might get lucky and be chosen to participate.

As Twilight drew nearer, she noticed that instead of the usual props that Trixie used in her performances, there was just two cushions lying on the stage, one supporting Trixie, with Rainbow Dash on the other. A crowd of mares and stallions was gathered around the pair of blue mares, carefully inspecting their flanks. All of them were at least looking, while a bolder few others decided to rub, pinch, squeeze, and spank the pair of beautiful butts. Her attention was then drawn to a sign posted in between the two of them, as well as two jars labeled with their names.

Which butt is better: Trixie's Great and Powerful Plot, or Rainbow Dash's Amazing, Athletic Ass? Place a bit in the jar of your choice. All proceeds go to sick foals, or something.

"I think Trixie's is definitely the better of the two," Noteworthy said, tossing a bit into the jar labeled "TRIXIE". "Hers is far rounder."

"I understand why you would think that," Doctor Whooves said, removing his hoof from Rainbow's cheek, and placing a bit in the opposite container. "But Miss Rainbow Dash's is far firmer. I would expect nothing less from one of Equestria's top athletes."

"Yes, but hers is kinda flat," Lyra said, awarding Trixie a bit.

"Agreed," Bon Bon said, also giving the unicorn a coin. "Trixie's is just so delightfully soft that we really need to invite her over, sometime."

"Trixie is free tomorrow afternoon," the magician said, giving the pair a wink.

"It's a date then," Lyra said, returning the wink.

"You traitors!" Rainbow Dash said in disbelief. "After all those times I let you two double team me?"

"We never said yours was bad," Bon Bon said, sheepishly. "Trixie's is just better."

"Are you two seriously still going on about this?" Twilight interrupted.

"Twilight!" Dash greeted, excitedly. "You're just in time. I know you've spent a lot of time with Princess Celestia, so that's gotta make you an expert on nice butts, so go ahead and explain to everypony why my butt is scientifically superior to Trixie's."

"What's this about my butt?" A regal voice said, catching everypony present off guard. Celestia and Luna had managed to sneak up on the crowd and were now admiring the two flanks presented before them.

"Princess Celestia! Princess Luna!" Trixie said, grinning, and levitating her jar over to them. "You two are mares of most exquisite taste, so I'm sure you two would be willing to vote for Trixie. After all, it's for a good cause."

"Now, now," Luna said, gently pushing the jar of bits away. She stepped closer to Trixie and began to feel up the smaller mare's behind. "If my sister and I are to offer our input on this, we should first take the time to properly evaluate the pros and cons of our options. Isn't that right, Tia?"

"You are most certainly right, dear sister," Celestia said, mimicking Luna's actions on the pegasus. "Mmm, these are quite tight. You simply must tell me what exercises you do to achieve this balance of hard and soft."

"Looking to make the most perfect ass in Equestria even awesomer?" Dash smirked.

"There is always room for improvement," Celestia replied, punctuating her statement with a quick slap to Rainbow's right cheek, before continuing to knead the two globes. As she stroked right where the two orbs met, she was greeted with a wet sensation on her hooves. She smirked, knowingly. "It would appear somepony is enjoying the royal attention."

"Oh, that started long before you showed up," Rainbow said. "You only made it more intense."

"Hmm, I suppose after my sister and I conclude our meeting with Twilight you and I could do something about this. Does seven o'clock work?"

"That would be awesome!" Rainbow moaned.

"It would appear that Miss Trixie also enjoys being the center of attention," Luna said, holding up a glistening hoof, while the other continued to caress the magician's flank.

"Trixie was simply born to be a star," the unicorn said, wiggling her rump.

"Yes, with a rump like this, you were simply destined to have all eyes on you," Luna said, giving Trixie's cutie marks a hearty squeeze. "I simply must spend some more time with you using my face as a throne. Does seven work for you, as well?"

"Of course, Your Highness. Trixie would absolutely adore a private audience with you."

"As much as I think we would both love to keep enjoying you two's bottoms, I think fairness dictates that we switch," Celestia said, removing her hooves from Rainbow's rear, eliciting a needy whine from her.

"Yes, it would be horribly unfair to make our decisions without giving the competition a chance," Luna said, likewise separating herself from Trixie, the smaller unicorn whimpering as her flanks were left unmolested.

Celestia stood before Trixie, wasting little time before taking one of her cheeks in her hoof. "Mmm," she hummed, appreciatively. "This shape... I must say, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to compete with me."

"The Great and Powerful Trixie competing with Her Royal Highness, Princess Celestia? Don't be ridiculous! Nopony could possibly match you!"

"There's no harm in trying," Celestia replied, in an almost predatory manner. "Though, your softness is simply divine. I don't think mine are quite this pliable."

Meanwhile, Luna was hard at work, giving Dash's buttocks a thorough examination. "I can tell you worked hard to earn this body," she said, admiring the way the flesh would snap back into place after spreading both cheeks. "There is a divine firmness to these, but just enough subtle give to prevent them from being all muscle."

"Woah woah woah!" Rainbow exclaimed in shock. "What do you mean I'm not all muscle? Do I need to work out more?"

"No no," Luna chuckled. "Just a little bit of fat can help improve a already great body. Yours has just the right amount to prevent it from being hard and coltish. Strong where it needs to be, with just the right softness to retain your feminine form. Tis a very cute tush"

"I-I'm not cute," Dash stammered, blushing.

"Oh, but you are, Luna said, giving Rainbow an affectionate nip on the ear. "You both are."

A few more minutes passed. Celestia and Luna continued to feel up both mare's behinds, peppering the two of them with compliments, and telling them about some of the plans they had for later that night.

"Well, I do think Luna and I have made our decisions," Celestia announced, stepping back from Rainbow's ass, giving the left cheek a quick kiss.

"Yes, I quite agree," Luna said, giving Trixie's butt one last pinch. "No peeking," she said with a giggle, as her and her sister used their wings to cover the two smaller pony's eyes.

"Why?" Rainbow Dash and Trixie asked in unison.

"We can't have you two knowing which is our favorites," Celestia said.

"It would ruin the fun we have planned for you two, later," Luna added.

There was a soft clink as a coin fell into both jars.

"Now, we'll meet you both back here at seven," Celestia said.

"In the mean time, the two of you need to decide on a bar we can go to," Luna continued. "I think we can all agree some nice brandy would be an excellent way to start the evening."

"Yes, princesses," Dash and Trixie said, before turning to their jars and counting their votes.

Celestia and Luna turned around to see Twilight sitting in a puddles of her own cum, furiously rubbing her slit.

"Oh, Twilight!" Celestia gasped. "We had completely forgotten about you. How terribly rude of us, especially since we came to Ponyville specifically to see you."

"Yes, we are so sorry," Luna said. "Speaking of which, do you think you could go at least one more round? My sister and I came here hoping to gangbang you into a coma, but it appears our plans have changed, but I do think we have time for a quickie before our dates with Miss Rainbow Dash and Miss Trixie, tonight."

...

"So how many you got?" Rainbow Dash asked, counting her last bit.

"One hundred and three," Trixie said in a cocky tone. "What about you?"

"A hundred and three," Dash grumbled. "It's a tie."

"Well, Trixie will admit it must have been a hard choice."

"Yeah," Rainbow agreed. "But if this was a contest on who was the better lay, I would sweep the floor with you!"

"Don't be ridiculous. Trixie would undoubtedly dominate you in that department."

"Same time next week?"

"You're on, featherbrain!"

As the two of them exchanged banter, they couldn't help but notice how nice the other one's ass was. When they were certain that their opponent wasn't looking, they each tossed a bit into the other one's jar.
> A Helping Hoof
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Cheerilee weighed her options, carefully. Sure, Trixie's ass was deliciously round and soft, but Rainbow Dash's had a wonderful firmness to it with the perfect balance of shape. She pondered her choices for another moment, giving both flanks another squeeze, before finally tossing a bit into Rainbow Dash's jar.

"Yes!" The athlete cheered. "Suck it, Trixie!"

"You haven't won, yet, you overgrown pigeon," Trixie retorted. "This contest has only just begun. We have all day for ponies to realize that Trixie has the superior behind. When we're done here, Trixie will use that spell Sparkle taught her last week, and I assure you, you will be the one sucking it."

"Well, have fun, you two," Cheerilee said, waving the two competitors goodbye. "I wish you both the best of luck in your competition, but I really must be going."

"Uh huh," Trixie said, dismissively, offering a short wave in return.

"Yeah, see ya, Lee!" Dash replied, waving more enthusiastically, a grin plastered to her face. "Just remember, this ass is yours whenever you want it," she seductive wiggle of her rump.

