(Humanized) Twilight tests a gender-bending spell on Applejack. It doesn't work. At least not entirely.
(Note: The story is humanized)
Twilight attempts to actually perform the first gender-flipping spell in recorded history, using Applejack as a test subject. The spell fails, but not entirely, leaving Applejack stuck with a certain extra bit of anatomy...
"Twilight, are you sure that you know what you're doin'?" Applejack drummed her fingers on the table. "What if somethin' goes wrong?"
"You won't have to worry about that!" Twilight looked up from the anatomy book she had been paging through. "All body modification spells have failsafes built in. Everyone has an inherent magic field that naturally resists and magical effects on the body. I designed the spell so that if it doesn't enact it's primary function, it will automatically discontinue any endeavor to circumvent your inherent resistance, and self terminate."
Applejack's eye twitched. "Care to say that again in English?"
"If the spell doesn't do exactly what it's supposed to do, it'll fizzle."
"And what if it does work? That's kinda what I'm really worried about."
"Why?" Twilight finally looked up, confusion evident on her face. "If everything goes according to plan, what's the problem?"
"It's just...how long are the, uh... the results of the spell gonna last?"
"Well, I can't say exactly, but extrapolating from my knowledge of other transmogrification spells, if I only involve the minimum amount of magic required for the spell to take effect, it should naturally dissipate within a day. Eighteen to twenty hours would be my best estimate."
Applejack swallowed. "That long?"
"Well, I could also reverse it without much difficulty. If you're the one who constructed the spell, dispelling it is trivially easy." She grinned. "All things considered, there's no reason for you to remain in an altered state for more than a few minutes."
"That's all well and good, but why do you wanna test it on me of all people?"
"Well, Fluttershy and Rarity would never be willing to do it. Fluttershy would be too scared, and Rarity puts so much effort into maintaining her figure she'd never let me mess with it. Rainbow Dash might be up for it, but it would probably interfere too much with her training. Pinkie..." She shook her head. "No way in hell. I shouldn't even need to give a reason."
"Yeah, that wouldn't end well." Applejack sighed. "I guess I'm the only one left, then."
Twilight nodded. "Shall we get started, then?"
"I guess we might as well."
"Good!" Twilight clapped her hands and sprang from her seat. "All you have to do is stand right there. Give me some room to work."
Applejack reluctantly rose and stepped into the gap between the stacks of books. "I don't hafta be naked or anything for this, do I?"
"Weeeeeellllll.....It would be easier to perform the spell if I didn't have to account for clothes, but for the sake of your modesty I'll let you keep them on. Besides, I've already accounted for clothes anyway." She paused. "Although it would be easier if you took your hat off."
"Okay, that I can do." She tossed her hat on the table. "You're sure that you'll be able to undo this, right?"
"Of course!" Twilight cracked her knuckles in preparation, even though she didn't need her hands for the spell. "Let's get started. Try to hold still." She closed her eyes and began to draw in as much magic as she could muster.
Applejack swallowed hard. She could feel the energy swirling the air around her, preparing to strike. Twilight's eyes snapped open. They shown a bright white with magical power. The energy circling around Applejack plunged into her. She gasped. She felt the mana flowing through her veins, tightening her chest, making her heart beat faster. It started to burn with a heavy heat, crawling through her body. Mysteriously enough, it crawled down her torso and up her legs, building up right at her crotch. She tried not to think about why it was there. Then there was an enormous flash of white light, and everything was suddenly back to normal.
Twilight stood in front of her, rubbing her eyes like she always did after she turned out a big spell. She shook the brightness away and stared at Applejack. Her face fell.
"Crap," she snorted. "You're still a girl."
Applejack looked down, and noted that her breasts were still exactly where they had been a minute earlier. Even if the spell had been a bust, she was rather relieved. She reached up and gave them a solid squeeze to make sure they were still there. "Yup, I sure am."
"Damn it!" Twilight stomped forward and grabbed Applejack's boobs herself, giving them a good, long kneading. Satisfied that they were, in fact, there, she pressed her palms against Applejack's cheeks for a moment before running her hands down her torso and over her hips. "Yeah, you're definitely still a girl. The spell is supposed to change your bone structure and everything. It obviously didn't."
