Fluttershy's love for Twilight inadvertently causes chaos for the whole of Ponyville.
When Fluttershy tells Twilight she loves her, she inadvertently breaks Rainbow Dash's heart, starting an emotional ride of passion and loss for all those involved. And a lot of ponies get involved.
Contains pony sex in most chapters.
The story takes place between seasons two and three, so no Princess Twilight or anything of the sort.
Part One: Shaking the Status Quo Chapter One: Fluttershy’s Secret
Fluttershy stood in front of the Ponyville Library, hoof poised to knock on the door. Except she wasn’t knocking. In fact, she’d been standing in that exact same position for about five minutes now, perfectly petrified. Except for her hoof; that was still nervously shaking.
Come on, she thought, just one teensy little knock, then Twilight will come out and you can finally tell her how you feel.
But it took more than three whole months for you to work up the courage to walk to her house, another voice responded. How could you possibly tell her something so important and unexpected right now?
I’ve come so far, replied the first voice. I can’t just turn around now.
Okay, first of all, you’ve only walked about a mile from your house, the second voice thought dryly, and, secondly, what if she says “no”? Remember how devastated you were when Thunderlane rejected you? You never thought you’d get over him.
Yes, but I know Twilight a lot better than I ever knew him. Plus, who in their right mind could say “no” to a face like this? She smiled inwardly, feeling that her hopeful side had won.
Anyone could, if you didn't get that celery out of your teeth, the negative voice snarked.
Ohmygoodness, she thought before running her tongue over her front, top teeth. Oh no! she exclaimed internally.
See? the pessimistic side thought. You didn’t even prepare yourself properly. You should just turn around and-
No! the optimist shouted back. I’m going to do this. I have to do this! If I never know what Twilight thinks, then I’ll be asking myself “what would she have said?” for the rest of my life. I’m doing this no matter what you or anyone else wants, darn it! With that, she brought her hoof back, and, with all of her might, hit the door with a resounding... light tap.
That was it. She’d done it. Now all she had to do was wait for Twilight to open the door. And wait she did. For over a minute, she stood in front of that door waiting, but Twilight never showed.
“Oh well,” she whispered to herself. She hung her head while starting to turn away. “At least I’ll always have my animal friends...”
Suddenly, the door knob started turning as a purple aura engulfed it. Fluttershy gave a small gasp as her wings fluttered in excitement. She quickly folded them back up, in an attempt to look more relaxed just before the purple unicorn came into view.
“Well hello, Fluttershy,” Twilight said as she greeted her longtime friend.
“Oh, Twilight! So you did hear me knocking after all,” Fluttershy said, trying not to betray too much excitement.
“Uh no, actually. I just saw you standing outside awkwardly a second ago, and wondered if you wanted to come inside.”
“Oh,” Fluttershy disappointedly responded.
There was a moment of silence where Fluttershy looked down at the ground between her forehooves and Twilight’s. Meanwhile, the unicorn stared at her before looking to either side and ending the sudden pause.
“So... Would you like to come in?” Twilight asked, trying to get some sort of response from her friend.
“Oh! Of course!” the pegasus replied as she snapped back to reality. She cantered in, and Twilight closed the door behind her with magic.
Twilight led her friend farther into the main room. “I don’t mean to sound off-putting,” she said, trying to carefully choose her words, “but you just threw me off a little. Normally, ponies just walk into the library during open hours.”
Fluttershy immediately stopped in place and planted a hoof firmly on her forehead.
The negative voice suddenly came back. Great going, Fluttershy, now she thinks you’re stupid. Like I said before, this is just a waste of-
“Though I must say, it’s actually kind of nice knowing you knocked,” the purple mare interrupted her thoughts.
“Really?”
“Yeah. It’s kind of nice being reminded that this is still my place, and that I’m Ponyville’s number one librarian, instead of some mare you go to to check out books.”
Ha! You hear that, Ms. Meanie-Pants? She said that I made her feel important, so just, um, keep away - you know, if you don’t mind - because I, um, don’t need you anymore.
“So, do you want anything? I have some fried asparagus in the kitchen,” Twilight offered.
“Oh yes, please. That would be lovely.” Fluttershy didn’t usually like it when other ponies went out of their way for her, but she was never one to decline the gift of hospitality.
Twilight soon returned with the plate of asparagus and set it down on the table for them to snack on.
“So, why’d you stop on by?” Twilight asked,trying to get the conversation going.
Oh, no reason, Fluttershy thought. I just to tell you how I really feel about you.
“Oh, no reason,” she said. “I just stopped by Rarity’s and wanted to see how you were doing.”
“And how’s she doing? I’ve been doing more studying than usual lately, so I haven’t had much of a chance to talk to her for a while.”
You’re beautiful, smart, and really talented. That’s a really rare combination for anypony, mare or stallion.
“Oh, well she’s been a bit busy too, working in a new line of giant hats.”
Twilight chuckled. “Yeah, she certainly has a thing for those.”
I love you. I love you. I love you. Why am I able to say it so many times in my head, yet I can’t say it once out loud?
“He’s been well. He’s actually out running a couple of errands, so he’ll be gone awhile.”
I mean, if I told you, then we could be dating. Then I could feel your tender lips pressed softly against mine any time I wanted...
“I see,” she said, as she took a bite of asparagus.
“So, is there anything else that you want to do while you’re here?” Twilight offered.
“We could make sweet love all night long...”
Oh, I don’t know. I guess I could look for something new to read.
Fluttershy looked up at Twilight, whose face seemed to be stuck in a visible mix of shock and confusion. The surprised pony’s mouth moved only to form two words:
“Wait, what?”
It was in that moment that Fluttershy realized what went wrong. Her eyes widened as she quickly brought her hooves to her mouth. Her wings instinctively popped up and a response to her sudden fear. Her mind could only form two words:
Oh shit.
...I mean, oh darn... I mean, oh... my.
They sat there for a short while; the air between them silent, and the asparagus growing colder.
Twilight started to smile. She’d read about this before, but had never actually seen it: a slip in one’s speech caused by loud, persistent thoughts. Observing a psychological phenomenon for the first time was only the first reason she smiled, however. The second was that she just learned that somepony liked her. Granted, it came out in probably the weirdest way possible, but, based on Fluttershy’s sudden, embarrassed reaction, it was obviously unintentional. And who better to say it than Fluttershy? Even though she wasn’t a stallion like her parents would have liked, Twilight really didn’t have a personal preference. Plus, she was the cutest pony that Twilight had ever known, both in mannerisms and looks.
Her smile deepened. “Fluttershy... Do you like me?” she asked, trying to play coy.
The pale-yellow pegasus was quiet for a few moments, making sure that the next thing she said wasn’t anywhere remotely as bad as the last. Once she was certain of herself, the floodgates opened.
“Oh my goodness Twilight I’m so sorry it’s just that um well I didn’t mean- It’s just I um when I- I mean what I meant to say was and I lost track of- that is- but I was- books- and um I um well...” She hung her head with a sigh, knowing that any plans she had of telling Twilight in normal terms were well out the window. “Yes.”
“Wow,” Twilight said as she paid attention to only the last word that Fluttershy spoke, and marveled at her situation. “Sorry, it’s just that nopony has ever told me that they liked me before. I’m really at a loss as to what I’m supposed to do.”
“So,” Fluttershy asked to confirm her suspicions for sure. “You don’t mind that I like you?”
“Oh, of course not, Fluttershy! I mean, I knew you already liked me as a friend, si it’s really not that different... Except it kinda is. But in a good way.”
By this point, Fluttershy’s heart was beating wildly, her face shone bright red, and she was trying with all her might to keep her smile from splitting it in two. It felt like a mix of ecstasy and and something somehow more euphoric was flowing through her veins.
“Oh goodness, I was so afraid that you were going to say ‘no’ that I really didn’t know if I was ever going to tell you. And, if I did, that you would think that I was weird for it and everypony would laugh at me, and I’d be forced to move into the Ever-”
“But it’s okay,” Twilight interrupted her friend, not really sure where she was going. “Because, well, I think I like you too.”
Fireworks went off inside Fluttershy’s stomach. Everything went better than she could have hoped. This was the best day of her life, and only one word could describe the was she felt:
yay.
They sat, looking into each other’s eyes and smiling from across the table. It was still the very same table upon which the asparagus was placed, the cooled snack that had long left the thoughts of the newly established lovers.
“You know,” Twilight said, “according to a few romantic stories I’ve read, I think the next thing we’re supposed to do kiss to show each other how we feel.”
“But don’t we already know how we feel?” Fluttershy asked.
“Well, yes, I guess.” Twilight tried to reason her emotions. “But all we’ve done so far is tell each other, and actions speak louder than words, so they say. I mean, I think it would be a good way to seal the deal, you know?”
“Twilight, are you nervous?” the pegasus asked. Normally, she was able to tell the subtleties of a pony’s emotions through their actions, but Twilight’s nervousness as this point might be noticed by a pony more like Applejack. Her sentences were formed as she thought, and her eyes were beginning to dart. She figured it was best to settle the issue before things got worse.
“Maybe. Maybe a little.” Twilight averted her gaze out of embarrassment. “Yes.”
Fluttershy’s eyes widened. “Have you ever kissed anypony before?”
“Well, uh...” She looked her friend in the eye. “No.”
Fluttershy was amazed at how quickly the situation had turned around. Just a few moments ago, she was the one who was so nervous and embarrassed, and now it seemed as though they’d swapped places. It was actually kind of exciting. She had never been the more experienced one in a relationship before.
Okay, Fluttershy, she thought, now it’s time to bring out your inner Rainbow Dash; it’s time for you to be the coach.
“Oh, Twilight, it’s really nothing to be worried about.” She got up and started walking toward Twilight.
“But you’re nervous, too,” the purple unicorn pointed out.
“It’s easy,” the yellow pegasus continued, now almost to Twilight. “You just ready your lips, and...”
And then they kissed. Oh, what a kiss to be remembered! It was Fluttershy’s first kiss with the mare she’d been doting on, and Twilight’s first with anypony ever. Their insides mutually melted in a swirl of euphoric emotions.
It only lasted a good five seconds, and mostly resembled a prolonged peck, but neither really seemed to mind. After, they continued to stare into each other’s eyes, both of their thoughts just incomplete blurbs as they tried to find the words to properly represent how they felt.
Twilight liked it. She wanted more. She wanted to know more about it. As per usual, she wanted to examine this phenomenon as thoroughly as possible. She wanted to delve deeper.
“That was... really something,” she remarked after a few seconds.
“Yeah,” her yellow friend replied, quietly admiring her.
“Do you want to do it again?”
“Mm-hmm.” She started to lean it, but stopped as soon as she remembered something. “Er, just a second,” she said as she turned around. After about five seconds, she finally dislodged the piece of celery from her teeth. She turned back towards Twilight, bearing a big ol’ smile that displayed as many teeth as possible.