"I'll keep that in mind," Cheerilee said, turning around to continue her errands. In all honesty, while Rainbow Dash did have the nicer butt of the two, Trixie would have easily won, had this been a contest on who was the better fuck. Sure, she barely did any of the work, but she was an excellent dom, when Cheerilee had that particular itch. Dash would typically try to rush it, then gloat about how awesome it was. She required very firm discipline, if they were to both reach satisfaction (and last more than two minutes).

Speaking of a good fuck, that was exactly what the schoolteacher needed. Fortunately, she had planned this particular errand for last for this very reason. She needed to pick up her bi-weekly supply apples and everypony in Ponyville knew that Sweet Apple Acres had the best apples this side of Equestria. Plus, it didn't hurt that either Applejack or Big Macintosh were usually up for a quick roll in the hay.

As she approached the Apple family's stall, she saw that it was being tended by Mac, much to the the fuchsia mare's delight. "Oh, Big Mac!" she called, with an extra bounce in her trot. The stoic stallion turned his head to meet her gaze, giving her a friendly smile. "Are you doing well, today?" she asked, adding a subtle sway to her hips.

"Eeyup," came his typical response.

"That's good to hear," Cheerilee replied. "I was hoping to get one dozen Granny Smiths, a half dozen Fuji, three Winesaps, and three Pippins. Also, I was wondering if you would..." she trailed off when she heard a strange sound coming from beneath the table.

GLRK GLRK GLRK GL-

The sound was quickly interrupted by a series of wheezing coughs. Cheerilee gave a knowing smirk. "Sugar Belle?" she whispered.

"Eeyup," Big Macintosh whispered back.

"Mind if I...?"

"Nnope."

Cheerilee smiled, walking around the stall's counter, and crouching down. Sure enough, Sugar Belle was lying down between Mac's legs, taking deep, wheezing breaths, while tears rolled down her face, and thick strands of saliva connected her mouth to her husband's throbbing erection.

"Hi, Sugar Belle!"

"Hey, Cheerilee," Sugar Belle replied, smiling. She wiped away a few strands of spit and tears.

"Still having difficulty taking all of him?"

"Yeah..."

Big Mac, true to his name, was huge. His cock was easily as long as one of his legs and just as thick. He was the wet dreams of many mares and the envy of all stallions.

"You know there's no shame in not being able to swallow the whole thing, right?" Cheerilee asked, placing a comforting hoof on her friend's shoulder, while her other idly stroked the topic of conversation. "Most mares have difficulty with it. Even Pinkie Pie can't get more than three quarters of it down, and even then she's struggling, which is saying something, since she routinely inhales entire cakes, and she's been Ponyville's Cocksucking Champion three years in a row."

"I know, it's just..." Sugar shut her eyes, tight, trying to hold back more tears, and slamming a hoof down in frustration. "I'm his wife!  I should be the one who can handle the most, dammit! Yet, I can't even take a third of it without nearly suffocating!"

One of Macintosh's hooves began stroking her mane, trying to comfort his wife. "You know that don't matter to me," he said.

"It does to me," Sugar Belle grumbled. She half-heartedly raised her hoof and began to pump it along Big Mac's length, her hoof occasionally bumping into Cheerilee's.

"Hey, there's no reason to be upset," Cheerilee said, offering her friend a supportive smile. "So what if you aren't the best at giving blowjobs? None of the stallions particularly care and every mare in Ponyville knows that what you lack in oral skills with stallions, you more than make up for with your pussy eating! And don't even get me started on your ease with anal. If you want, I could teach you how to suck dick like a pro."

"You really think you could?"

"I don't have a teaching cutie mark for nothing!" Lee beamed. "Now, get your head up, mouth open, and stick your tongue out."

"Wike thith?" Sugar Belle asked, replicating the actions the teacher had just instructed her to do.

"Yes, excellent," Cheerilee said, rapidly jerking Big Mac's impressive cock. "Now, take just the tip into you mouth, and hold it there."

Sugar Belle did just that, looking to her teacher expectantly, awaiting further instruction. Cheerilee continued to give Mac a hoofjob, the virile stallion leaking precum into his wife's mouth, profusely.

"Run your tongue along the head," Cheerilee said, now using her other hoof to cradle Big Mac's testicles. "When you're ready, move forward."

Sugar Belle followed her teacher's guidance, swirling her tongue around Mac's throbbing glans, savoring the pre that continued to flow at a steady pace. Taking a deep breath through her nose and shutting her eyes in fear, Sugar pushed forward as quickly as she could. One inch, two inches, three, all slid passed her lips. The tip of Mac's cock quickly bumped into the back of her throat. Sugar Belle immediately pulled back, but was stopped after about an inch. She opened her eyes, seeing Cheerilee comfortingly smiling back at her, one of her hooves on the back of her head, preventing her from extracting Mac's gargantuan girth from her maw.

"Can you breathe?" Cheerilee asked, rubbing the back of the unicorn's head. Sugar Belle nodded, tears forming in her eyes. "Good," the earth mare replied. "I think I've figured out your problem: you're reckless. You put little thought into how you are going to get the penis into your throat and just try to force it in. When you feel yourself choking, you panic, and attempt to immediately remove it. You've got to take things slowly. Take a pause when you start choking, then keep going. When you're ready, keep going."

Sugar Belle took another deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do. She shut her eyes and pushed forward, this time at a much slower pace. She passed the point where she had failed last time, smiling a little around her husband's cock, as she did. She took another two inches, before the familiar feeling of too much meat in her throat started to take over. Another inch and a half was too much and she pulled back, losing an inch of progress. This time, Cheerilee wasn't there to keep her from removing too much of Big Mac's penis. Sugar opened her eyes, noticing that the fuchsia mare was gone.

A lick along the unicorn's puffy pussy answered the question as to where her teacher had gone. "You're doing great," Cheerilee said, giving another lick. "I'll be right here, if you need me." Sugar Belle moaned as Cheerilee dove back in, her wide tongue tracing up and down the earth mare's juicy slit, gently spreading the delicate lips, and teasing the swollen clit.

Sugar Belle took a moment to enjoy Cheerilee's expert mouth, before returning her focus to the task at hand. She cautiously pushed forward, regaining her lost inch, and steadily continuing onward. Another inch went down her throat when she began to choke, again. She didn't pull away, this time, opting to instead keep all of it in her mouth as she gagged, letting her throat grow accustomed to its guest.

Two more inches were swallowed, before Sugar Belle found herself pulling back, losing three. However, this time it wasn't because she was having difficulty taking Mac's cock. No, this time it was began she was caught off guard by Cheerilee's tongue probing against her ass. "Mmphm!" Sugar grunted, indignantly, lightly kick in Cheerilee's directions.

Big Macintosh chuckled. "Maybe a little warnin' next time, Lee?"

"I'm sorry," Cheerilee replied, sheepishly. "It was just so hard to resist getting a little taste when something so delicious was right there. How's it going, by the way?"

"Mmphm mmm," Sugar Belle grumbled, regaining her lost length.

"Well, you're certainly doing a lot better than before," Cheerilee praised, giving Sugar's tight asshole another lick. "You're almost halfway there. Keep it up!"

"Mmhmm," Sugar Belle replied as Cheerilee's tongue returned to her anus. Another inch passed her lips. The medial ring soon followed, along with another inch.

Big Mac patted his wife's head, affectionately. "You're doing good, honey," he said, as even more of his cock made its way down her throat. Sugar Belle hummed along his dick, the gentle vibrations stimulating him, further.

Meanwhile, Cheerilee hungrily licked Sugar Belle's asshole like it was the most delicious thing in the world. Her tongue pushed as deep as she could into the unicorn's tight plot, wiggling around in an effort to help her friend feel more relaxed. The poor mare may have felt inadequate at her inability to blow her husband as well as some of the other mares in town, and Cheerilee was doing everything she could to make her feel better about herself. From the look of things, she was already doing much, much better than she had been, and it was only a matter of time before she was rewarded with a hefty serving of her husband's love.

Cheerilee raised a hoof and began rubbing the other mare's winking sex, catching her clit and playfully teasing it. She split her focus between Sugar's tight tailhole and her rapidly pulsing pussy, which was leaking like a faucet at this point. Come on, Cheerilee thought, concentrating all of her efforts on the mare before her. Almost there!

