> Deck The Balls
>  by Peridork
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> Love Potion Number 9
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Fluttershy had been sitting outside in the winter chill for the last few minutes trying to figure out what to do. She was right in front of Twilight's castle and working through exactly what she would say to the alicorn. Not like she was doing something outright illicit or illegal, far from it, it was just that Flutttershy's request was a bit out of character for the mare- at least publicly, she had a near spotless reputation for being rather demure and quiet when the topics of sex and other adult things came up.

In private though, it was a different matter.

Fluttershy sighed and pushed open the doors, her mind fully made up on asking Twilight about her idea for Dash's Hearthswarming present- and thanks to Dash's brazen moods and penchant for stealing each and every potion or tincture Twilight had ever made for "pony testing", Fluttershy could just say that it was something Dash had mentioned wanting to try out. It wasn't like it was an outright lie- Dash loved the way certain potions messed with her anatomy and gave the pair of pegasi new ways to screw like rabbits. It was just that, for once, Fluttershy wanted a potion that both would love.

Twilight walked into the large entrance and smiled as she noticed who had walked in. "Hey, Fluttershy what's up." The alicorn was used to solving problems for the entire surrounding area- as an alicorn it was sort of her job.

Fluttershy tapped her hooves together and tried to let the words come out naturally, but her nerves made her stumble over them. "I, uh. . .this might sound really odd coming from me, but with Hearthswarming here. . .I mean I was trying to come up with a present for her and I just really had one idea. I mean I had others but since she's already a Wonderbolt, its no like getting Wonderbolt branded presents would be that interesting. But then I thought Dash would really like something to spice up our relationship. Not like we have problems there but. . ."

Twilight nodded, vaguely understanding what Fluttershy was getting to. She knew the pair of pegasi were at least a couple, though she sometimes wondered what Fluttershy saw in Dash- their personalities were just so different, not to mention that Dash was what Applejack termed, "a functioning alcoholic" during cider season. Compared to the pony standing in front of her that could barely string a sentence together without being worried. . .yeah she couldn't understand how the pair worked. "Okay so you want something to excite your time in the bedroom?" Twilight sighed. She had become numb to the fact that most of her friends' friendship problems now were entirely sexual in nature. She wondered if Cadance had a similar issue as the Alicorn of Love. "What were you thinking about doing?"

Fluttershy eeped and hid behind her mane for a second as she prepared for the worst. "It's Dash's idea. She mentioned it once or twice and well, I wrote it down just so you wouldn't incorrectly make it. Not like that would happen." She opened up her winter coat's pocket with a hoof and passed the note to Twilight.

Twilight carefully read the note and sighed. "Fuck, I should have predicted this." Twilight rolled her eyes and cursed that her ascension to alicornhood had made her extremely horny and sex obsessed for a good few years. That had warped each of her experiments for a while into dissertations on the joys of sex and how to increase certain attributes, or even to change genders on the fly. For science and pleasure of course. She had a good run of dissertations that certain unicorn scholars used for the basis of sex magic. It just felt awkward because she had expected to help magic studies overall with her research- at least how friendship nestled into magic- but no, its niche sex magic that made her semi famous now."Let's see, one potion to give Dash a cock. . ." Twilight raised an eyebrow at that.

Fluttershy flushed crimson. "Her words." They weren't, she had just been in the mood when thinking this note up. She had spent a good ten minutes imagining Dash with a cock big enough the much larger pegasus could feel explicitly when they had sex.

"-and balls. Make it really potent cause Dash has some potion immunity due to all the. . .damn it I should have known she was the one stealing each and every one of my experiments." Twilight grumbled. "I don't think potion immunity is a thing, but sure, whatever floats Dash's boat. One extremely potent dick potion coming up. Like this isn't going to bite me in the ass somehow sooner or later." Twilight sighed. At least it wasn't as weird as some of Pinkie's potions she begged the alicorn for- turning the pink mare into living gingerbread so Pinkie could fill herself with cream filling was a new one. This was rather banal compared to that.


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Fluttershy followed Twilight into the alicorn's lab and quietly marveled at all the collected brews and potions that lined the walls, crystal carafes and small beakers full of ingredients that the pegasi was unfamiliar with- her own expertise more in the animal realm and less on the wild world of plants. Sure Fluttershy knew enough home remedies to patch up most scrapes and falls which was super useful since her marefriend was prone to flying face first into trees or the sides of mountains when she was distracted, but Twilight's stash of dried plants looked to cover the rarest and oddest specimens from around the world.

Twilight flitted through the botany collection and talked to herself as she gathered the items necessary for Fluttershy's flight of fancy. "Let's see, this gift idea for Dash would have been so much easier if one of you was a unicorn, no offense, but replicating the spell matrices for a penis poof spell- no that isn't the technical term, just Rarity's cute joke name for it- would just involve me giving you the instructions and letting you two go to town. Without that I have to pull ideas from a lot of places- a general idea of Zebrican aphrodisiacs and potion crafting I learned from Zecora, the botany theories from the Botanical University of Dusky Shades, some Crystal Pony magic theory. Hell, I'll throw in some zingers from Changeling emotional spells and replicate them by adding a few hints of lavender and chili peppers to balance out the sweetness of this brew."

Fluttershy nodded. She vaguely understood what Twilight was talking about, even if she could only get every second or third word cause the mare was speaking in a speed and cadence that definitely hinted that the alicorn was in her element. The others had become used to Twilight's moods and usually when the alicorn got like this, everypony just went with it since Spike was one of the only creatures that could follow the tangents and turns of phrase that Twilight used.

Twilight plopped a massive hooffull of herbs, flowers, and spices into a nearby mortar and smashed them all together with a pestle and hummed to herself as she quickly made the myriad plants into a paste. "Okay, now I just have to strain this to get out the seeds and put it in a suspension of distilled water and say a quick few spells to bind everything together. Generally simple process- you should have seen the nightmare when I was starting out doing syncretic magical spells and potions, this place was more often on fire or worse- pony testing had some unfortunate results. Nice ones for the process, but turning into a one foot tall pony when I had attempted to increase certain attributes was not what I wanted."

Fluttershy raised an eyebrow. "Sounds. . .fun?"

Twilight sighed. "It was and I got creative with it, but I am glad that wore off." Twilight mumbled a few magical tinged words over the mixture and the potion turned into a deep dark golden color. Fluttershy smiled as it almost looked like one of Dash's mugs of cider and the pegasi had an uncharacteristically devious idea as the brew was passed to her.

"Now with this being way, way more potent than most potions I give out, I have to go over a few safety precautions. Not that I expect Dash to follow any of them since you and I know her and my warnings go in one ear and out the other-" Twilight sighed. "Use only a teaspoonful of this stuff." She shook the small bottle. "I'd say you have. . .fifteen? Twenty doses? Enough for a month of random fun. I'm just saying this cause most potions work on a dosage requirement and overdosing on this can have cumulative effects."

Fluttershy nodded, her mind filling in what 'cumulative' meant and she liked the results her imagination gave out. She reflexively rubbed her nethers together and listened intently.

"And if that happens, well, the potion effects may be somewhat permanent. Like it will go down to a general baseline sense of normalcy but an overdose of substantial amounts would be rather life altering." Twilight punctuated that with a tap of her hoof on the small vial. "and tell Dash to limit her alcohol intake. I don't know exactly how this potion works when inebriated. So have her drink as little as possible."

Fluttershy nodded and smiled as she put Dash's present that neither would forget into her satchel and dashed out relatively quickly for the mare.

Twilight blinked and sighed. "Okay, well I didn't get to tertiary warnings since this stuff isn't written down. Eh, they'll work it out." The alicorn rolled her eyes. "-still I didn't even get to the hypothetical transitive nature of potions and sharing bodily fluids or if this is slightly addictive or not." Twilight shrugged. "I probably have an eighty percent chance this blows up in my face somehow, but maybe Celestia might enjoy a lighter holiday letter this year with just a. . .what was the word Spike used? Wacky? A wacky friendship problem. At least this shouldn't be as bad as the Smarty Pants situation. Any more prodding and that could have turned into an orgy.


***


Dash carefully flew through Ponyville, her Wonderbolt uniform giving her some protection from the cold as she banked into the final turn to Fluttershy's cottage. She had gotten time off due to the holidays and unless Fleetfoot caused an international incident or something, Dash could plan for a few days off from training. Not that she minded training with the Wonderbolts, it was all her hopes and dreams- just the uniforms left little to the imagination. She grinned as she remembered Shy's first time seeing Dash in uniform, the normally demure mare had become her loudest fan as Dash gave the butter yellow pegasus a bit of a show.

Not like the other Wonderbolts didn't notice. After her first performance they had to pull her aside and mention that 'while they understood celebrating, the fact of sexually flaunting your goods so openly in a generally family friendly environment was grounds for some form of reprisal'. Dash had to get that simplified and while she understood it, its not like the brash pegasus didn't notice a few teammates getting frisky before shows.

She guessed it was just the time and place.

Dash smiled at that thought. If she couldn't do things so publicly, then her costume had become a wonderful way to spice up the pair's sex life. The form fitting latex and lycra stretched over her meager curves and athletic body leaving little to the imagination and she had pulled her uniform out of her locker for that reason.

She rubbed her legs together as she imagined Fluttershy nuzzling her and rubbing against her in all the right ways. Shaking her head, she strode into Fluttershy's cottage- since the two mares were so used to each other's company it wasn't too weird for Dash to barge in nearly unannounced. And if Shy was in the mood, that usually meant it was sex time and Dash loved sex time. "Hey, I'm back. You know from Canterlot and I definitely need to be armed up cause its really coming down out there."

A clattering of hooves came from the kitchen and a slight yelp and light sanitized swearing could be heard. Huh, must have surprised Shy or something. Dash hummed to herself, thinking how fun it was that Fluttershy was one of the hottest- and sex crazed mares- Dash knew. She laughed at that thought since it rarely came up in public situations. Not like Shy wouldn't pull out the sex toys in public fun, just Dash was usually the one who got stuck with pulling off all the public exhibitions since Fluttershy was a kink laden mare but her natural proclivities made her nervous and afraid.

Unfortunately that kind of made Dash look like the horniest mare in her six friends and she often got some mention of her horndog nature by Rarity or Applejack. And sure, Dash loved putting random magical liquids in her mouth to see what dumb fun effects would result, but that was just her natural curiosity. "You okay in there, Shy? Need any help?"

Fluttershy's weak and nervous voice came through the doorway. "N-no, I'm fine. You just surprised me is all."


