001 - High School Crush

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Gilda hated math. Actually, to be perfectly clear, Gilda hated anything that made her think too much. She much more prefered something like P.E. A place where she could show herself off a bit.

“Gilda? Are you listening?” The voice of Cranky snapped her out of her thoughts.

The griffon looked up at the teacher sitting at his desk. She’d couldn’t not stare at his very bad combover. She snickered. “Yeah. Sure.”

The stallion sighed and rubbed his eyes with a hand before trailing it down his snout. “Gilda, you’re on the verge of failing. You fail, then your coach is going to suspend you from the wrestling team.”

That got her attention. She sat up straight. “Wait- What?!”

“Gilda, you need to keep your grades up. I know math is hard for you, so I have something that might help.” Cranky smiled a bit and adjusted himself in his chair. “A tutor. After school tutoring to be specific.”

“Oh great….” Gilda groaned and covered her eyes with a talon then wiped it down her beak, only to half-glare at her teacher. “You want me to spend an hour of my time every day with some dweeb egg-head?”

Cranky blinked. “Basically, yes. I think it’ll be good for you. And, I didn’t say an hour, but that might be the best option. If you’re willing, and if it starts going well, you could switch it to a few hours over the weekends instead.”

“I can’t believe this.” Gilda sighed as her feathers puffed out a bit. “Fine. Fine. Whatever. When are we starting this and who am I meeting?

“Well sooner would be better.” Cranky nodded. “You could meet him after school in the computer lab, he’s normally there most days. Maybe you’ll like the tutoring.”

“Fuck that.” Gilda muttered as she stood up and hefted her bag over her shoulder. “We done here?”

“Yes.” Cranky nodded. “Gilda, you do know I’m trying to help you, right? I want you to succeed.”

“Sure. Sure.” Gilda rolled her eyes and walked out of the classroom.

The sky-blue pegasus stallion hummed to himself as he kept up his browsing. His standard programs had already gathered all the new information that the school kept on their internal servers. Nothing major going on, though it did seem one of his usual tormentors was out sick with...something. And wouldn’t be coming in for a week, according to his mother. That gave him some relief. Now he was just browsing the usual news sites for anything that piqued his interest. Oooh...a new supercomputer? That sounded interesting.

So caught up in his browsing that Cloud Comp didn’t hear the lab door open.

Gilda walked in. Her grey backpack was over her shoulder. She wore somewhat tattered blue jeans, a slightly small black t-shirt that unfortunately (or fortunately for some stallions, or mares) emphasized her bust, even though she was clearly wearing a bra under the shirt. To counter this she wore her black leather jacket, to try and hide herself a bit.

It wasn’t hard to see the stallion sitting at one of the computers. He seemed the geeky, nerdy type. He also seemed to be absorbed with whatever the computer was showing. She shrugged and walked over to stand behind him. “S’up dweeb, looking at porn?”

“Gah!” the stallion jumped in his chair. He turned to look behind himself and saw that it was only Gilda, before sighing. “No,” he muttered, turning back to the screen. “Just looking up new things that happened in the world of tech while I was stuck in school. Kindly don’t insinuate that again, I don’t need to be banned from using the computers.”

“Incognito mode, dork.” She snorted. “So, you are…?”

“Oh, Cloud Comp, or CC,” he said, nodding at the hen. “And you’re Gilda. Hard not to know about the only griffon hen strong enough to put the men’s wrestling team in their place.”

Her chest and feathers puffed out proudly. “They’re just pussies. I’m pretty sure some of ‘em dope too. Not that it’ll do them any good.”

“Half of them have been suspended for a week because of that, yes,” CC nodded at his computer. “The coach is covering for them. Short of a police investigation, he’s not about to toss out his best players for ‘a little juice’.”

“Best players.” She gave air quotes. “Hmmph, so what’s the plan here?”

“Plan? You just walked in on my browsing session,” the stallion pointed out. Oh riiiight, he didn’t know.

“Aren’t you my tutor?” Gilda frowned down at him.

The stallion blinked. “Um. I am signed up to be a tutor, yes. Are you saying you need one?”

“More like I was voluntold to get tutoring.” She grunted. “Fuck, I expected Cranky to talk to you at least, fuckin’ embarrassing…” She grumbled.

“Ah. Okay then.” CC closed down his windows and turned to face Gilda more fully. “Okay, so, what tutoring do you need?”

“Math, maybe some science. Not doing particularly well in the math-sciencey stuff. Gonna get kicked off the team if I don’t get my grades up.” She continued to frown and walked over to the round table. She dropped her backpack on the table, and took off her jacket, which she immediately slung over the back of a chair. She turned around to look at him and propped a talon against her thigh. Her rather generous thigh. “So?”

“Just give me a moment to sign out over here,” the stallion said, striking a few keys and pulling a thumb drive out of the computer he was using. “Aaaand done.” He got up from the desk he was sitting at and actually paused as he looked at Gilda.

Heh, she still had it. Judging by the bulge in his pants, so did he. Maybe he’d be fun later.

The stallion shook his head and picked up his backpack, walking over to sit next to her. “Okay, pull out your books, let’s see what you’re on and how I can help,” he instructed.

Gilda sat down and unzipped her backpack. She pulled out a binder that was, for lack of a better word, was a mess of loose papers and various worksheets. She flipped it open and rifled through the papers. “The current stuff is here somewhere.”

“Okay, how about you pass me the book while you look through that, tell me what the last chapter you covered was, and I’ll open it up while you look for your homework?” CC suggested.

She pulled out the frayed textbook and handed it to him. “Here. It wassss….. Shit what were we doing?” She hummed as she flipped through her papers. An eye twitched a bit.

“This could take a bit,” the stallion noted. “Okay...first thing we’re gonna need to do is get you a new book,” he pointed out. “This one’s probably close to falling apart.”

“School only has so many and of course I got the ratty one.” She grunted. “Oh, here we go. This looks familiar.” She pulled out a sheet.

“Huh,” the stallion said, looking the sheet over. “Okay, this is...yeah, I can help with this sort of math.” He put the sheet down and looked at the griffon. “And if the school refuses to replace your book, you can just go around them, y’know?” he pointed out.

“What now? Dude, I can’t afford a new book.” She gave him a glare.

“Not what I’m talking about,” CC smirked. He fished around in his pocket and pulled out a phone with a camera lense. “Okay,” he said, flipping it open and flipping through some pages, taking photos all the while. “That’s enough evidence of that...compose a short e-mail...aaaaand…” He pushed a button. “There. I’ve just sent a nice, strongly worded letter to the supplies department about how they could afford to be spending more money on your book if this is the sort of treatment one of their sports stars gets. Oh, by the way, they have enough money to replace all the tattered books, they just choose not to because the principal loves to vacation in the south, and guess who gets first dibs on unspent money at the end of the year?”

“Oh yeah, I know. Jackass gets to vacation while his students have to deal with half-assed everything. What is this, jail? The cafeteria feels like it.” Gilda snorted, half-heartedly trying to organize her binder.

“That’s why I don’t eat lunch here,” the stallion pointed out. “I order ahead of time, go get it when we’re let out for lunch, pick it up, eat it, and come back for the next class. Unless the principal does something blatantly corrupt, I can’t change anything. And they’re always so careful.” He hummed for a moment. “I’ll order for you next time, what do you like?”

“Food?” She shrugged. “What do you like, and why would you buy me food in the first place? What do you want out of it?”

“Good diet helps concentration, and I dare you to find a good diet at this school,” CC pointed out.

“True, but you also dodged the questions.” Gilda pointed a talon at him while resting her beak on her other.

“I mostly just order personal pizzas from the strip joint down the road,” CC answered. “Whatever I’m in the mood for that day. As for what I want out of it, a more attentive you for when we do...this.” He gestured his arm at the mess in front of them.

“Oh, want me to be more attentive, stud?” She snorted. “You know, I’ll try. I’m not all that organized, if I’m being honest. Might need help with that too.”

“Ah, yeah, I forget not everyone’s OCD,” the stallion chuckled. “Okay. How about this? I’ll organize your binder while you ask me questions about what you had problems with, to start? Once it’s in order, you should find it easier to keep it that way.”

“Works for me.” She shrugged. “So-”

“Mmmph. This is so much nicer than school food.” Gilda hummed appreciatively as she stuffed pizza into her beak. “Thanks again CC. You sure we’re allowed in here during lunch?”

“Yeah, I have a deal with the librarian,” the stallion waved a hand. “We don’t mess up any library books, she’s fine with us eating in here during lunch. So, got any tests or quizzes coming up you need help with?”

“Got a Biology Test coming up.” Gilda nodded and pulled out her binder, now entirely organized and tagged by section. “Wanna help me learn about cellular reproduction, Dweeb?” She winked at him.

CC gulped. “I mean, that’s not all that hard to figure out,” he said carefully. The way she’d said it implied quite a few things. “Most cells reproduce the same way-”

“As do we.” She snorted. “I bet it’s not the only thing that’s hard.”

Okaaay. Griffon hen was veering into uncharted waters. Time to reel it back. “We could learn about viruses and bacteria, if you wanted, those are sort of tricky side-topics to cellular reproduct-” he tried.

“On the note of reproduction…” She smirked then paused and shook her head. “Eh… Sorry. Actually keep going. I probably need to pay attention.” She said with a small frown.

Whew. Crisis averted. Back to safer topics.

“Sorry.” She said again with a small blush through her feathers.

“Nah, it’s fine,” the stallion waved off her concerns. Well, at least today was going alright. The library was nice and peaceful. None of his usual bullies had figured out where he went during lunch yet.

“Hey, Buddy…” CC felt an arm go over his shoulder as he was switching out his binders for his next class. “How’s it goin’?”

Oh great. Lunkhead number three out of the school. This one wasn’t so bad. He didn’t have a backup squad or cheerleaders to egg him on. But he was...still an idiot. “Well it was going great,” the stallion muttered to himself.

“Good. Good. So, Buddy, since we’re friends, I need some money.” Lunkhead chuckled, smirking.

“Your definition of friend needs some work,” CC replied dryly. “And you’re the reason I don’t carry cash.”

“Welp. That sucks. Now I have to-”

“Hey, CC, Lunk, what are you two up to?” Gilda’s voice asked as CC felt her talon on his arm.

“I think Lunk was about to fail physics, trying to stuff me in a locker because I won’t pay the hall tax,” CC informed the griffon hen idly.

“Oh, hall tax, right.” Gilda nodded. “Mind letting go of my friend here?”

“H-hey Gilda. S-sure thing.” Lunkhead nodded quickly, quickly removing his arm from CC. “S-Sorry for uhhh bothering you, man. Y-you two have a great day.”

The stallion quickly beat a hasty retreat.

“Guys like him bother you a lot?” Gilda asked, frowning at the stallion as he left.

“Oh...just once a week,” CC answered evenly. “I’m used to it.” He shrugged a bit as he got out the materials for his next class from the locker before shutting it.

“Need some help with that? I mean, you’re helping me and I kinda feel like I wanna pay you back somehow.” Gilda said with a shrug.

“That’s...nice of you,” the stallion replied easily. “But it’s fi-”

“At- No. I’m not gonna let you just... be harrassed.” She snorted, frowning at him. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” She blinked. “And not be able to help with my school work, of course!” She added quickly.

“Hey, I’m not gonna stop you if you want to help me out,” the stallion snorted. “Sure. I could use a bodyguard.”

Gilda grinned at him. “Great.”

“Been any bully problems lately?” Gilda asked as she sat across the table from CC, her head resting on her talons. She was wearing a… particularly revealing low-cut v-neck for whatever reason. And she also happened to be resting her bust on the table. There was also a notable blush on her cheeks.

“No, most of them seem to have learned that you’re my new guardian griff,” the stallion answered easily, turning the page of the book he was reading. He glanced up at her, blushed a bit as well, and then coughed a few times as he refocused on the book.

“Ummm… Notice something you like?” She asked a little awkwardly.

“I notice that you’ve apparently said ‘screw the dress code’ today,” CC managed to eke out.

“I… might have been wanting to get some attention….” She blushed harder. “CC, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what’s giving you trouble?” the stallion asked, paying a bit more attention to her now. “Area of an irregular shape? Wind resistance formula for physics?”

Her voice lowered a bit. “Am I… Am I pretty?”

CC considered for a moment. “Everyone has their own standards,” he pointed out. “Some people find looks to be important. Others are attracted to money as the best standard of nabbing a successful partner.”

“Well… Do you think I’m attractive?” She didn’t meet his eyes.

“Well, you’re a strong female,” the stallion pointed out. “But I don’t go for strength. Nor am I attracted to money.”

“Okay.” She said quietly, nodded, then rifled through her backpack. “What should we work on?”

“How about letting me finish?” the stallion pointed out with a raised brow. “I go for two things. Brains and heart. And your grades might make you think you’re stupid, but I know you’re not. You just need things explained to you differently. You’re a very hands-on type of learner. Most of us are a mix of the two. I can read about something and know what’s going to happen. Just because we learn differently doesn’t mean you’re an idiot, and once I helped you start learning properly, I began to learn that you’re very intelligent, which is very attractive. I can see you running your own gym or sports team when you get done with schooling.”

Her blush returned. “Oh… Okay then. Ahem… Right… Yeah…” She appeared more than a little flustered, as her feathers had poofed out. She shivered and took a breath. “Yeah, I guess I am a real hands on learner.” She cleared her throat, and did not meet his eyes. “Want… Ehm… Want me to be more hands on with… -fuck- Ummm... you?” She stammered our blushing fiercely. “I still wanna pay your back properly for helping me.”

“I should probably be still paying you back for being my bodyguard,” the stallion countered. “That’s how I know you have a good heart as well. You didn’t ask for anything, you just decided ‘this is wrong, I’m going to fix it.’ Honestly, you’re making yourself stand out like a beacon to people like me.”

“I’m not sure about that.” She mumbled.

“In any case, you still need a bit more help to pass your next test, so let’s-”

“Gilda! Know you’re in here!” A burly, brutish, brown stallion in jeans and a jersey stormed into the computer lab. His eyes focused on Gilda. “The fuck do you think you’re doing?”

Gilda actually growled and pushed from the table before getting up. “Slab. I’m in the middle of tutoring, can you complain to me later?”

The stallion’s eyes jumped from Gilda to CC. “You’re spending your time with this weak-ass pansy instead of being with the team when we need you?”

“Yeah, because I want to make sure I can still be on the team, dumbass.” Gilda rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Fuck that. Coach can just vouch for you. And why are you dressed like such a slut?” Slab snorted.

“Oh fuck right the hell off.” Gilda deadpanned. “I happen to want to be feminine from time to time. I’m a girl, in case you forgot. Or should I remind you that a girl is the one who can pin the whole team?”

CC watched the whole exchange with eyes glued to both of them like it was a ping-pong match. Fortunately, the moment he’d realized who had been coming into the lab, he’d set his phone to record in case he said anything useful. Or in case he needed to use Slab’s own words against him.

“Oh sure, you can now. We just need the right stuff.” Slab said, smirking as he puffed out his chest and stood up straight.

“Slab…” Gilda face-taloned. “I can keep you down or even win by technicals alone. I’m not taking a damn thing. Why do you think taking more, or different steroids will change that?”

“Coach says it will, so it will.” Slab said, setting his jaw as he nodded.

“CC, say, what’s that line from that one guy about insanity? Like what happens when you do things the same?” Gilda glanced back at CC.

“Ah. Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?” the stallion at the desk smirked, affecting an accent as he got into the role. “It’s when you do the same shit, over and over, and expect things to change.”

“Yeah that.” She pointed at him then looked back to Slab. “Coach is crazy and he’s playing a dangerous game. Oh, and don’t even get me started on what all those drugs are gonna do to your dick.”

“Nothin’s gonna happen. Coach says he’s getting some natural stuff this time.” Slab countered.

“Oh, sure, of course. Natural. Yeah, you believe that.” Gilda shook her head. “Now do you need anything else, or can I get back to studying?”

“Fuck you, Gilda. Enjoy sucking off the nerd. Bitch.” Slab stormed out as much as he’d stormed in.

“Dick.” Gilda grunted.

“So, school’s closed for how long again?” Gilda asked as she sat in her car, and leaned out the window.

“I think a week while they work out who to replace the principal with,” CC answered, a smirk on his face. “The PE coach’s been arrested for distributing illegal steroids. Someone told the investigators which lockers to check, and fingerprints showed the coach’s hands touched all the bottles. All those emails and recordings linked the principal to it because he wanted more funding, which he could only get with a more successful sports program. Oh, and someone managed to get into the financials, finally, and distributed that to the police department as well. All the embezzling doesn’t look good for the idiots in charge.”

“Way to go stud. Wanna hop in? We need to hang out, like not for studying. Maybe I’ll reward you for doing so much for me and everyone.” She winked at him while chuckling.

“I mean I was just gonna head home and see if I can’t figure out new stuff on my Minecraft world,” CC pointed out. “But if you wanna hang out, I’ve got a few games I’m no good at. We could play them together and fail miserably, order pizza to be delivered.” He kicked the ground. “I’m not real sociable,” he admitted. “I prefer to hang out with people I know, doing things together.”

“Sounds good to me.” She nodded, jerking her head towards the passenger side door. “You ever have a girl over?”

“Nah, my parents would be so happy I’m making friends,” the stallion rolled his eyes as he walked over to the door. “They’ve tried to get me to go to any of the crazy shit that happens on the weekend, and frankly, I like my liver too much to get involved with that.”

“I now wanna see you when you’re drinking.” She giggled, actually giggled. “Would you parents mind if you had a girl in your room with you, all alone together?”

“Again, they’d be happy I was being sociable at all,” CC closed the door and buckled up. “They think me not having any friends is abnormal. Frankly I have plenty of friends online, which is the usual distance I feel comfortable with people.” He paused and then looked at Gilda. “You don’t count,” he admitted. “You’ve gone out of your way to make sure I’m happy. Frankly, you can get as close as you want to me.”

Gilda glanced at the street as she pulled out and started down the street. “Oh, as close as I want huh. Want me to be close to you? Do I make you feel safe?”

“I’m sorry, have you looked at our sports teams?” CC asked with a raised brow. “They’d give prehistoric ponies a run for their money in the ‘who has less brains’ competition.”

“HA!” Gilda barked a laugh. “So, A, where are we headed, and B, CC do you have any sex drive at all?”

“Uh, right here, my house is on the right after like five minutes,” the stallion directed the griffon. “And yeah, I just...typically keep it bottled up until I know I’m alone to take care of it. I have no idea how to handle a relationship. Much less a sexual one.”

“Kay.” Gilda nodded. “Hmmm, be honest, have you whacked it to me before?”

All she got in response was an ‘eep’.

“Is that a yes?” She asked, glancing over at him. “I’m gonna get this out of you.”

CC blushed harder, squirming into the seat as though he could disappear.

“CC…” She said slowly. “Aren’t you comfortable enough with me at this point?”

“Well yeah, but it’s still,” the pegasus blushed as his wings tried to shield him from view even around his seatbelt. “A bit private,” he squeaked. “I mean, I don’t ask you about your sex life.”

“Well, would you like to?” She asked, now blushing herself. “I mean, fairs fair, right?”

“Well, I have...a complete lack of one,” CC volunteered. “And I may have… lookedupwhetheraponyandgriffoncanbreed,” he said the last part all at once.

“CC, I’ll be blunt. I haven’t had sex. To be honest, it’s probably because I intimidate people.” She said, blushing brighter. “I do get off, I mean, who doesn’t, but I’m waiting. For whatever reason, I am interested in you. So, I’m gonna ask again. Have you whacked it to me?”

“...Put it this way,” the stallion countered. “The last week’s worth of search history on my computer late at night has been about sexy griffon hens getting stuffed by ponies.”

“CC, wanna play games when we get to your place, or would you rather do…. A little mutual exploring?” Gilda asked, gripping the wheel a little tighter.

“That’s the place, right there,” the stallion pointed to one driveway in particular. “And, well...We can do whatever you want to do,” he answered the hen. “You won’t hear me saying no. Heck, I’d probably say yes a little too fast, which is why I’m not: I don’t trust myself. Me and restraint aren’t words that go well together.”

Gilda pulled in and looked over at him, still blushing furiously. “I’ll say this then. No sex. No anal. No bjs. But everything else is on the table. How’s that sound?”

“...To use a metaphor, it’s like taking me out to a really fancy restaurant and giving me half a menu,” the stallion blushed. “Heck, I probably still couldn’t afford what you are offering, and yet I want to know the rest of the options that I can’t have.”

“CC. Dweeb. We can get there. Eventually.” Gilda gulped, he could see her actually shivering a little. “Right now, I kinda just wanna be…. I don’t know, intimate?”

“Idea,” the stallion offered. “I’ll keep my pants on and you can show me what you want me to touch by taking off your clothes. Then when you’ve had your fill of me exploring you, you put your clothes on and strip me so that there’s never a chance of...anything, happening.”

The hen nodded. “Deal.”

Things were a little different now. By the end of the week, both had learned quite a bit more about each other, and when school came back into session there was a new couple. A new couple that didn’t actively say that they were a couple to the public, but it was rather heavily implied.

For Gilda, she was happy. Very happy in fact, not that her rather rough nature didn’t affect everyone else, she just happened to de-prickle when around her boyfriend.

And for CC, he happened to perk up and become less of a recluse when Gilda was around. He was seen sometimes actually talking to other people in the halls or at lunch, as long as the griffon hen was nearby to soothe his mind.

“So, Gilda, what are your plans for after school?” CC asked, one of the rare times they were having lunch in the lunchroom. The quality had improved enough to attract them back, and they no longer needed to run from bullies. They just...liked to be alone together in the library sometimes.

“Like today, or in general?” Gilda asked, blinking at him blankly.

“The second one,” the stallion admitted. “I mean, with the new principal, your grades are acceptable the way they were, before the whole tutoring thing. So I guess I just wanted to know what your plan for life was now.”

“College probably, I don’t know, running a gym, maybe running a sports team, or maybe… clutch or three by your fat cock a fair few times~” She winked at him.

CC blushed. Ever since the week off, they’d gotten...close. No actual sex, but they knew each other’s buttons. Embarrassingly, he had far more than she did. And she loved to tease him about his views. “Gildaaaa,” he whined. “Not in public.”

“Whaaaaat…? Don’t you wanna swell my toned stomach with eggs?” She leaned in smirking at him.

“We’re not even out of school yet,” he pointed out.

“True.” She pointed at him. “But fantasies are hot, and so am I.”

“Gilda, if you were any hotter, you’d be on fire,” CC argued back.

“Wanna come around the table and feel how hot I am?” She asked, just quiet enough for him to hear. “Or would you rather do that in the library?”

“...I’m pretty sure the librarian, even if she knew it was me that got her the funding for new books, would kick us out of there if she suspected we were doing anything like that,” CC mused aloud.

“That wasn’t a no~” She said, getting up and walking around the table to sit in his lap. CC blushed, he knew she’d be able to feel how hard he was thanks to her talk through his pants and-

...Was, she wearing panties under that skirt?

She noticed his look, winked at him, stood up, and glanced around to see if anyone was looking. “I never wear anything so girly, but…” She flicked her skirt up.

Okay that was worse than not wearing panties. It was...that was a string! Everything was just highlighted! And now CC was harder than ever.

She sat back down, her virtually bare ass sandwiched his tent quite nicely. Then she proceeded to drag her tray towards her new seat. Her movements caused her to grind against him.

“F-fuck, Gilda,” the stallion whimpered. He was pretty sure there was going to be a stain on his pants. He was also pretty sure this pair of underwear was a write-off.

“Gonna mess yourself?” Gilda asked calmly, glancing over her shoulder at him.

“No...you’re not talking in the past tense, that’s your problem,” the stallion muttered.

“Damn Dweeb, already?” She snickered. “Care to go for two?”

“No that’s...just the pre,” the stallion muttered. Ever since she’d come to be his girlfriend, he’d...been more productive. “Haven’t had a one yet…”

“Well want one, here, now, where anyone could see?” She leaned back against his chest, rubbing over him again.

“I...kinda do and don’t,” he admitted. “I kinda wanna do it with you, but not where we could be seen or interrupted.” He’d also learned a lot of self control thanks to her love of teasing him.

“We’ve got more than enough time, wanna go to the computer lab?” She asked. “For old time’s sake?”

“It...should be deserted right about now,” he agreed. “Do we finish lunch first or-”

Gilda got up, picked up her tray, walked over to a trash can, and dumped her barely touched food into it. Then she walked over to the doors and put the tray on the stack of other trays.

Her stallion was less than five seconds behind her. What? One had to appreciate that ass when it was walking.

“Yeah, yeah, drink it in dweeb.” Gilda chuckled as she glanced back towards him. She paused a moment as a group of cheerleaders walked by. They gave the pair a knowing look, and giggled when Gilda groped her stallion.

Damn, but that third leg joke was aptly applied to him. Now all she had to do was get him to not blush when she did that.

The pair made it to the computer lab without any incident. As she walked towards the table, there was a noticeable sway to her hips.

“So, um...we’re...doing, what, here?” CC asked with a squeak when she turned to look at him.

“Well, my adorable little stallion, what do you want to do?” She asked with a wink.

“Well, I mean...you know the sorts of things I want…” he muttered. “But I’m not gonna-”

“CC. Do whatever you want. You get to be in control, for once.” She giggled and walked towards him, her tail flicking as she did.

“O-Oh,” CC blushed. “Um...well, we have to be fast, lunch won’t last forever,” he pointed out. “So, uh...maybe I just stick my cock out of my pants and we screw standing up?”

“Bad Boy.” She hummed, turned around, and leaned against the table with her talons and spread her legs a bit. Her tail raised her skirt.

...When had she snapped her panties off?

Silly question, they were barely there to begin with.

Gilda heard an unzipping noise, and it wasn’t long before her boyfriend was grabbing her ass with his hands.

“Oh, you’re so excited.” She cooed. “Like squeezing that ass?”

“It’s one of the only places where fat manages to hide on you,” the stallion pointed out. One of his hands trailed up to grip around her hips as something fat, flat, and thick landed between her asscheeks. His other hand took to aiming that familiar object.

“True. But, I’m actually okay with that.” She sighed as her legs trembled. She felt his dickhead trail down...press against her puffy pussy lips...and then the flat head was trying to press through.

“Warn me if it hurts?” CC asked.

“You stretch me so good though…” She moaned back. “Please…”

There was a thrust from eager hips, and half his thick, fat cock was inside her in an instant, stretching her wiiiide.

Her back arced as she gave a quiet chirp.

“Yeah, you’re good,” the stallion chuckled, taking a step forward and slowly pushing the rest of his cock into the hen. Well, most of it. The head hit a barrier with a wet slap.

“AGH! CC!” She gasped out in shock, with a small wince of pain.

“Fuck, sorry,” he hissed. “Okay. Stepping back. Forgot you can’t take it al-”

She pressed back hard, giving out another chirp. “Don’t pull back! I want as much as I can take!” She gasped out.

“That’d hurt you,” the stallion pointed out, but duly stopped trying to draw back. “I mean, you don’t have stretchy insides.”

“Just… J-just let me get used to it.” She groaned. “C-could you…. Hold me?”

The stallion smirked, and helped Gilda stand up so that her back was to his chest, the cock never leaving her as most of it throbbed away inside her. While that was happening, his hands busied themselves with her tits, groping them through her...he hesitated to call it a shirt. And he could feel the lack of a bra.

“B-baby. Oh B-baby…” She mewled at his attentions. He felt her tunnel squeezing him. Her juices started to roll down his cock.

“You. Are a dirty bird,” the stallion whispered in her ear. One hand played with her tit, while the other trailed over her stomach, then pressed down on the slight bulge he was making in the hen.

“Y-yeah.” She breathed and nodded quickly.

“You’re on birth control, yes?” CC asked with a bit more seriousness to his tone.

“H-have been.” She nodded again, digging her talons into the table.

“...That’s not a ‘yes,’” he pointed out. “...You didn’t stop taking it, did you?”

“N-not gonna stop taking them until I’m out of high school. Th-this year c-can’t end soon enough. O-oh fuck- CC…” She hissed, tensing her muscles around him.

“That’s good,” the stallion breathed. “Okay then.” He gripped Gilda around the hips and sloooowly drew back the barest bit of an inch...before hammering his cock up again.

She jerked as her wings flared. “CC!”

“That’s my name~” the stallion smiled. “Mmm...can’t handle the whole thing, I said. Give it to me, you said. And look where that got us.” He shifted his hips around, the length grinding against Gilda’s walls.

“M-close- Please- M-so hot!” She gasped out.

“Let’s play a game,” the stallion teased. “How about...you act like this when we get home half the time, and the other half the time, you can hold the reins, hmm?” One of his hands teased her breast, finding a nipple and flicking it.

“S-switching d-dom and s-sub?” She gasped. “S-sounds g-good… H-heh. D-does CC like being in c-control?”

“Well, you’re such a sexy bitch, G,” CC pointed out. “Sometimes I want to feel like you’re my sexy bitch, and sometimes I don’t mind being your stud.” He leaned in and breathed on her neck, teasing her with the closeness.

“O-oh… Mmmmm…. I-I’m a sexy b-bitch…” She groaned out. “I-I’m your sexy bitch.”

“Good sexy bitches get bred,” the stallion warned the hen. His cock twitched, and that and the words were the only warning Gilda got before she felt herself being flooded with stallion spunk. Her hips bucked as she came with him. Her tunnel clamped down, squeezing him and making his cock the cork to her pressurized bottle. With nowhere else to go…

She really did start swelling like a balloon.

“O-OH! CC! AH!” She tried to stifle her moans. “W-we’re g-gonna m-make a m-mess!”

“Hmm, that poses a problem,” the stallion mused. “And I’d really like to not get in trouble…” Of course, he didn’t stop cumming for a moment.

“I-I can t-try to h-hold it.” She stammered, slumping a little, holding herself up by the table.

“At least until you get to a bathroom to let it-” CC began to nod in agreement.

“W-want me… Want me to h-hold it?” She asked, shaking.

“Wha-Gilda, you can’t be thinking of trying to hold it all day!” the stallion blanched. “I don’t care what sort of control you’re on, that’s asking for trouble!”

“Then p-pull out. I should probably find a bathroom.” She chuckled softly.

“...Gilda, you are on birth control, right?” the stallion deadpanned. “I’m not knocking you up before you leave high school, am I?”

“... Yes. Yes, I’m on birth control.” She nodded. “Though the thought is appealing.”

“Whew,” the stallion huffed. “Not that I wouldn’t appreciate it, I just...would like to be closer to graduating before I have to look after kids,” he clarified. “Also...just about...there.” He eased his cock out of the hen, and barely a trickle of seed followed. Huh, apparently she was holding it all.

“I’m not ovulating, Dweeb.” She straightened up, though her legs looked shaky.

“Yeah, how much did we just miss it by?” the stallion countered.

Gilda glared. “Two weeks.”

“Oh good, nothing to worry about then,” the stallion sighed. “Well, let’s get you to a bathroom so that you don’t have to carry it around all day.”

“I might need to lean on you.” She grumbled as she walked over to him.

“I don’t get the point of this game.” Gilda sighed as she laid on CC’s bed, she glanced from the TV to him and back. “You’re punching that tree, why now?”

“I need the wood,” the stallion replied succinctly. “Plus, this world’s seed is supposed to be crazy good for someone like me. In theory I should get all sorts of things right near spawn.”

“Okay…” She rolled her eyes. “Seriously we could fuck then five minutes later you’d be back here.” She snorted.

“Oh no, you want to see the sorts of things I get up to, let me show you my old world,” the stallion said, saving and then loading up a different file. “This...is my world.”

What? It was...a load of random things just laid out on the surface. And was that a flying castle?

“What the fuck am I looking at?” She raised a brow.

“Iron farm, bee apiary, villager ant farm, and what you’re not seeing is an automatic skeleton grinder and slime maker under the surface. Oh, that’s the trading hall, and that’s an automatic carrot farm,” the stallion pointed out. “And up in the castle I have all sorts of automatic miniature farms for everything I could want.”

“I didn’t understand a word of that.” She blinked, furrowing her brow at him.

“Basically...you can play this game like a scrub, and do everything manually, orrr…” the stallion positioned his character so he was looking at how his iron farm worked. “You can understand the mechanics of it so well that you know that a zombie in a minecart will scare villagers into making an iron golem, and know how to kill said golem...forever. All the iron you’d ever need.” He smirked. “You can farm almost anything.”

“Okay. Huh, you’re cute when you’re enthusiastic about stuff.” Gilda smiled, looking at him.

“I mean…” CC blushed a bit. “I know how to run a game so that I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to, and all the resources just flow in,” he pointed out. “Very little mining, lots of crafting, plenty of building. I want to get better at the building part.”

Gilda got up and sat down next to him. She patted her lap. “Sit.”

CC raised a brow, but shuffled over so that he was sitting in the hen’s lap. “Okay, what-”

She hugged him and rested her beak on his shoulder, but slid a talon into his pants. “Go ahead and keep playing and talking.”

The stallion gulped. “Well I mean, I was planning on putting a wall around the farms so that mobs couldn’t get in,” he said. “And I also want to make a piston door so that only I know how to work it…”

“Mmmmm cool.” She said, rubbing her talons over his sheath.

“I mean, what with the slime farm and all,” the stallion blushed a bit. “I can make all the sticky pistons I want to make.”

“And what do you do with those?” She asked, rubbing over his balls, then teasing his base.

“Well they, uh, stick...to blocks,” the stallion panted. “Meaning they can move things around. So if I wanted to make a solid door that opens and closes, they would be the way to do it.”

“Show me.” She smiled, stroking him slowly as his shaft came out.

“Ah, sure, let me just...get to the redstone testing world,” the stallion bit his lip as she worked him up. A quick file change, and it was a blank world indeed, but that just meant he could show off all the devices he’d created. A three by three piston door was shown to open and close all at once with the push of a button. “See, that’s what I want to put in my wall, but it’d need to be thick enough to hide all the redstone,” he managed to say.

“I see.” She said, feeling him getting harder. She squeezed the base of his shaft a little. “Who’s my adorable little engineer?”

“Gildaaaa,” the stallion squeaked. “I’m trying to concentra-”

She quickly stroked up his entire shaft, and ran her talon back down just as fast. “Can’t concentrate Dweeb?” She teased.

“N-not when you’re acting like that,” he admitted. “Fuck, it’s like you’re trying to get me to ruin another set of pants.”

“Well then..” She slid her other talon down and unzipped his pants. With a tug she pulled his cock out and stroked him slowly. “Better?”

“For a given definition,” CC hissed. “Fuck...you could have just said you wanted to be fucked, G.”

“What, can’t I enjoy stroking my stallion’s meat?” She chuckled, playfully squeezing his base.

“I think you’re just doing it to tease me now,” CC pointed out easily. When around Gilda, you either learned self control or died of a nosebleed.

“Would you prefer to stick your dick in something instead?” She asked. “Or between some things?”

“Don’t make a promise you can’t keep,” the stallion warned. “Goodness knows you’re good at pushing my buttons. If I hadn’t seen the receipt for the birth control I’d be worried about all that breeding-talk you make sometimes.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was wondering if you wanted to fuck my tits.” Gilda asked, leaning back and tugging her shirt up and off.

“Well you did say ‘in something,’” the stallion pointed out. “It’s almost like that control is making you horny in exchange for no kids.” He paused for a moment. “Or you’re just always horny.”

“A part of option A, part of Option B.” Gilda snorted, still stroking him.

“Okay, look, I can’t focus on the game while you’re doing that,” CC commented, moving to close out of it.

”Should I apologise, or are you gonna make me pay for disrupting your game time?” Gilda asked, reaching back to undo her bra with her free talon.

“...If I keep gaming, what happens?” the stallion asked warily.

“You sit on the bed, keep playing, and I shove your dick in my tits.” She replied. “Or would you rather fuck my tits?”

“You realize afterwards I’m going to screw you hard enough to where you’re leaking my cum, right?” CC pointed out. “Wouldn’t want you to go without some attention.”

“Well if you put it that way, want me to strip?” She asked, nipping his ear.

“You talk like that wasn’t already your plan,” CC groaned, screwing his eyes shut to concentrate on not cumming.

She let go of his cock. “Get up, let me get out of these pants.”

The stallion let out a sigh of relief as he stood up. Okay, the teasing was stopping, right? Surely she just-

She stepped over, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, hooked the waistband with her thumbs, and tugged them down, bending over while she did. Her bare ass and plump, dripping pussy were in his face even as she stepped out of her jeans and panties.

“G you have no idea how hard it is to not pin you to the bed and screw you right now,” the stallion whimpered. Aw, how cute. He thought he was being noble and shit.

Her head craned around and an eye stared lustfully at him as she grabbed her ass and spread herself.

Well...that was going to be an afternoon well spent. One that would leave Gilda sore. She was getting better at taking his cock, to be sure.

“CC! CC!” Gilda shouted as she burst into the computer lab. She was holding a paper. “CC! I got an A plus!” She raced over to the surprised stallion.

“Well fuck, I guess my unorthodox method of tutoring you works,” the stallion smiled at her, inviting her to come closer for a hug with open arms.

She hugged him fiercely, even picking him up off the ground. “Thank you- Thank you- Thank you!”

“Ack! Need...air!” CC tried to tap out a few times.

“Sorry!” She yelped and dropped him.

“Gilda!” Came a shout from outside.

“Fucking hell.” Gilda grumbled as Lunk burst in.

“I got kicked off the team because of you!” The stallion steamed.

Gilda turned around, putting herself between CC and the large meathead. “No, you got kicked off cause you were a dumbass and doped.”

“Everything was fine before you fucked everything up.” Lunk pointed at her.

“Everything was terrible before the school got investigated.” Gilda gave him a disbelieving look. “Are you on more drugs than just steroids? What kind of world do you live in where shit textbooks and shit lunches and a principal walking away with thousands of dollars a year is a good thing?”

“The kind of world where he was going to go to college on a scholarship because of his stellar sports performance,” CC said in a tone drier than the desert.

“Don’t you start, string bea-” Lunk thrust out a finger only for Gilda to grab his hand and pull the stallion into an arm lock. A painful arm lock.

“And you don’t get to say shit to my coltfriend, deal? Deal.” She shoved him away. “Now kindly fuck off. I was just about to celebrate with my big dicked coltfriend.”

“He’s probably not that big.” Lunk tried to get a barb out as he winced and left the lab.

“...I thiiiink I know why he keeps coming back,” CC said with a flinch. “He and I share a health class, and the one point where he paid attention was sex ed. Some idiot started a rumor that griffons respond to dominance displays. He probably thinks he just has to pin you before he can fuck you.” The stallion shrugged. “He never was very bright.”

Gilda slowly turned around. She blinked. Then she gagged. “Ugh! Just- Ugh! No!” She violently shook her head.

“Yeah, that’s a mood-killer,” CC agreed. “Sorry, but he’s thick enough that it’ll take someone beating the truth into him before he’ll stop.”

“Hey, it’s fine. He’s just a dumbass.” She snorted then smiled at him. “Nice one-liner by the way.”

“Huh? Oh, I guess so,” CC shrugged. “In any case, back to why you came here...great work on the test, G. Nice to see you improving.”

“All thanks to you, Dweeb.” She grinned, hugging him again, this time much more softly.

“Hey, I mean, you put in the work,” the stallion said with a smile, hugging her back. “You coulda said no,” he pointed out. “You coulda decided not to go through with it. Hell, you coulda called it off after the investigation. But you stuck with it and me.”

“How could I not, you’re more amazing than I originally gave you any credit for.” She smiled. “And having a massive dick is a bit of a bonus.” She snorted and paused for a second. “But not the only reason I stayed!” She added quickly.

“Oh I’m sure,” CC deadpanned. “As you keep pointing out, I’m ‘cute’ when I’m flustered.” Then he smirked. “And you’re cute when you chirp when you’re getting your brains fucked out.”

“I do not chirp.” Gilda countered, her feathers ruffling.

CC picked up his phone, scrolled through some menus, and then hit play on an audio file.

“Who’s a dirty bird?”

“I am...I’m y-your dirty-”

There was a chirping noise. CC looked smug.

“Fuck you too.” Gilda glared at him.

“I think that’s what we were doing in that clip,” the stallion mused idly, turning his phone off and putting it away.

She continued to glare, only for a blush to grow on her feathers. She was actually pouting.

“Aww, who’s a cute bird?” CC cooed, drawing Gilda into a hug and gently rubbing her back.

She leaned against him. “...Me.” She grumbled.

“Mhm,” CC smiled, wrapping his wings around the pair of them. “There we aaaare. Hugs are nice, hmm?”

“Yeah…” She admitted.

“Wonder how the rest of the team would react to the knowledge that the big scary hen just likes to cuddle,” CC mused aloud.

“Don’t you fucking dare…” She growled, squeezing him a little. “Chirping is embarrassing enough…”

“I wouldn’t do that to you,” the stallion promised. “Still. It’s nice that you don’t feel the need to dress...differently to get my attention.” He kissed the hen on the cheek before looking at the ceiling. “Now if we could go a day without you trying to get me to fuck in public…”

“I will try. That’s all I can say.” She replied. “Also, there was that one day that I wore that v-neck top to get your attention.”

“Well it worked,” CC pointed out. “We’re going out, aren’t we?”

“Yeah.” She pulled away and looked at him, giving him a slightly confused look. “We have been.”

“So there you go, you got my attention alright,” CC smirked, one hand going down to her butt and squeezing.

“Mmph!” She jumped a little.

“So, only a few months to finals and then graduation, so we’d better cram for those tests,” the stallion pointed out, slowly folding his wings back up and letting go of the griffon.

“Cramming in more than one way.” She chuckled. “Like cramming your fat cock into my snatch.”

“Gilda, these are important,” CC countered. “You pass these tests, it’ll make up for all your bad grades and you’ll be passable for your last year.”

“Fine, fine. You’ve got a point.” She sighed and followed him over to the table. “For you I’ll properly cram.”

“Mhm, I need to review a few things myself as well,” the stallion admitted. “So we’ll study in silence today.”

Gilda was still in her graduation robe as she sat in her car. “CC. I did it.” She said, sounding a little stunned.

“Yup, you graduated,” the stallion praised her. He’d worn something under his robe and had shrugged it off earlier. Benefits of being called sooner. Still, he’d waited for the hen, she’d said he’d be his ride back, and his parents had been thrilled that he still had such a good friend in her. “Did you think you wouldn’t?”

“Beginning of the year? Honestly, yeah. Then you came along.” Gilda nodded, smiling at him. “Should we go somewhere to celebrate?”

“I dunno, where did you want to go?” the stallion asked with a quirked brow. “I mean, we could go to my place, or yours, or-”

“CC. I have something to show you.” She said, sounding oddly serious. She dug around in the bag she used as her purse and handed him something. CC’s other brow raised as he looked at the item in question.

“Two lines.” She said, sounding a little scared now. “Y-you did say wait until after school.”

“G, didn’t you say you were on birth control until-” CC’s face started to drain of color.

Gilda snorted as her grim facade cracked. “I’m kidding.” She took the test and actually wiped off one of the lines. “Pen.” She showed him the pregnancy test with a single line. “I’m sorry, it was a bad joke, but, it felt right at the time.”

“Don’t scare me like that, G,” the stallion sighed, relaxing visibly.

“However, Dweeb, would you be… against… pumping me full of your eggs?” She asked, sticking the test back in her bag.

“After getting to know you these past few months?” the stallion said, putting one arm around Gilda’s shoulder and drawing her close enough so he could kiss her cheek. “Not at all,” he promised. “I just didn’t want it to be so sudden. I’d thought for a moment the birth control had failed.”

“Well, now I’m not gonna give it a chance to fail. I’m not on it anymore.” Gilda announced. “I’m gonna pin you to your bed and make sure it won’t be needed for the next nine months.”

CC gulped. “Gilda, are you saying-” he started to ask.

Gilda tugged at the hem of her robe and tugged it up and off and threw it in the back seat.

Gilda. Was completely naked.

“I’m pretty sure you’ll get pulled over for-” the stallion started to protest. Only for her to climb over him and straddle him.

“Tinted windows, Dweeb.” She smirked, virtually shoving her tits in his face. He sputtered a bit and managed to lean back enough to make himself heard.

“Next thing you’ll tell me is that the car drives itself,” he pointed out. “Just so you can bone me while we head to my home.”

“I wish.” She sighed. “But I figured, round one of… fuck if I know can be here. Two can be at your place. Three can be in the morning. Four can be… whenever.” She smiled down at him. “How’s that sound?”

“...An awful lot like you plan to move in and be nothing but horny until something better happens,” the stallion observed. “Did you pack clothes at all?”

She pointed over his shoulder. “Couple days worth of clothes and toiletries in a bag on the back seat. Though, moving in does sound appealing. I’m not stupid. Much as I thought of myself not long ago. Though...” She smirked at him. “Who needs clothes when I’ll be painted in stallion spunk?”

“Oh my parents will love that idea,” CC muttered. “What, next thing you’ll say is you got us both collars or some-”

“Pfft! No!” She waved a talon while starting to grind against his lap. “No, no, no.” She shook her head. “I just got me one labeled brood hen. You don’t need one, Stud.”

“...Gilda, is one of your fantasies walking around naked in my home wearing nothing but the collar?” the stallion asked slowly.

There was a long pause.

“...Maybe.”

“Uh huh.” CC raised a brow. “And does it continue into me being somewhere, you walking in, and me bending you over the nearest piece of furniture to fuck a load of eggs into you?”

Gilda let out a small pant. “Yes…”

“Okay, I’ll make you a deal,” the stallion said. “Get the collar on right now, and round one can be you sucking me off while I drive us home. And when we get there, we leave your clothes in the car.”

Gilda immediately clambered into the back seat and dug around in her bag. She was giving CC quite the view as well.

“Ummm what would your parents think of you walking in with me naked and wearing a collar?” Gilda took a moment to ask.

CC had shifted himself to the driver’s seat and used the chance to look at her in the rear view mirror. “I don’t know why they’d care, you’re not leaving my room until you start swelling with eggs,” he countered.

Her legs shuddered as she shifted into the passenger seat, now clearly wearing a black leather collar with a hanging silver tag.

“Mmm, I don’t live that far from here,” he pointed out, unzipping his pants and letting his already hard cock free. “So really you’re just getting me as wet as you are before we nip into my home for an endless fuck-fest.”

“O-oh fuck me…” Gilda breathed as she leaned over and slowly started taking his shaft into her beak.

The car rumbled into life as they pulled out of the parking lot, headed for CC’s home. “Actually, good point,” he managed to talk over the sounds of Gilda slurping up his musky shaft. “I forgot to tell you. My parents are letting me rent the house from them while they look for a new place to live. They know I want to stay here, I grew up here, so they’ll take care of upkeep and leave me to my own devices. But they’re wanderers, and they want to explore new places. So...we have the house alllll to ourselves, broodhen~”

Gilda’s head popped back up. “So, about you mentioning moving in….”

“I expect you to pay your rent every nine months once I’m done making a deposit in you,” he joked.

“Oh, you think you’re funny Dweeb?” Her brow raised and she dove down onto his cock, filling her mouth and her throat. So much that she had to start swallowing.

“I think I’m hilarious, especially once I start looking into handcuffs and spreader bars. Totally planning on that, so that you can’t ever not be ready to breed,” the stallion riposted.

Her talons grabbed the base of his shaft and his sack, and squeezed.

“Fuck, easy on the goods, darling,” the stallion hissed.

In response she bobbed her head, stroked his base, and fondled at his balls.

“Still, I think we should break in our new bedroom,” the stallion posed. “Got a new mattress coming in, I’ve burned the old sheets and put new ones on, and there’s plenty of rope lying around for probably just this purpose.”

There was a small gagging noise as Gilda tugged her head off him. “You try to tie me up first thing and I will pin you so fast. Don’t make me turn you into my bitch for the night.”

“Okay, okay, no more jokes,” the stallion promised. “But I’m fucking you in every room of the house at least once.”

“Correction,” the hen posed. “You’re making me cum in every room of the house, preferably on something so we can mark it as mine.”

“Girl, I am going to breed you from the basement to the roof so that we can’t tell the hatchlings anything about how they were made, simply because we’ll have made so much of a mess,” CC smirked.

“You and breeding. How much griffon on stallion porn did you watch before we started dating?” Gilda snorted, raising a brow, yet still stroking him.

“Eh...five hours worth?” CC answered easily. “Oh, house is up there,” he noted out loud.

“Good to know.” Gilda chuckled. “Hmmm, say, you ever thought about watching porn together?”

“I mean, I could pull up those sites and throw it onto the TV so we could watch it,” CC posed, pulling into the driveway. He pulled out a remote and hit a button, causing the garage door to open...revealing it only had the one car inside. He pulled in, pushed the button again, and the door closed behind them. “There,” he cooed. “Now we can be as debaucherous as we like, we’re home~”

Gilda sat on the plush couch next to her coltfriend. She casually stroked his shaft as they watched porn on his TV. “You know this isn’t bad. It’s pretty hot and all, but why are all griffon hens stereotyped as fucking Amazons? I mean, we could probably do a better job of whatever.”

“Oh sure, that’s an idea for a career,” CC rolled his eyes as one of his hands idly played with one of Gilda’s breasts. The other was needed to click around on his computer. “Sure, let’s just start a porn channel, title it ‘real hen and stallion fuck every day.’ That’ll bring in the money.”

Gilda slowly looked over at him. “CC. I love you, you genius.”

The stallion blinked in confusion. “What? That was sarcasm.”

“Are you saying you don’t want to do that?” Gilda asked, raising a brow.

“Well I think I’ve made the stance on fucking you pretty obvious,” CC agreed, his cock throbbing under her touch. “But us turning it into a public porn channel? Really?”

“Hey, it would be one video a day, and we could just give no fucks.” She shrugged, stroking a little faster. “I mean, it wouldn’t have to be some massive involved thing. Just get a camera and we do whatever, or you do my snatch in this case. It would be like we’re documenting our time here, only with more sex.”

“Well I mean, the laptop comes with a camera, so-” CC started to point out.

“Wanna turn it on?” Gilda winked.

“...You realize that over the course of nine months it’ll be a documentary about how hybrid eggs work,” the stallion pointed out.

“Then it’ll be educational too.” She gave him a thumbs up.

“Okay, fine, let me just…” the stallion clicked off the video and pulled up the camera software. A few more clicks and they were recording. “Okay, we’re on,” he said quietly, so that the camera wouldn’t hear.

She smirked at him. “You nervous, Dweeb?”

“I mean, I’ve got my sexy hen here, I think I’ll be fine,” he chuckled. “So, what were you thinking for an introduc-”

Gilda waved at the camera. “Hi, I’m G, you can also call me Brood Hen, or Hen.” She gestured to CC. “This is my coltfriend, CC, call him… fuck if I know, we’ll come up with something.” She shrugged. “So this is a spur of the moment, fuck it, we’re doing this kind of thing. We’ll probably upload daily, and I intend to carry his eggs, so look forward to that. But for now….” She looked at CC. “Got any ideas of what to do first, wanna just fuck me on the couch, you adorable Dweeb?”

“Actually, how about I center myself here,” the stallion shuffled over a bit. “And then you can impale yourself and show the viewers how big a bulge I make in you for starters?”

“Oh, brilliant!” Gilda said, getting up. His cock wobbled as she let it go. “This is what I’m working with here.” She gestured to it. “Believe it or not but this guy’s a nerd.” She glanced at him. “Totally making a video of me torturing you while you try to play something. Like that time I jerked you while you tried to explain minecraft to me.” She shook herself. “Anyway. He’s a big boy. So, Dweeb help center me here.” She hovered herself over his twitching cock. “And please try to stop me before I bottom out, that can be painful sometimes.”

“I dunno, I like the cute little moans you make,” the stallion teased. He used one hand to aim his cock while the other moved Gilda’s butt a bit. “There we are, now just lower yourself and be sure to show your stomach off for the camera~”

“You mean my toned ass stomach?” She snorted as she slowly lowered herself. She gave a hiss and a moan as her lips parted. Her six pack gained a new bulge the longer she lowered herself, until eventually she hit bottom. “Oh, Dweeb… Why do you have to be so long? You know how much I want to take all of you but it’s literally impossible? Fuck your long-ass cock.”

“Mm...you feel so good around me G,” CC murred, helping to draw attention to the bulge he was making by rubbing it with one hand. “You were so tight before but now you’re juuuust right. I think I’ve ruined you for any other cock~”

“You have, Dweeb. All I want is yours.” She groaned starting to rise and fall slowly. “You stretched and molded me around yours so I’m the perfect fit.”

“Well...almost perfect,” CC pointed out, helping to draw Gilda back so the camera could see that there was still an inch that couldn’t fit inside her.

“Right.” She snorted. “You have any idea how much I want that last little bit? However I’d rather not have you fuck my womb.”

“Yeah, that’d probably hurt,” the stallion admitted. “I mean, I could just pump you full of cum directly then, but I’m pretty sure that’s one barrier meant to be closed.”