"WAAHAAHAA!" Sugar Belle screamed around Big Mac's meat as her orgasm crashed over her. Her plothole tightened around Cheerilee's tongue while her pussy made a wet mess of the other mare's hoof. This was what Cheerilee had been waiting for. As the unicorn was distracted with her intense climax, Cheerilee shoved her head forward in a single, swift motion, forcing the remaining six inches down her throat. Big Macintosh's entire cock was now lodged safely in her throat, a feat no other mare had accomplished, before. Sugar Belle stared, wide eyed at her husband's hips, unable to believe what she had just done. She would have cheered, had her throat not been currently occupied by the biggest dick in Ponyville.

Cheerilee moved around, giving Sugar Belle a congratulatory kiss on the cheek. "Good job, Sugar!" she cheered, giving her friend another kiss, and rubbing the throbbing bulge in her throat. "Don't forget, you still aren't done, yet."

"Mphmm!" Sugar Belle agreed, moving her head back, slightly, then pushing forward, once again. Now that she had proven that she could handle the entire cock, now she had to finish what she started. She found a steady rhythm she could comfortably keep, always keeping most of Mac's impressive length buried deep inside her esophagus, and only occasionally gagging on it.

Big Mac hissed through his teeth, pumping his hips ever so slightly. "Cumming?" Cheerilee asked, looking up at him.

"Eeyup," he answered, right as the first wave erupted from his cock.

The first wave flowed directly down to Sugar Belle's stomach. Not satisfied with merely swallowing, she pulled back, wanting to taste her husband's delicious seed. The second wave splashed against the back of her throat, catching her off guard. She gagged, causing the remainder of Mac's cock to slide out of her mouth as she coughed up cum. The third wave blasted her in the face, preventing her from opening her eyes.

The fourth wave never came, however. Curious as to where her treat had disappeared to, Sugar Belle wiped away some of the slime covering her eyes, only to see Cheeriilee's mouth locked tip around Mac's tip, eagerly swallowing the rest of his load.

With a satisfied sigh, Macintosh pulled his softening tool from Cheerilee's mouth, the last of his cum drooling from the tip. Cheerilee turned to Sugar Belle, her cheeks bulging with cum. Without a word, Sugar Belle leaned forward, catching the other mare's lips in a kiss. Cheerilee opened her mouth just wide enough to allow some seed to spill out into the rightful owner's mouth.

The two mares continued their kiss, long after all of the jizz had been swallowed, before finally breaking apart. "I'm so proud of you!" Cheerilee beamed.

"M-me too," Sugar Belle panted. "I wasn't sure if I had what it took."

"Sure did help that ya had the best teacher in Ponyville to guide you," Big Mac said, kissing his wife on top of her head. "Would ya like t' join us for dinner?" he asked, turning to the mare in question.

"Of course, I would," Cheerilee replied. "Maybe afterwards, Sugar Belle could help me with my anal."

"It would be my pleasure," Sugar Belle said, as the three of them stood up, and began packing up the stall to go home.

Look out, Pinkie Pie; there's going to be a new Ponyville Cocksucking Champion, this year.
> Getting What You Can't Have
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"So, is Sunburst any good in bed?" Trixie asked, breaking the calmness of her and Starlight Glimmer's post-coital cuddle.

"Excuse me?" Starlight asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Sunburst," Trixie repeated. "Is he a good lay? I know you two must be banging constantly and I was thinking about giving him a go. Trixie just needs to know if his social awkwardness carries over to the bedroom, and if it does, what do I need to do to ease it."

"I really wouldn't know," Starlight replied. "The only time we were ever together was when we lost our virginities, when we were twelve."

"Wait, what?!" Trixie exclaimed. "You mean to tell me that you and your most beloved, childhood friend aren't constantly fucking each other's brains out?"

Starlight stared at Trixie, incredulously. "Trixie, how do you not know that he's gay? Like, one hundred percent 'vaginas are icky and I simply cannot stop sucking dicks' gay."

"Wait, WHAT!?" Trixie repeated. "How can this be?"

"Trixie, are you really that oblivious?" Starlight asked. "You didn't think it was suspicious that he has memorized every single hit Bridleway musical of the past twenty years?"

"Well, Bridleway musicals are amazing. How can anypony not like them?"

"What about him wearing a pair of booty shorts emblazoned with 'I LOVE DICKS' at the Ponyville Pride Festival?"

"Those shorts complimented his flanks, perfectly, and you know it!"

"He's Ponyville's reigning Cocksucking Champion."

"Well, almost everypony is at least a little bit bisexual."

"Okay, name every stallion you've seen him have sex with," Starlight challenged.

"Pokey Pierce, Ace Point, Caramel, Braeburn, Shining Armor, King Thorax, Fancy Pants, and your dad."

"Now name all of the mares you've seen him with," Starlight continued. "And before you say 'Princess Cadence', ask yourself if you even saw him touch her one time during that threesome he had with her and her husband," she interrupted Trixie, right as the magician was about to smugly say just that.

Trixie paused a moment, thinking intently. "Trixie just doesn't like to assume things!" she blurted.

"If it makes you feel any better, if you get a few daiquiris in him, he might let you blow him. But, that's as far as he'll go with a mare."

"But Trixie needs to be rutted like a proper mare!"

"Well, then you're just going to have to find somepony else."

Trixie grumpily laid back down, pulling Starlight into an angry cuddle. She was gonna get that dorky dick, no matter what.

...
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK!

"Hey, Trixie. What's up?" Sunburst said, opening the door to his room at the castle and greeting the mare.

"Oh, nothing," Trixie said, coyly. "Trixie was just wondering if you were busy."

"Well, I was in the middle of studying ancient minotaur bathhouses, but I suppose I could take a break," Sunburst replied. "Why? Did you want to get lunch, or something?"

"Well, lunch isn't exactly what Trixie had in mind," Trxie said, idly brushing her cape. "But, I'm sure we'll both be very satisfied by the end. Now, take that cape off, and rut Trixie senseless!"

Sunburst sharply hissed through his teeth. "Gee, Trixie, I'm sorry," he said, sheepishly. "I'd really love to... do that with you, but I'm not into mares."

"Yes, Trixie heard," the magician replied, unphased. "That's why she planned ahead!" With a flourish, Trixie shed her cape. Between her legs was a throbbing cock, a drip of pre already oozing from the tip. "So, do you want to go first, or can I?"

"That's the futanari spell, isn't it?" Sunburst asked. Trixie nodded. "So, you still have a vagina, right?" Another nod. Sunburst sighed. "That's gonna be a problem. Vaginas are gross. I'm gonna smell it the whole time we're banging. When I gargling your nutsack, I'm gonna be looking right at it. While I'm pounding your tight ass, my balls are going to be slapping against it. Worst of all, your... mare juices are going to drip all over my fine Somnambulan silk sheets!"

"So, that's a hard 'no', then?"

"I'm sorry, Trixie," Sunburst said, putting a hoof on Trixie's shoulder. "If only you were a stallion."

...

Trixie sighed, sadly, for the fourth time in the past five minutes. Twilight Sparkle removed her mouth from Trixie's cock. "Is everything all right, Trixie?" she asked, nuzzling the blue unicorn's testicles. "Usually, you would have bragged about your sexual prowess three times, by now. Is something bothering you?"

"It's nothing..." Trixie grumbled. "It's just... Sunburst doesn't want to have sex with Trixie!"

"Well, duh!" Twilight said, jerking Trixie off as the two of them spoke. "He's clearly gay."

"Is Trixie the only pony who didn't know that!?"

"Uh... maybe?"

"Ugh!" Trixie exclaimed, pushing Twilight away. "The Stupid and Oblivious Trixie is not in the mood, anymore!"

"Come on, Trixie," Twilight said, kissing the magician's flank, before giving the cheek a nip. "You're not stupid. So what if you just didn't realize one of the most flamingly flamboyant stallions in Ponyville was a homosexual? It just shows you're a good pony for not judging a book by their cover."

"Oh, please," Trixie grumbled. "I don't need one of your Friendship Lessons, right now. What I need is a way to become a stallion!"

"A way to become a stallion?" Twilight pondered, rubbing her chin. With a gasp, her expression changed to a gleaming grin. "I think I have just the spell!"

"Don't lie to Trixie," the blue mare replied, sulking. "She remembers the last time you did that it was just a sleight of hoof trick to replace Applejack with her well endowed brother. Speaking of which, perhaps he'd be willing to fill this void in Trixie's soul..."  

"I'm not talking about our duel," Twilight interjected. "I've been doing some experiments, and I think with the right combination of spells I can temporarily turn you into a stallion."

"Will it hurt?"

"Probably not," Twilight said. "I mean, I'm like eighty percent sure it won't and ninety percent sure it will fade after a few hours."

"Trixie likes those odds," the blue unicorn purred, her magical cock throbbing in excitement. "I just have one suggestion."

"Sure, what is it?"