"I'm sorry, Twilight. I can't say I was all that keen on gettin' turned into a boy, but I do wish you'd have gotten the spell figured out." She took a step forward with the intent of putting a reassuring hand on her friend's shoulder. She stopped mid-step, her thoughts suddenly somewhere else entirely.
Twilight snatched up her notebook and began to flip through it, reviewing her notes. "It doesn't make sense! Normally if it failed all the energy would dissipate, but it didn't for some reason. I guess I should look over my calculations."
"Yeah, that would be great!" Applejack could feel herself starting to sweat. "You don't need me here for anythin' else, do ya?"
"No no, I want to check everything before I try it again. Maybe tomorrow."
"Great! I'll see you later then!" She made a dash for the door and disappeared down the street.
Twilight was too preoccupied with her failure to notice that Applejack's walk was slightly more bow legged than usual.
Applejack hurried towards the farm, each stride feeling more and more awkward. She should have known that Twilight's spell would have had some sort of unintended side effect. Well, this one probably wasn't entirely unintended, but it wasn't quite a side effect either. Hopefully it wasn't quite what she thought it was. At the moment all she knew was that her pants were a bit tighter in the front than they usually were. She burst into the kitchen.
"Hey, Applejack!" Apple Bloom waved at her, but Applejack barely noticed.
"Hey Apple Bloom glad to see you're workin' on your homework make sure you keep those grades up!" She would've taken the stairs two at a time, but she had a nagging feeling that doing so would be quite uncomfortable. She goose-stepped her way up to the second floor and darted into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door with such gusto that Apple Bloom could hear it.
"I guess, she musta really had to take a dump," Apple Bloom muttered.
Applejack paused a moment to take a few deep breaths and look at herself in the mirror. She looked exactly the same as she had before;feminine, yet strong features with a smattering of freckles over the bridge of her nose. Nothing else had changed, she thought. Twilight was no expert on anatomy, but she had obviously been right in her assessment of Applejack's femininity. Which made the bulge in her pants all the more inexplicable.
She fumbled with the button on her jeans and slowly began to pull down the zipper. "Don't be a dick, don't be a dick, don't be a dick, don't be a dick..." She muttered it to herself like a mantra, hoping that sheer force of will would make everything below deck go back to normal. With a deep breath, she let her pants drop to the floor. "Shit."
She had a penis. Her hand shook as she reached down. She shuttered as she confirmed, that yes, it was real, and yes, it was actually attached her. It wasn't too big, she guessed, maybe a bit longer than the width of her hand. It felt a bit like she was holding a sausage. A soft, warm sausage, that she could feel pulsing with her ever-increasing heartbeat. It was smooth, as it should be; it had only been there for about five minutes after all. She gently ran her hand along the shaft, and her heart started thumping even faster. Her hand reached the tip. The head of her penis was wrapped in a foreskin that hid it completely. The skin went past the head and ended in a tight pucker at the end.
She forced herself to breathe slower as she gently massaged the bit of extra skin for a moment. The feeling... wasn't unpleasant. Her index finger slowly began to wriggle it's way past the foreskin, peeling it back and exposing the head of her dick. Her fingertip brushed the head. She inhaled sharply. How could any part of her body be so sensitive? Even her lady bits had never given her such a rush from just a touch. She began to move her finger, drawing circles around the tip of her penis, letting the waves of zest flow wash over her. Then she realized, with a shock, that it was starting to change. It was getting longer, harder, it was beginning to lift away from her body of it's own accord. She drew her hand away from her cock as if it were on fire.
"No," she said to herself. "I am not goin' down that route." She shook her head. Her dick had only been there for a few minutes and she had already caught herself being tempted to jack off. It was too strange for her. Too unfamiliar. She couldn't use her new penis to masturbate unless she had actually come to terms with the fact that she actually had one now. Surely there should be other things at the forefront of her mind, anyway. Like what the hell had gone wrong with Twilight's spell to give her a dick and nothing else? Or how on earth she was supposed to get rid of it. It obviously couldn't stay. Sure, her farm clothes were generally not too form fitting, but panties weren't really designed to be worn by people with dicks.