***


Fluttershy was not okay. She had expected Rainbow to be back from Canterlot a lot later. The yellow pegasus had wanted to dose some hot cocoa with Twilight's little potion and had grabbed her measuring teaspoons to dose the chocolate brew with a safe amount of the potion. She was a horny mare, but she didn't want to go to Twilight with a "oh no, now Dash is half cock by weight" problem or something equally ridiculous. She could imagine the alicorn's stern look of disappointment if that happened.

So she had been carefully dosing the correct amount of the potion when Dash had come in and accidentally surprised her. Not usually a problem, not in the slightest, but this time the grip her wings had on the bottle slipped due to her involuntary surprise and the open potion fell with a dull splash into the wonderful hot chocolate.

Fluttershy's eyes sank as the bottle bobbed in the liquid and she was just so peeved off about it she could almost, but not quite, yell. She tried to fish out the small glass bottle with a ladle and was able to get it out with some fair wrangling and careful moves since she would rather not scald her wings or skin with hot liquid.

"Come on, come on, come on. Almost there." Fluttershy felt a tinge of relief as the bottle was lifted from the pot. That did not last long as she noticed that while the flask was out of the liquid, the bottle was empty barring a slight bit of murky brown hot cocoa in the bottom.

The potion was sitting right there on the stove mixing with the hot chocolate and only Fluttershy knew the truth.

"Oh sweet, hot chocolate. You shouldn't have Shy." Dash came up and hugged her, the small mare only coming up to her shoulder as she leaned into the hug. Fluttershy grimaced as Dash flitted around the kitchen looking for cups. "Hey so you want a cup or not?"

Fluttershy shook her head weakly. "No, I'm good. I, uh, made this for you."

Dash hoofpumped the air. "Rad." The blue pegasus blew a teasing kiss to her mare and grabbed a large glass. "Hey, where's the vodka? I want to see what that mix tastes like since the other Bolts were talking about how nice alcohol was in holiday stuff. And like doesn't it warm you up after you get cold? I thought I heard that."

Fluttershy's face whitened as Twilight's rules for this special potion echoed through her head, her natural proclivity for telling the truth was being tested- she both wanted to follow Twilight's rule of "no alcohol" and also warn Dash that drinking the cocoa was probably the worst idea ever. She thought of ways to distract the small mare- going out in the snow and having sex in a snowbank, flying off and enjoying the scenery on a cloud and possibly having sex- she grimaced as she realized that most of the successful distractions with Dash involved sex. Breathing out, she weighed her options. On one hoof, staying silent would ruin the Heartswarming surprise and that was just no good. On the other, if she spoiled the surprise Dash might just say fuck it and drink the whole thing just to see what happened.

It was Rainbow. She lived off bravado, competition, and a 'you can't tell me what to do' attitude.

Fluttershy sighed and pointed to the cabinet and watched Dash grab a small bit of vodka and splash it into the small pot and quickly ladle out a large serving of hot cocoa. If the quiet pegasus didn't know how bad an idea drinking it was she might have taken a sip or two.

Dash cheered her much taller mate and took a large gulp of the still hot cocoa. Dash liked to live dangerously and burning the roof of her mouth wasn't out of the question. "Nice."

Fluttershy closed her eyes as she waited for the potion to work.


***


Rainbow Dash stared at the Heartswarming decorations that littered Fluttershy's cottage, the twinliking lights and tree, the ornaments all hung up- all nice and good but Dash's favorite was the sprig of mistletoe that the blue pegasus always hid somewhere in the room so she could sneak up and casually plant a kiss on her mare's neck and slowly trace her way down towards Fluttershy's pleasure cave that Dash always liked spelunking in. She had read that word in a Daring Do book and after a long explanation on its meaning by Twilight, the word had slowly grown to be Rainbow's favorite. It was just so versatile and fun. And since Dash was the walking definition of a pride flag, she loved exploring Fluttershy's tight cave.

She blinked and looked down at her hooves and felt something off for a moment. Sure, she was getting all hot and bothered, she couldn't help it since Fluttershy was stacked like a brick shithouse with curves that went on for days but there was something else that felt off. And she had enough experience to guess what was wrong.

"Oh I see somepony gave me my present early didn't-" Dash didn't finish the sentence as the strongest orgasm she had in years hit her and turned her Wonderbolts uniform nearly see through as she sweated though her uniform up top and her love nectar flooded her bottom half and quickly soaked the blue lycra right through. She gripped the nearby table with a hoof and kicked her back hooves in response as she felt something thick push from inside her.

She whinnied as a dick pressed out from her inner sanctum and she took a few unsteady breaths as she looked down to see a rather respectable horsecock trapped in her skintight suit, the footlong bulge and its extra apple sized equipment looking obscene on Dash's half sized frame. "Holy fuck. This is. . ."

"Horrible? Terrible? The worst thing ever?" Fluttershy's worried voice unsteadily spoke as she tried to gather her thoughts. Having a front row seat to your marefriend growing a penis was probably the hottest thing the two pegasi had ever seen outside of spell pornos, but Dash's worried face as the potion took effect had crushed the yellow pegasus' confidence in her actions.

"No, I was going to say the best gift ever!" Dash stroked her new package and ran a hoof over her new balls, gently lifting them to test out the weight and giggling to herself as they smacked against her thigh. She lightly touched her dick and an electric shock of pleasure ran up her spine as she felt new pleasure receptors that didn't exist mere minutes ago start firing. "Oh Celestia, I can see why Thunderlane and Soarin' can't shut up about their dicks. I mean its still weird and Spitfire calls it 'workplace harassment' that would look bad on the team but now their comparing dick sizes makes sense. Cause I'd be competitive about my dick too." Dash smiled and glanced at her cup. "Or I would have been if a potion didn't give me a fun idea."

Fluttershy's eyes shrunk to pinpricks. "That would be a terrible idea. I mean if one drink could do this. . .Twilight warned me not to use too much. . .she had rules not to do something that reckless, I mean."

Dash rolled her eyes. If the blue pegasus followed every rule Twilight set. she'd become bored to death. The alicorn had unknowable spells and potions and nearly unlimited magic and the mare ruined the potential for fun with 'Dash, you shouldn't touch stuff cause you never listen to me. . .blah blah blah.' it was awful. It wasn’t her fault that Twilight’s warnings all sounded like a foghorn blaring in her head when the unicorn started on dangerous side effects- shit was boring. "Okay hit me with the rules and I'll see what I can do to loophole through them."

Fluttershy hid in her mane for a moment, tapping her hooves together furiously. "Don't mix with alcohol. . ."

"Which I did. And stop. Okay so Twilight made a potion that shouldn't be used with booze and gave it to you. That's almost like she asked for trouble I mean I'm like the. . .second best. . .alcoholic of our friends. And that's only cause Applejack beat me one time when I had already pregamed the drinking contest. I mean terrible idea in hindsight, but the cider just was too good. What I'm saying is there's like 90 percent of that pot left and Twilight works in mysterious ways. Like inverse psychotherapy. Or however she worded it."

Reverse psychology."

Dash rolled her eyes. "You know what I meant. But that."

Fluttershy stared at Dash with a worried look on her face. "I really don't think this is a good idea."

Dash crossed her hooves. "Fluttershy, I have three days off from the Wonderbolts, a new dick, and tasty hot chocolate that most likely will make my dick stupidly huge. It's a terrible idea but I'm going to bone the shit out of you with this-" Dash suggestively pointed at her rock hard erection. "and so help me I'm going to make this Hearthswarming memorable so help me Celestia."

"Twilight said it might be permanent. I mean an overdose of it at least." Fluttershy blurted out the fear that had been brewing in the back of her head since Dash had taken the first sip of tainted cocoa. "We should be careful."

Dash weighed the options and shrugged. "Eh, whatever Twilight will fix it anyway. Or if it gets unwieldy I can just ask Rarity to make enchanted underwear. Like unicorns probably have that shit cause you and I know puberty and magic has led to terrible ideas.

"W-well."


***


Dash stared at the cooled cocoa and grinned as she unzipped the secret zipper that her Wonderbolt uniform had in case of emergencies- sexual or otherwise- and snaked her respectable dick into the open air, the stiff rod at attention for what was coming next. She felt Fluttershy crawl under the table and nuzzle her cheek against it and stroke the newly gained orbs that were still trapped in the lycra unform with a gentle hoof. The to go zipper was not a perfect system- from how Soarin' complained about the ball room, it wasn't made to be fully comfortable. It was designed to be functional.

"Ready." Fluttershy's breathy voice came from under the table and Dash knew that tone of hers. Dash loved the slight switch in tone- most ponies wouldn't be able to tell that Fluttershy was in the mood, even if the yellow pegasus probably thought this was top five of Dash's worst ideas, the hitch in Shy's breath and nervous flutters of her hooves told her all she had to know. Well that and the faint hint of Shy's vanilla scent that told Dash that there was some liquid nectar flowing.

Or as Dash liked joking that Shy kept springing leaks and she needed a good quick plumber to fix it. Dash was the plumber. She was terrible at metaphors, but she got the job done.

Dash channeled her years of binge drinking for this moment and tipped back the pot, careful not to drink too fast as while she wanted the biggest dick she could get as fast as possible- she was Equestria's number one speedster for a reason- she didn't want to waste a single drop cause it was a mostly untested potion and she didn't want random woodland creatures to get to it. She already thought Angel was a dick, the rabbit didn't need help in that department.

She chugged the potion like there was no tomorrow and within what felt like a few minutes she stared at the bottom of the pot and sat there slightly tapping her front hooves on he kitchen table as she waited for the potion to work. Usually Twilight's homebrewed shit was way faster than this- the alicorn was focused on 'solving the most massive issues in the world and finding creative solutions.' She wasn't as focused on speed as the blue blur of a pegasus, but when she made stuff it worked relatively quick. . .

That thought hit Dash's brain like a ton of bricks as the potion worked overtime, spell matrices and forgotten knowledge mixed together with foreign spells took some time to work through the system and get things started. 

What Dash didn't know was that her 'respectable dick' was from a small dose of the potion- and Potion Making  101 in Canterlot University usually started with the warning that overdosing on random potions, while fun, were often exponential and in most cases led to some odd effects.

Or as Dash would put it ever so bluntly: "weird shit".

What she didn't know was that her dick wasn't done growing- far from it.