"I want a mustache."

...

Twilight hadn't been completely correct about the transformation. While it wasn't excruciatingly painful, it hurt a heck of a lot more than Trixie thought would be worth casting on a regular basis. After all, rapidly reshaping bone and muscle structure wasn't something the equine body was meant to do.

Though, admiring her- his- new body in the mirror, Trixie did think it was quite worth the pain. Slightly taller, with a sleek, still somewhat feminine body, a slightly shorter mane and tail, accented perfectly with a thin, twirly mustache fit for an elite showpony.  Plus, his flanks still looked fantastic. If all went according to plan, they would have a few bite marks on them that matched Sunburst's dental records, soon enough.

"Wow!" Twilight gasped. "You look hot, Trixie!" the alicorn scrunched up her face as a thought crossed her mind. "I guess calling you 'Trixie' while you're a stallion wouldn't be right. 'Trixter', maybe?"

"Yes," the magician purred. "'Trixter' will do, perfectly," he said, strutting towards the door to Twilight's bedroom. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a nerd with bad facial hair that I need to bang." Trixter turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge. Turning the latch yielded similar results. Yanking on the door proved equally futile. Using his magic to attempt to tear the door from its hinges was also useless. Casting a teleport spell only caused his horn to emit a wet fart sound. He turned back towards Twilight. "Why can't I leave?" he asked, angrily and confused.

"Well," Twilight replied, sheepishly. "I was thinking, since I went through all of that trouble casting a brand new, never before tested, incredibly complex spell on you, that turns you into a complete stud, that maybe I should get the first turn with you."

"But, Trixter went through with this just to fuck Sunburst!"

"And there will still be plenty of time left for that. Now, lay down and let me bury my face in those balls!"

"Fine," Trxiter replied, grumpily, taking his place on the princess' bed. "But don't take too long. I don't want this spell to wear off until I am completely satisfied with my prey."

Twilight didn't hear a word of what Trixter had said, too enamored with the magician's hefty ballsack. She buried her face in between the delicate orbs, inhaling their delicious musk. "Ooh..." Twilight moaned. "These are just like the real thing," she said, wrapping her lips around one of the testicles, tasting the subtle sweat, admiring the soft elasticity of the scrotum, and adoring the size of a single nut. She licked all over the treasured testicle, coating it in a healthy layer of spit, before giving its twin the same treatment.

Trixter's cock began to stiffen and emerge from its sheathe. While significantly longer than average, it was somewhat lacking in girth. Twilight paid it no mind, however, as her entire focus was consumed by the magician's magnificent testicles. She continued to lick, suck, and fondle the glorious orbs, as Trixter's unattended cock twitched and leaked precum onto his belly.

"Twilight!" Trxiter whined. "Please, stop playing with my Great and Powerful balls, and give my cock some treatment!"

"Bwuh?" Twilight exclaimed, as one of the unicorn's balls rolled from her mouth. Her attention drifted to her partner's dick, which was now throbbing and leaking, begging for some of the attention that its friends were experiencing.. "Oh!" she exclaimed, sheepishly, her cheeks adopting a glowing, pink hue. She wrapped her lips around his glans, licking up the salty treat, before planting an apologizing kiss on the tip. 

The alicorn immediately set to work, bobbing her head up and down the new stallion's impressive cock. Trixter sighed, contentedly. "That's better, Sparkle," he purred, affectionately stroking Twilight's mane. "Maybe, if I'm still a stallion after I've had my fun with Sunburst, I might have to let you go a second round."

"Mmm," Twilight moaned in agreement, doubling her efforts. She had no problem taking his entire length into the back of her throat, her well trained esophagus not gagging even a single time as she expertly fellated Trixter. She felt the stallion's untrained erection powerfully twitch, warning her that it wouldn't be able to handle much more. With one final swoop down the length, with a quick lick to the balls, she pulled back up, leaving just the tip in her mouth, which she teasingly ran her tongue around.

"C-c'mon!" Trixter growled. "I was so close!"

"Uh uh," Twilight replied, snarkily, letting the tip pop from her mouth. She adjusted herself up Trixter's Great and Powerful body, letting his glans prod against her dripping snatch. "Did you really think I'd go through all of the trouble of turning you into a stud and be satisfied with just a blowjob?"

"B-but Sunburst-"

"Ssh!" Twilight snapped, placing a silencing hoof on the protesting stallion's lips. "You can have all the homosexual anal sex with him you want, after you have completely heterosexual vaginal intercourse with me!"

Sweet Celestia, Twilight was horrible at talking dirty, especially while trying to be more dominant. Before Trixter could utter a retort, Twilight had already begun inserting him into herself.

"O-oh!" he gasped. So this is what pussy felt like as a male. Luxuriously soft, like the finest velvet that Rarity would painstakingly craft into the most perfect pair of panties (which Trixter was now adding crossdressing to his "things to do as a stallion" list. Was it still crossdressing if he was actually a mare?), while somehow feeling wetter than anything else in the world. He instinctually bucked his hips forward, not even realizing that he was doing it.

Twilight giggled. "I always did love taking boys' virginities," she smirked, slowly rocking her hips along her mate's. "They're always so eager, so clumsy, so adorable," she continued, punctuating each point with a thrust of her hips.

"I-I'm not a virgin!" Trixter protested, blushing and looking away. "I get laid all the time!"

"Sure you do," Twilight said, pecking him on the cheek. "But, not in this body. It's like your first time, all over again. You lack the confidence and grace in your movements, not quite sure how to move your new physique. Your new cock is overwhelmed by unfamiliar sensations and feels ready to blow at a moment's notice," she growled, gently nipping his ear, before soothing the sharp pain with a tender kiss. She continued the pattern down his jawline, neck, and chest, before trailing back up to his lips, all the while carefully bouncing her ass up and down the Great and Powerful pole, taking great care to always keep him on edge, but not quite push him over.

Twilight felt her own peak rising, not necessarily from the act of fucking, but from the ego trip she got from gently dominating this magically made cherryboy. Her breaths began to come in quick gasps, her ass clapping against Trixter's hips as she fervently fucked him. "Sweet Celestia, fuck yes!" she moaned. "Tell me how much you love it, faggot!"

"Er..." Trixter was caught off guard by this, momentarily distracted from his own cresting orgasm by how awkward this dirty talk was. Sure, he had asked to be turned into a stallion with the intention of fucking another stallion, but if he was currently fucking a mare, did that really make him a "faggot"? Should he be offended by this? The tightening in his balls told him he shouldn't care. "I-I love it?" he responded unsure how to respond. Twilight growled as her pace quickened, her horn glowing as she worked on casting a spell. Before Trixter could ask what she was doing, he felt a painful tightness at the base of his cock, effectively cutting off his chances of release. "Ow! I-I mean I love it, Princess! I'm the faggiest faggot who ever fagged, and I'm honored to fuck your pussy, even though I am a lowly fag!"

"That's right, fag!" Twilight shouted, releasing her magic's grip on Trixter's cock. "Shoot all of your homo cum into meeeeeeeeeeeee!" she moaned, collapsing onto her partner as her climax washed over her, her cunt constricting around his cock, marecum spraying from around the base.

Trixter rushed over the edge to join Twilight in orgasmic bliss, his cock erupting for the very first time. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced, as a much thicker fluid than he was used to spurted out, coating Twilight's insides.

The two of them lay on Twilight's bed in a puddle of sweat, twitching, as they rode out their orgasms, their breaths coming in deep, ragged pants. As they both came down from their highs, Twilight took one last moment to kiss the stallion, before climbing off of him. A quick flash of her horn and Trixter felt clean and rejuvenated, ready to go another round.

"Thank you, Trixter," Twilight, said, curtly. "I hope the two of us can do this again, sometime."

"I wouldn't mind that," the magician replied. "Now, if you'll excuse me, the Great and Powerful Trixter has another nerd whose cheeks need to be clapped," he said, making his way to the door. "Oh, and one more thing," he continued, as he opened the door. "Your dirty talk is atrocious."

Twilight stared in astonishment as she watched the stallion's nice ass escape from her view. Her dirty talk was the best!

Her mood immediately changed as she was struck with a brilliant idea. A quick spell later and cloud appeared before her, showing a certain orange stallion with his nose stuck firmly between a book. How could she feel bad about not being good at talking dirty when she was about to get one hell of a show?

...

SLAM!

Sunburst's concentration was broken by the sound of his door being nearly ripped from its hinges. There stood Trixie- or at least a stallion who looked very much like Trixie- with a cocky grin plastered onto his mustached face, rearing back on his hind legs, proudly displaying his throbbing erection.

