When Twilight's friends go off for the weekend, Twilight must find something to do when she's alone.
When Twilight's friends go off for the weekend, Twilight must find something to do when she's alone. Finding a book that she thought was beautiful, she begins to have feelings for it. Probably because she's a total book pony. It doesn't stop there, however, because Twilight's friends have the same problem when THEY'RE left alone.
Re-uploaded after taking it down for a bit due to wanting to work on more serious work. I realized that it didn't matter if I had this on my account. It was fun to write and I'm proud of it, no matter how convoluted this is. Reworked a few things here and there.
“Today is a day to be lazy!” Twilight raised a hoof in the air in confidence. She never thought she’d say those words, but there wasn’t much to do anyways. All of her friends had gone off for the weekend, and because of that there wasn’t anything to report on about Friendship. She didn’t have any reason to go outside, and everything in the library was already organized.
She would have spent the day with Spike, but he had offered to go along with Rarity to her parent’s home when she said she needed someone to carry her things. Twilight sat herself down on her couch, sighing.
“I hope they’re not fucking.” Twilight muttered to herself. She sat on her couch for a while, not moving. She didn’t know what to do, and eventually it started to bother her. She would usually read, but she just didn’t feel like reading today. Like she had said, it was a day to be lazy.
She decided to trot around the library for a bit out of boredom. She didn’t want to go outside, she didn’t want to read, and she didn’t want to talk to anyone really; absolutely nothing. She decided, however, that she would force herself to pick up a book and read it.
She scanned the bookshelf, nothing catching her interest, until she saw a peculiar book she hadn’t seen before. It’s binding was beautiful, and the design was divine. She slid the book out of its place along the other books, turning it to its front side to see the title.
‘Star-Swirl: Magical Discoveries’ the title read.
“Oh, Star-Swirl, who knew you would have such a beautiful book.” Twilight basked in all of its beauty. She hugged the book tightly, as if it were her only true friend. She decided she would read it, so she bounced over to the table in glee and opened up the book.
She read the book for hours, learning new spells and the history of Star Swirls discoveries. When she was done with the book she closed it up and stared at its cover.
“Oh Star-Swirl. That was a wonderful read.” She placed her head on the book, nuzzling it. “Star-Swirl, you make me feel like everything is right in Equestria. I don’t need to worry about anything. I don’t need to concentrate on the Magic of Friendship, or on anything else here in Ponyville. I only need to concentrate on you, Star-Swirl.”
Twilight heard a small drop of water hit the floor behind her. Out of curiosity she turned around, but saw nothing that had made it so. She felt another drop hit her back leg. She realized she was horny; feeling silly for not noticing it before, she chuckled. She kissed the book again.
“Oh Star-Swirl…” She trailed off as she licked the book. Who knew a book could be so sexy? Twilight had thought. She decided to put the book to better use and stick it between her legs. She moaned softly, rubbing it against herself, the book getting wet from her arousal.
“Mother of Celestia this is good.” She bit her lower lip as she continued to rub the book along her pussy. After a while, however, the repeated motion began to become tiresome. She put the wet book down on the table, walking over to the bookshelf to look for a specific book. Her juices ran down her legs onto the floor from the masturbation. She picked up a book finally, reading the cover.
‘101 Ways to Masturbate for Eggheads’ the title read. She smiled as she opened up the book, perusing its contents.
“Dildos.” Twilight read aloud from the book. “Dildo’s can be acquired through your slut friend; use magnets for faster acquiring.” She closed the book; that was all she needed to read. She quickly cleaned herself up, saddened that she would have to give up her current arousal level to go outside to Rarity’s home, but it was an investment.
Twilight opened the door, heading outside. It was a quiet day; bot a lot of people out and about, but either way Twilight didn’t care much. She just wanted to get Rarity’s slut toys. She approached the Carousel Boutique, inserting a key into the door that Rarity had given her in case of emergencies.
“This is kind of an emergency.” Twilight fooled herself, as she walked inside after unlocking the door.
***
“So many dildos!” Twilight pulled out a great abundance of dildo’s from her bag, throwing them onto the floor. Twilight jumped down into the pile, giggling and rolling in them. She picked up one with her hoof and was about to stick it inside of her, when she looked over the beautiful book from before on the table. She looked at the dildo, then at the book.
“I have an idea!” She announced to no one. She took one of Rarity’s strap-on dildos, attaching it onto the book as best as she could. She bent over against the table, and with her magic, Twilight placed the dildo with the book attached directly behind her. She took in a deep breath to prepare herself for the upcoming pleasure.