***


Fluttershy was conflicted, sure, but as she ran a hoof over her nethers and touched herself to the brink of climax at the thought of what was to come, her worried slipped from her mind. She kept an eye on the prize and ran a hoof around Dash's new dick and smiled as she ran through the rainbow bush of her best friend. She had a silly thought that the cock and its dark blue color reminded her of a popsicle and if she deepthroated the flared tip it might spew out blue raspberry cum. She filed away that thought, giggling at the ludicrous thought- it could be an interesting idea for Twilight though. She would have to tell Twilight that Dash had that idea since Twilight expected that kind of lewd idea from the small mare, not her.

She broke out of her kinky reverie as Dash's balls audibly gurgled with seed and the Wonderbolts uniform lightly creaked as the skin tight outfit started to slightly inch outwards around the slowly growing bulge. Shy scooted back in preparation for what was to come. She wasn't dumb and while she wanted to worship that pillar of meat like a faithful devotee, she didn't want to walk up to her weekly spa day with Rarity with an accidental black eye because she sat too close and the growing dong knocked her flat on her back. That would be an interesting conversation that the yellow pegasus wanted to avoid at all costs.

She visibly watched Dash's new equipment bloat and lengthen. She quickened her pace of her masturbation session and edged herself into an orgasm and cried out in blissful abandon over the potion's work.


***


Dash sighed and looked down at her new equipment. "You know I thought this would be bigger. Like its big and all but its a Twilight potion, so I expected it to get like way stupider." Dash flopped her dick around to make her point, the virile stallionhood weighing heavy on her now widened stance. "I mean its big but I'm like half as tall as you are, Shy, this'd probably look normal on you." Dash crossed her hooves and leaned back on a chair in thought. "Like I'm not disappointed at all, but doubling in size after all that? Slightly disappointing."

Fluttershy stared at the dick and blushed. "I mean maybe, but it's still perfectly big enough and maybe you'd feel better if you actually got to test it out." The yellow pegasus looked away as she imagined her own waves of pleasure that would result in having Dash's new dick probe her inner depths. 

Dash nodded and leaned back in the chair, ready for whatever fun her plush mountain of a marefriend would do.

Fluttershy slid up to Dash and straddled her, carefully aiming the blue pole towards her and inching her way down. She breathed out as she felt it stretch her. She cooed as she leaned into Dash, the chair creaking slightly under both of their weights. "Come on Dash, go fast."

Dash grinned and pushed upwards as fast as she could, the added weights of her lower half slowing her down at first as she figured out how to balance her weight. She thrusted up as hard as she could. She grunted as she felt Fluttershy's entire weight lift up for a second or two at the top of the thrust and settle back down- liftoff in all sense of the word. She humped her mare's warm insides like her life depended on it and as she reached her first climax of many she let out a moan and felt a wash of heat cover Fluttershy's warm depths.

She was a quick shooter in all things and speedy orgasms were just Dash's norm. She moaned as the first of many orgasms hit her. The first of many orgasms that stimulated growth. . .
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Rarity stared at Dash and frowned as she’d sized up the fuzzy orbs that were now attached to Dash’s crotch. The orbs hung low to the ground and due to their weighty heft and Dash’s short height, were halfway to the floor . It looked ridiculous on the lithe, blue Pegasus as she ambled around with a package that would look large on Big Mac’s frame. She was a fashion designer, not a bordello owner. “How in Celestia’s name did you get those?” Rarity knew the answer before Dash spoke.

“Drank a potion from Twilight.” Dash shivered as she felt another slight orgasm hit her. She had had to fly rather slowly on the way to the Boutique due to Dash realizing that waking up with two slowly growing nads was fun until ‘going as fast as she was used to’ had caused them to act like pendulous wrecking balls on her legs and stomach.

And the feeling of the air on her exposed crotch felt so very good- a problem because Dash had woken up with a smaller and more manageable pair of nuts. Fluttershy had asked Dash to go to the hospital or at least talk to Twilight about the sudden growth, but Dash had assuaged her yellow mare's worries with a non-committal answer. 

A part of her wished she had agreed with Shy though. On the way here, she had been wracked with so many near misses of blowing her load of foal batter that she had landed and realized she had to shuffle into the Boutique since her balls took up more than enough space to hinder her normal jaunty shuffle inside. Dash sighed and felt her back legs squish into the soft sides of her large balls. Sure each near orgasm made them more and more unwieldy- she wondered about her cock since she hadn't gave herself a hoofjob since waking up- she imagined it to have also gotten in on the fun. Shit was heavy though since she had two large cum tanks hanging off her crotch. She wondered if she could sit on them now like bean bag chairs- that might hurt, but at least it wouldn't be bloody murder on her back.

She could hear her very own twin Fluttershys on her shoulders debate if it was the hottest conundrum with no issue- the horny devil Fluttershy she imagined flitting about her face and fanning her desire directly in Dash’s view. The Shy that Dash imagined as her better half, her conscience that tempered the often brash Pegasus hung limply on her shoulder, wringing her hooves and begging Dash for her forgiveness.

In short, Dash was of two minds about this slowly growing issue. She shifted and sighed. “Rarity, this sounds stupid but is there a way you can like make me a ball bra?”

The proper white unicorn sputtered for a moment as she realized what Dash had suggested. “Preposterous idea, I’m definitely not going to put my stamp on whatever sheer nonsense this is. Especially when you have looser lips than Twilight when it comes to secrets.”

Dash rolled her eyes. “I’m nowhere near that bad.”

“You told Ponyville that Luna was dating Twilight the moment you had overheard the pair of them exchange sonnets of admiration for each other.”

“Yeah that was super gay of them. They could have just ate each other out- that’s what me and Shy do, it’s so much easier than rhyming boring with orange. Doesn’t even rhyme. . .”

Rarity prayed to Celestia as she facehooved. “Yes Dash, polite Canterlotian society would just adore a Princess that was a former threat just dive into the lower half of Celestia’s prized student like Twilight was a crude all you can eat buffet and Luna hadn’t eaten in weeks. Like that wouldn’t cause a diplomatic incident.”

Dash nodded. “So you totally agree. Luna should totally fuck the shit out of Twilight, she has like a thousand years of blue balls. I mean whatever the mare version of blue balls is. Anyway, you should totally know how to do a ball bra. Or at least thought about the idea of that- you had that whole ‘lusting over Big Mac’s cock like it was a tasty burrito’ phase of yours.

Rarity flashed deep crimson as she tried to keep the barest hint of propriety as she felt the anger and rage beneath her carefully hooficured surface nearly bubble over as she stared daggers into the back of Dash’s head. “If I fulfill your request can we never, ever, ever talk about Big Mac ever again.”

Dash grinned, not realizing that she had narrowly avoided being garroted by thread. “Score.”


***


Rarity stared at Dash swaying her legs upon her fainting couch and grimaced. She had wanted Dash to model for her- the challenge of color matching a mare who's mane was a rainbow was just so captivating an idea and yet, besides Dash's Gala dress from a few years ago, Dash had not taken her up on her offer. 

The white unicorn sized up the issue in front of her. Dash's 'little problem' was rather noticeable. She looked at it with her magic- though with how incredibly bright Dash's crotch shone with active magic, she barely had to activate her magic sight to see that Dash was playing with fire. Though this was Rainbow Dash of all ponies- the mare radiated bravado and ego so much that Rarity was shocked that it took a potion for Dash to have a large male endowment. She acted like she already was stuffed full of all the worst proclivities of stallions. A newly minted penis was just an addition to her tomboy nature.

"So Dash, a ball bra?"

Dash nodded, careful not to touch her slowly growing blue balls. "Quickly though cause this weight sucks. Totally rad about the size though."

Rarity rolled her eyes. So very, very much like a stallion. "Yes, quite. Now due to. . .your predicament, I won't be using my magic upon you." Rarity didn't know how Dash's body currently would react to magic and even though the white unicorn was at least adept in her magical control- Twilight was the powerhouse, she was the one with finesse- she wasn't going to set off some magical penile bomb if she poked and prodded the prodigious package. She didn't want to have an expanding endowment eradicate her establishment. "A light, and quick, touch is all I need. Plus you already beat the average for stallions anyway so I'll have to use theoretical clothing sizes."

Dash hoof pumped at that news. "Double score."

Rarity rolled her eyes. "Though you beat the average size for a stallion in your need for ample room in that area, that's to be expected. Most stallions are natural works of art and not using some method of cheating."

Dash scoffed. "Yeah you and your 'Art of the Stallion', you know you can just pay for sex, right?"

Rarity breathed out and let all the things she could do in anger leave her mind. The customer was always right even if they weren't paying and were a friend and were also annoying and a massive, massive dick. Rarity smiled as she let her customer service mind take over and began her work. "Okay, so first we need the overall ball length, width, and depth, your pants leg height, and a few other measurements."

"Sounds hot in a way."

Rarity smacked Dash lightly on her nose with a nearby ruler. "Strictly professional, darling. And anyway you aren't my type. The princely stallions I desire outshine every single one of your traits barring your newly gained equipment. But a relationship isn't just a sexual fling, there's personality, future goals, aspirations, monetary wants and needs. Fluttershy would also be rather miffed if I decided to sample this."

Dash grimaced. "I was joking. Come on, you aren't my type either even if I wasn't with Shy." Dash felt Rarity lift a single testicle and roll it around in her hooves. "Hey careful with the equipment anyway. They are heavy and suck but I plan on using those later. Or at least let Fluttershy take them for a spin."

Rarity huffed and quickly noted the dimensions of the dark blue testicles. She rolled her eyes and imagined Fluttershy would actually have a better time with Dash- unlike the other girls, Rarity knew exactly how sexual the demure mare was since the two of them talked extensively on spa days- the unicorn just knew when to keep a lady's deep dark secrets. " I bet she will, Dash. And done with the hard part. Now just lift your leg so I can measure it."

Dash raised an eyebrow. "Really? I thought it would take longer. You know cause I'm hung like a blue whale or something huge."

Rarity held in an unladylike guffaw. "Please, you are a specimen of maleness to be sure, but hardly a blue whale. More like a upjumped stallion full of himself. Okay, looks like you haven't grown an inch at all since the Gala, so I'll just use the hem measurements there- no change in your waist either. Besides this ridiculous package that is so unwieldy- you haven't changed a bit." Rarity smiled as she saw her slight teasing barb glance off Dash's new male ego.

"I've just been working out and you know- doctors say second puberty can be a thing. So its just taking a while."

Rarity nodded. "Yes, well, you just sit there and give me. . .forty minutes and you'll have something for your testicular trouble."