She began to massage her temples, and realized a bit too late that she was using the same hands with which she had been fondling her penis. Oh well, she thought, it's technically a part of my body anyway. She turned around and faced the mirror, taking a long glance at herself. Twilight's spell hadn't messed around. In addition to the dick, she had received a generous pair of testicles. She reached down and gently cupped them in her hand. Soft, warm, and quite tender. How the hell did Big Macintosh put up with having all that stuff down there? She had once walked in on him in the shower. Needless to say, his package put hers to shame. If the decent-but-not-huge package she had was annoying, Big Macintosh shouldn't even be able to walk in a straight line.
She shook her head. There were more important things she needed to think about than her brother's dick. As a matter of fact, that was one of the last things that she ever wanted to think about. Surely other issues had to be more pressing. Like the fact that she was now at least 10% male. Maybe. She didn't feel any less girly than she had without the dick. Her throat shrank. What if she really was less of a girl now? She lifted her balls slightly, and reached under it with her other hand. She sighed in relief. Her girl parts were still there. Lips, hood, clit, vagina, it was all completely intact and right where it was supposed to be. Thank Celestia, she thought, everything is still there. That was good news, at least. But now the question remained. What the hell was she supposed to do?
Her head was beginning to spin. She flipped up the toilet cover and took a seat and began to mutter to herself. "Dammit. I can't go back to Twilight now. But how else am I supposed to get rid of this thing?" She lifted the end of her dick and let it slap down onto the toilet seat. "I guess I could just put up with it until the spell runs out. She said it would only last for like a day..." The prospect wasn't fun, but it sure beat going back to Twilight and explaining things. It would be uncomfortable, but she could put up with it. It couldn't possibly be that bad. By this time tomorrow, the dick would be gone.
Her heart finally began to slow down a bit. It was nothing to worry about. Twilight had never cast a spell with permanent effects. There was no reason to believe this would be any different. Applejack let her body untense itself. Now that she had, for the moment at least, come to terms with her cock, she realized that she really, really, had to pee. She sighed and let it flow. For a moment, the release felt lovely. Lovely, but not quite the same as it usually did.
"Wait, that ain't right." She looked down. "Dammit, that's not supposed to come outta there!"
For moment she tried to take conscious control of the muscles she had never controlled before and piss out of the portion of her anatomy that she had originally used. She succeeded, but only long enough for the last few drops to land in the toilet. She leaned forward and groaned. Her pants and panties were soaked. She took hold of her dick and shook the last few drops off of the end. "Twilight, what the fuck did you do to me?"
Apple Bloom poked her head into the laundry room. "What're ya doin' Applejack? Today isn't laundry day, is it?"
"I spilled somethin' on myself."
"Really?" Apple Bloom tilted her head. Applejack had never been a good liar.
"Really." Applejack just glared at her.
Apple Bloom glared right back. She couldn't see anything weird other than the fact that Applejack's pants were abnormally baggy.
"Are those Big Macintosh's pants?"
"No."
"So they are, then?"
Applejack's eye twitched. "Don't you have homework to work on?"
Apple Bloom sighed. She did have homework, and her sister's pants weren't interesting enough to be worth further pushing the issue. "Yeah. I'll get back to it."
As always, Applejack awoke begrudgingly, with much displeased groaning about how she was sure she had closed the damn window the night before and what business did the sun have shinin' so brightly this early in the mornin' anyway? She shook her head. That had been one hell of a weird dream. It was a dream, of course. She would never be so stupid to let Twilight use her magic to give her a- she looked down at the bed. There were three protrusions in her sheet. Two of them were her feet. The third...
"Guess I really am that stupid. Never gonna be Twilight's guinea pig ever again..."
"Hey, Applejack! Time to wake up!"
Applejack nearly jumped out of bed at the sound of her sister's voice. She snatched up her pillow and threw it over her crotch just in time as Apple Bloom barreled through the door.
"Oh, you're already awake."
"Yeah, I sure am." She stared at Apple Bloom, who stood in the doorway, not moving. "Well, get goin'! Ya don't wanna be late for school!" She made a shooing motion with her hands.
"Ugh, fine," Apple Bloom grumbled as she headed to the kitchen. "She's always so grumpy in the morning..."