“Let’s do this, baby!” She cried out as the dildo slid inside of her. “Yes, yes, yes, yes!” She moaned as the dildo started to delve deeper inside. “Star-Swirl!” She cried out as she felt the pleasure take over her, as now she was unable to control her magic. The book slammed its cock inside of her faster and harder.
“Oh Celestia, yes!” She moaned, and finally, with a last scream of the book’s name, she came.
***
Twilight lay on the floor of her library, cuddling the book which now had no strap-on attached. Her legs were covered in her juices, but she didn’t care. She began to lick the book, when suddenly the door opened.
“Twilight! We’re home!” Spike rang as him and Rarity walked into the door.
“I just wanted to thank you Twilight for letting Spike come and help-…” Rarity trailed off as they both looked at Twilight in awe. Twilight looked at them, blushing. She slid the book across the room.
“Twilight, what were you doing?” Spike almost vomited from the sight.
Applejack bucked off the apples on the last apple tree. She had finished the harvesting, after a long while of bucking hundreds of apple trees. She had expected to spend a weeks’ time to finish the harvesting, but she was a few days ahead. She hauled the last of the apples back to the barn, setting the baskets of apples along the sides of the barn.
“Boy howdy! That was a mighty ‘mount of work Ah was able to finish in only a couple of days.” She praised herself. She decided to walk over to the biggest apple tree she could find, and laid down in its shade. She sighed, not knowing what to do next.
All of her friends and herself had been called by Princess Celestia to have a royal feast in celebration of the defeat of Discord, and to celebrate for the next week in Canterlot. Applejack had refused, however. She had to get the apples all bucked down, and she felt that seeing all of her hard work done in time by the end of the Applebucking season would be more satisfying than the celebration.
She was now alone, seeing as her friends were still in Canterlot, Granny Smith had gone to bed at three, and Big Macintosh had gone out with a few friends to drink. Applejack didn’t understand why he went out to drink with his buddies in spite of his injury when he should be at home resting.
“I ‘spose the rest of the day Ah have no choice but to’ be lazy. All the apple trees have been bucked, what else is there to do?” She brought up a good point. Applejack believed she had a very good work ethic, but with nothing to apply it to, what else was she to do?
She sat in the shade for an hour, enjoying the breeze. She had her hat tipped down, so she could doze off happily. Soon however, she awoke a bit groggy, and realizing she was bored. She slipped her hat back into its original position, standing up and walking back to the barn. She walked by all of her beautiful apples that were placed in various baskets along the side of the barn. She stopped, looking at a basket for a few moments before looking around to see if anyone was around; there was no one in sight.
She jumped into the apple basket, burying herself in all of her beautiful apples.
“Ah shucks, apples. Ya’ll are my real friends.” She adjusted herself in the backset until she felt comfortable. “Ah even got ya’ll on my flank. That’s how important ya’ll are to me.” She took a bite of an apple, savoring the flavor. “So good…” She moaned slightly, as the taste was almost orgasmic. “All I need is apples. Everythin’ I do is apples. My career is apples, my favorite clothin’ involves apples,” Applejack referred to the hidden apple pattern that aligned the rim of her hat. “All of my existence is apples. Heck, my favorite and only book is that confusin’ apple book… what was it called?” She shrugged, lounging in the apples.
***
Applejack had decided to pour out all of the apple buckets out inside of the barn. She had jumped into the giant apple pile, hiding herself inside. She was reading her favorite book: ‘The Mathematical Attestation of the Multi-Apple Paradox’. She loved all of her apples. Every single apple was precious to her.
She started to wonder what her friends were up to though. Twilight was probably fucking a book, she thought. She started laughing at the thought. She had heard about the story from Rarity, and she couldn’t help but chuckling.
“Doin’ a book: what a silly thing for Twi’ to do. Ah know she loves her books, but it’s a bit ridiculous. Ain’t that right, apples?” She rubbed all of her smooth apples. “Oh…apples.”
***
“Ah’m so glad ya’ll agreed to have dinner with me.” Applejack raised her glass. She had set up a table and put a very fancy cloth over it. She had a bottle of wine, which she had poured for her and her date. “Don’t be shy.” She winked at her date.
The pile of apples refused to move. They must not have liked the wine. Applejack picked up on this fact.