“Okay,” she said, now more confident than ever.
They both leaned in as their lips softly smooshed together, their brains recreating the same emotions as last time. This time, however, they stayed together for more than five seconds, much more. After a while of just holding it in place, Fluttershy tilted her head to the side and slowly started opening her lips. Twilight quickly followed suit.
It felt good. So good. Everything might have ended there if Twilight didn’t get a curious little thought that suddenly popped into her head. Now, Twilight was naturally a rather curious pony, her nose always in a book, but she was still reserved enough to keep the bolder, stranger, and more impulsive thoughts inside her head. However, this kiss was awakening new sensations, and, next to alcohol, the strongest purveyor of impulse is burning desire. Her thought: Just how good can I make this feel? So she slowly, nervously started bringing her tongue forward, opened her jaw slightly, and slipped it between her teeth until it hit Fluttershy’s.
Mmm, she thought. Tastes like celery.
Fluttershy was surprised by Twilight’s brazen move, but just took it in stride and offered her tongue in return.
Together, their tongues danced in the dark of their mouths, always in supple contact with each other. Fluttershy let out a soft, purring moan as she lifted her forelegs and embraced her partner, pulling her closer.
The kiss must have lasted at least three minutes because when it broke they both gasped for air.
It was so lovely. Warm and moist. Warm and moist... Fluttershy realized that all this excitement caused these two words to also describe a certain other part of her body.
Oh goodness, she thought, I didn’t think that could happen so quickly! Oh, it’s just so overbearing. Should I ask her if she wants to, you know? Obviously, she likes me, and Spike probably still won’t be home for a while, and... I can’t really think of anything else. Well, I’ve come this far.
“So, Twilight, do you feel satisfied?” Fluttershy asked with a tone that sounded surprisingly seductive for a nervous pony. “Or do you want more?”
“Well, I’m definitely...” She trailed off in thought. Wait. I’m not, but if I say “no,” then that could either mean the kiss wasn’t enough to satisfy me, and “more” could mean getting more intense, which I would really like, or it could also mean that she doesn’t think she’s satisfying me, and I’d be telling her that she’s not good enough. And if I say “yes,” then I still don’t know what she’ll think, and I’m supposed to be good at multiple choice!
“You’re definitely what, Twilight?” Fluttershy asked, wondering why her friend was taking so long to finish.
“I definitely think you can kiss well, and that you yourself are a very satisfactory mare,” Twilight said.
“What? ...I’m just asking if you want to, um, do, you know... it?”
“‘Do it?’ Fluttershy, that could mean a lot of... Ohh. You mean have sex?”
Fluttershy nodded.
“Oh. I thought you meant, like, more intense kissing or something. Then yes, I think I’m more than ready.”
“So am I.” Fluttershy smiled and fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously.
Twilight moved in and kissed Fluttershy, pressing a hoof against her chest, and slowly moving it up and down. Fluttershy suddenly broke off.
“What is it?” Twilight asked, wondering if she’d done something wrong.
“Well, um, don’t you think it would be better if we moved into the bedroom than stay here in the middle of the library where anypony can walk in on us?”
Twilight entertained the thought of how exciting it might be to get caught for a moment, but went against it when she considered how Fluttershy would feel in the situation.
“You’re right. Follow me,” the purple unicorn told her friend with half-lidded eyes.
Twilight led Fluttershy up the stairs. Fluttershy, gazing longingly at her soon to be lover, couldn’t help but catch a glance of Twilight’s hindquarters every time her tail swayed back and forth. The unicorn wasn’t kidding when she said she was more than ready. Her marehood looked so plump and juicy. The Fluttershy noticed the smell it gave off, and it took all of her will to not just pounce her and take her on the stairs.
They quickly arrived in the bedroom, and Fluttershy craned her neck to look at the bed at the top of another, smaller flight of stairs. She’d seen the bed quite a number of times during Twilight’s stay in Ponyville, but she’d never actually wanted to climb into it before, especially with such fervor.
They finally reached it, and Twilight stepped on first, before laying in a pose as seductively as she could manage. Fluttershy jumped and, with a flap of her wings, landed gracefully next to Twilight.
And then they kind of just stayed in place.
“Um,” Twilight started, “does either of us know what we’re supposed to do next?”
“Well,” Fluttershy said wearily, averting her gaze, “I have been with a few ponies before, but all of them were stallions, and they pretty much took control. I really don’t know what to do with another mare.”
“Yeah, in most of the books I’ve read the girl usually starts by taking the stallion’s ‘throbbing mass’ into her mouth. But neither of us has that equipment, and I’m not really sure who the girl in this situation even is.”
“Oh, I guess that would probably be me,” Fluttershy realized.
“Hmm...” Twilight pondered. “Okay, then. I guess that means you go first.” She rolled onto her back, and opened her legs widely. The scent from between the limbs now dispersed well into the air. That was it, Fluttershy couldn’t restrain herself anymore. “So, I guess you should try whatever you think would feel g-AAAH!” She was interrupted by Fluttershy’s tongue as it ran the length of her folds.
Oh Celestia, it was great. Fluttershy began lapping up her juices, and traced her slit all the way up to the clit, but never quite touching it. It was like heaven, as every stroke of the tongue sent a wave of sensation running through her whole body, and the heat in her nethers continued to grow.
It was an amazing new experience for Fluttershy, too. Though she’d never done it before, she had certainly been eaten out, and definitely knew what felt good for her. She seemed to be doing a good job. She also noted that Twi tasted like the smell of old books, and it was delicious.
After a while, Twilight couldn’t contain herself anymore and let out a long moan of pure pleasure. Fluttershy smiled just knowing that she could make a mare love her with her tongue alone. As Twilight continued to moan afterward, Fluttershy couldn’t help but reach low with her right forehoof and touch her sopping pussy just to relieve some of the pressure.
She had been avoiding Twilight’s little pleasure button so far because she didn’t want to overwhelm her, but now that her moans started sounding like a cry for more, she lifted her tongue off of the lips and gave a quick flick to Twilight’s most sensitive of areas. She screamed in both surprise and sudden pleasure. Fluttershy continued, knowing that the cry was not out of pain, and, even if it were, she wouldn’t stop because she knew that both the pain would eventually subside, and she was simply enjoying it too much.
“Oh goddesses, Fluttershy, keep doing it!” Twilight began to scream. “Oh, yes! Keep it up! I think I’m going to- I’m going to... cum?”
Fluttershy had backed off as Twilight declared her closeness.
“Fluttershy, no! Please get back down there. I need you to finish up; I was right there!” Twi tried to persuade her friend.
Fluttershy lifted her head up, and shook it. Twilight saw that her little yellow muzzle was covered with her own shimmering juices, and for some reason that stopped making her think of her as cute, and instead she now saw her as beautiful.
“I don’t think that it would be very nice of me to let you, um, climax so quickly, especially without having tried out something that’s supposed to feel even better.” She winked and Twi smiled.
Well, I wanted to know how good it could feel, the unicorn thought, and I’m damn glad I’m about to find out.
Fluttershy lay down and situated herself on her back with her honeypot facing Twilight. “Okay, I read in a book about something called scissoring, and, when two fillies do it, it’s supposed to be the most pleasurable thing they can do with each other,” she said, working her legs in conjunction with Twi’s.
“What kind of book is that?”
“Oh, I don’t think you’ll find anything like it in the public library.” Fluttershy finished setting up. “All right. Now this might feel a little strange, I don’t really know.”
She pulled Twilight closer, and, only a few minutes after they first locked lips, their others sets were as well. They reveled in that first moment, each knowing that however good she felt, the other felt just the same.
“Now what?” Twi asked, excited for what came next.
“Okay, I remember reading that we shouldn’t buck each other... with our hips, I mean. We’re already... bucking. Um, what we’re supposed to do is kind of move them back and forth and rub. Like this.” She moved her hips around and rubbed Twilight’s pussy with her own, slathering it with a new mix of both of their love juices and Fluttershy’s saliva. Twilight gave a sharp, staggered intake of breath with her wide eyes looking unfocused at the ceiling, while Fluttershy closed her eyes, bit her lip, and whimpered.
For what may have been an eternity of bliss and passion, they rubbed each other with themselves as they slowly rose to their peaks, feeling free to moan, whimper, and scream as much and as loudly as they wanted. They were oblivious to the outside world; the only thing each cared about was herself and her lover.
“Oh Celestia, Fluttershy! This is amazing! Rub faster, rub- Ohh, yes! You’re amazing Fluttershy!”
“Twilight? Twilight, I- I love you!”
“I love you, too.”
It was those very four words that boosted Fluttershy over the edge.
“Oh, Twilight! I’m cumming!”
And it was those words that tossed Twi over the brink.
“So am I!”
They braced themselves as their orgasms hit them like a wave. They screamed as their pelvises convulsed uncontrollably, and their pussy juices flowed freely. Every contracting spasm was as intense as it was euphoric. Fluttershy could do nothing to stop herself.
“Oh, fuck! Fuuuck! Fuck me! Fuck, yes! Fuuuu...”
The climaxes had soon resolved themselves, and they lay intertwined, exhausted, and fully satisfied. Eventually, Fluttershy found the energy to crawl over to Twilight’s orientation, laying her head on the pillow after kissing her partner on the brow.
“Mmm, Fluttershy?” Twi asked, relaxation evident in her voice.
“Yes, Twilight Sparkle?”
“Let’s do this again, sometime. I think I liked it.”
“But Blossomforth couldn’t handle the corkscrew, and started tumbling to the ground! If it weren’t for my awesome reflexes and super speed, she might have ended up in the hospital. Fortunately, I was able to grab her just seconds before she landed on some super jagged rocks!”
Rainbow Dash was having a blast telling her friends at the restaurant about another one of her many heroic deeds. Her friends, needless to say, had tuned her out early on, having heard this particular tale about five times this week. Pinkie Pie, however, looked like nothing could entice her more. Her ears were cocked, eyes wide, and mouth reflecting the mood of the story. Applejack was busy eating the food she’d ordered, and Rarity was absentmindedly cleaning dirt out from under her hoof.
“And then everypony started cheering for me as I landed. ‘Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Da–’”
“Anyone else wonderin’ where Twi and Fluttershy are?” Applejack interrupted her rainbow-maned friend, looking mildly concerned. “I reckon they’re at least fifteen minutes late.”
“Hmm, yes,” Rarity mused. “In fact, has anypony else noticed that the two of them seem to be late for a lot of things these days?”
“I haven’t noticed anything,” said Rainbow Dash, slightly miffed that her story was so easily interrupted.