Satisfied that her sister was out of her hair, Applejack lifted up the sheet and took a gander underneath it. Sure enough, her panties were completely and totally insufficient at containing her penis, which protruded from the undergarment in an almost menacing fashion. She had never seen an erection before; not in person at least. (Farm life didn't leave much time for those kinds of escapades; besides, all of her manual labor had given her very strong and very dexterous fingers, and that was as much as she needed.) Her dick was totally rigid, curving upward; the head seemed almost swollen, the tip protruding just a bit out of her foreskin. She slid her hand under the sheets and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. It was hot; she could feel the blood causing it to throb, so hard that it almost ached. She shifted her body. The sheet descended slightly and brushed against the exposed head of her penis. She gasped. It was as if something was about to burst within her.
Her index finger found its way to the tip of her dick. A ticklish thrill ran through her as she rubbed the head with her fingertip and teased the hole with a gentle press. She squeezed, and slid her hand down the shaft. The foreskin rolled back, exposing the entire head in all its glory. She slid her hand back up, and began to lightly caress it between her thumb and forefinger. With each touch, heat coursed through her. I should stop, she thought. If I don't, I might-
"Hey Applejack!"
She swung her legs out of bed, so that she was facing away from the door. She looked back over her shoulder just in time to see Apple Bloom poke her head into the door.
"Do you want waffles or pancakes for breakfast?"
"I-uh... waffles."
"Okay, great!" She scurried away, to Applejack's relief.
Applejack looked down. Her dick was still poking out of her panties. There was barely enough room in them for the balls. Maybe if her cock had been flaccid she could have crammed it in there, but the morning wood made it an impossibility. Maybe she could pull her shirt over it. She groaned. The dick was technically covered, but it was still glaringly obvious to anyone with half a brain that it was there.
She stood and shimmied across the room to her dresser, being careful to keep her back to the doorway. She snatched her clothes out of a drawer, balled them up in front of her crotch, and made a beeline to the bathroom. With a sigh of relief, she slammed the door behind her, locked it, and doubled checked it to make sure that it was really locked. At least now she wouldn't have to worry about her family walking in on her. She shook her head. That was too close. If you're tryin' to hide your dick, the last thing you want to do is start playin' with your boner. Just don't touch it and it'll go away on it's own. That's how boners work, isn't it?
At the very least she could relax a bit now that she had some privacy. That relaxation allowed her to realize that she really needed to go to the bathroom. She kicked her panties off ( briefly savoring the opportunity to freeball), sat on the toilet, and let it flow.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhshit." She felt a wet warmth spreading across her chest. Her still-fully-erect cock was spraying copious amounts of urine all over her breasts. Against all rational thought, she had to admit it felt kinda good. The warmth of the pee was a rather nice contrast to the overly-cool morning air. Couldn't say she liked the smell, though. "Dammit, next time I gotta remember not to piss with that thing," she muttered to herself. Just as well. She had been planning on taking a nice hot shower, anyway.
Applejack carefully made her way downstairs. The boner had, in fact, gone away on its own, but the constant rubbing against the inside of her pants threatened to send her dick skyward once more. Hopefully if it came to that, the bulge wouldn't show. She was wearing her baggiest pair of jeans, after all. She slunk into the kitchen by way of the laundry room, sneaking her soiled camisole into the washing machine. If anyone asked, she was undressing and it fell into the toilet somehow. Better her family thought she was a klutz than knowing that she had grown a dick and promptly used it to piss over everything, including herself. Seriously, it had been nothing but trouble so far. She checked her watch. Twilight had cast the spell on her yesterday evening, so she estimated that she had approximately fourteen hours before the magical energy would run out, and the dick would disappear into the aether from which it had come.
It would be a long fourteen hours.
Applejack groaned as she hauled her apple stand out of the barn. It was market day, and it was her turn to shill the family product. She wasn't exactly excited about the prospect of having to stand on main street all day. Sure, J. Random Passerby wouldn't notice the lump in her pants (most of them were too preoccupied with her chest), but she sure as hell knew what was down there. She had checked herself a couple of times in the mirror to make sure that it wasn't too obvious, but once you knew it was there, it was kinda hard not to see it. She'd just have to undo an extra button and hope that it drew some attention away from her crotch.