Dash blinked. "That's fast. Won't it take like four hours. . .cause of all the fabric?"

Rarity shook her head. "I'm doing this for free, Dash. I do more methodical work if somepony pays me well for my time and effort. Plus, since somepony's scrotum is still a burgeoning piece of real estate- I can't do my normal work. No exact fitting cause your penile tissue would tear exact measurements. A general idea of size, a lot of give, elastic to help, and rudimentary hexing to help with the basics. It will give your male bits a lift, but that's it. And that's not including if somepony- meaning you- gets bigger."

Dash shook her head. "That isn't the plan, Rarity."

The seamstress rolled her eyes. All stallions dreamed, at least in part for what life was like on the other side of the street. Dash could say she didn't want larger tools to use, but Rarity knew how stallions worked, even as a single mare. She had read enough romance novels to quickly figure out every trope of a relationship. Real life had its issues in that regard since she was still single, but she knew stallions well. "Of course, its not the plan. But this is going on your tab, darling."

"I don't have one of those. . ."

Rarity breathed out and tried to think of everything that made her happy: jewels, romance, ice cream, art, a good book, more ice cream. "You do now, Rainbow. And that means sometime in the future you get to model my designs. It's only fair. You are getting a Rarity original and that means something even if its a step down from the average. I don't put my name on something this ridiculous or uncouth without thinking about the implications, dear." Rarity smiled as she lugged the fabrics she would need to undertake this colossal undertaking.

Dash leaned back in Rarity's fainting couch and grimaced as her sack wanted the sweet release of jacking it. "Hooray, me."


***


Sugarcube Corner was hustling and bustling with Hearthswarming glee and a certain pink pony was working through the busy line of ponies wanting some new concoctions of baking alchemy. Pinkie giggled at that thought since she knew that Twilight saw baking and cooking as important- ponies needed food, but the purple mare put science and magic upon this super tall pedestal. Pinkie had sat down for Twi's lecture about magic's different applications, blah, blah, blah, but it was boring and she kind of fell asleep.

She did feel bad about that though- she had hastily agreed to learning about unicorn magic after due to a lot of shenanigans and hijinks surrounding her Pinkie Sense, Twilight had unfortunately had to go to the super duper hospital since having a baby grand piano fall on an already broken pony's neck and spine was out of Nurse Redheart's pay grade. 

Twilight hadn't explained how she had regained the ability to walk so Pinkie just chalked it up to magic. Lots of things could be explained and not explained by magic- her Pinkie Sense was one of them. She saw Dash shuffle into the store, awkwardly hunched over and wearing a whole get up designed by Rarity. Pinkie knew Dash very well- not enough to lay down and get adult with her. . .that was Fluttershy's job. But she knew Dash well enough from the months of pranking Ponyville with ever increasing magical props and gags, she knew the mare's body language like she knew how changing the ratios of certain baking ingredients changed a cookie's taste and texture ever so slightly.

Well and Pinkie Sense had already given her a mini doozy of a shimmy shimmy shiver down her head to her tail and curving around to her indecent bits as her family used to call it. She rarely if ever got a Pinkie Sense dealing with sexual matters. . .well unless Twilight was cooking up some wacky potion, but what a pony did in private was not usually Pinkie's problem.

She had to applaud Rarity's work since Pinkie imagined hiding such a reactive and fun magical mishap that Dash was lugging around like two watermelons and a pool noodle attached to her crotch had to be all ways of difficult- Pinkie could see the magical shimmer that told her that Dash was wearing some extra magical underwear instead of just shapewear. Pinkie grinned and hop, skip, and jumped towards the prismatic pegasus with a pendulous problem. "Dashie, what brings you here?" 

Dash blushed. "Just in the area. Didn't eat breakfast and thought I could swipe a few muffins. . .for bits of course." Dash was actually pretty hungry and her stomach did growl from skipping breakfast, but while Rarity had not complained about making a ball bra that hid Dash's slowly growing issue, it didn't have anti-gravity spells woven in besides the base lift matrices that hugged her whole dick like a glove. Rarity had also mentioned that there was basic compression spells woven in to keep her balls as small as possible when wearing the dumb bra. Didn't help much with the weight though. Each testicle now was the size of a large watermelon and weighed about as much. In short, Dash had lugged herself to Sugarcube Corner and her overworked core was screaming at her. Dash breathed out and tried to see the good in it. . .her abs had to be shredded now and Fluttershy would probably lose her mind over Dash's bloated fat nuts.

Pinkie nodded, knowing full well that Dash was lying by omission. Lots of her friends did it. Little white lies were easier to handle than popping up and announcing to the world that maybe, just maybe, they needed help. Pinkie had bottled in her feelings so often to play the happy go lucky mare that she could see the slight lines of worry that Dash hid on her face, the twinges of pain and pleasure that danced behind her eyes, the bravado in the pegasus' core that marveled at her potion gained size. Pinkie wondered what the dark blue donger looked like too, but knowing Twilight's penchant for wild potion crafting it probably was like some weird canine dong or multiple dongs. Twilight seemed to enjoy that if her Pinkie Sense was anything to go by. Most Pinkie Sense things tied to Twilight's sexual proclivities made it seem like the alicorn loved romancing octopi. A single magic dong was. . .how did Rarity so elegantly put it? Gauche? Guacamole? Something like that. Sometimes knowing all your friends' fetishes, dreams, wants, and bodily needs was a bit of a curse. "I think I know exactly what you need. And no worries about giving me some bits, its on the house. Well, not really since its older stock but we sort of messed up a bit and added a bit too much of some ingredients so the taste of our Applediasiac Muffins taste a bit odd." Pinkie didn't mention that Mr. Cake had accidentally added a smidge too much of some Love Root. Mrs. Cake hadn't minded but it was highly reactive and probably not a great idea to give to Dash. It would be a wonderful prank though, the prankest of pranks to ever prank.

Pinkie knew it had legs since Mrs. Cake and Mr. Cake had immediately told her to take the Twins out so they could have alone time. Pinkie wondered when she'd feel the twinge of a new little Cake. It had to happen sooner or later.

"Cool, cool, I'll just lean here while you get me some of those." Dash wanted to stand closer to the door for support- though the packed nature of Sugarcube Corner on a holiday helped immensely to cover her tracks.

Pinkie briefly rolled her eyes. "Just a minute then." Pinkie piroutted through the store and picked up the muffins. Sure, Pinkie was technically doing a bad thing, but these muffins were going to get tossed anyway and Granny Pie always said that using Pinkie Sense as a bit of a moral lesson teaching thing was always great. Pinkie shrugged as she debated telling Dash the truth or not and decided not to- Twilight did a lot of things that could be seen as problematic for a Celestia Letter. Twilight had reset time at least once if not a few times with the sheer amount of deja vu Pinkie sometimes felt. Like life reruns over and over- not telling Dash that she'd be eating aphrodisiac muffins when the pegasi had already overdosed on a potion. . .well there was a reason why Discord called Pinkie his favorite pony sometimes.


***


Dash breathed out as she finally relaxed on a cloud near Sweet Apple Acres. She had briefly thought about stealing away in Applejack's hayloft to sleep off her slight exhaustion, but she had decided not since she could imagine AJ would have some harsh words about finding Dash- yet again- in her barn. It wasn't her fault that AJ's hayloft was a good place to get some sexy times done with Shy. It was at least better than outright doing it in public. "Not like AJ gets laid all that much. She's always about work. I mean I like my work too, but damn." Dash shrugged and fished out the bag of muffins. 

"Applediasiac muffins. Neat name but it feels a bit gimmicky." A lot of the Corner's muffins and pastries were named after puns so she just chalked up the odd name to the Cakes or Pinkie just thinking the idea was funny. She quickly devoured the muffin- years of rushing every little thing in her life to save time had given her terrible table manners that Fluttershy often commented on. But Dash was alone and totally fine with eating all these muffins. "What Shy doesn't know won't hurt her all that much, plus these have been killing me all day." She lightly patted her dumb looking ball bra and sighed. 

She did have to say that the muffins were fantastic since the light apple flavor didn't overpower a taste she couldn't exactly place, though she just chalked that up to the Corner using some weird flavorings for the season. She leaned back into the comfy cloud and wondered if she could do  a quickie hoof rub and check out her dong. "I mean I catch Thunderlane doing that all the time." Though to be fair, a lot of pegasi liked sneaking away to clouds and doing it. It was seen as a tad bit romantic.

She shrugged and fished for the clasp that kept her dick hidden away- Rarity had combined the idea of a bra and stallion boxer shorts and fashioned them into something aping fashion. The unicorn had had to come up with the design on the fly since most stallions wouldn't come up with such a gaudy idea or they were only gifted in one area down below. Rainbow didn't notice that Rarity's hoofwork wasn't the most impressive since Dash knew nothing about fashion. She just knew it worked and that was that. 

Dash reached in with a hoof and gingerly rubbed her sheath. She moaned as the slight touch woke up her sexual python which quickly snaked its way out of her bra shorts and greeted the cold December air. Dash washed it go up and up, a blue pillar that announced itself to the world. She was terrible at judging a thing at a glance so she guessed it was easily as long as her short self- four feet in total give or take a foot. It had an odd shaped head and flare as it seemed to get larger the further away from her, the dark blue head of it looked to be twice as thick as the rest of it- like there were two distinct flares smashed together on one cock. "Potions are an odd thing I guess." she just blurted out to nopony in particular, just figuring that it had to be because of the potion that it looked a tiny bit odd. She shrugged. It wasn't like she could change it anyway, she wasn't an egghead unicorn.

It was Twilight who made the potion originally- Dash was just glad that she didn't wake up with like tentacles coming out of her crotch. She didn't know what an egghead like Twilight and an ancient mare who stayed on the Moon for a thousand years came up with on their off time but it had to be some extra weird shit. 

Dash finished the rest of the muffins and laid back content for a moment as she let the crumbs fall through the cloud. She just sat there appreciating the moment since she was finally off her feet for the first time in a few hours and her muscles were glad. She absentmindedly stroked her unruly bait and tackle, wishing her plush mountain of a yellow Pegasus was there to attend to her. She imagined Fluttershy suckle on her cock lovingly while rubbing her entire soft body up and down the large pole. "Uh, yeah, wish you were here, Shy." 

She bucked her hips as the muffins secret ingredient kicked in. She ground her hidden velvet cave on the big boulders of her balls. She still had her feminine equipment hidden behind her masculine tower. Dash tried to get up but the weight of her body was too heavy for her to easily roll over. She felt incredibly hot as she started sweating bullets as her body started demanding to fuck something, anything at all to alleviate her need.