“Ah’m sorry apples…” She sighed. “Ah think we should skip dinner then, and skip right to the sex.” She grinned. She leapt across the table into the pile of apples. “Take me apples! Take me!” She spread her legs, sticking an apple into her pussy. “Oh yes.” She moaned. She decided to stick one up her plothole as well. She had hundreds of apples to play with. She took a few more apples and stuck them up her vagina.
She felt the apples she was laying in close in on her. She was in an apple paradise. “All ya’ll apples can share me. Ah don’t mind.” She popped out the apples that were currently inside of her. She stuck others in and took them out after a while. She repeated the process, trying to pleasure all of the apples.
“There’s simply too many of ya’ll! I’ve came a lot of times already. Ya boys tire me out! How ‘bout we save this till tomorra’? She pleaded, but the apples refused. She succumbed to the apples wishes, and continued her process of being gangbanged. “Apples! Ah need ya’ll to sto-” She was cut off by an apple landing in her mouth, stopping her plead. She was being gangbanged by apples. She continued her process, feeling violated by the apples. Eventually she felt her pussy and plothole stretch incredibly to the point where she wanted to scream in both pleasure and pain. She was about ready to pass out. She decided that this was the best and worst part of her life so far. So much pleasure, yet so much rape.
Applejack finally flung herself out of the apples, escaping the rapid gangbang. She collapsed from exhaustion, her pussy squirting out juices in one last orgasm, which also pushed out an apple.
***
“Applejack! Ah’m back!” Big Macintosh walked into the barn to see the odd setting: A pile of wet apples in front of a fancy looking table, and Applejack passed out on the ground with her juices dried on the ground. Macintosh didn’t even bother to check up on her. He only shook his head and walked away.
“Goodbye, my little ponies!” Celestia hated to see Twilight and her friends leave Canterlot, but they said that they had to return to Ponyville for Applejack’s sake. Twilight had assumed that Applejack would need help finishing on time, like she did last year. Celestia sighed. She was now alone.
Celestia had an entire country to watch over, but somehow she felt bored without Twilight and her friends; this was especially true since most of the ponies in Canterlot were stuck up snobs. Maybe she could visit a city today, she thought. She decided not to, simply because she wasn’t in the mood to be pampered when all she wanted to do was talk.
“No one understands me, Only Twilight and her friends do!” She concluded. “Maybe I can visit Ponyville!” She jumped in joy at the idea. She sent a letter to Twilight at once to tell them that she would be visiting Ponyville today.
Celestia walked down the red carpet of her throne room happily, going to request a carriage to go to Ponyville, when a letter appeared before her. She opened it up and was disappointed at what it said.
“Dear Princess Celestia…” She read aloud. “I’m flattered that you would be coming down to Ponyville, and I do hope you enjoy your visit, but we have we’re currently visiting Zecora today. Applejack finished her work early, and we had promised Zecora that when we were finished with the Applebucking season we would visit her for the day and test out a few potions. I hope you understand. Promises made through Friendship can’t be broken unless I want to lose them. Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.”
“Fuck.” Celestia threw the letter down. “What else am I to do today?” she muttered to herself.
***
Celestia walked around the Canterlot Garden. She had sat around her throne room for so long she became bored. She stared at all of the statues one by one, admiring their beauty. She continued on until she saw Discord’s statue. She stared at it for a moment before smiling.
“You were always fun, when you weren’t causing misery for everypony.” Her smile turned to a frown. “What put a pole up into your butt, Discord?” She wondered, putting a hoof to her chin.
“Why didn’t you just ask?” She heard a cynical voice echo through the sky.
“I… I don’t know.” She ignored the fact that the voice’s omnipotence appeared from nowhere.
“Maybe I was angry because nopony ever loved me.” The voice echoed. “I’m an abomination that just likes to have a little fun. No one understands me. They treated me like I was something horrible just because of the way I look.”
“And ponies treat me more wonderfully than I ask for because of the way I look.” Celestia added.
“And look at what happened because of it.” The voice echoed.
“What do you mean?” She stared heavily at the still statue
“Well…” The voice paused for a moment. “They treated you nicely because of how you looked, so you ruled kindly. They treated me unkindly because of the way I look, so I ruled them harshly; A chain reaction, my dear Celestia. What goes around comes around.”
Celestia pondered this for a moment, before nodding. “You were only looking for a friend…” She concluded. “Discord… I’ll be your friend.” She smiled at the statue.
“Oh, you will?” The voice echoed in excitement. “It’s all I ever wanted Celestia. All I ever wanted was a bit of fun with a friend.”