The cart thumped to halt. She crouched down, (not without some brief squashed-balls-related difficulty) and noted that one of the wheels was stuck in a pothole. "Aw crap." She tugged on the cart, but it went nowhere. She moved to the back of it and attempted to lift it, but it was futile. If it were empty, she might have managed, but it was loaded down. She shouted into the loft. "Hey, Big Macintosh, c'mere!" Her brother poked his head down.
"What is it, Applejack?"
"The cart is stuck. Can you give it a shove?"
"Sure thing."
She shook her head and took hold of the handles and waited for Mac to shove it forward. And waited. And waited. Applejack shook her head and began to step toward the back of the cart. At that moment, Big Macintosh grunted, and the whole cart lurched forward. Including the handles, which, as Applejack noted in the split second before impact, were located precisely at crotch height. Applejack make a quiet noise not unlike the sound of air escaping a balloon.
"Sorry about that." Big Mac's voice said from behind the cart. "I couldn't get a good grip on it. You need my help for anything else?"
"Nope." Applejack gasped, trying to stay upright. "Y'all can get back to... whatever it was you were doin'."
"Okay." Big Macintosh clamored back into the loft. As soon as he vanished from sight, Applejack fell to her knees, and curled herself up, clutching her aching member. It was like someone had taken a sledgehammer forged from the essence of solid PAIN, handed the sledgehammer to Iron Will, and then let him take a free shot at her groin. She wanted more than anything else to sprint back to the house, open the fridge, drop her trousers, and stick her dick into the ice cube box. And she probably would have, if she were at all capable of running in her current state. At the moment, merely standing would be a challenge.
Are all cocks that sensitive? Damn, Big Macintosh totally wasn't bein' a wuss when I hit him in the crotch with that apple yesterday. Ugh, for as long as I live I'll never laugh at a groin hit again. Shit, I thought havin' kids was supposed to be the worst pain in the world.
She staggered to her feet and briefly considered how she could get her hands on an athletic cup without anyone suspecting that it was for her own personal use. No no, Big Mac doesn't wear a cup all the time. I can survive. We're down to twelve hours now. You can make it that long.
She gritted her teeth, and took a resolute step forward, towing the cart behind her. I'm gonna sell all these apples, dick or no dick.
"Getcher apples here! Best apples in a hundred miles! Fifteen bits for a bushel! Guaranteed fresh! Y'all know ya want some apple pie for desert tonight! Maybe some homemade applesauce! We also got some jars of it here if y'all are to lazy to make it yourself! Fifteen bits a bushel!"
She cleared her throat and took a break from hollering to address the line of customers that had gathered up in front of the cart. None of them seemed to realize anything out of the ordinary, thank Celestia. Quite a few men (and a few ladies) had taken notice of her cleavage, but that was about it. She didn't like getting attention like that; the apples were good enough to sell themselves, but it sure beat the alternative of having someone notice the presence of a cock in her pants.
"Hey, Applejack."
All the blood drained from her face as she realized that the last customer in the line was none other than Twilight.
"Oh, hey Twi. How are you doin'? Make any progress on that spell?"
"A little. I'm still trying to figure out where all that excess magical energy went. I'll get it figured out soon enough, though."
"Well, that's good to hear." Applejack felt her face growing warmer.
"Yeah, in a few days, we'll try it again!" Twilight gave he a thumbs up. "And that time it'll work. You'll have the full package! Stubble, chest hair, a strong jawline-" She lowered her voice and wiggled her eyebrows. "-among other things."
Applejack swallowed. "B-but I don't want a hairy chest. I like my chest the way it is. Hair free. And I gotta say I ain't too keen on losin' the girls either." She bounced once.
"Yeah, that's kinda regrettable," Twilight said with a shrug, eyeing the extra cleavage intently. "Oh well. Can't go half-assing stuff like this. Anyway, I'll take half a bushel of apples and two jars of preserves. How much do I owe you?"
"For you, we'll call it ten."
"Thanks! Spike's been craving apples all morning." Twilight stuffed the food into her bag. "Oh, and you if you can drop by tomorrow, same time as yesterday, we can take another swing at that spell. Sound like a plan?"
"Yeah," Applejack said with no enthusiasm. "That certainly is a plan."
"Great!" Twilight grinned with a slight lasciviousness. "See you then."