"Spread 'em, nerd!" 

TO BE CONTINUED...
> Getting What You Can't Have Part 2: Getting It
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

When a genderbent Trixie had originally burst into Sunburst's room, the real stallion had been very intrigued by the idea of fucking one of his friends who now met his preferences. However, he had not been expecting Trixter to be so bad at this. Chalking it up  to being in a body he was unfamiliar with, Trixter fucked like a virgin. His hip movements had no rhythm to them and there was no consistency to the strength of his thrusts, sometimes being too weak, sometimes too strong, and very rarely just right. It didn't help that he kept saying things like "you like that, faggot?" and "take it, fag", which would be super sexy when uttered by a very masculine stallion, like Big Macintosh or Shining Armor, but Trixter was very feminine, not helped by his mustache, which made him look super gay.

Plus, his dick smelled like Twilight, which was gross and just plain rude.

"Yeah, you like that, faggot?" Trixter grunted for the eighth time, punctuating the question with a very pathetic thrust. "Tell me how much you love my big, manly dick hammering into your tight coltpussy!"

"Oh, I love it," Starburst replied, unenthusiastically.

"That's right, you little faggot!" Trixter growled, too enraptured in his own ego to detect the apathy in his friend's voice. "You've probably never had a dick as Great and Powerful as- WOAH!" he said, as his dick accidentally slipped out of Sunburst's tight tailhole for the twelfth (or was it thirteenth? Fifteenth, maybe?) time, right as he came.

As Trixter painted his plot, Sunburst looked at the clock. Four and a half minutes. The amount of time that had elapsed from the time Trixter burst into his room and him blowing his load, was four and half minutes. Pathetic.

As the last of his load finally oozed from the tip of of his cock, Trixter letting out a final, shuddering gasp as he rolled onto his back. "That. Was. Amazing!" he exclaimed, pumping a hoof in the air. 

"Uh huh," Sunburst agreed, not entirely truthfully.

"Actually being a stallion feels so much better than magical dick spells, though it is much more tiring," Trixter rambled. "Is sex as a stallion always so exhausting?"

"Sometimes," Sunburst replied, barely paying attention, cleaning the cum from his backside with his magic, scooping it all into a floating mass of stallion sauce. He gave it a lick, humming in appreciation. At least the magician's jizz tasted good.

As the scholar licked at his levitating treat, he felt something prodding his plot. He turned his head to see Trixter lining his cock up with his asshole, the magician already able to go another round.

"Uh uh," Sunburst said, shooting his friend a teasing smile. "This time, you're the bottom," he said, rolling over and pinning Trixter to the bed.

"Please, be gentle," Trixter said, sheepishly. "I'm kind of a virgin..."

"The past few minutes have made that very apparent," Sunburst snorted, sliding his cock inside the newly made stallion's tight pucker.

Oh, Trixter thought, eyes snapping wide open. So that's what having a prostate feels like.

...

Starlight Glimmer gleefully galloped through the halls of of the castle, three tickets clenched firmly in her teal aura, a surprise early birthday gift from her dad. Her, Trixie, and Sunburst were all going to be going to see Dogs on Bridleway next week, and she just couldn't wait to tell her friends.

"Sunburst!~" she sang, approaching his door. "Guess who just got backstage passes to see the first Bridleway hit performed entirely by diamond dogs! Back your bags, sweet cheeks, because we're going to spend next Saturday enjoying a night of singing, costumes, choreography, and red rockets!" Just as she was about to knock, she heard two voices grunting in the throes of pleasure (and one with just a hint of pain). She smirked, reaching for the doorknob. Sunburst always did like having an audience and, if she was lucky, his partner would be bi! She licked her lips at the idea of sharing Big Mac, Thorax, Thunderlane, Caramel, or maybe even Soarin with her childhood friend.

As the door swung open, Starlight couldn't believe who she was seeing with an assful of gay stallion meat.

"Trixie!" Starlight, exclaimed, dropping her tickets. "Is that you?"

"Hey, Starry," Trixie said, waving as her (his!?) ass continued to get pounded by Sunburst, his cock drooling pre onto his belly with each thrust of the orange unicorn's hips. "I told you I'd get this faggot's dick, one way or another!"

"Oh, please!" Sunburst growled, his pace increasing. "You're the one taking it up the butt, right now, plus your mustache is super fruity. I'd say that you're the fag in this situation."

"Trixter is not a fag!" the magician protested, as a particularly large glob of precum oozed from the tip of his dick. "He is bisexual! That's only, like, fifty percent gay, as opposed to your one hundred percent!"

"Well, there's only one way to find out," Starlight said, trotting over to the bed. "If you're not as gay as you claim you are, then you'll have no problem servicing a mare, as you be the bottom bitch to the gayest guy I know," she said, swinging one of her shapely legs over Trixter's face. "I hope you're comfortable, because I'm not moving until I'm satisfied."

"Mhffm mmm!" Trixter whined, as Starlight's soft rump rested on his face.

"Your mustache tickles!" Starlight giggled, wiggling her rear into a more comfortable position. Trixter, accepting his fate, began to eat out the pussy resting on his face. "Unff! Glad to see you still know what a mare likes," Starlight grunted, grinding her hips further into her friend's face.

"Guess that's one thing," Sunburst grumbled, idly fondling Trixter's balls. "He fucked me like a virgin."

"Hmm!" Trixter protested.

"Hey!" Starlight replied, giving Trixter's cock a light slap in annoyance. "The only thing your mouth should be doing is pleasing my pussy!" With a snort, Trixter resumed slurping up Starlight's hungry cunt. "Ooh, that's much better. You were saying, Sunburst?"

"Oh, Trixter is totally a male virgin," Sunburst replied, picking back up. "I'm not sure how she usually is with strapons and magical assistance, but as a stallion, he sure doesn't know what he's doing. He had no technique and he didn't even last five minutes!"

"You don't sa- OUCH!" Starlight said, getting cut off by a particularly firm nibble to her clitoris. "Trixter! You of all stallions should know how sensitive that is!"

"Shorry," Trixter said, finding just enough space to speak from, before going back to his mistress' dripping snatch.

Sunburst's hips began to thrust more quickly, his breathing becoming erratic. "Oh, Celestia!" he groaned. "I think I'm about to... I'm gonna! I'm cumming!" he shouted, pulling his cock free from the confines of Trixter's tight tailhole. His throbbing erecting flopped down onto the bottom stallion's rubbing together. A few more thrusts, and his cock erupted, spewing his load all over the former mare's brand new dick.

Starlight looked down at Trixter's cum covered cock. "Do you mind if I...?" she asked Sunburst. gesturing down at the gooey treat in question.

"Go right ahead," he said, giving his friend a quick kiss on the cheek, before climbing off the bed. "I'm going to go take a shower. When you're done, would you mind throwing my sheets in the wash?"

"No problem, buddy," Starlight replied, bending over. She inhaled the musky scent of two stallions and let out a deep, shuddering breath, intoxicated by the pheromones wafting from the cocktail of cum. Sticking her tongue out, she lapped up the mix of Sunburst's orgasm and Trixter's continous flow of precum. Two distinct tastes of two different stallions mixed together. She licked all across Trixter's dick and tummy, savoring the taste her two stallions had given her.

Once Trixter had been licked clean, Starlight swooped in to get some more of his cream directly from the source. Opening wide, she easily swallowed the first third of his cock, savoring the sudden spurt of sperm that shot from Trixter's glans. She quickly established a rhythm in sync with her partner's own oral attention.

Sadly, Sunburst had been right: Trixter basically was a virgin. Just as Starlight had found a groove to her blowjob, the cock gave a single hard throb as it swelled, signalling that the end had arrived. Unfortunately, Trixter also pulled away from Starlight's pussy, moaning and gasping, leaving her unattended as he blew his load. Spurt after spurt of thick jizz slid down Starlight's throat, while the egotistical stallion groaned in blissful agony.

"Th-three..." Trixter moaned as his orgasm finally subsided.

"What was that?" Starlight asked, swallowing the last mouthful.

"Three orgasms in a day," Trixter panted. "Is extremely exhausting, as a stallion. I... I think I need a nap..."

"No!" Starlight snapped. "At least let me have one, too! Then we can take a nice, post-sex nap, together!" Alas, it was too late: Trixter was already snoring away, unaware of just how needy and pissed Starlight was. "Typical stallion," she grumbled.

Now that she thought about it, he had said something about three orgasms. If she had given him the third, and Sunburst had obviously been the second, then clearly there had been a first. Come to think of it, a gender swap spell was incredibly complex magic, way beyond what an illusionist like Trixie was capable of, which could only mean one thing:

Twilight owed her an orgasm.