“Actually, now that you mention it, they’ve both been a good fifteen to twenty minutes late to the past seven gatherings we’ve had,” Pinkie Pie pointed out. “They were seventeen minutes late to the picnic on Wednesday, fifteen minutes late to the pet play date on Thursday, nineteen minutes late to tea the Monday prior, a full twenty minutes late for–”
“Sugarcube, how in the hay do you remember all that?” asked Applejack.
“Oh, well that’s easy. Every time two or more ponies get together, it’s like a little party, and nopony remembers parties like Pinkie Pie!” She paused then gasped. “Oh no! Do you think that every clock in both of their houses ended up becoming seventeen-point-five minutes late one night, and they never became aware of it?”
“Well, that’s certainly a... possibility, Pinkie,” said Applejack, “but can anyone else think of a reason? I mean, it just ain’t in Twilight’s nature to be late for anythin’.”
Rarity suddenly had a thought surface in her mind that, against her will, made the corners of her lips curl upwards. She tried to hide it, but somepony caught a glimpse of her suspicious behavior.
“And just what are you smiling about, Rarity?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing, really,” the white unicorn replied to the cyan pegasus. “Just a silly thought, is all.”
“Is it a guess on why those two have been showin’ up so late?” asked Applejack.
“Well, yes, but you’ll think I’m silly for having suggested it.”
“Well tell us, anyway. I promise it won’t sound sillier than Pinkie’s idea,” Applejack assured her.
“Hey!” Pinkie called out indignantly.
“All right.” Rarity tried to explain her theory in the most careful way possible. “To start off, have you noticed the way they’ve been acting around each other? Slightly prolonged gazes; silly little smiles; laughing at every joke the other says, no matter how unfunny; and not to mention the fact that they always arrive and depart together? It may very well be my imagination, but I suspect that the two of them may have become, shall we say, closer than friends.”
“You mean like adopted sisters, but in a weird way, so that when they adopted each other they somehow became each other’s mommy?” Pinkie asked.
“I mean I think they’re dating,” Rarity clarified. She forgot that if words could be minced, Pinkie would find the most unorthodox way to do so.
Pinkie gave an “ohhhhhhh~” of understanding. Applejack furrowed her brow, weighing the likelihood. Rainbow Dash tossed her head back and laughed.
“Good one, Rarity,” Dash managed to say between fits of laughter. “And who asked who out? Was it ‘Miss Scared-of-Her-Own-Shadow,’ or ‘Miss Never-Kissed-a-Pony-in-My-Life?’”
The others looked at Dash for talking so harshly about her own friends. Rarity in particular was put off by her words getting so easily disregarded.
“Well, I don’t know who might have asked out whom,” Rarity reasoned. “It may have been the result of a mutual understanding, for all we know. The point I’m trying to make is–”
“I mean, the two of them don’t even have anything in common,” Dash interrupted. “Fluttershy’s a nurturer who lives with a bunch animals, and Twilight’s a shut-in egghead!”
“Now simmer down there, Sally,” Applejack butted in. “Ponies ain’t ever needed a reason to fall in love. An’ besides, we’re just speculatin’. No need to get worked up over somethin’ we ain’t yet got the facts on.”
“Hold up!” Pinkie startled the table with her sudden realization. “Why would someone date their own mommy? That’s pretty gross.”
AJ and Rarity groaned while Dash stared at her, perplexed.
This was the scene that Fluttershy and Twilight walked in on as they entered the restaurant.
“Hi, girls,” Twilight said to grab their attention. “Sorry we’re so late. We both happened to be pretty busy again.”
“Busy doin’ what?” Applejack asked as the tardy two sat down. “I mean, I don’t wanna pry, but you two have been usin’ that same excuse the past six or–”
“Seven,” Pinkie corrected.
“...Seven times you’ve been late,” Applejack continued. “It just feels a little suspicious, is all.”
“Oh, well, you know. I’ve been studying as usual. Heh heh,” Twilight told them, ending with a slightly nervous laugh.
“Yes, and I’ve, um, had a rather large influx of animal patients these past few days.” Fluttershy concluded with a nice big smile.
“Ha! See, Rarity?” Dash said. “They’re just being their crazy, old selves. I knew nothing special was going on.” She put her forehooves behind her head in victory.
“What are you talking about, Rainbow?” Twilight asked.
“Oh yeah. She thought that you and Fluttershy were arriving late all the time because you two were dating. Pretty crazy, right?”
Twilight and Fluttershy both looked at Rarity, who was both bearing a pretty big “please don’t kill me” smile and simultaneously contemplating how to best murder Rainbow Dash for addressing such a delicate situation so brashly. The two then looked at each other for a second before Fluttershy gave a small, nervous nodded, and Twilight faced the group.
“Actually,” Twilight announced, “Rarity is right. Fluttershy and I have been dating for a little over a week, now. We just didn’t want to tell anypony yet because–”
“What?!” Dash cut her off. “But how? Like, I don’t see how you could– Unless...” She took a brief pause and chuckled. “Oh, I get it. You and Rarity planned this out beforehand. No, that was good. You guys actually had me goin’ there for a second.”
“No, it’s true, Rainbow,” Twilight confessed. We were late for lunch today because I was listening to Fluttershy tell me about this bird that she saved when she was young that ended up having two hundred great-great-grandkids, who were all born thanks to her noble deed.”
“Mm-hmm,” Fluttershy added. “And before that we were still kinda late because I was helping Twilight with some new magic she learned.”
“Wait. You’re serious?” Dash asked in disbelief.
The couple nodded their heads.
Dash stared at them, or the space between them, for a few seconds before finding her words.
“Oh yeah. Great. I mean ‘congratulations,’ you know? I’m seriously happy for you. Now I’d love to stay and chat and stuff, but I forgot that I’m late. I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said rather quickly as she threw her five bits on the table and rushed out the door.
“Oh my. Is she okay?” Fluttershy asked.
“Oh, I’m sure she is,” Rarity assured her. “She probably just doesn’t take being wrong very lightly. But congratulations, indeed! I must say, you two make an awfully lovely pairing.”
“Why, thank you, Rarity,” Twilight said. “It’s actually quite a relief to hear one of our friends say that.”
“So let me get this straight,” Pinkie told them. “Are you also adopted sister-mommies trying to break the established norm by doing the taboo voodoo with you-know-who in the bedroom?”
“What?” The question left Twilight a little paralyzed with confusion.
“Um, no?” Fluttershy answered.
“Oh. Alrighty, then,” Pinkie said as her demeanor lightened up to its normal bubbly state. “Then I congratulate you, too!”
They all talked for awhile about the past few days, and all the good times that had been previously been kept secret because the lovers didn’t know how their friends would react. Rarity ate the stories up like fat-free, calorie-free chocolate cake. Pinkie kept asking Twilight if she should throw a party to celebrate their newfound love, and was declined every time. Applejack, on the other hoof, kept looking out the door through which Dash left. Something was up with that girl that the others refused to notice, and that she couldn’t quite place herself. Sooner or later, she planned on finding out what it was.
* * *
Rainbow Dash lay on her couch. It was two days later, and she had taken off of work for both. It was also the middle of the day and she wasn’t napping. Indeed, both these behaviors were peculiar for her to display. Loyal Rainbow never missed a day of the work she was so proud of, and lazy Dash never skipped her 12:30 nap. But even those deviations paled when compared to the reason she was acting so... not like Rainbow Dash. She had been crying the entire time.
When she was just a little filly in Flight Camp, Rainbow didn’t have very many friends. It seemed that her playstyle was too rough-and-tumble for the other fillies in her class, and all the colts wouldn’t play with her just because she was a girl. However, there was another lonely filly who was a bit older with a yellow coat and a pink mane who didn’t care who Rainbow was; she was just happy to have somepony to talk to.
Dash remembered well the incident that first started their friendship. It was her third or fourth day there, and Dash, the little daredevil she was, tried to do a barrel roll she wasn’t quite prepared to handle. She crashed into the clouds below, and left her left wing slightly sprained. She tried to get back up into the air again, but it hurt too much for the little filly to handle.
All of a sudden, the yellow pegasus appeared by her side asking, “Oh, um, excuse me, but are you all right?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just got a little -nngh- dizzy, is all,” Dash told her through the pain.
“Oh, but it looks like you’re hurt. Can I please just take a look?”
“No! Of course not,” Dash told her in a kind of how-dare-you tone.
She looked at the quiet pony, and was startled to see tears starting to well in her eyes.
“Uh, what I mean is I only let grown-ups touch them. I didn’t mean it personally. I just like ‘em a lot, you know?” Rainbow told the yellow girl in a the closest thing to saying “I’m sorry” she could manage.
“Oh, um, okay,” the other replied before standing in place and not letting Dash out of her sight.
After about a minute, the staring started to annoy Dash. “All right, what are you doing?”
“I’m watching you to make sure nothing happens to you until a camp counselor comes and takes you to the nurse.” She paused before she made a realization. “Oh no, I’m not bothering you with my staring, am I?”
“Actually, you kind of are,” Dash said, lingering on the last syllable. It occurred to her that she really didn’t mind this kind of attention, after all. “...Not. Not bothering me. You’re not bothering me.”
“Oh good. I don’t know if you could tell, but I was worried that I made you feel uncomfortable.”
“Yeah, I could barely tell,” Dash told her in a sarcastic tone that the other did not pick up on. “Anyway, what do they call you?”
“Oh, I’m Fluttershy,” the pink maned, yellow filly replied. “And what’s your name?”
“Rainbow Dash,” the spectrum maned, cyan filly told her with a bit of pride.
Rainbow had never seen a stranger selflessly help her, unprovoked. They stood for quite a while, talking about various things and simply getting to know each other better. After they said goodbye, Rainbow started to fly away, but her little injury reminded her that she wasn’t completely suited for the skies. They pretty much figured that a camp counselor wasn’t going to show up –Rainbow had crashed into some of the fluffiest clouds possible, after all– so Fluttershy offered to walk with her to the Nurse. At the time she didn’t know it, but Rainbow Dash would later look back, knowing that she had made her first real friend that day.
Days later, it would be that very same friendship that would end up getting her her cutie mark.
Years later still, Rainbow Dash discovered that her feelings for Fluttershy were more than those for any normal friend. Unfortunately, the day that she was going to tell Fluttershy her feelings was also the day that the timid one told Thunderlane about hers. Rejected, she turned to Rainbow Dash for somepony to talk to. Fluttershy told her all about the world’s unfairness and meanness between sobs as she cried into her shoulder, and Rainbow Dash listened. It was then, that she vowed to never break that poor shy filly’s heart. She wouldn’t risk making Fluttershy’s heart break on her account, not unless the yellow pegasus asked her out in the first place.
So what did the blue pegasus do when she felt lonely? Well, for the next two years, she would go to the bars, clubs, and wherever else she could pick up somepony, mare or stallion, screw ‘em, and pretend she never knew them the next morning. It worked well for some relief, but no matter how much they satisfied her, she never felt truly satisfied. It was around this time that she found out the true difference between love and lust.