“Probably for the bes- Wait… Wait. Dweeb, have we… tried anal yet?” Gilda slowly asked and glanced back at him.

“Nope, but I thought you wanted eggs first,” he teased.

“Well what do you want more, to make me swell with your cum or you finally being able to bury your whole shaft inside me?” She asked, returning to her steady rising and falling.

“We can always do anal later, for our first video we should probably make with the cumshot,” the stallion pointed out. “I mean, eventually. You do feel fucking great, G, but I wanna show off how much you’re my sexy little breeder.”

“Dweeb, how am I little again? My biceps are like twice yours.” Gilda snorted.

Meanwhile, CC was reading the chatroom. “Oh hey,” he noted. “This guy bets you fifty bucks you can’t take the whole thing in your puss.”

“Oh that bastard.” Gilda stared at the screen. “Well… It might be a little uncomfortable for you, and me… but should we try?”

CC was about to answer before the computer dinged. “Huh. Five bucks to prove he’s not joking, forty five more when the cock disappears,” the stallion read out. “And three people saying they’ll match it...G, that’s two hundred,” he whispered.

“Okay. Okay. Dweeb. I’m gonna do this.” Gilda said taking a few breaths while lowering her hips. “This might be a team effort. Chat, I hope you’re fucking happy!”

The moment Gilda stopped pushing down due to too much pain, CC gave one thrust. Just one.

There was a feeling like a pop.

Gilda’s back arced as her legs shook. She chirped loudly as the couch was immediately sprayed with her climax.

“Fuck!” CC hissed. “I’m...fucking hell, G! If I cum now, there’s no way you don’t get pregnant, I’m in your womb!”

“Dweeb- fuck- jus- Fuc- Ah- Cum! Dweeb! Cum! Cum inside me!” Gilda shrieked out as she came again.

The stallion’s cock tried to jerk a few times, before it started spraying seed inside of Gilda’s innermost depths. And it wasn’t long before it was visible against her normal toned definition as a swell.

“Agh! Agh! Oh! Baby Yes! Oh CC!” She babbled as her legs spasmed and twitched as she sat in his lap. The couch was getting quite soaked with hen juices.

Eventually, the cumming stopped, and G and CC panted. The hen was impressively swollen, the stallion was spent, and their tip jar was overflowing with digital currency that only needed to be sent to a bank account.

“Are… Are you happy, Chat?” Gilda asked in a slightly raspy voice. “Cause I haven’t came like that in…. Ever….”

The chatroom was abuzz with praise, and one of them had the gall to ask ‘how you plan to top this tomorrow’.

“Top? Chat, it’s probably all downhill from here, we peaked with one. Unless you all have ideas.” Gilda chuckled. “Ooooo I should probably get off the Dweeb.” With a groan and a small tug she pulled herself off him. Some seed dribbled down her thigh, but she managed to keep it inside her for the most part. She shifted and sat next to the spent stallion. “Love you, Dweeb.”

“Love you too G,” CC managed to raise a fist. “Huzzah. We’ll figure out more later guys. For now, it’s late, we have a house to sleep in all to ourselves, and we’re high off of just graduating.”

“See all of you tomorrow.” Gilda waved tiredly.

The stream cut off with them getting over five hundred in tips. ‘For the clutch’ was the prominent tagline for the donations.

“CC… That was fun.” She smiled stupidly. “Wanna do it again tomorrow?”

“...You’re getting me enough fluids to go again beforehand,” he warned. “Cuz I’m wiped.”

“Pfft, we’ll hydrate.” Gilda snorted. “Hell, want tomorrow to just be chilling and hanging out until the evening cam time?”

“Challenge mode, we go without clothes the whole day,” the stallion fired back. “Challenge is, don’t fuck until the evening.”

“Challenge accepted.” Gilda snorted a laugh. “Now. I’m finding a shower, showering off, then taking you to bed to be my teddy bear.”

“Fuckin’ ace,” CC said, managing to leverage himself up to a sitting position. “Okay, computer off, then bedtime.”

Gilda groaned as she stood up. “Oh, this feels weird but kinda good.” She rubbed a talon over her stomach. “I should probably get most of this out though.”

“Dare you to leave it in overnight,” CC smirked. “Stallion cum can be potent for a good few hours. Then the sperm dies.”

“Mmmm leave it in overnight, get rid of it in the morning?” Gilda raised a brow.

“Best chance to catch an ovulating hen’s eggs,” CC waggled his eyebrows.

“Oh stop. I’ve still got like three days…. I think.” Her brow furrowed, then she shrugged. “Eh, guess it doesn’t matter now.” She started off towards the bathroom. “Wanna join me in the shower or nah?” She called over her shoulder.

“G, I love you, but if I join you for a shower, you’ll suck my soul out through my cock,” CC called back.

“Eh, probably true.” She shrugged again. “You clean up and I’ll meet you in bed. Love you!” With that she sashayed down the hallway.

“The things I do for that hen,” CC smiled. He heaved himself off the couch, closed the laptop, and began heading up to the bedroom.

Their life together...was not going to be boring, he could tell.

002 - Meet the Cast

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CC felt the bed shift. His brain was fuzzy. Who was….

Oh… Right…

His eyes opened only to see Gilda sleepily looking at him. She smiled. “Mornin’ Dweeb.” She leaned in and nuzzled his cheek. “I feel much better after clearing myself out. Kinda feel like I should take another shower though. That was a lot to flush.”

“Oh yeah, we did...that,” the stallion blushed. “Okay then. I take it you’re...staying with me now?” Last night was a delicious haze of lust.

“Well do you want me to, Dweeb?” She snorted. “Want a sexy, muscled goddess to walk around naked? Want her to not only bend you over, but turn you into her toy whenever she wants?” She idly twirled a talon in his mane.

“Well I mean, you don’t have to stay naked in the house,” the stallion pointed out. Huh, he wasn’t fighting anything else she’d said.

“True, going bra-less would get pretty uncomfortable for an extended time.” She said with a hum. “Eh, we can reserve naked time to, like, weekends or something.” She shrugged.

“So, we did...that, last night,” the stallion noted. “Um. I’m just gonna check my bank account real fast.” One hand went for the nightstand as he reached for his phone.

“You do that. What do you wanna do the rest of the day? I mean, I could just hang out in the Chat Room.” Gilda suggested rolling over to grab her phone off the other nightstand.

CC let out a squeak. “Um...G? I think...I think we should make good on our promise last night,” he managed to say. When she turned to look at him, he showed her the donations from last night had been deposited in his bank account.

Her eyes slowly widened. “Uhhh….. Did we promise something specific? Feeling a little fuzzy, and a bit sore.” She winced and she rubbed her stomach.

“Going by the fact that it’s tagged ‘for the clutch’...I think we promised to show off you getting knocked up,” the stallion said, his cheeks showing a bit of a blush.

She leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Hey Dweeb, wanna fuck a clutch into me? Want to make my stomach swell with all your cum?” She growled lustfully.

“Meep,” the stallion squeaked. “I’m...uh, gonna...read the chatlog, yeah, see if there are any suggestions we can make use of with this cash,” he said, trying not to look like he was hiding in the bed.

“You’re cute.” Gilda scooted over to spoon the smaller stallion. “They got any ideas?”

“Uh...second camera for different angles,” he pointed out. “Maybe hire a moderator for the chatroom, it got pretty out of control fast.”

“Both good ideas.” Gilda nodded. “Soooo…. Huh. Do we know anybody who-” Gilda’s phone buzzed. She rolled over to look at it. “Huh. So there was this girl I knew in Elementary school, was a friend of Dash’s. You remember Dash? Track Star? Bit of a hothead?”

“Yeah, she seemed impatient at the graduation,” CC noted. “Wanted to know why she couldn’t go first and then go running.”

“Yeah that’s her.” She nodded as she tapped away at her phone. “So… Wait, do you know Fluttershy? Yellow pegasus.”

“Scared of her own shadow, sticks to Dash like glue, plays with animals instead of paying attention?” the stallion posed.

“That’s her. So, I will quote.” Gilda grinned as she stared at her phone. “Hi Gilda. I know we haven’t really been the closest, but I have to be blunt. Also I’d never be able to say this in person. I found you and your coltfriend last night. I responded with. Hi. Been awhile. And, Did you like what you saw? She said. Goddess yes! And I replied It’s always the quiet ones. She said, I know. So I said, So why text me out of the blue? She says. Do you two need a mod for Chat?” She tapped away at her phone. “And I just said, We were literally just talking about that.”

“Huh.” CC sat up and stretched a bit. “Okay. Plan. I’ll Mod Flutters for our chatroom, she can lay down the law. Then we breakfast, I get dressed, and head out to an electronics store to pick up a few cameras for the perverts watching.”

“Sounds like a plan- Huh. Hey Dweeb, we got a room available?” Gilda blinked at her phone.

“I mean, now that I’m not using my room, we’ve got two,” CC replied. “My old room, and the guest room.”

“Flutter’s parents just asked her to move out now that she’s graduated.” Gilda frowned at her phone. “What the fuck, who does that? Well… actually that’s not surprising they did the same thing to her older brother when he graduated a few years ago.”

“She can have the guest room, it’ll smell less like I lived in it for eighteen years,” CC quipped. “Tell her to bring more than you did, miss ‘change of clothes and toothbrush.’”

“I know, and yes I know I need to go clear out my place.” Gilda rolled her eyes and tapped at her phone. “Also, no you do not get to fuck Flutters. I’m not saying you’d want to now, but I’ve watched you change over time, Dweeb. You horny, sexy, pervert.”

“Well saying that, once Flutters is here and set up, I bet you could entertain the chatroom with a solo show while I’m shopping,” CC grinned. He already had plans.

“Gimme a sec…” Gilda poked at her phone more and held it out a bit. “Hey, Chat, I'm laying in bed with Dweeb here. Say hi, Dweeb.”

CC reached up and squeezed one of Gilda’s tits. “Hey Chat,” he said, most of his face off the screen.

“So, we got some plans to… eh…. Improve the quality of our impromptu set up.” Gilda said with a hum. “We’re getting a mod, don’t fuck with her. Also I might entertain you all pretty soon here. So, try to stay civil and please, for fuck’s sake, don’t request anything insane.” She poked her phone again then yawned. “So, I guess we’re gonna be professional amateur cam people.” She chuckled as her phone buzzed. “And that’s Flutters. Giving her our address.” She paused and blinked, seeming to stare off into space.

CC rolled over so that he was laying partially on Gilda, staring up at her face. “Something the matter?” he asked the hen.

“Just processing the fact that I’m going to live with you.” A grin grew on her face. “Hey, I love ya, Dweeb.”

“Love you too, G,” the stallion replied. “If not for the fact that I don’t need a fancy to-do, I’d marry ya. Heck,” he stretched a bit. “Might just apply for a license online so we can say we’re married without buying into the production.”

“CC… You romantic little shit.” Gilda blushed as she stared at him. He wasn’t a bodybuilder, he didn’t have the tone for it. But there wasn’t an ounce of fat on his lean, lithe body. He wouldn’t be able to lift nearly as much as she could, but she could tell his legs and wings were toned. He wouldn’t be faster than Dash, but he’d probably outdo her just for sheer staying power. He’d have endurance.

“Gonna shower,” he said, pecking Gilda on the cheek. “Then we got a day to get through. Try to figure out what you wanna do for the vid today.” He got up from the bed and headed for the shower, showing off his fine, toned, sky-blue butt.

She watched him trot off then rolled to lay on her back. She tapped at her phone. “Soooo Chat, what would you all like to see me do to myself?”

There came a knock at the front door so soft that CC only noticed it because he was already on the way there. The stallion opened the door and smiled at the sight of Fluttershy. “Hey! Glad you could make it,” he said. “Give me like, five minutes to pull out and you can pull into my spot in the garage.”

The butter-yellow pegasus smiled with a small blush, yet still seemed to be hiding behind her voluminous pink mane that covered most of her face. She was wearing a thick blue sweater that did a fabulous job of hiding any assets she might have. The same could be said for her knee-length pink skirt. She seemed to be fiddling with her sleeves a bit. “Thanks for letting me stay.” She said softly, at almost a whisper. “I was actually preparing myself for this. Though the other girls didn’t have a room for me, I’m glad you’re letting me stay. I-I’ll try not to interrupt you two too much. Y-you won’t even know I’m here.” She nodded quickly as her blush grew.

“It’s fiiiine, I’ve got a few spare rooms, I wasn’t planning on using them,” the stallion waved her concerns off. “So, let me just, oh, wait.” He leaned back into the house. “G, Flutters is here! I’m gonna pull out and let her take my spot in the garage, you can help her move in!”

“Sounds good.” Came a call from the living room as “Flutters” took a step inside.

“Ummm, what’s… uh, What’s G up to?” Flutters asked, most of her face now a bright pink.

“Probably entertaining the perverts,” CC rolled his eyes. “Okay, c’mon, I need to go get things anyways.” He jingled his keys as he headed for the garage. “Go get in your car and then G can help you move in.”

The yellow mare quickly nodded and virtually bolted out to her car. A bit of garage roulette later, and the stallion was shutting the door behind Fluttershy’s car, leaving her trapped in the house with a horny griffon hen while he went out to do things.

Flutters, for her part, slowly trotted into the living room. She could see the back of the griffon’s head as the hen sat on the couch. Said couch faced the TV attached to the wall. To either side of the room were a couple plush la-z-colts. The laptop sat on the small table in front of the couch. Chat appeared to be blowing up.

“Flutters!” Came Gilda’s cry as the griffon got up.

Flutters really should have expected it, but she still stiffened and turned beat-red at seeing the naked Amazoness. She meep’d as the hen walked over and hugged her.

“Glad you could make it okay. I can pause here and get you settled in.” Gilda smiled as she stepped away from the steaming pegasus.

“N-no! No! That’s fine. P-please keep going, d-don’t mind me! I’ll be fine!” Flutters stammered out quickly. “I-I don’t want to disappoint Chat.”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.” Gilda put a talon on the mare’s shoulder. “And you don’t have to be so tense, loosen up.”

“I-I’ll try.” Flutters fumbled with her sleeves.

“Flutters, do I have to make a rule to help you loosen up?” Gilda said with a small frown.

“Ummmm? Maybe?” Flutters gulped.

“Do I have to institute a little to no clothes rule?” Gilda asked, raising a brow and snickering. “You don’t have to be on camera at all. It would just be around the house for a little bit. Just so you can get used to being around us without having to worry abou-”

“I was a camgirl!” Flutters blurted.

Gilda blinked. She took a moment to process. “What?”

“I… I was a camgirl. For awhile. After I turned eighteen.” Flutters said with a small pant.

“What was that about quiet ones again?” Gilda thought aloud.

“C-can I introduce myself to Chat?” Flutters asked, still fiddling with her sleeves.

“Sure?” Gilda said with a shrug, turning back towards the couch. The pair walked over to the couch and sat down next to each other.

“Sooo…. Chat, this is our new roomie. This is Flutters, she’s gonna be our moderator.” Gilda gestured to Flutters as the mare shivered and hid most of her face in her sweater and behind her mane.

“See, they love you. They think you’re adorable.” Gilda grinned at the mare.

“I-I see…” Flutters nodded, lowering her sweater a bit.

“No, Chat, I’m not going to molest her.” Gilda rolled her eyes at seeing the responses from Chat. “See, this is why we need you.”

“They… They like me that much…” Flutters gulped and let out a breath.

“Yes they do.” Gilda nodded and looked back to the mare. “So…. you really were a camgirl for awhile?”

“Yeah… mainly for my coltfriend at the time.” Flutters kept glancing back at the chatlog.

“You had a coltfriend? No offense!” Gilda added quickly. “Just. I’m sorry I can’t see you with a coltfriend. To be honest I always thought you were… well… gay?”

“It’s okay.” Flutters said with a smile at the hen, now visibly relaxing. “I’m… um… actually bi, if that means anything.”

“Doesn’t bother me.” Gilda shrugged. “By the way, I know I made the no clothes law thing, but are you okay? Want me to put something on?”

“N-no, you’re fine…” Flutters took a breath. “Can I… Ummm could I actually... “ She squeaked something out.

“What was that?” Gilda blinked, screwing up her face in confusion.

“Can- Can I- Ah! Fuck it!” Flutters suddenly snapped, grabbed the hem of her sweater and tugged it up. Her sweater came up and off.

Gilda’s eyes bugged out. Gilda, was a c-cup. Flutters, while she was still wearing a rather cute pink bra, had to have been a triple-d-cup.

Chat, for lack of a better word, lost their shit.

Where was she hiding those?!

Holy Tits!

There is a Goddess!

Gilda’s eyes snapped over to the chat for a moment before Flutters stood up and undid the button on her skirt and let it drop.

Turned out Flutters also had much more of an ass than Gilda’s toned one. Even if the mare was wearing “normal” white panties (with a noticeable wet stain in the crotch), there was still a lot more cheek than there probably should have been.

Flutters sat back with a huff as she blushed furiously and crossed her arms under her quite generous bust.

Gilda blushed just as pink and blinked at the mare. “Ummm…. Fuck… Now I’m feeling insecure. Is that okay. Just- Fucking Damn.”

“Why do you think I always wear sweaters and skirts?” Flutters asked glancing over at the hen.

“You know. I told CC that he’s not allowed to fuck anyone but me, and I intend to keep that promise, but… I’m sorry in advance, but I kinda wanna see his cock disappear in those tits.” Gilda admitted, staring at the pair.

Flutters actually smiled. “Oh?”

Gilda shuddered. The mare’s tone had changed. The hen met the mare’s lust-filled eyes. She gulped.

“Does the sexy Amazon want to see her coltfriend’s cock shoved between…” Flutters reached back and undid her bra. It fell and her breasts bounced with their newfound freedom. “These?”

Gilda shuddered. “Mom…” She moaned out only to blink and gasp. “Flutters! I am so sorry! I don’t know where that-”

She was silenced as a finger pressed over her beak. “Shhhhh…. I am older than you, Gilda, as everypony seems to forget.” Flutters leaned forward a bit. “Wanna be Momma’s chick?”

Gilda gulped.

Chat lost its collective shit for the second time that day. Mostly about getting CC to make good on that moan.

“...Huh. I just got a nice bump in the account,” CC mused. He’d already picked up a few cameras, but now he could afford that other thing he was thinking about. The cords to keep everything plugged in were cheap compared. He whistled a happy little tune to himself as he checked out of the electronics store. Now...how to get to that store. He’d never been.

It took a few wrong turns before he finally just asked his phone for directions, ending up at a store with blacked-out windows. The stallion nodded, hid the valuable stuff, locked the doors of the car, armed the alarms, and headed inside.

There was...okay, calling it a pervert’s paradise was doing it a disservice. Anything he might ever want for his impromptu show would probably come from here. Straps, collars, toys for every hole, kits for making bigger toys, like a sex swing…

Today, though, CC was after something in particular. He headed up to the counter and tried not to look too interested in any one thing.

“First time here?” The gray mare with a pink mane, wearing a black t-shirt, smiled happily. “You look a little lost. Wait a sec...” She frowned for a moment, then her eyes widened. “Oh… Hi…”

“Yeah, it’s my first time here, but I’m planning on coming back more if you all stock things I can use,” the stallion replied easily. “Right now I’m looking for something...specific. I just got a nice bump and I figured I’d put it to use right away.”

The mare shook herself. “Of course! What can I help you find?” The mare stepped around the counter while stuffing her hands in her jean short pockets.

CC pulled up his phone and tapped it to wake it up, before turning it around to show to the mare. “This,” he said.

Displayed on the screen was one of the latest toys to come to the adult market: the vibrator that pulsed harder depending on the music that it’s sensors could hear.

“I have plans for this,” CC explained when she looked up at him. “Do you have one?”

“Well, maybe you should get two…” The mare said, glancing back to her computer. “You know… in case one breaks?” She offered with a small blush. “Or, you know, three? Have multiple backups?”

“Depends on how expensive it is,” the stallion hummed.

“I can get you a discount… Dweeb.” She giggled.

“...Ah,” the stallion blushed and looked away, rubbing the back of his head with a hand.

“Hey, I’m a fan. And let me just say, you’re gonna need those. I’ll mark ‘em down twenty percent each.” She giggled while ringing up his items. “Oh and you might want to get home fast, things have taken… a twist.”

“...Oh dear,” CC rolled his eyes. “Tell me Gilda got Flutters settled before she went back on camera, at least,” the stallion muttered.

“... Not… really?” The mare smiled weakly. “And… Flutters kinda didn’t give her the option.”

“...Make it four,” the stallion said evenly. “I’ll be good for it at that big a discount.”

“Perfect.” The mare smiled. “Now go grab another one so you can enjoy your surprise.”

CC grabbed a fourth box off the same shelf and plunked it down next to the other three. “I already know what music to fuckin’ play it to,” he muttered.

“Oh Goddess!” Was the first thing that CC heard when he shut the door and put his bags down. Gilda happened to cry out a gain a moment later. “I’m- so- Close!”

The stallion breathed in, before pulling up his phone. The mare behind the counter had been quite understanding as to what his plan was. Two of the toys had been made ready to go the moment he got home, and the cameras had fresh batteries as well. So now…

With a small command, the speakers in the living room started to play some of the battle music from Doom. Then the stallion moved.

He was in the living room in a moment, seeing the naked butter-pone dominating his hen with her fingers and mouth alone. They didn’t really get a chance to see him before he was turning the toys on. They came on with a whirr, and then started vibrating intensely as they registered the music playing in the room.

That was about when the hen and mare’s worlds became pleasure, stuffed as they were with some of the best toys on the market.

“AH! Dammit! Dweeb! D-don’t surpr- Oh FUCK ME!” Gilda cried out.

“Mmmmm! Give it to Momma!” Flutters moaned lustily.

With them thus distracted from each other, he managed to get them sitting up on the couch, before the stallion set up his two new cameras at each of them. He hooked them up to a hub, which he hooked up to his computer. A moment passed while the computer registered the two new inputs, and the stallion smiled as he made them available for the stream.

“Hey Chat, you all have been horny bastards,” CC joked at them. “So, with your cash, I got some audio-vibes and started to take care of the pair of them. If you want to see one view over the other, I’m enabling those commands...now,” he said, tapping away at his keyboard. “And over here, if you want to change the song, the poll will run once every two minutes. Just vote for whatever song you want and see how they react to it.”

Of all things the thing that shot to the top of the list was.

BFG Division.

Both Flutter’s and Gilda’s legs twitched as spasmed as they shifted to hold each other, unintentionally pressing their breasts together.

“Mmm, now that’s a sexy sight,” the stallion agreed, shifting the cameras so that only one was needed and using the other one as a close-shot for a moment or three. “Okay then. You all know your shit and apparently want to punish the both of them for being kinky little femmes.” He clicked a few times and started up a straw poll. “Now, why don’t y’all tell me what you’d like to see happen next, hmm? No promises, but let’s see where the pulse of the people is.”

There were a slew of different responses, but one popped up more often. Fuck their tits.

“Heh, y’all are horny bastards, aren’t ya,” the stallion joked. “I think I’ll leave them on the vibes for a minute longer, and then I’ll pull ‘em apart and let you see me do that. Unless someone has a better idea.”

-RainbowFalls: Make Momma a momma.

“...Oooh, someone wants to see you get knocked up next, butter-butt,” CC called over to the pair of vibe-riding femmes.

“I-I’ll r-regret th-this later…” Gilda gasped out, digging her talons into the couch. “D-do it!”

Flutters slumped and spread her legs wide. “If I-I’m Momma… You’re Daddy.” She moaned out, squeezing two handfuls of her tits.

“The things I do for chat,” the stallion joked. “Okay. Start off with some tit-fucking, and then move into Flutter-fucking,” he outlined, already taking off his shirt.

“Mine first.” Gilda smirked through her blush, pressing her own pair together. “Th-then you get to graduate to h-hers, D-Dweeb.”

CC pulled his pants down, stepping out of his underwear at the same time. His already hard cock bounced free as he stepped forward, making sure to position the cameras at a favorable angle. “We’re gonna need a new couch soon,” he noted.

“How’s th-the donations?” Gilda groaned, staring at his cock.

The stallion looked over at the laptop and whistled. “Put it this way, they’re already repaying me for what I spent today,” he noted. “And plenty more promised for when I put butters to the test.”

“D-don’t expect tt-to be fucking F-Flutters all the time D-Dweeb. Y-You’re still m-mine.” Gilda tried to sound tough.

“O-Oh no… Th-this is j-just… Special…” Flutters breathed. “I-I don’t wanna be a homewrecker.”

“Well I mean, it could be one of the benefits to being our moderator,” CC teased, already lining his cock up with Gilda’s tits. “Or just a benefit of living with us.”

“G’s the head bitch. I-I’m just the… M-maid? C-can’t- Ah! C-can’t think…” Flutters arced her back as her legs shuddered.

“Hey, blame the chat for picking that song over and over again,” CC pointed out, rubbing the head of his flared cock between Gilda’s not modest breasts. Gilda responded by leaning forward and kissing his tip.

“D-don’t tease her…” Flutters bit her lip.

CC smiled at the camera and used his legs to grip onto Gilda’s body, before he started thrusting as much of his cock between the hen’s breasts as could fit. At least like this there was less of a chance of him breaking her.

“Oh Baby!” Gilda groaned, squeezing her tits together and stroked him as he thrust. “I-I’m just getting you ready. Y-You’re only g-gonna pop when you’re inside Momma…”

“Most likely,” the stallion admitted, not stopping or pausing for a second. “You’ve had, what, three months to get used to me?”

“Eh, ish?” Gilda grunted as her hips started to buck. “Gonna- Mmmm! Dweeb!”

CC pulled back and suckled on Gilda’s tits a little, to add that extra bit of sensitivity to what was currently coursing through the hen. The hen, for her part breathed heavy, panting breaths, before finally slumping back onto the couch.

“Well, that’s G down for the count,” CC said, pulling back and turning off the vibe stuck in the hen. The blue pegasus stallion then turned to Fluttershy.

Flutters bit her lip and fondled her generous chest. “Ready for more?”

“You think you can handle me, that’s adorable,” the stallion chuckled. He hefted the hen off the couch and put her in one of the armchairs, leaving the whole couch available for Flutters to lie down on. Flutters shifted around and laid back, very clearly eager.

“Okay chat, you perverts you, you’re about to see Flutters get tit-fucked,” CC said, straddling the mare’s stomach. His cock tip poked between the mare’s breasts as he gripped her waist with his legs for leverage.

“Mmmm, w-wanna see a magic trick, Chat?” Flutters glanced at the laptop. There was a chorus of yeses. Flutters encouraged him by pressing her bust against his tip. “I can make that cock disappear.”

Well, as it turned out...almost. She was generous. It would have worked on anyone else. But the very tip of the stallion’s flat head poked out from the top of her breasts as the cock was sandwiched between them.

“Awww…” She pouted, then started stroking him, making the tip pop in and out of her cleavage.

“Flutters, I think I’m supposed to be the one doing the fucking, here,” CC pointed out with a chuckle, using one hand to hold her still. Then he started to thrust back and forth, his hips pistoning and rubbing his cock between those generous mounds.

“B-but it was fun…” She sighed as she let him take over.

“Oh, trust me, we’re gonna have more fun in a moment,” the stallion smiled at her. “Plus, I can do that as well.” With that, CC started to rub the mare’s breasts with his hands, squeezing them and squishing them together, and over his cock. “While you get to feel me paying you all the attention~”

“Oooooh….” She started giving small mewlings at his attentions.

“Mmm, who’s a sexy butter-mare~” the stallion teased Fluttershy verbally.

“M-me…” She hummed and arced her back a bit, pressing herself into him.

“Now, I’ve heard you call yourself Momma Fluttershy, and I can’t help but notice…” CC rotated a hand behind himself so he could trail a finger up her still-toy-stuffed lower lips. “Mmm...I’m willing to bet that despite those big tits, you’re not an actual momma~”

“Mmmmph… No… O-only to fur babies.” She squeaked at his touch to her lower lips.

“So chat,” he said, turning to look at the camera, “How many of you want me to fix that for poor, innocent Flutter-butter here?”

“Do it, Dweeb. I’m being recorded so you can show me later if I get mad.” Gilda groaned from her chair.

CC barely paid her any mind as he looked over at his computer screen to read the chatroom.

The chat was flooded with variations of make her pregnant.

“Okay then!” the stallion smiled, using his hand to turn off the toy and gently pull it out of the butter mare. He slowly got off of her and eased her up into a sitting position, before he sat down on the couch next to her and in front of a camera, his cock jutting up and throbbing. “Chat wants you to have a turn on me,” he said to the mare. “This is probably the only way you won’t hurt yourself.”

Flutters sat up, then got up and shifted to grind her ass over his entire shaft. “Well.” She brushed a hand over his cock and rubbed her puffy lips over his tip. “Want me to test that out?”

“Mmm, let’s give the perverts what they want to see,” the stallion chuckled, one hand reaching up to squeeze a generous handful of yellow butt.

“You can spank it.” She hummed as she rubbed her lips over his tip, leaving a trail of dew on his tip.

“Oh, I’m going to do a bit more than that,” CC added, his other hand coming up to grab her butt as well. Then he started to help push her down onto his cock a little, just enough to get the head in.

“Mmmph!” She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip as she slowly sank onto his cock. Of course, CC had let go once the head was in...meaning her lips spreading wider as she sunk lower was all her. She squeezed her tits hard as she slowly reached the point where Gilda would bottom out.

“Mm, think you can take the last inch?” CC teased, one hand going around to her stomach and rubbing the slight bulge he was making in her.

“Mmmm, Lemme show you.” She held his hand there, and dropped into his lap, sinking all of him into her.

“Resent!” Came Gilda’s protest. “I love you Flutters, but you can fuck the hell off.”

“It’s a close thing, G,” CC called from under the butter mare. “I’m pretty sure she can just about take me. As if if I cum right now, she’s gonna swell cuz it’s got nowhere to go.”

“I know, I’m still jealous.” Gilda grumbled.

As he said that, she started rocking herself back and forth, grinding him against her innermost walls. “Do you want to cum?” Flutters looked over her shoulder at him.

“Hmm...here, let’s try a position change,” CC said, easing the pair of them into a new pose. “I mean, now that we know you’re deep enough.”

In a minute, Flutters was lying on her side, one leg held in the air, as CC sunk all of his cock into her pussy from behind her. He held onto her upraised leg as she got used to him getting just as deep as before...and then he started to absolutely wreck her pussy with the least amount of effort.

Flutters immediately grabbed at the couch, crying out, almost screaming as she came. CC’s hips were actually sprayed with mare cum as he drove into her.

The constant dinging of chat and their donations made him glance over for a moment, before he got back to giving Flutters exactly what she asked for- a good dicking. With all the effort the pair of them had gone through to work him up, it wouldn’t be long before he came. A thought crossed his mind, and he vocalized it.

“Flutters. Birth control. You on it?”

“Ye- Yes.” She gasped out. “I- I-I’m s-sorry.”

“When’s it run out?” the stallion growled, grinding their hips together as he asked the next question.

“Got- A- Week-” She stammered as her legs twitched and her hips bucked. “Th-then I-I’d need t-to get m-more.”

“No, you don’t.” CC pointed out. “Because you want to be a mom, don’t you?” He trailed a hand down her belly and pressed in. “You want to feel your stomach swell and know that you’re responsible for the foal inside you.”

“Yes! Daddy! Make me a Mommy!” She cried out as cum splattered against their joined hips.

That was it for CC, his hips stopped moving as his cock twitched inside of Fluttershy, pumping her full of seed much like he had Gilda. And thanks to his cock plugging the way out, it could only go deeper in, making her swell in no time.

Her eyes rolled back as her tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her hand grabbed clumps of couch as her whole body spasmed, before going limp, leaving her gasping for air.

Eventually the stallion pulled back out of her, leaving a small trail of cum oozing out of the mare. He leaned over and grabbed one of the cameras to put the completely wrecked pussy on display for the stream. “And that...is how you breed a mare,” the stallion huffed. “Well. Not quite. Not for a week. But I’m sure she’ll come back once she’s off those meds.”

“Dweeb, at what point did you turn into this demonic sex fiend?” Gilda said, finally sitting up and standing up with slightly shakey legs. She half-staggered over to lean against her stallion. “Or were you always like this and I just helped it come out in public?”

“It’s a little bit of the second one, and mostly the part where we got paid for being deviants on camera,” CC admitted. “Oh, check the chatlog by the way, I wanna know how well that went down.”

“You’re my adorable little sex-dork.” Gilda snorted as she plopped herself in front of the laptop. “Hey Chat… How’d you like theeeee…….. Dweeb? Dweeb.” She waved him over.

CC helped Flutters sit up, before sitting next to Gilda. His eyes widened as he looked at the window open on his computer. “So...oh. That’s…”

“A lot.” Gilda nodded, paling a little. “Chat. Do we need to become actual streamers and come up with soundboards and shit because. Stop. Some money is nice but. Fucking shit.”

“Well, the internet is generous,” CC pointed out. “If you do something they like anyways. And sex sells. I mean, it’s free to watch us since we aren’t big enough yet to get noticed, but I’ll take their generosity.”

“I mean, yeah, but… what do we do with all that?” She waved at the screen. Then she looked back to chat. Something caught her eye.

-RainbowFalls: I never expected to watch two of my friends fuck each other then get railed by one of the two’s coltfriend but here we are.

Gilda narrowed her eyes. “Rainbow… Falls….”

-RainbowFalls: Heyya G! Great show!

Gilda blinked, then paled.

“DASH?!”

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“No, chat. Now that I’ve got a clear head, I am not going to go around the house naked.” Flutters pouted as she glared at her laptop in her lap. She was back in much less revealing clothing. That being a long-sleeve t-shirt and sweatpants. “Ugh… Dash…” Flutters rubbed the bridge of her muzzle and squeezed her eyes shut.

“What is it?” Gilda asked as she rode CC while the unfortunate stallion attempted to play DOOM. Attempted being the key word. The hen was very distracting, the way she was squeezing on him. The hen was even teasing Chat by wearing a top.

“Dash wants to come over and try out Dweeb.” Flutters rolled her eyes. “Is Dweeb okay, I know it’s G’s term but it’s what Chat’s been calling him. Oh, also Chat’s being very well behaved, barring the occasional person who wants to see my… boobs…” She blushed, wrapping her wings around herself a bit.

“You got to admit, you could be very successful in Gilda’s place,” CC pointed out. “Not that I’m thinking of dumping you for her, G. Just saying, if she got her own stallion and camera, she could compete.”

“Oh… Umm… tempting?” Flutters blushed harder and focused on the chat. “Oh, um, Dash is still wanting to come over.”

“Uuuugh…. Dash…” Gilda groaned and face-taloned. “Why?” She sighed and stared at the webcam. “Chat, for a bit of info, Dash is a friend of Flutters and I from school. Dash was the Track Star. Oh, and in case anyone’s wondering, I was on the wrestling team. The boys wrestling team.” She chuckled as she settled down a little, hoving just over her limit. “Anyway-”

“Chat liked that, apparently they want to see you dominate Dweeb some time.” Flutters broke in.

“Ah. That can be arranged.” Gilda shrugged. “Anyway, so Dash is this short, wiry girl with no tits- Sorry Dash, I am just being honest here- She’s got a body built for Track. Her dad was in the qualifiers for the Olympics back in the day. Oh, and they’re both pegasi. Yeah. They have to deal with the drag of their wings, while still making time. Yet, Dash and her dad could do it. So, there’s some context. Oh, and how could I forget. Dash is a speed freak and a bit of a daredevil. If she’s not speeding while driving, there’s something seriously wrong.” She chuckled. She looked over her shoulder. “Sorry about that Dweeb, want me to keep riding?”

“Honestly, being able to concentrate is helpful when a demon is about to claw my face off,” the stallion said. “Oh, idea. Flutters, connect one of the cables to the TV. That way they can have a view of the game I’m playing and what G gets up to at the same time. So they can see it’s not my fault when I get fireballed, mostly because G decided to screw with me.”

“Oh! Okay!” Flutters scrambled up, setting down her laptop so she could start messing with HDMI cables.

“Ah, good idea.” Gilda nodded as she rose back up and started riding properly again. Of course, a well-timed thrust of her hips distracted CC from firing fast enough, and a Hell Knight managed to cave in his skull, making him wince.

“Did we get that in time?” Flutters asked, returning to her seat. “Oh good we did.”

“Dash still complaining?” Gilda asked, rolling her hips to throw off his aim again.

“Yep. She’s started begging n- O-oh my….” Flutters flushed. “D-dash no!”

“Huh?” CC raised his head and looked over at Fluttershy at that outburst.

“She’s offering to… ehm… be used by all of you.” She squeaked out.

“You know what?!” Gilda snapped, glaring at the webcam. “Come over Dash! Speed your way over here! You do that and I’ll impale you on this thing myself! You want the cock? Come and get it if you think you’re hard enough! Dweeb?! You punch her cervix with your flare every single time you thrust in, you hear me?! Make her fucking regret it!”

Gilda had CC’s cock in an angry, hot vice. For Flutter’s part, she simply hid behind her wings.

“She- She’s on her way over…” Flutters announced softly.

“...I think she took you seriously,” CC noted, trying not to piss off the hen further. “Guys I’m gonna have to stop playing, I think G needs some personal attention before she claws something off or out.”

Gilda, almost in response, spun herself around, propped herself up on her knees, grabbed CC’s shoulders with her talons and started to ride him in rough, hard, almost painful rises and falls. She gave angry grunting moans as she worked out her anger on her coltfriend.

CC, no fool he, used his hands to grab onto Gilda’s hips and met her thrusts with his own. Every time their hips almost met, she felt his cockhead batter the entrance to her womb as they lost themselves in the haze of hate-fucking. Well, they didn’t hate each other, but G was very angry right now, and he was hoping she...wouldn’t be afterwards.

“Ummm, if you care, Chat demands more aggressive Gilda. Ummm, you know, whenever…” Fluttershy announced, peeking out from behind her wings.

“Flutters…” CC huffed. “Bring that camera in here, show them what it’s like for a hen to be stuffed.” Thrust, squelch, griiiiind...the noises were very lewd to anyone who could hear them.

Flutters got up and grabbed one of the cameras and got on her hands and knees to crawl closer to show Chat the juicy details. Her normally butter-yellow face was now a deep shade of red.

“Oh yeah...G’s gotten very good at this,” the stallion praised. “Then again, I don’t know how much she practiced before me.” One hand smacked one of Gilda’s asscheeks lightly.

“Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!” Gilda grunted. “Only- Toys- And- Talons-” She huffed out every word.

“...Flutters, smack that ass with me,” CC said with a smile. “I think she likes it~”

Flutter’s eep’d and raised a shaking hand, only to do little more than stroke her cheek as it touched.

“No, like this,” CC countered, raising his other hand and evening out the smacks by putting one on the other side as well.

“O-oh. O-okay.” Flutters squeaked. She set the camera down off to the side for a different angle and stood behind the hen. She bit her lip and shivered a bit. She raised a hand and gave a cheek a light tap.

“I bet Chat wants to see you smack her ass harder~” the stallion egged the butter mare on.

“I d-don’t know…” Flutters chewed her lip.

“Do it, you Dweeb!” Gilda snapped, craning her neck to glare at the butter mare.

Flutter’s face seemed to go blank. “Okay.” She said in a monotone. “If you want it that much.”

Flutters raised her arm high and brought it down. The smack echoed around the room. Gilda’s whole ass jiggled from the shock as the hen gave a very eagle-like screech.

“That’s more like it,” the stallion praised her. “Put the camera on a tripod so you can alternate the hands you use,” he suggested. “I’m sure Chat is going nuts over you right now as well.”

“It’s over there.” Flutters gestured to the camera and where she’d set it, before taking a breath, only to unleash a barrage of slaps against each cheek.

Gilda had shifted to hug her coltfriend as her thighs shook violently. Her tunnel was hungrilly milking at his cock as she came.

“Okay, okay, ease up Butters,” CC called. “Gilda’s done for now, and we know what she gets off to.” He positioned his hands between Fluttershy and the hen’s butt, helping to shield it from further abuse.

Flutters stopped and stepped over to her seat to sit back down quietly. “You said to spank, so I spanked.”

“You did a good job too,” the stallion said, slowly rolling Gilda off of him to sit next to Fluttershy. “But she’s cum just from the spanking, so, time for her to get some time away from that for a bit.”

“I hate you both…” Gilda muttered, wincing a bit as she shifted to lay on her side. CC sat up and pulled the laptop closer to himself, going through the Chatlog.

“Dash should be here soon.” Flutters commented only for the front door to knock, causing her to perk up.

“She said she was coming over… what, five minutes ago?” Gilda asked with a sigh as Flutters got up. CC pulled Gilda into his lap, before he began petting the hen for the camera. Nice, wholesome cuddling after some rough sex. Never mind the fact that neither one of them had a stitch of clothing on.

“Hey, sexy.” Came a rough voice from the entryway.

“Hey Dash.” Flutters said with an exasperated sigh.

“Living room,” CC called from the couch for the benefit of Dash.

Flutters came back in to return to her seat, as in walked a sky-blue pegasus with a bright mane and tail of rainbow colors. She was sleek, and wiry with taught muscles mostly focused in her legs and core. Her bust really was on the small side, but she seemed to make up for it with her massive pair of wings shimmering with oil. (How she ran with them was anyone’s guess.) She looked to be soaked with sweat. She was wearing a tight white t shirt with a clearly visible black sports bra. She was also in tight shorts that clung to her toned backside.

“Hey.” Dash announced standing by the couch. “G, looking hot. Dweeb…” She said with a snort.

“Fuck you, Dash.” Gilda gave her the finger.

“Gonna be serious, didn’t think she’d actually come over,” the stallion commented, still petting Gilda as he sat, and she laid on his lap like an oversized cat, on the couch.

“Well duh.” She stepped forward and waved at the camera. “Hi chat, I’m Dash, or RainbowFalls if you saw me in chat.”

“They know.” Flutters rolled her eyes.

“Dash. Get stripped and get on that dick, or did you not hear my shouting due to the sound of your engine?” Gilda growled.

“Pffft, I was at the gym G, it was only a few blocks away.” Dash waved her off. “I’m all sweaty though, shouldn’t I shower off?”

“That’s Dweeb’s choice.” Gilda grumbled as she sat up and winced as she stumbled over and flopped into another chair.

“Yeah, she probably should clean up first,” CC said with a small nod.

“Yeah… be back soon!” Dash trotted out of the living room only to pause. “Wait, where’s the bathroom?”

“The good shower’s second floor, first door to the right.” Gilda called out, then shook her head. “I can’t believe she’s here.”

“Well… you did kinda invite her.” Flutters pointed out.

The stallion of the group waited for a minute longer, for the sound of Dash using the shower, before he turned to Fluttershy with a smirk. “Why don’t you go make sure she can’t cover up again so easily?” he asked the butter-pone.

Flutters blushed. Then her face grew into an absolutely devilish grin as she got up and trotted out.

“You’re an asshole, and a monster, and I love you.” Gilda rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“Mm, love you too,” the stallion cooed back, looking back at the chat’s window. Oh, they liked the idea he’d had.

“What are you plotting?” Gilda asked as Flutters came back in with a bundle of clothes and sat them on the couch next to CC, before once again returning to her seat and laptop.

“Not sure if she didn’t notice, or didn’t care.” Flutters said with a shrug. Suddenly she blinked and flushed pink. “Dweeb!” She gasped and shot a look at CC.

“I’m just gonna…” He took the bundle of clothes and hid them under the couch. “There. And now she’s got nothing to wear~”

“Seriously, what are you planning.” Gilda glared. “I don’t trust you.”

“Well you were the one saying you should institute a no-clothes rule,” the stallion pointed out. “And now we kinda have.”

Gilda pointed at Flutters, who eep’d. “That was more of a joke. Or at least something limited.”

“Eh, point,” CC shrugged. “It’s not like she’s gonna take my old room and live here.”

“She has her own place. She’s not staying.” Gilda grumbled again. “I love her to death as a friend, but… she can be a bit much.”

“She can get kinda loud, and competitive… and latches onto ideas like a bulldog.” Flutters added.

“So wait. If we told her whenever she wanted to stay over she had to be naked, she’d do it?” the stallion raised a brow.

“Yeah/Absolutely.” The two girls said in unison.

“Huh.” CC blinked. Chat binged. The stallion chuckled at what they were saying.

“Oh fuck… What do they want now?” Gilda dropped her arm over her eyes.

“They want you to collar her,” the stallion said succinctly. “Since you’re the ‘alpha bitch’.”

Gilda tugged at her collar, a moment then removed her arm. She blinked at CC, then at the laptop on the table. “No.” She said flatly. “I’m fully aware and not lost in the fuck haze. No. Stop Chat.”

“Kinky, but maybe a bit much.” Flutters nodded.

“Okay! Who took my clothes?” Rainbow virtually strutted in buck naked. “Thanks. I needed them cleaned anyway.”

“Dash… I’m naked, and you’re making me uncomfortable. How do you do that?” Gilda shook her head.

“Can’t handle my awesome.” Dash took a wide stance and put her hands on her hips.

“So Dash, come join me on the couch here,” the stallion said, patting the couch and moving the laptop so the stream would be able to see the new girl in the house once she did that.

“Dweeb this is not the Casting Couch.” Gilda groaned as Dash sat down comfortably next to CC.

“Hey Studdly.” Dash smirked at him.

“Why not introduce yourself to the stream?” the stallion suggested, pointing out the camera on the laptop.

“I see it.” Dash commented as she looked at it. “And I did already. They know me.”

“Well yeah, but they’ve not seen you naked before,” CC pointed out.

“So what?” She lounged back and spread her legs. “I’m naked now and now they see it.”

“Mmm, they love that,” he admitted as the chat dinged a fair few times. “Okay, so, why not tell ‘em why you decided to come over?”

“Dweeb, quit with the bad porn dialogue.” Gilda commented. “I thought this was supposed to be laid back and amateur.”

“Oh, chill G.” Dash snorted. “So! I am here to take as much of that cock as I can.”

“Well, good luck with that,” CC commented with an evil grin as he spun two plans together. “Tell you what. You manage that, I’ll give your clothes back. You don’t, and you have to be naked every time you visit.”

“Dweeb, pause a sec. What’s the win, loss conditions? What is she supposed to manage?” Gilda asked, frowning at her coltfriend.

“Taking the whole thing on her own is a win,” CC agreed to describe the conditions. “If she needs someone to force her down, she loses.”

“Heh. What?” Rainbow blinked.

“Excuse you?” Gilda stood up. “Dweeb, I love you, but what the fuck?”

“...You were the one telling me to fuck her not twenty minutes ago,” CC pointed out, looking up at his griffonfriend. “And I quote, ‘I’ll impale her on it myself, punch her cervix every time you thrust,’ and so on.”

“Yes, I remember, but punching her cervix implies that she can’t take all of it. Meaning that the rules you’re setting aren’t fair. Yeah we are supposed to have fun here, and yes I was pissed. But I don’t want Dash actually getting hurt.” Gilda crossed her arms under her chest.

The stallion raised one finger and had a brilliant counter. “And where did I say she had to take me all in her puss?”

All three females just blinked at CC.

Gilda looked over at Dash. “Have you actually done anal?”

“Yeah, but…” Dash gestured at CC’s cock. “Damn. I’d probably have to take it slow just to get used to it.”

“And are you okay with that?” Gilda asked, sitting back down.

“I mean, maybe? Sure?” Dash shrugged. “Fuck, make Dweeb play something while I inch myself down or something.” She shrugged.

“For the most part, Chat’s actually being sensible for once and is being encouraging but cautious.” Flutters said, staring at the chat log. “Though there is the occasional pony who calls you a wimp or a pussy.” She continued, frowning.

“Okay, let’s do something a little more calm,” the stallion hummed. “That way the focus is on Dash.” He clicked out of the game he had been playing and decided to boot up a new one. “Plus, new game.”

“Lemme adjust the screens…” Flutters clicked around. “And we’re set.”

Dash stood up. “Gilda, got any lube? We’re gonna need it.” She actually grimaced a bit as she saw CC get properly hard again.

“Yeah.” Gilda nodded and quickly walked out, only to return a moment later. She handed a container to Dash. “Keep one in the downstairs bathroom, just in case.”

“Chat’s gonna love this.” Dash groaned as she unscrewed the lid, knelt down, and started slathering the lotion-like goo on CC’s cock. “I’m not sorry that it’s cold.”

“Whoo, that’s bracing,” the stallion admitted, shivering a little. “Still, I think the three hot femmes in the room will help keep me hard.” True to his word, his cock remained sticking up.

Dash shuddered as she circled her back entrance. “Yep. Might regret this.” She grumbled as she straightened and turned around. She leaned back and slid his flare between her cheeks.

“Be careful, Dash.” Gilda cautioned.

“I’ll be fine… I think.” Dash bit her lip.

“That’s what Gilda said, the first time,” CC noted idly.

“Hey, I had to take awhile to get where I got.” Gilda pointed at him.

Dash pushed slowly, hissing as she felt herself slowly part. “Why do you have to be thicc?”

“Clearly, to punish mares that think they can take me all in one go,” the stallion snarked.

“That or you’re cursed.” Flutters commented, she looked over as she hummed. “Huh that reminds me of a comic I read. A guy was cursed by a witch because he was a womanizer. The curse was he’d be too big for any female. He ended up being staked to the ground to be a sacrifice for a dragon. Turns out the curse didn’t accomodate for dragons. Not for lack of trying, every time he came he’d get longer, thicker, or his balls would grow… for some reason. He ended up fucking the dragon and kinda becoming her lover.”

“Neat.” Dash grunted as his head managed to pop inside. “F-Fuck…. Gonna need a minute…”

“Take all the time you need,” CC commented, idly starting up the game properly. “Hey Flutters, get ready to poll for a name for the place. That happens fast if you know what you’re doing.”

“Kay. Got any ideas?” Flutters asked, returning to tap away at the keyboard.

“I mean, I know what I’d like to call it, probably will start a second save just to do it off-camera, but this is about what the stupid things Chat can come up with to call it. Just keep in mind, if it’s rude or obscene, it won’t go through,” the stallion noted.

“Huh… Okay… soooo…. Some notable ones,” Flutters cleared her throat. “The Feathered Harem. The Nest. Dweeb’s Harem. … Honestly most of these have Harem in the name.”

“I like the Nest.” Gilda commented.

“Mmmmph! Same…” Dash grunted out as she slowly pushed down on CC’s shaft. The bulge he was making in her wasn’t as obvious as it would be in Gilda or Flutters, but they could take him.

“Well, how about a straw poll of the top five options,” CC posed, only pausing a bit as Dash was taking more and more of him. “Nest and four others. We’ll see what they vote for by the time it comes time to suggest a name.”

“Gotcha. Gimme a sec to pull up the polling site.” Flutters nodded.

“Doing okay, Dash?” Gilda asked, glancing between her and the TV.

“Yeah. Yep. I’m just fine.” Dash said with a hiss, nearing CC’s medial ring.

“Oh look, she’s about halfway down,” the stallion noted, one hand wrapping around to Dash’s front and groping her nearly-flat tits. Nobody said he couldn’t cheat.

“H-hey! Th-those get sensitive!” Dash snapped, jumping and causing her to slide down and bump against the ring.

“Just cause she’s an A-Cup doesn’t mean she doesn’t get anything out of them.” Gilda commented, shrugging.

“Oooh, and here I thought I was just teasing,” CC smiled. His fingers played across her breast, before flicking the erect nipple.

“Eep!” Dash yelped, clenching around his shaft.

“Keep that in mind, Chat, lack of breast doesn’t mean she doesn’t like it when I pay attention to them,” the stallion said. “I bet she has the same amount of nerve endings of Fluttershy’s tits in a smaller package.”

“That’s… probably not biologically accurate, but sure?” Flutters said with a shrug. “I mean, it’s like in any Shonen where the lead shrinks a big power by compressing it into a smaller space.”

“Weeb.” Gilda chuckled.

“Yep.” Flutters smiled at her.

“Why do you think I wear sports bras and stuff.” Dash grumbled, now back to pressing against his ring. “Ugh, seriously Dweeb, you’re only going to get so far. It might not be possible to take all of you. G and Flutters are just bigger, literally.”

“You’re just fun-sized, Dash.” Gilda grinned at the pegasus.

Dash glared at her, pouted, and flapped her wings in irritation.

“Hey, how long should we let the poll stay up?” Flutters asked.

“Until...now. Name suggestion is-” the stallion prompted Flutters as it got to the point where he could name the island.

“The Nest.” Flutters said without any fanfare. “By a large margin.”

“Heh. Okay, personal challenge then, try to get as many winged residents on the island as possible,” the stallion chuckled.

“Island? What is this, The Bachelor?” Gilda raised a brow. “Honestly, who else is there that we know?”

“What about Gabby, that girl from your hometown?” Flutters offered.

Gilda blinked and stared at Flutters. “Gabby? How do you even- Wait- She’s in the-”

“She’s in the Chat, yeah.” Flutters nodded, entirely deadpan.