...

Twilight gasped as her fourth orgasm ripped through her body, the puddle of her own sweat and cum growing all the larger, before she collapsed onto the floor in exhaustion. Her scrying spell that had been focused on Sunburst's room flickered once, before it dissipated into nothing. Starlight turning her private peepshow into a threesome had been a most welcome surprise, and she would be sure to make it up to the poor mare for not getting her own climax. After she took a nap, of course.

Just as her eyes began to droop shut, her bedroom door slammed open.

"Oh, no you don't, bitch!" Starlight growled, lifting the princess into the air with her magic, and none too gently throwing her onto the bed. "You are going to finish what Trixie should have!"
> Tuesday
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Everypony knew that Bon Bon was a lesbian. It was one of the worst kept secrets in all of Equestria. Common knowledge, one might say. If there were three things that foals learned in their first week of equine kindergarten, it was the alphabet, who the four princesses of Equestria were, and that the best candy in Ponyville is made by a mare who has probably stuck her tongue inside all of their mothers' coochies.

So, why exactly was she sucking Shining Armor's cock in the middle of her shop like it was a XXL peppermint stick?

Because it was Tuesday. And Tuesday was Cheat Day. "Every homosexual knows about Cheat Day," she had explained on numerous occasions, usually to whatever stallion asked about it while balls deep inside of her. "It's perfectly gay to have sex with the opposite sex on Tuesday."

Lyra scoffed every time she heard that load of horseapples. Sure, he preferred to tell people that she was a lesbian, but she wasn't above admitting that she liked a good dick, every now and then. Shoot, it just made her love pussy even more. Speaking of, she'd definitely have to try and get Shining's meat in at least one of her holes, before him and his wife went back up north. She'd help herself to him, right now, except...

"Wow, she's really getting into it!" Princess Cadence remarked, affectionately running a hoof through Lyra's mane, as the mint unicorn ate her out. The two of them were lounging on a cushion, enjoying each other's bodies, just a few paces away from their lovers. The cream earth pony was practically throatfucking herself on the Prince's throbbing cock, making incredibly vulgar GAWK-GAWK-GAWK noises as Shining's member repeatedly pummled her esophagus. A large puddle of drool mixed with precum was forming beneath the stallion's hefty ballsack and Bon Bon had very noticeable tears running down her face. "Are you sure she's a lesbian?"

"Of course, she is," Lyra said, not even bothering to pretend like she believed Bon Bon's excuse. Her hoof deftly rubbed against the alicorn's folds as she explained. "It's Cheat Day: she's allowed to fuck all of the stallions she wants, and it totally isn't straight."

"I don't- Mmm, more of that, please- think that's how it works."

"You and me, both," Lyra muttered, licking along Cadence's cleft, the two of them continuing to watch the show. 

Shining didn't even need to use his hooves to guide Bon Bon through the blowjob, the mare just naturally fucked her face into a sloppy mess. This was a mare who could easily become Ponyville's Cocksucking Champion, if only she would just admit to liking cock (rumour has it that the committe planning next year's tournament was going to hold it on a Tuesday, just to see if she'd compete). With a shuddering gasp, she yanked the dripping dick from her throat. She let out a few wheezing breaths, pumping her hoof along the unicorn's length, refusing to let her partner's satisfaction dip even slightly.

"Play with the balls!" Cadence encouraged, grinding her pelvis into Lyra's face, her own orgasm imminent. "It drives him nuts!" she continued, snorting at her own joke. Bon Bon nodded, eagerly lowering her mouth down to Shining's royal jewels. She delicately rolled one heavy orb in her mouth, humming in delight at the luxurious softness of the scrotum. Shining Armor groaned, using his magic to move one of Bon Bon's hooves to his sack, while placing her head back at the tip of his monstrous member. The confectioner, not needing further guidance, resuming her facefucking while she fondled the prince's testicles.

"Good little cocksucker you got here, Lyra," Shining grunted, as the tip of Bon Bon's tongue grazed against his balls while his cock was crammed down her gullet. "She made her way past my ring, like it was nothing! How's a dyke, like her, get so good at blowing stallions?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, dude," Lyra replied, right as Cadence leaned back, rubbing her gash like a madmare, and squirted directly into the musician's face, completely drenching her upper half in sweet mare-nectar. She slowly continued to rub her hoof against the pink alicorn, gently keeping the embers of the princess' lust burning. "It's best to just roll with it."

"Oh, something's rolling, all right," Shining grunted, pushing the confectioner as far deep onto his royal scepter as he could. Bon Bon slapped his hoof away, her eyes shooting daggers straight into his soul, letting him know that this was her day and that she would be in charge of this. Shining gulped, nervously, as he pulled his hoof away, letting his submissive mistress do her work.

"GAWK-GAWK-GA-GLRK!" Bon Bon choked, slightly, when Shining shot his first rope of cum, catching her off guard, and came out her nose. She pulled back until only the tip remained lodged, firmly, between her lips, allowing the bitter saltiness of his load to wash across her tongue. After two more shots were fed to her, she let the stallion's still throbbing cock flop out of her mouth. "Oooooooooh-oh-oh!" she groaned, as Shining continued to dump his spunk all over her face.

"That's right, baby!" Cadence screamed as her second orgasm gushed directly into Lyra's own cooch, the two of them scissoring while they watched. "Cream that slut's carpet-munching face!"

"Woah!" Lyra gasped, reaching her own peak. She fell back as she spasmed in ecstasy, her own cum splashing onto everypony else in the room. One spurt, two spurts, three more shots of marecum rocketed out of her, with the final shot being aimed directly at Cadence's face, causing the Princess of Love to laugh with joy.

"My, somepony sure came, a lot!" Cadence giggled, splashing around in the pudle that Lyra had made.

"Are you talking to me!?" Lyra gasped. "Because your husband has completely coated my beloved Bon Bon's face!" she exclaimed, gesturing towards the other two ponies in the room. Sure enough, Shining Armor lay on the floor, passed out, while Bon Bon sat upright, her face and mane almost completely blasted with seed, gargling a healthy mouthful of stallion sauce. "Like... holy crap, how is Flurry Heart your only kid if your husband can put firehoses to shame!?"

"Uh, girls?" Bon asked, after finally swallowing the mouthful of cum. "As hot as this talk of firehoses is, would you mind cleaning me up?"

...

After Cadence and Lyra's thorough tongue bath of Bon Bon, and the royal couple's departure back to Twilight's castle, Lyra and Bon Bon decided a snack at Sugarcube Corner sounded lovely. A cherry cupcake and chocolate shake for Lyra, and Mr. Cake's cock up her snatch for Bon Bon.

"Tuesday, already?" Mrs. Cake asked, as she and Lyra hoofed one another, watching as Bon Bon ravenously thrust her hips into Carrot Cake's pelvis.

"Yuh huh," the unicorn replied, pausing to take a sip of her shake.

"Don't you ever get j-jealous?" Cup Cake continued, stuttering as Lyra's hoof brushed against her sweet spot.

"What do you mean?" Lyra asked, doubling her efforts against the MILF's clit.

"W-what I mean is," Mrs. Cake panted. "Is that sometimes when my honeybunches gets with a rather large number of other mares-"

"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT!?" Bon Bon roared at Mr. Cake, his jizz dripping out of Bon Bon's tight cooch and onto his balls. "I better get a second load!" she grumbled as she began to work his thin, but long, schlong back up and down inside her cunt. "STAY HARD, DAMMIT!"

"Calm down, Bonnie!" Lyra called from across the room, like her wife was an overly rambunctious foal. "Sorry, please continue."

"As I was say-say-SAYING!" Mrs. Cake squealed, as her pussy spasmed and sprayed her marecum across the room. "S-sometimes, when Carrot has a few too many mares that aren't me, I kind of get a little hurt..."

"Oh, I see..." Lyra said, bending over to clean up her host's mess, lapping up her sweet fluids in nice, long licks against the wood floor. "Nah, it isn't that. I mean, I probably get as much action as her, throughout the day, it's just that... I WISH SHE'D SHARE THE DICKS!" Lyra, moaned. "I mean, yeah, I can totally suck a dick, get my pussy creamed, or get gangbanged by the Manehattan hoofball team any other day of the week, but if I so much as try give a stallion a hoofy, on Tuesday, she won't let me! Doesn't matter if it's a gangbang and I want to help get one of the guys waiting his turn ready, she yells that it's hers!"

"I'm sure it's not that bad," Mrs. Cake said, gently kissing Lyra's dripping folds.