She lived on, though, because she knew, deep in her heart, that Fluttershy liked her. It was only taking them so long to get together because Fluttershy was working up the courage to tell her her feelings. But, no. She didn’t love the super awesome, sexy, sleek, athletic pegasus Rainbow Dash. She ended up with the awkward, shut-in bookworm unicorn, Twilight Sparkle, one of her other best friends. And she hated herself for it. She used to think that not being with the one she loved was the worst feeling in the world. Knowing that her love was with another proved her wrong, especially when she had so many opportunities in the past two years to ask her out and never tried. She just wished it had gone differently.
Now she lay on her couch in the middle of her living room, as the tears kept flowing. At least they would be flowing if she had any more to shed. All of the old tears now resided in her bed pillow, which started to smell funny after a while, and that’s why she moved downstairs. Without the tears, she just lay there sobbing dryly with a pillow between her chest and forelegs. She knew she looked pathetic, and that only made her feel that much worse. Her eyes hurt, her chest hurt, her head hurt, but her heart still hurt worst of all.
“Goddess damn it, Rainbow Dash,” she scolded herself. “Why didn’t you-” She interrupted herself with a sharp, inhaling sob which was followed shortly by other, more anguished sobs.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of a hoof knocking on her door.
Fluttershy? she thought, as she sat up. No, it’s probably someone from work wondering where I’ve been. Oh, who am I kidding? Nopony really cares about me. They’re probably here to tell me that I’m fired. Well, screw them, they can leave the pink slip on my doorstep. She lay back down.
The knocking continued before the pony outside called out to her. “Rainbow? Are ya home? We haven’t seen ya around in a while, and started getting worried.”
Applejack? But how? And why her? Rainbow Dash jumped off the couch, bolted to the door, and unbolted it, her eyes needing to reaffirm that her ears weren’t playing tricks on her.
She opened that door, and sure enough, the orange earth pony was standing right in front her. On top of a bunch of clouds. Somehow.
Before Rainbow could greet her guest, Applejack’s expression quickly changed from one of happiness that Dash had answered to one of worried shock and disbelief. “Oh my goodness, Rainbow! What’s wrong? It looks like ya haven’t slept in days.”
“I haven’t,” Dash absentmindedly answered. She was still transfixed by Applejack’s presence. “What are you doing up here? How did you get up here? How are you staying up here?”
“Do ya really want to know? Cause it’s a long story.”
Anything to put off talking about me, Rainbow thought. “Sure.”
Applejack sighed, “All right. So after ya ran outta the restaurant, I thought somethin’ might be up. Then you just seemed to disappear from town entirely. So yesterday, I asked our friends what could have happened, but nopony seemed to care.” Dash’s gaze fell to the ground. “Er, that is to say, they seemed too caught up in their lives to really take notice. Twi an’ Fluttershy were busy with each other eyes, and just thought you were sick. Rarity seemed to be caught up in their romance more than them, and called ya a ‘sore loser,’ which, to me, just meant she’s too full of herself and bein’ a sore winner. Pinkie, I don’t even know. She thought you musta been on some adventure involvin’ a buncha giant statues, a glowin’ sword, and a forbidden land. Yeah, I don’t get it either.
“Anyways, earlier today, I overheard a couple’a weather ponies talkin’ and sayin’ that you’d been absent from work without notification, and that’s when I really started to worry about ya. And since nopony else seemed like they were gonna do anything, I took it upon myself to come and see what’s wrong. So I went to Twilight to get the ‘walk-on-clouds’ spell an’ borrow her hot air balloon. Of course, what do I see when I enter the library, but her and Fluttershy on the ground together, intertwined, and I darn near threw up on the spot!”
“Wait. You mean they were...” Dash interjected.
“That’s right. Cuddlin’,” Applejack finished. “And after they composed themselves like proper fillies, I asked Twilight– Wait, you thought I meant I saw ‘em bumpin’ uglies?” Dash nodded. “Oh my, I don’t think I could’ve handled walkin’ in on that one. Nah, just the sight of two mares gettin’ all intimate together don’t sit right with me, ya know? But to each her own, I guess. Now, where was I?”
“Um...” Dash was also sidetracked by Applejack’s tangent, and they both spent a few seconds in a long silence. “You asked Twilight something.”
“That’s right,” Applejack continued. “I asked her if she could use her ‘walk-on-clouds’ spell on me and if I could borrow her hot air balloon. She said yes, and that’s what I’m doin’ up here, how I got up here, and how I’m stayin’ up here. Any more questions?”
“No, that about... covers it,” Rainbow told her as she stared blankly at a far off piece of the floor.
During Applejack’s yarn, the two ponies moved inside and were seated in the living room. While she spoke, Applejack was busy analyzing Rainbow Dash. She suspected that what she would have found would be bad, but Rainbow took the cake. She also noticed that Rainbow practically zoned out when she brought up Twilight and Fluttershy. Now that she had something to work on, it was time to stop humoring Rainbow Dash, and start comforting her.
“All right now, Sugarcube, what’s this that’s been eatin’ you up?”
“No. It’s stupid. I’m just being stupid. It’s nothing. I’ll get over it,” Rainbow spoke as she thought.
“Ah, now come on, RD. I didn’t just come up here to tell ya how I got up here.”
“Yeah, well if you keep prying, I won’t feel like telling you anything.” She got up, ready to move into another room if need be.
“I ain’t tryin’ to be invasive, but if ya won’t tell me what’s wrong, I can’t help ya, and I ain’t leavin’ until I’ve helped ya!”
Rainbow Dash took a moment to reflect. Sincerity resonated with Applejack’s voice. She was now, once again, seeing that maybe other ponies did care for her.
“You really care about me that much, don’t you?” Rainbow asked just to be sure.
“Rainbow,” Applejack said as she got up and approached the pegasus, “Yer my fellow element of harmony, my rival in all things athletic, and one of my best friends. I can’t say that about anypony else. There ain’t no other pony whose problems I’m more willin’ to lend an ear towards.”
Rainbow smiled ever-so-slightly at how genuinely her unexpected guest spoke. She figured that Applejack really was taking her seriously, and that earth pony probably wasn’t going to let her go so easily, anyway. The spell lasts for three days, after all.
But she couldn’t tell Applejack the truth. Not about Fluttershy, anyway. She still had a reputation to uphold. Granted, a bit of her pride had already been bruised by letting somepony see her in this pathetic state, but being envious wasn’t what athletic ponies did. She was supposed to break hearts, not be on the defeated end of an unrequited heartbeat. She would have to think of something else to say.
“All right, you got me. But you gotta promise that you aren’t gonna laugh at me. Or tell anypony. You can’t do that either,” she told her with a serious expression.
Applejack sat on her haunches, closed her eyes, and raised her right hoof. “I swear by Celestia, and on the Element of Honesty, that I shall not scoff nor repeat a soul what you shall tell me here in confidence,” Applejack promised as she crossed her left hoof over her heart. She quickly stood back up. “That good enough for ya?”
“All right this is gonna sound weird, but what the hell, ya know?” Rainbow Dash took a deep breath and sighed, trying to figure out what to say next. “How many ponies do you think I’ve slept with?”
Taken aback, Applejack took a second to respond. “Um, ya want me to answer that truthfully?”
“Yes.”
“Well, um...” Applejack, along with Dash’s other friends and most of the rest of Ponyville, knew about her very active sex life, though nopony ever really brought it up. It was that kind of thing that they knew about, but since she wasn’t really doing anypony any harm, they never took issue with it. “A few?” she asked, trying not to make her sound like a slut.
“You’re wrong,” Rainbow told her so quickly she almost interrupted her. “I never-” She took a sharp intake of breath. It was a lot harder to say than it was to think. “I never slept with anypony. I just had sex with them and left when I was done. I never had...” She paused again. “Any feelings for any of those ponies. I mean any feelings that mattered beyond lust. Maybe except for Pinkie Pie, but that was mostly experimenting on her part, and it only felt like we were just friends the whole way through, anyway.”
“I see,” Applejack said. She didn’t know about Pinkie, but couldn’t care less at the moment. Right now, she was transfixed by Rainbow’s openness. It was truly a rare sight to hear her talk about her feelings.
Even though she wasn’t actually answering Applejack’s question, Rainbow Dash realized that everything she was saying now was, in fact, true. Her noncommittal relationships really had been slowly eating at her mind and heart, and even though she hated herself for sounding so stupid, it felt strangely good to finally get it off her chest.
“Anyway,” she continued, “when I saw Fluttershy with Twilight– together I mean... I dunno. Both of them seemed so unlikely to be with another pony in a relationship, it just made me feel awful knowing that I can’t do something so socially normal as find somepony special, while they could. I felt like such a loser.”
“Well, maybe you just haven’t been lookin’ hard enough,” Applejack suggested, not meaning to sound like a jerk.
“That’s just it; I’ve been trying, but everypony I ever love goes off with somepony else!” Rainbow said with a rising voice. She was thinking about Fluttershy again, and her emotions were getting the better of her.
“Well, I’m certain that there’s somepony out there for ya. You’re a great girl, Rainbow Dash. Somepony’s bound to like ya that you like back.”
Applejack’s words seemed to resonate with Dash in the way she’d been wanting to hear all day. She immediately calmed down and looked the earth pony in the eyes. “You really think so?”
“I sure do. It may take a while, but it’s a certainty and definitely worth it. Kinda like getting your cutie mark.”
“But I got my cutie mark so early. Why’s it taking me so long to find somepony else?”
“I didn’t say they took the same amount of time, but I know he or she will come up if ya just wait.”
“You mean to say that if I wait around long enough, anypony could love me?” Dash asked.
“Well, I said ‘somepony,’ but sure. Same thing I guess.”
“Then prove it,” Rainbow Dash challenged.
“...Beg pardon?” Applejack asked, unsure where Rainbow was going.
Poor Rainbow Dash. Having been emotionally drained and deprived of two nights’ sleep, she really wasn't herself. Her emotional stability was tilted ninety degrees, and she seemed a bit more aggressive and impatient at the moment. For the normally in-your-face pegasus, this meant that she now didn't care how other ponies thought or felt, all that mattered is that she got what she wanted. And right now, she wanted a nice big slice of apple pie. This itself was odd, considering she found Applejack to be tied with Twilight Sparkle for least sexy pony, most of the time, but her sudden interest the cowgirl could probably be attributed to her lack of sleep as well.
“C’mon, Applejack. You said anypony could love me, and I want you to show me.” The blue mare smiled mischievously as she approached the orange one.
“Um, that’s not exactly what I said, but okay. I guess we could go to a bar in Ponyville, and–”
“No,” Dash interjected. “I mean I want you to show me that you can love me.” She continued approaching AJ.