“Of course, because, why wouldn’t I want a girl who was like my little sister watch me get fucked?” Gilda rubbed her eyes with her talons.

Flutters suddenly giggled.

“What?” Gilda deadpanned back at the butter pegasus.

“Sh-she called you O-Onee-chan.” Flutters said through giggles. “And her chat name is FriskyFeathers69.”

“Fucking kill me now.” Gilda groaned. “Fuck, how can we be sure it’s even-”

“She said that she caught you flicking it behind Grandpa Gruffs place.” Flutters cut her off.

“Gabs, I’ll fucking kill you!” Gilda squawked sitting up quickly.

“Sh-She live nearby?” Dash groaned a little as she made it past the ring, slowly sinking down even further. “This feels so weird, don’t think I like it all that much, but, it was a bet… ish.”

“Oh, she’s halfway across the country.” Flutters commented. “Aaaand now Chat is chanting Road Trip since Gabs said she wanted to visit her sister.”

“Ugh… I can imagine the incest comments. Gross. Kill me now.” Gilda grumbled resting her head in her talons. “Well, the plus side, even if she leaves now, it’ll take a couple days to get here by driving.”

“If Chat pays all of Gabby’s travel expenses, I’ll fuckin’ keep her here like I do you,” the stallion quipped at the hen. “Waking up with a hen on each arm sounds good to me.”

“Ummm Dweeb? Gabs said that she likes blowjobs and talonjobs, but hates anal, and doesn’t really get off by vaginal. She said to tell you, as she says just in case that’s a deal breaker.” Flutters read off.

“So we warm up with Gabby, go into fucking Gilda, and then it’s the Dash marathon hour as she tries to stretch to take me,” CC commented. “I’m not seeing a problem here.”

“On that note, I’m coming up on my limit here.” Dash gasped, she still had a few inches. “At this point fuck me losing, I just don’t wanna end up in the hospital from something like this.”

“Wanna stop, Dash?” Gilda asked, looking up and over at her friend.

“Gimme a sec.” She seemed to try to push then stopped. “Yeah, that’s it. Not going any farther.”

“Someone get a measuring tape to tell how far she got,” CC quipped.

“I got it.” Flutters set her laptop down and trotted over to the kitchen. She shuffled through some drawers until she pulled out a measuring tape. As she walked back over, she commented. “Oh, Chat was wondering about fucking G in every room of the house. A room a day, so they say.” She knelt in front of the pair and unrolled the tape. “She’s missing… three inches, almost exactly.”

“Whelp, guess that’s that. Dash is too small to take me,” the stallion chuckled. “I’ll stick to fucking Gilda then, she at least squeaks and chirps when I hilt in her.”

“Sorry to disappoint.” Dash grunted as she slowly slid herself up and off of him, as Flutters returned to her seat.

“I’ll be the main, and occasionally, you’ll get to do something with the other two. Maybe make it a donation-based thing for the next stream or something.” Gilda offered, relaxing back into her seat.

“Idea,” CC said out loud. “Every stream, we vote on who the focus of the next one is. Those who donate get their votes counted for more. Nobody who votes for free gets excluded, but we have to afford the costs of living here, so those who toss money at the screens get their voices heard first. So like, if you donate five bucks, you get twice as much sway, and so on.”

“And Chat agrees.” Flutters nodded.

“Basically, yeah.” Gilda nodded.

“And, I’m gonna go shower again.” Dash winced. “Oh that’s gonna feel weird for a bit.” Dash half-stumbled off to the hallway.

“Huh, she’s walking with a bit of a limp there, and we didn’t even get to the point where I’d fuck her brains out,” CC commented. “Anyways, time to start playing properly!”

“Do it.” Gilda nodded. “Should we stop the stream for now?”

“We did make quite a bit already today.” Flutters added. “Though they’re requesting something later this evening.”

“Like I said, Chat, if you put a description in the donation as to what it’s going to - In this case, the Gabby Relocation fund - then when that goal gets met - likely a couple thousand - Then you get things. And we’ll try to put on a good enough show for you.” CC nodded to the camera. “For now, let’s turn off the main cameras and just have the gameplay going on, it’s still early in this game’s life. I think I’ll play for about an hour, get the first day stuff done, show it off for the stream. Suggestions are open for after-dinner fun.”

“Lemme… Kay, camera’s off. And, a poll has been made for this evening’s show.” Flutters chewed her lip as she worked.

“Great. I’m putting something comfortable on.” Gilda said, getting up. She walked by and kissed the top of CC’s head. “Have fun.”

“Flutts, pass me my boxers, I think they’re by your chair, please?” the stallion asked. “It’s really all I should be wearing until after the next show.”

Flutters bent over her chair and tossed them to him. “And while you play, I’ll work on things like a website.” Suddenly Flutters blinked. “Soooo… CC? Your, our, whoever’s this show is, is getting up there in regular watchers. We’re right behind the top streamers.”

She flipped her laptop around to show two ponies and a changeling.

The Queen kissed the Princess and rode the Prince’s face, while the Princess rode the Prince’s cock.

“We’re right behind The Royal Trio.”

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“So, thanks Chat. You’ve provided more than enough money over the past couple days.” Gilda smiled at the laptop as she sat on the couch in only a pair of black shorts. She rested her beak on her talon as she read from the Chat. “Gabs is already on her way. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if she had a bunch of stuff packed the moment she said she wanted to go on a road trip. Oh, Dash? She’s out getting some stuff from home and heading to the gym. She might be back later.” She commented at Chat’s questions.

“Flutters is…” She picked up the laptop. “Right there.” She pointed the webcam at the butter mare in sweat pants and a sweater. “Say Hi, Flutters.”

“Hello.” Flutters smiled at the laptop and waved, before going back to her own laptop.

“Flutters, is setting up a website that she’s gonna link to the stream.” Gilda announced as she sat back down. “Dweeb is in the shower. Just getting himself cleaned up. Also, I think we all need a little bit of a rest. Can abuse the holes all day, as much as we’d want to.” She chuckled. “Yes, yes my boobs are fine. I was wearing a bra before the stream, thanks for the concern about my spine Chat. Flutters needs to worry about it more honestly.”

“Yeah, might get a reduction someday before they start causing issues.” Flutters commented. “Having breasts this big can be a bit of a problem, at times.”

“I never expected Chat to be so caring. Well, when we’re not fucking like rabbits.” Gilda shook her head and read a few more responses. “What’s Dweeb gonna do? I don’t know, more DOOM? Maybe some Animal Crossing?” She shrugged.

The sound of the shower shutting off slowly hit the ears of Gilda and Fluttershy. Apparently CC had managed to get himself clean at last. It would probably be a few minutes before he deemed himself dry enough to join them in the living room.

“And Dweeb’s out of the shower. Not sure what he’ll want to do.” Gilda shrugged. “What do I want to do?” She blinked. “I dunno. I mean, I did want to run a sports team or a wrestling team or something, but… I’m actually kinda content making money the fun way. And hey, in a few days Dweeb can knock me up.” She winked at the camera. “Imagine it Chat, me bloated with cum one day, then watching me blow up over time with eggs.” She raised a brow at the replies. “Yeah, yeah. All of you are degenerate perverts.”

“Hey Flutters!” the stallion called from upstairs, sticking his head into the hallway.

“Yeah?” Flutters called out, looking over her shoulder. “Do you need something?”

“Any word on that paperwork I submitted last night?” CC asked. “City hall said they’d get back as soon as they could.”

“Not yet.” Flutters replied. “Then again it could come as email or letter, so it might be a day or two?” She shrugged.

“Yeah, fair enough, don’t expect the burcacy to go any faster than it has to and all that.” The stallion eventually emerged in nothing but a pair of gym shorts, at least, as far as they could see. “Gonna get some exercise in that isn’t fucking,” he commented.

“Enjoy your run.” Flutters smiled back at him.

“Yeah Chat, I have no idea what he’s talking about. Supposed to be a secret.” Gilda shrugged.

“You’ll find out when it gets here,” the stallion commented dryly. “Took a lot of digging up, but I’ll make it work. And for now, time to run around the neighborhood.” He pecked Gilda on the cheek, and gave Fluttershy a hug, before heading out the front door.

“That’s my stallion.” Gilda giggled, blushing a bit. “He was a flabby nerd, like, months ago. And now he’s taking care of himself and he’s getting fit and it’s kinda hot to be honest.”

“It’s just a good thing that he just wants to take care of himself.” Flutters added.

“Exactly.” Gilda nodded. Then she paused. “Wait… He showered, got himself all clean…. Then decided to go for a run….” She blinked. “That boy…” She sighed, face-taloning. She ran her talon down her face then blinked at the chat. “There’s a fitness game for Switch? Huh. That’s a good- Chat, no, we are not turning his exercise into more fucking.”

“They can be single-minded when they want to be.” Flutters added.

“Valid.” Gilda nodded. “So, I can bring that up to him. So he doesn’t have to go running. And I’ll need to remind him to exercise before he showers. Yes, I know he can rinse off, but… idk it’s not like we have to worry about bills much at the moment.” She shrugged. “Yes, I have showered and cleaned up. No worries.”

She looked over Chat more. “Wait… I play DOOM? Like twenty-sixteen or Eternal?” She blinked. “Either. Okay. I mean, I’m not normally that much of a gamer- Do what now?”

“What?” Flutters looked at her.

“Set up the camera.” Gilda sighed. “Twenty-sixteen but every time I die I have to remove a piece of clothing. Gimme a sec.” Gilda stood up and shifted through some of her piled clothing. She threw on a bra, a t-shirt, and some pants, before sitting back down and reaching for the controller. “Fine Chat. Ugh, I feel like I’m going to regret this, but, what difficulty should I play on?”

She waited for responses.

She narrowed her eyes at Chat. “At least make it fair!”

CC eventually made it back home and opened the door. Sweat was apparent on his body as he walked into the living room. He was about to say something before pausing and taking in the situation.

Gilda...appeared to be playing Doom. And not doing too bad at it. Well, she’d gotten a fair few levels in at least. But...why was she mostly-naked while doing it? Also, she hadn’t even looked up to say hello to him when he walked in.

She paused the game and looked at the chat log. “Chat- Yes- Stahp! I know I’ve been looking for the way to get to the secret, just let me figure it out. Fuck, never thought I would be a completionist.” She unpaused the game and switched to the plasma rifle.

“Well when secrets give weapon upgrade points, and those upgrades are the difference between life and death, you kind of need to explore everything,” CC quipped, walking up behind Gilda on the couch and kissing the top of her head. “Afternoon, love.”

“Hey Dweeb.” Gilda commented, not looking away.

“How was the exercise?” Flutters asked.

“Invigorating,” the stallion said. “Met like three mares going the other way though. Which was weird, when they started to change course to follow me.”

“Maybe a case of dat ass.” Flutters giggled. “Oh, and Chat had an idea for you.” She tabbed over and showed him what was on the laptop. “Some exercise game for the Switch."

“No… No! No- Fuuuuu- Oh thank fuck…” Gilda paused the game and slumped against the couch breathing heavily. “That was close…”

“Huh,” CC commented. “Well. I mean I could do that. I never had the cash before. It’s like a hundred bucks for the game and exercise accessory. But that’s not really a concern now, is it?”

“We’re kinda doing great in terms of money. Hell, I started keeping a set amount to put into a Savings Account.” Flutters smiled.

“Good plan,” the stallion noted. “Wait, that was after we started up a Gabby fund, right?”

“Yeah. After.” The butter mare nodded. “Haven’t heard from her since early this morning, by the way. She should be here, some time soon....” She shrugged.

“Well, we’ll figure out things when she arrives,” CC quipped. “I think I can get that game at the local store. I’ll take the car out and go pick it up once I clean off again. Don’t want to go stinking up a place.”

“That would probably be best.” Flutters nodded. “Oh, and since she’s occupied.”

“Suck my clit!”

“Gilda wanted me to remind you to do any exercising, then shower afterwards. Also, exercising when you get up is apparently healthy for you.” Flutters finished.

“I’ll keep it in mind,” CC replied. “I’m used to taking showers when I wake up, so it doesn’t matter to me when I clean up, as long as I do. In any case.” He kissed Flutters on the cheek and headed off to the shower, giving the butter mare a wonderful view of his behind, trapped in tight exercise shorts as it was.

“When did his ass get toned?” Flutters blushed.

“I don’t know some time- Mother fucker!” Gilda snapped and face-taloned. “Fine. Bra’s coming off.” She shook her head and undid her bra to set it on the pile next to her. “Okay, I know what went wrong there.” She picked up the controller and rolled her neck.

“It’s okay, G.” Flutters consoled the hen. “It’s a game, and you’re having fun right?”

“Yeah. Actually.” Gilda nodded. “Chat, these panties are not coming off!”

CC returned to the living room to find Gilda naked on the couch, leaning back with her legs spread, looking very irritated and still playing.

“I love this game, and I hate Chat.” Gilda stated. “Shit, I’d probably like the game more if I could walk through this game on an easier difficulty.”

“Ah,” the stallion noted. “Okay, that explains the lack of clothing. So...what happens now that you’ve lost it all?” he questioned.

“Lewder and lewder positions.” Flutters said, watching the hen play.

“Huh. And here I thought you’d get like, I don’t know, a glass dildo or something to spread her with so everyone could see inside her.” Where the stallion got the idea from, they didn’t know.

“Not that far yet.” Flutters pointed at her screen and the chat log. There was a counter for number of deaths and achievements. Each had different things under each category. It looked like number of deaths was outpacing achievements.

“...Noticing that her putting her clothes back on isn’t one of her rewards,” CC pointed out.

“She didn’t seem to mind at the time.” Flutters shrugged.

“Dweeb, Flutters, what am I at?” Gilda asked.

CC was confused, allowing Fluttershy to answer the question in his stead. She’d organized this while he was out, apparently, so she should know the answer.

“Mmmm Cyberdemon no deaths gets you… You can sit however you like.” Flutters commented.

“Oh… fuck me…” Gilda groaned. “I can’t even hunch over to focus.”

“As long as they’re not planning on putting me in her punishment list, I have to go out and get a game,” CC quipped. “You can’t download this one, it’s physical copies only because you also need the ring to do the exercises.”

“You do that.” Flutters nodded. “Hey, maybe Gabs will get here when you’re gone?”

“If she does, I hope she isn’t put off by how I apparently treat my hen,” the stallion quipped. “Leaving Gilda to the mercy of Chat and all.”

“We’ll see?” Flutters shrugged at him. “I mean, I appeared innocent, right?”

“You still tend to wear your big sweaters and hide everything, so you still do look innocent ninety-five percent of the time,” CC pointed out logically.

“You've… got a point.” She blushed.

“OhI’mgonnadie! I’mgonnadie! Immadie!” Gilda babbled, her eyes wide as her talons flicked around the controller. Surprisingly, she managed to not die against the creature, the character pulling out the demon’s mechanical power source and detonating it.

“Wait for it,” CC said as Gilda started to relax.

Then when both the Slayer and Cyberdemon were dragged to Hell, the demon got back up.

“You… mother… fu- SHIT!” Gilda jumped, her talons clenching around the controller and sending her fingers into a flurry of motion. “Nope! Nope! Nope! Fuck you!”

“G. You got this.” Flutters encouraged softly.

“I think I’m gonna go before I get blamed,” CC commented just as softly. He kissed the top of Fluttershy’s head before making his way to the front door again. He had a shop to visit. On his way out the door, though, he did manage to hear how G’s latest attempt was going…

“WHY IS HE FASTER?! NO! NO! CHAINSAW! EAT IT! GIMME AMMO!” The hen screeched.

It wasn’t that hard to find the game Chat had suggested to him. It came in its own box, so that he couldn’t miss picking up the ring for all the exercises as well. The price tag used to be steep, but these days it was a drop in the bucket.

The hard part was waiting in line.

“CC?” A voice made the stallion turn around in line.

That… Was his old English teacher, Miss Harvest. The older, dark red-coated, brown-maned kirin mare was in sweat pants and a t-shirt and was clearly not expecting to run into anyone, let alone a former student. She was also holding her own copy of the same game. “Hi… Uh, fancy seeing you here?”

“Yeah,” CC waved the box at her. “I need to get in shape, and this was suggested to me as a fun, enjoyable way to get exercise and feel rewarded for it at the same time. So I’m picking it up. I would have considered the price tag a bit steep a little while ago-”

“Yeah! I understand. M-my son suggested it to me too.” She replied quickly with a hint of a blush. “Has your job been keeping you busy?” She seemed to regret saying it the moment it left her mouth.

CC’s eyes widened and he looked around, to make sure nobody else had picked up on what Miss Harvest had said. Nobody seemed to be curious, so...carefully worded answer time? That could work. “Well,” he said slowly. “It has irregular hours, but the co-workers are very nice to me. You could hardly call it work, if you enjoy doing it as much as I do.” That was totally innocent, right? Right.

“Of course.” She nodded. “I get that. It’s why I started teaching, initially. It’ll be weird not seeing you and Gilda as much.” She blinked. “I mean, not seeing you in general. Ahem, I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re good,” the stallion waved her concerns off. “And hey, nobody said we had to stop talking. We’re both adults, we can make our own choices on who we keep in contact with.”

“You are absolutely right.” She nodded while taking a breath. “We’re adults here. This is fine.” She smiled. “Ahem, so, you said your roommates treat you right?”

“Yeah, well, I mean, only one was planned at the start of this little venture, but I seem to have picked up another. Not that I’m complaining at all,” he stipulated. “I’m glad to give her a room to stay in when her parents wouldn’t.”

“That’s really nice.” She replied. “Oh, and if we’re referring to each outside of school, you can call me Honey. Yes, I’ve heard all the jokes before. It’s like my parents wanted me to be a stripper or a porn star.” She giggled and blushed. “Sorry... Again.”

“No, it’s fine,” the stallion waved her concerns off once more. “Honestly, it’s nice to talk to you outside of a school setting. You’re much more relaxed when you’re not chewing someone’s head off for a dangling participle.”

“Right? Use the definite article! She giggled again. “Oh! You’re up, by the way!” She pointed over his shoulder. “It was great talking to you!”

“Oh, thanks,” the stallion said, turning back to the counter and plopping the box down for the cashier to scan.

Honey waved as he left, leaving him wondering if he’d see her again.

Gilda was gasping for breath. The credits were rolling. She was soaked with sweat and was slumped against the couch. “I… feel like I’ve been fucked for like, three hours.”

“That’s…. Not too far off.” Flutters nodded. “You did very well and you died less and less as you went on. I’m proud of you G, you adapted and got better as you played.”

“Might have to do this again, just to play for enjoyment.” Gilda nodded. “Feel like I need a shower. Again.”

There was a knock at the door.

“Fuck me…” Gilda grunted and got up. “I’m gonna shower, you let her in.” Gilda said. “Sorry chat, we’ll introduce Gabs later.” And she cut the feed.

Flutters nodded and waited for Gilda to retreat before she set her laptop down and got up. Taking a breath, she trotted through the living room, through the hallway, and into the entryway to get to the front door. She opened in and was greeted by a grinning gray-feathered and furred griffon hen. Flutters guessed her to be late teens to early twenties, and she appeared to be a little taller than Dash. Her bright blue eyes sparkled. She wore a t-shirt with an anime girl on it she didn’t recognise (A red-maned, red-eyed, cream-colored mare with bat wings, winking and doing an impressive job of hiding her bust behind her wings). She also wore some rather tight jeans. Her bust appeared to be a little smaller than Gilda’s yet larger than Dash’s. (Then again, any mare would be bigger than Dash, not that she’d say anything like that in pony.) The hen bounced on her paws like a giddy child as she held onto a rolling travel bag.

“Flutters!” Gabby, or Gabs, cried and immediately pulled the mare into a hug. The hug also resulted in Gabs shoving her face into the mares bust.

“Eep! H-hi G-Gabby!” Flutters said, stiffening a little.

“Hi!” Came the muffled response before the hen tugged her face out. “Chat was so nice to help me get here!”

“They sure were.” Flutters nodded.

“Hey, loosen up. I’ve seen you naked, that’s like massive compared to this. Oh and where’s Dweeb and Gilda? Oh! And call me Gabs.”

“O-okay. Ummm, Gilda’s showering after Chat challenged her to DOOM.” Flutters replied, finally breaking the hug. “Dweeb- Eh, CC went to go get a game to help him exercise from home. O-oh! And come on in.” She stepped aside and let the hen pass by her.

“Ooooo! Nice place.” Gabs grinned and looked around as she walked through the house. “I’m sure I’ll see ‘em soon.” She rolled her bag up to the back of the couch and left it standing there. “So this is the famous living room,” She seemed to take a breath in. “Gilda must have really worked hard in here. I can still smell her.”

“Well, she did just run up to take a shower.” Flutters nodded. “So, make yourself at home? I’m gonna sit back down and make a little announcement on the site and stream.” With that, she sat down and started tapping away at her laptop.

“That’s fine.” Gabs continued to look around the living room and wandered into the kitchen. “Hey do you have anyone to manage things like merch, or the website, or even a health professional just in case?”

“Uhh, not that I know of?” Flutters said blinking and looking in Gabs’ direction. “Those… might be something to look into. I can probably manage the site, but a health professional on demand wouldn’t be a bad idea.” She hummed and bit her lip.

“Oh, is there a no clothes rule?” Gabs asked, poking her head out of the kitchen.

“Eh? Kinda. Depending on how we’re feeling and if Gilda or CC even want to enforce it. Dash is a wild card. Sometimes she comes in and strips, other times not.” Flutters shrugged.

“Should I?” Gabs asked with a lewd wink at the butter mare.

Flutters blushed. “W-well… i-it’d make an interesting first impression.”

“Oh, what should I say to CC and Gilda when I see them.” Gabs came back out to the living room. “Hello onee-chan, do you want your dinner, your bath, or me?”

“Now that’s kinda over used.” Flutters blinked blankly at the hen.

“Eh heh, you’ve got a point.” Gabs giggled, sticking her tongue out. “I’ll come up with something!”

The door opened again. “Got the game,” CC called from the doorway as he closed the door. “Seeing as how I already exercised today, I’ll start it tomorrow. And I see Gabby’s here, judging by the unfamiliar car full of stuff in the driveway.”

“Dweeb!” Gabby started to jump up and down in place.

“You don’t say.” Flutters said, already a little tired of the excitable hen. CC walked into the living room to put the game away next to the others and paused to take in Gabby’s appearance.

“Hey Stud.” Gabby winked at him, putting a talon on her hip.

“Hey yourself,” CC commented, putting the game with the rest and taking a spot on the couch. “So, where did you want to sleep while you’re here?”

“Well, where’s open? I could take the couch.” Gabs said, bouncing on her paws a little bit.

“Well, my old room has been converted into the new guest room, or you could take up one of the sides of the master bed, sandwich me between you and Gilda,” CC joked. “I can think of worse ways to wake up than between two hens.”

“Oooo sleeping with onee-chan and her lover? Sounds kinky.” Gabs giggled giving him bedroom eyes.

“Well, you’d have to earn it,” CC pointed out. “You did just use up a lot of the money Chat donated to get you here. I think you should give them a show first, see how well you come across to the viewers.”

“Ooooo! Kinky!” Gabs grinned happily and leapt onto the couch. “Want me to show off to chat?”

“At this point we’ll need a black leather couch to replace this one.” Flutters commented, glancing over at the pair.

“Hey, I like this couch!” CC protested. “It’s nice and comfortable.” He pulled Gabby into a hug and looked at Fluttershy. She was the one in charge of the streams, now, so she would tell them when they were online or what Chat wanted.

“I get it! It was a casting couch joke!” Gabs giggled.

“And, we’re live. Chat’s already full of Gabs.” Flutters rolled her eyes.

“Hi Chat! I’m Gabs!” Gabs waved at the camera.

“They think she’s cute. Some think she’s innocent. Do they remember the fact that you mentioned talonjobs and blowjobs?” Flutters raised a brow at the hen.

“Everyone assumes I’m the cute, innocent little chick. I’m not.” Gabs smirked at the camera. “I’m a dirty bird…”

“Why is it every hen I run into is dirty?” the stallion commented, idly running his fingers through Gabby’s head feathers.

She pressed her head into his hand. “Who knows, maybe you just attract all the females like some hentai protagonist.”

“Yeah, I attracted you from across the country,” the stallion quipped, rubbing her head gently. “Oh, by the way. This visit, is it a you staying here thing, or just a short stay? I got no problems either way, I think Chat will pay for your moving fees easily.”

“I just brought stuff for over the weekend. I could move in, if everyone wants me to.” Gabs smiled cutely.

“Well, how about you give them some incentive, hmm? Flutters, start up a new donation pool, for Gabby’s moving services. If we get enough to offset what it’d take for her to move in, she’s ours,” the stallion said to the mare behind the camera controls.

“Got it. Gimme a minute or two.” Flutters nodded, tapping away at the keyboard.

“So Dweeb, should I show off a little, since, you know, everyone else has.” Gabs pushed her head into his hand.

“Whatever comes naturally to you, little birdy,” the stallion teased Gabs, eventually easing up on the petting so she could do...whatever she planned to do.

Gabs leaned back and hooked the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down and off, revealing gray panties that were already stained. She tossed her shorts onto a chair, only to grab the hem of her shirt and pull it up. She happened to be wearing a black bra underneath, only to toss her shirt onto her shorts. “Chat, should I remove more?”

“They’re already saying yes.” Flutters announced.

“I’m starting to think it’s not the hens that are the dirty ones in this equation,” CC commented dryly.

“Dweeb, we know that Chat are a bunch of perverts.” Flutters giggled. “Not that, that’s a bad thing. They want some… Oh my. Titties and puss.”

“I guess this whole thing is about you showing off,” CC smiled, edging out of the way of the camera so he wasn’t taking up space for Gabs’ debut.

“Mmmm… I’ve always wanted to do this…” Gabby sighed as she unclasped her bra and held it over her breasts. She stood up and let her bra drop to the floor. She shifted her talons and cupped her breasts and squeezed herself. She let out a whine before sliding her talons down her stomach to hook her panties. She turned around and slowly pushed them down, bending over as she did. A line of pink peeked out between her legs as she bared herself for the camera. She stepped out of her panties and turned to sit on the couch, leaning back and spreading her legs. She slid a couple talons down her stomach and pressed them between her lips. She gave a breathy sigh as she slowly spread her lips.

“Not to ruin your scene, but Chat loves you. A lot of not so innocent, and hot replies.” Flutters spoke up.

“I’m glad they like her, they only paid for her to come over,” CC quipped. “She’s lewd and cute at the same time,” the stallion also observed. It was very hard to not interrupt one scene and replace it with a different one, but this was her debut.

“Dweeb. This working for you?” Gabs batted her eyelashes at him, rubbing her two fingers up and down her spread lips.

In response, CC spread his legs a little, to reveal the bulge straining his shorts a fair bit.

“Awwww… Poor thing…” She cooed. “Wanna let him out?”

“Only if you want to see him, I know you have preferences, and this is your first stream and all,” the stallion replied easily.

“Mmmm, can I stroke you?” She asked, visibly getting wetter. “You can cum on my face if you want.”

“So naughty~” CC cooed, undoing the fly on his pants and pulling them down, leaving only the thin boxers as the separator between Gabby’s eyes and his dick. “Come and pull it out then, if you want to see it.”

She reached out and stroked him through his boxers. She hummed as she slowly tugged it out, wrapping her talon around it and stoking up as she pulled it out. The whole thing was just as large as she’d imagined it had to be, if it was giving Gilda such a hard time. It throbbed and pulsed under her attentions, the warmth it gave off just as strong as his body heat.

Her fingers slid up and started to circle her clit while slowly stroking back down. She stroked back up and tried to keep her circling move in time with her stroking.

“Mmm, you’re good at that,” CC praised the hen. “Most of the time, G and I don’t do foreplay,” he admitted.

“That’s a shame.” Gabs said a little breathily, stroking and circling a little faster. “I kinda exclusively love foreplay. Sex… honestly doesn’t interest me as much as making guys and girls happy.”

“Everyone has something they like,” the stallion noted out loud. “As long as you’re happy, then I’m happy to have you, Gabs.”

Gabs’ suddenly jumped as someone sat on the couch next to her. Her head whipped around to be met by Gilda’s tits. She looked up. There was Gilda. She was naked, sans a collar, but it was still her. Gabs gasped. “Onii-”

Gilda’s finger pressed over her beak. “You finish that sentence, chick, and I’ll break your nico-nico-kneecaps. Now stand up.”

Gabs stood up. Removing her hand from herself yet still stroking CC.

“Hey Dweeb.” Gilda said, shifting over then patting her thighs for Gabs to sit. Gab’s head immediately wedged between Gilda’s tits. The smaller hen blushed furiously as Gilda spread the hen’s legs. “Keep strokin’ him.”

Gabs nodded. CC could feel the smaller hen’s shaking as she stroked faster.

“Hey Gabs.” Gilda said, rubbing Gab’s inner thighs. “Can I tell ya somethin’?”

“S-sure...” Gabs stammered.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for years…” She said huskily into the smaller hens ear.

Gabs whined loudly as Gilda’s fingers started to rub over the gray hen’s lips. Gabs’ stroking was fast and uneven. Gilda spread Gabs’ lips as her fingers circled Gabs’ clit.

“Hold up okay, Dweeb?” Gilda looked over at CC.

“Y-Yeah,” the stallion panted. It was the most intense session he could remember being a part of, so far. Then again, he didn’t know what he was expecting with two griffons under one roof.

“Scoot a little closer Dweeb.” Gilda ordered, shifting a talon up to squeeze Gabs’ breast as she circled gabs’ clit faster. “Do you both wanna cum?”

“Uh-uh-huh!” Gabs nodded and gasped loudly as her hips started to buck. Flutters took the time to shift a camera closer. Gabs’ pussy was visibly contracting as she bucked her hips. CC’s cock was twitching and oozing seed from his flared head, and the stallion was doing his best to hold himself as still as possible.

“C’mere babe.” Gilda ordered, roughly pressing down on the smaller hen’s clit. “Cum on her.”

CC let out a low moan as his hips started to buck. His cock twitched a few times, before he started spraying his seed out to coat the smaller hen’s talons as she stroked him.

“C’mon Gabs.” Gilda rubbed Gabs’ clit hard. Gabs’ pussy dribbled a little as she gasped for breath. “Cum for Onee-chan.”

“GAAAAAHHHH! FUUU- -UUUU- -UUUCK” Gabs back arched as her legs twitched and spasmed. Clear fluid spurted from the smaller hen’s pussy, only for a second spray to arc over and splatter against the laptop's camera. Gabs gave one last smaller spurt of fluid, which landed on the floor, then she collapsed against Gilda. Gabs’ legs twitched occasionally as she gasped for air. Gabs looked quite out of it.

“Oh Good Girl…” Gilda cooed, hugging the shaking hen.

“I’d say that’s a good intro,” CC commented once he got his breath back.

“H-holy Sh-shit.” Flutters was beet red as she looked at the chatlog. “W-well… Most of the responses are I came too. I… might need to excuse myself too...” She said as she got up and hurried away.

Gilda just held the smaller griffon as Flutter set her laptop down and retrieved a towel to wipe the errant fluid off the main laptop. CC fell back as his cock oozed a little. The whole mess would take lots of effort to clean up, he was sure. Wait...had Gilda gotten off? He turned his slightly glazed gaze over to the alpha hen.

“What?” Gilda asked, raising a brow at the stallion.

“Do you not need some more attention?” CC managed to get a coherent thoughtline together enough to vocalize his concern.

“You take her.” Gilda shifted the smaller hen over to the stallion. “I’ll give them a bonus show to finish out the stream.”

“Mkay,” CC mumbled, letting the naked hen cuddle him. “Hey,” he said, hugging Gabs a little closer. “You did great.”

“Thhhanksss.” Gabs groaned, blinking slowly. “I feel… gooood….”

“Yes, that tends to happen after Gilda fucks you,” the stallion noted. “Let’s just be lewd and cute for the camera, kay?”

“Mmmm kay…” Gabs nodded, snuggling into him. “Everything feels… great.”

“You know, I was gonna fuck myself, but you two are fucking cute.” Gilda looked at the pair.

“Nobody said we can’t have both,” the stallion pointed out. “Cute over here, while you’re lewd over there.” One of his hands stroked along Gabby’s back as they laid on one part of the couch.

“What was the term from Lit, Juxtaposition?” Gilda shrugged and sighed as her talons slid down to her crotch and her fingers rubbed over her clit.

“That’d be the one,” CC nodded. “Mmm. Good thing I have the job of being cute with Gabs here.”

“You two do that.” Gilda rolled her eyes as she pressed down on her clit, causing her to shudder. She looked at the camera.

“Now, perverts. Hope you’ve got one more in ya…”

005 - Big Voice, Big Heart

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Dash was in a particularly good mood. The past few days had been hot (in the best way), and she was free to come and go as she pleased. Plus, the gym was like five minutes away.

Which is where she was at currently. She’d just finished a set of reps, causing her arms to burn (again in the best way), and was sitting down on a bench with a powerade.

“Hey Dash! Nice going today!” A burly voice she recognised made her ear flick.

She looked over to see Snowflake. The white furred, massive beast of a stallion was grinning at her. His tiny wings could barely be seen on his back due to the sheer amount of muscle that made up most of his body. He wore black sweat shorts and a white t-shirt, both seemed a bit too tight, but that probably wasn’t his fault. How do you find clothes in Size: Brick House?

The stallion’s red eyes twinkled. “Great hustle today, keep it up!” He cheered, sitting at another bench and taking a long draw from his water bottle.

“Thanks Snow.” Dash nodded. “Been keeping an eye on everyone?”

“Always.” He nodded, sighing a little. “How are things with you?”

“Well I got in contact with an old friend of mine. Things have been pretty intense, but great.” Dash said, unable to stop her blush.

“That’s nice.” Snow nodded.

“Yeah, I get railed so hard I might not need to come here.” She chuckled and winked at him.

He blinked. “Come… Come again?”

“Oh, I plan to.” She stuck her tongue out.

Snow blushed bright pink. “Oh, well, c-congrats?” He wasn’t his normal boisterous self. He had quieted down and almost seemed bashful.

“Thanks! Yeah, getting dick from G’s boyfriend while she watches is pretty great.” Dash gloated, almost uncaring for who heard.

“That’s….” He gulped. “That’s great.” He tactfully crossed his legs.

“Fuck yeah it is.” Dash nodded, smirking. “And Flutters gets to be the mod for the online stuff.”

“Oh, Fluttershy’s there too? That’s… Nice.” He looked a little downtrodden, not that Dash even noticed.

“Oh, you should have seen their first stream. CC actually got into her womb.” Dash bit her lip.

“Wait-” His brow furrowed and he looked at her. “He did what?” He frowned. “Is she okay? Is she hurt? Do you know if there’s any damage?”

Dash blinked and looked at him. “Huh? G’s fine. I mean, there seems to be some soreness, but-”

“She should get checked out just in case.” Snow hummed. “Mmm I do have my bag in the car. You said they stream? Have they checked themselves out for any damage afterwards? Extended sessions can cause damage that you don’t initially see.”

“Well he also fucked my ass.” Dash commented.

“With lubrication, right?” He raised a brow.

“Duh! I’m not stupid.” She huffed, crossing her arms and pouting.

“Good, anal can be dangerous.” He nodded at her.

“And, you know all this how?” Dash raised a brow. “I thought you worked here.”

“No, I volunteer here. I work as a part-time nurse.” Snow explained. “Things have been a little slow lately, so I got some time off. I’ve been spending time here keeping morale up and helping where I can.”

“You wouldn’t happen to be free for the rest of the day, would you?” Dash asked.

“Yeah, generally, why?” Snow blinked.

“Mind giving all five of us a bit of a check up?” Dash grinned.

“All five of us? I thought there were four of you?”

Gabs lazed on the couch, naked she grinned at the TV. One camera was pointed at the hen, another was pointed at the TV. The hen was watching some hentai that had blown up. Featured a red-maned succubbus as the lead.

“Gabs. Somehow you're keeping viewers just by watching anime.” Flutters commented as she sat in her chair, looking at her laptop.

“Hey, the show’s good.” Gabs pointed at her.

“We’re just attracting the weebs.” Gilda called from the kitchen, as she made lunch with CC.

“Yeah. I can see that.” Flutters rolled her eyes.

“Five bucks on someone saying I keep attracting the hens,” the stallion joked with Gilda.

The sound of the front door opening didn’t really have any effect on the housemates.

“Hey flock, I brought someone home from the gym.” Dash announced.

“Better not be another female, you’re supposed to consult me first.” Gilda called back.

“Or Chat, but she wasn’t here to do that either,” CC pointed out.

“It’s not a female.” Dash said, trotting into the kitchen, followed by Snowflake.

“Shit!” Gilda’s eyes widened.

“Who’s-” Flutters looked up, and gasped immediately. Her laptop clattered to the ground. “Snowy!” The mare crowed as she tried her best to wrap her arms around the surprised and heavily blushing stallion.

“H-hi F-Fluttershy.” Snow said weakly, appearing not to know what to do with himself.

“Sorry Stream gotta stop here. Gonna meet the new friend.” Gabby announced, stopping the stream herself and pausing the show, before getting up.

“Hello there,” CC said, looking the stallion up and down before turning to Dash. “Trying to make me feel bad about how long it took me to exercise?” he joked.

“Nah. Nah.” Dash shook her head. “This guys a medic. I asked him to come check us out.” She grinned and thrust a thumb in Snow’s direction. Who was gently hugging Flutters and was trying to avoid looking at the bouncing form of Gabs who was desperate to say hi. It probably didn’t help that Gabby wasn’t wearing much of anything, as she was fresh from the stream.

“Okay...does he need a room to do that in?” CC asked, tilting his head a little in confusion. “If so, I’ll take Ring Fit upstairs to exercise with while he looks you all over. Takes me a good half hour anyways.”

“That’s fine.” Snow eased up and nodded at him. “Fluttershy, since you're so close, want me to start with you?”

“Yes please.” The mare grinned up at him.

“Okay, Gilda.” Snow removed the stethoscope from his ears. “Everything seems to be good.” He nodded. “Your blood pressure seems a little high, then again it is in most griffons in general.” He looked at his impromptu clipboard as Gilda rolled her shirt back down.

“And the stomach pain?” Gilda asked.

“That’s rather obvious.” He looked at her. “You bruised your womb and uterus a bit, based on the location of the pain and the recent circumstances.”

“I figured.” Gilda nodded. “Thanks. Oh, and I’m gonna be ovulating soon and I want to get pregnant. Any suggestions?”

He blinked. “Don’t have him pull out. I also have a list of some foods and drinks that might be able to aid in conceiving, then again those are based around studies with ponies. You’re not on birth control, are you?”

“Not anymore.” Gilda shook her head.

“Then you should be set already.” Snow said with a nod.

“Does the… amount… of cum affect anything?” Gilda asked, blushing a little.

“No, why?” He furrowed his brow in confusion at her.

“No reason!”

“So, Dash,” Snow looked at her. “I’m gonna be honest. You’re actually underweight.”

“What?” Dash blinked.

“You don’t have enough good body fat, you could get sick easier. Especially if it gets colder out.” He explained calmly.

“But I don’t wanna be fat!” Dash said with a whine.

“I’m not saying get fat, I’m saying that you need a little more weight for your own health.” He rubbed his eyes with his fingers. “It’s only gonna be noticable depending on where your body decides to hold it. You never know, you might get more of a backside.”

“Well….. That doesn’t sound too bad…” Dash huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I’m not even mad. That’s actually really impressive.” Snow commented as CC pulled up his pants. “You seem to be in perfect health. The exercise is doing you good.” He nodded. “Your emm… phallus seems a tad raw so maybe pull back on the daily sex, I know you’ve got a thing, but, for your health. If you need to, I can suggest some lotions to help heal that faster. I’m sure Gilda wouldn’t mind helping apply those.”

“That’d probably be for the best,” CC admitted. “I mean, I am building up my stamina with the exercise, but it’s not a quick solution, and there’s only so much you can do to exercise for that sort of lifestyle.”

“Exactly.” Snow nodded. “I’d recommend more protein in your diet. Eggs, or maybe a shake after you do your exercising.”

“I can do that, easily,” CC nodded. “I mean, I already have eggs for breakfast, but I can figure out a shake, surely. I’ve got a blender lying around the house somewhere, I could make something.”

“It’d probably do you good.” Snow nodded again.

“Mmmm, you’re perfectly fine.” Snow stated. “Nothing of note, I can see without a full doctor’s office visit.”

“You sure? Because I’ve had cum stuck to my wings a few times.” Gabs said, looking worried.

“It’s fine.” He sighed, blushing a bit. “It’ll come out.”

“Everyone seems to be doing okay, sans Dash needing to put on a bit of weight.” Snow said as everyone sat in the living room. “I can come back every so often for check ups.”

“Ummmm, could you come by to hang out sometimes?” Flutters asked, blushing and not looking at him.

“Emm. Ahem, I’m sure I could.” Snow blushed, not looking at her either.

“Awwww, they’re so cute!” Gabs cooed.

“Snow, Chat wants to see what you’re packing.” Gilda commented from the couch.

“I- might pass…” Snow gulped as he and Flutters blushed harder.

“Do we need a camera for when you come over to cuddle Flutters?” CC asked with a raised eyebrow. “The cute is strong with the pair of you.”

“...maybe.” Snow actually squeaked.

Flutters hid herself in her sweater.

“Awww! Look at them! They’re so cute!” Gabs bounced on her chair.

“And now Chat’s feeling wholesome.” Gilda added.

“Wholesome chat?” CC laughed. “That’ll be the day. What, are they donating to see more cute things?”

“Actually, yeah.” Gilda nodded. “They request Snow and Flutters cuddles.”

Both the mentioned ponies stiffened and flushed brighter.

“Gabs, turn that camera around so Chat can see the moderator and her coltfriend,” CC said, sitting on the couch with a devilish smirk.

Gilda did, just as “Coltfriend?!” Flutters gasped, hiding herself with her wings. Snow sat in the smooshed chair twiddling his thumbs. Gabs just grinned at the pair.

“This could be a nice counterpoint to lewdness,” CC observed as he leaned back on the couch. “Just a camera on Flutters and Snow that turns on when they cuddle or act cute.”

“Juxtaposition.” Gilda nodded sagely. “Showing two opposite things next to each other to show the differences.”

“You know it,” CC nodded at the hen. “So, what should we doooo…”

“... Do we have anything multiplayer?” Gabs asked.

“I mean, you could join me on the island in AC,” CC pointed out. “I think it can support a lot of people.”

“I’ll help!” Gabs said happily.

“Sure.” Gilda shrugged.

“I have animals to take care of.” Flutters smiled.

“I’ll watch.” Snow said, nodding.

“Snow, Chat has a challenge for you. Flutters is allowed to play, but she has to sit in your lap.” Gilda grinned at the pair.

“EEP!” Flutters yelped as Snow’s eyes widened.

“Ohdear,” CC chuckled. “Okay, let’s get your characters all set up,” he said, creating new accounts for the resident hens first. “And then we can have you pick a spot for your house once you create an avatar...and once all of that is done, we can all play together.”

“Yay!” Gabs leapt for a controller.

“Ummm, is that okay?” Flutters asked Snow.

“So, long as you’re okay with it.” Snow glanced at her.

As everyone was handed a controller by Gabs, Flutters got up and moved over to plant herself in his lap. She got comfortable… then…. Flutters eyes widened as Snow stiffened. “Sorry!” Snow yelped.

“I-it’s okay. J-just a r-reaction.” Flutters nodded quickly. “D-don’t worry.”

“O-okay. Sorry again.” Snow did everything in his power to look small. It wasn’t working.

“Alllright, so this is the island, I have gotten a fair few things done on it since last time, like catching all the month-specific bugs and fish and giving them to the head of the museum,” CC said. “I also made a proper fruit orchard. Granted, we’re still missing a few fruits, but I can work on that. Oh, I alsoooooo...got bamboo! So when that grows we’ll have repeatable daily money to work with. And joining me today is all the lovely femmes of the house!”

There was a chorus of hello’s from the room.

“A-and our new friend S-Snow.” Flutters added.

Gilda snorted. “I never expected to come to a porn site and find wholesome game time. I’m not disappointed.”

“Yeah, well, Snow’s our new health expert, and he says I should take it easy on the sexing up of the femmes, so as to avoid rubbing my dick raw for you perverts,” CC said out loud for Chat. “Also, don’t expect our first stream performance to be repeated, like, ever. Wouldn’t be good for G.”

“Hey, I’m not that cock hungry.” Gilda grumbled.

“No, but Chat is full of pervs,” CC pointed out.

“Yep!” Gabs crowed. “You should have seen the commentary I was getting earlier.”

“We can always just do something fun every so often.” Flutters added as she leaned back and relaxed into the muscled stallion, who was relaxing himself.

“Yeah, and this is that. Oh, here, let me make you all some tools, I am loaded with stuff,” CC noted. “Now, in this game, the tools do break, but if you make them out of iron, they break less often. And I’ve gotten info on how to totally break the economy of the game without using a glitch at all, so I’ll be trying that later tonight.”

“So what do you need done?” Gabs asked, rocking in place happily.

“Welll...now, this is just what I’ve seen done, mind,” the stallion smiled and tapped the side of his nose conspiratorially. “But. If we go to the docks and take a trip to a deserted, random island. Doesn’t matter what it is. And then just strip it of resources, except for the stuff we’d need to make more nets. Then we’re forcing the game to, in this very dense, high-spawning area, spawn tarantulas like 75% of the time it spawns a bug. And they sell. Like ridiculously well.”

“Cool.” Gilda shrugged. “It’s not normally my type of game, but I can see the appeal.”

“Tarantula murder!” Gabs cried.

Fluttershy gasped. “No! Not the spiders!”

“We’re not killing them, we’re just catching them and passing them on for enough money to pay off a mansion,” CC clarified. “Heck, if you mess up they will attack you and knock you the heck out.”

“Oh, that’s much better.” Flutters smiled. “Can I herd the spiders?”

“If anyone can, Flutters can.” Dash snorted a laugh.

“I don’t know if you can do that.” Gabs added.

“She can run and be the bait to get them all after her in a line, and we can stand by with nets ready to catch them,” CC suggested.

“G. I’m catching more than you.” Dash announced with a smirk.

“Like fuck, you are! Gimme that butterfly net!”

006 - Beach Bums, and other parts

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“So, you have a van, why?” Gilda asked Snow as she sat in the passenger seat of the old, beat up “surfer dude” van.

“It was my brother’s, gave it to me when he got a new car.” Snow smiled at her as he drove down the highway. “It gets me where I need to go and has space for if I need to move anything.”

“Oh, yeah, moving. I need to finish moving my stuff out of my place, cause my lease will be up at the end of the month.” Gilda hummed.

“I told you G.” Dash commented from the back seat.

“I’ll make a note.” Fluttershy said, staring at her laptop from her spot in the middle seat, next to CC.

“Thanks Flutters.” Gilda said. “Gotta admit, that while the money is nice, taking a break from the web is kinda nice.”

“I’ll take some pictures for chat.” Dash added. “Fuckin’ hyenas.”

“Now now, they’re the ones that suggested we take a day at the beach, while the weather was still nice for it,” CC pointed out reasonably. “Not sure what all I can do while we’re there, but it’ll be nice to relax for a day at least.”

“Swimmings good. Sun’s good for you, mostly. Napping on a beach towel isn’t bad.” Snow listed.

“Sandcastles.” Flutters added.

“I don’t like sand. It’s coarse and gets in my feathers.” Gilda grumbled.

“Ugh. Don’t mention that movie.” Dash groaned out.

“Huh? What movie?” Gilda asked, craning her head around to look back at Dash.

“...When we get back, movie night,” CC suggested. “We’ll need to be able to get each other’s references or understand when we’re making them.”

“Hi, I’m the Dark Lord Agrippa.” Flutters said quietly, giggling.

“Liiike that one,” CC said, mostly to himself.

“Awww.” Flutters wilted a little.

“Yep.” Gilda nodded. “Movie night, tonight.”

“Sounds good.” Dash agreed.

“And, it’s not the ocean beach, but hey, a big lake is good.” Snow announced turning into a mostly full parking lot.

“Woo!” Dash cheered as the van pulled into a spot and parked.

“Sun, sand, and water are all you need for a good summer day,” CC pointed out, unbuckling himself. “I’ll grab the cooler, you all find a spot,” the pegasus stallion suggested.

The group unbuckled and piled out. Flutters and Gilda made their way onto the beach with a few towels, while Dash and Snow grabbed umbrellas and a blanket. Both Flutters and Gilda were in a t-shirt and shorts, having their swimsuits on underneath. Flutters also had her laptop under an arm.

“Oh, How’s our numbers?” Gilda asked as the pair looked for a spot. Both Flutters and her didn’t notice the sign they passed.

“We dropped down to three. The Royal Three are still at the top, obviously, and we dropped below Change Gang.” Flutters said as Gilda pointed out a spot and they started setting towels down.

“Right because the idea of a bunch of royals fucking for the common folk is hot, for some reason, and who wouldn’t love the ability to bang whoever you wanted? Gilda rolled her eyes as she sat down on the towel and tugged her shirt off to reveal a black bikini. “Shapeshifters probably eat well too, so, bonus.”

“Mmm’hmm.” Flutters nodded, sitting crosslegged and opening the laptop.

Dash and Snow joined them. Snow laying down the blanket and Dash setting down a couple umbrellas for shade.

“What’s up?” Dash asked.

“Eh, just asking our positioning online.” Gilda shrugged.

“Ah, yeah. I’d expect us to slip a bit.” Dash shrugged too.

Snow seemed to be blushing and looking at the blanket.

“What’s up?” Dash gave him a look.

Snow just gestured around, causing the other three to look around. The stallions and mares around were in varying degrees of undress. Some mares were topless or even naked. Same went with some stallions.

“Did you guys not see the sign?” Snow asked.

“What sign?’ Gilda asked.

“The clothing optional sign.” Dash giggled. “Seriously, we thought you did this on purpose.”

“Welp, I’m not taking anything off.” Flutters blushed herself and scooted back to sit on the blanket next to Snow.

“Gabs would love this.” Gilda chuckled. “Sad that she decided to stay home.”

“She’s streaming herself watching Bleach.” Flutters commented.

“Ah, well at least she’s not bored.” Gilda shrugged.

That was about when CC showed up, carrying the coolers in each hand as finally found the rest of them. “Ah, hey there guys, I have the drinks and food,” he said, thumping them down in the sand next to the blanket. A stretch of his back had his shirt off, and it was only a matter of moments before he was down to just his swim shorts. All the effort he’d been putting in to keeping himself fit was starting to show, with muscles starting to be defined on his arms and legs. He’d probably turn a few heads while they were here.

“Looking good Dweeb, you should go shirtless more often.” Gilda snickered.

“I wouldn’t say no to that either.” Dash smirked.

“No comment.” Flutters squeaked and focused back on the laptop.

“Lookin’ good. Keep that up and you’ll be ripped in no time.” Snow said proudly, his prudishness momentarily forgotten.

“Eh, I’d rather just be toned than end up looking like I live at the gym,” CC shrugged, sitting on one of the blankets afterwards. “It’s mostly to make sure I don’t fall back into bad habits now that I’m not at school with a P.E. class, like eating a lot without exercising.”

“Good, keep that up.” Snow nodded. “If you want, you could join Dash and I at the gym.”

“Thanks for the offer, but I’ll probably stay home,” CC answered easily. “Heck it took bribes from Gilda to get me to agree to come out and do this.”

“Bribes?” Snow raised a brow.

“That is slander and lies.” Gilda said with a huff, crossing her arms under her bust.

“Uh huh, sure,” CC hummed. “How’s your ass feeling this morning?”

“... fuck you Dweeb.” Gilda grumbled, and looked around at the other beach goers. CC noted her gaze shifting and turned to look as well, before coughing and looking ahead at the water.

“Um. Guys? Why are half the mares half-naked or more?” he squeaked plaintively.

“Clothing optional sign.” Dash commented, opening a cooler and pulling out a soda.

“We swear we didn’t see it!” Flutters said quickly.

“Oh. That’s...okay then,” CC blushed a bit. “I think I’m going to lie here with some sunglasses on so I don’t get in trouble,” he observed aloud.

“Dweeb, looking is fine, touching is different, fucking requires some consent.” Gilda rolled her eyes.

“That’s why I’m not looking at anyone.” Snow coughed, pulling a book out of his bag.

“Yeah, I know that even looking would get me in trouble, even if G says otherwise,” the other pegasus stallion said with a nod. “I’d rather not find out what claws feel like tonight on sensitive bits of me.”

“Oh my gosh!” A loud gasp made the group jump. Gilda looked up to see… a giraffe. A tall, lanky, female giraffe. She had orange fur and patches of brown all over her. Her “mane” was a brown mohawk-like crest that ran down the entirety of her long neck. She looked like she didn’t have one bit of muscle on her. She was just wearing white bikini bottoms, not that a top would do much as she was flat as a board.