"Back away from him, bitches!" Bon Bon screamed at Starlight Glimmer and Trixie as the two of them walked into the bakery with Sunburst. "When I'm done with Mr. "I-Need-A-Little-Blue-Pill", here, Four Eyes' dick is taking his place.

"Um, I'm gay..." Sunburst replied, nervously.

"Come on, surely you know about Cheat Day? You can have all the straight sex you want on Tuesday, and it's still gay!"

"That's not really a thing," Sunburst whispered to his mares, as they slowly backed out of the bakery, all three of them wordlessly agreeing that Hayburger sounded like a better idea for lunch.

"Get back here and fu- oh, fuck! Give those brats of yours a bastard half-sibling!" Bonnie shouted, while Mr. Cake shot a second load inside of her.

"Don't worry," Mrs. Cake whispered to Lyra, while shoving her whole hoof inside the unicorn's tight pussy. "That probably won't happen; Pound and Pumpkin are what we call 'miracle foals'."

"Come on, Lyra," Bon Bon said, approaching her wife, Mr. Cake's baby batter oozing out of her slit. "Today seems like a beautiful day to relax at the park."

...

Caramel.

Thunderlane.

Gallus.

Princess Twilight after she used a genderbending spell. Note to self, Lyra thought, while watching the Prince of Friendship get a rimjob and hoofjob at the same time, causing him to shoot a load into his own face. Have Twilight teach me this spell.

Gallus.

Big Mac.

Hondo Flanks.

Gallus and Sandbar.

Noteworthy.

Filthy Rich.

Pokey Pierce.

Time Turner.

Gallus, again (Lyra was beginning to suspect he wasn't having much luck with the other ladies today. Also, he needed a hobby).

All day Bon Bon had relaxed in a nice, sunny spot in the park, and gotten plowed by every stallion that walked past, all while Lyra watched, occasionally fooling around with the stallions' wives or marefriends. It was now nearly midnight, meaning Cheat Day was drawing to a close, and this last dick would by Bon Bon's last for a whole week.

Or, more accurately, dicks. Spike had two penises. This had certainly been a surprise to the mares of Ponyville, but a most welcome one. Both of his dicks were now stuffed inside Bon Bon's tight asshole, because, even when the stallion (or drake, in this case) had two fully functional fucksticks, Bon Bon still had to be a greedy cockslut, and not share.

"Gee, you sure are tight," Spike grunted, his tiny wings flapping, furiously, trying to keep up with his lesbian lover.

"Th-thank you," Bon Bon replied, blushing, trying to keep her voice at a decent volume. "I try to not let just anypony fuck my tailhole."

Horseapples, Lyra thought. She let Filthy Rich back there, earlier, and his dick is small, he doesn't know how to use it, and he doesn't even give her expensive presents, like he does to his bitch wife.

"Almost there..." Bon Bon grunted, looking in the direction of Ponyville's clock tower. "Just a few more seconds..."

BONG! Midnight. Cheat Day was now over.

"Oh, I'm cumming!" Spike shouted, his twin spires erupting inside Bon Bon's candy ass.

"Perfect timing!" Bon Bon said, reaching her own climax, her asshole constricting around the packages stuffed inside. The two remained locked together for a few moments, twitching as they rode out their sexual highs. With a satisfied sigh, Bon Bon collapsed onto the grass.

"You did good, today," Lyra said, kissing her exhausted lover's cheek. "Why don't you take a quick nap, here, then we'll go home."

Bon Bon nodded, her eyes already closing. "No hetero..." she whimpered, as Spike's hot, dragon splooge dribbled out of her gaping asshole.

Next Cheat Day's gonna be different, Lyra thought, turning towards Spike. "Good job, big guy," she said licking a few stray globs of cum from one of his cocks. "Think you got enough left in ya for a quick blowjob, before you go back to the castle?" she asked, not even waiting for a response as she quickly engulfed both dicks into her mouth.
> Princess Sublestia
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Princess Celestia crouched down in a kneeling position in an open area of Ponyville Park, her sun casting perfect rays of light upon her body. Gone were her typical crown and regalia, in its place were words and phrases written in dark, black marker. "BREED ME!" with an arrow pointed towards her pussy was written across one of her perfectly shaped asscheeks, with "BUTT SLUT" scrawled just above it. "ROYAL CUMDUMPSTER" was written on the other side. "I'M HUNGRY" was etched near her mouth. "WHORE", "SPIT ON ME", "ROYAL CUNT", "CUM WHEREVER", "ABUSE ME", "I SWALLOW", "SLUTLESTIA", and many other similar sayings covered most of her usually pristine, alabaster coat.

Ponyville was where most of Celestia's absolute favorite ponies lived (as well as dragons, griffons, changelings, and every other creature), and was the only place in Equestria where she felt comfortable revealing this particular side of herself. The uptight and snooty nobles of Canterlot didn't deserve to experience this. No, only Ponyville was allowed to enjoy her slutty, submissive self.

...

As luck would have it, Twilight, her most favorite pony, happened to be the first to find her, today. With a smirk, the younger princess slowly strutted around the larger alicorn, taking the time to read every filthy, degrading word scrawled across her body, finding it hard to resist the temptation to read, even at a time like this. Hurry up and use me! Celestia thought, her nethers winking and dripping in anticipation of the depravity that would soon unfold. 

As if reading her mind, Twilight granted Celestia's wish, dragging her tongue from her mentor's throbbing clit, across her juicy snatch, and up to her tight, puckered tailhole. Celestia's cooed as the wet appendage serviced her. Even when in a dominant position, Twilight still took the time to see to it that Celestia was well taken care of. The lavender scholar happily slurped up Celestia's delicious cum, teasing all of her most sensitive spots.

The submissive princess' moans and gasps were steadily growing louder and more erratic as Twilight continued to eat her out. Any moment now, she would be experiencing what was to be the first of many orgasms, today. But, this was hardly the first time the two had been together, much less the first time Celestia had publicly degraded herself, and Twilight knew her mentor's body language all too well. Right as Celestia was on the brink of cumming, Twilight pulled away. Celestia had expected this to happen, but was still disappointed as ecstasy was sharply snatched away, her impending euphoric release slowly fading away.

"P-please..." Celestia whimpered, grinding her dripping snatch against the grass, trying to usher back her orgasm, to no avail.

"Ah ah ah," Twilight teased, grinning, maniacally. She conjured a felt tipped marker with her magic, moving it to Celestia's forehead. "You know what I like when you're in this position," she continued, writing "TWILIGHT'S BITCH" just below Celestia's horn. "I'll see you tonight, slut!" Twilight taunted, giving Celestia a quick kiss on the cheek, as she turned and trotted away.

...

Thunderlane was the next to find her. Wasting no time, he quickly rose up into the air, grabbed his ruler by the horn, and guided her mouth to his rapidly stiffening cock.

He knew well enough by now that if a mare wanted to be used as a cumdump, then it was best to not beat around the bush, and finish as quickly as possible, so that everypony else would have a chance with the dirty slut. Besides, he was going to be meeting up with Rainbow Dash for a race, later, and already knew what the prize would be when he beat her (or if she won. It was a win/win situation, either way), so he would have plenty of time to take it slow, later. Right now, though, all that mattered was facefucking the Princess of the Sun until she had tears running down her cheeks.

With a single, sharp thrust, Thunderlane shoved his entire length of mare-destroying meat down the princess' throat, making her gag. Celestia would have moaned in delight, had her mouth not been full of delicious cock. Thunderlane pulled back, nearly letting his dick pop out of the alicorn's ravenous maw, before slamming himself back in, burying Celestia's muzzle in his crotch, holding her in place. Celestia inhaled the stallion's pungent musk, shuddering as arousal flooded her mind. She wished she could stay in this position forever, but she would need to come up for air, soon. Reluctantly, Celestia delivered three soft taps to the pegasus' thigh, letting him know that she needed to breathe. Thunderlane obliged, stroking her flowing mane, letting her know that she was being a good slut.

Thunderlane hammered back and forth, a stream of gags and chokes ringing out like the lewdest of symphonies, his balls slapping against her chin providing an additional beat to the sweet music of a whore being used.

"Are you hungry, Princess Cockslut?" Thunderlane asked, his orgasm fast approaching. Not even waiting for an answer, he shot the first stream of cum directly onto her tongue, letting her taste her reward, before stuffing his cock back as far as he could, shooting the rest directly into her stomach. As his orgasm waned, Thunderlane pulled out, shooting the final rope of seed across her cheek.

"Thank you," Celestia gasped. Thunderlane smiled back in appreciation, before taking off. That had been an excellent warm-up for what Thunderlane had planned for Rainbow Dash, later, as well as for Celestia's day long gangbang.