“Well yeah, Rainbow. I love ya, but you’re gettin’ awful close, and–”
Applejack was interrupted again, this time by Dash kissing her. The latter seemed to enjoy it for the second it lasted before the former pushed her away.
“Augh! What the hell, Rainbow?” Applejack asked as she spat the taste out of her mouth. “I meant I love ya like a friend, not a faggot!”
Rainbow Dash, taken aback, looked timidly at her. “But you told me I could get anypony to love me if I wanted.”
The farm-raised pony wiped her mouth with her foreleg. The kiss had both shocked and appalled her. “I did not say that! Stop puttin’ words in my mouth!”
Ten minutes ago, Rainbow thought she had no tears left, but a sudden mood swing proved that there were some left for her eyes. She shut them and ran to her bedroom.
Applejack’s stern “serves you right” expression quickly softened. It was rare for her to regret doing or saying something so soon after the fact. She walked upstairs, head down.
She knocked on the bedroom door. “Listen, Dash, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at ya. I was surprised, and I just... overreacted. Can ya forgive me?”
“Go away! Nopony loves me!” Rainbow Dash yelled through the door.
“I’m sorry! Ya know I just don’t feel that way towards other mares. It ain’t nothin’ personal, I swear.”
Suddenly, the door swung open. Rainbow Dash looked so bad right now. Her face expressed anger, and she had fresh trails of tears running around her nose and mouth.
“You know I thought– I thought that if anypony would ever love me– ever care for me, it would be my best friend. But no, you tell me to wait. But I can’t wait. I need somepony, Applejack. And who else can I turn to? All my other so-called friends don’t think enough of me to come visit when I’m stuck home crying. You might not believe it, but you’re the only thing I have left. I need you. I don’t have Pinkie, or Rarity, or Fluttershy-hy-hy-hy...”
She broke down. Applejack went up to her and put her foreleg around her. Rainbow Dash nuzzled against her orange coat, letting the fur wipe her tears away.
Meanwhile, she was thinking of any way to calm her down. Nothing she could say or do seemed like it would work. Her visiting didn’t seem to help, reasoning with her didn’t work, and who knows how long comforting would keep her calm? There was only one thing that Dash was open to, but it was the one thing Applejack wouldn’t do for her. Mares to her were usually just whiney and emotional backstabbing bitches with no redeeming qualities, at least in a relationship. But Rainbow Dash wasn’t looking for a relationship; just love. And she did love her. Just not in that way.
She looked down at the whimpering pegasus wrapped in her leg, so far from the proud pony she knew. She couldn’t bear to see her like this, but she couldn’t act romantically towards her either. She now had a choice to make, and either one would make her stomach feel funny afterward.
Rainbow sobbed.
Applejack sighed. Time to swallow my pride, and take one for the team, I guess.
“Rainbow,” she beckoned.
“What?” Rainbow asked as she lifted her head.
“I love ya,” she told her, looking into her eyes before closing them and pursing her lips.
She kissed Dash, who was honestly stunned for a minute before letting it sink in. When she accepted it, she slowly started to smile as she kissed back.
Applejack would hate to admit it to herself, and really would hate to admit it to her friends, but she actually didn’t mind it. It really was just like kissing a stallion, except a little softer, and the muzzle was less square and clunky. The norms she had been taught all her life were telling her to stop this unholy act, but her morals of being Rainbow Dash’s friend told her to keep it up.
She was actually getting a sort of thrill out of defying society. Even though there were plenty of mares and stallions who hooked up with their own kind in Ponyville, she still was afraid that others would ridicule her. But now, she couldn’t care less. She was actually enjoying it, to her own surprise. So much so, that when bold Rainbow Dash offered her tongue, she put up no resistance, and offered hers in exchange.
Rainbow moaned quietly. So this is what being loved feels like. It feels so much warmer than somepony else’s cold bed. Her wings now spanned their full breadth out of joy. She loved it. She loved Applejack. She wanted to show Applejack that she loved her too. So she did the only thing she knew how to do that lovers did, by breaking the kiss and throwing Applejack onto her bed.
“What in tarnation?” Applejack asked, bewildered.
“You wanna know what’ll really make me happy, AJ?” Rainbow asked, eyes half-lidded.
“Yer kiddin’ me, right? I’ll kiss ya, sure, but I don’t know about sharin’ a bed.” Applejack’s eyes darted around the room.
“C’mon, AJ. Let me show you that I love you too.” Her voice was getting low and sultry.
“Well, I guess I thank you for the offer and the intention behind it, but let’s just–”
“You wouldn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth, would you? Especially a mouth that can kiss like this.” She climbed over the orange pony and planted her lips on the others’ again. When she was done, she asked, “Still sure you don’t wanna take this body on an endurance test?” before she flapped her wings a few times.
“Umm...” Applejack wasn’t as resolute as she was fifteen seconds ago. “Well...”
“All right. How about if I promise you this,” Dash told her in a more serious tone. “If you let me do what I want right now, I’ll never get upset and cry over any other pony being in a relationship again.”
“Rainbow, I don’t think ya can just–” Applejack tried to reason with her.
“I swear,” the cyan pegasus interrupted her. The look in her magenta eyes was serious.
Applejack thought for a second, biting her lip and averting her gaze. Then she looked back to her friend. “If it’ll really make ya happy... then sure, let’s do it,” she said in a way that sounded defeated, nervous, and prepared all at once. Rainbow grinned. “But just this once.” Applejack added a last-minute condition.
Rainbow still smiled. “Sure thing... Sugarcube,” she chuckled before bringing her head down again toward Applejack’s.
She savored every moment that she had. The bliss of true love, or the closest thing she ever had to it. She indulged that way the apple flavor in her partner’s mouth mixed with the salty tears that had found their way into hers, producing a new flavor that she couldn’t quite describe. She loved how Applejack’s warm breath left her nose and caressed her cheek. But the part she liked most was that fact that she knew this was only the beginning.
She moved her right hoof and placed it over Applejack’s chest. She moved it in circles, feeling the muscle underneath that orange fur. Being the fine athlete she was, Applejack had a lot of strength built up in her sinews, but she wasn’t bulky, just really toned. Also being an athlete and aspiring toward such leanness and fitness, just getting a good feel of them turned Rainbow Dash on that much more. She loved the way she could feel the muscles move with each motion of Applejack’s forelegs.
Slowly, she started to move her hoof down AJ’s barrel, which both excited and frightened the recipient. Once it got below her rib cage, her breath got heavier. Once it reached her pelvis, she opened her eyes, wondering if she was really ready. Once it got less than an inch away from her marehood, Rainbow Dash jumped off the bed and started walking toward somewhere else.
“Huh?” Applejack grunted, dumbstruck.
“Something the matter, AJ?” Dash asked as she opened up her closet and started rummaging through it.
“Yeah! I thought ya were gonna start touching my...” She thought about her words for a second. “My womanly parts.”
“So you were looking forward to me touching you.” She smirked.
“Yeah, well, I guess. Ya just got me all worked up, misleadin’ me. And now what? Ya want me ta watch ya put on clothes?”
Dash seemed to have found what she was looking for. “Well, I couldn’t try this without warming you up first,” she said as she pulled out a monster dildo from the closet. It was twenty-four inches long, went from three to four-and-a-half inches thick, and shaped like a stallion’s throbbing hard-on, with veins and everything.
“Oh my Goddess, where did ya get yer hooves on a thing like that?”
“Let’s just say Ponyville’s businesses can be a bit dirtier than you thought, if you know where to look.” Rainbow Dash moved back toward the bed carrying the heavy toy.
When Dash arrived, Applejack was still gawking at it, eyes wide.
“You know, I never mentioned it, but your eyes are kinda cute with that shade of green,” Rainbow said with false sincerity. Saying that kind of romantic fluff and paying attention to colors and stuff left a bad taste in her mouth. But she felt she had to butter up her friend to get her to try this thing.
Applejack didn’t know how to respond to Rainbow’s sudden complement, and instead decided to get back to the big thing Dash was holding. “What do ya plan on doin’ with that massive dick?”
“Shovin’ it up your snatch, of course,” Rainbow replied, a little smile forming on her lips.
“I was afraid ya were gonna say that.”
“But first, I gotta take a test.”
“Wait, wha– Hey!” Applejack was interrupted once again, but this time by Rainbow quickly bringing her hoof to her crotch, moving it up and down a few times then pulling it away.
Applejack didn’t make any movements to push her away since part of the agreement was to let Rainbow do whatever she wanted. This, however, did not stop her from vocalizing her objections.
“What the hell was that for?”
“Nope, not nearly wet enough,” Rainbow declared as she examined her hoof. “All right,” she started talking to Applejack like a coach to a losing team. “It doesn’t look like you’re wet enough to let this thing in without possibly hurting yourself, so here’s the plan: we’re gonna slick this bad boy up. To do that, I’m gonna need your mouth and a lot of spit. And while you’re taking care of that end, I’ll try to get the receiving end to be a little more receptive. Are we clear?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“You mean ‘Ma’am, yes, ma’am!’” Dash corrected her.
“Ma’am, yes, ma’am,” Applejack replied.
“I can’t hear you!”
“Ma’am, yes, ma’am!” Applejack repeated, more loudly.
“Still can’t hear you, soldier!”
“Rainbow!” Applejack yelled, wanting to move forward.
Dash chuckled. “All right, all right. I was just messing with you.”
Applejack smiled. Leaving Rainbow in a position of control was letting her turn back into her old self.
Rainbow lifted the massive dick and pointed it at her friend’s face. “Now open up and say ‘Ahh.’”
The cowpony tilted her head toward the thing and closed her eyes. The corners of her mouth lifted up as she opened wide and said “Ahhhhh–hgnmf!”
Rainbow jammed the phallus straight into her mouth, and did it so forcefully that she’d practically started shoving it down her throat.
Applejack started making urgent grunts, pleading for Rainbow to give her some air. Dash pulled the thing out a good inch, which was followed by a sharp intake of breath through Applejack’s nose. Rainbow chuckled at the look she gave her before telling her, “Okay, just start sucking it off like any stallion.”
Applejack was at a loss. The thing was so big, she couldn’t move her mouth around it at all. Her tongue was stuck at the bottom. The problem wasn’t that she didn’t know how to suck off a stallion, it was that this was unlike any stallion she had ever seen. Oh dear Celestia, she thought, if I can barely fit this thing in my mouth, how the hell is this gonna get inside my cooch?
She looked at Rainbow Dash and saw a sad disappointment in her eyes. She realized that because she couldn’t make any real motions, it looked like she wasn’t trying. She took a deep breath and started bobbing her head back and forth while working her lips and tongue over what little room they could. All for Rainbow’s sake. She even let out a couple moans of pleasure, just for good measure.