She rolled over on her side, faintly noticing that her fat disproportional nuts were quickly growing from fat watermelons to cider barrel size in a matter of a minute. "Really? I barely even. . .fuck." She collapsed in a heap as a massive orgasm rocked her core, yet only a trickle of pre-cum leaked out. She grit her teeth as she tried to stand, her legs wobbling as the sheer weight was making it impossible to stand for more than thirty seconds.

She grimaced as she realized that Pinkie just had to play a prank on Dash. “Pinkie, today of all days you had to pull shit like this?”

She moaned as the aphrodisiac hit its stride and she tried to figure out a way too quickly cool off her need: from imagining Granny Smith extra naked, to thinking of cool water, to just thinking of math problems since- unlike Twilight- she wasn’t turned on by difficult problems to solve.

Nothing worked and Dash grimaced she felt her balls drop through the cloud as they broke the surface tension, the cool winter air now fully encapsulating the hot balloons of her blue balls in cold, cold air. It was like the wind was giving her a hoofjob. She bit her lip to stifle the moan that she so desperately wanted to let out. She knew she was in Sweet Apple Acres airspace and Applejack had eerily good hearing for an earth pony- if the orange mare looked up and saw two large blue balls swaying nicely in the breeze, AJ would figure something was up.

And Dash knew she was a terrible liar- or at least AJ being the whole Element of Honesty made the mare a walking lie detector.

Either way, Dash needed to get back to Shy’s place as quickly as possible, she could feel her grip on the cloud slip slowly as her center of mass was inching lower and lower as her bloating nuts that probably were the size of a hoof cart now dragged her out of the cloud’s pull. The only thing keeping her airborne was her deft control of Pegasi magic and her wing power.

But even then she was just staying in the air- she had no forward motion to speak of. 

“Celestia damn it.” Dash grimaced as she saw the only option forward. “I have to fuck a cloud.” Dash rolled her eyes and wondered what Thunderlane and the other stallions would say if they knew she was going to try and seed a cloud solo. Pegasi usually did this in teams to celebrate the new spring and provide the ground with much needed moisture.

The first spring rains in every town with a weather team were remnants of orgies past.

She bucked her hips and grunted as her fat anaconda snaked it’s way into the cloud’s pillowy depths and each hilt and slow pull back pushed her into the airstream that worked it’s way near the edge of the Everfree Forest due to her weight of her quickly growing pendulous orbs.


***


Applejack sat on top of the ridge that was the highest point of the Acres and saw the air from her breath surround her as she breathed out. She was out here clearing a path so Bloom and her friends could go sledding safely since the snow’s sudden appearance this last week had made her unable to pick up the few rocks that were left in the orchards. She wiped her brow and looked up and froze in shock as she saw the largest prize winningest testicles she had ever done saw in her life just swinging away in the breeze.

“What in tarnation?” She sat back and just stared in awe and fear as the cloud ambled along its way towards one particular area.

Fluttershy’s cottage. The dark blue tinge of the testicular tissue and the destination clicked for the orange mare- she wasn’t an idiot and she could easily put two and two together. Plus Rainbow Dash was the only mare plum stupid enough to drink Twilight’s mad science drinks and not think it was a no good, terrible idea to mess with the laws of nature.

She gulped and shook her head. She was mighty, mighty curious but she knew better than asking Dash of all ponies what in the hay she was doing. She looked down and quietly knew that she would have words for Twilight. She would have words for Dash but sometimes it felt like the pegasus had a stump in place of brains or common sense.

“I ain’t gonna ruin my day corralling her idiocy.” She had enough issues dealing with Bloom and the other Crusaders.


***


Fluttershy nervously flitted through the animal pens. She usually finished her twice daily routine in only an hour but she had Dash on her mind. She had begged the small blue Pegasus to go to the hospital when Dash had woke up with her potion given equipment already impacting her ability to move. It was incredibly hot to see Dash like that since her small stature made her impressive equipment even larger to Fluttershy’s size queen tendencies, but it worried her. 

Dash had pushed her worried aside with some mumbled thing about how Nurse Redheart would have zero clue how to fix a Twilight spell and the meek Pegasus had quietly relented.

Angel hopped up to Fluttershy and performed his usual annoyed routine of charades to tell his yellow owner that she was late for his carrot dinner. “I know Angel, dear, give me a moment.”

She lifted the hundred pound bag of animal feed and grunted as she trekked through the pens. “Still I have Harry and the other bears to make sure they do okay when they wake up in their hibernation they have food to eat and the minks have their food requirements-“ she often rambled to herself out loud because her animal caretaker job could be incredibly lonely.

A loud slam came from outside, her chickens clicking their angry reply. Fluttershy breathed out and hoped it wasn’t Dash yet again faceplanting into her animal pens. 

“Don’t be Dash, don’t be Dash, don’t be-“ she hurried out quickly into the yard, her hooves skidding on faint patches of ice as she turned the corner and she sat there dumbfounded for a moment as she realized what she was looking at.

Dash looked at her with lustful eyes and dragged herself as much as she could with her front hooves towards her prize. “I need you, Shy. I’m just so horny. . .” Dash muttered her mantra as Fluttershy noticed Dash’s balls that were now each as large as her small pint sized Pegasus and her incredibly rock hard pillar of meat impeded her progress towards Fluttershy. "I tried fucking a cloud, but its like my dick's stuffed up. Can't even cum without you. Help me, please." Dash started just speaking gibberish as she tried to screw a snowbank to no avail.

She inched towards Dash and prodded her just to make sure it wasn’t one of her own sexual fantasies acting like a mirage in the desert. She poked and prodded the blue Pegasus, swatting her small hooves away, and gingerly pushed upon Dash’s taut sack and felt the incredible heat between the blue mare’s legs. 

It was real.

“I need you so bad. I flew all the way here on a cloud and couldn’t even get off.” Dash had humped the cloud with a ferocity and passion that had broke the Pegasi magic that kept every cloud together. Above Fluttershy’s house, the cloud had shredded apart and Dash had fallen fifty feet to the ground in a heap. She whispered out her words because the sheer pain of the fall on her tender parts had knocked all the wind out of her lungs.

Fluttershy felt Angel’s tiny paw on her hoof and the mare broke out of her reverie. She looked down and quickly translated Angel’s charades into Equestrian ‘Your dumb mate got a stupidly huge carrot.’

Fluttershy blushed as she had very loosely translated that since her bunny had swore like a sailor to make fun of Dash’s horrible predicament. “Angel, be nice. Now I could lift her easily if she didn’t have all of. . .that.” Fluttershy waved a hoof over the largest dick and balls she had ever seen on an animal- in books or otherwise.

She bit her lip as she felt a wetness that wasn’t her best moment. “Get Harry the bear and I can fix this. Or at least keep this okay. Stable. Yes, stable.” 

Angel rolled his eyes. He knew that his owner was lying through her meek teeth but he didn’t want to get the Stare. Sometimes treating his owner like a small kitten was the simplest. Plus he despised her mate, the dumb idiot Pegasus doing some stupid magic stuff? Maybe the mare would explode or starve to death as her stupid dick trapped her unable to hunt for food and Angel would have his owner back to himself again. Either way he would never let the blue mare forget getting stranded because of her blueberry balls. He would tell every animal in the Everfree about this and it would become a legend passed down for generations.

He hopped away to warn the bear about this stupid charade.


***


Harry the Bear lumbered through Fluttershy’s cottage, careful not to break the small chairs or knock any pictures off the wall. He had looked at the nonsense that Angel had warned him about and decided that Fluttershy could be the one to marehandle the small Pegasus’ lower half. He lifted most of the weight but he wasn’t putting a claw near those over stuffed balls. One wrong move and they might explode. Angel had been insistent that the blue one was fit to blow.

It reminded him of those odd gems in the Everfree that made things extra large. He had seen animals fall into the grove of gems and starve to death as their bodies collapsed under their own weight. He chalked this nonsense up to the blue one doing something that dangerous.

Fluttershy breathed out and hefted the rest of Dash into the bed and she heard her bed scream in protest as she guessed that Dash’s weight had easily quadrupled in the six or so hours since they had seen one another. She waved Harry away with a distracted hoof and waited for his lumbering steps to leave her home with a noticeable slam. He was still a mostly wild animal and doors were not his forte. She ran through her animal checklist and was glad that she couldn't find a woodland creature she hadn't fed or given assistance too. It was going to be a rather hard winter storm coming in the night and she had to prepare. She smiled briefly as she realized there was one creature she was incredibly inattentive to- her prizewinning stud of a stallion sitting here with a near delirious fever.

"Dashie, I'm here." She whispered her pet name for her oldest friend in her ear and waited for the mare to wake. She was no charming prince like in one of Rarity's stories, but she could dream that her ravishing Dash would wake and take charge. She was always into that kind of relationship- the stallion, or in her case- mare, would decide her days. Not to a hypercontrolling degree, that would be awful, but being the largest mare in the room made ponies suppose she was the tough one, the one who took charge and it just wasn't true at all.

Dash's eyes fluttered open, the telltale signs of aphrodisiacs making her stare unfocused and dim. Fluttershy was knowledgeable about many a home remedy, herbal potion or noxious psychedelic weed to change ones mood. She was an acquaintance of Tree Hugger and there were more than enough times that the hippie earth pony had come to her house under the influence of some unknowable mind altering substance. She rolled her eyes and quickly hoofed it to her connected bathroom and grabbed a few quick herbal remedies. She was already planning on helping Dash solve this bloated dick's issue- she wasn't going to spend an hour coddling a lovedrunk Dash about her undying adoration about her mare bits. 

"Drink this. It's not going to be pleasant, but the main issue should generally stop. Mostly." Fluttershy held the glass out carefully and guided the concoction down her prismatic mare's gullet. She felt bad for a moment since this predicament all started because of her giving a potion to Dash under duplicitous circumstances. 

Dash coughed and sputtered and her sight cleared. "Fluttershy, why am I in your bed and holy fuck what the hay happened to me?" She patted her dick and balls, the unfortunate ball bra that had contained her girth and heft long since torn asunder by her frantic motions and incessant growth. It looked obscene. "I can totally explain, see this is mostly from a Pinkie Prank, not me being an idiot."

Fluttershy briefly nodded. "Uh huh. Like the time you ran into my chicken coop at Mach Two to see if chickens could fly. Elizabeak and the other hens are still traumatized about that."