The statue started to crack, and from the cracks came a bright light that blinded Celestia for a few moments. When she could see again, she saw Discord staring her down. “What should we do first?” he asked.
Celestia thought about this for a moment. “Let’s visit Ponyville.”
“Ponyville?” Discord flew back, looking at her with a confused look. “Do you want the ponies to use the Elements of Harmony on me again?” Celestia looked away. “Oh, you just want me to stir up a bit of ruckus so Twilight Sparkle would be forced to come and see you.” He practiced his omnipotence. “I see now you love her more than you love me!” He joked around.
“Discord, I would never sacrifice you just so I can see Twilight Sparkle. In fact Discord, I love you with all of my might.” She approached him. Discord was surprised by the confession. “I want you to make love to me.”
“Princess Celestia!” A Royal Guard approached her. “Are you... alright?” He wore a look of confusion as he watched her caress the statue of Discord. She snapped out of her fantasy, looking at the statue then at the guard.
“Yes… I’m alright.” She smiled. “I want you to clear out the Royal Garden for a few hours, do not ask me why. Thank you, my little pony.”
The guard, without a question, proceeded to give orders to all that were around the garden. Celestia waited for everypony to be gone before she went back to caressing the statue.
“You’ve been a very bad boy, Discord.” She kissed his frozen lips. She wrapped her hooves around him, and rubbed her pussy on his body. She began to get wet. “Oh Discord…” She got off of him and positioned herself at his tail, sticking it into her pussy. She moaned in pleasure. She did this for a while before she came. “You probably want to do my plot as well…” She licked her lips before pushing his tail into her plothole.
“Discord! You’re stretching my plothole!”
“That I am.” She returned to her fantasy. Discord pushed his tail deeper inside of her. He continued to thrust it in and out until Celestia went crazy with pleasure and pain. Afterwards, Celestia mounted his cock, fucking it as hard as she could. Discord thrust himself in and out of her.
The statue of Discord’s balance started to sway from Celestia’s thrusting, and soon enough the statue fell forward with Celestia still rubbing herself on him. She fell with the statue, it falling down in a position however that kept Celestia mostly safe. She had a crushed hoof, but she didn’t seem to feel it. She came from her fantasy, her hooves still wrapped around him.
“Oh Discord…” She moaned.
“Princess Celestia!” Royal guards surrounded her, as they had come as quickly as they could once they heard the statue fall. “Are you alright?”
“I thought I told you to keep the garden clear!” She blushed from the embarrassment of the statue being covered in her juices, and that she was still wrapped around it. She looked at all the faces: Some disgusted, some were blushing.
“Let’s just never speak of this again.” All of the guards agreed.
Rarity stitched the dress she was working on, putting on the finishing touches and hemming a few edges. She had a lot of dresses she had to make, seeing as she was about a week behind from going to Canterlot for a week. She had been invited to go visit Zecora today, but she decided she couldn’t.
“Sweetie Belle” Rarity looked towards Sweetie Belle who stood in the corner. “Be a dear and get the fuck out?” Rarity smiled at her little sister. Her sister groaned, walking out of the room.
“Just wanted to help…” Sweetie muttered as she left the room and shut the door behind her.
“Ugh…” Rarity shook her head. “Only Cutie-Mark she’s going to be getting any time soon is a dick up her plot.” She continued to work. She was tired of Sweetie Bell, and didn’t even allow her to just stand out of the way. She stopped her work and sighed. “No…No… She’s a good girl… her hearts in the right place.” She continued working until she heard a crash come from down stairs. “And my hoof is going to be in the right place up her plot.” She muttered in frustration.
“Rarity!” Her sister called. “What’s with all of these dildos?” Rarity froze. Did Twilight forget to put them back where they belong, she thought. Twilight had told her that she put them in the box underneath her bed, and she didn’t bother to check because she trusted Twilight.
“Twilight has never lied to me before…” She seemed more concerned about Twilight lying than the actual dildos. “What has gotten into her lately…I just hope she actually washed them like she said she did.” The thought of Twilight’s dried juices entering her wasn’t a pleasant thought.
Sweetie crashed into the room. “Can I have one?” She wondered.
“Take them all.” Rarity told her without even looking away from her work. “Twilight did them all and I bet she never washed them.”
“You can keep them.” Sweetie Belle left the room. Rarity giggled softly.
***
“Have fun at your sleep over at the Cakes tonight, girls!” Rarity waved to the Cutie Mark Crusaders, whom waved back. She shut the door and decided to start washing all the dildos. She filled the kitchen sink with water, filled it with soap and left them to soak for a bit. She shook her head.