Rainbow smiled. “Good. Good. You like pleasing your well-hung master, don’t you? Yeah, keep it up. Show him how much you like it.” As she talked dirty to Applejack, she got back up onto the bed, straddled over her again, and placed the base of the huge mass right at her pelvis. She started humping it up and down, slightly into the throat of her reciever, as if it was her own.
Now Applejack could visualize a big, strong stallion up above her, fucking her face. She closed her eyes and let the imagery take over. She imagined Dash’s dirty talk to be one or two octaves deeper, and that really turned her on. This time her moans of pleasure were legitimate, as she was transported to her own bedroom with the biggest, most handsome stallion in all of Equestria filling her mouth.
Rainbow Dash felt like Applejack was getting into it, so she lowered her back half, and sat on her barrel. She kept the dildo next to her pelvis, which caused Applejack to tilt her head forward. Rainbow kept swinging her hips, which meant her folds were rubbing slightly against Applejack’s belly, smearing a bit of her moisture onto her. At first, it felt really weird, but the earth pony got used to it quickly. In fact it started to make her hot in the loins. Hotter than they already were, anyway. There was an odd sensation about having a mare’s love juice rubbed onto her by her own vulva while simultaneously being force-fed the hugest cock she’d ever seen that made her really enjoy having come up to Rainbow’s place. She put her hooves on either side of Rainbow’s flank to help control the bucking.
Not too long after she sat down, Dash leaned back, and touched her left hoof to Applejack’s inner thigh, still using the right one to keep her member attached. She slowly moved it up and down, teasing the earth pony to the point where it was almost unbearable, gradually making her way closer to treasure, square between the legs. She licked her lips and finally went for it; her hoof finally started rubbing Applejack’s more-than-welcoming pussy lips. She looked at Applejack’s face and saw a huge amount of relief as she let out a long, deep sigh, interrupted periodically by Rainbow hitting the back of her throat. Rainbow noticed that Applejack was a lot wetter now than the first time she touched her nethers. She smiled as she prepared for the next stage.
Applejack, meanwhile, was loving every second of each of the three things one pony was doing to her. Though, in her mind, there were three ponies: a stallion with his member halfway into her mouth, a mare rubbing her sticky syrup all over her belly, making it nice and messy, and another pony – preferably another stallion – rubbing her folds aggressively, but not too hard. She was usually the one who had to take care of things, so it was nice to have so many ponies taking care of her.
Rainbow let Applejack have a few more moments of bliss before dismounting her and removing the dildo. Applejack rubbed her jaw with her hoof; it felt kind of sore. Rainbow touched the end of the plastic cock with her right hoof – the one that wasn’t covered in Applejack’s juices – to test the coverage of saliva. She told Applejack, “Good girl. You must really love your master to suck him off so well, and make yourself so wet for him to slide right into your tight little pussy.”
Applejack looked at Rainbow Dash for a second before realizing that she wanted her to play along. “Oh! Yeah, uh... Yes, I love my master very much, and I want him to know that... And– And I’ll do anythin’ for ‘im. Anythin’ aytall.”
“Good, ’cause you’d better be ready for this,” the blue filly told her as she approached the quivering, plump flesh between her legs.
“Yeah, just one quick question.” Applejack tried stalling for just a little time.
“Shoot,” Rainbow Dash said as she lined up the shot.
“Have ya ever used that thing on yerself?”
“Oh yeah. Plenty of times,” she replied.
“Huh? How’d ya ever fit that inside yer slim little body?”
Dash smiled at the complement. “I use plenty of lube.”
“Ya got lube? Then why’d ya make me go through all the blowjob stuff?”
Rainbow Dash now had the dildo pressed against Applejack’s juicy opening. “Because I thought it would be more fun this way,” she said as she rammed the thing all the way up to her womb, all at once.
Applejack just lay there, making the most priceless face. Her hind legs twitched slightly from the pain. The only noise she made was a long, strained intake of breath, as she couldn’t be brought to speak words.
Rainbow waited a minute for the pain to subside before slowly drawing the thing out until only the head remained inside, at which point she started pushing it back in, but not nearly as far. She noticed that Applejack was starting to breathe regularly now, which meant that it was only a matter of time before she could find her words.
As the pain slowly turned to pleasure for her, Applejack was starting to wonder how many times she asked Rainbow “what the hell?” today. She was gonna tell her again, but after a second, figured why bother? She let Rainbow do what she wanted, and so far everything ultimately ended in pleasure for her. So she stopped questioning her motives, and decided to just roll with it. Even if that first push really fucking hurt.
Rainbow expected Applejack to berate her, but when she didn’t she smiled and kept going. Now she had to make a slight change of plans. “You know, your master likes it when you don’t complain, but that doesn’t mean you can’t talk.”
“I know,” AJ replied as she positioned one of her forelegs over her eyes, returning to her bed with the handsome stallion, who was now filling her love hole, wall to wall.
Seriously? Rainbow thought. She should be yelling at me now for almost tearing her apart, and all I get is an “I know”? Shit, it even looks like she’s trying to fall asleep while I’m filling her snatch with the biggest cock I own! Are they just used to stuff this big on a farm or something? For what it’s worth, Rainbow Dash’s favorite part of interacting with ponies was getting a reaction out of them. Now that Applejack was just taking it like a dead fish, she knew she had to either step it up, or change tactics.
She tried both. She licked her lips and watched Applejack’s expression, as she dove in on her love button directly with her tongue. Applejack sat up instantly at the pleasure that didn’t involve (much) pain. This was something she really didn’t expect: to get her clit licked by another mare and like it just as much as a stallion. It was an awkward time for self-discovery, but that’s how it generally is. Sweet Celestia, I’m a lesbian! No, wait. I still like males, too. I guess that means I’m bisexual. Huh, never would have guessed that.
As she slowly accepted her new identity, she bit her lip while the pegasus below worked her magic. Applejack, looking from a new point of view, saw Rainbow Dash as beautiful for the first time. Her eyes, her feathered wings, her mane, her form, everything about her was suddenly stunning to Applejack. The best part was that this beautiful creature was focusing all of her energy on pleasing her, and had been for a while. Rainbow was doing a damn good job, making quick work of her soaking honeypot. Applejack conceded in her mind that it wasn’t a stallion anymore that was making love to her, but another lady. She looked her deep in the eye and told her, “Ah, yes Rainbow! Keep lickin’! Make me cum, you naughty filly! Mmm...”
Rainbow liked it. Even though her mouth was occupied, there was still dirty talk going on. She loved how AJ was finally getting into it, too. She kept it up, as per Applejack’s instructions, getting more intense with the pumping and licking at the same time.
The blonde pony took off her hat and put it behind Rainbow’s head, then, putting a hoof on either side of the brim, pulled it towards her, intensifying the simulation of her clit, and taking her that much closer to orgasm.
It was at that time and moment that Rainbow remembered one very important detail about the toy that she’d been using this whole time: it was also a vibrator. Using her free hoof, she tried twisting it on, but it kept slipping thanks to the Apple juice. She tried again and again, trying to get a good handle on it, and twisting harder each time. Finally, when she did it, she twisted it so hard that it went from off to full power in half a second flat.
In that instant, Applejack went from close to over the edge faster than hurricane waters over a dam. “Wha– Oh– Yes!– Yes!– Yes!– Yes!– Yes!–” she cried with each wave of pleasure. Her pussy contracted so hard, and with each time, her juices would spurt out from around the fake cock. Her hind legs twitched uncontrollably. After a few moments, and she started to calm down, Rainbow slowly pulled the member out from between her legs.
The pegasus walked into the adjacent bathroom and threw the toy in the sink to be washed later. After that, she headed back to her closet to search for something new.
Meanwhile, Applejack just lay there on her back, catching her breath and overall basking in the afterglow. Once she was again aware that she had surroundings, she started to sit up and put her hat back on. She turned back to find Rainbow Dash still looking in the closet. “Gee, Rainbow,” Applejack said with a lot of calmness in her voice. “I gotta say, I never thought anyone could be so good at pleasin’ a filly like m’self. ...Thank you.”
“Oh, we aren’t quite done yet, Applejack,” Rainbow said as she found what she was looking for. “I still haven’t cum yet, and I’d hate to take care of it myself when I have somepony right here who promised to let me do whatever I wanted.” She pulled out a double-ended dildo this time, bent midway at a hundred-thirty-five degree angle.
“Oh, please no, Rainbow Dash. I’m all sensitive down there, after what ya did to me.”
“Really?” Rainbow Dash was actually surprised to hear this. “After I cum, I’m usually ready for another round just like that. Are you sure?”
“Yeah,” Applejack replied. She saw the disappointment in Rainbow’s eyes again – the same as when she thought AJ wasn’t trying to blow the huge dildo – and she couldn’t bear it. She also mentally wanted to keep going, but she had a physical barrier that kept her from experimenting and exploring her sexuality.
She touched her lower lips, hoping against hope that they were suddenly ready for round two. She grimaced at the sting, and she felt her pelvis, legs, vagina, and anus all contract in response.
Suddenly, she beamed with a solution. “Rainbow, get the lube.”
Rainbow walked over to her nightstand and took the lube out of the drawer, though she was unsure how it would help a sensitive pussy.
“All right, now use that and get it all over my half of the toy,” AJ instructed. Rainbow did so, which Applejack honestly found kind of hot, the way she stroked the long shaft with cold, slippery lube. When she was done, the orange pony stuck out her hoof and told her, “Now give it here.”
Dash handed over the bottle and watched as Applejack poured the liquid all over her right hoof before bringing it down between her legs. Her eyes widened with understanding, as she skipped her sore slit and instead slathered her other hole with the viscous fluid. “Wait, you sure you wanna put this thing in your plot?”
“Why not?” Applejack asked as she reveled in the feeling of the cold goop around her back door. “This is the only way I see it’ll work. An’ besides, it ain’t like I’ve never had a stallion take me that way before.” She gave the pegasus a suggestive look.
Rainbow took a second to let it soak in that the farm girl wasn’t as proper as her upbringing led her to think.
Applejack drew her hoof back after enough of the stuff had been massaged into and around her asshole. “Okay, let me have it whenever you’re ready.”
Rainbow pointed the glistening dick straight at Applejack’s glimmering hole and slowly shoved it inside. The mass was quite a bit smaller than the first one, but she wanted to be careful, since she knew how painful anal could get.
Applejack shuddered in pain and pleasure as her hole nearly effortlessly expanded to accommodate the girth of the intruding length. She tilted her head back as she felt the cold plastic of Rainbow’s rod fill her second cavity, letting old memories of stallions past flood her mind. She moaned as Rainbow finished pushing it as far as she felt comfortable.