The giraffe was staring directly at Gilda.

Gilda blinked. “Can I help you?”

“Oh! I’m such a big fan! I’ve seen you online! You’re so hot!” The giraffe babbled excitedly. Her green eyes stared at the hen, twinkling with excitement.

“Thank… you?” Gilda said, flushing a little.

“Gemma!” A short, black-furred, gray-eyed husky in a blue bikini raced over. “Sorry about her. She gets a little over excited.”

“But it’s Gilda, from the chatroom.” ‘Gemma’ said to her friend, pointing at Gilda. “She’s here and I had to say hi.”

“Gemma, that’s rude. They’re probably here to relax, like we were supposed to be doing.” The husky sighed. “Sorry, this dolt is Gemma. I’m Angel.” ‘Angel’ said, then looked back to the giraffe. “Also Gemma, that's not really appropriate to bring up in public.”

“But it’s a nude beach.” Gemma wilted a bit.

“Technically, but that still doesn’t mean that you can bring stuff up like that. Now say you’re sorry.” Angel scolded.

“Sorry for bothering you.” Gemma said with a sad frown.

“I mean, I’m kinda used to it, a little,” CC said with a shrug. “Not the first time we’ve been recognized. A little weird still, but I can shake it off sooner.”

“I’m still not used to it, but it’s cool.” Gilda shrugged, craning her neck to meet the giraffe’s eyes. “Nice to meet you, Gemma. I’m Gilda. This is Flutters, Dash, CC, and Snow.”

“Hi!” Gemma waved happily.

“Thanks for humoring her.” Angel relaxed. “That was embarrassing.”

“It’s all good.” Dash shrugged.

“Yeah, no real harm,” CC added on. “It’s not like she suggested anything other than a meeting.”

“Well, could I come on stream?” Gemma asked.

“Gemma…” Angel face-palmed.

“Our streaming stuff is at home,” CC pointed out. “Gabby’s there watching some anime and streaming her reaction for the Chat. Something cute and wholesome. Only thing we’ve got is Shy’s laptop.”

“Dweeb, our couch isn’t black or leathery enough to be a casting couch.” Gilda groaned. “I don’t care if you want to bang a giraffe, just go about this with a little tact.”

“We could come over some time.” Gemma smiled.

“We?” Angel raised a brow at the giraffe.

“I could make a poll later when we get home.” Flutters shrugged.

“Take a picture of her with the webcam,” CC suggested. “You could post it while we relax.”

Flutters scooted forward and angled the camera. “Say cheese.”

“Cheese!” Gemma grinned happily, making v’s with her fingers.

“Cheese.” Angel said flatly, deadpanning at the laptop.

“Got it.” Flutters said, scooting back. “Hey we met a fan. This is Gem and Deva. What do you think?” Flutters spoke aloud as she typed out the message to go with the picture.

“Want our numbers?” Gemma asked excitedly.

“Ya know, fuck it.” Gilda held out her phone to Angel, which the husky took and started typing at.

“Honestly, we could just enjoy the day together,” CC suggested, lying back on his blanket. “I think together we’d stand a better chance at not being bothered by anyone else.”

“Oh, could we?” Gemma bounced a little.

“Why not?” Angel sighed. “Gemma, stay here, I’ll get our stuff.”

“Okay!” Gemma grinned and settled herself in front of Flutters. “Hi.”

“S’up.” Dash chuckled.

“She’s kind of cute, kinda like Pinkie Pie.” Flutters commented.

“Huh. Come to think of it, yeah.” Gilda nodded, turning around. “So Gemma, what do you do?”

“I’m a barista at StarBucks.” Gemma grinned happily. “Angel wanted to come in case somebody tried to kidnap me.”

“That was a joke.” Angel said, rolling her eyes as she set down a towel and a cooler. “Though you never know with some people.”

“Is it really kidnapping her if she comes with us of her own volition?” CC posed out loud. “We do seem to acquire people quite often that way.”

“Feel like her fucking guardian most days.” Angel shook her head.

“I know, I’m not that smart, but it’s all kay.” Gemma said with a smile.

“People are smart in different ways,” CC propped himself up with his elbows and pointed at himself. “I’m good with computers, but social situations tend to puzzle me. Gilda’s good at sports,” pointing at Gilda now, “but needs help with more advanced subjects. Snow-” and now the stallion was pointing at the physical trainer, “Is smart about the body and what it can do. I’m willing to bet that you,” CC pointed one of his wings around to point at the giraffe, “Could tell me all about the relationships and drama in your life with nuance and detail, or what you’ve observed from your customers’ lives in the coffee shop just from their orders. It’s been proven by scientists that emotional intelligence and more contemporary intelligence are two different things that different people have in different amounts in their brains. Usually, it’s more of one and less of the other.”

“I wonder if Miss Willow is doing okay.” Gemma commented airily.

“I think that’s your answer.” Gilda commented.

“Huh, for some reason, Chat is requesting wholesome stuff.” Fluttershy commented. Suddenly she blushed. “Eep!”

“What?” Dash asked.

“Th-they want m-me to cuddle S-Snow.” Flutters squeaked out.

Snow buried his face in his book.

“Cuuuuuute!” Gemma squee’d.

“That’s actually cute.” Angel nodded.

“Well, we’ll have the camera on them this evening.” Gilda chuckled.

“Please no!” Flutters squeaked.

“You’re right, why wait?” CC smirked evilly. “You’ve got a camera on the laptop, they’re being nice, let’s give them a picture of the two of you snuggling up against each other on the beach.”

Flutters blushed furiously, however Snow, also blushing, set his book down and scooted over to Flutters and put an arm around her. Flutters stiffened, then leaned over. She snuggled up against Snow’s side.

“And that’s adorable.” Gilda said, grabbed Flutter’s laptop and tapped at it.

“When are you going to take the picture?” Flutters asked, her face burning.

“Gimme a sec.” Dash leaned around and snorted. Gilda had the video on.

“Ummm… I don’t really mind…” Snow said quietly. “She’s comfortable.”

“And this is why we needed this day,” CC sighed, smiling at the sight. “Okay, I’m just gonna lie back and relax,” he declared, putting actions to words and falling back on his blanket.

Gilda snorted. “Okay, got it.” However Flutters didn’t move. Gilda then handed the laptop to Dash and crawled over to cuddle next to CC.

“Hey Chat, it’s Dash.” Dash muttered as she typed away.

“This is nice.” Gemma just sat there and grinned.

“Yeah, it’s nice to have a chat liking wholesome cuddles, the perverts,” CC spoke up without opening his eyes. One arm and wing wrapped around Gilda and drew her closer. The hen nuzzled into his shoulder.

“Might need a break, if just to let you all heal a bit.” Snow commented. “Sex everyday, while it sounds nice, actually isn’t good for you.”

“More wholesome stuff then?” Gemma asked. “I mean, the sex is hot, but I can like cute things too.”

“We should have a cuteness day every so often,” CC mused. “Just a pile of bodies cuddling each other.”

“Cuddle Pile!” Gemma said with a gasp.

“No… Just no.” Gilda groaned.

“Couple cuddles.” Flutters countered.

“Better.” Gilda nodded into CC’s shoulder.

“What about Dash and Gabby?” CC riposted.

“Hey, I like the D, but Gabs is cute. I wouldn’t mind.” Dash shrugged.

“Angel!” Gemma pulled Angel into her lap.

Angel sighed. “Fine.”

“Just piles of people cuddling, eh?” CC chuckled. “Well then. We’ll pick a day and just surprise Chat with wholesomeness.”

“Sunday.” Gilda mumbled. “Sundays are lazy anyway.”

“True,” CC admitted. “Then again, so is today at the moment.”

“Yep.” Dash nodded, closing the laptop and laying on a towel.

“And we might need to do this more often.” Gilda yawned.

“I’ll look into it,” CC promised. “I know there’s a few art installations in town that we could spend time looking at. Or just the local museum, it’s got a few rotating exhibits. Last month it was mummies.”

“Eep!” Flutters yelped.

“Yeah, Flutters doesn’t like scary things.” Dash chuckled, with an arm over her eyes.

“They’re just dry bois, nothing scary about them.” Gilda countered.

“But they could move.” Flutters said weakly.

“Then light them on fire. Fire solves that problem pretty easily.” Angel replied. “Mummies take double damage from fire. Then again, same goes for radiant damage.”

“Angel plays D&D.” Gemma giggled. “I don’t really get it that much, so she always makes my characters for me.”

“Heh,” CC flashed them a thumbs up. “As for what’s on offer now...I think the current exhibit is one of the more famous physicists. All the science leading up to his work and how we can build on it.”

“That’s interesting.” Snow looked at the other stallion.

“Probably would go over my head, but cool.” Gilda shrugged.

“I think his work was used to help us take a picture of a black hole? Not sure, he did a lot of work with black holes,” CC admitted. “Proved they didn’t just suck things in, but emitted some form of radiation as well, that sort of thing.”

“Cool.” Dash commented.

“That was an impressive group effort.” Flutters added. “All those scientists and countries, working together to get a picture of something. If only Moonstone Spirit could’ve lived to see it.”

“Mhm, and the fact that we can do that means that we’re only going to get better at dealing with space,” CC nodded. “Granted, I don’t think I’ll ever manage to go myself. Not physically fit enough, not my fault.”

“I’m content being here on the ground, for the moment.” Gilda chuckled.

“Won’t stop me flying.” Dash chuckled herself.

“Yeah. Still...we could just spend a lazy day at the museum of science, walking around and taking in the sights. Everything from the hall of life and all the models of the animals to the world, to the dinosaur halls,” CC offered.

“Sounds like fun.” Flutters said with a smile.

“Maybe in the next few days.” Snow offered.

“We don’t exactly have plans.” Dash added.

“Yeah, but I like keeping you all happy,” CC noted. “They have a more traditional space hall, a mining hall, a couple of other rotational exhibits - I swear one was a Sherlock Pones exhibit one month. Or was it more ‘how it could have happened if it were real…’” CC mused. “Anyways, the next month it was all about real life murder mysteries, and one of the others was about pirates. They do a little bit of everything at the science museum. The only things that are stable are the halls of life, the dinosaurs, the mining hall, and the space hall. Oh, and the aviator’s hall, can’t forget that.”

“Might need to make that a weekly, or monthly thing.” Gilda shrugged. “For now. I just wanna chill.”

“It’s a good day just to relax.” Snow nodded. “You guys need it.”

“Can’t be in the public eye all the time.” Flutters nodded.

“Technically we are in public,” CC pointed out, pointing a wing at Gemma. “We’re just not on camera for all our pervert fans to see us doing such lewd activities as cuddling.”

“Or hand holding.” Gilda snickered.

Flutters gasped. “How could you say that in public?!”

“Flutters, I want to hold your hand in public.” Snow said with a deep chuckle.

“Awwww!” Came a coo from the other girls, while Flutters face burned.

“I ship it.” Gemma nodded.

“I was trying to be funny, serious.” Snow’s face turned pink.

“Too late, you are now doomed to such fates as holding Flutter’s hand in public, going on long walks through the park with her, and offering her opinions while she tries on clothes,” CC intoned.

“I wouldn’t mind that…” Snow mumbled.

“Neither would I.” Flutters nodded, hiding behind a wing.

“You know this would be much cuter, but Gemma has her tits out.” Angel deadpanned.

“She has tits?” Dash asked.

“I do?” Gemma looked down.

“Says the mare with only bumps on her chest.” Angel smirked at the rainbow-maned mare.

“Yeah, take’s one to know one.” Dash snorted at Angel’s lack of bust.

“And fuck you too.” Angel snorted.

“Don’t tempt me.” Dash winked.

“Hey, wholesome, deal with your sexual tension later.” Gilda grumbled.

“Dash, cellphone, number, now.” Angel stated, struggling to get out of Gemma’s grip.

Dash tossed her phone at the husky, which she tapped at quickly.

“I guess some tension was unavoidable,” CC noted. “It’s been, what, three days since we last tried to stretch Dash?”

“Then I don’t blame her for being pent up.” Angel snorted a laugh as she chucked the phone back to Dash.

“Problem is, Dash doesn’t like to give up, and she sees my dick as a challenge,” the stallion continued. “And I’m not about to break her to make it fit.”

“And thank you for that.” Dash returned to laying her arm over her eyes.

“Not that he doesn’t want to.” Gilda added.

“Gilda, I’m not a unicorn, I don’t know any fancy stretching spells,” CC rolled his eyes under his lids.

“Your mission. Should you choose to accept it, find a unicorn.” Angel stated before giggling.

“Please no, we have only so much room.” Gilda groaned out.

“I’d rather wait for someone to come out with like, a pill, or a toy, or something like that, to either make Dash stretchier or make me fit in her better,” CC shook his head. “Heck I could use it for Gilda too.”

“You should see his browser history.” Flutters stated blandly.

“Never check another stallion’s browser history,” CC intoned.

“Facts.” Snow nodded.

“Hey, anybody hungry?” Dash asked.

“I could eat.” Gilda commented.

“Mmmhmmm.” Flutters nodded.

“CC, wanna buy us, and our new friends here, some lunch?” Gilda asked.

“Oooo, food.” Gemma grinned.

“You don’t have to.” Angel said quickly.

“We did bring some food, but getting something hot sounds good right about now,” CC admitted. “I think I saw a vendor on the way in.” He stretched a little bit, before turning to peck Gilda’s cheek with a kiss. Begrudgingly, the stallion disentangled himself from the hen’s embrace and sat up.

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll get up.” Gilda groaned, sitting up.

The group got up and started to pack things up. They said their goodbyes to Gemma and Angel, with promises of various calls between each other.

Nobody noticed that Gemma got a good look at their van before they left.

007 - Movie Night

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“Popcorn’s in the microwave.” Gilda announced as she wandered back over to the living room.

“Yay.” Flutters cheered quietly.

“So, we have a list of movies.” Gabs said happily. “What are we doing first?”

“I am going to share with you all some nerd culture,” CC announced, getting up from the couch and heading over to the video cabinet. “Specifically, nerd humor. A movie that pokes fun at itself and movies in general so that you can’t stop laughing at how silly it is.”

He had walked over to the video cabinet in this time and picked out a slim case. Turning it around as he stood up revealed the title of ‘Monty Python and the holy grail.’

“Monty Python…” Gilda frowned. “You’ve quoted that at me before.”

“You don’t know Monty Python?” Snow asked, looking a little shocked. “My parents raised me on Bitish humor.”

“I’ll give it a shot.” Gabs said, flopping herself onto the couch only for Gilda to get up as the microwave beeped.

“I’ve always been more into action movies.” Dash shrugged from her seat.

“That’s why we’re doing it in a rotation,” CC added. “My house, so I start us off, but after that y’all can figure out who picks the next movie. But these guys are hilarious. They had a television series that you can still find online and in box sets. Fuckin’ hilarious.”

“Well start it.” Gilda said, coming back with a big bowl of popcorn, a scoop, and a few paper bowls, which she set on the central coffee table.

From the moment that the movie started, the others could tell...this was going to be a trip.

The credits started ominously. … Only for subtitles to start popping up.

“What the fuck?” Gilda blinked with a snicker.

There were a few chuckles at the mentions of sacking various people. Then the tempo picked up as it became far more upbeat, flying through the last few credits with not a few mentions of hairy, hooved mammals.

“Laamas? The fuck am I watching.” Gilda blinked in confusion.

“Am I on drugs? Is this what drugs are like?” Dash asked aloud.

The screen went black. Then, the sound of hooves.

“Oh coo- the shit?” Gilda’s beaked dropped.

“Coconuts. They’re using… coconuts… But… they have hooves already.” Dash squinted at the TV.

Meanwhile Flutters, Gabs, and Snow were softly giggling. CC snickered.

“Don’t try to understand Bitish humor that hard,” he suggested through the chuckles. “Just enjoy it.”

“Who’s the other one? I am.” Gilda snorted.

“Where did they get the coconuts?.” Dash asked.

“I told him we already got one.” Snow quoted in a thick Prench accent, only for Flutters to shush him.

“Feche la vache!” CC whispered. “You’ll understand later,” he said to the confused looks of Gilda and Dash. The pair were immediately distracted by the concept of birds carrying coconuts.

“Bring out your dead.” Snow said in perfect time with the movie.

“The guy’s not dead, why is he- You know, I’m gonna stop thinking too hard about this.” Dash shook her head.

“Probably for the best.” Gilda said, chuckling as she nodded.

“Must’ve been a king,” CC nodded along with the film. Meanwhile, on his laptop, he began setting up an order for pizza for later. They’d want it after this film, he was pretty sure.

“Yeah, thirty-seven isn’t old.” Gabs commented along with the movie.

“I thought we were an autonomous collective.” Snow snickered as Flutters scooped some popcorn into a bowl.

“Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I’m being oppressed!” CC called out when the movie got to that part.

The girls snickered.

“Who’s that dude?” Dash pointed at the screen.

“The Black Knight.” Snow said grimly.

“Okay, he’s silent but I don’t see why- SHIT!” Gilda jumped as the Knight’s arm got chopped off.

“That’s a good effect.” Gabs nodded. “Well, for the time.”

“Mhm,” CC nodded. “No actual gore, just effects, G. Still, it’s fun to watch.” The stallion nabbed a bit of popcorn to munch on as he laid back, enjoying the silly movie he was so familiar with.

“How is he alive?” Flutters asked. “He’s missing his limbs.”

“He’s got that Space Marine endurance.” Snow chuckled.

“I’ll bite your legs off. Yes!” Gilda cackled at the line.

“Thought you’d like some of this comedy,” CC snickered. “There’s bits of it sprinkled in everywhere.”

“Well that’s great.” Gilda smiled at him. “Good movie choice.”

“Ehhhmmmm, That’s not a witch.” Gabs pointed at the TV.

“That’s a fake muzzle.” Flutters blinked.

“Well it’s a parody of the medieval times, they have to throw in a reference to the witch trials somehow,” CC pointed out. “So let’s have a farce of a farce!”

“Huh, I thought the witch trials were later.” Dash hummed. “Then again, medieval times were technically around the time of the Crusades.” Dash widened her eyes and gasped. “We need to watch Kingdom of Elysium.”

“Oh, good movie.” Gilda nodded.

“Hard movie, but good movie.” Flutters agreed.

“Wasn’t Bedward Colton the king in that movie and he went uncredited?” Gilda asked.

“Yeah, and you’d never know with the prosthetics they used. That and the mask.” Dash nodded.

“Man I wish I knew what y’all were talking about,” CC quipped. “Comes of not really staying up to date on movies, I guess.”

“The Riddle Scotch movie? Came out in two-thousand five, had Orland Bloom fighting in the Holy Land, because reasons?” Gilda offered. “Then again, it is a medieval war movie.” She hummed.

“Not ringing any bells, sorry,” CC shrugged. “If you’ve got a copy of it, we can pop it in after this one to educate me about it.”

“I’m happy I have the Director’s Cut then. Studio and producers decided to chop parts of it up and it fucked with his whole vision of the movie.” Gilda nodded with a smile. “Oh, another movie we need to watch, along the same vein. Gladiator.”

“Oh, I am so down.” Dash grinned at her more-feathered friend.

“I’d prefer not to cry, thanks.” Snow commented.

“Let’s leave it up to a vote, only those that know of the movie being allowed to participate. That way I don’t stop myself from seeing new things, while those that are aware of what I might not want to see can shield me if they feel like it,” CC suggested. There was agreement all around.

“No horror movies please.” Flutters said softly.

“Depends on the movie. Even though it’s scary, The Thing, the first one, is worth a watch.” Gabs spoke up.

“Trusting you all with my entertainment for the night is going to be interesting, isn’t it?” CC mused out loud. “Like walking into a bedroom blindfolded.”

“Don’t tempt me.” Gilda said. “Hey, thought. CC, you need to go clothes shopping? I’ve been noticing that your pants are a little loose around the waist.”

“Eh, it’s the result of the exercise. Starting to lose a little pudge around the hips. I just need to wear a belt,” the stallion waved a hand to dismiss the concerns, so he thought.

“Uh uh, we’re getting you a new wardrobe.” Gilda shook her head. “At least a few new shirts and pants. All your clothes are for a fatter pony.”

“I like my shirts!” CC protested.

“Fine, if you want we can order more of those types online, but you do need pants.” Gilda countered. “Belts only go so far.”

“And here I thought that you’d try to pants me one day just for the laughs,” CC pointed out.

“Only if we’re alone. That’d be embarrassing for everyone otherwise.” Gilda poking the tip of his nose.

“I could go too.” Snow offered.

“Make a trip out of it.” Flutters smiled.

“Chat would eat that up, even though it’s not something sexy. Ish.” Gabs shrugged.

“Oh sure, my not-so-flabby ass trying out new pants. What a stream.” CC snorted a bit at that thought.

“We could all find stuff to try on and show off.” Flutters said. “Maybe find Snow some tighter shirts.”

“There aren’t any.” Snow deadpanned. “I checked.”

“The ‘Snow rips shirts by flexing’ stream,” CC countered. “How many views would that get, I wonder.”

“Tons.” Flutters said matter-of-factly though she was blushing.

“We’re making enough to afford that.” Gilda said with a nod.

“We’ll set aside a few bucks to pick up some shirts for that one day,” CC suggested. “Maybe get Flutters to put them on you and drape over your back as you flex them off in pieces.”

“Ahem… I wouldn’t be opposed to that.” Snow looked anywhere but at Flutters.

“Neither would I.” Flutters continued blushing.

“Set it for...later on down the line,” CC tapped at his phone briefly. “Get some measurements for your chest, see what sizes barely fit, get an order or three of shirts delivered.”

“I’ll need the... “ Flutters stretched, only for Gabs to hand her her laptop. “Thanks.” She immediately started typing at it.

“The Nest, the amateur porn and variety channel.” Dash commented.

“Gotta hook them somehow,” CC commented. “Cute stuff, buff stuff, nerdy stuff. We’ll try anything to get them to hang around for the lewd stuff.”

“On that note, you all should be fine to continue your debauchery.” Snow commented. “I have no doubt you’re all pent up.”

“Oh, on that note, are we really going to breed Flutters? Sounds awkward now, especially since Snow and her are so cute together.” Gilda commented, causing the pair to flush further.

“I’ll leave it up to those two to make that call,” CC said. “What, was it one of the donors that suggested we do that? Personal feelings come first, we’re not about to turn this channel into drama just for money.”

Flutters gulped as she blushed further. “I-I asked Chat a question…”

“What?” Dash asked.

“S-should CC breed me… O-or should Snow do it?” Flutters managed to get out. Snow stared at her as his small wings shot out straight.

“Whelp, there goes any hopes of this being a quiet night,” CC said out loud, as if talking to himself. He cleared his throat and glanced over at the butter mare. “And, what did the perverts say?” he dared to ask.

Snow looked over her shoulder. “Chat wants us to… ahem… make Amazon babies to rival a griffon’s. Well fuck.”

“We don’t need to do this now. Today has been nice and we don’t need to end it with sex.” Flutters shook her head.

“True. We have movies to watch. We can plan for things like that.” Gilda nodded. “We can just relax and worry about it later.”

“Yeah, they still haven’t gotten back to us about Gemma from the beach the other day,” CC quipped. “Chat can be slow on some issues.”

“It’s like a roundtable conference in there sometimes.” Flutters giggled. “It’s not as anarchic as you’d expect it to be.”

“Why do porn sites have a nicer comment section than YouTube?” Dash mused aloud.

“It’s all the endorphins that come after jacking off, floods the brain into being nicer,” CC mockingly suggested.

“So, post-nut clarity?” Dash raised a brow.

“It’s real.” Snow nodded.

“Poor Snowy,” Flutters said, looking at him.

“A guy gets lonely.” Snow mumbled.

“This is also why I typically only look at cute videos online and never read comment sections for them, because I don’t need my brain bleach videos ruined,” CC added on.

“Depends on the video.” Dash shrugged.

“There are some comments that have really good points.” Gabs added.

“Yeah, but I’m there for the video, not the comment threads,” CC rolled his eyes.

“Video first, depending on the video, then some comments.” Gilda said. “Like if it’s a drama video, fuck no. But if it’s like some fan film or something, hell yeah.”

“I should show y’all some of the channels I know of one day,” CC chuckled. “There’s pretty damn interesting stuff if you know where to look.”

“This is true.” Gilda nodded.

“I like SaveAFox.” Flutters said quietly.

“Sounds like fun.” Gabs added.

Dash looked back to the TV. “What the fuck? Is that Faust?”

“Yep, that’s the Goddess alright.” Snow nodded.

“Stop grovelling.” Gilda snorted.

“Yes goddess Gilda,” CC intoned in a deadpan.

“Oh don’t you make me break out the gear.” Gilda smirked at him.

“Oh, so now we hit the plot of the movie.” Dash commented. “The Holy Grail.”

“Mhm, let’s see if they find it,” CC nodded. “Not exactly the easiest of tasks.”

“‘Allo!” Snow said in a thick Prench accent.

“What.. Wat?” Dash blinked as Flutters giggled.

“HA! He’s already got one!” Gilda barked a laugh, as Dash started cackling at the insults the guard was throwing at Arthur and his stallions.

“And now we learn the value in taking Improvised Weapon as a stat,” CC mused out loud.

“Fuck that, Throw Anything.” Gilda countered, right as objects started being hurled at the knights from the castle. “Ha! See?”

“What’s that one picture online? ‘I’ll hit a motherbucker with another motherbucker?’” CC quipped.

“Pony Shuriken!” Gabs cried out.

“So, like Snow yeeting CC.” Dash snorted.

“Pony Javelin, more like,” CC said, casting a glance at the more solidly built pegasus.

“Fastball Special.” Snow said with a shrug.

“Remind me never to play baseball with you,” CC shuddered.

“Never did Baseball, was a wrestling kid.” Snow chuckled. “And I do not want to get pinned by Gilda thank you very much, I’ve seen some of the results of her matches.”

“You’re Faust-damned right.” Gilda grinned at him.

“Man I’m glad G likes me enough to not seriously try to wrestle with me,” CC said out loud. “I’m pretty sure my mom would hate it if she didn’t end up with grandfoals because of a wrestling accident in the bedroom.”

“Hey. I’d never hurt the jewels, those are special.” Gilda countered.

“Noted, still not going to try wrestling against you,” CC nodded as he reaffirmed his self-preservation instincts.

“Too much.” She stuck her tongue out as she hugged him.

“Oh fuck.” Dash looked a little ill. “The tale of Sir Robin…”

“Hmm?” CC looked over at the prismatic pegasus.

“That bard-whatever needs to stop. That was…” Dash groaned. “The song…” She waved a hand at the TV.

“Oh, don’t worry about the bards,” CC smirked. “They’re not there for the whole movie.”

Dash blinked. “Kay, I need to see this.”

“And there was much rejoicing.” Snow mumbled.

“And that’s a three-headed pony.” Gilda announced.

“Why not just use a cerberus?” Flutters asked.

“Because it’s funnier that way?” Gabs shrugged.

“I am a knight of the round table,” CC said along with Robin. “Mouth, meet hoof.”

“Bravely ran away, away.” Snow sang with the bards.

“You have to not take the movie too seriously, otherwise you won’t enjoy it,” CC commented to Gilda and Dash.

“Trying not to.” Gilda snickered.

“Robin’s a pussy.” Dash snorted.

“Mhm,” CC nodded along. “He takes ‘discretion is the better part of valour’ seriously.”

“I hope Galahad is better.” Dash grumbled.

“And scantily clad mare… I’ve seen enough porn to know where this is going.” Gabs said aloud.

“Ohsnap, I managed to completely forget about that bit,” CC sat up. “I mean it doesn’t go anywhere, but still, you get all the implications to know that this is not a movie for kids.”

“Castle Anthrax?!” Gilda snapped with a wheeze.

“And now there’s more mares.” Gabs grinned.

“I think it’s supposed to be a convent of mares sent to be pious, away from the temptation of stallions,” CC supplied.

“I can tell. Sir Galahad… the Chaste.” Gilda chuckled at the line.

“Why are there so many?!” Dash yelped. “Where are they all coming from?”

“It is a convent. I think.” Flutters commented.

“Spankings. Because, of course.” Dash rolled her eyes.

“Why would he want to leave?” Gabs asked. “Wait, right, he’s a knight.”

“Well maybe I could stay for a bit longer,” CC spoke along with the knight on screen. “Ah yes, speaking to the modern stallion there.”

“Well they all offered bjs.” Gabs added.

“No wonder he doesn’t want to- Dammit Lancelot!” Gilda pointed at the TV. “Why must you ruin this for him?!”

“Lancelot: The eternal cockblock,” CC commented solemnly.

“Dickhead!” Gilda snapped at the TV.

“Get on with it.” Dash groaned.

“The Bridge of Death over the Gorge of Eternal Peril, sounds lovely.” Gabs grinned happily.

“Heheh,” CC nodded. “Well, now we get to see Robin prove himself.”

“The Knights who say Nee! Noooooo!” Snow yelled. “It’s gonna get stuck in my head again.”

“Nee.” Flutters giggled.

“Nee!” CC said dramatically. “And it only gets worse from there.”

“What’s a shrubbery?” Dash blinked in confusion.

“It’s just an area where shrubs are planted.” Flutters explained.

“Sooo… He’s supposed to return with a small bush?” Dash narrowed her eyes.

“Yep.” Snow nodded.

“Shoulda asked Galahad, I’m sure he coulda gotten a load of ‘small bushes’,” CC quipped.

“Oh ha ha.” Gilda nudged him.

“Great, we’re back to Lancelot- what the fuck?” Dash blinked.

“He’s very...dramatic,” CC supplied. “Think a medieval version of you, intent on doing things in the most over-the-top manner possible.”

“Dash, you, if you were into theater.” Gilda said.

“Ooooooh! Gotcha.” Dash nodded. “Heh, nerd.”

“Oh fuck it’s self aware! They can hear the music!” Gabs giggled aloud.

“No you stay here, and make sure he doesn’t leave.” Snow quoted with a laugh.

“This is why you don’t hire from Goons-R-Us,” CC noted aloud. “Their standards have only gotten more lax.”

“Ah, this is so fucking dumb, but I love it.” Gilda snickered into her talons.

“How did they get through this without laughing?” Flutters asked through giggles.

“There’s actually a book out about that, they really over-produced some scenes,” CC supplied helpfully. “And basically, if they themselves weren’t grinning as they were doing it, then it wasn’t a good scene, and they’d go back and make it more funny. Seriously, the cameraponies were trying to get fog for that hopping-over-the-river scene, and the actor himself said ‘Is the fog funny?’ after like the fifth take. And when the cameraponies couldn’t give him an answer to that question, they finished the scene in the next take.”

“Oh that’s great!” Gilda grinned.

~thunk~ “Message for you sir!”

“Ahahahaha!” Gilda lost it.

“Ah yes, medieval delivery system. Message tied to arrow. Medieval receiving system...eh, the nearest torso,” CC quipped.

“I’ll just stay here.” Dash was doing her best holding in her laughs.

“Oh no…” Gilda looked up.

“Of course he confused him for a lady!” Gabs laughed.

“You even kicked the bride in the chest!” Gilda was back to losing it. “That’s ama-hay-zing!”

“You only killed the bride’s father!” CC pointed out. “Well at least no in-laws to worry about.”

“Lancelot is the definition of shoot first, ask questions never.” Snow added.

“Also, as we saw in Castle Anthrax, a cockblock,” CC pointed out.

“He is the worst knight.” Gilda said, taking slow breaths.

“Didn’t he bang Gwenevere, Arthur’s wife?” Snow asked. “Like in the original myth?”

“I’d need to read the book, but I think it was that that created the black knight that brought Arthur to his knees,” CC agreed. “Name escapes me, I think it was Mordred. But it was either his wife’s infidelity that did it or- no, no.” He snapped his fingers. “It was Arthur’s infidelity with Morgan Le Fay that brought about the black knight that brought about the end of his reign.” He shrugged. “Might’ve been driven by her infidelity, though. Oh, but, in the original myth, Galahad is the product of Lancelot and Gwenevere’s tryst, and he’s the one that finds the Grail.”

“Yes. You’re right.” Snow nodded, pointing at him.

“And it’s gonna be- Nope not a musical number.” Dash sighed. “Thank Faust.”

“Hey! We’re back to Arthur!” Gabs said happily. “And his quest for a small bush.”

“No, never, we’ve no shrubberies here,” CC said along with the woman on screen. “Nobody here but us earth ponies.”

“Nee!” All the girls said in unison.

“Dammit.” Snow face-palmed.

“Embrace the Nee,” CC suggested. “It’s a silly movie, go with it.”

“He’s a shrubber.” Dash snorted.

“Nee!” Flutters cried.

“No, no no.” Snow chuckled.

“Another bush?! Really?” Gilda blinked. “A herring?! What the actual fuck?”

“‘Ey! Robin’s back!” Gabs pointed at the TV like an excited child.

“And now to interrupt your regularly scheduled absurdity with different absurdity,” CC said in the tone of a newscaster.

“Forced to eat the minstrels!” Dash barked a laugh.

“And there was much rejoicing!” Gilda laughed along with her.

“Told you they’d not be around long!” CC chuckled.

“They call me…. Tim.” Snow intoned deeply.

“Oh my…” Flutters blushed.

“And now the most horrifying creature.” Snow added.

“What, is it behind the rabbit?” CC asked on cue.

“It is the rabbit ya git!” Snow quoted.

“But it’s just a cute little- WHAT THE FUCK?!” Flutters yelped.

“I warned you!” CC snickered. “Never underestimate a rabbit!”

“No! Don’t charge you idiots!” Dash jumped up.

“Run away!” Snow started laughing.

“Would it help to confuse it if we ran away more, sire?” CC quoted along with the movie.

“Did I just hear the name The Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch? Is this where that’s from?” Gilda blinked.

“Mhm,” CC nodded. “Modern problems require modern solutions.”

“One. Two. Five. Three, sir, three! Three!” Snow quipped.

“And I think they got it.” Gilda raised a brow.

“Is the bunny okay?” Flutters asked from behind her wings.

“He’s just fine Flutters.” Dash said with a nod, as the scene transitioned.

“Yay.”

“Yeah, in the whole it-attacking-them bit, it was clearly a puppet or a prop, and there was a cut between when the grenade landed and when it exploded where there was no rabbit. They took it out of the way, Flutters, you’re fine. But still, movie magic. Huzzah,” CC explained.

“The castle of… Uuuuuuuuugh…” Snow groaned out a gargle.

“Duh fuck?” Gilda blinked.

“He must’ve died while carving it,” CC noted in time with the movie.

“No, no no, Ooooooo, as in surprise and alarm.” Snow added.

“The animator suffered a fatal heart attack,” CC said as the knights ran from the black beast of Aaaargh “The cartoon peril was no more.”

“What even is this movie?” Dash chuckled.

“You should see the TV series.” Snow commented.

“I can name like three sketches off the top of my head that should tell you what Monty Python is all about just from the titles,” CC agreed. “The Dead Parrot, The Ministry of Silly Walks, and How Not to be Seen.”

“Those are my top three. Or paying for an argument.” Snow nodded.

“Oh, they brought it back! They brought the Swallow joke back!” Gilda cheered.

“Zebrican or European?” Snow chuckled.

“And this is why you check all the little rules about a magical site before you agree to guard it,” CC noted as the bridge-stallion flew into the air.

“Camelot!” Dash cheered.

“Yay.”

“Give it a sec.” Snow said.

“Oh fuck! The Prench ponies are back!” Gilda started laughing again.

“Prepare to attack!” CC called after Arthur and his loyal knight ran back from the castle.

“Hell yeah! Thi- What the fuck?” Gilda blinked, stunned. “Oh fuck! The cops!”

“Well they have been going around murdering people and blowing things up,” CC noted. “And on that anticlimax, the movie is over.”

“That was a trip.” Dash sighed.

“A good trip.” Gilda chuckled.

“Nerd humor is like that,” CC smiled, going up to take the disc out. “Anyways. Give me a few minutes to take this out and order some pizzas for us, and y’all can pick the next movie to infect the night with.”

It was going to be a great night.

008 - And Then They~

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“Okay Dweeb, we’re getting you some clothes.” Gilda announced. “Flutters, Snow, you two are in charge. If the ones we met yesterday show up, Dash you can go ahead and fuck. Gabs… if you’re feeling it, cool, if not entertain the giraffe.”

“Yes ma’am.” Gabs snapped a salute from the couch.

“We’ll play parents.” Flutters giggled, as she browsed the Chat.

“Why not.” Snow shrugged as he tossed some strawberries into the blender.

“I’m an adult too, ya know.” Dash complained.

“And when you start acting like one, I’ll be sure to treat you like one,” CC noted out loud. “Okay, fine, fiiiine,” he relented as Gilda started pulling on one of his wings. “I’ll grab my wallet.”

“Good.” Gilda nodded. “Gabs, plans for if our new acquaintances show up?”

“I’m watching Naruto, I don’t have any sexy plans.” Gabs shook her head and looked back to the TV.

“Fair.” Gilda shrugged.

“I’m sure chat can come up with something if you feel the need,” CC noted out loud. “Okay, keys, wallet, got everything. Let’s go before you pull out my primaries.”

“Please.” Gilda snorted as she shut the door behind them.

“Dash. Smoothie?” Snow asked, as he started the blender.

“Sure.” Dash said from her spot, slouching on one of the comfy chairs.

Fluttershy blushed.

“What is it?” Gabs asked, noting the yellow pegasi’s reddening face.

“Just… Chat… Teasing me.” The yellow mare pouted a little.

“What, wanting Snow’s massive D?” Dash snickered as she tapped at her phone.

“I am not massive, at least not compared to CC.” Snow stated as he handed a glasses of pinkish smoothie to Dash.

“You’re still endowed though.” Gabs pointed out.

“Well… I guess?” Snow flushed. “At what point did I become comfortable with talking about my penis?”

“Who knows, it kinda just happens.” Dash shrugged, smirking as she looked back to her phone.

“I bet you have a very nice penis.” Flutters said softly.

“Eh-hem… Thanks.” Snow flushed and plopped down next to Gabs, crossing his legs.

“Soooo…. We do have company coming.” Dash announced.

“Angel give you a booty call?” Flutters asked, blinking at the blue mare.

“Maaaaybe.” Dash smirked. “She may be on her way here.”

“Of course she is.” Flutters rolled her eyes. “Make sure to stay hydrated between rounds. Unless one of you is a, one and done.”

“Pffft, me? Please.” Dash snorted.

“And yet you’re dead to the world whenever CC makes you cum.” Gabs pointed out.

“Fuck you.” Dash scowled.

There was a knock at the front door.

“I think she would prefer that.” Gabs waved towards the door.

“...Do we even know my waist size?” CC pointed out, staring at the wall of pants. “I don’t carry a tape measure on me.”

“We can check the tag on your shorts, dork.” Gilda chuckled. She tugged at his waistband a bit. “Ah, these are… size thirteen.”

“And they don’t quite fit, so we should...try a twelve, I guess,” the stallion nodded, picking a few appropriate pants out of the cubbyholes they were stored in. “Maybe a few shirts to work out in.”

“Probably just a pack of tank tops, or t-shirts.” Gilda nodded. “Hell, we might find some kind of nerdy shirt for you to go around in.” She nudged him with an elbow.

“Stranger things have happ-” The stallion cut himself off as he glanced over at the t-shirts. “Wait, is that…” He carried a few pants over to the table as he looked at something. “Hah. Well I guess this works.”

He held up a bright blue shirt, emblazoned with some sort of symbol that Gilda didn’t know much about. But he seemed happy to have it. Thus...it was probably some sort of nerdy shirt.

“There you go.” Gilda gestured. “Wanna find another one before we find some pants to try on?”

“I’ve got a few pant- wait. No.” The stallion looked at another pile of shirts and picked another one up. This one was grey, but with a similar symbol to the other one, done up in rainbow-esque decals on the front. “Two. Two shirts? One I could believe, but two?”

“Hey, at least you found something.” Gilda smiled. “Now, unless you want to keep looking, fitting rooms.”

“Over there,” the stallion gestured with one hand. They began making their way over, and before he stepped into the dressing room area proper, he coughed slightly, looking at the hen.

“Um, I don’t think they’d appreciate it if you went back there with me,” he mused.

“I’ll wait out here, maybe check in to see how they’re doing.” Gilda shrugged.

CC sighed in relief as he went back to the changing area, ready to try on his new clothes.

“Now let’s see how they’re doing…” Gilda mused aloud.

Dash was shoved into the wall as Angel smashed her lips into Dash’s.

“Hey! Hey! Take it upstairs!” Flutters pointed an angry finger at the stairs and the pair quickly made a dash towards them.

“Huh, everything seems fine.” Gilda shrugged. Then the feed shuddered for a moment, before showing one of the guest rooms as an option. Clicking it revealed Dash, who was tossed onto the bed, and she was quickly straddled by the canine form of Angel.

And then things got lewd. Well, lewder, seeing as how they appeared to have had their clothes vanish since the last time Gilda had seen Dash.

Gilda blinked. “I’m not surprised.” She blushed, looked around, then walked into the fitting rooms. Her stallion was the only thing there. She knocked on the door. “CC? Open up.”

The stallion stood up so that he was looking over the top of the door. “Uh...G?” He blushed a little. “I’ve...kind of only got one of the pairs of pants on.”

“Good, open up.” She ordered in a way he knew very well by this point. The stallion gulped, standing back from the door, before unlatching it and letting her have access to the room. She closed and locked the door behind her, only to immediately press him into the mirror on the wall. Her beak mashed into his lips as she tugged her shirt up and started unlatching her bra.

“F-fuck, G,” CC panted as he got a break when she pulled her shirt off. “What’s...gotten into you? Normally you’re not this-”

“Dash is fucking that bitch and I’m jealous.” She panted, undoing her pants button as she nipped at his neck.

“Ohgeeze,” CC huffed, holding the hen closer. “So, what were you planning on do-”

She pushed her tits into his chest as her pants dropped. Then she started to tug his down. “Sweetie, I wanted to be good. But I need this…”

“O...okay, how about…” CC managed to maneuver them so that they were near the small bench, before sitting down on it, hard. He pulled his pants off himself, letting his boxers be the only thing between Gilda and his length. “I’m sure we’re going to get all the complaints, but as long as you don’t break the bench…”

She tugged at his boxers, letting his length out. Her hot, already fluttering, lips pressed into his tip and she unintentionally dragged her damp lips down his shaft. “D-dammit.”

“If, you need it, that badly,” CC huffed, “Then just...I won’t hold it against you if we just fuck for once. You’re all the foreplay I need.”

She grabbed his shaft. “For once, fuck foreplay.” She panted as she made him part her lips. She gave a breathy pant as she slowly lowered herself down his length.

The two set a steady pace of her raising and lowering her hips up and down his length, and CC bucking occasionally to meet her gyrating hips. Then, he did something she didn’t expect.

In the middle of her bucking her hips back down, CC grabbed onto her ass with both hands, stood up, and forced her to lock her legs around his waist as he bounced her on his dick while he was standing up, supporting her with his hands.

She chirped. Then squawked. Her talons pressed into the walls and she did everything in her power to not gouge talon marks into the walls. Her tunnel squeezed at him as she let him take over.

“Gonna...fuck foals into you...here,” CC muttered. “It’s...what you want, right?” His thrusting hadn’t stopped, if anything, he’d started going harder with gravity’s help to bring her up and down so quickly.

“N-not on b-birth c-control.” She gasped out, burying her face into his shoulder. “Fuck a bun into this oven. Pump me full of that foal batter. Fuck- gimme a kid!” He felt her squeeze him even harder as her juices started rolling down his shaft.

“One? Fuck...that noise, I’m gonna give you a whole clutch,” CC promised, thrusting hard enough to bump into the end of her tunnel before visibly restraining himself. “You’ll be walking funny for days,” he promised. His length twitched at the thought. “And we’ll show off how you grow day by day with my kids...over and over again~”

“Please. Please!” She begged, still trying to keep her voice down. Whispering her needs into his ear. “Gimme. I need that!”

CC used one hand to bring Gilda’s head down to meet his in a kiss as he finally let loose inside his hen. Mostly to keep his grunting from cumming down, but also to keep her screams quiet when she eventually came as well. He wouldn’t be satisfied with one load, either...he was going to give her at least one more while they were here.

“What do you think is taking Gilda and CC so long?” Snow asked as Gabs sat and watched the TV, as he simultaneously tried to ignore the very lewd noises coming from upstairs.

“Knowing them- Nah- Knowing Gilda. Something’s gonna get her hot and bothered, so she’s probably banging in the dressing room.” Gabs glanced over at him.

“Really? I’d think they’d have more self control than that.” Snow frowned.

Gilda squawked as she was bent over. Her talons were against the wall, and she was dripping her lust onto the floor as CC ruthlessly pounded her.

“Them? Self control?” Gabs blinked then burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Flutters asked as she came back downstairs. “They’re taking a break by the way.”

“Good.” Snow sighed in relief.

“CC and Gilda are probably banging.” Gabs said to the butter mare as she sat down.

“Yeah, probably.” Flutters nodded.

The lady at check out was blinking at them, as if she either knew what they’d done, or she recognized them. Both were an option.

Gilda was a little uncomfortable and her legs were a little sore, but beyond that, she was fine.

“Is there a problem?” CC asked, tilting his head slightly in confusion.

The mare shook herself. “No. Nothing. Just deja vu.” She said as she started ringing them up.

“Gilda? CC?” CC blinked. He knew that voice.

“Miss Harvest?” Gilda asked. “Didn’t CC run into you not long ago?”

“Yeah.” The kirin smiled. “You’re both looking well.”

“I managed to get him in shape.” Gilda patted his stomach. “Well, help. Hey, are we allowed to call you by your first name now?” She smirked at the mare.

“Oh please don’t.” Harvest groaned, face-palming with a blush on her cheeks.

“What, afraid that Fertile Harvest sounds too much like a pornstar name?” Gilda snickered.

“Not gonna lie, it kinda does,” CC admitted. “But hey, nobody’s telling you to do porn.”

“Right. Yeah.” Harvest coughed lightly into a fist. “That would be… something. Not that I… No, no that would be inappropriate.”

“It’s not that bad actually.” Gilda said.

“As I’ve seen.” Harvest said with a smile.

All three froze for a moment. There was silence for a few seconds.

“I thought I recognized you.” The mare at the checkout counter said aloud. “Sorry! Ignore me! I’ll just… keep ringing you up…”

“Well, as long as you don’t expect a performance on demand,” CC quipped. “We don’t do that. Just tell me what I owe you for the clothes.”

“Fifty-three, sixty.” The mare said, trying to maintain composure.

“And I’m going to go continue my shopping before I embarrass myself any further.” Harvest said with a wave at the pair.

“See ya, Teach.” Gilda waved and turned back towards her boyfriend.

“Well, that was fun,” the stallion mused, having already swiped his card. The reader flashed a few times before the transaction was paid for, and he smiled at the mare before starting to take the bags of clothes up in his arms.

“And let’s go see how much of a mess the house is.” Gilda chuckled. “Shit…” She leaned against her stallion. “My legs are still a tiny bit wobbly.”

“Lean on me until we get to the car,” CC suggested. Then he leaned in and whispered to her the other half of his sentence. “You won’t need them when we get home anyways. I’m gonna fuck you until your brain breaks.”

“Mind if I rub myself off in the car?” She whispered back.

CC waited until they’d hobbled out of the store to reply. “Not really, no, it’ll keep you wet for when I throw you onto the bed and fuck you through it.”

“O-ho-ho Baby…” Gilda groaned. “Can’t wait.”

“Got damn…” Angel laid on the couch in only her underwear. “Why do you have such a talented tongue?”

“I dunno?” Dash just shrugged. “I normally bang dudes.”

“This is true.” Flutters agreed.

“Well fuck me then…” Angel flopped an arm over her eyes.

“She already did.” Gabs pointed out.

“And I will be back, I am going to… do things, because… stuff.” Snow said awkwardly walking towards the stairs.

“Oh no!” Flutters got up. “You okay?”

“Just overstimulated.” Snow said with a sigh as he plodded up the stairs.

Flutters gave a glance at the other girls. Dash and Angel both gave her a thumbs up. Gabs grinned. Flutters took a breath and followed the stallion.

Snow’d shut the guest room door. She bit her lip and knocked softly. “Snow? Can I come in?”

“Fluttershy?” He actually yelped. “U-ummm… Well…”

“Can… can I help you?” Flutters offered.

“S… Sure.” Came the tentative response.

Flutters opened the door and saw Snow sitting on the bed. He had a pillow over his lap as his pants were around his ankles.

“Hi.” Flutters said, shutting the door behind her.

“H-Hi.” Snow blushed.

Flutters walked over and sat next to him. “U-ummm… A bit… excited?”

“More than a bit.” He nodded, blushing even more.

“Can… I… ummm…” Flutters took a breath. “Snow. I’m going to be blunt and assertive.” She took another breath. “I like you. I like you and I want to help get you off because you’re probably very pent up from being around all these mares all day.”

“Yeah… umm.. Little bit…” He nodded. “And… I like you too.”

“G-good.” Flutters nodded. “Th-that’s good…”

“S-so… ummm, how do you…” Snow audibly gulped.

Flutters decided to take the lead, slowly taking hold of the pillow and tugging it off his lap. Immediately his cock sprang up and bumped into her hand.

“Sorry!” He jumped.

Flutters giggled. “It’s okay.” She smiled at him. “It’s very okay.” She lightly brushed her fingertips over his shaft, causing him to shudder. “What would you like?” She asked softly.

“D-do whatever you want?” He replied, gulping a little.

Flutters took a breath and tugged her shirt up and off, dropping it onto the bed. “W-want to see them?”

Snow nodded dumbly as the mare wrapped her hand around his shaft, and started to lightly stroke him. She reached her free hand back and unclasped her bra. She briefly let him go, giggling as he twitched. She dropped the bra to the bed and lightly pushed him back onto the bed.

He blushed as she stood up and dropped her pants and panties. She crawled up onto the bed and straddled him, his cock pressing into her ass cheeks. “Wanna feel them?” Flutters giggled, cupping her breasts.

He nodded and she took his hands. She slowly guided his hands up until he cupped her. She gave a soft sigh as he started to gently squeeze and fondle her. She pressed back into his cock and ground her ass against it. He groaned at the contact. She bit her lip as she rubbed her damp lips over his shaft.

He squeezed harder, causing her to gasp and rub herself against him faster. She whined, pressing herself against his shaft and rubbing over his length. With a soft moan she leaned in and kissed him.

She squealed as he squeezed her hard. She felt his cock twitch and spasm. She could feel him shaking as he started to cum. The very thought sent her over the edge as well. Her hips pressed against his as they climaxed together.

They came down slowly. Simply content to hold each other and enjoy their mutual afterglow.

For the moment, this room was taken.

“Welp. Flutters is finally getting some.” Gabs commented.

“Bout time.” Dash snorted.

“That would be so cute, but it’d be rude to film their first time.” Gabs nodded, glancing over at the pegasi.

“And I think I’m recovered enough.” Angel said, getting up and stretching. “I’m gonna grab my clothes and head out. Dash, call me.”

“Definitely.” Dash nodded. “See ya.”

Angel gathered her stuff as Dash lounged and Gabs kept watching TV. It was as she was leaving that Gilda and CC burst into the house.

“Shit.” Angel rolled out of the way of the pair.

“Sorry!” Gilda said, looking very flushed. “We, just… We’ll be upstairs.”

“Yeah, we have...things to put away,” CC agreed. He and Gilda all but leapt up the stairs, the bags he was carrying swaying dangerously with each step.

Huh. Hadn’t they gone out to buy clothes? A lot of Gilda’s seemed to be on the floor up to the bedrooms.

Gilda virtually leapt onto the bed as CC slammed the door behind them. “Take me. Fuck me. Fuck me now, Dweeb!”

CC had stripped out of his clothes in the time it took Gilda to get in position, easily landing in position and sliding his hard cock into her needy hole. “Mmmph. Gonna have to keep screwing you every day to get you used to being stretched for when the kids come,” he pointed out.

“Oh, CC… Keep talking.” She groaned, wrapping her legs around his hips and squeezing him against her. He leaned down, using one hand to brace himself against the bed while the other molested one of her breasts.

“I, am going to fuck you until your mind warps,” he promised. “My beautiful, strong, sexy catbird. I am going to make you feel so loved that you will feel empty when I’m not cramming another load in your cunt.” Even as he talked to her, he was pistoning his hips back and forth, giving her as much cock as she could handle with every thrust.

“W-with all that l-love.” She managed to get out. “Sh-should’ve been born a changeling.” She giggled, moaning loudly, shamelessly, as her breasts bounced with every thrust.

“They’ll be jealous of how much is poured out in this house,” CC promised, now using both hands to brace himself as his thrusting picked up a notch in intensity. “You are going to wake up and go to bed each morning well fucked.”

Her hips wildly bucked into his, humping into him with no concern as to matching his thrusts. “Gonna cum. Gonna Cum!” She chirped.