Applejack didn't want to look at the clock. She knew the dick was still there. She could feel it. Every time she moved, she could feel it. She hadn't looked at the clock for hours. According to her calculations, which were admittedly not very reliable, the magic should definitely have run out by 8 o'clock. That was definitely more than the eighteen-to-twenty that Twilight had estimated the spell would last. She still didn't want to look at the clock. If she did, and it was after 8 o'clock, it meant that something was even more horribly wrong with the spell, and she'd have to go to Twilight and explain things. She didn't want to do that. She took a deep breath and took a look at the clock. 9:04.
"Motherfucker!"
She was going to have to take her dick to see Twilight tomorrow.
Applejack had hoped that maybe the dick would vanish during the night. That she'd wake up and be dick-free, 100% girl. No such luck. If anything it looked like maybe it was a bit bigger. It probably wasn't, but it felt like it. The fact that it kept deciding to switch to boner mode every time she touched it made it kind of difficult to judge the size. Of course, that might have something to do with the fact that whenever she touched it, it took all of a few seconds for the touching to turn to fondling, and the fondling to turn into whatever the hell it was that filled the gap between fondling and good-ol' masturbation. Like some sort of bizarre self-foreplay.
She chuckled. The thought of taking her dick out to a candlelit dinner before going back to her place to finally bust a nut was so far the only thing about it that had amused rather than annoyed her. She could put a little top hat on it or something. Anything was funnier when you put a tiny top hat on it. Rock? Amusing. Bunny? Amusing and adorable. Tortoise? Funny. Penis? Definitely funnier. Apple Bloom? Not all that funny, but kinda adorable. Applejack smacked herself for comparing her little sister to a penis. Hell, the words "little sister" should never even be in the same sentence as "penis".
She looked down. The damn cock still sported a raging stiffie. Most of one, at least. Maybe about 70% maximum hardness. Sure, it gave her an excuse to linger in the shower as she waited for it to go down, but she was starting to get hungry. She resisted the urge to poke it to see if it had softened any. If she touched it, it would just re-harden and she'd have to wait that much longer for breakfast. Her mind would have to get itself elsewhere.
She took the bottle of bodywash and squirted a glob onto her chest. The white goo clung slightly to her skin, slowly dribbling between her breasts. Huh, I bet that's what it would look like if I blew a load on my- oh dammit. Her dick was at full attention once again. She did her best to ignore it and began to lather herself up, rubbing the goop into her breasts, caressing them tenderly, flicking her nipples through the soapy foam that surrounded them. They began to grow harder as she fumbled them between her fingers. She sighed. She didn't even need to look down. Her nipples weren't the only things getting harder.
Must be some sorta wire-crossing thing. Shit, I wish playing with my boobs wouldn't give me a boner. You'd think my girl parts and boy parts would operate separately. She reluctantly stopped groping herself and tried to keep her hands away from touching anything that could be the slightest bit arousing. Applejack closed her eyes and focused on her hair. No nerve endings there. No one had ever gotten a boner from their hair. She hoped. Given her luck this week, it wouldn't be that surprising to discover she had a hair fetish or something.
Applejack walked slowly down the street towards the library. She had to get rid of the cock. The damn thing had been driving her crazy all day. Aside from the fact that she had be extra careful to keep it from getting hit, it was getting harder and harder to resist the urge to lock herself in the bathroom for a good, long wank. It was maddening. Her mind kept coming up with excuses for why she should just give in and rub one out. "The cock hasn't been anything but trouble; you should get some kind of pleasure of this ordeal", "After you jack off, it'll take a while to recharge and you won't have the urge any more", "Come on, just touching it feels amazing! Think how good it would be if you went a bit further!" and "Never before the history of the world has a girl grown a dick! You're wasting the opportunity!". Her brain was really starting to grasp at straws. And it was working; she had very nearly considered it just so she'd finally be able to think about something else. As a matter of fact, she still wasn't quite sure how she had managed to make it through the day without giving in. But that was just as well. As soon as she overcame her apprehension and told Twilight what was wrong, the cock would be a thing of the past.
She sighed, and entered the library.
"Applejack, I'm so glad you're here!" Twilight seemed far too happy. "I'm just about ready to make a second attempt on the spell."