Normally, she would have done something absurd like shove it quickly or too far, or just tease her a bunch, but Rainbow was surprised by just how far AJ was willing to go for her that she didn’t want to ruin it right before she made love for the first time. She climbed up onto the bed and straddled over the shaft that protruded from Applejack’s posterior. She put her right hind leg over the other’s left, slipped her left under the right, and used them as leverage to pull the two of them together, and slip the other side of the cock into her warm, wet, welcoming cunt. She bit her lip and inhaled at the feeling of being filled. “Ahh!” she cried.
It took them a little bit of time, but they eventually found a rhythm where one would buck her hips forward, and it would push the cock into her partner, and vice-versa, keeping it pumping out of both like a machine. A very sexy machine. The whole time, the one getting rutted in the ass was paying attention to her and her partner’s nethers, making sure she was keeping the rhythm strong. She also kept her gaze fixed as she tried to wrap her mind around the fact that she was fucking a female and actually liking it. The dildo rubbed her walls in a way that went through her vagina and put pressure on her g-spot. The pleasure was starting to build and a particular wave of ecstasy washed over her that made her close her eyes and go, “Mmm.”
When she opened them, she realized that Dash was gazing at her the whole time with a look of “I’m doing this for you” in her eyes. They didn’t break eye contact, and instead held their gaze as they kept humping and pumping; Rainbow looking into the green eyes of her first lover, and Applejack into the magenta eyes of her first mare. Each of these thoughts turned in their head, and increased the pleasure they felt.
Rainbow started breathing heavily. She was getting close. “Applejack, are you almost there?” she asked the earth pony.
“Na– Not really,” Applejack admitted, still conflicted between pain and pleasure.
Damn it. This can’t – Oh, Celestia! – This can’t end like this, Rainbow thought. Lovers are supposed to cum together. Hoo boy! Well, if she can’t do it on her own, then I’m – so close – I’m gonna help her!
She spat on her hoof and quickly brought it to AJ’s bright red clit, and rubbed it with as much fervor as she could. Fortunately, Applejack had recovered and could fully feel the benefit to Rainbow’s actions. But the action on her pussy, the dick in her ass, and the pressure on her g-spot were all too much for the farm girl.
“Oh sweet Celestia, fuck me! Ahh!” she cried as she not only came more intensely than ever, but squirted a mess of juice all over Rainbow Dash. The gushing fluid all over her barrel was a pleasant surprise, so hot and unexpected that she also came no more than three seconds later, stronger than she ever had in a long time. Her wings flapped all over the place as she cried out a hoarse shreek to signal her climax.
When their spasms subsided Applejack lay on her back and Rainbow pivoted onto her side, the double sided member still inside both. For a few minutes, they remained practically motionless as they caught their breath.
“I gotta say, RD,” Applejack said as she lifted her head. “Ya can make pretty rash decisions, sometimes, but golly, ya sure made the right ones today.”
Rainbow opened her eyes slowly; she had been mentally tired this whole time, but was now also physically exhausted. “Heh, thanks,” she said. After a brief pause, she noted, “You know, you weren’t so bad for somepony who didn’t want to touch a filly half an hour ago.”
“Yeah. Well, anything for a friend.” Applejack still wasn’t sure if she should tell anypony about her newfound orientation because she wasn’t entirely sure how she felt, herself. She may as well keep things simple for now.
“Anyway, I think I need to get going,” the earth pony said as she began lifting her upper half. “Would ya mind if I cleaned up in yer shower real quick before I skedaddle?”
Rainbow looked up at her. “Are you sure you can’t stay the night?” she asked, her eyes weakly pleading.
“Sorry, Sugarcube. There’s things on the farm I’ve still gotta take care of. Plus, it’s only around four, so I’d be here quite a while.”
Dash sighed. “Fine, I guess I’ll let you go,” she said, referring to the thing between them that still kept them conjoined. She weakly made several lurches forward, inching the thing out of her body. Once it popped out, Applejack sat up, grabbed it, and carefully dislodged it from her back door. Fortunately, she did it without making a mess. She asked Rainbow where to put it, and she said she’d take care of it later. AJ got up and started walking toward the bathroom when she realized that yeah, she would be walkin’ funny for at least the rest of the day.
Her shower didn’t take long, like she had promised, just long enough to get the sweat, lube, and juices out of her fur. After she dried off and came out, she found Rainbow Dash asleep exactly where she left her. Well, Applejack, she thought, ya did what ya set out ta do. Granted, ya didn’t expect ya’d do it in the way ya did, but ya found out what was wrong with Dash and ya made things better. Job well done in my book. And it weren’t all that bad, neither, heh heh.
She noticed that her hat was still on the bed. As much as she didn’t want to disturb the sleeping pegasus, it was just out of leg’s reach. She put one leg on the bed, pressing down on the mattress and making it creak slightly. Dash didn’t move, so she reached for the hat. Once it was placed back on her head, Rainbow started moaning softly.
“Mmm... Love you...”
Applejack smiled and blushed. “Aww, love ya too, Sugarcube,” she whispered as she kissed the tired pony on the forehead. Quietly, she made her way out of the room, making sure to close the door softly. Once she was downstairs and leaving, Rainbow Dash mumbled again.
Applejack cantered through the streets of Ponyville, making her way to Sugarcube Corner. Today was the day that the Cakes would be out on business, and Pinkie Pie wanted her help to fill the day’s orders.
Applejack felt up to it when she made her promise, but now she wasn’t feeling all there. Her mind just kept wandering back to her time with Rainbow Dash, and she was having trouble focusing. The day after her visit, she was sure she did the right thing. Rainbow Dash came back out and started working and socializing again, and Applejack found her new identity.
The problems started to arise when those two things combined. Whenever she saw Dash around town, which was often, the memories would come flooding back to her, and she would have to either wait for the feelings to subside, or take care of them herself if they refused to go away.
Then there was the issue of her identity. Sure, at first it was a relief, but it later became a concern. Was she actually attracted to Rainbow Dash, or was it just what the pegasus did to her that turned her on? It was always the memories of the sex, not the filly, that made her horny and make her try to position her tail so that wandering eyes wouldn’t see her swollen lips in public.
Whenever she tried to think about it with any depth, her mind would just fog up. It was getting so bad that on this trip to Sugarcube Corner alone, she almost ran into three ponies and a cart. She realized she needed help, but from whom? Out of her friends, she instantly crossed of Rainbow Dash, since her hindquarters would be all she could think about for their whole conversation. All of her other friends, she wasn’t sure how they’d react, especially to her “solution” to getting Dash back out in the open. She couldn’t think of a single pony.
“Hiya, Applejack,” Pinkie greeted with her usually cheery tone.
Nope. Not a single pony.
Pinkie was waiting for Applejack right at the entrance, all too eager to start making the customers’ sugary dreams of sweets become manifest. She practically bounced up and down from excitement alone.
“Hey there, Pinkie Pie. Are ya ready for a full day of bakin’?” Applejack asked as she made her way in.
“Sure as a seltzer-y serving of super special sarsaparilla on a Sunday!” Pinkie replied in earnest.
“Good to hear. Now, what’s on the menu today?”
“Let’s see, we have three cakes, ten dozen cupcakes, a few Danishes—which we should actually take care of first, considering the customers want them by noon—several batches of cookies, and a dozen doughnuts,” Pinkie listed almost as fast a Applejack could listen.
“Wow. I’ve lived here all my life and never knew that. Hunh. I guess ya do learn something new everyday, after all.”
“Yes-siree, Bob. …Or would it be ‘Bobbie?’ ‘Bobetta?’ ‘Roberta?’ Actually, wouldn’t it be, ‘Yes ma’am-ee, Roberta?’” Pinkie pondered.
Applejack chuckled at Pinkie Pie being so Pinkie-Pie-like. “Come on, Sugarcube, maybe we can make ourselves an extra dozen doughnuts as a reward, afterward,” she told her as she stepped into the kitchen.
“Okey-dokey-loki,” Pinkie responded before following her friend, muttering gender-translated phrases to herself.
* * *
It took quite a bit of effort, and several hours in the hot kitchen, but they did it. They may have worked so hard that they were covered in sweat, flour, eggs, and just about everything else, but that work payed off. In fact, they both got something out of it. Pinkie got the satisfaction and relief of a job well done—a job she was worried she wouldn’t be able to do even with her sometimes-physics-defying speed—and Applejack got to spend a while just focusing on one task, and not letting herself get distracted by lewd thoughts.
Applejack surveyed the kitchen. “Heh heh, we sure made quite the mess, didn’t we?”
“Yeah, but it was a fun mess, and now we can have fun cleaning it up!” Pinkie exclaimed before noticing that they themselves were messes. “Oh wow,” she said taking on a more serious tone, “We should probably clean ourselves up first.”
“Aw, shucks,” AJ said as she noted just how much of her orange fur was now powdered white.
“You go on up and take a bath upstairs,” Pinkie told her. “I’ll start cleaning down here.”
“Shouldn’t I clean myself up after I help?” Applejack protested.
“Oh, it’ll be fine,” Pinkie reassured her while starting to put things away.
“If ya say so…” Applejack started to head for the stairs, but suddenly halted. “I’m not gonna find an alligator in the tub, am I?”
Pinkie thought about it, moving her shoulder up and down. “Nah, you should be good,” she said before she went back to cleaning.
Applejack made her way upstairs quickly. She didn’t want to have Pinkie do all the work by herself. When she was about halfway through her shower, she was hit with a flash of memories from the last time she took a shower in somepony else’s home, and the kind of things she was washing off back then.
“Damn it,” she muttered to herself. She had been doing so well at keeping her mind clear, but even the most unlikely trigger had set her off. She was right, this morning, when she thought she needed help. She needed both somepony to either confirm or disprove her bisexual theory, and somepony to outright have sex with her, since her hoof obviously wasn’t doing a good enough job of keeping the pressure off for any sizable amount of time.
After she dried herself off, she went downstairs to find the kitchen absolutely spotless, and her jaw hit the floor. She could have sworn she hadn’t taken more than five minutes upstairs. What’s more is that Pinkie Pie was not only clean, herself, but she had enough energy to greet Applejack with a wide smile while bouncing in place.
“Pinkie, how did ya…?” Applejack tried to phrase her words.
“Oh, it was easy. Everything goes in its place, and I know where everything goes!” Pinkie responded, knowing exactly what the cowpony was going to say.
Applejack had long ago learned not to question Pinkie, who actually did make sense most of the time, even if it only made sense by her patented brand of illogic. However, Applejack was still curious.
“But how’d ya get so clean, too? Ain’t ya only got one tub in the house?”
“Oh yeah, that! I just licked it off, kinda like a cat.”
Well, that wasn’t weird.
Then, by an off chance, she noticed a patch of flour still remained near Pinkie’s cutie mark. “Actually, I think ya missed a spot by yer rump, there,” she pointed out.
“Whoops! Hold on just a sec,” Pinkie said as she went to licking her hindquarters.