“Then do it, my sexy bird,” CC cooed, using one hand to cup one of her cheeks momentarily, before going back to screwing her. Wait, was he...he was. He was going to fuck her through her orgas-

She shrieked like an eagle as his hips were sprayed with catbird cum. He could feel her walls spasming and twitching around his cock.

And CC kept going, his thrusting only stimulating an already over-stimulated bird even more. He either had been drained a bit from their earlier sessions, or was trying to make good on his promise to break her.

“Cum in me!” She cried out. “Again! More! I need it!”

“Oh, I will, but first…” CC put his hands under Gilda and heaved-

And now he was sitting back, Gilda in his lap as he humped up into her as she leaned on him for support. “First, I’m going to fuck you senseless,” he promised. “And once I know you’ll never forget this day, I’ll give you load after load~”

Her hips twitched and spasmed and his cock was clenched in a vice as more cum splattered against his hips. Her mouth opened, she gave out chirps and groans as she gave panting, gasps of breath.

CC used one hand to bring her head in for a kiss as he just kept humping, his cock only twitching a little as he kept using Gilda’s cunt as a fleshlight. Eventually he broke away from her beak and smiled at her. “Just let me know when you’ve had enough,” he teased. “I’ll be sure to not stop~”

Her talons grabbed his wings and squeezed as she pressed her gushing pussy into the base of his shaft. His flare pressed into her last barrier.

“Such a needy bird,” CC grunted out. “Who’s a good breeding bitch?” he teased, using one hand to grip Gilda’s ass and squeeze. He was pretty close to dumping a third load in her, but he wanted her to say it first.

“Ahhh- Me!” She cried out.

“What’s your name?” CC thrust up, making the hen bounce. Just...nearly…

“B-breeding B-bitch!” She shrieked, then bit down onto his shoulder. CC gasped, even as his cock flooded her womb with his third load of the day. He gripped the hen tight, holding her against him as he came like a firehose.

Gilda collapsed against him, her body finally giving out. She gave soft, tired mewls.

CC held still for a minute or so, his cock eventually petering out as he finished filling her.

Then he started gently bucking back and forth again.

Was...was he not done?

“I made you a promise,” he said into her ear. “And I intend to keep it.”

It was going to be a long night.

009 - Actions have Consequences

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Gilda and CC sat on the couch. They very much had the look of a pair of children who’d been caught fooling around.

And they had, in a manner of speaking.

Snow paced in front of them, seemingly gathering his thoughts. Gabs and Dash had beat a hasty retreat somewhere else. Flutters sat in her chair looking at the pair with a deadpan stare.

Snow paused his pacing and put his hands together. He took a breath and pointed his folded hands at them. “I’m not mad. I’m disappointed.” He took another breath. “You see, I care about you two. I want you to be healthy and happy. That kinda hits a snag when you two start to fuck each other raw (literally) for hours on end. And now, I have to bring the hammer down, again. You two are not allowed any genital touching for at least a week, for your own health. I will give you ointment to stop the irritation, I’m not a monster, but it’s still gonna sting when applied. Have you two learned your lesson? Seriously, there’s a thing called restraint. Learn to hold back once and awhile.”

CC didn’t say anything. He knew better than to try to say the first, second, or even third thing that popped into his head in this sort of situation. He was quite certain that anything he had to say would only make the situation worse until he accepted the punishment as doled out by their health professional.

“It might help,” Fluttershy spoke up, “if you two slept in different bedrooms for the time being.”

“Yes Ma’am.” Gilda said quietly.

“...fine,” CC agreed. He couldn’t see a way out of this one. Though the question of how they were going to last a week apart from one another was one he didn’t fancy answering.

“If this happens again, we might need chaperones.” Snow sighed. “Please, take more care of yourselves. You were both dehydrated and if you raw dogged it any more one of you would have started bleeding. Stings already doesn’t it?”

“Yeah…” Gilda said, shifting a little and looking uncomfortable. CC didn’t say anything himself, merely choosing to shift his legs closed a little bit more and wince away from the berating voice of Snow, as if it was as painful as the stinging he was feeling in his groin.

“Now, I recommend you two clean up. Use separate bathrooms. I’ll go get some medicine for you two while you do that.” Snow said, rubbing his eyes.

CC winced again as he stood up, before hobbling off to the master bathroom. It had a nice, big bathtub for him to soak in. That sounded great right now.

Gilda got up with a grunt. And wandered towards the downstairs bathroom. She was sore and achey, and not in the fucked silly kind of way either. She just needed a nice long shower.

“Why do I feel like a disapproving parent?” Snow asked with a sigh, flopping onto the couch.

Flutters got up and sat next to him, cuddling into his side. “Well somebody needs to be an adult in this house.”

“Not counting you.” Snow chuckled, glancing at her.

“I’m not assertive enough. Dry commentary only goes so far.” The butter mare giggled. “Ummm… You were amazing by the way.”

“Thanks…” The swol pegasus blushed. “It would’ve been nice to enjoy it more, but when we came out of the haze we got to deal with them.”

“They’ll learn.” She paused. “... I hope.”

“Same.” He rolled his eyes.

The week where the pair were separated was…. A tense one. Even after the pair had healed, they were watched like a hawk by the others. Snow started coming by more regularly, as did Dash. It was to the point where they’d either need to renovate or convert some of the space in the basement.

“CC, how are you feeling?” Snow asked as he came in and set his duffel bag down next to the kitchen counter/island.

“Fine, just like I said yesterday,” the stallion in question answered readily, making some grilled cheese sandwiches for the house. He flipped the sandwich over with his spatula before continuing his answer. “I think part of it is just staying active and keeping my body moving with my exercise. Doesn’t hurt that it distracts me as well.”

“That’s good. That’s really good.” Snow smiled. “And how has everyone else been doing?”

“I wouldn’t know, Gabby, Fluttershy, and Dash won’t let me get within a few feet of Gilda,” CC muttered darkly. “I thought they were pegasi, not vultures. Watching my every move...”

“Now you sound paranoid.” Snow chuckled. “I have no doubt that you’re pent up, you’ll be able to make love to her soon. Just, might need to be on a limit.”

“What, are you going to time us?” CC asked with a raised eyebrow. “No more than this long per day sort of thing?”

“Yeah, that or limit you to you can only climax twice.” Snow snorted and shook his head.

“Bet Chat would love to know the main show’s been put on probation,” CC grumbled.

“Oh, she didn’t tell you? Flutters already let Chat know. They just want everybody to get better, so to speak.” Snow paused and hummed. “That’s an idea. You two can only bang if you’re on cam. With probably an x amount of time limit on how many hours.”

“...Huh. Well, at least we’ll get some chance,” CC admitted. He pulled the sandwich off the pan and plated it, putting it to one side. “Okay. Fine. That works.”

“Think about it this way, if you’re into it, say Gilda and you go to get clothes again….” Snow winked.

“It wasn’t just that,” CC explained. “Gilda tuned into the stream and saw what was going on, got jealous, and went for the nearest outlet.”

“Oh, so that already happened.” Snow blinked.

“Yeaaah,” CC said dryly. “But everyone’s been doing a remarkable job at keeping us seperated, so hopefully there won’t be another episode like that one when we are allowed within a few feet of each other.”

“Welllll…. I’ll talk to Flutters. We may have to let you celebrate doing so well by letting you two be on cam for awhile.” Snow said with a hum. “With a time limit of course.”

“Of course,” CC rolled his eyes. “Fine, it’s better than nothing.”

“Good. I’ll go have a chat with Flutters.” Snow smiled and started to head upstairs. CC waited for the stallion to leave before he continued to make the sandwiches for the house. It was important to be fed regularly, and everyone’s sandwich had a bit of a surprise in them.

Gilda looked rather miserable. She was allowed on the same couch as CC finally, but CC seemed rather uptight and Gilda just looked a little ill.

“You feeling okay, G?” Dash asked.

“Slept like shit and my stomach’s been killing me.” Gilda grumbled, resting her head on her talon. “Not that CC’s food was bad.” She glanced at him and patted his leg. “It’s just. I don’t know, maybe a bug, or something.”

“What’s the symptoms?” Snow asked as he sat on the floor in front of Flutter’s chair.

“Eh, headaches, nausea, fatigue. Probably just caught a strain of the flu or something.” Gilda shrugged.

“Well, it’s probably nothing major,” CC suggested, wrapping one wing around her slowly to hug her closer.

She leaned against him. “Thanks babe.”

“Well, should we just watch something so we can all just relax.” Flutters commented.

“That sounds like a plan,” CC agreed. “Hmm. Something tells me it shouldn’t be anything too exciting though…”

“Something low key.” Gilda nodded. “I don’t have the energy for something massively exciting.”

“Do we have any mysteries on tap?” CC asked the others. “Those are usually a slow burn.”

“Counter, offer.” Snow raised a hand. “Comedic-mystery. Like Murder By Death, or Clue.”

Gabs gasped. “Clue! I haven’t seen that since I was a hatchling!”

“Clue’s a fun one, but wasn’t there…” CC mused. “I’m trying to think of the name. But there was a popular movie about pulling together the most famous mystery characters at the time into one building to figure out whodunnit...can’t recall the name of it.”

“That’s Murder By Death.” Snow said with a nod.

“Can’t forget the fact they hired an earth pony to play a kirin.” Dash added. Snow looked at her and blinked in surprise. “What? I can like older movies, plus it was the eighties, you can’t really get away with a lot of that older stuff now.”

“Too true.” Flutters added.

“Pick one of the two, both sound good to me.” Gilda shrugged, wrapping her arms around her stomach.

“I think we’ve got both lying around,” CC said, slowly getting up and unwrapping his wing from around Gilda. “Snow, you pick, I’m gonna go find the anti-nausea meds for G.”

“Got it.” Snow got up and went over to the movie cabinet and peered through the selection of Blu-rays. He managed to pull out a pair and set them by the console. He popped one in. “Murder by Death first, because I don’t remember that one as much.”

“Yay.” Flutters gave a quiet cheer.

“What other trivia do I know.” Dash hummed as trailers started playing. “Trupone Capote was in it, but I doubt many people remember him.”

It was a few minutes before CC returned from his impromptu jaunt to the upstairs bathroom, but he did eventually return with a small shotglass filled with viscous pink liquid by the time the opening credits were done. “Drink,” he said, passing his find to Gilda. “Should help with the worst of it.”

“Ey… Pepto. Nice.” She downed the shot and made a face. “Ugh, milk or something. Hate the taste of this stuff. Can you get me something?”

“Yeah, sure, not a problem.” The stallion pecked the griffon hen on the cheek with a kiss before making another trip to help her out.

“Thank you.” Gilda called out. “And can you toss me the blanket on the way back.”

“Somebody’s nesting.” Gabs teased.

“Fuck you, I can like being cared for when I’m feeling shitty.” Gilda pouted.

“It’s like you two are already married.” Dash snorted.

“Well, CC does do pretty much everything she asks without much fuss.” Flutters nodded.

“And it’s cute.” Snow nodded. “Now if we could get both your libidos under control, everything would be perfect.” He chuckled.

“I happen to think our libidos are perfectly matched, thanks!” CC called from the kitchen.

“That may be, but we want them so you two can bang without turning it into a fucking marathon.” Dash said. “I mean, I like getting laid, but you two? Just, damn.”

“CC doesn’t mind that I’ve been wanting him more lately.” Gilda said, puffing out her feathers a bit. The stallion in question came back in with a small glass of milk so she could wash the pepto taste out of her mouth. Once she took it from him, he gave her another peck on the cheek, before going off for the blanket she’d asked for.

“You’re a fucking saint.” Gilda said, grunting a little as she leaned forward to set the empty cup on the table.

“That’s not too far off.” Gabs giggled.

“Heh, The Fucking Saint.” Flutters snorted.

CC did return and draped a blanket over Gilda’s back, sitting next to her and snuggling up next to her under it. Ah, he’d gotten a large one, so they could sit under it together.

“Mmmmm… Love you.” Gilda hummed, nuzzling his cheek. The stallion nuzzled her back and...hmm. That could be a problem. Nobody else could see what was happening under that blanket. She glanced over at her stallion. “Don’t get any ideas. This has killed my mood.”

“You? Having a dead mood?” CC blinked a few times. “Someone call NASA, we’ve obviously missed a meteor on the way to end the world.”

“Give it an hour.” Gilda snorted.

“That’s the sexy catbird I know,” CC agreed, turning to peck her cheek and snuggle against the griffon hen.

“Sure, I’m sexy now, but just wait until I’m fat with your eggs.” She said with a bit of a grumble, wrapping part of the blanket around herself.

“Are you kidding?” CC asked, making the hen look at him. CC wrapped his arms around her as well in a hug from the side. “The result of the sexiness is just as sexy as fucking them into you in the first place. You will never not be attractive to me, silly catbird.”

She responded by pressing herself into his side and resting her head on his shoulder. Then CC whispered something to her that made a thrill run up her spine.

“Wonder how many eggs I can knock you up with at once…”

She left out a soft, breathy sigh as she nuzzled into his neck. The stallion merely ran a hand over her stomach, like it was already full of eggs, to tease her a few times, before returning to just watching the movie as it unfolded.

At some point in the movie, Gilda just fell asleep on her boyfriend. This was far from a problem, as CC managed to pick up his snoozing hen and carry her up to her room (bridal style, much to everyone’s amusement). Flutters, both helping and keeping an eye on the pair, pulled Gilda’s sheets back so CC could lay her in bed. The moment he slipped the sheets and covers back up, the hen hugged a bundle of sheets and covers close to her. Thus, CC and Flutters let her sleep. Content in the fact that she was going to sleep off whatever she was sick with.

A loud gagging and coughing came from the bathroom. CC opened his eyes and squinted around. It was still dark.

The gagging, and now vomiting noises, only continued.

Worried, the stallion ambled out to the bathroom, which was clearly lit.

Gilda was slumped over the toilet bowl, looking quite miserable as she spit into it. Flutters was behind her and was rubbing the poor hens back. Flutters looked up as the stallion peeked inside.

“Something up?” CC asked with a yawn. “Guess she didn’t sleep it off, huh?”

“CC.” Gilda rasped weakly as she looked over at him.

“I think I’m pregnant.”

CC blinked a few times, processing that information. It took a minute, he wasn’t really awake fully for it. Eventually, he did say something.

“If not for the fact that you were just vomiting, I’d kiss you,” he said bluntly. “Best news ever.” He knelt next to the hen and hugged her from the side gently, nuzzling into her shoulder softly and trying not to fall back asleep.

“I wouldn’t…” Gilda groaned. She was shaking as she groaned. “Might vomit on you.”

“I’m gonna go get a blanket and a couple pillows.” Flutters whispered as she got up. “Might need to have her stay in here, you know, just in case.”

“Fair,” CC nodded to Flutters as she went to get those things. Then he looked up at Gilda, before pointing a hand at the shower not three feet away. “Considering that’s just on the other side of the bathroom,” he said dryly, “I think it’s safe to say you need me more than I need to be clean. Because even if you do vomit on me, I can just rinse off real fast.”

“Stop being so sweet when I can’t do shit to fucking… something.” She grumbled, sliding down off the toilet seat into a slump as Flutters returned.

The butter mare set a pillow down and helped Gilda down onto it as she tucked the blanket around her.

“Mm’ thank’s mom.” Gilda said, already dozing off.

Flutters gestured for CC to lie next to her. “I’m sure she’d appreciate it.” She said quietly.

“Already…” CC muttered, lying next to the hen once she was settled and draping a wing over her. Whatever else he was going to say was cut off as the pair cuddled on the bathroom floor, already both asleep.

Flutters slowly walked out of the bathroom, and shut the light off. With a yawn she left them to their rest.

“CC…” Gilda pouted from the kitchen as she stared into the fridge. “Do we have any pickles? I’m hungry for pickles.”

“Shelf on the right door,” he suggested. “Plenty of sweet mini pickles and pickle slices. One for cocktail trays and one for burgers. Back of the fridge is where we keep the pickle wedges.”

Gilda returned to the couch and plopped down next to her stallion as she popped open a new container of pickles. A container which she started munching pickles out of. She blinked with a pickle sticking out of her beak as everyone looked at her. “What?”

“Hungry?” Gabs asked.

The pickle slowly disappeared into the beak with a series of crunches. “For pickles.”

“Hormones make you crave weird things.” Flutters commented.

“Keeping in mind she’s eating for at least two now, I don’t doubt it,” CC agreed. “But at least it’s fairly normal for the time being.”

Gilda crunched another pickle then paused. She looked over at CC. “CC. Drop the pants. Hungry for dick now.”

“Gilda no!”

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Gilda was down for the count for a few days. The initial bouts of morning sickness were rough on the normally strong hen. In short, it hit her like a truck. CC ended up taking care of her, leaving the others to run the house.

Flutters kept chat updated with what was going on. Surprisingly they were overjoyed that Gilda was pregnant. Gabby kept the perverts appeased with many solo shows. Snow regularly came by to check on Gilda, as well as occasionally sneak off with Flutters. Dash was actually super helpful, if anyone needed anything outside of the house, she would get it. It was a godsend at times.

It was also at this point, where Dash was sent off to the grocery store because Gilda was craving ramen. The mare blinked at the shelves of cup noodles. With a hum she fished the crumpled note out of her pocket. “Cup Noodles.” She mentioned then shrugged as she grabbed raman cups at random and stacked them into her cart.

“Okay, what else does she want?” Dash chewed her lip. “Coffee, both for her and CC… more pickles… Milk… Eggs... Snacky stuff. So chips and shit.” Dash shrugged and pushed her cart, heading towards the cooler side of the store.

As she was retrieving milk from the cooler a voice got her attention. “Dash? Rainbow Dash?”

Dash knew that voice. She groaned, rolling her eyes before turning around. There was a stallion with his own cart. A gray-furred pegasus stallion with a bright white mohawk. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt and black sweat shorts. “Thunderlane. Been awhile.”

“Heh, yeah.” The stallion smirked as he stopped his cart next to hers. “You’re looking great.”

“I know.” Dash rolled her eyes. “Well, it’s been good to see you, but I have shopping to do.” She made to leave, pushing her cart away.

Unfortunately, Thunderlane decided to follow her. “Hey, wait a sec, we haven’t seen each other since high school.”

“That was months ago, Thunder.” Dash said with a sigh.

“Yeah, well, I just wanted to say hi.” Thunder continued to follow her.

“And you did.” Dash made it to the bakery and got some bread. Wasn’t on the list, but sandwiches were always good.

“I’ve seen your streams.” Thunder continued as the “pair” went down another aisle.

“At this point, who hasn’t?” Dash replied blandly. “I don’t really care.”

“You know, you could do better than them.” Thunder tried to make his comment offhanded. Key word: tried.

Dash had just about enough. She paused and turned around, crossing her arms over her chest. “Look Thunder, I don’t know what your deal is, but I’m not interested. To be perfectly honest, you’re coming off as a real creep right now. I’m sure your younger brother would be so proud.”

“Hey, don’t bring Rumble into this!” Thunder snapped at her.

“Then stop trying to be this alpha, you’ve never had my dick before, asshole!” Dash threw her arms out in exasperation. “I remember high school gym, I’ve had bigger. Now would you kindly fuck off?”

“Mmmph, whatever. Bitch.” Thunder grumbled, blushing in embarrassment as he turned his cart and left.

“Fucking finally.” Dash rubbed her eyes with a hand, then tugged out the list again. “Dammit, I need to go across the store again…”

Gilda was nestled in a blanket in the corner of the couch. CC was cuddled up next to her, as the pair watched some bad action movie from the nineties. It really wasn’t for watching. Gilda just seemed to nod off easier if she had the TV on. The hens eyes drooped slowly.

The front door opened. Unlike Dash’s normal entries, she was downright quiet. The mare seemed to be taking extra precautions to not make too much noise. The mare almost delicately set the bags of groceries on the kitchen counter. “So, I got everything.” The mare announced, and a few more things. “Took a little bit, ran into somebody.” She groaned as she started to put the groceries away.

“Anyone we have to worry about?” CC called over the couch, stroking Gilda’s head softly to help her drift off a little easier.

“Just Thunderlane. Had to tell him to fuck off.” Rainbow shrugged, glancing at the couple. “I hope he doesn’t bother us. How’s G doing by the way?”

“M’okay.” The griffon called out sleepily.

“She gets tired easily, which seems to be one of two of her new default states,” CC agreed. “Not that I’m complaining. Just explaining.”

“What’s the other one?” Dash chuckled. “Or do I have to guess?”

“Nah, I’m pretty sure you’re familiar with it,” CC agreed with his own laugh. “In any case, I’m just gonna help her get a nap in.”

“Sounds good, let me know if you two need anything else.” Dash nodded as she balled up the plastic bags. “Might go for a fly or go to the gym or something.”

“Sounds good,” CC nodded, kissing the top of Gilda’s head as the pair remained cuddled. “Let us know if you run into any more jerks.”

“I’ll let you know.” Dash said with a smile. “Feel better G.”

“Mmmhmmm.” The hen said, dropping slowly onto her coltfriend.

Everything was going great. Dash was at the gym, there weren’t many people around, and she was already halfway through her routine. Maybe she could invite CC to come along sometime. Might do him more good.

Dash hummed as she worked her calves. Then again, the guy could be a serious introvert, thus that exercise game. ‘I wonder how that would compare to here?’ She thought to herself. Her legs were starting to burn so she shook herself. She’d lost count of her reps, but burning was normally a good thing in this case.

She stood up, a little wobbly at first, and bent over to grab her stuff.

“Heh, look Crash still doesn’t have an ass.”

Here too? Really?

Dash straightened. “I just can’t go anywhere today.” Dash muttered to herself, then turned to see a pair of pegasus stallions. One was brown-furred with a blond mane, the other was a tannish-orange with a brown mane. Both were in tank-tops and sweatpants. Both were also snickering.

“You two done? Get a good look? Cause that’s all you’re getting.” Dash deadpanned at the pair.

“Get a look of what? You don’t got anything to look at Crash.” The brown stallion smirked at her.

“Yeah, you’re flat in all the wrong places.” The orange one nodded along.

“Okay. I don’t need this today.” Dash tossed her towel over her shoulder and picked up her bag. “You two enjoy jerkin’ each other off.” She gave a half-hearted wave as she turned and walked off.

“Yeah, go back to the kitchen.” One of them called out one last barb.

“Fucking… Forget it.” Dash made for the showers.

She passed a couple changing mares and tossed her bag in a locker, before stripping out of her work out clothes and tossed them in as well. She started to relax when she hung her towel up on a hanger and got in the shower.

She relaxed even further when the hot water hit her.

Two opposite experiences one guy couldn’t take a hint. And two guys who have to take out their self-esteem issues out on anyone they could pick on like it was middle school all over again.

She… kinda wished she could have what Gilda had. Yeah, she could fuck CC whenever, baring Gilda said it was okay, but she didn’t have the same… connection with CC that Gilda had. It was the same thing with Angel. That was pretty much just hot, sweaty sex.

The thoughts made her hot in places she really didn’t want to deal with right now.

Then again, maybe she could get Angel and CC into a threesome.

She grunted to herself and quickly turned the cold water on. She hissed out in shock, but at least it calmed her body down.

Maybe she should finally start actively looking for someone herself. Gilda had CC. Flutters had Snow. (Hopefully that’d be official soon.) Gabs…. Seemed just fine solo to be honest. But… herself?

Dash shook the water out of her mane then stepped out of the shower and grabbed her towel to start rubbing it over her.

Maybe she should fuck CC one last time before starting to look for someone. She hummed as she got her bag from the locker and started putting on a fresh set of clothes.

If she was going to do that then she’d want to make it special. Maybe go get something special to ensure she can take the stallion. … And CC did mention the place he bought the cams and toys.

She had a place to stop off at before going back to CC and G’s place.

She really shouldn’t be nervous. Dash had done tons of crazy things before.

None of those things involved walking into a sex shop however.

There was a gray mare with a pink mane styled into a mohawk. She was wearing a black shirt with some metal band album cover on it. She seemed to be chewing gum as she stared at her computer, looking quite bored. “Lemme know if you need help finding anything.” She said blandly.

“Got it.” Dash said as she walked towards the sexual aides section. She browsed the shelves until she found… something. “A magical pill that enhances the vaginal lining to take larger loads.” She read, blinking. “Well, that’d do it…”

She walked towards the counter and set down the pill bottle. The mare at the counter looked up, blinked at Rainbow, then looked at the bottle. “So, is this it?” She smirked at Dash.

“I really don’t think I’ll need something else.” Dash said with a blush on her cheeks.

“Well, here’s a couple ideas.” The mare straightened. “Maybe look for something sexy for your stallion, and maybe gift a new toy to Gabs.”

Dash blinked. “Right, right. You watch the streams. Dweeb mentioned.” She shrugged. “Well… I suppose I could take a look?”

Dash, once again, snuck into the house. She did not want anyone seeing her recent purchases. And it looked like Gilda and CC passed out cuddling on the couch. Once she got upstairs, then noises alone showed that Gabs was busy with “cam time”. So Dash had the perfect excuse to do some laundry, and throw her new purchases in.

She debated on giving Gabs her new toy while she was on stream, but she might have a thing going already. There was a squawk. Yep. She had a thing going.

As she sorted her clothes, the mare took a look at the pills she got. Take a half-hour before any sexual activity, and take with plenty of water. Both good to know. Now, here’s hoping that tonight could be something special.

As she finished sorting she stared at her new addition. She blushed. She kind of hated it. Yet, at the same time… there was something almost comforting about it. She’d normally never wear something like this. It was so… girly. Yet, for once, she wanted to feel pretty.

She shook herself out of it and tossed it into the pile, before hefting the bundle of clothes into her arms. She had laundry to do, and she wanted to make sure her surprise for CC was clean before she did anything else.

Gilda had been taken up to bed finally, leaving CC with little to do. Dash had been acting almost nervous around him for most of the day. It was honestly a little worrying. So, he decided to check on her.

“Dash?” CC asked, knocking on the door a few times and calling through it. “You okay? You’ve been acting a little out of the norm for you today.”

There was a yelp. “Wait a sec! Don’t come in yet!” There was a scrambling of hooves, and a thud on the other side of the door. She opened the door and poked her head out. “Sorry, been a bit of a crazy day… and a rough day. Also feels like I’ve been dealing with stupid guys all day. Really it was only a couple of times, but… Dealing with shitty people can fuck up your day.” She chuckled with a sigh.

“Yeah, I hear that,” CC agreed with a nod. “Still, if you’re doing alright, then I’ll leave you to it for now. You probably need time to yourself to recover from a day like that.”

“Wait! Wait a sec. Ummmm… I’ve kinda got a surprise…. For you.” Dash blushed. “But… There’s something I want to say first.”

“Oh. Um. Okay?” The stallion blinked a few times, shifting awkwardly on his hooves as he put a hand behind his head. “I mean, I think this is the first time you’ve gotten me a surprise, so I’m grateful, don’t get me wrong. I just wasn’t expecting it to be for me. I’d have expected Gilda to get one first if anything.”

“Well…” Her cheeks flushed further. “Shit… I’m not good at this. So, I was doing some thinking today and…. I want to find someone, like, find someone, find someone.”

“...Aaah,” CC nodded. “Okay. So, you were…” The stallion considered. “Probably thinking about how you’d go about doing that,” he eventually concluded, diplomatically.

“Aaaactually I haven’t got there yet. I wanted to bang you one last time before I started.” She said with a nervous giggle. “If that’s okay?”

“Um, I mean, Gilda’s normally cool with that sort of thing, so that’s fine by me as well,” CC blushed a little. “But I mean, last time…”

“Well…. We might have to see if…. Ah fuck…. Worry about that later!” She shook her head. “Anyway! Give me a sec! I’ll let you know when you can come in.” Dash ducked back in and shut the door. There was mostly silence, sans the occasional swear. Then… “C-come in.”

“Should I close my eyes?” CC asked teasingly, one hand on the doorknob.

“Just get in here!” Dash snapped. The stallion rolled his eyes, but opened the door and walked into the room, keeping his eyes low so as to build suspense as he shut the door behind him. And when he looked up at the mare…

...The outfit was barely there. Could it even be called lingerie? It was black, lacy, and trailed up from her hooves all the way to the cleft between her legs, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her toned physique only meant the leggings had more to accentuate.

Of course, hugging her hips and hiding the most important bits from view, was a similar black, lacy set of panties that revealed and hid in equal amounts. Just enough to tease and tantalize, but not enough to be overtly lewd. It probably wouldn’t be allowed anywhere other than a nudist beach, it was that close to being too revealing.

And somehow, she’d found a bra that made her mostly lack of breasts look good, without padding. It probably helped that it was the third piece in the legendary lingerie, made of similar material and in a similar style. It hugged and hid her most sensitive pieces from view, but also revealed enough blue titflesh to the air that no stallion that saw it could walk away without a boner.

One that CC was definitely sporting. Dash was familiar with the python-esque bulge in his shorts. He most certainly liked, even if he was blushing and his jaw was hanging open a little.

“S-so…” She said, sounding very nervous. “H-how do I look?”

The tone of her voice seemed to snap CC out of his stupor, he visibly shook himself a little. Then he took a few steps forward and pulled Dash into a heated kiss. One where he was holding her close and his hands were running over her body and that was her ass, he was grabbing her ass.

She squeaked. ‘That’s probably a yes!’ Eventually the kiss broke, but CC didn’t stop holding her close.

“I could stare at you for hours like this,” he admitted. “But then that’d probably ruin whatever plan you cooked up.” One of his hands was now blatantly groping her ass and squeezing it. Not that there was much there, but he knew to pay attention to the girl who was attempting to seduce him.

“No, please, you’re my plans.” Dash shook her head. “Fuck, ruin me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want.” She gulped. Her normally sky blue face was now a nice shade of pink.

“Didn’t you say you just wanted me to bang you?” CC asked, trailing one hand between where her wings joined in back. Oooh, that sent shivers up her spine. “I do what you want me to, you might not go looking for anyone...might just be another femme competing with Gilda over me.”

“There’s a difference between wanting dick like yours and wanting something meaningful.” Dash pouted, glaring at him.

“Suuure there is,” CC chuckled, drawing Dash into another kiss. While he distracted her, he carefully maneuvered them so they were walking towards the bed. Once her legs bumped into the bed, he helped her sit, then lay down on it...never breaking the kiss or stopping in his blatant groping and paying attention to the mare of the hour. Eventually, he did come up for air, looming over Dash on the bed and massaging a wing with each hand as they splayed out to the side of her.

Dash whined. Her wings quivered at his touch. Her legs twitched as her hips bucked once. “You’re gonna fucking torture me, I know it.” She gasped. “Maybe you’re the one who wants to keep me.”

“What can I say, Dash,” CC mused, his fingers hunting for the little spots that made her moan and twitch, hidden under her feathers. “You were the tightest fuck I’ve ever had, and you went through all this effort to have one last good lay with me.” He brought his face back down and stared her in the eyes. “I think you deserve to be fucked until the bed breaks,” he promised.

“I… might have got something to be able to take all of you.” Dash shuddered, her eyes wide.

CC blinked at that, before looking down for a moment. He then stared back up at Dash and slowly got up off of her.

“We need to test it,” he declared immediately, moving to take his shirt off. “I might just have to keep you all for myself if that’s true.”

“Don’t let Gilda hear you say that.” Dash smirked at him, relaxing onto the bed.

“You can be the beta,” CC suggested, the shirt going flying as he started in on his jean’s fly. “Meaning you can get fucked by either of us, which I’m pretty sure was going to happen anyways.”

“You’re kinky.” Dash snorted. “Don’t tempt me.” The pegasus ran her hands over her breasts and down her toned stomach.

“Oh, so you’re considering it?” CC teased, his pants being kicked off. Now the only thing between them was their underwear, and he was already fumbling with his boxers. “What, will you change your mind if I fuck you hard enough?”

“You’re making it very hard to want more than a good dicking.” Dash managed through another whine.

“Oh, you’re going to get more than that,” CC promised, his cock springing free as he threw his underwear off. The rod of flesh bobbed as the stallion neared the bed. Once he got there, he crawled up the mare’s body, kissing every bit of exposed flesh until he was laying near on top of her. His cock sandwiched between them as he rubbed her tits through the bra. “Just take off your cute little panties and I’ll fuck you until you can’t fly straight,” he vowed.

Dash bit her lip as she tugged her panties down, then slid them off. “I don’t think you’re that big.”

CC smirked. One hand went to his cock and helped aim his head down, rubbing along her lips. Once he’d located her pussy, he started to push the length of flesh into her. She was already wet enough to serve as adequate lube. Time to put whatever she’d found to help her take all of him to the test.

“Just go slo- EEP!” She yelped out as he pushed.

His cock started to vanish into her. He got to the point that she’d managed last time and paused, looking her in the eyes and stroking a cheek. “You good to keep going?” he asked with concern. If one were to look, there was a visible bulge in her stomach.

“Don’t stop!” She gasped out, starting to roll her hips.

So, CC didn’t.

His hands grabbed onto her hips and pulled, yanking her down the rest of the way onto his length with an almighty, lewd slapping noise of flesh meeting flesh.

Dash’s back arched as her mouth opened like the wind had just been knocked out of her. Her tunnel squeezed him in all the best ways. She took a gasp of air in and let out a long, low moan.

CC leaned back, their groins still connected as he went from laying on Dash to kneeling, holding her hips flush with his. He rolled his cock back and forth through her tunnel and saw the bulge in her stomach move with every motion he made. “Damn, that stuff works,” he commented. Whatever it was, she was...stretchier than she had been.

Dash was a mess of moans and whines. He felt her lips flutter against his base as her hands balled up the sheets in her grip. Her eyes looked hazy. As her head rolled back, she let out a low moan.

“You are still the tightest fuck,” CC praised her, using one hand to rub over the bulge for a bit of extra teasing. He started to properly fuck her now, drawing back and thrusting in a little over half his cock at once. Something he wouldn’t have been able to do easily the last time she tried. “Do I have to get a collar for you?” he taunted the mare. She seemed broken as it was, so he wasn’t expecting a response.

He got a moan in response. Though there was a small shake of the head. She was still in there somewhere.

“No, you’re right,” CC agreed, keeping up a slow, even pace. “You don’t need a collar. You already know no other cock is going to fill you like this one will~” He slammed his hips into hers after that taunt, grinding around in her newly expanded depths to draw out another cute moan from her.

“Fuck… You…” She groaned out, meeting his eyes as her tunnel caught him in a vice.

“I thought that was the point,” CC agreed, rubbing the bulge he was making in her with one hand. “You were the one who wanted this, so I’m giving you the best dicking I can.” He smirked as he started to, painfully slowly, drag his cock out of her for the next thrust. “Gilda’s been training me for months, after all. Might as well show you what happens when you tell me to screw your brains out~”

Dash closed her eyes and groaned as she chewed her lip. “F-fuck it. R-ruin me.”

“With pleasure.”

The next few minutes, or eternity of Dash’s life, were filled with the stallion thrusting in and out of her as hard and fast as he could. He was like a damn machine, pistoning into and out of the mare and sending her fluids seeping into the bedspread. Even if she came, he just kept fucking her, not letting up for a moment.

He was given an order, after all.

Again and again, Dash was taken to high after high. Her fluids dripped off his balls as her mind became little more than a haze of lust. At some point, she’d been rotated onto her side, just so CC could reach even deeper into her.

“Just let me know if you ever want me to stop,” the stallion taunted as he kept up the fucking of the normally confident mare. “Otherwise you might become my new cock-warmer~”

“Running out… of… Everything…” Dash rasped, finally falling limp.

“Well then,” CC mused, hefting the mare up and holding Dash against his chest. He pistoned up and down into her cunt, treating her like a toy as she flopped with every motion. “Guess it’s time to dump my load in my newest breeding toy~”

All he got in response was a weak whine. CC paused at that, using one hand to grope one of Dash’s breasts.

“Do you like that idea?” he teased the mare, only moving enough to keep her stimulated. “Being the next in line to be knocked up by the cock currently fucking your brains out?”

She managed a smirk. “Nah.” She chuckled. “Birth control.”

“Well I’ll just have to keep fucking you until you stop taking it~” CC taunted. “And now…”

There was a moment when the stallion thrust as hard as he could, as deep as he could, into Dash’s cunt.

Then he started flooding her with his seed, filling her tunnel in moments. And it had nowhere else to go but up…

She grunted and hissed as her stomach started to bulge a little. She sighed as he finally finished… finishing.

Then he started to move again. “Gilda’s trained me in multiple goes in one session,” he explained. “You’re gonna be fucked all night.”

“Nope. Nope, I’m good.” She murmured, cranking an eye open. “You can bang Gilda all you want. I’m worn out.”

“Tell you what,” CC mused. “You go to sleep, I’ll fuck you that way...and just keep fucking you all night. You don’t have to do a thing except dream of the fucking I’ll be giving you.”

“Mmmm, how about no. I prefer to enjoy it whenever I get fucked.” Dash shook her head.
“Fuck, Gilda’s ruined you for anyone else.”

“Fiiiine, be boring,” CC rolled his eyes, finally letting Dash off his cock. She popped off with a lewd suction noise as their combined juices dripped from her lips. “I’ll go nuzzle up to Gilda, see if she wants a midnight screwing.”

“Good luck with that.” Dash nodded. “I’m just gonna… stay here… Yeah… Here is good.”

Breakfast was… icy.

Gilda was glaring at CC. Dash looked dead to the world. Gabs was glancing between the three of them.

Gilda pointed a talon at Dash. “You said you didn’t fuck her too hard!”

“She asked for it,” CC tried. “Literally. Multiple times. I warned her and she kept telling me to do it.”

“It’s true.” Dash yawned and blinked at the hen. “And I think I’m good now. Everything is sore.”

Gabs glanced at each one as they spoke as she wordlessly ate her toast.

“Snow’s gonna be pissed.”

CC winced. “I wouldn’t blame him for that,” he admitted. “I mean, Dash did take...something, to make sure she wasn’t hurt, and we did stop after one round, but we did fail to hydrate properly.”

“Mmmhmmm.” Dash nodded, drinking more gatorade.

There was the sound of the front door opening. Not long after Flutters and Snow came in. Flutters was beaming.

“Ehm… So... Flutters and I went on a date.” Snow said sheepishly as Flutters hung off his arm. “We spent the night together and-” He paused. Both got a good look at everyone at the table.

Snow’s smile faded to a look of tired deadpan. His head slowly turned towards CC.

“What did you do?”

“Ah...fail to hydrate before introducing Dash to a Gilda level of fucking?” he winced. “But Dash took the other precautions that were needed and made me stop before we got hurt!” he was quick to follow up.

Snow just face-palmed with a long sigh.

011 - Casting a line

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Dash stared at her phone, looking quite exhausted. She appeared to be scrolling through something. The mare was laying on the floor while the TV played with something she didn’t seem to be interested in. Gilda was on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket.

“Dash.” The griffon looked down at the mare. “Are you seriously just going through dating apps.”

“Mmmmhmmmm.” The prismatic mare replied.

“Silly Dashie, You’re not going to find someone that way.” Gabs giggled from her spot cuddled up to the blanket-covered catbird.

“Then why do all these dating sites say. Hey, this many people found love because of our site.” Dash craned her neck around to look at the pair of griffons.

“Dash.” Gilda blinked. “That’s basic marketing.”

“Basic marketing is bullshit.” The pegasus huffed. “How are you feeling, by the way.”

“Ugh… If you told me months ago that getting pregnant would make me feel like this, then I’d’ve stayed on the pill.” Gilda grumbled.

“But G! Think of all the good things.” Gabs gasped.

Gilda simply raised a brow at the other hen.

“Well CC has been super comforting and romantic and shit.” Gabs grinned. “Like cooking for you, and cuddling up to you, and kissing you just because.”

“Mmmm… Fair.” Gilda grumbled.

“So, hey, if I’m doing this wrong, what exactly is the right way to do things?” Dash sat up and stretched.

“I don’t know, meet people? Meet people preferably not on sites that seem to be used more for hookups rather than love.” Gilda snorted.

“Like, going to a coffee shop or looking up somebody on social media or something.” Gabs offered.

“Is it so obvious that I don’t know what I’m doing?” Dash blinked.

“Yes.” The pair of hens said in unison.

“Ouch.” Dash winced. “Not being very gentle.” She chuckled. “Maybe I should get some advice?”

“Not a bad idea.” Gabs nodded, smiling at her.

“Awesome so… how did you and CC meet?” Dash asked.

Gilda face-taloned. “CC… Baby, I can’t deal with stupid right now.” She called out.

“Someone being stupid?” CC called back, coming into the room with a tray of peeled jumbo shrimp and some sauce to dip them in place in a small glass bowl in the center of the tray. “Should be tasty, and might satisfy that itch of yours,” he said to Gilda, putting it in front of both the hens on the table. “I know how you birds are about seafood.”

“Oh, my fucking hero.” Gilda gasped and leaned over to immediately grab a few shrimp.

“Dash is being stupid.” Gabs said. “Dating sites instead of any actual connection. And her first thought of who to ask for advice was Gilda about how you two met.”

CC barked out a laugh and sat in the armchair nearby. “Dash, don’t do that,” he said to the prismatic mare. “We were stuck with each other in school because I was one of the few trusted to tutor her in the subjects she needed to pass. Our relationship is one borne out of circumstance. We get along because of things we did with and for each other, it’s not something to emulate on a whim.” He smiled over at Gilda. “I mean, I taught her about science, she...well, she was the physical one. And things snowballed and escalated.”

“Uh huh.” Dash nodded while blinking. “Maybe I should ask Flutters too.” The mare got up and headed upstairs.

“She didn’t listen to a thing.” Gilda said flatly.

“I noticed,” CC sighed, slumping in the chair. “Well...maybe Flutters will get through to her.”

Flutters and Snow were having a wonderful time. There was a nice little diner downtown, that just so happened to be attached to a fancy new hotel. Said diner had a specialty salad topped with salmon. Which was the very thing that Flutters and Snow were sharing, along with a nice bottle of wine.

“You didn’t have to bring me here.” Flutters said with a shy smile.

“Well you mentioned how much you like fish, and it’s hard to find a place that actually does it well.” Snow said, scooping a little more salad onto his plate.

“Well thanks anyway.” Flutters nodded. Then her phone pinged. The noise made her jump and she pulled her phone out of her pocket.

“Who is it?” Snow asked, furrowing his brow a bit.

“Dash.” Flutters said with a small sigh as she tapped at her phone. “She needs some advice.”

“Is everything going okay?” He replied.

“Yeah, yeah. She just doesn’t know how to do the whole dating thing.” She said, rolling her eyes a bit. “She just wants to jump right to the relationship part.”

“But that’s not how anything works.” Snow blinked, looking a little dumbfounded.

“And that’s what I just said.” Flutters shook her head. “Then again, she’s always been this bull-headed since we were kids.”

“I believe it.” He replied, taking a bite of his salad.

“I love her to death, but she can be… a bit dense?” She winced at her own word choice and looked at her phone after it pinged again. “She’s loyal and caring, but tends not to think through some things and she likes to just jump head first into whatever she wants to do.”

“She needs to find somebody who can slow her down a bit.” Snow nodded. “She’d be a bit fast paced if I were dating her, which I’m not.” He added quickly.

“It’s fine.” Flutters giggled, then glanced at her phone again.

“So, what did you say?” He asked.

“I said. Dash this isn’t a race. Take this slowly. Rushing anything will only end in a broken heart. I hope that you can find the person of your dreams. And remember, take this slow.” She read.

“That seems pretty straight to the point.” Snow nodded.

“I wasn’t too rude, was I?” Flutters asked, looking at him, clearly worried.

“No, no you’re fine.” He shook his head.

“Oh good.” She visibly relaxed. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” He shrugged. “We can get back to our date whenever.”

“Take it slow?” Dash furrowed her brow as she stared at her phone. The mare sat in a cushy chair in Star Buck. The coffee she’d gotten was getting cold, not that she really drank any of it. “I don’t really do anything slow.” She huffed, frowning.

She did her best to look inconspicuous as she glanced around the coffee shop. It wasn’t that full, mostly people using the free wi-fi. She swore she could see a couple hipsters. (If their facial hair and fedoras weren’t a dead giveaway, she didn’t know what was.) There were a few mares chatting about something around one of the small tables. There seemed to be some kind of meeting between a few stallions in suits, along with briefcases. Dash giggled a bit at the thought of a buck of business-stallions just sitting at some coffee place for a meeting.

She sighed as she relaxed a bit. People watching wasn’t too bad, baring somebody doesn’t call her out on it. Her mood soured when she saw a couple making out in the somewhat hidden corner table. She frowned, sighed, and got up. “Yeah, maybe this was a bad idea.” She huffed, starting for the door.

The moment she opened it, though, she walked in. A mare that made even the confident Dash pause.

She looked fairly normal. A sky blue mane and tail, white body, lithe, not any bigger in the bust department than her, and with emerald green eyes. She seemed to have a fine sheen of sweat on her skin and workout clothes…

But it was the feeling of raw confidence and strength in those coiled muscles, much like a snake ready to strike, that made Dash reconsider just walking out.

Dash blanked. She didn’t know what to do, to say. She just stared at the mare as she walked to the counter.

“Heya Hot, you know my order,” the mare said with a smirk, leaning on the counter. “I need it after today, the brats didn’t want to listen to my instructions.”

Dash, not wanting to be too awkward, sat at a chair right in front of a counter that was next to the door. ‘Brats? Does she have kids or is she some kind of instructor?’

The mare waited patiently at the counter for the drink to be finished for her, paid for it, and then did something Dash wasn’t expecting.

She cast her eyes over the coffee shop, found her...and started walking over.

Dash stared wide-eyed. ‘Oh shit she’s coming this way! Be cool!’ “H-hey.” She said with a nervous smile. ‘Nailed it!’

The mare sat opposite Dash and took a sip of her coffee, taking in the prismatic pegasus. After her pull of caffeine, she spoke. “You’re new,” she said. “I’d know your face if you’d come here before.”

“Me? No I… Actually have never been to a Star Buck before. Not normally one for overly-expensive coffee.” Dash chuckled as she relaxed.

“Expensive, maybe,” the mare admitted, pulling another sip from her cup. “But damn, is it effective,” she stated afterwards. “See, I know most everyone who comes here,” she said, leaning back and using a wing to point at various people.

“What? No.” Dash blinked. She gestured a wing at the couple making out in the corner. “Who’re they then?”

“They, would be a couple of ponies from the north and south of town, respectively,” the mare said. “Their jobs mean the only days they have to meet up and catch up are Wendsdays and Fridays, and they’re usually in their own little worlds when they do meet up, as you can see. They start here, then tour the city, usually ending up at the mall and catching a movie.”

“And those stallions there?” Dash gestured a wing at the business ponies.

“One of them is a representative from the local advertising firm,” the mare admitted. “The other one’s new to me, but it’s pretty obvious why they’re here. Informal meeting to just see if the ad firm’s services are what the company wants, or if they’re after something more large scale. Not the first time they’ve done this, this place is a favorite of his.”

“Wow.” Dash nodded. “Ooookay. How often do you come here?”

“This place?” The mare raised an eyebrow. “Every day after my morning job, which is teaching karate to the kids that want to learn. Then I spend an hour just cooling down and relaxing, sipping my coffee. After that, it’s back to the dojo to invent new moves that I can mix into my style.”

“So, you’re a martial artist?” Dash asked, widening her eyes a bit. “Cool.”

“Yeah, they gave up on trying to label the shit I pull off,” the mare chuckled. “Some people tried to get me to register my hands and hooves as deadly weapons.”

Dash burst into laughter. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Yeah,” the mare nodded with a smirk of her own. “Something about how half the things I do would break a weaker pony and I shouldn’t be underestimated.” She shrugged with her wings. “I mean, kudos for recognizing talent, but honestly, it’s not that hard to pull off. You just need the right mindset.”

“You’re great, I love it.” Dash grinned at her, she held out a hand. “I’m Rainbow Dash. Call me Dash.”

“Cloudy Skies, call me Cloudy,” the mare said, taking her hand and shaking it gently. “So, what brings a sprinter like you to a place like this?”

“Honestly, a coffee shop was one of the suggestions my friends gave me when I said I wanted to start dating.” Dash said with a small blush and a chuckle.

Cloudy paused, tilted her head to the side, and blatantly looked Dash up. “Nope, not seeing it,” she stated after a moment. “You shouldn’t have any problems getting someone.”

Dash blinked. “Huh? Why?”

The white pegasus deadpanned at Dash. “Mare, what you need are the right clothes to attract attention,” she stated plainly. “I mean, let’s not sugar coat it, you’re lacking in some assets. But I can tell, you spend plenty of time working out. So something which highlights the care you take with your body will get intelligent stallions swooning over you. Fuck, I might go for you if you took care with your wardrobe, and I normally swing for stallions.”

“I don’t really… do… clothes…” Dash said with a blush. “I… may come back when I find something that works for me?”

“Oh really?” Cloudy’s gaze turned mischievous. “Are you saying that you’re going to go shopping to try and attract my attentions, little mare?” That voice was oozing with both lust and the promise of...a sweaty night. Something Dash had experience with thanks to CC.

“U-ummm maybe?” Dash said weakly.

Cloudy chuckled, stretching a wing around to tip Dash’s face up so she could stare the prismatic mare in the eye. “You’re adorable,” she decreed. “Tell you what. Come back in an outfit that shows off your legs and arms, and I’ll take you home for the night.”

Before Dash could recover, Cloudy drained her coffee cup, got up from the chair, and walked out of the coffee shop. But not before looking back at Dash, winking, and flirting her tail from side to side on her way out the door.

The front door shut with an uncharacteristic quietness. Dash came in and flopped in the chair that Fluttershy normally used. She looked a bit drained to be honest.

“Soooo.” Gabs looked over from the couch. “How did everything go.”

“Well… I met someone.” Dash said slowly.

“Oh?” CC asked, looking over from where he was cuddling Gilda. “When do you bring her home for us to meet?”

“I don’t know?” Dash shrugged. “Her name’s Cloudy and she’s a martial artist. I’m pretty sure she propositioned me to have a great night.”

“Hmm,” CC mused. “Well, at least you have experience in that now,” he admitted.

“I might meet her again.” Dash said with a hum. “Might see if she wants to go on a date or something.”

“Do it!” Gabs cheered.

“Honestly, she sounds like a good match for you,” CC admitted. “She’s strong and she probably knows the effort you put into working out, considering how much effort goes into being a martial artist.”

“Yeah, yeah. She mentioned that.” Dash nodded. “Might go looking for her tomorrow.”

“Good, you won’t get anywhere if you don’t try,” CC nodded once, leaning over to kiss Gilda afterwards. “Hey love,” he whispered. “What do you think of Dash finding a big, strong mare to cuddle?”

“Hmmm?” Gilda somewhat sleepily, blinked. “Oh, tha’s great.” She smiled at the pegasus.

“You feeling okay G?” Dash asked the hen, frowning a little.

“Just feel like shit.” Gilda said with a yawn.

“And are you absolutely sure that it’s because you’re pregnant?” Dash frowned. “Have you even been to the doctor?”

“But we have Snow.” Gabs offered.

Dash blinked. “Guys, I’m normally the dumb one here. Why haven’t we taken her to the doctor yet?”

CC frowned as well. “Because...we just assumed it was part of the pregnancy,” he put word to the unspoken consensus. “Okay, I’ll get my things together. Gabs, you get Gilda to the car. Hospital’s not that far away.”

Gilda helped the other hen up as Dash moved to wait by the door.

Gabs, Dash, and CC sat in the waiting room while Gilda was taken back.

The hen, feeling rather cold without her blanket (or CC) as she sat on the weird bed table thing. The paper underneath her crinkled a little with every movement. The nurse had already checked her height and weight, as well as temperature (she was running a one-oh-one fever) and basic questions about how she was feeling. Thus the hen was waiting for the doctor. She was a bit too out of it to care.

There was a knock and a red earth pony mare with a red-brown mane (obviously wearing a doctor’s coat) came in. “Hi there, Gilda. I’m Ruby Song. How are you doing?”

“Bleeeh.” Gilda groaned and blinked at her.

“I bet, the chart says that you’ve been sick for about a week. Coughing, congestion, fatigue, nausea, vomiting, and you attributed that to... pregnancy?” Ruby read off her lap top as she sat on a stool in front of the hen.

“Mmmhmmm. I think all of us have been hit with the stupid stick lately.” Gilda tried to chuckle and ended up coughing.

“It’s fine, we can run a blood test for that anyway. But let me get a good listen.” Ruby said standing up.

Thus the hen went through the regular tests. Checking the ears, nose, and throat, as well as listening to her lungs. Once those were done, Ruby sat back down. “Well, it looks like you just got a particularly bad strain of the flu. The blood test might be able to show what strain it is.” She said with a nod and a smile. “For now, I can prescribe you something to help you fight off whatever you got, beyond that rest and plenty of fluids.”

“Can do. My boyfriend’s been a big help there.” Gilda nodded.