“I doubt she actually washed them.” She walked up the stairs to her room to continue her work.
After a while she finished a few dresses, and decided to go back and thoroughly wash the dildos after they had been sitting in the sink for a long while. She walked down the stairs to the kitchen and noticed that three of them were gone.
“I know I had seven here…” She counted the ones in the sink again; only four.
“What the fuck is going on here?” She let out her anger by smashing her hooves into the water. She sighed deciding to just scrub the ones she had.
After she was done, she walked back upstairs to her room with them in her magical grip. She put them in her box, and got back to work. She quickly finished up her dresses. She seemed to be finishing them twice as fast as normal, most likely because she had all of this raw energy from being angry that she just spent it on sewing. She had the rest of the night to herself.
“I hope those girls aren’t causing Mr. and Mrs. Cake too much trouble…” She pondered on the thought of it. “I’m sure they’re alright…” She fooled herself. She decided she would brush her mane for the hundredth time today.
She walked into her bathroom and started to brush her mane. She looked in her mirror and from the corner of it she spotted a mannequin in her room that looked different from the others. It stood up by itself without a stand, like it was a normal pony.
“What is this?” She turned around and looked at the mannequin, but it had returned to its normal state. “Oh… I must just be tired is all.” She turned back to her mirror. “Perhaps I’m just stressed. I shouldn’t let all this dildo nonsense get to me. I should just brush my mane.” She told herself
“But your mane is already perfect.” She stopped brushing at the calm, male voice that came from her room.
“Excuse me?” She walked into her room and saw that one of her mannequins was missing.
“Your mane: you don’t need to brush it anymore.” She looked over to her wardrobe to see a blue colt eating an apple on top of it.
“What are you doing in my room?” She freaked out at the stranger inside of her home. The colt jumped down onto the floor and approached Rarity.
“I’ve been here for a while.” He breathed on Rarity’s neck, which gave her chills.
“I’m not that kind of girl.” She pushed him away, knowing what he was planning by that move.
“Twilight made it sound like you were.” He took a bite of his apple again. “She’s a beautiful mare, but not as beautiful as you are, Rarity.”
Rarity blushed at the complement. “Well… Thank you.” The blue colt nodded.
“May I treat you to dinner?” He asked her. “I make a mean salad.” He joked around.
“I think that would be just lovely.” She smiled.
***
The colt prepared the salad, placing it on two separate plates and putting both on the table across from each other. He grabbed a cushion from the couch and set it in front of the table where Rarity would sit.
“What a gentlemen.” She sat down, smiling.
“I try my best to treat the most beautiful mare in Equestria the right way. You deserve it.”
“Oh please, you flatter me!” Rarity tried to contain her blush. The Blue colt started to eat his plate of salad gracefully. Rarity did the same.
“Oh this is simply divine…um… You’ve made me dinner and you’ve complimented me, but I’ve yet to learn your name.”
“It’s Quinn.” He smiled.
“An odd name for a pony.” She smiled.
“Yes, yes, but I suppose it has to do with my special talent: modeling! They say I’m quite the ‘mannequin.”
“Oh! I get it!” Rarity chuckled. “You know Quinn; this is such a lovely dinner. I can’t thank you enough… or maybe I could.” She winked. The blue colt grinned.
***
“What are you waiting for, big boy?” Rarity spread herself out on her bed. The blue colt laid himself on top of her as they locked their muzzles together in a long kiss. The colt stuck himself inside of her, as she moaned. “Oh yes! Quinn!” She wrapped herself around him as he dug his cock deeper into her.
“Do me harder!” She screamed as she wrapped her legs around him tighter. She let him do her for a while before she stopped him. “Let’s try this.” She winked as she stood up on the bed, her plot facing him. “Want to try my plot?”
Without a word, the colt stuck himself inside of her plot-hole. She moaned in pleasure. After a bit, she felt him cum inside of her.
“Oh yes!” She moaned loudly.
“Rarity?” She heard a female voice come into the room. “What are you doing?”
“Oh… Hello Twilight…” Rarity snapped out of her fantasy.
“Are you doing a mannequin?” Twilight looked at the sight. Rarity had stuck a dildo on a mannequin and had proceeded to stick it up her plot-hole.
“Yes, but at least I’m not doing a book.” Twilight blushed. After a few moments of silence they started to laugh. “Let’s just… not speak of this to the others.” Twilight nodded.