Applejack just watched until she noticed that, unconsciously, she started biting her lip at the sight of the mare licking her flank. Her eyes widened at the realization that she was enjoying the show. She heard herself tell Pinkie, “And there’s more, uh, even farther back.”
“I don’t see any more,” she observed. “Are you sure?”
“Oh, trust me, there is,” Applejack lied.
Trusting her friend, the pink pony continued to lick her flank as she moved noticeably closer to a certain part of her body. She lifted her tail out of the way to get better access to her behind, which also gave Applejack a clear view of her pink slit (that was somehow pinker than the rest of her body) and the hole just north of it. Applejack licked her lips as her forehoof lifted off the ground and strayed towards her nethers to quench the fires growing in her loins. She caught herself before she touched herself.
What the hay do ya think yer doin’? she thought. In all the years she had known her, she had never, never thought of Pinkie Pie in a sexual manner. She was always the good, if annoyin’ friend you could always tell your secrets too, who was the life of the party and usually its instigator. But now, with her tongue a mere inch away from her pussy, and her own starting to moisten, Applejack realized that things had suddenly changed.
Now that she had all but confirmed her bisexuality with this incident, Applejack remembered that she still needed to have sex with somepony if she wanted to ward off her lusts for any significant amount of time. Sweet Celestia, I know now what—and who—I must do. But what if Pinkie put her in the “just friend” category, like she placed her into a short moment ago? What if she wanted to be romanced before she would open her legs? What if she was straight, and that stuff she did with Rainbow Dash had only been experimenting? What if—? What if—? Whatifwhatifwhatif…
Ah, fuck it.
“Pinkie, I’m bi,” was all the warning she gave before she pounced.
“Hmm?” Pinkie asked as she lifted her head just in time to see an orange blur tackle her. She landed with her back on the counter and Applejack standing above, straddling her. “What’d ya buy?” she was about to ask, when Applejack planted her lips on hers.
When their lips parted, she said, “Ohh~, you said you’re ‘bi’ like ‘blisexual!’ That makes much more sense.” She giggled.
A part of Applejack still felt this wasn’t right, somewhere in her gut.
“Uh, sorry to come on so strong there, Pinkie,” she said with a nervous chuckle. I just saw ya lickin’ yerself, and I couldn’t help myself… I hope this isn’t too sudden for ya.”
“Are you kiddin’? I’m always ready to have a good time with my friends if they want it, and spontaneity is what I thrive on, Sister!” She put her hooves behind Applejack’s neck, and moved their heads together.
That was all Applejack needed to know, and now that her conscience was satisfied, she let herself go and just did what came naturally.
And what came naturally was tongue. A lot of tongue.
Pinkie’s mouth put up no resistance, gladly giving her own tongue in return. Another thing she didn’t resist was Applejack’s hoof—the same one that was going to touch her own marehood a moment ago—as is caressed her neck and slowly worked its way south. Pinkie shuddered as her hoof brushed over her lips. Those sweet lips, the tunnel between them even now filling with sweet, sweet juices. Suddenly, a thought came across Applejack’s mind. Rainbow went down on me last time, she thought, but I never returned the favor. Ah’ve never tasted a girl’s juices before. Maybe I should. If I do that, then I know for sure that I’m definitely bi. Sure, let’s go with that.
She pulled her lips from the pink pony’s, and wordlessly moved south down her barrel, kissing it from time to time. Then she was face-to-face with Pinkie Pie’s plump, pink pussy. For a second she was intimidated by it. What to do? How to begin? Then she remembered her own, oranger one, and proceeded to do what she knew she would like. She started with a light tease of breath against the whole area that made Pinkie shudder again. Then she kissed along the outer lips before bringing out her tongue and parting them. Then, she started lapping.
“Holy cannoli, Applejack!” Pinkie suddenly exclaimed. “Where’d you learn how to do that? Ohh~...”
Applejack didn’t answer her in favor of keeping Pinkie pleasured. Pinkie’s juices were a mix of savory and sweet, with more of the latter, no surprise. It was good. Applejack was amazed to find out how much she liked it and kept going. Sometimes her tongue would find its way into the tunnel proper, and Pinkie would gasp every time. That put a smile on her face, obscured by Pinkie’s crotch.
“Hey, now,” Pinkie said between moans and gasps of pleasure, “Don’t forget the party button, Applejack. Mmm~…”
Oh, yeah. Applejack was so focused on tasting her friend’s juices, that she was neglecting Pinkie’s now red and hard clitoris. She tilted her head up a little and went to town, mashing the special button with her now sopping tongue.
Pinkie inhaled sharply and brought her hoof down on Applejack’s head, pulling her closer than ever to her wanting pussy and knocking the cowpony’s hat to the ground. AJ could feel Pinkie’s hind legs closing in on her head; she knew that she was definitely doing something right.
A few minutes later, Pinkie’s breath was getting shallower, and she knew she was close.
“Oh my gosh, Applejack! You have to show me how to do this sometime. When you’re free or whenever, I don’t care.” Pinkie’s pace quickened. “I just have to share this because it’s so good and as you know I’m all about pleasing ponies, and–” She panted, then continued, faster still. “I’ve never had anypony do this on such short notice and I want to try it again and–” Pant. Faster still. “But I don’t know how to schedule a consensual sexual surprise unless–” Pant. Pant. Faster. “UnlessIdon’tknowbecauseyou’regettingmereallycloseandIcan’tthinkanymoreandandand– AAAHHHHHFFFFFfffffffuuuuuu…”
Pinkie went limp on the counter as waves of pleasure rolled over her. Applejack could even clearly see her pussy pulsating. She backed off and licked her lips, satisfied with a job well done.
When Pinkie Pie finally gained some sense of composure, she exclaimed, “That. Was. AMAZING!”
“Yup. I sure enjoyed it more than I thought I would. Yer pretty good, Pinkie.”
“Thanks,” the pink pony said, slowly rolling off the counter onto her hooves. “Now! How’s about I return that favor?” she asked.
“That sounds great, but I don’t want to risk makin’ the kitchen any messier,” Applejack said, just a little insincerely.
“I don’t want you to get nothing out of it,” Pinkie started to say.
“Oh, believe me,” Applejack said, “I sure as sugar got something out of it.”
Pinkie giggled at how she was able to please while being pleasured. After a moment, she said, “Okay, but wouldn’t you like to get more out of it?”
Applejack watched as Pinkie licked her lips slowly, and her eye twitched a little, thinking about what it could do. So, she said, “Aw hell, just a little more wouldn’t hurt, I guess.” Pinkie’s huge grin was the last thing she saw before turning around and bowing, sticking her plot high up in the air. She spread her hind legs so that her hooves were far apart and swished her tail out of the way. She took a deep breath, wonderin’ just how she must look to Pinkie right now. Sexy as fuck, she hoped.
She felt Pinkie place a hoof on her flank, and her leg twitched a little in anticipation. She could feel Pinkie’s breath on her marehood. The pink mare hmmed, her face inches away from Applejack’s pussy. The cowpony was so turned on, that she felt a drop of her juices slide past her clit, hearing it drop on the ground. Pinkie still hadn’t touched her yet.
“Come on, Pinkie,” she muttered nervously. “Ah don’t wanna beg ya, but I can’t stand it anymore. Please—” She was cut off by a warm wet tongue running up her slit. She gasped as Pinkie’s tongue ran up and down between her folds with a speed she couldn’t conceive.
Her front legs gave out when Pinkie’s tongue went in her vagina proper. The pink party pony’s tongue was more deft and articulate than anything Applejack could have imagined. Pinkie went in and out, in and out with it, as hard and fast as any cock she’d taken, if not as big. But what Pinkie lacked in size she more than made up for by always hitting the g-spot every time the tip of her tongue passed it.
Applejack couldn’t keep herself from moaning along with Pinkie’s tongue thrusts. When Pinkie started rubbing AJ’s clit with the tip of her hoof, the moaning turned to short cries of pleasure.
Pinkie never slowed down, and even somehow started to quicken her pace. AJ’s breathing quickened as the pressure in her loins grew to levels she couldn’t possibly contain from the best tongue-fucking she’d ever had.
Pinkie shot her long tongue out all the way, pressing hard against Applejack’s womb. That was it. AJ yelped with each contraction as she came just as hard as she had with Rainbow Dash. She felt she was squirting, but didn’t hear it splatter on the floor. She heard Pinkie gulping several times behind her, and realized she was drinking all of her squirt. If she could have cum while she was cumming, she was pretty sure she would have, she found it that hot. At the very least, it made her legs give out from under her, the last of her juices spilling on the floor as her orgasm continued at full strength. She let the warmth take her for a time that she couldn’t tell how long. It felt like an eternity while she lived it. She wished it been an eternity. Immediately after, it felt like a few seconds.
She tried to get up, and after she stumbled, Pinkie helped her the rest of the way.
“Ah thought I was good that that. Pinkie, how did you do that?” AJ asked.
“Let’s just say I’ve had a lot of practice, eating as much as I have,” she said, giggling.
“Eating sweets or eating pussy?” Applejack asked playfully.
“Why not both?” Pinkie replied. Her laughter was punctuated by a cute snort.
“Well, Pinkie, I think maybe you’ve helped me more than I’ve helped you today.”
“Helped you with what?”
“Well, to be honest, I didn’t know whether I had feelings for girls, too, but now I know where I stand. Thanks.”
“Oh, no problemo.” Pinkie’s eyes suddenly lit up with an idea. “Oh! Oh! I know! We should have a coming out party for you, and we’ll invite everyone and we can have cake, and afterward we can have an after-party-orgy, and—”
“Hold on, Sugarcube,” Applejack interrupted. “Ah just don’t feel that I’d be comfortable with– Did you just say ‘orgy?’” She shook her head. “Nevermind. I’m not sure I’m comfortable just yet telling everyone that I’ve… uh, changed my ways, yet. You understand?”
“Not really, considering straight ponies are actually the minority in Ponyville, but sure. If you need a secret kept, look no further than good ol’ Pinkie Pie to keep it. Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” she said with all the corresponding gestures.
“Ah, ya didn’t have to do the full Pinkie Promise for me, but I appreciate it. Now I don’t suppose I can walk out in public without questioning looks with my face and nethers all shiny and sticky like this. Would you mind if I took another shower really quickly before going back home?”
“Aw, do you have to leave so soon?” Pinkie asked, nuzzling her head up against AJ’s neck.
“Sorry, Sugarcube, but they need me at the farm, and I’m late as it is.”
Pinkie moved to look her in the eye. “Well, do you mind if I took the shower with you?” She fluttered bedroom eyes at the cowpony. “I’m just as sticky as you, and I don’t know if it’ll come out with a good lickin’.”
“What’re you askin’ me for? It’s your house. If that’s what you want, then by all means it’s what you should get. And besides, you think I wouldn’t want to see you soaking wet again?”
They went up the stairs together, giggling all the way.