“Great.” Ruby smiled. “Now I hope you feel better, I’ll have Nurse Cinder come back in to do your blood test.”

Gilda came out of the double doors looking as miserable as she looked going in. The three got up when they saw her.

“So, what is it?” Dash asked.

“A flu, more than likely. They’re going to test for it as well as testing for pregnancy.” Gilda said. “I’ll get a call in a few days.”

“We can worry about that, when you get the call.” GAbs said with a nod. “Let’s get you home so we can get you in bed.”

“Heh. Bed.” Gilda chuckled.

“Not like that,” CC chided her. “If you’re sick, you need rest and plenty of food and fluid.”

“Sounds… yes.” Gilda nodded.

“Cc…” Gilda half-whined under the covers. “I’m sick. Feck, I’ve probably gotten everyone sick.”

“We’re not pregnant, we’ll fight it off,” CC countered, treating Gilda like the small spoon. For once. “Just relax. I’m here for you. If you need anything, let me know and I’ll go get it for you, okay?”

“Mmm… Fine.” Gilda mumbled. “Hey, I love you.”

“Love you too,” CC said with a smirk. “Hey. Guess what?”

“What?” Gilda asked, not really wanting to turn to look at him.

“Filed the paperwork,” the stallion said. “Once the license comes in, we’ll be married in the eyes of the state. Then when you’re not sick and pregnant we can have as fancy a wedding as you want.”

She hummed. “Yay… That’s great... Tell me again... When I’m more conscious.”

The stallion hugged her a little tighter, but ultimately lay quiet. Just so she could get some sleep.

012 - It's an art

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Gilda sat swaddled in blankets on the couch, half-zoning to whatever game Gabs was playing for the stream. Chat was donating to the “Let’s see G get better so she can get rawed on camera” fund. Flutters set down a steaming cup on the end table set next to the griffon.

“Thanks…” Gilda said through a particularly stuffy nose.

“You’re welcome.” Flutters smiled as she sat next to the griffon. “Feeling any better.”

“Drugs make me fuzzy.” Gilda said with a small giggle.

“But you’re already fuzzy.” Gabs said looking over her shoulder. If you didn’t know she was nearly twenty, Gabs could’ve been mistaken for a kid.

“Shuddup. Can’t… brain.” Gilda blinked through her haze at the other hen.

“It’s okay.” Gabs giggled and returned to her game. By Gilda’s drug-addled guess, it was some kind of hard RPG.

“Guys… Cloudy is teasing me again. What do I do?” Dash asked as she stared at her phone. “Ever since I gave her my number she’s been flustering me on purpose.”

“Fluster her back.” Gilda replied, blinking at the lounging pegasus.

“That never works.” Dash huffed.

“Maybe ask her to stop?” Flutters asked.

“But I kinda don’t want her to stop…” Dash said weakly.

“Geeze Dash, what happened?” Gabs asked, glancing at her. “You were all confident with Dweeb.”

“Because this is dealing with feelings and stuff, and I really like her. And I don’t want to fuck anything up.” Dash said with a small whine.

“It’s simple.” Snow called out from the kitchen. “Ask her out on a date.”

“Do what now?” Dash rolled around to get a better look at the swol stallion.

“Go out on a date.” Snow repeated. “Go get dinner, see a movie, just doing something that’s low-key and fun. It’s like an ice-breaker kind of thing.”

“I can’t just ask her out on a date!” Dash yelped.

“Why not?” Flutters asked, tilting her head to the side curiously.

“Because… Dates are… weird.” Dash said with a blush.

“Dude.” Gilda blinked at the prismatic pegasus. “It’s just the two of you hanging out. That’s all a date is.”

“Well when you put it like that it sounds easy.” Dash frowned at her friend.

“Because it is.” Gilda said, popping a talon out of her swaddling to grab whatever drink Flutters brought her. She gave a tentative sniff and took a sip.

“It’s just some tea to help your throat.” Flutters said.

“Mmmph. I’ve tasted worse.” Gilda grumbled.

The phone buzzed in Dash’s hand. Oh. Apparently there was a picture now.

A very...suggestive picture.

How flexible was this mare?

Dash’s face was now bright pink and she quickly closed the message. “She’s gonna kill me.” Dash whined.

“Just ask her out you feathery blue dork.” Gilda grimaced as she sipped more of the tea.

“Fine!” Dash groaned, tapping away at her phone. “Hey, would you like to go out sometime?” She muttered as she typed.

There was a pause for a moment or two, before the typical ellipsis of the other party typing in response showed up. After another second, the response came in.

Finally! I was waiting for you to ask, you ball of cute. Sure thing, when did you want to go out on the town?

Dash smiled, still blushing. I’m kinda free whenever.

Saaame. I mean, I still have an advanced class to teach for about an hour, but after that, I have the rest of the day free. Oh! Did you pick out an outfit to show off your cute butt yet?

No. Not yet. Dash bit her lip.

Tell you what, pick out some nice gym shorts. I’ll try to get ‘em off you tonight~

Are you like this with all the girls. Dash smirked with a nod.

Nah, it’s usually the colts I break~

What makes me so special?

I’ll let you know when you scream my name later tonight, cutie~ Cloudy typed back.

You really want to get into my pants. Dash chuckled.

And you don’t want me there? Clearly my game is off, let me snap another picture.

Wait! Don’t know if I can take another one right now. Dash’s eyes widened. Not that it’s you, but… It’s a bit much for me right now.

Heheh. Okay, I’ll hold off. For now. But you’re getting another one when I’m off-shift~

Why do you do this? Do you like showing off or something? Dash let out a sigh as she rolled her eyes.

Well, yes. I mean, what’s the point in training to be this strong or flexible or talented if you never show it off to anyone? Now give me a moment, I need to go not break a stallion in half. That’s always tricky. Talk to you later~

“She’s going to kill me.” Dash said slowly. “I swear I’m in one of Gabs’s anime shows.”

“She can’t be that bad.” Flutters said, glancing at her.

“I never thought I’d be the one to get flustered like Flutters.” Dash grumbled. “I also apparently need to find something that shows off my ass.”

“I’d have said legs and arms, they’re your most muscular body part,” CC chimed in as he walked into the room with a tray of snacks. Bearing in mind Gilda’s state, they were both simple and good for you. He set it down on the table and sat next to the fluffy cocoon that was his griffon hen, wrapping a wing around her.

“She likes my ass.” Dash shrugged. “So maybe I should wear some sweat shorts or something.”

“That’d do it.” Gabs said with a giggle.

“I’ve got some shorts I use to exercise in,” CC offered. “They’re kinda small.”

“Oh I have more than enough shorts.” Dash said. “I just… rarely… go out in them when I’m not at the gym.”

“Why not show us?” The stallion offered. “Just so we can see if they’re good enough for your new friend.”

Dash got up and sighed. “Fiiiiine.” She begrudgingly walked out and up the stairs.

“Odds on how long she takes?” CC posed to the room at large.

Turned out that it was only a few minutes. “So, does this make me look like a slut?” Dash asked. She had put on a low cut blue t-shirt, with a tank top and sports bra underneath. She also had changed into some tight black booty shorts.

“Well, you’re not really a slut. But they do make you look good.” Gilda commented.

“You do look like you’re about to go for a run,” CC added with a thoughtful nod. “Pretty sure that’s sporty enough.”

“I’ll take it.” Dash sat back down. “Now…. I guess I’ll wait.”

“Hey, you’ll get to spend more time with us.” Gabs said with a grin. “Though, I bet you’re eager to see your new lady friend.”

“More nervous.” Dash said with a sigh.

“Someone finally got Dash to take them seriously in a dating sense,” CC intoned in a deadpan voice. “Now she’s mortal like the rest of us.”

“Ha ha. Very funny.” Dash rolled her eyes. “I’ve never been good with mushy stuff.”

“Well at least you’re trying.” Flutters said with a small smile.

“Still feels weird.” Dash grunted.

“Lots of things do, the first time you try them,” CC offered. “It’s only when you get practice at them that they feel normal.”

“Well, I hope today’s a good start.” Dash grumbled.

“Any start, no matter how bad, is still a start.” Gilda commented.

Dash blinked at her. “Where did that come from?”

“Cold medicine.” Gilda sniffled. “I feel greeeaaat.”

“Clearly we need to cut back how much we give you, if it’s making you philosophical,” CC quipped, using one hand to stroke the hen’s head-feathers. “Sooner or later you’ll have it licked, then it’ll be back to being flirty, I’m sure.”

“I can still be flirty.” Gilda narrowed her eyes at him. “You’re…. You’re cute.”

“Awwww.” Flutters cooed.

Dash gagged. “Ugh… The sap is killing me.”

“The tree blood isn’t actually killing you.” Snow commented, deadpan.

“Oh fucking-” Dash got up. “There’s something in the water. Everybody’s being weird.”

“Everyone?” CC raised an eyebrow. “I’d like to think I’m still normal, thank you.”

“You’re not normal.” Gilda poked him. “You’ve got a massive cock.”

“That’s sort of what got us in this situation,” the stallion countered. “I’m fairly aware of it.”

“And I’m going to go wait at that dumb overpriced coffee shop.” Dash groaned and headed for the door.

Once Dash had left, CC hummed. “I think we weirded her out,” he quipped.

“-So I said to the guy, you just want to see me put my hoof over my head, and-” Cloudy was saying to the mare behind the counter when Dash walked into the coffee shop.

Dash wanted to say something, but ended up getting tongue-tied and just lined up behind her awkwardly.

“-So naturally, I showed him that I could kick a plank in half over my head,” Cloudy finished smugly. “Pity he didn’t get much of a show out of it, I can be quick when I want to~”

Dash blushed and tried not to think about that too much.

“Anyways, thanks for the coffee, I’ll just-” Cloudy turned and blinked a few times at being confronted with Dash’s new look. She glanced down, then back up and nodded approvingly. “Okay,” she said in a stern voice. “Once we’re done with a normal date, I’m taking you home.”

“Oh, so… I look that good?” Dash gulped. For once, she was actually feeling nervous.

“If it weren’t for public decency laws and me wanting to give you a good time, I’d not wait that long.” She glanced back to the mare behind the counter. “Your tables are sturdy, right?” she questioned the server.

“Yeah, but that’d also require a call to the police.” The server replied.

“And I don’t think I’m all that comfortable with that, if I’m being honest.” Dash said, trying to suppress her ever growing blush.

“Got it, no public sex,” Cloudy saluted. “Still, going to show you a good time later on. But first, a proper date. C’mon.” The mare gestured for Dash to follow her with a wing as she took up her normal spot by the window.

Dash moved to sit across from her. “Not that that’s not exciting, but I really have no idea what to do here.”

“Well,” Cloudy said after a pull from her cup. “I don’t normally do normal dates either. I find someone, they try to take me out to places to impress me, I rock their world, and either they can stand up to my sort of energy and I call them up for round two a week later, or they can’t, and I need to call an ambulance for them.”

“What exactly would impress you? Like, what exactly are your standards?” Dash asked, giving up on trying to stop herself blushing.

Cloudy actually laughed. “Oh dear, you don’t want to try to do that,” she said after a giggle. “I’m black belt in most martial arts that catch my interest, flexible enough to put my hooves over my head. Physically, there’s not a lot to impress me. Now, what would actually win me over,” the mare began with a sigh, “Is a nice date at a diner. Nothing fancy needed. Just a booth with two ponies, some comfort food and drinks, and a conversation about how our days went.” She then snorted. “But every stallion seems to think that a reservation at the ritziest place they can afford is what it takes to win me. First of all,” she held up a hand and extended one finger. “Treating me like a prize to be won is the first mistake, because if you do that, then you’re just another notch on my belt to me. And secondly,” another finger went up, “It happens so often that I’m on a first-name basis with most of the restaurant’s waiters. Personal connections before, ahem, personal connections, are what I’m really starved for.”

“Okay.” Dash blinked, then hummed. “Well… How was your day?”

Cloudy snorted. “The class with the youngsters was okay, they’re smart enough to obey instructions. The more personalized tutoring though…” She shook her head. “One stallion thought he was smart enough to challenge me to kick a plank in half over my head. Thought he could get a show out of it. Idiot.” She smirked a bit. “So then I showed that I was able to kick hard enough to break the wood, no matter where it was in relation to my leg. And I did it fast enough that he couldn’t even dream of seeing anything. That oughta teach him not to try and get something he hasn’t earned.”

“Yeah, you always see some guys thinking they’re tough, then end up getting in over their head.” Dash chuckled. “I don’t know why people think they can just waltz into something just because they’ve seen some kung fu movies or something.”

“To be fair, all the realistic things you see ponies do in a kung-fu movie, I can do,” Cloudy countered. “I tend to make a habit out of trying out the unreasonable things.” She shrugged a bit. “It’s up to others to figure out which ones I can pull off~” she finished.

“Hey, so long as you don’t hurt yourself, I say go for it.” Dash shrugged.

“Eh, when I was starting I did sort of hurt myself a few times, but I bounced back and learned that some rules just don’t bend no matter how nicely you ask,” Cloudy admitted. “So I research a lot before I try things out these days.”

“That’s probably a really good idea.” Dash nodded.

“Yeah, you only have to throw your back out once to learn that lesson,” Cloudy chuckled. She took another pull of her drink before turning the tables. “What about you?” she questioned the prismatic mare. “What’s new in the world of fit mares?”

“Well I got the tartarus fucked out of me the other day.” Dash shrugged. “And that was because I wanted one good dicking before I decided to throw myself out into the dating scene.”

Cloudy raised an eyebrow. “Normally,” she said dryly, “You go out on the dating scene to get a good dicking.”

“Well…..I kinda got involved in a streaming thing with some friends…” Dash said weakly.

“Oh!” Cloudy perked up. “What channel? I could use some good fap material, and if it’s got you, then it’s got good taste.”

“Have you heard of The Nest?” Dash asked, back to blushing bright pink.

“Nope,” Cloudy hummed. “Might have to look it up later.” She winked at Dash. “And skip to the parts with you in it~”

“Hey! Hey! Gilda’s hot!” Dash pointed at her. “She’s a griffon. Like, she’s a fucking Amazon.”

“And clearly taken, if she’s not here with you,” Cloudy countered.

“Yes, however we fucked her coltfriend.” Dash explained. “I couldn’t take all of him. He was a bit big.”

Cloudy snorted. “Most stallions just say they’re big,” she scoffed.

“No, literally. I couldn’t fit all of him without some helpful meds.” Dash winced. “Was sore the next morning, but was worth it.”

Cloudy blinked a few times. “Well damn,” she whistled. She then appeared to be thinking for a moment. “Think he’ll accept being used as a stud later on?” She posed to Dash.

“Well we’ll have to ask G and CC.” Dash shrugged.

“Good enough for me, when the time comes you’ll be showing me where you got those meds,” Cloudy promised. “Then we’ll both show him why athletic mares are the best.”

“I think he already knows.” Dash chuckled. “I mean, he has me, the former track star, and G, the former wrestling champ.”

“True, but how often would he get to have a black-belt mare wrapped around him?” Cloudy winked.

“Huh.” Dash blinked. “Good point. I’ll have to introduce you to them at some point.”

“I thought so~” Cloudy sang. “Okay, so. Pick a place, we’ll go out on a normal-ish date, and then you pick where I screw your brains out.”

“Uhhh…” Dash hummed. “Burgers sound good. As to a place to bang…. I don’t know. I really don’t know if I’m ready for that yet. If we’re taking this seriously, then I’d like to wait, if that’s okay with you?”

“Oh come on,” Cloudy groaned, her head thumping into the table. She lifted it after a moment to explain. “You’re practically half-unwrapped already, and I typically don’t do mares. Asking me to wait is like telling a pony coming out of the desert he can’t have any water.”

“Weeelllll….. I can’t really blame you there.” Dash bit her lip.

“Yeah, I mean,” Cloudy waved her free hand to indicate all of Dash. “You’re showing off how well-toned you are, and I wanna see how many tricks you can pull off while I make you squeal.”

“Oh fuck.” Dash mumbled. “Well… I’m not exactly opposed to it.”

“See? I wanna screw your brains out, you want a good time, the only reason I’m not is because I want to at least start with a normal date,” Cloudy agreed. “Though if you want to flip the script and start by going back to my place so I can make you feel as sexy as you look…”

“Not… really opposed to that either…” Dash suddenly felt like a mouse being stared at by a lion.

“Oh good~” Cloudy smiled. “Then I can make a nice dinner and serve it up with a fine wine after I render you unable to speak due to pleasure~”

Dash gulped, meeting Cloudy’s almost hungry eyes. “Well… What are we waiting for then?”

“Mmm,” Cloudy hummed. “Or you could introduce me to the colt that I’m competing with,” she continued to muse. “Really, our options are open. How badly fucked do you want to be?~”

“For once, it’s not supposed to be a competition.” Dash said, quite flustered. “But, I wouldn’t mind taking you home to meet everyone.”

“Oh good!” Cloudy clapped her hands together. “Then I can take you up to your room and let everyone know just how sexy I find you. Maybe even rope your colt into screwing us both.”

“He’s not my colt though.” Dash said weakly.

“True,” Cloudy admitted. “Guess that means he’ll be free to do both of us equally~”

“That’s up to him and G.” Dash shrugged.

“He’s already done you once,” Cloudy pointed out sensibly. “What colt wouldn’t want to do you again?”

“You got a point. I think.” Dash hummed. “But I’m trying to just be with one person, you know?”

“Me, I never found someone to settle with,” Cloudy waved a hand. “But. Get me a good stud for breeding with, a good mare to cuddle at night, and I’d be happy.”

“Breeding isn’t really my thing.” Dash shook her head. “That’s more a G and Flutters thing.”

“Fair, everyone has their thing,” Cloudy admitted. “Me, I always saw myself raising a kid. Not so much with a stallion as thanks to a stallion. Just never found someone willing to fill just that role.”

“Then we talk to CC and G.” Dash nodded. “So, want to follow me home?”

“Careful,” Cloudy teased. “Let me follow you home and I might decide to flip the script and treat you as the pet~”

Dash got up. “Not thinking about that.” She started towards the door. “Really not thinking about that.”

Cloudy made several growls and barking noises as she followed that prismatic butt out of the shop.

Dash pouted. “Not. Someone’s. Pet.”

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“So Gilda’s been sick.” Dash commented as she unlocked the front door. “Got some flu or something. If she was healthy, no doubt we could’ve walked in on her and CC fucking.” She stepped aside to let Cloudy go in first.

“Sounds like a fun place,” Cloudy quipped, walking past Dash and giving her a wink. And a pinch to the cutie’s butt with a hand.

“Hey!” Dash yelped, before following her in. “Hey guys, I brought someone home.” She called out.

“Cool.” Came a called out reply from Gabs.

Fluttershy poked her head out of the kitchen. “Oh hi. I’m Fluttershy. Gilda got taken to a checkup by CC, they’ll be back in a bit. It’s just us two so far. Snow’s working.”

“That’s fine,” Cloudy said, using a wing to pull Dash close and peck her on the cheek. “This cutie thought I should meet her friends before I take her out on a proper date,” she explained to the butter mare.

Flutters came out of the kitchen and walked over to the pair. “Dash, are you going to introduce your friend?”

Dash jumped. “Right. Flutters, this is Cloudy.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Cloudy said, extending a hand towards Fluttershy.

Flutters shook it. “Mmmhmmm.” She nodded. “Gabs is in the middle of watching something. Gabs, want to come out and say hi to Cloudy.”

“Hi.” Came the call from the living room.

“That’s probably all we’re getting.” Flutters rolled her eyes.

“I’ll take it,” Cloudy chuckled. She then glanced over to Dash. “So, what were you planning on wearing on our little date?” she teased the prismatic mare, even going so far as to smirk at her in an attempt to fluster her.

“Well…. I’ve got some stuff here.” Dash said with a small blush. “Does it really matter?”

“Dashie, don’t you want to look nice for your date?” Flutters said with overemphasized gasp.

“But she’s right here.” Dash gestured at Cloudy.

“Mhm, and I can wait for you to pretty yourself up,” Cloudy said. “But if you take too long, I might come up and...help you.”

“I don’t do make up and shit.” Dash pouted. “I’ll throw on something nicer, but that’s it.” She said, starting upstairs.

“Knowing her, it won’t be more than a few minutes.” Flutters giggled.

“That’s cool,” Cloudy admitted, before asking the big question. “How long has it been since she went on a date?”

“Why are you asking me?” Flutters blinked. “I have no idea.”

“Eh, she just seems nervous and all,” Cloudy pointed out with a shrug. “I mean, it’s cute, but you’d think someone with a body like hers would be a bit more confident in herself.”

“Dash, you’d think.” Flutters nodded. “She’s always had confidence issues.”

“Huh.” That was a frown. “Hmm. Well, I can see this going one of two ways,” she elaborated to Fluttershy. “I can help her with these issues…”

“Or?” Flutters raised a brow.

Cloudy smirked. “I can use them and make her scream my name later tonight. Making her feel like she’s flying while I have her on her back on the bed~”

Flutters flushed pink. “O-oh. W-well, why not both?”

“Cause I’m pretty sure in a week I’d have her wearing a nice little collar if I decided to use this advantage,” Cloudy elaborated.

“Probably the former is better.” Flutters paused. “But only after tonight.”

“See, that’s the thing,” Cloudy hummed. “I’m not so good with restraint.”

“Well… Dash has been taking a little bit.” Flutters said with a hum.

Cloudy grinned and looked for, found, and made her way up the stairs. Time to ambush a cutie~

Dash was none-the-wiser, busy changing into something a little more casual, yet on the nicer side of the clothes she’d brought over. Why she hadn’t fully moved in yet was a question on everyone’s mind.

She was currently standing in her underwear looking through her various t-shirts, when a noise made her ear flick. Someone had just opened the door.

There was a moment of silence, of tension building, before Dash was tackled around the waist and impacted the bed at speed. She bounced before realizing what, or rather, who had ambushed her.

“Hello cutie~” Cloudy grinned down at Dash. “How nice of my present to unwrap itself~” One hand trailed along Dash’s side, while the other played with one of her wings.

“H-hey!” Dash yelped. “I-I thought you were supposed to take a lady out to dinner first?!”

“I was never good with proper order...or patience,” Cloudy mused aloud, leaning down and grinding against Dash. “Mmm, but if you want me to stop, I’ll do it,” she admitted. “Just say the word, cutie…”

There was a momentary pause. “Did you close the door at least?”

One of Cloudy’s wings snapped out, and the door shut itself. “Done,” she said, one hand going for Dash’s panties. “Now, let’s get you fully out of these clothes so I can see how loud you can squeal~”

“C-careful! I still need to wear those some time!” Dash tried to shimmy out of the panties while still being under the other pegasus.

“Cutie, when I’m done with you, you’ll go commando to save time when I say to bend over,” Cloudy promised.

“I dunno about that.” Dash mumbled as Cloudy tugged her panties off. “Gonna get the bra too, or is my flat chest not appealing enough?”

“Oh, well if you want to be fully at my mercy…” Cloudy teased, one hand slowly working its way up Dash’s chest to sneak under the bra. “You know, I’m fairly sure that no matter your breast size, you have the same number of nerve endings. Which means if I do this…”

A pair of Cloudy’s fingers found one of Dash’s nipples and started rubbing it.

Dash let out a breathy hiss.

“Well it sounds like they’re getting along okay.” Flutters glanced towards the stairs.

“Well I suppose that’s good.” Gabs commented, looking at Flutters then at the stairs.

“Hopefully they’ll be done by the time Gilda and CC get back.” Flutters hummed.

“Oh, maybe instead of them getting dinner we could make them dinner? Or something. I don’t know.” Gabs furrowed her feathery brow in thought.

“No, that’s a nice idea.” Flutters smiled at the hen. “Have any ideas?”

“Mmmmm tacos.” Gabs said with a grin.

“Well those aren’t too hard.” Flutters nodded.

Cloudy was impressed. She wasn’t impressed easily, she had a demanding job, she had no shortage of ponies who thought they had talent.

She’d also had no shortage of dates in her life, and they’d fallen before her stamina.

Dash, on the other hand, was incredibly resilient to the idea of becoming a pliable puddle of mare drenched in afterglow.

Not to say Cloudy hadn’t tried. She’d used every trick she knew to make sure the cutie felt good while keeping her pinned under herself.

But something about Dash’s nature kept her stubbornly clinging to coherence.

“I think I’m gonna enjoy trying to break you,” Cloudy purred, trailing a finger along one of Dash’s wing bones.

“Good luck.” Dash slurred a little. “I dun break easy.”

“Maybe if I get that stud you talked about to fuck your ass while I worked your pussy, we’d break you together,” Cloudy mused out loud. “Oooh! Or I could get a strap-on to double-team you with him!”

Dash paused then hummed. “Only on stream. Gotta keep the money rolling in.” She chuckled.

“Good, I’ll go get a pussy-wrecker once I leave,” Cloudy said with a nod. Wait, she was serious? “I’ll make you my little cute bitch before the week’s over.” That was a peck to Dash’s cheek as the other mare sat up. “For now, let’s get you dressed for dinner,” she hummed.

There was a knock on the door. “So it wasn’t posted but, we saved and archived your first time together.” Came Flutter’s voice. “You know, in case you wanted to relive it.”

“Thanks Shy.” Dash sat up, stretched, then stood and looked around for where her underwear had got thrown to.

“Looking for these?” Cloudy teased, bringing a wing up with Dash’s panties dangling from them. “Ah ah,” she said, jinking it out of the way of the other mare’s hands. “A trophy for me, I think,” she teased. “After all, I might want to remember the mare that didn’t break...at first~”

“Oh fiiiine.” Dash groaned and bent over to pull a new pair out of a drawer.

“So, question,” Cloudy said, folding her wings back. “You’re like, living here, yeah? I mean, you’ve got clothes here, it looks like your stuff’s here. You’re not uncomfortable with the idea of being screwed on camera all the time?”

“Eh, it’s kinda half and half.” Dash shrugged as she put a bra on. “I have my own place, but I got a room here if I want to stay over. As to the cam stuff, I mean, Gilda did it, and it was hot. So did Flutters, and that was more hot. So, why not me?” She shrugged again, stepping over to her closet to sort through some shirts.

“Fair, fair,” Cloudy lay on the bed and watched that cute butt. “Okay, other question then. Why keep the other place if you’ve got this one? I mean, with cute chicks and that stud you talked about earlier, why not stay here for the hot company and less bills?”

Dash tugged on a gray t-shirt and shrugged a bit until her wings got through the holes. “That… is a good question. Think it might be because I just don’t like the thought of moving. Packing things and moving things just sounds tiring.”

“Pfft,” Cloudy snorted, rolling onto her side. “Cutie, tell me where you normally live, I’ll get a group of studs around to pack up your stuff for you and move it here in a day. You’ll wonder why you didn’t move more often once the beefcake show starts.”

“I live in a complex downtown.” Dash replied, pulling a pair of shorts on.

“Take me there first, I’ll get a team together tomorrow and you’ll get a nice show,” Cloudy commented.

“Sounds good to me.” Dash nodded.

Dash came down the stairs, startling Flutters. “Hey,” Dash spoke up. “We’re going to swing by my place real quick then…. I don’t know, Cloudy has something planned.”

“Sounds good. Gabs and I are working on dinner. If Cloudy wants to, she can stay for dinner, you know, once you come back. Eh, if you come back.” Flutters giggled, smiling at the pair.

“Might take you up on that offer,” Cloudy quipped. “I’m gonna put this mare through the wringer in a bit.”

“Didn’t you already do that?” Gabs called out, while Dash tried not to blush.

“Different plan this time,” Cloudy said, snagging a hold of Dash’s wrist. “Let’s see how good you are at laser tag, cutie.”

“Wha- Hey!” Dash yelped as she was dragged out of the house.

“Laser tag.” Flutters blinked. “That’s different.”

“Sounds like a great date to me.” Gabs shrugged as she shredded a block of cheese.

Dash’s place wasn’t anything special, nor was it some run down slum. It was just a small, two-story, brick building. Dash’s apartment itself seemed to consist of a living room, a bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The kitchen was well kept, so was the bathroom. The living room looked barely used, and her bedroom was a bit of a mess. Mainly just clothes piled up around her hamper. She had a few movie posters, a few Wonderbolts posters, and a few scattered trophies from school. Beyond that, her apartment was rather barren.

“Told you it wasn’t much.” Dash shrugged.

“Yeah, I can see that,” Cloudy mused. She tapped one hoof as she thought about how to go about this. Maybe she could have the clothes washed in a laundromat on the way. And most of the effects scattered around would make for good decoration around the room she had set aside at the other place. And any pots and pans or the like would probably be welcomed in the other kitchen. Yeah...this could work.

“Okay,” the mare eventually said with a smile. “I know a few stallions. They can pack your stuff up and have it moved to your other room over there, no problem. I’ll even toss them some cash to get the laundry washed on the way. Sound good?”

“Eh… Sure?” Dash blinked. “I mean, why not?” She shrugged.

“Plus, I know a stallion who’s wicked smart,” Cloudy continued. “If you’ve got a lease agreement, or a renter’s agreement, or whatever, he’ll get you out of it. He’s pretty good at legalese.”

“Sure.” She shrugged again. “Fuck it.”

Cloudy blinked a few times, before turning to Dash. “If you don’t want to, I can just...not call the team in,” she offered. “You sound less than enthusiastic about the idea.”

“I don’t know? Maybe I need some time to think about it?” Dash sighed. “I probably should talk with the guys to see what they think before I just fully move in.”

“Ah...fair point,” Cloudy winced. “Still, offer is on the table. I’ll put out some feelers to see if they’ll all be on board in case you tell me you wanna move.”

“Well thanks for that anyway.” Dash said, leaning against the counter.

“Yeah, I tend to move fast when I have a plan,” Cloudy admitted. “I thought you’d just agree, but I tend to forget that other ponies have other plans they might want to do in their lives.”

“And I tend to have a stubborn streak so we’ll have to see how that meshes, or doesn’t.” Dash snorted a chuckle.

“Idunno, I thought we meshed pretty well,” Cloudy teased.

“Oh, ha ha.” Dash rolled her eyes. “We did that way, sure.”

“Plus I could teach you all the martial arts I know,” Cloudy continued. “Just to help with your...flexibility.”

“You’re like a walking, talking sex joke, you know that?” Dash said flatly. “I like to fuck, but damn.”

“Hey, if you’re not going at full throttle, then why not?” Cloudy shrugged. “Now come on, the laser tag’s a few blocks over and I wanna see how good you are at tracking me down and stamina.”

“Sounds good to me.” Dash nodded. “Never thought I’d play laser tag again, but here we go.”

Dash’s heart was racing. This wasn’t just any laser tag. This was a warehouse with multiple buildings covered in bright, multicolored paint. She also could barely see shit, even with the blacklight drenching the whole “town” in an eerie, foggy, purple haze. She’d expected some kind of upbeat techno music to be playing, not this angry rock/metal score that was almost deafening.

Her back slammed into a corner and she stared down at her laser rifle. (Yes, rifle. Not some dinky little pistol thing.) The little LED counter showed ten shots left. She didn’t really think about conserving ammo when she started. Didn’t help that Cloudy camped the recharge station when she tried to go get more earlier.

She hadn’t seen a mare get this competitive since AJ in grade school.

A part of the haze swirled a little. Was that Cloudy moving? Or just an air current...it was hard to tell in here. A mistake could mean another shootout.

Dash aimed and squeezed the trigger at the distorted fog just once.

Nothing happened.

And she was down to nine shots.

Another swirl off to her right, and the moment she turned to look at it she saw another distortion in the fog to her left as well out of the corner of her eye.

Dash hummed, sighed, and closed her eyes. SHe’d be happier if Cloudy just stopped playing with her.

She got her wish not a second later. Cloudy impacted Dash at speed and pinned her to the wall, one knee between the other mare’s legs as she smirked at her plausible marefriend. “Got you~” she teased.

“And there you are.” Dash grunted, feeling the vest dig into her back.

“Mhm,” Cloudy nodded, one hand going to one of Dash’s wings and teasing the feathers. “Noticed my trick?” she asked. Her other hand was on her rifle, which was pointed directly at Dash’s chest. Meanwhile her knee lifted up a little and started to grind between Dash’s legs a bit.

“Thing with the fog.” Dash commented, frowning at her.

“Yup, I might teach you later,” Cloudy quipped. “Maybe. Depends.” She leaned in and smirked a little more. “So...what do I get from my prisoner now that I’ve caught you?”

“This.” Dash pulled the trigger, making Cloudy’s vest let out a high-pitched squeal. Instantly the lights came up.

“Damn,” Cloudy swore. “Well, guess you win this round,” she admitted, starting to take the gear off. “And that’ll teach me for trying to tease a cutie in the middle of combat, I suppose.”

“Don’t tease me when I’m in the zone.” Dash chuckled, smirking at her.

“So...what will the victor have as her prize?” Cloudy asked in a sultry tone of voice.

“Dinner.” Dash said bluntly, giggling at Cloudy’s pout. “This just made me hungry.”

“Welllll, I could take you out to a place I know, but I dunno if I want to,” the other mare huffed, crossing her arms and looking away.

“Counter-offer. I take you back home, you can meet everybody else, and you don’t have to spend any money on food.” Dash replied.

“Your housemates any good at cooking?” Cloudy questioned.

“Yep.” Dash nodded.

“Well then I suppose it’ll work,” the other mare sighed. “Fiiiine. And you’re not really responding to my teasing, which is really throwing off my game.”

“Would you believe me if I said I wasn’t in the mood?” Dash asked.

“Well, I mean, maybe,” Cloudy giggled. “I sorta wore you out earlier, didn’t I?”

“Yes. Yes you did.” Dash nodded. “I hate to admit it, but I really am a one and done girl.”

“That’s fine, I’ll just ambush you tomorrow morning and get all the sexing done right away,” Cloudy quipped.

Dash face-palmed. “Oh fuck me.”

“That is the idea, yes,” Cloudy agreed with a nod and an evil-looking smirk. “Now, should I bring my vibe or the strap-on…”

Dash started towards the exit. “You can stop any time.”

“You’re right,” Cloudy agreed. “You’ve got a perfectly serviceable stud already. I can just bribe him into screwing us both.”

“Sooooo, this is Cloudy.” Dash gestured at Cloudy as the pair stood in the kitchen.

Gilda slowly blinked from the dining table. “Hey.”

“She got some stronger cold medicine.” Flutters explained as she set the table. “It knocks out her symptoms, but she’s a bit more fuzzy than normal.”

“I feel great.” Gilda smiled stupidly.

“That’s great.” Dash smiled.

“I didn’t see you earlier. I’m Gabs, you’re pretty, and I hope you treat Dashie right.” Gabs waved from her seat.

“Oh yeah, I treat her very well,” Cloudy purred. “Sadly, she’s boring right now, but I’m sure you’ll hear how well I treat her in the morning.”

“So, we’re gonna have to get used to waking up at six AM again.” Flutters nodded, walking back in forth from the kitchen, bringing in various bowls of taco fixings.

“I mean, one option is Dash doesn’t sleep over if we want to sleep in,” CC commented from the kitchen. “Another is soundproofing her room.”

“I like the second option!” Cloudy chimed in. “Means y’all can film me making her squirm more often!”

“She’s a bit into this whole thing already.” Dash gestured at Cloudy.

“Hey, nothing wrong with that.” Gabs shrugged.

“As long as both of you enjoy it.” Flutters agreed.

“Oh, I love making her make funny faces,” Cloudy smiled. “And funny noises. And trying to wear her out.”

“Well, I can see why you like her.” Gilda chuckled, smiling at Cloudy.

“She also wants to borrow CC at some point.” Dash brought up.

“I mean, we’re both lacking in the whole dick department,” Cloudy explained bluntly. “And I kinda want one in me at some point.”

Gilda blinked at the. “CC?” She waved a talon at the pair. “Thoughts. Go.”

“Okay,” CC poked his head out of the kitchen. “Why me, specifically?”

“Well, Dash says you’re the stud she slept with before going into the relationship game,” Cloudy returned. “And she had nothing but glowing reviews.”

“I was unaware we were rating my dick,” CC deadpanned.

“It’s a good dick.” Gabs commented.

“Excuse you, it's a great dick.” Gilda frowned at the other hen.

“It’s quite nice. Long, girthy, full-bodied-” Flutters started.

“It’s a penis, not wine. You don’t need to go that overboard.” Dash groaned.

“And you seem like a nice enough stallion to be attached to such a good dick,” Cloudy riposted. “So eventually I’m gonna want to steal a foal out of it, maybe sneak one into Dash. Can’t do that without one.”

“Could we maybe eat and forget about sex for maybe ten minutes?” Dash shook her head with a long groan.

“I mean…” CC hummed. “As long as Gilda doesn’t mind the idea, I have no problem with spreading love around to anyone who wants it. And that’s the last I’ll say on the matter, to keep Dash sane for the time being.”

“Thank you.” Dash sighed as she pulled out a chair for Cloudy.

“But CC’s massive cock though.” Gilda giggled.

“Oh My Faust!”

014 - Awkward move-in day

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“You don’t have to help me pack.” Dash said with a roll of her eyes.

“Of course we do.” Flutters replied with a smile, piling Dash’s clothes in her hamper.

“It was kinda inevitable.” Snow called out from the kitchen.

“No, I mean, y’all really didn’t have to,” Cloudy pitched in. “I know a few stallions, they woulda’ come and helped as well.” She’d taken over organizing the living room and unplugging the devices Dash had about the place.

“We can pack, they can help move.” Flutters nodded.

“I mean, we could probably have rented a truck, but at least the stallions will do it for free.” Snow commented as he packed away dishes. “They’ll do it for free right?”

“Free enough, I won’t complain how they get paid,” Cloudy said with a smirk and a wink.

“Translation, she’s gonna get railed.” Dash shrugged, moving to help pack away dishes.

“Hey, sex that’s free means I’m technically not a hooker,” Cloudy pointed out.

“This is true.” Snow pointed at her. “Also, use protection and make sure to stay hydrated.”

“Uh, yeah, not a moron, thanks,” Cloudy deadpanned. “Seriously, haven’t met a stud good enough to make me consider letting him go in raw yet. Though I have high hopes for whoever railed Dash before I got my hands on her.”

“Why am I already imaging Dash in the middle of CC, Gilda, and Cloudy?” Flutters hummed.

“Kinky. The Chat would love it.” Snow said with a chuckle, shaking his head.

“I’m glad G’s finally feeling better.” Dash added.

“They’re gonna be celebrating when we get home.” Flutters nodded.

“I’ll take that bet.” Dash chuckled, holding a box closed so Snow could tape it.

“What, are they horny teenagers that fuck all the time?” Cloudy raised a brow.

“Don’t… Don’t get me started.” Snow said with a long sigh.

“...Do you need someone to wear them out before they hurt themselves?” the mare asked in a more serious tone. “I can do that. I know pressure points, I can render them unable to move.”

“Not sure that’s their thing.” Flutters hummed. “Though if you and Gabs double-team Gilda’s g-spot and double titfuck CC’s dick.”

“Have I mentioned that my girlfriend is freaky?” Snow commented.

“I like the way she thinks,” Cloudy grinned. “Still though, we need to watch out for when they overdo it if they’re that bad.”

“Cloudy. Flutters and I are like the house mom and dad. I have to basically ground them from fucking too much or too roughly.” Snow deadpanned.

“Whelp,” the mare cracked her knuckles. “I can discipline them for you. Too much of a good thing’ll teach the stallion at least.”

“What, like sitting him in the middle of a pile of mares- er… Females? Femmes? Anyway, force him to please all of them at once?” Flutters asked.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Fluttershy.” Snow gestured at the yellow mare.

“I mean, we can try that,” Cloudy hummed. “It might knock him out for a few days, but I think he’d get the message.”

“Who takes what though?” Flutters asked.

“Mmmmm…. Gilda’s got his cock, Cloudy gets his face, and he has Gabs and Flutters on either hand.” Dash commented with a hum, while starting to pile pots into another box.

“Aaaand we rotate every time he cums,” Cloudy said with a smirk. “That way we drain him of energy and the will to stand up.”

“Should I be on standby in case his heart explodes?” Snow asked dryly.

“Probably,” Cloudy shrugged. “I intend to make him extra sensitive.”

“So, cumming almost on command?” Flutters tilted her head curiously.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Dash frowned.

“It’s cute how you think I’ll let him cum in less than half an hour,” Cloudy giggled.

“Teach Gilda, she’d love that.” Dash snickered.

“Aww, but then it wouldn’t be my little special brand of tor- pleasure,” Cloudy corrected herself with a smirk. “Now, are we all packed up here?”

“I think that’s everything.” Dash nodded as the last of the boxes were sealed.

“Great, now we just need to bring it down to the curb and I’ll call up my stallion crew to come move it,” Cloudy nodded. “Shouldn’t be hard at all, they knew it was happening today and are on standby.”

“Sounds good.” Snow nodded.

Brick sat in the driver’s seat of his van. The ruddy red-brown furred stallion slowed the van and parked it right outside the address. He saw Cloudy, her new maretoy, and the other two pile out of the car.

“Dude, we’re actually here.” He looked over at the built griffon sitting next to him. Gibraltar, the blacker than black griffon grinned as his crow-like head was almost pressed into the window. “They’re hot and, like, internet famous. Oh, G’s so hot. So is Gabs… and Flutters… and Dash.”

Brick shrugged and pushed some almost irritatingly long brown mane out of his gray eyes. “Yeah, yeah, The Nest, you’ve mentioned.” Brick nodded, undoing his seatbelt as Gibby almost fell out of his seat once his door was open. “Fuck, slow down. Don’t make me get the laser-pointer.”

“How dare you.” Gibby straightened himself as Brick got out. “I prefer to be distracted by shiny things, not lasers, thank you very much.”

Brick snorted and shook his head.

Both stallion and griffon were ripped. Built like brick houses, the pair both wore jeans as well as black shirts with a Movin’ Bros. logo embossed on them.

“Brick, Brick, Brick.” Gibby chattered.

“Yes, I’m Brick.” Brick deadpanned as he opened the van’s trunk.

“Ten bucks someone’s fucking when we get inside.” Gibby grinned at the stallion.

Brick deadpanned. “I mean, if what you’ve been talking about non-stop is right, G’s feeling better. So, they probably are. No bet.”

“Awwww….” The Crow-Panther wilted.

“Let’s just start unpacking.” Brick rolled his eyes.

“Who are those guys? Damn. They’re built.” Dash couldn’t help but stare as the stallion and griffon piled up box after box.

“Saw the logo, either part of a bigger company, or they’re independent.” Snow shrugged as he unlocked the door. “Either way, they were nice enough to help.”

“OH FUCK YES!” Was the first thing that came from the open door.

“Figures.” Snow deadpanned.

Walking in revealed that CC had apparently invented a new exercise for himself to remain fit. He’d taken to planking as a form of exercising his abs during the game… so he’d put Gilda in a mating press and was doing ‘reps’ to fuck her senseless under him.

“Oh my… Ugh...” Snow facepalmed. “Word of warning guys.” He said as Brick and Gibby came up with some boxes.

“Told ya.” Gibby grinned at the stallion.

“It’s good.” Brick shrugged. “Where are these going?”

“Up the stairs, you should see the room.” Flutters pointed out.

“Gotcha.” Brick nodded and plodded in with his load, also completely ignoring the fucking couple.

“Huh.” Cloudy watched the thrusting going on with a tilted head. “You’re right, they certainly have plenty of enthusiasm.”

“And they’re ignoring Chat.” Flutters commented, looking over at the laptop. “Because, of course they are.”

“Have at it.” Gibby grinned. “We’ll get everything in.”

“That’s what she said.” Dash said with a laugh.

Snow face-palmed.

Eventually, CC panted and sat back, pulling free of Gilda. “Okay, legs and abs need a rest now,” he said out loud. He’d heard the others come in, he just didn’t care, they’d all seen each other naked by now anyways enough to make him not self-conscious about the newcomers. CC pulled himself up and sat on the couch to catch a breath, letting Gilda free of the mating press. Gilda slumped and crawled over to the couch.

“You two have fun?” Snow asked, crossing his arms and raising a brow at the pair.

“...We’ve been at it for ten minutes,” CC deadpanned. “Neither of us are close to done, we were waiting for her cold medicine to wear off so she’d be cognizant for it.”

“Not used to it.” Gilda winced a little. “Need to be stretched again.”

“Try to take it easy, at least to start.” Snow shrugged. “We’ll be helping Dash get settled and organized.”

“Sure thing,” CC waved them off, before patting his lap with a hand. “Maybe if you were the one riding me?” he suggested to Gilda. “Might help.”

Gilda stretched, causing Gibby to trip and miss the last two steps of the stairs.

“I’m good.” The corvid-griffon called out, trying not to stare as the hen shifted and propped herself up on her knees and slowly rubbed herself over CC’s flare.

Snow rolled his eyes and started up the stairs as Gibby tore his eyes away and started out the door.

CC’s hands went up to Gilda’s breasts and started massaging them, rolling them between his fingers to tease the hen. “You’re gonna grow here, soon enough,” he taunted.

“Bigger tits or stomach?” Gilda smirked as she lowered herself and took him.

“Mmm, both, but you won’t stop being my beautiful broodhen~” CC teased.

“And what about foals or chicks or whatever they end up being?” Gilda asked, pausing and rolling her hips a little.

“Well, it’s important to teach them good, healthy sex practices young, so they don’t make mistakes when they grow up,” CC mused. “Guess they’ll have to watch us make some brothers and sisters for them a few times~”

“Huh. Kinky.” Gilda snorted, bottoming out and grinding her hips into his.

“The only difference between them watching us and random strangers watching us is they won’t give us money for giving them siblings,” CC pointed out.

“Heh.” She chuckled and leaned in to nip at his neck. CC responded by letting his hands play over the hen’s wings, teasing the sensitive spots and driving her just a little bit more wild.

“...They always like that?” Cloudy questioned Dash.

“Yep.” Dash nodded. “Believe it or not, but he was a massive nerd in High School. Still is a nerd, but just, not as intense.”

“Guessing the griffon pussy had something to do with it,” Cloudy quipped.

“You had griffon pussy before?” Dash raised a brow then looked at Gilda.

“Nah, but I’ve been with a griffon before,” Cloudy pointed out. “They’re...intense. Guessing his survival instinct kicked in to give as good as he’s getting, that’s why he’s still alive.”

“Hey Dweeb.” Dash called out, “mind if we take a turn with Gilda? You know, whenever you’re done.”

“You think I’m going to stop at some point. That’s cute,” CC chuckled. He brought his head to Gilda’s and started making out with her as the pair’s hips thrust together.

“Later then.” Dash snorted as she started back towards her room.

“Mmm,” CC hummed into the kiss, before breaking it. “Okay. Whenever you’re stretched enough,” he said to the hen. “Don’t want Snowflake getting mad at us for tearing something.”

“I’m more than stretched enough.” Gilda groaned as she started to slowly rise and fall. “Ooooooh…. I have missed this.”

“I’ve missed you too,” CC murred, one hand playing with one of her tits again. “Mmm. You’re still tight enough to squeeze me just right~”

“Oh? Like this?” She smirked and squeezed. CC swore he saw stars for a minute.

“Yup…” he panted once she’d let up. “Griffon puss best puss.”

“You know. I’m gonna make you pop.” She alternated between squeezing and rolling her hips.

“You’re already pregnant, harm’s already done,” CC noted out loud. When he could think straight. Which wasn’t often, with how she was treating him.

“True, but I want to feel you pop. I want to feel you pump it all out.” Gilda moaned softly, starting only to squeeze and unsqueeze.

“It would be a record for us, getting to the point in less than half an hour,” CC said, his hands going to Gilda’s hips. “Not sure if I’m ready for a session where I don’t wreck your pussy.”

She pushed down on his shoulders and started squeezing faster. “You had your chance to be dominant.” She rocked and squeezed harder. “Maybe I need to get the girls together and just bury you in pussy.”

“I mean, I wouldn’t say no, but I’m pretty sure not everyone would go along with it,” CC countered. “Flutters has Snowflake, and Gabs doesn’t do dicks as much as some of you. Plus I think Dash has a marefriend now. Or is it the marefriend has Dash?” He was being remarkably composed for someone that hadn’t fucked his girlfriend for as long as he- ohhh right, that thing with Dash.

“We might come up with some kind of agreement.” Gilda giggled, panting a little more as she rocked harder and faster. “Come on Dweeb… Cum for momma.”

CC smirked and nestled his head between her tits, losing himself in the softness. Gilda felt his shaft twitch inside her as her stallion started to fill her depths with his warm, sticky cum, for the first time in what felt like ages.

“Mmmmmm… Good boy.” Gilda nuzzled at the top of his head.

“...Recharge for five minutes, go again?” the stallion posed.

“Absolutely.” Gilda said, resting herself against his chest.

“Hey, bring the laptop over, let’s see what Chat’s up to,” CC prodded her verbally.

Gilda groaned as she turned around, leaned over, and grabbed the laptop. CC waited for a minute, flexing his hips to make his cock twitch in it’s second home.

“Easy there.” Gilda snickered, and rested the laptop on her lap. “Soooo…”

“Do they like the return of Gilda to the stream?” CC posed.

“Yeah. Yeah they do.” Gilda nodded. “Shit, that’s a lot.”

“Define ‘a lot’,” CC countered. “I mean, I could say I pump a lot of cum into you…”

She raised the laptop so he could see it easier. He blinked a few times.

“Gilda, tell me that they misplaced a decimal,” he said in a small voice.

Gilda shook her head. “Nope.”

“...Gilda, you could buy a diamond-encrusted dildo with that money. Several of them. A closet of them,” CC countered. “Why the hell…”

Gilda shrugged. “Eh, I’d prefer a dildo made of diamond.”

“Why are you giving them ideas…” CC moaned. “Wait.” He blinked a few times. “Check the rankings,” he told the hen. “With these stupidly generous fans of ours…”

“We’re at two again.” Gilda blinked in surprise.

“Well then,” CC chuckled. “Guess we’ve got our work cut out for us to challenge the top jockey.”

“Hey, so, do any of you hens have a sister?” Gibby asked Gabs as he set down the last of the boxes. Brick and Snow had gone to get some of the larger things.

“Nah, not really.” Gabs giggled. “Why do you ask?”

Gibby blushed a little. “Well I love your stream, and you’re pretty hot, and I was wondering if I could be on your stream sometime?”

Gabs giggled at him. “Cute, but that’s not really up to me.” She shook her head. “You’re cute though. Might have to record you and Brick railing Cloudy later.”

“Oh fuck… right.” Gibby blinked.

“Yo Gibs,” Cloudy poked her head in the room. “I got Brick and a room, let’s get your ‘payment’ out of the way.” She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh shit!” Gibby jumped. “I guess d-duty calls.” He chuckled at Gabs before he trod over to Cloudy.

“He’s kinda cute, but I’ve always been into scales.” Gabs commented with a giggle.

015 - Teething issues

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Dash yawned as she sleepily plodded out of her room and plodded to the bathroom. The moment she turned the handle.

“OH FUCK- RIGHT THERE!” Gilda half-shrieked.

Dash slammed the door. “Dammit.” She muttered and leaned on the railing of the stairs as she trudged down it.

“Morning Dash!” Gabs waved from the kitchen.

“Mmmhmmm.” Dash grumbled and walked into the downstairs bathroom.

A few minutes later, the bleary pegasus trudged into the kitchen and plopped down on one of the kitchen counter stools.

“Rough night?” Flutters asked from her spot by the oven, cooking something that smelled heavenly.

“Got kept up.” Dash grunted. “Can we soundproof their room?”

“Oh, shit. I knew we forgot something when we moved you in!” Gabs gasped. “I’m so sorry, I had the pads ready and everything!”

Dash blinked sleepily at Gabs. “They…. They can’t fuck that much. How is CC not dead?”

“They may need another Snow intervention.” Flutters nodded, plating something and carrying it over to Dash.

Dash in turn, stared at the scrambled eggs. “Yay…” She half-heartedly cheered. “We have anything with caffeine?”

“Coffee will be done in a minute or two.” Gabs said with a shrug.

“Eh… better than nothing.” The blue mare yawned.

“While you’re out of your room, I’m going to go do the soundproofing thing that I was supposed to do.” Gabs got up and raced up stairs.

“I know sex is great and all, I mean, Cloudy rocks me on a regular basis, but seriously… Do they have any self control?” Dash asked with a tired frown.

“Not… really?” Flutters chewed her lip in thought. “Maybe there’s a way to lower their libido?”

“Fuck if I know.” Dash shrugged as she started on her eggs.

Eventually the sounds of the upstairs shower drawing water from the house died down, and the others hoped this meant that Gilda and CC had finished their morning romp. Of course, by that point in time, the others had already eaten their breakfast.

“Hey!” Gilda called happily as she came into the kitchen, earning a tired glare from Dash. “Dash, you okay? You look exhausted.”

“No thanks to you two.” Dash grumbled.

“Huh?” Gilda blinked stupidly.