...

Celestia was extremely happy that peace had finally been achieved with the Changelings, as King Thorax's cock plunged deep inside her gushing pussy, while his brother, Pharynx, took her ass. It was especially nice that they both possessed incredible stamina, as both of them had simultaneously cum inside her once, already, before immediately resuming, their dicks not softening in the slightest.

"Celestia, I'm getting close, again!" Thorax panted, his pace quickening.

"Excellent!" Celestia chirped. "What about you, Pharynx?"

"Y-yeah," the more aggressive brother grunted. "Get ready!"

Both Changelings gasped as they came together, painting Celestia's insides. As they pulled out of her gaping holes, thick streams of jizz followed, leaving a gooey, musky puddle beneath the Princess.

"Now I see why peace with the ponies is so beneficial," Pharynx said, giving Celestia's rump a firm swat. "This is so much easier and enjoyable than stealing love from them."

"Told you it would be," his brother replied, before turning his attention back to Celestia. "So, are we still meeting next week to discuss trade negotiations?"

"Of course," Celestia replied, dipping her hoof in the pool of changeling cum, and licking it clean, admiring how much sweeter it tasted compared to pony splooge. "See you both, then!"

...

One thrust. Two thrusts. Three...

"I'm cumming!" Zephyr Breeze shouted, already halfway through his orgasm. It was a good thing Celestia knew he would be premature, otherwise she would have disappointed. "Can I go, again?" the teal stallion asked, tentatively.

"Hey! Back of the line, buddy!" somepony from the crowd shouted.

"Maybe later," Celestia replied. If he went again, it would only be for a blowjob. A really short blowjob.

...

Lyra and Bon Bon were currently taking turns mashing their sopping wet pussies against Celestia's messy face. Both had already squirted on her, twice, but so long as Celestia's pussy and ass remained available, nopony seemed to mind that they were hogging her mouth all to themselves.

"Fuck!" Lyra swore, her third orgasm spraying Celestia directly in the eye, which she only just managed to close just in time. "I thought Luna was good at eating pussy, but you are way better!"

"Oh, I'm sure she would love to hear that," Celestia gloated, removing her mouth from Bon Bon's cunt. Not leaving the confectioner hanging, she replaced her tongue with her horn, casting a simple spell to make it gently vibrate. "She'll definitely want to pay you two a visit to prove you wrong!"

"Oh shit, Lyra!" Bon Bon screamed, cumming more powerfully than she had, previously, her marecum drenching Celestia's mane. "You are definitely going to need to learn how to do this!"

"Just be careful," Celestia warned. "Always be sure to practice safe sex."

...

A tongue probed Celestia's folds, scooping up the cream from over a half dozen stallions. Applejack trotted around to face Celestia, her cheeks bulging with semen. Smiling, the solar princess opened her mouth, wide, letting the apple farmer drool the load into her mouth.

"Have a good day, Princess," Applejack said, taking a moment to lick up some of the cum Soarin had just shot onto her face not even a moment ago, before trotting off.

It was a shame that Applejack had important errands to attend to, today, as Celestia would have loved to be choked with those thighs. Perhaps she should schedule a private, social visit.

...

It was so nice of Discord and Fluttershy to stop by and have tea with her. Frankly, Celestia needed a break from the constant stream of ponies looking to fuck her.

"So, anyways, after Angel Bunny and I finished cleaning all of the pudding from the ceiling, suddenly I sneezed, and the room filled with gelatin!" Discord continued his story, which had begun with a simple trip to the post office. "Long story short, that is the last time I get directions from a toddler."

"My, that sounds like quite an exhausting day!" Celestia exclaimed, taking a sip of her tea.

"Oh, but it was quite worth it, in the end," Fluttershy replied, setting her cup down. "Well, it was nice chatting with you, Princess, but I think it's about time we headed home."

"Likewise," Celestia replied. "Discord, would you mind finishing up?"

"Not at all, my dear Tia," the draconequus answered, rising from his seat. He walked around Celestia and reached between her legs, removing his penis that had been pumping in and out of pussy at a slow, steady pace during their entire conversation. "Open wide, your highness!" he said , holding his detached cock up to her mouth.

Celestia obliged, wrapping her lips around the tip of his dick. Once inside the warm confines of her mouth, the cock erupted, shooting rope after rope of thick, delicious cum onto her tongue, letting the flavor coat her entire mouth. Once the Spirit of Chaos' orgasm subsided, he removed the phallus from her mouth, and placed it into his pocket.

"So, how does it taste?" Fluttershy asked, visibly excited.

"Like bubblegum," Celestia replied, licking her lips.

...

Caramel mounted her from behind, gently brushing the flat tip of his cock against her moist folds. Instead of just cutting to the chase and plunging in, he chose instead to rub his head against her hungry pussy, teasing her. The earth pony was content to merely rub against the outer edges of her snatch, torturing her, much like a schoolyard bully holding a filly's favorite doll just out of reach

Hurry up and put it in, already! Celestia screamed, internally. Caramel, sensing that the slut was at her breaking point, granted her wish. However, just before he finally slammed himself inside, he moved his dick just a few inches north, pressing his cockhead against her asshole, finally letting himself sink into her soft, warm insides. "Oh!" Celestia moaned in surprise.

"Fuck, you're tight!" Caramel grunted, hammering himself in. "Good thing somepony already lubed you up!" As he found his pace, he moved a hoof down under her belly, sliding south, until he found her slick slit. Gently, he began to rub back and forth, paying special attention to her clit.

"S-such a gentlecolt," Celestia whimpered, pushing her hips back against him, rewarding him for his manners.

"I try to be," the golden stallion replied, nipping at the shoulder of her wings. "After all, my princess has been so kind as to allow me entrance inside her private chambers."

"A-ah, you are welcome any time you'd like!" she replied. I am definitely going to have to recommend this one to Luna, she thought, feeling the first, heavy gush of his cum flood her rectum.

...

Pinkie Pie was always so polite. Every time Celestia came to turn Ponyville into Poundtown, she always made sure to stop by with a big bottle of ice cold lemonade and some cupcakes, to make sure she had the proper nourishment to handle all of her subjects. Speaking of cupcakes, the frosting was just about ready...

"Come on, Big Mac!" Pinkie Pie cheered, as her and the princess' hooves jerked his gargantuan cock over a box of bare cupcakes. "Let's see if you can frost the whole dozen!"

With a shuddering gasp, Big Macintosh came. Pinkie's expert hooves deftly moved the spurting tip of the apple farmer's dick from cupcake to cupcake, making sure each baked good got an even amount of the salty-sweet glaze. After each cupcake was frosted with the skill only an expert baker could have, Pinkie pointed the still erupting monolith of meat at Princess Celestia, creaming her face. As Mac shuddered to a stop, Pinkie lifted one of the cupcakes to the princess' face, allowing her to take a bite.

"Mmm," Celestia moaned, taking another bite of the delicious treat. "Just as good as ever, Pinkie Pie. And you too, Big Mac!" She eagerly grabbed another cupcake and stuffed it in her mouth in a manner unfitting of royalty. "Here, I can't possibly eat all of these by myself; why don't you take half?"

"Don't mind of I do, your highness!" Pinkie chirped, swallowing one of the small cakes in a single bite. "Mmm, somepony's been adding more mango to his diet," Pinkie said, reaching over to coax Big Mac's softening cock to stay a little while longer.

...

Night had now fallen and the crowd of ponies that had visited Celestia throughout the day had dispersed. Derpy, Celestia's last partner, had only just removed the princess' horn from her tight cooch, leaving the bony appendage glistening in the moonlight. Finally, Celestia could take a few moments to rest, closing her eyes. 

The once clear, legible words written on Celestia's dirty, whore body were now smudged and smeared with spit and cum, both her subjects' and her own. Sperm was now spread across her magnificent wings, gluing some feathers together, making flight impossible. Cum had dripped into her mane, now flowing with the many colors in the ethereal breeze. A steady stream of splooge oozed from her well fucked pussy and anus, leaving her lying in a what could be described as a small lake of cum. The princess now pondered if she would ever get the taste of jizz out of her mouth (not that she wanted to).

Soft hoofsteps thudded against against the grass. Celestia didn't even need to open her eyes to know who it was. She was gently picked up in an aura of purple magic, and found herself being carried out of the park. Soon, a nice, hot bath would wash away the degrading words and bodily fluids, and leaving her smelling like vanilla and strawberries. A massage would remove the ache from her well used muscles. Then, a quick nap would restore some of her energy. Finally, Twilight would put Celestia in her place, just as she had been craving since this morning.