Dash rubbed her head. "Yeah, well, like that but she like gave me muffins that caused most of this." She gestured at her aching crotch. "So can you like help a dicked out mare out cause else I'm not going to have a good time. Seriously this shit kind of hurts in a 'I beat some kind of record but in a possibly bad way' kind of way."

Fluttershy rolled her eyes. "I was going to do that anyway. You know exactly how I get when I see such virile specimens." Fluttershy pushed Dash's whole upper body back with a tender hoof and carefully slid above Dash's log of a penis. "Say yay or else I won't help you."

"Seriously?" Dash sighed. "Yay."

"Louder, with feeling this time Dashie." Fluttershy ground her nethers into Dash with some force to show that she meant business. "I mean it's only fair. You have been helping me with being assertive and my wing power, I can help you with your. . .large. . .blue. . .balls. . ." Fluttershy flapped her wings at each of those words and she let each word last for an incredibly long time before she stopped flapping her wings and dropped her weight upon Dash's prodigious pecker. She kept repeating that action until Dash relented.

"F-fine. Fucking yay, yay, yahoo, whatever you want me to say, just get me off. Please."

Fluttershy smiled like an angel. "All you had to say was please." She angled herself over Dash's blue python and let the pillar raise to attention. Dash had to work for it. She was a Wonderbolt first and foremost, if Fluttershy caved the moment she saw a specimen like Dash's phallus, she would be no better than a fully wild animal. Wild animals had their own ways of doing things and their own sense of emotions- but they ran on instinct and Fluttershy's base instincts told her to fornicate with reckless abandon.

Fluttershy felt the monolithic cock enter her in one fell swoop as she raised herself above the penis and dropped. She kept her eyes shut, imagining that the long dong would fully split her in half since she wasn’t dumb enough to think a six foot penis would fit inside her at all. She blinked as she watched her skin stretch around Dash’s fifth leg like a skin condom. She could see the large thick penis raise up between her chest and angle itself above her head. It was obscene and slightly terrifying even to Fluttershy’s size queen self.

“You’re super tight, Shy. Like this is amazing.”

Fluttershy was just surprised she wasn’t dead. By this point she should be- she still had bones in her body and yet it seemed like they didn't exist. “Yeah, just give me a moment.” She breathed out and counted to ten to center her nerves. Either this was a dream or Twilight’s potion did more than what Fluttershy had written in her note. Quickly sending a prayer to Celestia for good luck, she shifted her weight upward and began the long arduous process of using her wings to get to the apex of Dash’s magical cock.

Fluttershy slammed down again and rode her mare like a sex toy- Dash was so encumbered by her cart sized nuts that all the small mare could do was whimper in joy as Fluttershy’s tight wet cave massaged her turgid pole. 

Fluttershy bounced every time she came down since Dash’s sack was like the more sexual bouncy castle she had ever seen. Soon enough Shy had a quick rhythm going like a little jackhammer as she tried to get Dash to cum.

She worked and worked for minutes on end- it felt like time had slowed to a crawl, but her alarm clock showed it had only been fifteen minutes since she had arrived in her room with Dash. The pummeling of her vagina numbed her sense of time and the waves of pleasure that dulled her senses soon flashed back to life as Dash’s body shook like a building ready to collapse.

Fluttershy pushed her head back as an orgasm rocked her core, the yellow mare shouting as loud as she could- to most it was barely above a yell, but to Fluttershy it was like a death scream.

Dash’s cock bloated larger as it shot its first of many loads, the power of the dual blast, since Dash’s cock was slowly splitting into two separate cocks due to the heady mix of alcohol, potion, and aphrodisiac had horribly twisted the original design of Twilight’s potion into a mutation that neither Pegasus would truly mind-  both separate heads shot their streams into Fluttershy.

Fluttershy bucked her hips onto Dash’s balls- kicking them as hard as she could to milk every drop of the thick liquid that was Dash’s cum. It felt like she was getting filled up with thick pancake batter or even vanilla pudding as she watched her stomach try to contain it all. She breathed out as she tried to get as much air as she could since she felt like an overfilled condom and yet Dash didn’t feel like she was done. Dash hadn't cum since the last time the two pegasi had rutted and her baby batter was backed up with its need for release.

Fluttershy gripped onto the faint outline of Dash’s cock that outlined her womb and held tightly as she waited for the flood of cum to ease up. She felt the seal between her and Dash’s privates leak ever so slightly as her womb wasn’t enough to hold an ocean, the lake of cum that leaked out spilled over her bed and onto Dash’s prodigious balls started pooling on the fat orbs before leaking through Fluttershy's bedroom floor to the the floor below.

That was one of an uncountable number of sexual encounters between the pair of Pegasi throughout the night- Fluttershy’s tidy room slowly became a mess as Dash’s body slowly eclipsed the bed and became the solitary fixture of the room. . .
> Big Balls
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Dash groaned as she woke up from a long and deserved rest, the few hours of testing out her new favorite magical dick had exhausted her and both her and Shy had crashed on the bed, curled up in each others hooves and fell asleep. She moved around and groaned as she bumped into what she thought was Fluttershy, the mare mountain was hard to move sometimes due to how large and in quiet charge she was. She pressed on the fleshy backside of her mare and groaned as she felt the touch. That was odd. She tried moving and was unable to move much in either direction. 

Dash opened her eyes and balked as she took in her overnight growth. She now was probably the most hung pony in all of Equestria, barring any magical shenanigans some horny unicorns or alicorns pulled. Her balls took up the entire room, their weight making the smashed bed she knew she was on nonexistent as the taut sack tried to hold a veritable flood of white. Dash blinked as she had wondered where Fluttershy had gone off to or how the yellow mare hadn't woken up screaming bloody murder. Dash finally found her perched on the tops of her very blue balls- in more than one way- and blissfully unaware that Dash's equipment had blown up to extra unwieldy dimensions. 

Dash felt a twitch both to her left and right and her eyes shrunk to pinpricks as she realized why that could be possible, sure she was the most hung pony in all of Equestria- barring a record check- but as two large and incredibly thick pythons of virile masculinity rose to attention, Dash knew she had a problem.

And a quickly growing one at that.

"Fluttershy! Wake up! I kind of have a major issue."

Fluttershy yawned and stretched, patting what she thought was her mattress and rolling down the hill of testicular terrificness. She landed in the valley between Dash's balls and multiple dicks and looked up at the pillars and swooned as a flood of emotions ran through her mind- fear, arousal, hunger, more arousal. Really most of it was her size queen antics that she could usually keep buried coming up for air the moment a massive and completely unfuckable cock entered her sights. Flutttershy could still find a way to get creative as she still could run her body up and down the poles like a flesh condom. A part of her hoped Twilight’s potion still worked so she could stretch her insides over both massive cocks and she could get truly filled up with thick cum like a hot air balloon. "Holy Celestia, Dash this is. . ."

Dash squirmed as the contact of Fluttershy's plush self had activated the beginnings of a quaking orgasm that could destroy the cottage. "Shy, I need to cum. Like a lot and I can't move."

Fluttershy stared at the two massive dicks, unfurling themselves in her bedroom and glanced at the cold winter air that she knew was outside. She weighed her options- option one: literally drown in a cum bath to end all cum baths. Rarity would be exceedingly jealous and it would be the best story for her coming spa day. But glancing at the gurgling orbs that pulsed with life. . .yeah, she'd rather be alive to have way more fun with. . .both of Dash's dongs. The blue balls to end all blue balls aside, she groaned as the other option hit her mind. 

Fluttershy flapped her wings and flew as fast as she could to open the windows- the small exits to the world the only way she could think of letting Dash cum without flooding or destroying her whole house. 

Fluttershy heard the floor cracking as the blue balls reached unknowable sizes- all she could think of was two large ships breaking through the ice. She was surprised that her floor hadn’t collapsed yet from Dash hefty coin purse.

Dash whimpered as the sheer surface area of her sack meant that she was rubbing against the entire room- myriad orgasms that just fueled her growth hit her all at once, her balls noticeably bouncing as they filled with even more cum. She felt the wall to the stairs collapse as her balls acted like a creature with a mind of its own, crushing all in its wake. It was something out of one of Pinkie’s horror movies and yet it was all Dash.

She would have laughed but the floor collapsed beneath her right before she could, the weighty wrecking balls crushing Fluttershy’s first floor, a wet splat announcing her appearance. Dash shivered as she realized that as she looked down she could see a foot of white- her thick cum- flooding Fluttershy’s living room. She knew she was incredibly- probably magically- backed up as she felt the remains of Shy’s first floor float around her growing testicular tissue. 

She was a force of nature and, going by her instincts, only going to get bigger.

She looked up on her perch atop her room sized balls, kicking her useless limbs since she was immobile as she was more dick than pony at this point and her legs had been so short anyway that she hadn't been able to walk in a while. If she hadn’t eaten Pinkie’s muffins she might still be able to amble around but she doubted it. Her balls had grown far too big and she sat atop them just watching the destruction and feeling each growing orgasm like she was getting punched in the gut each and every time.  

She looked up above her head by leaning back and letting her whole small body sinkinto the turgid orbs and saw Fluttershy ten feet above her snaking Dash’s dongs through the windows.

Dash felt like she was punched in the gut yet again as the frigid air hit her sensitive flares, the two thick cocks reacting by reaching their full size and ripping off an entire corner of Fluttershy’s roof in the process. Thousands of pounds of wood were flung far into the distance as her dual dongs woke up and showed off their length and girth to the world. 

The pillars of meat looked like two large new chimneys, dark blue almost black, the forty foot dicks just dwarfing Fluttershy’s cottage in height.

Dash screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain as her body decided now was a good time to cum again, the muscles needed to release the veritable flood of cum leaving her breathless for thirty seconds.

Dash blacked out as her body just released a winter wonderland upon Fluttershy’s corner of the Everfree Forest- cumshots reaching hundreds of feet in the air before raining down in a torrent. Once the tap was turned on, there was no hope to stop the flood- a winter wonderland of snow already blanketed Fluttershy's grounds but soon a second white fluid flooded the nearby river and still she kept cumming. 

Dash swooned as her body was racked by pleasure over and over and all she could think about was Twilight coming in and ruining her fun. Sure, she was unable to move. That sucked balls. But there was some upsides- she couldn't think of them now but she'd figure out something. But no, Twilight would be freaking out about rules and regulations and how she couldn't be more dick than pony. "Still would do this. Why would I listen fully to an Egghead who thinks new books are the pinnacle of living. Ponyfeathers, she probably didn't get laid before being an alicorn. Super virgin powers, activate." Dash laid back on her balls and stared up at the sky. "Would make sense why she spent like two years just making sex potions."