“Did we…” CC blinked a few times before turning to Gabby. “Did we forget to-”

“Mmmhmmm.” Gabs nodded as she stuck the foam pads on the walls.

“Are you two normally this lo- wait, yes you are. I’ve been in the same room.” Dash grumbled as Flutters handed her a cup of coffee.

“Shit… Sorry Dash.” Gilda winced.

“Do you two ever just.. Not fuck?” Dash asked.

Gilda puffed her feathers up a bit. “Yeah! Of course. We do… other things…” She wilted a bit. “We cuddle and just spend time together….” The hen hummed as she seemed to get lost in thought.

“Mmmmhmm.” Dash grunted as she sipped her coffee.

CC came down the stairs and sat next to Gilda. “Sorry Dash,” he said with a wince. “I thought the soundproofing was already installed.”

“Should be able to sleep better tonight, at least.” Dash rolled her eyes. “What do you two do in the brief recovery periods between fuck sessions?”

“Read a book, game, cuddle, tease chat,” CC listed off readily.

“He’s got a better brain for lists.” Gilda pointed at him. “I’m just the muscle.”

“You still graduated.” Flutters said happily.

“Thanks to this guy.” Gilda patted CC’s shoulder.

“You almost made sure you didn’t, trying to distract me every other time we got alone together after the school was closed,” CC countered.

“At what point did that reverse? You almost can’t keep your hands off me sometimes.” Gilda teased.

“Almost? Huh, I wasn’t aware I’d taken my hands off you,” the stallion mused.

“How many times do you two have sex a day?” Dash asked bluntly.

“Times?” CC blinked.

“Yeah. The number of times you two have sex. Or can you count the times when you’re not?” Dash asked. “I’d say this was concerning, but it’s you two so it’s really a mild inconvenience until Snow comes by and puts the book down.”

“...She assumes we stop, that’s adorable,” CC said to Gilda.

Dash blinked. “I’m going back to bed. I’m starting this day over later.” She called out plodding her way upstairs.

“Good thing Gabs is installing the soundproofing now,” CC quipped.

Snow yawned as he came in wearing his scrubs and carrying his duffel bag of clean clothes. It was a little after lunch, but he’d been up early. He was quite unsurprised to be hearing the wet slaps and moans coming from the living room. Of course CC and Gilda were at it already.

He ignored the pair as he walked into the living room and gave Flutters a kiss on the top of her head. Which got a happy giggle in return. Gabs was being the camera girl, like normal lately, and Dash was… not here.

He mouthed, “be right back,” to Flutters and headed upstairs to change into something more casual. There he bumped into Dash.

“Hey.” Dash said, looking slightly tired but beyond that fine.

“Hey. How’s the move in treating you?” Snow smiled at her.

“Taking a bit to adjust, but fine.” Dash shrugged. “Those two kept me up.”

“Dammit, they going overboard again?” Snow said with a tired sigh.

“Well they fucked late into the night, I virtually walked in on them banging in the shower this morning, and now they’re having at it on the couch.” Dash rolled her eyes. “At least they’re drinking and using more lube.”

“At least they’re being safe, but they should probably take things in moderation.” Snow nodded. “Eh, I’ll try to have a talk with them later.”

“They do only seem to listen to you.” The mare chuckled as she started down the stairs.

“Well, Chat’s in a giving mood.” Flutters commented.

“That’s always good.” Gabs smiled as she returned the cam to its dock by the stream laptop.

“Mmmhmm.” Flutters nodded, looking over the responses. “And most of this is just happy for the proper return of G.”

“Of course they are.” Gilda chuckled as she caught her breath next to her boyfriend.

“Yeah, I mean, I’m happy that you’re feeling better as well,” CC nodded, pecking Gilda’s cheek with a kiss. “Hmm...think we should take a break to do something non-sex related? Hips are getting a bit of a burn from the workout,” he pointed out.

“Oh, don’t know if you two noticed, but Snow is here. So he’d probably approve of you not fucking yourselves to a hospital visit.” Flutters added, glancing at the pair.

“Thought I saw something white through the haze.” Gilda chuckled, wincing a little as she folded her wings.

“He’s changing.” Dash announced her presence as she flopped into her seat.

“How are you two feeling? Need me to grab anything?” Gabs asked. “Water, a snack?”

“Pants,” CC quipped. “No clue where mine went.”

Gabs walked over and retrieved underwear and pants for both of them.

“Bless you Gabs.” Gilda chuckled as she got up to re-don her pants. CC wasn’t far behind her, putting at least a few clothing barriers between the two of them going at it again.

“So,” CC mused. “What were you up to, Gabs?”

“Huh?” Gabs blinked. “I was the camera girl.” She shrugged. “Being around this much fucking kinda just deadened my libido.”

“You okay?” Gilda asked.

“Yeah, m’fine.” Gabs smiled. “Just doin’ my job.”

“...Gilda, I think we’re screwing up more than each other,” CC quipped.

“Maybe we need to take an actual break?” Gilda asked as Gabs handed her the older hen’s bra.

“Good. You’re learning. I don’t have to scold you.” Snow announced himself with a chuckle.

“I’d suggest we go out to hotels to screw, but all our streaming stuff is here,” CC noted out loud. “And us screwing apparently pays all the bills.” He scratched his chin in thought. “Idea,” he said after a moment. “Maybe we make Gilda and me going at it a donation reward goal, since everyone seems to like it so much, but we can’t be trusted to moderate ourselves.”

“I’ll work on a thing.” Flutters spoke up. “The Nest is kinda a variety channel, that’s to Gabs’s binge-watching.”

“I have no idea why I make money off that.” Gabs shrugged.

“Maybe because half the time you’re either in panties or naked?” Dash asked.

“True.” Gabs nodded.

“And in the meantime-” CC started to say, before his phone dinged. He paused and pulled it out to read the news. “Oh. Well I know what I’m doing for gaming.”

“Whats up?” Gilda asked, glancing at him.

“Update for minecraft,” CC quipped. “Time to explore a whole new hellscape.”

“Define hellscape.” Gabs raised a brow.

“Nether update,” CC explained. “Actual biomes, ores to mine, inhabitants.”

“Oh, how exciting.” Dash said flatly, looking at her phone.

“Hey don’t judge.” Gabs pouted at the pegasi.

“Yeah, I’ll be able to show off how I do the crazy things I do to farm resources now,” CC nodded. “It’ll be fun. And this new resource in the nether makes the previous tier of gear look like crap compared.”

“Lemme get the stuff set up.” Flutters said, setting her laptop down and moving to mess with the stream laptop.

Snow picked up Flutters’ laptop and looked through the Chat. “Gabs, you secret admirer commented again.”

“Oh?” Gabs perked up.

“Where’d the sexy nerd bird go?” Snow quoted.

“Awwww.” Gabs flushed.

“He the same dude who throws money every time Gabs is on screen?” Dash asked.

“Yep.” Snow nodded.

“Screen name?” Gilda asked as Flutters finished up setting up the new stream.

“PurpleScales.” Snow spoke up.

“Scales?” Gabs blinked.

“No clue,” CC quipped. “I don’t know anyone by that name. Okay!” He pulled up the saves list. “No clue how to reset the nether, so...just destroy ‘em and we’ll rebuild the things in the next world. Or leave ‘em for figuring things out later, who knows.” CC shrugged. “In any case, new world, naming it Nether Update, and give it a minute to make.” He then turned to Gabby. “Maybe set up a stream in one of the rooms where you watch something and every time he donates, you take something off for him,” he suggested.

Gabs’s eyes widened. “See ya later!” She yelled while rushing out of the room.

“Brilliant.” Gilda snorted as she leaned against CC.

“Gotta get her a stable relationship somehow,” CC nodded. “It’d be nice if she had someone like we do.”

“Speaking of having others, gotta go. Cloudy’s taking me out.” Dash grinned as she hopped up off her chair.

“Have fun.” Flutters smiled at her as the mare left.

“So it’s just the horny teens left alone with the responsible adults,” CC quipped.

“Pretty much.” Flutters giggled as she patted Snow’s leg and the stallion moved the laptop so she could sit in his lap.

“I could think of worse things to do than just hanging with my favorite people.” Gilda smiled.

“Yeah, agreed. Hey,” CC looked over at Flutters. “The opening stuff is just gonna be about me finding a place to set up a base. So why don’t you look up the Nether Update movie so that the chat knows what the goal is?”

“Gimme a sec.” Flutters said as Snow set the laptop in her lap. “And there’s that as an intro movie.”

“Chat’s not against Minecraft for some reason.” Gilda said squinting at the laptop on the table.

“Well I mean, yeah. The nether’s been bland and boring forever,” CC quipped. “But with this, you have an overarching goal beyond ‘find fortress’ or ‘find quartz’. Now it’s also ‘don’t aggro the pigmen,’ and ‘find netherite to upgrade with’. ‘Barter with pigmen’ is a good one as well, because you’ll need the cool obsidian to make cool things with.” He chuckled. “Just don’t steal from their chests.”

“Oooookay.” Gilda blinked. “Why do I understand DOOM more than this?”

“Simpler game probably.” Snow shrugged.

“Doom is simple, find demon, blow up demon,” CC agreed. “Minecraft is about building your world however you choose to do it. Much more depth to it.”

“Something tells me that I don’t have the patience for this.” Gilda said flatly.

“Everyone has their thing.” Flutters said with a smile.

“You’re more interested in the gadgets working than the hours it takes to build them,” CC noted.

“Yeah pretty much.” Gilda snorted a chuckle, nudging him with an elbow. “I’m more end product, over the making of said product.”

“I dunno, you seem to enjoy the making of eggs right now,” CC riposted.

“Well yeah.” Gilda frowned at him. “That’s different. Also, I swear I will get eggs out of you yet.”

“Give it time,” CC smirked. “It’s not like hybrids are impossible. I just need to fuck you pregnant eventually.”

“Statistics are that they’re rare but not impossible.” Snow added.

“So, you know, about a year’s worth of solid fucking and you’ll maybe get eggs,” CC nodded.

“Pretty much.” Snow nodded.

“Wish I was actually pregnant instead of deathly sick.” Gilda grumbled.

“Well, Gabs is upstairs and Dash is out of the building,” CC mused.

“You’ve already fucked quite a bit today, if what Dash said is right.” Snow glared at him. “I think you're good for a bit.”

“I wasn’t going to go right to more fucking, there’s a game to play,” CC pointed out. “What I was gonna suggest, though...is maybe G could try to distract me. So that I’m ready for later, when she wants to fuck again.”

“Dweeb, for once, I’m actually tired.” Gilda said with a sigh.

“...Stop the presses, Gilda is sore and tired of sex,” CC said in mock-shock.

She shoved him lightly. “I meant in general.”

“Ah.” He gestured to the kitchen with a wing. “Get some coffee then, and relax while you drink it.”

“Relax and coffee don’t exactly mix.” Flutters comment, looking over her laptop at him.

“Just because you’re caffeinating doesn’t mean you need to be jumping around,” CC noted.

“I am quite happy to just relax with you.” Gilda said with a yawn, resting her head against his shoulder.

“Heh,” CC pecked Gilda’s head with a kiss. “Take a nap then, silly birb.”

“I can do that right here, dweeb.” Gilda kissed his cheek.

“You’re adorable,” CC noted out loud, wrapping a wing around her back and side.

“If I’m adorable, Snow’s adorable.” Gilda snorted.

“He is though.” Flutters said.

“Awww…” Snow cooed and hugged her.

The foursome snuggled the afternoon away, lit by the glow of the laptops.

016 - Meeting the fans

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“Spike.” A voice called out.

Spike groaned as he pulled himself away from his computer. The somewhat thin and gangly twenty-something was wearing a big white t-shirt and black sweatpants. His bright green eyes rolled as he plodded towards the door. A claw scratched at the purple scales of his cheek.

He opened the door and looked around. The hallway was empty, which probably meant-

“Spike, can you come down here? I could use your help.” Twilight called out.

Spike sighed and plodded out of his room, down the hallway, and down the stairs to the foyar. Twilight Sparkle was in the living room. The couch had been pushed back into the wall. The central coffee table had been pushed to the side. His mom/sister/guardian/thing was sitting next to a large cardboard box. Said box showed a large bookshelf. The pieces were all over the floor. There was another bookshelf box next to it.

The violet mare wearing little more than a large blue t-shirt and panties was staring at the instruction manual.

“Twi. Two things.” Spike spoke up as he deadpanned at the scene. “One, put some clothes on.” He paused. “Actually it’s three things. Two, are you planning on having the bookshelves in here? And three, you need me to put it together for you don’t you?”

Twilight looked up. “Huh?” The mare blinked her violet eyes. “Yes. I figured since it was your day off you would mind?” She smiled sheepishly.

“I mean, I was planning on chatting with Gabs again while doing a little gaming, but if you really need my help.” The dragon shook his head. “So, the other two questions?” He asked as he walked in to sit down next to the pile of boards and bags of screws and things.

“Oh…” Twilight blinked and looked down at herself. “Well, I don’t really go out, and nobody ever really comes over…”

Spike snapped his claws and held out a hand. Twilight blushed and held out the manual. Spike flipped to the first page and started sorting through the boards. “Well true, but don’t you feel awkward just wearing that?” Spike gestured his tail at all of Twilight.

“No.” Twilight tilted her head a little. “Should I?”

“Seriously, how are you the adult?” Spike rolled his eyes and shook his head as he started the assembly. At least the bookshelves weren’t that tall.

“Hey, Mom and Dad are fully supportive of me.” Twilight huffed and crossed her arms.

“Twilight, they’re just as supportive of Shining and his regular online banging of royalty.” Spike deadpanned at the mare as he looked through the baggies of screws.

“I’m perfectly happy that Shining can support himself.” Twilight smiled.

“He’s basically the stud for a pair of rich mares. Not that Cadence isn’t great…. And Chrys isn’t awesome for basically the equivalent to the Queen of Bittan... “ Spike paused and blinked. “And come to think of it I don’t really have anything to knock them for.”

“Of course. Why would we want to judge them when they’re happy?” Twilight smiled.

“Point.” Spike nodded, glancing at the manual on the floor and tearing open a bag.

“And how’s that Nest group you’ve been watching?” Twilight asked.

“Well Gilda’s feeling better, though apparently the amount of fucking she and CC do gets them in trouble with the house doctor. And it’s kinda killing everyone else’s libido.” Spike explained, starting to put a few boards together.

“Awwww, well I’m happy she’s feeling better. Hmmm do you think they both have some kind of issue where-”

“Twi, you don’t have to psychoanalyse a couple just because they fuck a lot.” Spike deadpanned at the mare.

“Mmmmm fine.” Twilight huffed.

“So anyway, Dash apparently found herself a marefriend.” Spike continued.

“Oh yay!” Twilight grinned, cheering softly. “I’m so happy.”

“On that note, are you ever going to find someone?” The dragon smirked at the unicorn.

Twilight blushed. “Well my dates never really work out. And what about you, the dragon working as a waiter and spending his nights jerking off to griffon hens.”

“Says the mare who spends her nights rubbing herself to fanfiction.” Spike raised a brow.

Twilight pouted, glaring at him. She sighed. “No one will ever be as good as the men in the stories.”

“If you keep comparing them to guys from various fictional universes, yeah they won’t.” Spike nodded. “Plus, I think I might have a thing with Gabs.” He coughed and returned to his building.

Twilight blinked, then gasped. “What?! Really?! Oh Spike! Finally!”

“Oh, ha ha.” Spike rolled his eyes.

“No! I mean it!” Twilight shook her head.

“It’s not exactly conventional.” Spike glanced at her.

“Well, you two started backwards. What with the whole, get off to each other first, then start to learn about each other as people.” Twilight nodded. “But there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Thanks for being supportive Twi.” Spike gave the mare a soft smile. “Now we just need to put you in front of a camera and see if anyone catches your eye.”

Twilight giggled and shook her head. “Oh no, nobody wants a thirty-something nerd who obsesses over fiction.”

“You’d be surprised. And don’t put yourself down like that.” Spike frowned at her as he got the base rectangle of the bookshelf finished.

“But I don’t have an ass, I don’t have big tits, I barely remember to wear my contacts, I never wear anything sexy.” Twilight started to list. “On that note, my eyes are irritating me, be right back.”

The mare got up and went upstairs. Spike shook his head as he flipped the rectangle over to screw in the back board.

Twilight returned, now wearing her glasses. “Better.” She sat back down exactly where she’d been sitting before and adjusted her purple, circle-lensed glasses.

“Twi, take this from your brother-son-thing. You’re a catch.” Spike nodded, flipping the bookshelf back over so he could put in the little knobs that held up the shelves.

“If you say so.” Twilight sighed.

“You are, and some stallion, mare, dragon, zebra, whatever is going to be very happy to have met you one day.” Spike nodded again.

“You’re sweet.” Twilight smiled weakly. “But for now, I’ll just be happy reading about the guys I’ll never be able to have.”

“Stop being a downer!” Spike groaned, throwing his head back. “Find a roleplay server or something. Maybe start exploring some of the fanfiction websites you’re on. There has to be somebody you can chat with on there.”

“Well there is a diamond dog I talk to.” Twilight commented.

“And why is this the first time I’ve heard of it?” Spike blinked and looked at her.

“Because she’s got a boyfriend, who’s an Abyssinian. We chat about fanfiction stuff and story ideas.” Twilight smiled. “Oh! I completely forgot.”

“What?” Spike raised a brow.

“They live across the street from The Nest.” Twilight beamed.

Spike blinked. “Bullshit.”

“No, I’m serious!” Twilight waved her arms excitedly. “Amber never really goes anywhere, and Pippen just goes to work and spends most of his time at home with her. They haven’t talked to anybody at the Nest much, well sans Pippen saying morning or hi when he passed CC on his jogs.”

“Huh. Well shit.” Spike blinked. “Might have to confirm that with Gabs.” He nodded as he slotted a shelf in.

“They, of course, don’t judge anybody for their life-style choices, because what’s the point?” Twilight shrugged.

“Have any other online friends I don’t know about?” Spike raised a brow.

“Uhhhh, not really? Well… There is a changeling girl that’s friends with Amber, her name’s Scylla. She’s into the more erotic side of fanfiction, which I get, so we mainly just send each other steamy stories we find. More often than not we already are reading whatever we send each other so that’s pretty funny.” Twilight smiled.

“Well that’s nice. You’re making friends. Finally. Mom and Dad would be so proud.” Spike teased.

“Oh hush.” Twilight snorted.

Spike set the bookshelf up. It was finished. “Right, where’s this one going?”

“Figure it could fit by the front window.” Twilight gestured to the curtained bay window where the table had been scooted over to.

“Kay.” Spike nodded. “I assume you want me to make the other one too?”

“Please?” Twilight smiled weakly.

Spike sighed as he plopped himself back into his chair. He grabbed the mouse and poked the computer to wake it up. After inputting his password he clicked on the Shudder icon.

It looked like Gabs was online. She wasn’t streaming though.

He switched over to his chat messenger. He grinned.

PurpleScales: Hey

Only moments later.

GreyGriff: OMG HAI!

Spike snorted and shook his head, grinning wider.

PurpleScales: - Why so excited?
GreyGriff: Because you’re here.

He felt his heart twinge a bit.

PurpleScales: Awwww. Sorry I wasn’t on earlier. Was helping Twi with putting together bookshelves.
GreyGriff: More bookshelves?
PurpleScales: Yeah. More bookshelves. They weren’t big ones though.
GreyGriff: That’s good. How are you feeling?
PurpleScales: Eh. Legs are a little sore from walking around from work, but that’s normal. How’s your work?
GreyGriff: Kinda being a camerahen mostly. Haven’t really been in the mood for anything myself. Well, not counting being with you.

Spike blushed as he felt his sweatpants get tighter.

PurpleScales: - I’m surprised I have that effect honestly.
GreyGriff: Don’t do that. You’re cute. You’re a dragon, which is a bonus. And you’re a great guy. And you’re hot. And I want your dick.

Spike took a slow breathe as a claw disappeared into his sweatpants.

PurpleScales: - And I swore you weren’t into the whole actual sex thing.
GreyGriff: Hey, I can enjoy jerking you off, or sucking you off. Though, to be perfectly honest, I really wouldn’t mind… having sex… with you.

Spike’s heart skipped.

PurpleScales: Really? I mean, I’m not normally one for actual sex myself. Says the dragon who’s never gotten laid, but… I would love to make love to you.
GreyGriff: Ooooo… That sounds better. Yes. Spikey, make love to me.

Spike chewed his lip.

PurpleScales: - Hey so I have a long weekend off for the holiday…
GreyGriff: OMG Baby! Can we meet?! Can Twi come too?! We can have everybody hold off on the sex and stuff! That girl needs to get out and make some friends.

Spike blinked.

PurpleScales: I mean I can see if she’s up for it. Oh! And on a different note, do you happen to have a Diamond Dog and an Abyssinian who live across the street from you?
GreyGriff: Yeah. I don’t see them much but yeah. Why?
PurpleScales: Huh. Well Twi’s friends with them, or at least the Diamond Dog.
GreyGriff: More of a reason for her to come too.
PurpleScales: True. Sorry if I killed the mood.
GreyGriff: I can easily get the mood back. Hey, hey, guess what I’m wearing?

And Spike’s pants were back to being tight.

PurpleScales: Uhhh. T-shirt and jeans?
GreyGriff: Nope!
PurpleScales: Panties?
GreyGriff: Winner!
PurpleScales: Is that it?
GreyGriff: Yep! And you’re making them a little damp. ;P
PurpleScales: How?
GreyGriff: I seriously just giggled out loud. You are adorable. Want me to set up the webcam?
PurpleScales: I mean, I have no preference. If you want to?
GreyGriff: Well, do you want to watch me plunge my talons into my hot pussy?

Spike felt a chill run down his back.

PurpleScales: Well when you put it like that.

Spike got a ringing from his speakers as he clicked on the call. The light on his webcam lit up as Connecting popped up on the black chat screen.

Spike grinned. “Hell the fuck yes…”

017 - Setting up for a nice trip

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“Soooo…” The gray Abyssinian in a black hoodie and jeans blinked his green eyes at the list. “Anything else I should take care of, I could hire a cleaning company to clean the carpets.”

“Good luck with that,” CC quipped. “I think some of those stains are there to stay.”

“We will have to see about that.” Pippen nodded, folding the list in half. “And you’re leaving, tomorrow, later today?”

“Something like that, so that we can get there in time to enjoy the nice weather at the beach,” CC agreed. “Plus it’ll give the chance for us to meet someone else.”

“Cool cool, well have a good time.” The cat smiled and headed for the door. “For now, it’s date night and I need to go get some groceries for dinner. Have a good one.” He waved and left.

“You have fun with that,” the stallion called. Hmm. Everything had been organized the night before, into the things they were taking and the things they didn’t need. It was just a matter of packing them into the vehicles...which is what they were doing now, before they’d been reminded that somebody would need to house-sit while they were away.

Gilda came in, clad in her leather jacket over a blue t-shirt and jeans. “I think we got everybody squared away. Spike, Twilight, and Gabs are riding with Flutters and Snow. That means we get to go with Dash and Cloudy. We get the house-watching out of the way?”

“Yeah, our neighbor across the street is helping us with that,” CC informed the griffon. “He’s gonna try to clean up our house a little while we’re away as well.”

“HA!” Gilda barked a laugh. “Good-fucking-luck.”

“That’s what I said!” CC agreed. “I think the couch is a lost cause.”

“And we come home to all new furniture.” Gilda snorted. “You ready? Need anything else?”

“I think most of it’s packed,” CC thought for a moment. “Yeah, the only thing I have yet to pack is my setup in case of bad weather so that we’re not all bored.”

“Well let’s grab a backpack or two.” Gilda waved a talon at the TV set up.

“No, the laptop,” CC clarified. He went and grabbed a nearby bag, before packing the laptop and everything connected to it into the bag carefully. “Don’t want it to shift in transit,” he explained. “I thiiiiink…” He looked around, not seeing a cord anywhere that he missed. “Yeah, that’s everything.”

“Yay. Into the car we go.” Gilda chuckled, gesturing at the front door.

“Alright, alright,” CC huffed. “Keep your shirt on, I know where we’re going after all.”

“Your grandparent’s summer home or something, right?” The hen wandered over to the door.

“Yeah, they have a villa on the beach, it’s big enough to host a small party at,” CC agreed. “We should all fit.” He ran the mental calculations. “Though, some of us may have to sleep on the couch…”

“I don’t think any of us will mind.” Gilda shook her head. “Even if it’s couples.”

“Fair point,” CC shrugged, heading out the door after Gilda. The car was in the driveway, packed already. “Okay, so…” He hummed. “Keys given to the neighbors, everything packed...I think we’re good to go.”

“To vacation.” Gilda cheered.

It was...a very long trip. Long rides in cars tended to be boring, for the most part at least. Gilda ended up snoozing not long into the ride. Dash and Cloudy seemed to be distracting each other via texting in the backseat, leaving CC to drive.

“Wonder how the others are doing,” he mused to himself, checking the rear-view mirror to be sure the other vehicle was still following him. Yup, there they were, a few cars back.

“I’m sure they’re fine.” Dash commented.

“Yeah, they’re perfectly capable of following a car,” Cloudy snarked. “Whether or not they can keep their hands to themselves is another matter.”

“Well they do have adults in the car.” Dash added, before glancing at CC. “Well, mature adults.”

“I’m probably lucky Gilda is asleep,” CC agreed. “And that Twilight is in the car with Spike and Gabby.”

“I was referring to Flutters and Snow.” Dash snickered. “Twilight seems kinda… socially awkward. Spike seems sweet though.”

“Yeah, I’m glad Gabby found someone that treats her right,” CC nodded once.

“For once, a normal relationship!” Cloudy cheered.

“Define, normal.” Dash raised a brow at her marefriend.

“One not like ours or the stud’s,” the other pegasus mare pointed out.

“There you go.” Dash nodded. “Snow and Flutters seem to be the most stable.”

“That they do,” CC agreed. “They are the rocks in this whole friendship of ours. Without them, we’d have fucked ourselves into a stupor ages ago.”

“At least, I’m trying to get Cloudy to pace herself.” Dash chuckled. “Trying being the key word.”

“Hey, go hard or go home,” Cloudy leered at Dash.

“Emphasis on go hard, you just love making me cum more than once.” Dash said dryly. “Even though it makes me dead to the word for hours afterwards.”

“Job well done, I’d say,” Cloudy nodded. “If I can’t make you unable to walk, I’m doing it wrong.”

“CC, I apologise for the horniness of my marefriend.” Dash rolled her eyes. “Unless you like hearing two chicks talk about sex in the car.”

“Hey, at this point, I’m just glad it’s not Gilda adding her two bits,” CC quipped. “Goodness knows I wouldn’t be able to drive if she was awake.”

“Hmmph- I’m adding what now?” Gilda snorted as she sat up properly and stretched.

“My marefriend is just teasing me about being a one and done.” Dash snorted.

“Uh huh. Kay.” Gilda said, still waking up.

“It’s adorable, hearing her moan and plea for me to stop after the first,” Cloudy taunted.

“And making me cum anyway.” Dash said flatly.

“Reminds me of… well, either of us when we’re particularly horny.” Gilda snorted, gesturing at CC.

“Difference is, you at least stop,” CC quipped. “Eventually.”

“Until you’re milked dry for the night, day, whenever.” Gilda chuckled.

“I just pass out and end up sore.” Dash shrugged.

“Aww, but you always wake up to me cuddling you,” Cloudy replied. “It’d be rude otherwise.”

“You have a point there.” Dash admitted, nodding at her.

“Why can’t we be nearly as cute?” CC asked of Gilda, without taking his eyes off the road.

“Fuck you, we’re adorable.” Gilda pointed at him.

“No, we’re lewd enough that our neighbors are thinking of replacing our furniture,” CC quipped back.

“Eeesh… Point.” Gilda winced.

“And we just end up coming back to a whole new house.” Dash snorted.

“Would not put it past them,” CC muttered. “I mean, it probably smells fine to us, but I don’t want to imagine how it smells to a newbie.”

“Like those fucking nose blind commercials.” Gilda winced again. “Fuck.”

“Dash, make a note for us to invest in some air freshener when we get back,” CC called to the back seat.

“Noted.” Dash typed in her phone.

“That might actually come in handy.” Gilda nodded.

“Yeah, we’ve probably been needing it for a while,” the stallion admitted.

“And an air purifier.” Gilda added. “Just in case.”

“Noting that too.” Dash typed away.

“Some stain remover,” CC continued to think aloud. “Might help us save some furniture.”

“Mmmhmmm.” Dash hummed, nodding.

“Anything else we need to add to the list?” Gilda hummed in thought.

“Pregnancy tests,” CC teased.

“Ha ha.” Gilda rolled her eyes.

“Well it would have saved us a lot of trouble earlier if we’d used one of those,” CC countered

“Yeah, I know.” Gilda grumbled.

“It’s okay G, we all tend to get hit with the stupid stick from time to time.” Dash leaned forward and patted her shoulder.

“Thanks.” Gilda smiled at her.

“Then there are people like our old school’s sports team, who hit every branch on the way down the stupid tree,” CC noted aloud.

“Oh, don’t get me started.” Gilda face-taloned.

“This I have to hear,” Cloudy spoke up, leaning in to hear the story.

Meanwhile, in the van. Spike and Gabs were snoozing together. In the middle seat, sat Twilight, looking a little car sick from staring at her computer. Flutters was humming along to the radio as Snow was driving.

“You doing okay back there?” Snow asked, looking in the rear-view mirror.

“Urp- I’m okay.” Twilight said, looking queasy.

“Look out the front window.” Flutters suggested.

“I have some tums in the glove box.” Snow nodded at the passenger seat.

“I should be fine.” Twilight said, shaking her head.

“You sure?” Flutters asked, glancing back.

“I’m sure.” Twilight nodded. “It happens.”

“Okay.” Flutters nodded back.

“Lemme know if you need me to stop to vomit or something.” Snow said, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I’m fine.” Twilight groaned. “Sheesh, you remind me of my parents.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Flutters smiled as TWilight looked back to the seat behind her.

“You know, I expected the two of them to be all over each other.” Twilight commented on the snoozing pair. “What with the whole, young, new couple get to meet each other in person.”

“I just think they’re cute together.” Flutters nodded.

“And here I am, just happy that they aren’t fucking each other senseless on the regular.” Snow chuckled.

“They seem more happy to just enjoy their time together.” Twilight turned back around, leaned into her seat and shut her eyes.

“As opposed to Gilda and CC, or Cloudy and… Just Cloudy actually.” Snow snorted.

“I never thought it’d be Dash having to keep up with a partner.” Flutters said with a hum.

“And, here we are,” CC said, stepping out of the vehicle to stretch his legs. After quite a drive, they’d finally arrived at his grandparent’s summer home. It was a nice villa with a beach view not far from the front door. Plenty of bedrooms and rooms in general. His grandparents had believed in guests and parties, and his parents had taken to upgrading it with more modern utilities when they were available. It was a family treasure, this place.

“Okay, so,” the stallion said after stretching all his limbs from sitting still too long. “We should pick bedrooms before we start unpacking, otherwise it’ll just be chaotic when we do get everything inside.”

“If there’s a basement bedroom, I’ll take it.” Twilight called out. “Then again, if there aren’t enough rooms in general, I could just sleep on a couch.”

“Wait a sec.” Snow held up a hand. “So, we have, Gilda and CC; Flutters and I; Dash and Cloudy; Spike and Gabs, and finally Twilight.” He listed off. “That means we need at least four bedrooms.”

“Well let’s go take a look then.” Gilda looked at CC.

“I know there’s four,” CC hummed. “More than that I forget about. But there’s quite a few entertainment rooms, and my parents put in televisions, cable, and internet when they got ahold of it.” He shrugged. “If anything, we’ll have a choice of couches to lounge on.”

“Oh internet…” Twilight said happily. “I hate using data.”

“I’ll need to dig the password for the router out of my laptop, but yeah,” CC nodded once. “So...let’s go look,” he said to Snow. “You can pick out what bedroom you want while we’re checking how many rooms there are.”

Spike and Gabs lay cuddled on top of their bed. They’d chosen a ground floor bedroom, it was on the small side. Small still being about as large as a one room apartment.

Even though the pair had spent the day together in the van, they were perfectly content to just lay together.

“Hey.” Gabs spoke up from her position as big spoon. (Even though she wasn’t anywhere near as big as Gilda, she was still taller than the wiry and lanky dragon.)

“Hmmm?” Spike hummed, happy to be held by the hen.

“This is gonna be fun.” Gabs nuzzled at one of his ear fins.

“Hey, we get to actually spend time together irl.” Spike replied. “So long as we’re together, whatever happens will be great.”

018 - Scuppered plans and bonding

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Gilda took a sip of her coffee as she stared out the window. She was in a comfy looking gray robe as she stood by the sliding glass door that led to the deck.

There was a flash. A few seconds later came a loud rumble of thunder.

It was raining.

Because of course it was.

“Well, beach fun is out.” Twilight commented from a large and plush couch.

“I might have jinxed it.” Spike commented from the other side of the couch as Gabs cuddled up against his side.

“Yes Chat. This is bullshit.” Dash commented as she stared at her phone. “It’s raining. What are we to do?” She deadpanned.

“Well this is the first time Gabby has met Spike, and we don’t know Twilight all that well either,” CC noted from the kitchen. “We could all bond over some movies or games. We have big screen TV’s in here. Give me five minutes to figure out how to broadcast to a television and we can be playing on the biggest screens.”

“You do that.” Gilda moved over to flop into a lay-z-boy. “I am not awake enough.”

“Well Flutters and Snow are still sleeping.” Gabs commented.

“So is Cloudy.” Dash added.

“So, bonding.” Spike nodded. “Yay.”

“What do you have in mind CC?” Twilight asked, looking up from the laptop in her lap.

“Well, we could have Gabby and Spike watching a film in one room, per her usual stream,” CC noted out loud. “Or an anime. Up to her what she wants to see. Just some innocent cuddling. And then in another room, we could set up a laptop to stream to a TV so everyone here can watch on the big screen what’s going on.” He came out with a pot of coffee and started pouring. “Thing is, we’d need a game everyone was interested in watching…”

“Sure.” Spike shrugged.

“Doesn’t sound that bad.” Gabs added.

“We could do some bonding over Super Smash Brothers.” Gilda spoke up.
“Or want to kill each other because of Mario Kart.” Dash added.

“Or find out how horrible we are to each other by playing Mario Party.” Twilight added as well.

“All very interesting ideas,” CC agreed. “Hmm. What to actually do, though…” He hummed for a moment in thought. “Oh, there’s an idea,” he chuckled. “We can play eight a match in Smash. So if we connect four controllers on our side, we can all play as one team...and then we can challenge Chat to put together a rival team.”

“That sounds like a mess.” Gilda swigged more coffee. “I love it.”

“And we’ll go do movie stuffs.” Gabs got up and tugged Spike up with her.

“So long as there’s more cuddling involved.” Spike chuckled as the pair started up the stairs to their room on the second floor.

“Whelp, they’ll be the wholesome, chill section of the house today,” CC predicted. “Hey Dash, go get my things from the room, I’ll set up the game after we’ve all been caffeinated enough to consider it.”

“Yup.” Dash got up and started up the stairs to get the things.

“So, I hope this isn’t offensive, but I kinda expected everyone to be sex crazed maniacs.” Twilight commented, looking at Gilda.

“Oh, you should see us fully caffeinated in front of a camera.” Gilda chuckled.

“Yeah, we’re not quite awake yet,” CC agreed. “Give us time to limber up, energy from the coffee, and five minutes when Snow and Fluttershy aren’t watching, and we’ll vanish to a soundproofed room to be a bad example to Spike and Gabby.”

“Ah, that I can believe.” Twilight nodded.

“Got things.” Dash said as she returned with what looked like a pile of cables in her arms.

“Ah, I’ll need to untangle those, but if you could put it down gently on the table, I’ll get to that,” the stallion noted. He sipped on his coffee as he started trying to think about how to do the whole process. Hmm, that cable went around, over...was there a knot in there somewhere?

Dash knelt over and set the pile down and started to help CC organize things. After about five minutes they’d worked out the worst of the snares and the cables were all lined up next to each other on the floor.

“There we are,” the stallion sighed, knocking back some more coffee after that. “Okay then. I’ll plug everything in and get to work on getting it streaming in a minute here.”

“Cool.” Dash wandered into the kitchen to get a coffee cup and came back to pour herself a cup from the pot that CC set on the coffee table.

“Anybody make breakfast?” Twilight asked out of the blue.

There was silence.

“And Spike already went upstairs.” Twilight sighed.

“I got it.” Gilda got up. “I won’t be great, but it’ll be something at least.” She stretched before plodding into the kitchen. “Eggs, bacon, and toast.” She added, looking into the fridge.

“I think we’ve got some instant hash brown patties you can throw in the toaster oven to bake for those that want it,” CC noted. “In case you feel like diversifying a little.”

“Why not, potatoes are good.” Gilda added as she started pulling things out for food making.

“And now I’m hungry.” Dash commented.

“Working on it.” Gilda said.

“I’ll wire up our entertainment for the day while you do that,” CC agreed. “And then finagle it so that Chat can see it or challenge us.”

“I can help with the chat bit.” Twilight said, typing at her laptop.

Dash got up and went to the kitchen to help with breakfast.

Thirty minutes later, the game was set up, breakfast had been had by all, and the participants were holding controllers.

“Alright Chat, so this is going to be two separate things,” CC said to the nearest camera. “First, me and the girls here are going to just fight each other, see where we all stand comparatively. Couple rounds of that. Then, we’ll open up a lobby and those of you who think you can take us all on, form your own four-man teams and we’ll fight you.”

“So who’s taking who?” Gilda asked.

“I like Robin.” Twilight said.

“Lucario’s gimmick appeals to me,” CC spoke up next. “It’s a fine line to walk, but the more you beat up on him, the stronger he gets.”

“Ganon.” Gilda chuckled.

“Captain Falcon.” Rainbow smirked at Gilda.

“Fuck you.” Gilda glared at the pegasi.

“Oh dear,” CC chuckled. “Well, the two of you are gonna need to see who has the stronger punch.” He grabbed a controller and started setting it up. “Don’t forget to put a name over your head so the Chat isn’t confused who’s who.”

“Birb.” Gilda grunted.

“Me.” Dash said after Gilda put in her name.

“Nerd… I guess.” Twilight shrugged.

“And I’ll be Dork,” CC smirked. “Okay. And let’s...see how this goes.”

Gabs and Spike laid together, cuddled on their sizable bed. The pair had set up the laptop in front of the bed, with a cable linked up to the TV to show what they were watching.

What were they watching? Overlord.

The pair were binging Isekai anime, they were starting with Overlord, and were going to move on to The Devil is a Part-Timer after that for a change in genre.

Spike was in a white t-shirt and black sweat shorts, and was laying on his back. Gabs was just in a large t-shirt and was curled up against his side.

“So are we just going to do season one?” Spike asked.

“Well if you want to.” Gabs shrugged. “There’s three seasons.”

“We can start with the first one.” Spike nodded.

“For us it’ll pretty much just be watching anime, but for chat, they just want to see us cuddle.” Gabs giggled.

“Fucking degenerates.” Spike snorted. “Next they’ll want us to hold hands.”

“Oh how lewd.” Gabs gasped.

“Well… We could do something that’s actually lewd.” Spike smirked, sticking his tongue out at her.

She leaned up and kissed his nose. “Mmmmm, maybe later?” She asked. “The rain’s so relaxing and I just wanna spend time with you in a not sexy way. Does that make sense?”

The dragon smiled. “Sure. That’s perfectly fine.” He kissed her forehead while hugging her around her waist with an arm.

“Oh you’ve got to be fucking-” Dash snapped then glared at Gilda.

Gilda smirked at her.

“Again.” Dash shifted her glare to the TV.

“I kinda feel like we’re getting in the way of their fight.” Twilight commented.

There was a loud bang from the TV as Ganondorf proceeded to super-kick Captain Falcon off the stage.

“I’m faster! Why the fuck-” Dash grit her teeth.

“And I’m a walking wall of Gerudo Might, so….” Gilda commented.

“Hey G,” CC said with a smirk as Lucario snuck in from the side. “Don’t mind me, just gonna fire this off. Thanks for the damage earlier.”

The massive Aura Sphere attack was faster than it had any right to be.

“Motherfucker.” Gilda blinked as Ganondorf was shot off the stage. “So that’s why you let me beat you.”

“Mhm,” CC nodded. “Oh, hey Dash. I see you’re coming in for a landing. It’d be a shame if I were to force palm-”

The attack was a blue lance that took up a good few feet off the stage in the direction of Dash’s attempt to get back on after Gilda’s attack had failed to kill her properly.

“Aaaaaand” Twilight let go of B.

“Thoron!” Robin called out as a bolt of lightning shot across the stage and made the Lucario swiftly sail off the stage.

“Ah-ha!” CC said with a smirk. “Fool, you just made me stronger! Plus, you know, my third jump covers more distance the more damaged I am. Getting back isn’t the problem...It’s not falling in one of your traps that’ll be the trick.”

“Hey Babe.” Gilda said as Ganondorf fell towards the mystic dog.

A pair of boots smashed into the Lucario, dropping the pair to the bottom of the stage.

“Oh no, the murder-suicide.” Twilight said with a chuckle.

“Ah, see, I hadn’t used my second jump yet, so…” CC smirked evilly.

The Lucario jumped once. Then it jumped off of Ganon, footstooling him into the void, before he rocketed up towards the stage…

Aaaand overshot.

Only for a Falcon to grab the Lucario in a hug, then send an explosive knee into the dog.

“Whelp,” CC noted as his character flew off the side of the screen. “That’s one stock gone, as well as all my damage buffs.”

“Hi.” Flutters called out with a yawn, as she walked into the kitchen. “Having fun?”

“Yes.” Gilda replied.

“No.” Dash grumbled.

“Hey Dash, it’d be a shame if someone were to-” CC’s character respawned, dropped behind Falcon, and grabbed on. “Suplex you.”

“Oh come on!” Dash cried.

Flutters giggled as she made herself something for breakfast. “From what I could hear, Gabs and Spike are just watching stuff together?”

“Mmmmhmmm.” Twilight nodded.

“Well, hopefully this rain stops.” Flutters commented as she looked out the window.

“Y’know, we shoulda checked the local weather channel,” CC admitted.

Flutters fished her phone out of her pink robe. She tapped at it. “Weather reports says… Rain today and tomorrow, the rest of the week should be sunny.”

“Yay.” Twilight cheered quietly.

“Gives us plenty of time to do some proper bonding,” CC admitted. “Hey Twi, how good are you at blocking?”

“Huh?” Twilight blinked as Robin was summarily punted.

“Ha!” Gilda barked a laugh.

“And thank you for the delivery, we hope you enjoy flying Air Lucario!” CC smirked. Robin came right at Lucario, and CC delivered a brutal upwards smash attack to send the poor tactician flying.

“Awwww.” Twilight pouted.

“Surpri-” Dash’s surprise attack was cut off by a particularly large sword.

“Thing is Dash, I actually practice with Ganon.” Gilda smirked at the frowning pegasus.

“Yeah, so it’s likely to end up with me getting knocked about for about five minutes until I return all that pain with interest.” CC noted. Lucario started walking up slowly to Ganon until he was just out of attack range. “And if I know you...you’re pretty sure you can get a blow off on me.”

“I’ll show you a good blow.” As the griffon mimed a BJ.

“Oh, it’s too early for this.” Flutters groaned and headed back to her room with coffee and a plate of food.

CC waited, and sure enough, Gilda went for a huge punch. And he waited...and just as it was about to hit, he smirked.

“Hey Gilda,” he said. “Counter.”

“Like this?” Gilda asked, canceling her attack, and shielding at the right time, before punching Lucario in the face.

“Okay, okay, admittedly, shouldn’t have been smug there,” CC replied as he rolled with it. “Still, it’s good to learn things.”

“Dweeb, sweetie, I actually take time to practice when you go for your runs.” Gilda snickered.

“Heads up.” Dash called out as… she missed her Falcon Kick and shot herself off the stage.

“Fuck.” The pegasus grumbled.

“Oh, so Chat has a thing.” Twilight said, glancing at her laptop.

“Right, we had Chat up.” Gilda said.

“New round, new characters, but every time you’re the first one out of stocks you have to strip off a piece of clothing.” Twilight read off. “I’d rather not strip.”

“Then don’t die.” Dash commented.

“Funny.” Twilight deadpanned at the pegasus mare.

“Well who has the lowest stock?” Gilda asked.

“Player Three Defeated!” Yelled the announcer as Dash disappeared.

“There you go.” Twilight gestured.

“The dude might be too fast.” Dash grumbled.

“And I thought being fast at everything was good.” Gilda raised a brow at Dash.

“Oh ha ha, the speedy mare cums quickly.” Dash snorted rolling her eyes.

“Hey nothing wrong with that.” Twilight added. “I can just orgasm multiple times.”

“Well good for you.” Dash glared at the glasses wearing mare.

“Once the match is over, we can entertain the notion,” CC quipped. “At the moment, my main drawback is that in order to hit hard, I have to be hit hard, and that leaves me open to being punched right off. So...enjoy some sniping.” That being said, he started charging Aura Spheres and launching them from the other side of the screen.

“You’re no Samus.” Gilda said as she attempted to jump his spheres.

“And that’s what you get for being slow.” Twilight said as she lit the Gerudo Prince on fire. Lucario darted in and delivered a heavy uppercut to juggle Ganon into the air a little, before dodging back to avoid a predictable stomp.

“And you learn my tactics.” Gilda leaned in, tapping away at her controller.

Meanwhile, Twilight was running Robin around to avoid getting hit due to her high damage percent. And Lucario was sitting on the other end of the stage, with plenty of opportunities to avoid an incoming Ganon.

“So what does an angry Gerudo do when he’s got two rabbits running around him, annoying him with their attacks?” CC teased.

“Pin them down and fuck them senseless- Come ‘ere!” Gilda growled as the Lucario outran the Gerudo.

“Oh, sure, I’ll just let you catch me,” CC rolled his eyes. “Hey Twi, heads up, angry prince coming in your direction!”

“Aaaa Leech.” Twilight popped her Down B but miss-timed it unfortunately. The Gerudo Prince proceeded to slam a rather large sword into the tactician.

“Player Four Defeated.” The announcer called.

“Just you and me babe.” Gilda turned her attention to the dog.

Who had an Aura Sphere as big as him ready to fire already.

“Dodge this,” CC quipped, letting it fly.

“Fu-”

“Player Two Defeated.”

“Fuck you.” Gilda glared at CC. “And not gently.”

“And this is why Lucario’s gimmick works when you’re fighting big opponents,” CC smirked. “He gets back, he smacks back, and as long as he dodges more attacks, he hits harder, longer.”

“So, Chat recommends characters that you’re not familiar with.” Twilight read off.

“Gotcha.” Gilda nodded.

“Sooooo…. Hmmmm….” Dash hummed. “Bowser.”

“Dash being slow? Huh, learn something new every day.” Gilda commented. “Solid Snake.”

“Mario.” Twilight shrugged.

“Me, I’ll leave it up to the game,” CC noted, selecting Random. “Oh, idea. How about we make it so that we’re playing against Chat while doing their challenge? So if they want to see a particular person strip, they can gang up on them.”

“Great idea.” Dash chuckled.

“Please no…” Twilight squeaked.

“Don’t worry Twi, we’ll protect you,” CC started off with, eliciting a sigh of relief from the unicorn. “I’ll just throw Gilda on the frontlines instead.”

“Hey!” Said Griffon snapped.

“Like you wouldn’t turn your nakedness into a weapon to use against me,” CC noted.

“Oh we both know you just wanna see my tits.” Gilda smirked at him.

“I’m pretty sure all of Chat wants to see your tits too,” CC countered.

“I can’t help it if they like Amazon tits.” Gilda chuckled.

“I bet they are very nice.” Twilight nodded.

“They are pretty great.” Dash nodded.

Twilight giggled. “So everyone’s in agreement, kill the griffon.”

Gilda’s smile faded. “Oh fuck me.”

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“You have got to be- Would you- Motherfucker!” Dash snapped as a space dragon and an emo with a massive sword double-teamed her from both sides before a flaming kick sent Dash, the spiked turtle off the stage.

“I think Chat’s picked on who to make strip first.” Twilight commented, only missing her pants, as she looked at chat. “Mmmm, so the guy playing Captain Falcon says… Ramen Power.” She blinked. “I don’t get it.”

“Probably from the Min Min trailer.” Gilda shrugged, sitting there in a shirt and panties, everything else piled up next to her. “Okay Dash, lose something.”

“Fucking- perverted- They can suck my dick.” Dash grumbled as she stood up and tugged her shirt up and over her head. Dash… only had panties left.

Chat had not been kind.

CC however. Ignored. Untouched. He got quite a few free kills just by nailing people who were focusing on the girls.

“Huh.” Twilight glanced at the Chat log. (Chat seemed content to now beat on Gilda’s surprisingly fast Snake.) “Some of the ladies have an idea. They want to have the next game… and looks like the guys in chat are good with it.”

“Hey, a new team is fine,” CC commented. He’d been a few different characters, going with the ride-or-die Random. Sonic, Inkling, Link, and even Game and Watch. He was currently Fox, and was enjoying knocking people into the abyss before jetpacking up. “Kinda getting bored of just sniping characters off while getting used to whoever I happen to be.”

“No no no-”

“Player Two Defeated!”

“Okay then.” Gilda groaned as a giant monkey ran off the stage carrying Snake. Rolling her eyes, she got up and tugged her shirt off. She stared at the camera. “Happy now?”

“Yep.” Twilight giggled a bit.

The hen snorted and shook her head as she sat back down and folded her shirt, before setting in on her clothes.

Of course, two femmes around CC who were stripping out of their clothes, both of whom he’d screwed before, was having an effect on the stallion. Still, he focused on the game, knocking one of the viewers out with a well-placed stomp. “Silly monkey shouldn’t go deep,” he teased. “Just gives me more chances to put you down.”

“Player Eight Defeated!”

“That leaves…” Dash hummed, planting the turtles scaly ass onto to swordsman.

“Player Seven Defeated!”

“There you go.” Twilight glanced at chat, only for a space dragon to play one-person-ping-pong against a wall with an unfortunate plumber, before sending him to space. She blinked as her controller chimed. “Oh, shit. Kay.” She shrugged, letting down her hair and shifting a bit until her white panties came off. Said panties were set on the pants that were laying next to her.

“Left himself open.” Gilda said, punting the dragon into a pre-placed C4, only to ignite the explosive.

“Player Five Defeated!”

“That leaves Captain Falcon.” Gilda smirked.

“Mine!” Dash snorted, charging her turtle at the unfortunate Captain.

Unfortunately, she ended up right in the firing line of a Falcon Punch that was as obvious as her charge.

“Player Three Defeated!”

Dash blinked.

“Dash, why do you go balls deep with fucking everything?” Gilda raised a brow at the pegasus.

“Because fuck you.” Dash growled, standing and tugging her panties off, making sure to bend over for the camera, just so she could say she got something out of this.

The poor blue pegasus was now as nude as the day she was born. She flopped back into her chair with a sour look on her face.

“Well you made Chat happy at least.” Twilight said, reading through the responses. “Though there’s also a lot of complaints that you’re already taken, so they’re respectful of your relationship at least.”

There was a grumble of Cloudy proportions as the pegasus’ marefriend was busy brewing her own coffee in the kitchen. “And no pervy stuff beyond that!” she called out. “I’m not awake enough to enjoy it yet!”

“We both know you’re gonna turn into her seat and fondle her tits whether she wants you to or not.” Gilda called to the newcomer. The griffon was also teasing the last Chat member by juggling them in the air via rockets.

“Pfft, no, I wanna see the stud be her seat,” the mare in the kitchen countered. “I haven’t seen that yet, only heard rumors of what he’s packin’.”

CC blinked a few times before looking at Gilda. “Someone hasn’t seen us fucking?” he asked incredulously. He kept an eye on the game and when the last viewer seemed to be getting close to getting back on stage, a quick side-dash attack with Fox’s side-B knocked him all the way off the side.

“Game!”

“And that’s game!” Gilda raised her fists. “Nice job beating on the people who were distracted.” She leaned over and nuzzled CC’s cheek. “You know you’re gonna get it next round.” She teased.

“Maybe it’ll be a challenge then,” the stallion joked. He blinked a few times as Cloudy walked in from the kitchen and pulled up a chair...with a mug as big as one of Fluttershy’s tits in her hand, full of coffee.

“Uh, you got enough there?” the stallion questioned, looking from it to Cloudy’s face.

“No, your carafe is too small,” she riposted, taking a sip. “Also, your creamer sucks.”

“We can go shopping.” Twilight suggested. “Get more when…” She looked out the window. It was still raining heavily. “If it stops raining.”

“Oh, that?” Cloudy raised an eyebrow as she looked out the window. “Eh, give me the rest of the day, I’ll clear it up. Once I’m caffeinated.”