She felt her balls crush the small cottage entirely and as she rose higher and higher into the air, she blithely wondered how colossal she would become. 

“Well, Twilight can probably fix this. Maybe.”

***


Twilight cantered towards Fluttershy's place as quickly as her hooves could go. She would have teleported there but if the odd reports of what Dash’s magical dick was like, she’d rather have all her magical reagents, anti-magic or otherwise, to combat whatever nonsense that Dash caused. She quickly penned the first draft of her missive to Celestia in her head as she juggled a veritable mess of potions that could help with this predicament. She could have taken Spike with her to have an extra pair of helping claws but she decided against it- the drake was already asking questions about Rarity, Twilight didn’t need to have another awkward talk about dragon biology so soon.

She walked up the crest of the hill that denoted the furthest reaches of what could be termed the outskirts of Ponyville. She sat there for a brief moment as she was, for once, actually unable to understand what she was looking at. Sure, she knew what a penis looked like in books and could scientifically name every part that made stallions and mares different due to sexual dimorphism and the ways gestation affected sexual characteristics. She could easily prepare a scientific paper upon what she was looking at- but the scale of Dash’s. . .for lack of a better term. . .magical fuck up was a lot.

She had expected Dash to completely break every rule of her potion- Twilight knew Dash well- but her prediction of final size projections was a relatively massive, if manageable, penis and balls, not a penis the size of a small skyscraper in Canterlot and balls that were larger than the remains of the cottage they sat in. Twilight would actually be impressed if she couldn’t see the blinding magical radiation that told her that Dash’s size wasn’t at all stable. 

She’d rather tell Celestia about a funny story where Rainbow Dash might have, tangentially or not, learned a lesson. Not a horror story headline where uncontrollable magic potion use took out Ponyville and the lesser Canterlotian area as they got smothered by blue balls, Dash's dicks snaking out like thick roots as they crushed all in their path. If Twilight didn't stabilize the constantly cumming cojones, they would not stop since whatever Dash did in her hubris had completely destabilized Twilight's work.

Twilight grimaced as she watched the growing lake of cum in front of her lap against the hill she was standing on. “And I also have to figure out how to stop an ecological disaster due to the transitive nature of potions. I bet Fluttershy wouldn’t be glad about woodland creatures with life altering sexual characteristics. . .”

She groaned and got to work. As Celestia’s favorite student, newest alicorn, and Bearer of Magic it fell to her to make this right.

"If Dash says 'would' the moment I get up there and ask if she would do this again, I'm going to lose my everloving mind. Twilight crossed her hooves and hoped the small pegasus had learned some sense in this horrible farce. Though the last twenty times she had done something like this, Dash had always said the same exact word when she asked- 'would.'

"She's hopeless." Twilight sighed and quickly teleported to the crest of the nuts. She had a lot to talk to Dash about. The pegasi's future prospects of mobility being one of them.


***


Spitfire stared at Rainbow Dash. She had seen the small mare only a few weeks ago- she had a message from the crown to allow Dash time to adjust- and had signed off on her vacation days all those weeks ago with a deft pen stroke. Spitfire tapped a faint rhythm on her desk as she tried to  collect her words. It wasn't every day she was rudely woken up by a Celestia missive to warn her about "magical mishaps" and "potion overdoses". Honestly Spitfire had thought it was some of that spam messages that her cadre of 'Bolts complained about- penis growth pills, money scams, weird gems that made things bigger, gold buying opportunities, Kirin Princess scams. The normal annoying stuff you just send to the garbage. 

She had expected Dash to be in rehab for her sheer alcoholism. Not whatever nonsense was sitting right in front of her now.

But no. Dash left her view pushing like a hundred and twenty sopping wet. Looking at her current weight- with gravity spells and the like going and compression shorts so, as the team doctors so graciously put it "so Dash can fit in normal society as much as her condition allows."- Rainbow Dash sat in front of her with the biggest outfit she could get tailored looking painted on and still the tailors had to use another extra large outfit to create a respectable hammock for her sexual equipment. Dash looked like a fifty pound piece of shit in a five pound bag. Like it looked obscene, felt obscene, and probably broke like ten obscenity laws just by having the blue pegasus in her office.

"Explain to me how this shit happened, so help me Celestia, in the plainest way possible. And quick before I decide you are too large to fly."

Dash tapped her hooves together ever so carefully. It had been a weird few weeks ever since her potion overdose. And Twilight had spent boring hours explaining in excruciating detail that due to the potion overdose, the muffin prank, Fluttershy's failed attempt to get her condition stable, and the hours long rutting session that followed- all those things did a number on her physiology. “Twilight had to give me a few. . . a lot of muscle potions to alleviate this.” Dash awkwardly flexed her muscles, her body now closer to a world class bodybuilder than her normal lithe self. 

Her lycra outfit bulged and strained to contain her new normal. If it wasn't her sexual tyrannosaur between her legs weighing her down, it was her new inflated musculature that made it slightly more difficult to move. She would have to apologize to Bulk Biceps the next time she saw the stallion- having big muscles was difficult in its own way.  Dash had resigned herself to be a medical freak of nature the moment Twilight said her body wasn't going back to normal. 

It was either hurt her aerodynamics even when compressed down to this obscene looking frame since even with compression, her bulge and easily noticeable double dongs took up most of the area in front of Spitfire’s desk. . . .which was halfway across the room- her still relatively small legs packed with dense muscles squished the sensitive sack as she tried to stay calm. She was winning the "Largest Cocks in Equestria" prize even when as small as medical and magical science allowed. 

“Even wearing special compression underwear from Rarity makes it still difficult to fly. Though it is still better than my balls alone being larger than a cottage. It's fine. Unwieldy but completely stable and this time it’s stuck. Twilight tried to make it easier to walk but it didn’t take. It’s hard to induce extra height by actually forcing second puberty without having the normal puberty side effects. And draining myself every few hours sucks, but new normal I guess. Being way stronger tan before has its downsides- the strength required to lug this thing around makes opening doors a bit of an issue. A bit too much hoof pressure and I'm putting my hoof through a steel door by accident."  She hadn't meant to figure out how ill equipped the world was for her newfound strength. . .

Pinkie had appeared behind her to apologize for her Pinkie Prank the day after Dash got the final muscle potion from Twilight and well. . .things got out of hoof. She had tossed the hyperactive mare in shock since she hadn't expected a surprise party or Pinkie just appearing out of thin air like the pink mare tended to do.  Pinkie had walked off the aftermath like it just didn't happen. A part of Dash wondered how that was actually possible. With how far the pink pony flew. . .through entire houses and most of Sweet Apple Acres West Orchard before the mare skidded painfully to a stop. . .she should have been far more dead than alive. Twilight had just stared at Pinkie's comically bandaged self in the hospital- the pink mare commenting that 'this gives me an idea for Nightmare Night. . .mummy costume' and chalked the whole accident up to Pinkie being Pinkie. The alicorn had learned not to question Pinkie's unknowable hardiness, Pinkie Sense, or incredible appetite- only madness and pain followed those queries. "Still there's upsides. You know the average stuff. I stand out more. I look technically taller. The sex I already mentioned. So all in all, I'd do it again.“

Spitfire pushed down her sunglasses and sighed. “Well we’ll have to test how quick you still are- even with that- you still are one of the better Wonderbolts out of the new batch.”

Dash silently pumped her hoof, her bicep swelling in response to the simple movement as her Wonderbolt outfit stuggld to contain her. 

“Doesn’t mean you aren’t functionally an idiot. I mean not even Soarin’ would do something this stupid and his brain is more pie filling than common sense. Just means the failed recruits were either dumber than you or not cut out for the job. In short, I didn't give you a compliment. We can't have our formations be negatively impacted by all of. . .that.”

Dash awkwardly saluted. “Won’t let you down, Captain. I’ll work like twice as hard. . .three times. . .to show that this won’t impact me again.”

Spitfire rolled her eyes. “Dismissed.” Spitfire watched Dash waddle out of the room, one leg in front of the other until she reached the door. Dash looked at the small door and sighed as she pushed a singular testicle through and dragged the other behind her in an attempt to fit in a world unequipped for her now. Dash was too large for single doors without some angling of her equipment now- and waited for her newest ‘Bolt mess close the door behind her. She waited for a few more minutes before she was sure Dash was gone. She wasn't sure how fast Dash got around now and she had an image to maintain. “Okay, Soarin’ you can come out now.”

A long breath came from between Spitfire’s thighs. “Finally, I didn’t think you’d ever finish giving her a piece of your mind.” Soarin’s head popped up and stared at his mare. “Though setting sex time between meetings doesn’t always work, my raging inferno. While I love having your thighs crush my head to keep me quiet, I almost lost consciousness there.” 

Spitfire sighed. “So what do you suggest I do with Rainbow? A circus sideshow? Cut her entirely?” Spitfire was of two minds- cutting the Bearer of Loyalty even if she was a bit dumb looked bad. Having a mare more cock and balls than pony didn't make the 'Bolts look great. "Seriously, what do we have to do with all the doors? Put double doors in so Dash doesn't get stuck?" That wasn't a hypothetical question since the blue pegasus had already gotten stuck in the communal bathrooms her first day back and the only sane option had been to knock out the wall. They could have called for a skilled unicorn to teleport her safely out, but the 'Bolts already had an image problem and the rumor mill would eat that up.

“Well she still can fly better than the average Pegasus which is saying something. What was her condensed weight even with all the magic bullshit she’d kitted out with? Like nine hundred pounds? I d give her a medal for being able to lift off or land on clouds. I mean shit didn't the doctors say she has a better wingpower than before? She's a beast of a 'Bolt.” 

He didn’t want to be too excited but she was his sister. He had to be somewhat proud of her. At least he was less weird about Dash than their parents. Mom and Dad were both losing their minds over how special this made Dash. Something about Dash being the biggest deal in Equestria since sliced bread. He just saw this as yet another dumb thing that his much younger sister did to show off damn the consequences.

He wondered if Spitfire knew his family situation. She had his medical records and Dash’s and yet she acted as if they weren’t related at all. They were- Dash was his little sister who was doted on by his parents.

He chalked it up to Spitty’s professional demeanor and her workaholic nature making any real hope to crash and burn her idealized idea of his family life nearly impossible. . .and he just didn’t have the heart to mention why he was so very good at getting Dash to follow rules and regulations. He'd tell Spitfire eventually. He had to one day take her to a family holiday. Mom and Dad were pretty insistent on meeting his marefriends. Especially one that lasted this long.

Spitfire nodded. “Yeah. Dash is good, but I can’t just go and put her in most of the Wonderbolt performances- most of them involve children or commemorate national holidays. She's pretty much a walking liability or lawsuit the moment some concerned parent thinks their little colt or filly had their first sexual awakening cause they saw a cock the size of a national monument do tricks. Two of them to be exact.”

Soarin’ shrugged. “You keep saying you want to have adult fly by performances- have her star in those. I mean she would be a massive draw. And you and I both know the weather services would murder each other for her productivity. Ponyville has her cum tanks on lock for the next time they need a blizzard or rainstorm.”

Spitfire grimaced. “Celestia damn it. You mean use her like a weather cow? Tie her up to a milking machine for like possibly forever to seed clouds? That seems problematic.“

Soarin’ giggled. “I mean you did that to me for like three months when I found a few giga gems. What is the sexy Spitfire becoming prudish in her old age? What did you say when you found me in a similar predicament. . .I quote, "wish that I could lock you in a barn and milk you until I become pregnant and then swim in a lake of cum?”

Spitfire blushed. “I was in my early twenties and you were the first stallion I decided to mate with. And I thought your dick would explode if I didn't milk your-" Spitfire blushed and let the silence reign supreme for a moment. "It was a difficult. . .whatever, it was different. No. It just seems like a bad idea. And Rainbow would have to agree with the proposal and that sounds like a hassle.”

Soarin’ laughed. “I doubt that’s going to be an issue, Dash loves showing off- just say it’s for a competition or a world record and she’ll jump at the chance. Fire Streak had her eat fifty ghost peppers on a dare just by saying that it was impossible. She did it. And then subsequently had to get her stomach pumped so she wouldn't die. Dash isn't an idiot, she's just gullible. You draft up the "Adults Only Shows" and I'll convince her its a good idea."

Spitfire groaned. "Sometimes I wonder what we even fucking do here."

Soarin' smiled. "Community outreach, search and rescue, and training. If you think this was a dumb idea, imagine Dash being our fire hose. She could totally take out a  massive fire or two easily with her retractable double dongs. . ." Soarin' raised an eyebrow. "Rainbow Dash. . .Cumming to Save the Day."

Spitfire rolled her eyes and stifled a laugh, she wasn't going to let Soarin' break her composure. She had an image to maintain and pushing back on his more harebrained schemes let the Wonderbolts have an even keel. Even if the image of Dash putting out a fire with her newly added equipment was funny. "Fine, but these are going to be above board. No funny business- and Dash gets a cut of the profits for retirement or else this feels exploitative. . .like how would she live when she’s like sixty?" She grumbled as she penned a plan to show off their largest pegasi member ever. Spitfire quickly jotted down ideas for addendums in the rules so this would be a one off mess to clean up. She didn't want "a Wonderbolt member with a cock the size of a house" to become commonplace. It just looked bad enough that every single tabloid paper thought all the Wonderbolts did was have orgies.

Those were team building camps Celestia damn it, not orgies. Sure there were also orgies, but it was the perception of the thing.

Spitfire sighed. "This is going to be a mess."

"This is going to be fun, Spitty." Soarin' held a wingtip to his fiery mare's lips. "Now let us get back to business. My meeting is about to start."

Spitfire rolled her eyes. "You didn't-"

The light blue stallion held up Spitfire's personal calendar and pointed at a hastily scribbled note in his terrible hoofwriting. "Nuh uh. Says right here. Soarin'. Twelve thirty sharp. Well I think it says that. I wrote the damn thing and I actually can barely make it out. Huh maybe those dumb doctors are right- I need my eyes checked."

Spitfire shrugged. "Maybe. But if you do, I pick out the glasses. You have terrible taste- in pies and fashion."

"I'll have you know banana creme is a perfectly good pie. It's better than your pecan pie. Who likes that? Ponies eat the filling not for the pecans, but the sweet inner sugary middle." The two Wonderbolts devolved into a fit of laughter as they both took their place upon Spitfire's desk. "Anyway, I prefer this pie the most anyway." Soarin' ran his tongue up Spitfire's inner thigh. "Yet its the only one I can't have in a pie eating contest. The organizers all say that eating Spitfire Pie is obscene." He grinned as he laid his head on Spitfire's trim middle. "Dunno why."

Spitfire rolled her eyes as her stallion dug in. He may be an idiot, but he was her idiot. And he was a clever, cunning linguist. At least she was glad that being the Captain of the Wonderbolts came with one little office perk- soundproofed walls.


***


Fluttershy ran through her bevy of tasks to do today. Feed the animals, corral all the wildlife, try and figure out the new living arrangements for her and Rainbow. She smiled as she walked through her new and improved cottage- all rather similar to her old living arrangements- she was both a creature of habit and polite. She had shot down all of Rarity's and Applejack's offers to increase the square footage of her quaint little cottage to ridiculous degrees- a third floor, double the space, an entire three other buildings to help with the animal sanctuary she hoped to build one day. She had agreed to at least allow more square feet in her cottage- Rainbow was built like a caricature of a sports athlete now.

She smiled ever so briefly as she let her mind wander. The new look of her small pegasus took some getting used to in their sleeping arrangements. Fluttershy had spent years upon years being the big spoon. Fluttershy giggled as she remembered that she still was a head or two taller than her blue partner. Just Rainbow was a teensy bit wider than her in a few areas. Still this was the best the yellow Pegasus had slept in years- all it took was perching on Dash’s sack and curling up like a cat. It was the best water bed she could find.

And her large backyard let Dash take off her compression bra- and that always led to more. . .

She breathed out and counted to ten. It wasn't the time for her to get lost in thought.

"Okay so first the new arrivals, then check up on the rest of them." She lifted a few buckets of milk graciously donated from the Apple Farm and began her trek outside. Dash's penile rampage and "snowstorm" hadn't destroyed the local ecosystem. Twilight had luckily fixed most of the reversible damage.

She watched a bevy of bunnies run through the snow towards their way to newly furnished burrows. 

No, the opposite had happened. There had been a massive baby boom for her corner of the Everfree. As AJ so tactfully put it when Twilight had stumbled over her words when she pulled out every fact and figure ever known to ponykind- it was "a magical fuckstorm of mega proportions" and, well, Fluttershy had to agree.

She did feel rather horrible about it since it had been her idea to give Dash a huge penis. She absently rubbed her middle and smiled. She wasn't knocked up yet, though it wasn't from lack of trying. She hummed to herself as she imagined come the Spring thaw, she'd be as gravid as some of these newly expectant animals. She knew her base instincts and having the largest two phalli to herself. . .and her natural love of foals. . .she knew sooner or later she'd expect a few foals of her own.

Of course Dash would have to agree first. But the blue pegasus would probably agree to that in a flash.

Fluttershy's daydream of an army of foals was broken by an insistent jackhammer of a rabbit paw above her head. "Sorry, Angel, I got distracted." She looked up in her peripheral vision and saw her rabbit's angry face and quick gesticulations to show that yes, he was very upset about the whole operation. 

"I was going to get to you soon, dear."

Angel crossed his paws and huffed. 

"I have to deal with all the small ones first though." She raised an eyebrow. "And you know most of those are bunnies. From a certain bunny 'stud' if you will." 

Angel looked away and stared at the house, his stance firm and wide. He had to as his peach sized balls squished together as he tapped his feet on Fluttershy’s head. He sat there silently, but Fluttershy had raised the small rabbit from birth and so she knew when the temperamental bunny was bashful- and decidedly proud- about his accomplishments. He quickly chittered some noncommittal answer that it was fine that his owner was tending to his nestlings. He slid down Fluttershy's back as fast as he could- still rather quick all things considered since his sexual equipment now dwarfed the small rabbit even when soft. He nestled into the small of Fluttershy's back and gazed upon his domain. Dash had snidely teased the poor rabbit that 'finally his dick matched his shitty temperament.’

Fluttershy had to break up the ensuing fight as Angel had gone for Dash's eyes while chittering about if he was that bad what did that house sized dick say about her. Fluttershy had said nothing to keep the peace though a small part of her, while enjoying Dash's new hyper maleness, had to wanly agree that maybe Angel had a teensy tiny point.

Fluttershy sighed. The newly enhanced bunny carrot hadn't been Angel's fault- it was just one unlucky rabbit in the wrong place.   Angel had gone to sleep right in his place in her cottage and had in his angry words and gestures, 'woken up in a flood of white and had nearly drowned from the mate's flood and had survived by scrambling for high ground' Which were Dash's balls. 

Cue one angry, soaking wet bunny with a newly mega  enhanced package.

"Angel, I'm going to have to keep my eye on you." The new bunnies were rather cute, if slightly too much like their buck. There hadn't been any major attacks but not for lack of trying. They were each the size of her hoof or smaller currently and yet they had the hearts of lions. She had to put them in their own enclosure just to cut down on the evil scheming and bullying of the other animals- especially the new bears. Harry already had words about Angel's new brood. It was just another issue on her list that she would need to disentangle sooner or later. “We're going to have to make sure you have a breeding program or something so we don't impact the Everfree Forest too much. Bunnies are one thing. Even if they are temperamental. But we don't know how Twilight's potion works on animals besides giving them. . .larger. . .equipment." Fluttershy breathed out. "There's the fear of crossbreeding- magical stuff like this probably doesn't care all too much about pure genetics."

Angel shrugged. He very much didn't give a hoot about magical nonsense. That was for that snooty smart owl or even the smarmy cat he didn't care for. He didn't care about the laws of ponies about how it was 'immoral' or 'not a very good thing' even if he would face the wrath of a thousand Stares from his owner. He was given this huge cock by providence and a near death experience- he was going to use it to the fullest and bunnies would whisper his name down generations in awe of his prowess. He would found dynasties of bunny dens that would last forever. He lazed about and stroked his bunny battering ram and grinned. Think about the possibilities. Bunnies of all shapes and sizes and strains. He hummed to himself and wondered what a bunnicorn could be. If a bunnicorn could even exist. He would be the first to find out and confound the stupid magic horned one and her stupid owl. The Everfree was his and he was its Bunny King. He happily chittered away about bunny world domination. . .

"Angel, you are as bad as Dash sometimes."