“I think the local weather team is working on it.” Dash commented, grabbing her phone to look at it. “Oooooh, it’s heavy because they missed a minor storm last week. That’d do it.”

“So, next game?” Gilda looked at the others. “Sure, gimme a sec.”

“So, we have to lock in our characters before we see what the other team is using.” Twilight said, looking at some of the rules she’d put down.

“Hey, I am locked in,” CC countered. “Random all the way! I’m passable with most, the only way to unbalance me is to give me a character as we go in, so I’m not thinking about the tactics I could use all the way into the fight.”

“MewTwo!” The announcer called out as CC hit Random.

“Interesting, the RNG seems friendly.” Twilight giggled. “I’ll take Pichu.”

“Cool. I’m Ryu.” Dash shrugged.

“Captain Falcon.” Gilda smirked at the now glaring Dash. “I can show you how you use him correctly. Dash, just think. Ganondorf, but faster.”

As everyone was locked in and the players were invited.

Instantly the four next character slots filled with-

“Solid Snake.” Gilda blinked. She looked at CC. “Sweetie I think they’re going after you.”

“Reflect, don’t fail me now,” CC quipped. “Gonna need to keep an eye on the ground, an eye on the air, and disable anyone who tries to go for the chokehold. I won’t even have time for ranged options.”

The stage was on Random already.

The clock ticked down.

“Three.”

Everyone tensed a little.

“Two.”

Dash leaned in.

“One.”

Gilda glanced at CC and smirked.

“Go!”

The stage was filled with explosions.

The rain drummed softly on the windows. The anime on TV was temporarily forgotten.

Gabs was atop Spike as she peppered his face with kisses. Her wings flapped softly as her talons gripped his shoulders.

Spike just let the barrage happen. He learned quickly that Gabs was very affectionate.

“You amazing.” ~kiss~ “You’re wonderful.” ~kiss~ “I want to do the lewdest of things to you.” She purred the last line into his ear, and giggled as she felt his response poke out of his shorts.

“And I have no idea how to respond to that.” Spike blinked. “Sorry.”

“Awww, I’m not overwhelming you, am I?” Gabs frowned a little in worry.

“A little, but in a good way. Kinda just shutting my brain off and letting whatever happens, happen.” He shrugged.

“Oh?” A smirk grew on the hens beak as she leaned back, now straddling his waist. “So… If I did this?” Her talons gripped the fabric of her shirt and tugged it slowly upward.

Spike’s eyes slowly widened. Gabs could feel his body getting hotter as she slowly raised the shirt. Said shirt got far enough and her bra-clad chest fell out from within the shirt’s confines.

The dragon’s eyes were now on a new prize. He audibly gulped. “Wh-what did I ever do to deserve you?” He asked.

“I dunno. Be yourself.” Gabs giggled as she finished pulling the shirt off and tossed to the foot of the bed.

The griffon hen was now in only her underwear. She then proceeded to slowly grind her hips over the rapidly growing bulge in his pants.

“Mmmmph.” Spike grunted as he chewed his bottom lip.

Gabs gave a soft, sultry chuckle as she rose a little and scooted back. “Mmmmm….” She seemed to be thinking. “Sit on the end of the bed.” She said as she got up and stood in front of the bed.

Spike couldn’t scramble fast enough as the hen unclipped her bra. In the scramble, the dragon had lost his shorts.

Spike was…. Unique among dragons. He might be skinnier, and shorter, and generally more pony-like. However all his dragoness seemed to go to one thing. Or should we say two.

Spike sported a pair of phalli. They weren’t massive compared to CC or Snow, but they were sleek and ridged for her pleasure. There was also a large, hot knot of flesh at the base of both.

The excited dragon sat on the foot of the bed as Gabs knelt and fondled her breasts in front of him. With a wink, she scooted forward and pressed the pair of warm dragon dicks between her breasts.

“Ooooooh fuck….” Spike groaned out as the hen slowly stroked the pair, occasionally kissing one of the two tips.

“Feel good?” Gabs asked softly.

“Yep. Probably not gonna last- mmph! That long.” Spike shuddered and bucked his hips a little.

“Don’t feel bad, and don’t hold back just for me.” Gabs giggled. “Let’s see if I-” She opened her beak and managed to get both tips. Once she did, her tongue started to swirl around each one.

“Ga- Gabs!” Spike grabbed onto her head, causing her to squeeze the pair of dragon phalli between her soft- feathery breasts. “Gabby!” He gasped out.

He beak managed to close around the tips enough that she could suck down the hot dragon seed as it spurted forth for her. She moaned around the dicks as she drank him.

Spent for the moment, the dragon flopped back onto the bed.

“Was that good Spikey?” Gabs asked as her tongue flicked around her beak to get any errant seed.

“Mmmmhmmm.” Spike managed a nod.

Gabs hopped back onto the bed and laid next to him. “Wanna return the favor?”

His head turned and he looked at her. “I’d love to.”

Everything was exploding.

It felt like playing whack-a-mole in Smash, and the Nest were the moles. Or specifically, CC was the mole.

“Why. Are there so many missiles!?” Dash cried out, standing up and madly pressing the jump button.

“Just be glad they’re not focused on you!” CC snapped back. Oh, he could dodge the missiles. Either by using Reflect to send them out of control, or teleporting out of the way.

The issue was, if the missiles were Reflected, then that Snake could immediately summon another one. And if he teleported, they just waited for him to reappear and sent more missiles at him.

He’d kept ahold of two of his stocks, and the girls had managed to get the collective Snakes mostly dead. The problem was, mostly dead wasn’t good enough. They each had one stock left, and in one case, they had two. And while they weren’t focusing on the girls, they had enough sense to not leave themselves entirely open if one of the others were closing in.

As a result, CC had stripped off his socks, shirt, and shoes. Mostly because he didn’t want to lose the pants just yet. Despite the team of Snake’s best efforts.

“There’s a lot of comments just saying run.” Twilight said as her tiny electric mouse Volt Tackled one of the Snakes.

“Not surprising, good thing they’re switching to melee.” Gilda commented, kicking another Snake then sending him off with a flaming knee.

“Player Five Defeated!”

“One down!” Gilda cheered.

“Not good enough!” Dash yelped as she managed to land on what seemed like a pile of C4.

Ryu was unfortunately shot into orbit.

“Thanks for taking one for the team, Dash,” CC grunted as he managed to spot-dodge the start of a brutal combo. He then disabled the Snake going for it and did a quick smash attack to get some breathing room. “Okay. I’m like half dead, and we’ve got one snake with two lives left and the other two can die at any time. Divvy them up and it becomes a rout.”

A Thunder blasted one of the one-lifed Snakes.

The second one-life managed to get sandwiched between a Falcon Punch and a Sho-Ryuken.

“Player Eight Defeated!”

“Take out that Snake, we can focus the one with two lives after!” Twilight snapped as her tiny mouse started a combo on the last one-lifed Snake.

“I would if he wasn’t chasing my ass in an attempt to get a chokehold!” CC snapped back. He got an idea and smirked. He let the two-lifed Snake come closer for a moment, and just as he went for the grab…

CC teleported behind him and blasted him with a fast smash attack.

“And that is why we aim teleports on the ground!” he whooped.

A Smash Ball appeared.

The two-lifed Snake made for it, but was knee’d by Captain Falcon. The second Snake jumped for it, but was sniped out of the air by Pichu.

A human fist slammed into it, and Ryu became engulfed in multi-colored flames.

“Fuck Yes!” Dash cheered. “And Fuck You!”

“HADOKEN!” Ryu roared as the bright blue beam shot across the stage.

“Player Seven Defeated!”

The last Snake had one life left. And he was on his own.

“Okay, so...breathing room,” CC finally took a deep breath. “Okay. I don’t see any C4 on the stage. And he’s not pulling out a missile- wait. Why is he pulling out a remote?”

Unfortunately enough, there was C4 on the stage. The last Snake had managed to place it on Mewtwo.

The psychic cat lost a stock flying off the top of the screen.

Which led to Snake getting gang-banged by a mouse, a kung-fu master, and a Captain.

“Game!”

“Woo!” Gilda cheered! “Sorry about the C4.” She nuzzled CC.

“Nah, it’s fine. I just got mostly stripped by our femme viewers,” CC joked back. He stood up and unzipped his pants, before slipping them off and letting the camera see his erection, constrained only by his boxers, lying against his thigh. The fabric was no help in hiding his length.

“And that’s all mine.” Gilda nodded with a smug smirk. “Well, I can share.”

“And Chat can tell you how much he doesn’t fit.” Dash nodded.

Twilight just stared with a dark blush on her cheeks.

“Yeah, being around so many sexy femmes with little to no clothes on is not helping this go down,” CC admitted.

“Cloudy? You good?” Dash called out to her marefriend, whose jaw was on the floor.

Cloudy blinked a few times, closed her mouth, and then turned to look at Dash. “You took that?” she asked incredulously. “How? I’m pretty sure you’re still alive.”

“Yeah... He couldn’t fit all the way without a little magical pill aid.” Dash said with a small blush.

“And he still just barely fits in me now.” Gilda added.

“And I thought Hung like a horse was just supposed to be a metaphor.” Twilight mumbled out.

“Yeah, I don’t exactly do sports, and I have no real...measurement for this sort of thing,” the stallion admitted. “But if Gilda can barely take me, then I’m glad we ended up together, and not some more easily breakable mare trying to take this.”

“Want a better look there, Cloudy?” Gilda rubbed the massive horse cock through CC’s boxers.

“That’s very tempting, birdbrain,” Cloudy riposted. Then she blinked. “Wait. You’re playing for stakes, right?” She had a devilish smirk on now. What was she planning?

“Playing what now?” Gilda blinked, her talons lightly squeezing the thick stallion meat.

“Well, how about you have your viewers choose where that rod goes into?” Cloudy’s smirk grew. “If they can beat y’all at this game. All of you. From anyone here who’s up for it.”

“Oh, I’m down.” Dash grinned.

Gilda appeared to think. “You know, that sounds like fun.”

“Mhm,” Cloudy knocked back the rest of her coffee. “Sign me up as a potential fuckee, if they win.”

Twilight shrank into the couch. “I-I’ll just watch.”

“Hey, nopony’s forcin’ ya,” Cloudy shrugged. “So, let’s play for the next sex scene. If they can earn it.”

020 - The long awaited beach day

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“Finally, things aren’t wet anymore.” Twi said as she stretched under her umbrella.

The rain had finally stopped. Which was a joy, as fucking could only entertain for so long, same with gaming. The cabin fever had been real.

Twi laid on a blanket, wearing a large, loose tee shirt and some blue panties. She hadn’t planned on getting in the water.

She stretched before sitting up and looking for everyone else.

Flutters and Snow were building a surprisingly complex sand castle. CC was glaring at any stallion that laid eyes on Gilda. (Which was rather ironic, considering…) Gilda for her part, was sunning herself, a pair of sunglasses perched on her beak. Dash was over at the bar chatting up more than a few guys and gals of various species. No doubt crowing about the raunchy exploits.

“No, you would be shocked. Fuckin- Gabs fuckin took both dragon cocks in one hole.” Dash said, gulping down another glass.

“Bullshit!” Yelled a mare.

“Guys, I’m feeling inadequate, help.” Said a rather swole stallion.

“You’ll find a girl, or guy, whatever you're into.” Said a dragon, clapping the stallion on the shoulder.

“The only one who hasn’t gotten her brains railed out yet is Twilight… Wait, Flutters and Snow haven’t banged yet… I think…” Dash looked lost in thought. “Twi’s this kinda ‘always the quiet ones’ unicorn nerd. Haven’t asked her to do much magic in terms of sexy things yet.”

“Yet.” Said a unicorn mare who was draping herself over a fem dragon, said dragon didn’t seem to have an issue with it.

“Wait- fuck- guys. Help.” Dash seemed to be struggling with words. “So, what weird shit could Twi make for us?”

“Pocket pussy.” The unicorn mare said immediately.

“Ex-fucking-scuse you?” A stallion leaning against the bar stared at the mare. That, in fact, had gotten quite a bit of attention.

The unicorn mare; who was a sleek, black furred, dark blue maned, bombshell with yellow-slit eyes (clearly with Thestral ancestry) pushed herself away from the dragon she’d been hanging on. “So, portal magic. Only small. One end connected to a fleshlight, the other gets linked to mare, dragoness, changeling, whatever fems bits.”

“So you could basically fuck a gal… anywhere?” Dash blinked at her.

“Yup. The surprise could be the best part.” The mare said. “I actually know the spellwork sooooo…”

“Wanna meet Twi?” Dash asked.

The mare smiled at the, probably drunk, Dash. “Sure.”

“Twwiiiiiii.”

Twi sighed and looked up from her book.

Dash was hanging off a pair.

There was a black unicorn and a giant of a zebra.

“This is…” Dash gestured at the unicorn.

“She’s had a few too many.” The mare spoke up. “I’m Night Spark. I hear you like spellwork.”

“I dooo…” Twi said slowly. “And who’s this…?” She gestured to the zebra, who looked a little awkward next to the drooping Dash.

“Hey… Hey. We found you a stallionfriend… boyfriend… guy. We got you a guy. He can fuck your brains out with the… magic pocket pussy.” Dash slurred, only for the pair to lay her onto the blanket next to Twi’s.

‘I’m sorry.’ The zebra mouthed.

Twi blinked at the two. “Mind filling me in.”

Night gestured at the zebra to answer first.

“I’m Zevhan,” he introduced himself. “I was just at the bar when your friend here started going on about the…escapades that your friends tended to have on a regular basis. Apparently that was enough to get me dragged into a discussion.”

“Dash saw a zebra and assumed… hung.” Night gestured at Zev’s swim trunks.

“Dash…” Twi groaned. “And what’s this… pocket pussy?” She glanced towards Night.

“Portal magic for intimate purposes.” Night explained.

Twi blinked. “Go on…”

“And all we’ll need is to find a fleshlight that can accommodate his… girth.”

Gilda and CC paused as they saw Twi and a unicorn mare in deep discussion, as well as a zebra with his… sizeable… cock out. He looked somewhere between embarrassed and aroused.

“Hey.” Twi gave them a ‘hi’ before going back to her clearly deep conversation. “And can you only link it up to one partner or can you do multiple.”

“Well in theory, absolutely, spellwork might get a bit more complex…” The mare said with a hum.

“Gilda.” Twi said looking up at the pair. “Oh, this is Zev and Night.” She said, gesturing to each one as she said their names. “Actually CC. Did you bring a fleshlight?”

“Gilda made me bring a few,” he said ruefully. “Just in case she got worn out from too much of us fucking and I needed to nut still.”

“Great.” Twi said, seemingly doing some mental math. “Gilda, how do you feel about magic affecting your pussy?”

“What… kind?” Gilda blinked at her.

“Sexy portal magic.” Night said.

Gilda was nude in the living room. The cam had been set and the stream was on.

“Okay, so, Twi made some friends.” Gilda said, lounging spreadeagled on the couch next to CC.

“It’s almost ready.” Came Twi’s call from somewhere else in the house.

“What’s the plan? You didn’t need to donate ten dollars just to ask a question!” Flutters said, a little exasperated from her seat by the TV.

“Magic!” Announced Twi as she came in holding a sizeable fleshlight. She handed the toy to CC and knelt in front of Gilda. Twi’s horn lit.

“So wha- AH!” Gilda gasped out and immediately started squirming. “Fuck! Fuck me!” She cried out as more purple magic held Gilda’s legs open.

“Sorry! Sorry! I’m just mapping out your nerve endings!” Twi apologized in a panic.

“Keep it up, she’ll want to trade me in for a model with a horn,” CC joked.

“Okay.” Twi’s magic still held as she got out of the way of the cam. There was a faint purple glow that faded from Gilda’s pussy, but the magic still held her thighs and knees open.

Gilda panted. “I.. can keep ‘em open myself.”

“It’s for the viewers.” Twi said with a shrug. “Okay. Try your new toy.” She gestured at CC.

The end of the fleshlight had taken on a familiar look. Instead of a generic flesh colored opening, it resembled that of the catbird on the couch. CC brought the open end to his mouth and licked along it, from base to the inflamed clit.

Gilda’s pussy molded to match the motions of his tongue. Gilda’s breath hitched. “F-fuck.”

He gave it a few more licks before pulling away. “I’d say that works,” he said with a smile, before getting up and walking off camera. “Let’s make it more enticing by not showing the viewers what I’m doing,” he suggested.

“Fuck you.” Flutters said. “That was a redeem, not me.” She quickly added.

“This is gonna… be a thing.” Gilda said, shuddering a bit.

It didn’t take long for her lips to bulge obscenely as CC brought his new toy to his length and started using it on her.

Her pussy… opened. She groaned as her pussy lips spread and her pussy slowly opened in time with CC’s movements. “Magic is…” CC hilted. “Fuck…”

The motions came faster now, now that CC was more used to how it worked. Plus, he didn’t have to worry about moving Gilda or holding her still. Just the toy, which he used like the toy it was, even if it was connected to Gilda’s actual pussy.

“Gonna- spoil- CC-” Gilda grunted out as she bucked her hips in time with his thrusts. Her ‘empty’ pussy leaked and dripped all over the couch.

“I could get used to this toy,” CC called from off camera. “Twi, how long will the spell last?”

“The toy needs about an hour to recharge after an hour of use. So, the longer you use it, the longer it’ll take to charge.” Night replied instead, draping herself over a blushing Twi.

“Huh,” CC mused as he picked up the pace a little more. “Think you could put something like a charge meter on it?”

“S-Sure. When you’re done with it.” Twi said, leaning against Night.

CC used one hand to move the toy around while the other came to the front of the thing and flicked the griffon’s clit in time with his thrusts.

“Ah- Gah-” Gilda’s pussy contracted and the couch got splattered with griffon lust. Her hands balled into fists as she slouched further into the couch.

CC used the toy for a little longer before he held it as far down as it could go on him, letting loose with his own release deep inside Gilda.

And cum started to gush out of the griffon’s pussy, spurting onto the couch as she cried out in a second orgasm.

CC took the toy off his length after a minute or two, finally done filling up the catbird and letting the thing rest on the nightstand next to him.

“How was it?” Night asked as Twi squirmed under her.

“I can see me using it quite a bit,” CC said with a smirk. “Like if she’s out in public and I’m at home~”

“Don’t… you dare.” Gilda groaned, tiredly pointing at the pegasus off cam.

“Why not?” CC said with a smile that was far too innocent. “I thought that was the whole point.”

“What, like Gilda’s out getting groceries and you just rail her while she’s in the freezer section?” Dash said with a laugh.

“Exactly,” CC said with a wider grin. “It makes all sorts of things possible.”

“There a spell for turnabout?” Gilda asked, scooting back to sit on the messy couch.

“Like something to magic a dildo with his cock so you can do the same to him?” Night asked, raising a brow. “Well, in theory, should work the same.”

“Let’s see how we get along with this one before we jump to doing drastic measures,” CC advised, though he was still grinning.

“Flutters grab a dildo!” Gilda pointed at the mare, who was already getting up.

Night pushed off Twi and helped Twi to her feet. “Looks like we got more spellwork.”

Gilda frowned at the selection of baked goods. “Could’ve gone to one of the natural goods places, but noooo I had to pick somewhere close.”

She sighed, hefting her sparsely laden basket. She wanted to grab some stuff for CC since there was a bug going around. Twi had even gotten it from CC, luckily Snow knew what to grab to take care of them. She was just getting some comfort foods.

She made it to the freezer section, just to see if there was anything easy, when she felt something rub against her pussy lips.

“Motherfucker…” She breathed, only for her knees to get weak, as her pussy got invaded by CC’s cock. She bit back a groan, and half-staggered towards the back, where she’d seen a restroom.

He started thrusting as she pushed the door in and locked it. She collapsed into the stall and shut the door, locking it to be safe, only to yank her pants down and roughly rub her clit as CC fucked her remotely.

Apparently he was in the mood for more than comfort food. He kept the thrusting slow and methodical, just making long and slow strokes inside of her. His length somehow fit entirely in the toy, which meant it fit entirely inside of her without trouble.

“Bein’ sick certainly hasn’t killed- mmmph- your drive.” Gilda tugged her shirt up to squeeze at a breast while she rubbed her clit, just letting him fuck her to his hearts content. She squirmed a bit, before moving over to the toilet, she didn’t want to make a mess for whatever janitor came in to clean later.

It felt like half an hour that the stallion was fucking her remotely, just making those same long, slow strokes inside of her, before he finally started to pick up speed.

“‘bout time.” She groaned, pinching and rolling her clit in her talons as she felt him swell, he was about to-

From about a mile away, CC pumped his seed into his broodhen, the cum splashing as deep as it could go before it fell out of her.

Which got dumped into the toilet as she squirmed and hissed, cumming with her far off bf. The cock was slowly withdrawn from the toy, and her clit tweaked remotely by a familiar pair of fingers, before things returned to normal.

“Finally.” She said, cleaning herself up a bit and flushing the toilet.

She left the bathroom and a mare was just lifting a hand to knock.

Gilda grunted. “Sorry. Something fucked up my guts.”

Twi sniffled as Night was taking care of her. She’d gotten surprisingly close to the mare over the past few days. Not that she minded.

“Sooo, Zev and I have been workin’ on something for ya.” Night said as the mare shuddered under the sheets.

“Like… what?” Twi glanced at the mare.

“You wearin’ panties?”

Twi blushed furiously, yet tugged the sheets down to reveal that she was indeed only wearing a baggy shirt.

“Good girl.” Night hummed silkily, making the other unicorn shiver.

Night leaned against her as Twi sat up against the headboard. She met the other mare’s eyes. “Are you okay with… whatever we’re gonna do?”

Twi nodded. “Mmhmm. Y-yeah…”

Night’s fingers trailed down Twi’s shirt, getting a squirm and a whine out of the mare. Night’s horn lit a faint yellow as her fingers traced Twi’s pink lower lips.

Twi sighed, biting her lips as she felt Night’s magic slowly invade her nether regions. Night’s free hand tapped at her phone, only to raise it up and take a selfie of the pair.

“H-hey! I-I wasn’t r-ready.” Twi complained, squirming at the attentions, and the embarrassment of the surprise pic.

“But you’re cuter like this.” Night smiled, pecking Twi on the cheek, getting a brighter blush on the violet mare’s cheeks.

There was a gasp and a groan as Night’s magic wormed into her depths.

“Gilda was a lot louder.” Night said with a small giggle.

“Gilda’s more sensitive…” Twi mumbled a bit.

Night’s magic faded, leaving only a faint tingling in the violet mare’s nethers.

“You ready?” Night asked.

“Mmmhmmm.” Twi nodded as Night crawled into bed next to her.

“Shirt stays on.” Night said, worming an arm under and around Twi, to gently fondle one of Twi’s breasts. Twi squirmed as Night snapped another pic of the two of them.

“And, sent.” Night said. “Might feel a bit weird the first time.”

“You talk like I’m not a closet nympho…” Twi mumbled.

Then she felt a wide, broad head nudging at her lower lips.

“He is pretty big.” Night said, gently rubbing a middle finger around Twi’s clit.

Twi hummed a soft whine. “It’ll be okay. I can take it.”

“Good girl.” Night whispered into Twi’s ear, getting a shudder.

The large, zebra cock slowly eased itself into her, the whole thing fitting via a small magical miracle. Apparently they’d gotten him a toy he could actually sink himself fully into, so it translated through the portal spell. She knew she probably wouldn’t be able to take him in person.

“Mmmuuugh….” Twi groaned out as her pussy slowly stretched around the shaft.

“How’s it feel?” Night asked, squeezing at Twi’s breast.

“Good…” Twi groaned softly, just relaxing into Night’s body.

“Just let us take care of you.” Night said with a small hum, kissing Twi’s cheek again. “Want him to go slow or fast?” She asked, removing her hand from Twi’s clit to grab her phone.

“Slow.” Twi breathed, hearing Night type at her phone.

“Gentle or rough?” Night asked.

“F-first time… g-gentle.” Twi nodded slowly, closing her eyes as she sighed softly.

“Good.” Night said, finishing her typing before, setting the phone down and returning her finger to massaging the other mare’s clit.

“You both didn’t have to… do anything for me.” Twi groaned softly.

“Too bad.” Night said, smiling at Twi’s small squirms.

She could feel Zev hilt in her, before slowly drawing back and keeping only the head of his cock barely inside of her. And then he pushed just as slowly back into her, not treating the toy or her roughly at all.

“How are you doing?” Night asked, gently massaging the other mare.

“Great. Wonderful.” Twi said with a sigh.

“You mind if I bang Zev?” Night added.

“Not at all.” Twi shook her head. She opened an eye and looked at Night. “You can take him?”

“Won’t find out until I try.” Night giggled softly.

“Can I watch?” Twi asked innocently.

“Of course you can.” Night kissed her cheek again. “You’re too damned cute.”

“MmmnoI’mnot.” Twi mumbled as her face returned to pink. “He… um… nearby?”

“He’s at his place, buuuut, I did modify a dildo...” Night said. “But, I can use it another time.

“Night.” Twi looked at Night. “Strip.”

Night blinked. “Yes, ma’am.” She giggled.

Night got off the bed and undid her pants before dropping them. She tugged her shirt up and off. Both her panties and bra were black, almost blending into her fur. Twi felt a little pang of jealousy as the size of Nights breasts, but that quickly went away when the bra came off and they bounced free.

“Like what you see?” Night winked at Twi.

“Mmmhmmm.” Twi nodded quickly. Her hand fumbled around and she grabbed Night’s phone.

“Naughty girl.” Night said as she stripped her panties off. She stepped out of her clothes and pushed them into a pile, before groping a breast in one hand and spreading her lips with another. Twi bit her lip as she snapped the pic and sent it to Zev.

Night got into bed as Twi ‘eeped’.

“What?” Night asked, raising a brow.

“That… That got a response.” Twi mumbled a bit as a bulge popped out of her stomach.

“You know, I think he likes seeing naked mares being dirty.” Night chuckled.

“I’d be confused if he didn’t th-this far in.” Twi giggled softly.

Night bent over the bedside and scrounged around in her bag, giving Twi quite the view.

“Y-you two are gonna spoil me…” Twi mumbled.

“A mare as cute as you?” Night asked as she got back onto the bed proper, holding a thick-looking horsecock dildo. “Absolutely.”

Twi ogled the dildo as she felt Zev go a little faster.

“I know, but I’ll be fine.” Night said, giving the tip a kiss. That made the whole thing flex in her grip. Apparently it was just as alive as his actual cock.

Twi took a pic of Night and the dildo. “Mmmm, how should she use it?” Twi typed out, before sending the message.

The reply wasn’t long in coming. Have her shove it up her puss, I’ll cum in both of you at the same time that way when I do.

Twi blushed. “In your pussy.” She said to Night who rolled her eyes.

Night set the dildo up onto the bed, only to slowly press her lips to the tip. She bit her lip and stared lustfully at Twi as she slowly sank down onto the pseudocock.

“You’re… ummm… hot.” Twi said stupidly as she snapped another picture and sent it to Zev.

Night started to slowly bounce on the cock, humming and moaning as she felt the cock throb and flex inside her. And Twi felt Zev respond by speeding up a little more, going a little faster with his thrusts inside of her. The bulge in her stomach nearly rippled in and out of her when he thrust all the way in and out.

Twi typed at Night’s phone. Harder. Faster. Please.

Night moved, bending over and getting onto a hand and knees, holding the dildo inside her with a hand. She crawled over and onto Twi.

Twi breathed only for Night to kiss her. Twi dropped Night’s phone and groped the mare’s breasts, squeezing and getting a lusty “Mmmph!’ out of Night.

Night clumsily tugged the dildo in and out as she explored the mare’s mouth.

Twi could feel Zev start to treat the toy more like a toy, slamming it up and down his length and spreading her depths with every thrust. One of his fingers was apparently teasing her clit, rubbing it on every thrust into her as he fucked her silly.

“Mmmph- Agh!” Twi broke the kiss and cried out, squirming under Night. Night shifted to straddle Twi, the dildo pressing into the mare’s waist. Night started to roughly bounce on the dildo, matching the roughness of Zev. She grabbed Twi’s hands, making her squeeze her breasts, which Twi gladly did.

Twi was fully lost in the hot, overwhelming, portal threesome.

“Gonna need to change the sheets-” Night grunted out, a bulge rippling in her stomach.

“Fuck the sheets!” Twi cried out as her orgasm crashed into her. It only took a moment for her to realize the head of the cock inside of her was flaring wider, holding itself as deep as it could get. It wouldn’t be long before-

Zebra cum gushed deep inside of her as Zev filled her on the other end of the portal. Something that Night shared in as the dildo inside of her replicated him cumming inside of her as well.

“Oh Go-” Night’s cry melted into a wordless scream as her stomach swelled a bit. Cum squirted out of her pussy around the dildo joining the cum spurting out of Twi’s pussy. Both mares writhed in their orgasms. Night dropping onto Twi to catch her lips.

“Good girl. That’s such a good girl.” Night moaned into Twi’s ear, causing the other mare to just melt into the bed.

Night weakly tugged the dildo out of her, letting it flop onto the bed. At the same time Twi felt Zev pull out of the toy.

“Never gonna use a regular dildo again.” Twi mumbled a groan.

“Not if I have anything to say about it.” Night added, kissing her cheek.

Spike and Gabs mounted the final stair to the living room. Both blinked at the scene. CC lay next to Gilda and was violently fucking a fleshlight. Gilda was groping and squeezing her breasts as her pussy was magically getting railed.

Gabs elbowed Spike. “See, I told you the date could’ve waited.”

021 - Dateus interruptus

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“You really went all out.” Gilda commented as she stared across the candle-lit dinner table.

“Well, it’s you, of course I would,” CC admitted with a chuckle. “Looked up a few recipes I thought you’d like, and made them with stuff from the store. Tell me what you think of them.”

“You’d think that griffons wouldn’t like chicken.” The hen commented as she reached out and grabbed a drumstick. “But you’d be wrong.” She chomped on a hunk of it. She swallowed and pointed at him with the chicken leg. “Not bad. And how’d you convince everyone to not interrupt?”

“Twi’s off helping Spike and Gabby with something similar as to what we had the other day,” CC brushed off the three of them with a wave. “Twi said something about it being interesting, trying to get it to work on Spike’s magic resistant scales. Fluttershy and Snowflake are out on the town having a similar date at a nice pasta house.”

Gilda went to take another bite, then paused. “And what’s Dash doing?”

Dash, at that very moment, was staring at the ‘Magic Portal Dildo.’ She frowned, crossing her arms over her tanktop. “I really shouldn’t…”

“I couldn’t find her, I assumed Cloudy took her out on a date, since I couldn’t find her either,” CC replied, taking a bite of his chef’s salad. He was still a pony at heart. Plus, you could put everything in a chef’s salad.

“I don’t remember seeing her leave…” Gilda gave a side look at the front door.

Dash reached out and poked the tip with a finger.

“Meep,” CC chuckled a little. “I guess Twi is using my model for reference now,” he explained to Gilda.

“Huh?” Gilda blinked. “Oh, Twi’s amazing science project.” She rolled her eyes. “You doing okay there?”

Dash leaned in and licked the flare.

“Yeah, she’s just…gonna make me hard for the rest of our candlelit dinner,” CC joked, squirming in his seat.

“We could skip the dinner.” Gilda commented, finishing off a drumstick before grabbing another.

“Nah, the whole point was to have some time when we weren’t fucking each other’s brains out before your Heat arrived,” CC pointed out.

“We wouldn’t necessarily have to fuck, but you have a point.” Gilda nodded, taking a bite out of the drumstick. “You going to be okay?”

“I’ll probably be backed up as all hell when we get to the bedroom, but I’m sure you won’t complain,” CC said a little cheekily.

“Okay… I can do this.” Dash took a few breathes before opening her mouth and slowly taking the flare into it.

CC’s squirms took on a new level as he kept getting stimulated. Twi must really need some in depth measurements.

Gilda raised a brow. “You sure you’re gonna be okay?”

“I might bend you over and fuck you on the table when it’s clear, but I can wait until we’re done eating,” CC muttered.

“Not opposed to that.” Gilda shrugged, finishing her second drumstick.

Dash got to the medial ring, gagged, and quickly tugged herself off and started coughing. “Motherfucker!” She swore raspilly.

“That’s it, when we’re done eating, we’re fucking here,” CC swore. “I’m plenty worked up as it is.”

“How much you got left?” Gilda asked with a chuckle. “I’m not feeling that hungry anymore…”

CC got up and started clearing the things off the table. “The sooner we get things like the candles off, the sooner we can try this out,” he promised, his tail swishing behind him at the thought. Fuck the dinner, he needed to get this horny out of him now.

Dash tugged her shorts down and off, making sure to take her panties with them. She stepped out of them and made sure the dildo was stuck to the chair properly. She bit her lip as she stepped up to the chair and gently brushed her lips against the flare.

CC and Gilda had stripped the table and themselves of anything that would obscure their fucking, and CC laid the griffon on the table on her back like a feast. He chuckled at the thought, before his long, hard cock began making an entrance into her, his hands holding her hips.

“Well? Go on.” Gilda purred.

Dash hissed as she sank down onto the dildo. She felt it stretch her as she sank. She grunted as she propped her hands on the arms of the chair, and shifted her legs so she could just squat on the toy. And squat she did as she sank to his medial ring.

Not that CC noticed. It was hard to feel yourself stretching two pussies as compared to one. It was a dual sensation he hadn’t quite gotten used to yet. At the moment, he was just enjoying fucking Gilda hard enough that the table creaked and wobbled a little with his hip thrusting.

Her talons gripped his wrists and her legs wrapped around his waist. Her breasts bounced with every thrust. “Atta boy!”

Dash gasped as her hands dug into the arms of the chair. She could barely stay on her hooftips as her pussy was rocked by the pseudopenis. “Aaaaaggghhhh…..” She groaned out loudly. Perhaps… too loudly.

Once again, the couple downstairs were making a bit too much noise to hear anyone else. CC snorted, his nostrils flaring as he leaned in to stare Gilda in the eyes. “How long until your Heat?” he teased, one of his hands going to one of her tits and giving it a squeeze.

“You really wanna know?” Gilda smirked back at him.

“We’ve talked about you getting fat with eggs,” he reminded her, his thumb flicking her nipple. “I just wanna know when to pump you full of cum so as to get as many as possible.”

“Weeeelllll…. Surprise…” She winked at him.

CC blinked before smiling back at her, and his fucking seemed to ratchet up several notches, now making the table groan in protest. “When this thing breaks,” he said, not if, but when, “Then we go up to our bedroom and try to do the same to the bed~ All without us stopping the fucking on the way there~”

“Poor Twilight… or.. Whoever’s using you… Or you’re using them?” She gasped out with each thrust.

Dash toppled off the chair, onto her hands and knees. She cried out as she felt the dildo work itself in and out of her. Her hands scrambled for something to hold on to as her back arched, but tile wasn’t offering great purchase. Her legs splayed out behind her as she rocketed towards her orgasm.

It didn’t take long for CC to grunt and hold his cock as deep inside Gilda as it could safely go, the head pushed against her cervix as he started to unload, bloating her stomach with his cum as it just kept cumming. He was dimly aware of his dildo-link pumping another load out, but he dismissed it as unimportant compared to getting his hen fat with his eggs.

“Fuck! Fuck!” Dash cried out as her stomach swelled. Thankfully he didn’t fill her completely, as the excess cum spurted out around the dildo still railing her.

CC just about heard the table creak, and he helped Gilda wrap her upper body around him while not letting go of his cock, supporting her ass with his hands just in the nick of time. The two conjoined lovers watched the table collapse, before CC turned to Gilda and smirked.

“Bedroom for the rest?” he suggested, giving her a slight bounce with his hands and stirring his cock inside of her.

“Yes please.” Gilda grinned at him. “Gonna get another in me on the way?”

“Probably going up the stairs,” CC taunted, not letting go of her. Every step was a thrust in and out in one motion as they headed for their bedroom for a night of non-stop egg-making.

True to his word, as they went up the steps, his cock jammed deeper into her with every step ascended, and when they reached the top, he pumped another load into his hen.

Dash writhed on her back, vigorously rubbing her clit and squeezing a breast as she moaned like a whore. More seed drooled out of her lips as her legs shook violently.

CC finally got to the bedroom and laid Gilda down on it, taking up position at the end by gripping her hips, her legs wrapped around him still. “Time to get on the egg making,” he said in a sing-song voice before he started hammering in and out of her with reckless abandon.

Gilda sang out in ecstasy, throwing her head back.

Dash held up her backside off the ground as she bucked her hips wildly. She rubbed and pinched at her clit. She spread her pussy lips wide open and screamed as pussy juice squirted out in an arc.

CC was a relentless, hen-fucking machine. It was clear all their previous sessions had simply been practice for when Gilda was in Heat, because he now had the endurance to match her and fuck her stupid without needing to pause. Every time he came, he held himself as deep as possible to raise the chances of her getting eggs. Every time she came, he simply fucked her through her orgasm.

They’d talked about this for a while. They both wanted to see her get round from this.

Dash held the dildo as it thrust over and over. She was so very very hot.

If she could think, she'd have remembered what time it was…

It wasn’t until the middle of the night when CC saw Gilda pass out in pure bliss, so he slowed and came one last time inside of her - more of a dribble than anything else - before pulling out and laying on top of his hen, cuddling her and moving so they were both laying on the bed, looking at one another.

“Mmm…and tomorrow we do it all again,” he whispered, stroking the feathers of her face softly.

Dash panted, laying in a mixture of fluids. She was thankful that she was in the bathroom. Her body ached, but not in a bad way.

She tugged the dildo out of herself. “That… is dangerous.” She said with a chuckle, before blinking at the fluids dripping off it. “Oh… Fuck.”

Gilda stretched as she sat at the island separating the kitchen and dining room. “I feel like I should be more sore.” She said as she watched CC cook breakfast.

“All the fucking was good practice up until now,” he said with a cheeky chuckle. “But if you’re not sore by the time your Heat is over, then I’ve failed you as a mate,” he pointed out.

There were a few staggering hoofsteps then Dash, leaning against the wall for support, half-collapsed against the counter. She grunted in mild pain as her ass hit the chair.

“What happened to you?” Gilda blinked at her.

“Don’ wanna talk ‘bout it.” Dash groaned, her head flopping onto her arms.

“Here, you can have some of what we’re having,” CC offered, pulling up another plate and putting some hash browns and eggs on it. “Lots of protein and fluids,” he suggested, also pouring her a glass of orange juice.

“I don’t need… any more fluids.” Dash groaned.

“If you’ve got a headache from dehydration, you do,” CC pointed out flatly. “Gilda and I are going to be drinking and eating plenty and then you probably won’t see us for - Gilda, how long do Griffon Heats last?” he asked, turning to the hen.

“Couple weeks. We’ll need to head back home before it’s over. So one road trip as a break.” She chuckled, starting on her hashbrowns.

“Alternatively, we have those portal devices now,” CC pointed out. “Stick your pussy portal on my dick, and you can be in the back fucking yourself with my dildo portal device on the way back. We’ll probably get a car all to ourselves.”

“But, one of us has to focus on driving.” Gilda pointed out.

“And they need to be charged.” Dash added from her head pillow.

“I didn’t say it was a perfect solution,” CC pointed out. “For the first bit, I would just be wearing the one belonging to you, I wouldn’t actually be using it except to make sure my pants didn’t end up sticky. And for the second, I’m sure Twi can make a better magical battery if she puts her mind to it.”

“You’re just trying to speedrun pregnancy.” Gilda snorted before eating more eggs.

“Ehh, more like trying to maximize the egg count,” CC teased back. “We won’t be able to keep them all, but the odds of us getting more go up the more we fuck, surely.”

“Don’t sound right, like biology weird, but… sure.” Dash looked up blinking tiredly.

“Seriously, what kept you up all night?” CC asked of Dash, sitting on the other side of the bar to speedrun eating his own loaded plate.

“You two.” Dash said bluntly.

“Ah,” CC mumbled around his mouthful of food. “Sorry.” He wasn’t. “Gotta give the lady a good fuckin’,” he pointed out.

“I could feel it through the walls.” Dash groaned.

“And we’re not gonna stop,” CC pointed out, gulping down the last of his food. “Until she’s out of her Heat and we’ve confirmed it took.” With that, he chugged his juice and took the dishes over to the sink. His next port of call was to walk around the island and slap Gilda’s ass, before using both hands to support her ass as he picked her up and started carrying her up to their room again.

“Nope. Not doing that again.” Dash groaned to herself as she propped her head up with a hand and started on her food.

She paused mid-bite. “... Though it was pretty hot…”

022 - Easter heats

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“Gabby, why are you wearing that?” Spike asked, staring at the griffon.

Gabby was wearing a “playcolt bunny” outfit, including fluffy bunny ears. “It’s the year of the rabbit! Aaaaand it’s Easter!” The griffon said happily.

Spike set his comic down. “And you want to celebrate…. As a porn star?” He asked, sounding confused.

“Sure! Also, eggs.” Gabby said with a bit of a blush.

“Eggs.” Spike blinked. “What about ‘em?”

“I want ‘em.” Gabby nodded.

“I could make you…” He paused, blinked, then his eyes widened. “Oh… Ooooooh. That kind… Okay…” He gulped. “You… sure?”

“Absolutely!” Gabby said happily.

Spike quickly cleared the bed.

“Happy Easter.” Gilda said from the couch as Dash plodded out with a yawn.

“Sure.” Dash grumbled.

“Happy Easter.” Fluttershy spoke up as she looked up from the laptop. “Sorry, was checking a few things from home. Cleaning company finished. So, it’ll be all clean when we get back.”

“And it’s not gonna stay that way, knowing you guys.” Snow called from the kitchen.

CC yawned as he came down the stairs, before locking his lips with Gilda’s beak in a passionate kiss. Once it broke he decided to answer Snow. “I mean, with a mate in heat, how could anything stay clean?” he quipped.

“We’ve been surprisingly clean here.” Dash commented.

“Because this isn’t our place… technically.” Gilda shrugged. “Wouldn’t want to mess up your family’s house.”

“I mean, we could just hire another cleaning service for when our vacation is over,” CC offered, one of his hands trailing along Gilda’s body and teasing her lightly. “Give us plenty of space and places to help quench that little Heat of yours~”

“Just do it in the shower, like most couples.” Dash commented with a yawn.

“Also, quenching the heat isn’t exactly accurate.” Fluttershy added.

“And again, not our place. However, if you intend to breed her,” Snow said with a cough. “More attempts would be better than less.”

CC hummed, glancing towards the kitchen before looking back at Gilda. “Food and hydration before hitting the bed?” he offered, the tent in his pants making clear what they would be doing when they got there.

“Yes please.” Gilda nodded.

“Have fun.” Fluttershy said happily.

CC nodded and walked, hand in hand with Gilda, to the kitchen to get some food and, at Snow’s direction, large glasses of water. Leaving Fluttershy and Dash alone in the living room.

Dash blinked slowly. “I’m gonna just… game. I’m… tired.”

“You have been up late lately.” Fluttershy said, looking at her, concerned.

“And here I thought being next to their room would be great… And I thought I had a sex drive.” Dash sighed as she turned on the tv.

Spike hissed. Gabs was bouncing in his lap, one cock in her pussy, the other grinding against her clit with every bounce. Gabs groaned out lewdly as she squeezed his shoulders.

She was… definitely feeling it today.

“Well shit.” Gilda commented as she passed the surprisingly loud room. “Gabby’s gonna wear the little guy out.”

“Good thing Twi made them both a pair of toys,” CC quipped. “When Spike drops, Gabby can just ride the copy.” His hand came down and cupped Gilda’s ass, squeezing it possessively. “As for us…”

“We don’t need it.” Gilda winked. “And I think Dash stole ours.”

“Huh.” CC blinked. “That would explain a bit.” He looked at Dash’s room, before looking back at Gilda. “Want to just let her have it?” he asked. “I mean, she and Cloudy don’t really have a guy around.”

“Why not?” Gilda shrugged. “Then again, Cloudy might have her own special toys.” She chuckled as she opened the door to their room.

“Probably not ones that actually shoot cum,” CC quipped, giving Gilda’s fine ass a nice smack as they walked into their room, closing the door behind them.

“They do make those though.” Gilda said, stripping her shirt up and off. She tossed it onto the floor in front of the bed and started to work on her bra.

“Yeah, but with those you have to load it up and trigger it beforehand,” CC pointed out, his shirt already unbuttoned and being tossed to one side.

“Sometimes that can be the fun part.” Gilda commented, undoing her pants and bending over as she tugged them down.

“With our toy, you wouldn’t have to,” CC pointed out, having already stripped out of both his pants and underwear in one motion. “Just let it cum in you when it's ready~” He walked up behind Gilda and let his hands grip her ass again, massaging the generous cheeks in both hands.

Gilda stayed bent over, slipping her panties down slowly. She stepped out of them and put her talons on the bedside.

“Speaking of, how many rounds did we go through last night?” CC mused, the flat head of his cock slapping against the hen’s lips.

“Three.” Gilda said with a lusty hum. “Could go for four, or space it out a bit so we don’t exhaust ourselves.”

“Eh, I kinda wanna see you swell sooner rather than later,” CC hummed as well, the flat head finding the cleft between her lips and slipping inside, spreading her oh-so-well again. “Let’s play it by ear,” he decided on as he began filling his hen again.

She grunted as he slowly speared her. “Deal…”

Thus they settled in for another day’s worth of trying to get the hen to swell. Something CC had a lot of practice in by now.

“Hi!” Fluttershy chimed. “Yes, hello. I’m streaming for once.”

Fluttershy grinned at the webcam as she read messages.

“Well, CC and G are in their room. G’s in heat.” Fluttershy said with a giggle. “They’ve been at it like rabbits. On the note of rabbits, Happy Easter!”

“And killing my sleep!” Dash complained from her chair.

“And Easter is the heat season for Griffons, so Gabs is also riding her dragon.” Fluttershy added. “Can we see? Well that’s kinda inappropriate, if they wanted to show off their heat fucking, then they would have streamed it themselves. I could ask when they come out for a break…. If they take a break.”

“They should be out in half an hour if they want to reenergize.” Snow commented, bringing out some breakfast for the ladies.

“Yeah, that’s Snowy.” Fluttershy said, taking a plate. “Chat says hi.”

“Hi Chat.” Snow drawled.

“Dash? She’s tired and playing games.” Fluttershy explained. “Up for some competitors?” She looked at Dash.

Dash’s ear twitched. “Did you say competitors?”

Spike panted, his chest somewhat painted with his own spunk, matching Gabs’ insides. Said griffon was snuggling into the spent dragon.

“Up for more?” Gabs asked.

“Gimme…. Gimme a minute or… ten…” Spike groaned.

“Shhh, no worries.” Gabs pecked his cheek.

Gilda squeezed CC’s thighs as he thrust. She squawked when he made a particularly rough thrust. “Easy!”

“Mmm, how about no?” CC taunted, one hand teasing one of her tits. “I’m going to get you so gravid with eggs you won’t see your feet for months.”

“Fucking the carrier-mmph-harder doesn’t make the eggs stick more.” Gilda grunted.

“Nah, but I need you to let loose as many as possible, and I don’t have a griffon’s barbs to trigger that, so I need to make up for it with enthusiasm,” CC pointed out, his other hand gripping her hip and pulling her down to meet his thrust forward.

“Barbs can be-nngh-painful.” Gilda hissed. “Don’t make me take over.”

“Bitch you go just as hard as me,” CC deadpanned, his cock holding still as deep as it could go for a moment to get his point across.

“I meant at the moment dweeb.” She rolled her eyes. “You don’t need to treat me like that fucking pocket pussy. You can slow down a bit to enjoy it, instead of trying to race to nut.”

“See, that’s the thing,” CC hummed, leaning in to stare Gilda in the eyes. “I do enjoy it. I do enjoy fucking you, G. And the fact that we’re doing it in your heat, just makes me enjoy it all the more. But we’ve talked about it for a while, you swelling.”

He pulled almost entirely back. “And the idea of you not because I wasn’t a good enough lay…well, I can’t stand that.”

Then he slammed forward again, making the lewdest of sounds as his cock squelched through her folds and their juices.

“So I’m not going to stop, until I’ve given it my all,” he commented, going to repeat the motion. “So that after your heat is over, I can say I tried my best to get you gravid.”

“Guh- Think there’s-mmph- a miscommunication.” Gilda grunted.

“Oh?” CC raised a brow as he kept up the long, hard fucking of his mate.

“I’m saying- rough-ngh- isn’t working at-mmmmph- the moment.” Gilda put a talon on his chest. “Slow down.”

“...Ah,” CC blinked. He kept up how deep he was going, but made the thrusting take longer, a few seconds each way as his flared head dragged along her insides. Her tits stopped bouncing with every motion as he simply made love instead of roughly fucked his bird. “Better?” he asked.

“Much…” She sighed, visibly relaxing.

“We could do this for hours,” CC pointed out casually, his hand groping and teasing one of her tits.

“Now that sounds better.” She said with a smile, propping herself up to catch his lips in her beak for a kiss.

CC hummed, one of his hands going to tease her wing instead of holding onto her hips. Maybe if he made her cum a few times she’d let him go hard again.

Gabby arched her back. Spike growled a little as he thrust a cock into each hole. Gabby gasped as he buried himself deep.

“Spike!” She gasped out, her thighs shaking in his grip.

“Spike want…” He growled, starting to thrust.

“Uhhh, Dash. A viewer has a challenge.” Fluttershy spoke up as Dash stuck her tongue out in concentration.

“Huh.” Dash grunted.

“You’re kicking their ass too much. Play with a toy inside you.”

Dash looked over at her only for her character to get rocketed off the screen. “Fuck!” She swore. “It’s on!” She frowned at the tv screen. “After this, I’ll go get something.” She commented, almost off-handedly.

CC and Gilda laid on the bed in a comfortable haze of sexual satisfaction. After he’d made Gilda cum no less than two more times, she said he could go hard if he wanted to nut in her.

And then the stallion felt something new around his dick. “Dash is playing with the toy again,” he mused to Gilda, stroking her breast as they laid cuddled up in the bed.

“Well that’ll get you off. Maybe calm you down a bit.” She teased, nuzzling his cheek.

“Mm,” CC hummed, before adjusting his dick. “Let me just…” He nudged it and made sure the head of his shaft was just inside of Gilda’s lips. “There,” he said with a hum. “Now when she makes me cum, you’ll both get it.”

“Yay lazy fuckin.” Gilda chuckled.

“Th-this is bullshit.” Dash said, virtually sitting on the dildo and trying to maintain enough concentration on the task at hand. The task being a 3-on-1 fight in Smash Bros.

“So are you getting fucked in more ways than one?” Fluttershy asked.

“Ha-mmmph-ha!” Dash grumbled, her thighs quivering.

“How’s she doing?” Gilda asked.

“She seems to mostly just be sitting on it,” CC hummed, his hands roaming Gilda’s body as they lay together. “It’s like she’s not even trying to get me off.”

“Maybe she’s not. Maybe it’s not about you.” She teased.

“Think we should tease her for taking the toy in the first place, make it harder for her?” CC asked with a raised brow.

“If you must.” Gilda rolled her eyes. “Climb on up.”

“Nah, I was thinking you could do it,” CC said, rolling to his back and letting his cock bob free. “It should work either way, right?”

Gilda chuckled and clambered up to straddle him, slowly sinking down his shaft.

“Gah!” Dash jumped. “The fuck?” She jumped as the dildo quivered inside her.

“What’s up?” Fluttershy asked.

“They’re fucking again!” Dash yelped.

“Well that’s what you get for using the magic dildo.” Fluttershy pointed at her.

Dash could only scowl and try to concentrate.

Gabby and Spike laid in a post-fuck haze, snuggling into each other.

“That… was nice.” Gabby said with a sigh.

“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” Spike asked, glancing at her.

“Just enough.” Gabs smiled. “And bonus. I think it took.” She stuck her tongue out.

“Huh?” Spike blinked.

Gabby grinned. “Eggs.”

“How do you know that?” Spike blinked.

“Griffon things.” Gabby shrugged. “Pretty sure Gilda’s already seeded and she’s just down to fuck her stallion while he’s really into it.”

“That’d track.” Spike nodded.

“Yup.” Gabs chirped. “Now. Let’s try and fit both your cocks in my pussy!”

Spike groaned. “Well fuck me.”

“I intend to!”

Stallions and Hens

by LucidDreamer

001 - High School Crush

002 - Meet the Cast

003 - Cumming Over

004 - Beaking News

005 - Big Voice, Big Heart

006 - Beach Bums, and other parts

007 - Movie Night

008 - And Then They~

009 - Actions have Consequences

010 - Sidelined

011 - Casting a line

012 - It's an art

013 - Pegasi of a feather

014 - Awkward move-in day

015 - Teething issues

016 - Meeting the fans

017 - Setting up for a nice trip

018 - Scuppered plans and bonding

019 - Viewer Feedback Episode

020 - The long awaited beach day

021 - Dateus interruptus

022 - Easter heats