"Yeah, about that..." Applejack paused. She couldn't quite bring herself to explicitly state what was wrong. "It kinda turned out that your spell actually did kinda do somethin'"
"Really!?" Twilight smiled widely. "That's great! I thought it had failed completely! What did it do?"
"It... uh... it gave me somethin'."
"Oh, it didn't cause you to start growin' facial hair did it?"
"No." Applejack couldn't believe that Twilight wasn't picking up on it. "It's a bit more... substantial than that."
"So chest hair, then?" Twilight cocked her head to the side. "Did you shave your chest or something, then? Your boobs look perfectly fine to me." Without hesitation she reached forward and stuffed her hand into Applejack's cleavage. "Wow, it's still so smooth! What did you use to shave? I should use that stuff on my legs."
"I didn't grow any chest hair!" Applejack yanks Twilight's hand out from between her boobs. If Twilight messed with them too much Applejack would get stuck with a one-way ticket to Boner City.
"Oh. Well, if you aren't growing hair in any weird places what's the problem?"
"Twilight, are you being serious, or are you just messin' with me?"
"Why would I mess with you? I just want to make sure that you don't have any hair growing in weird places."
Applejack groaned. For someone so intelligent, Twilight could be very stupid sometimes.
"Are you serious? How can you not-" Applejack's eye twitched.
"How can I not what?"
"Oh, hell!" Applejack dropped her pants, and pointed at her crotch with both hands. "Your spell caused me to grow a dick!"
"Ohhhhhh!" A light went on in Twilight's head. "That explains so much! Now I know where all the extra magical energy went! There were a couple of different parts to the spell, and all the magic must have gone into that one! It's not quite what the spell was supposed to do, but it's a perfect proof of concept! It can be done!"
"Well, that's... good for you, I suppose, but what am I supposed to do about this thing?"
"Hmmmm... Twilight crouched down, putting herself on eye level with the penis, staring at it intently. Applejack could feel a stirring feeling in her crotch, signalling the beginnings of an erection.
"Uh, Twilight? What are you doin?"
"It's kinda cute, actually." Twilight ignored Applejack. "I really like the foreskin. It gives your dick some character." She slowly raised her hand and gently cupped Applejack's nutsack. "Oooh, this is nice, too. It's so soft, but still a little firm." With her other hand, she began to caress Applejack's cock, gently rubbing the foreskin between her thumb and forefinger.
"T-Twilight, what are you doin'?"
"Ooh, it's starting to get hard!" Twilight gave the shaft a gentle squeeze. "But it's still a bit squishy!" Her finger began to worm its way through the foreskin.
"Twilight!" Applejack began to sweat, her heart beating faster than it ever had before. "Don't do that!"
"It's so warm..." Twilight felt Applejack's cock twitch as she drew her fingers over the glans. "...so warm."
Applejack groaned, and took a step back and out of Twilight's grip. She swiveled her hips as fast as she could manage, thwacking her semi-erect penis across Twilight's face. "Knock it off!"
"Huh?" Twilight blinked, her mind trying to process the shock of the turkey slap.
"What the hell are you doin'!?" Applejack said. "Your spell caused me to grow a cock, I come here to get you to fix it, and the first thing you do is get all touchy? What, were you gonna blow me next or somethin'?"
"I-uh, no! No!" Twilight's normally pale cheeks were flushed. "I was just examining it!"
"Examining, nothing! You were halfway to givin' me a handjob."
"I-I was just checking if your female anatomy was still there!"
"By feelin' up my cock?"
"Okay, okay! I got distracted!" Twilight crossed her arms and sniffed. "It's a very nice cock, after all."
"Thanks, I guess." Applejack scratched her head. "So, even if you do think it is nice, can you get rid of it? It gets in the way a lot, and I kinda prefer being all girl."
"Um, probably..."
"What do you mean, probably!? I thought you said that undoing a spell was real easy!"
"Well, if the spell goes like it's supposed to, it is." Twilight shrugged. "Basically, I tried to cast a multi-part spell on you, and it stopped working halfway through. But it still ended up being a complete spell in itself. Just not the one I wanted to cast. So until I figure out how to work that spell on its own it'll be complicated to undo it."
"You mean I'm stuck with this thing!?"
"Until the magic runs out, yes."
"It was supposed to have run out of magic by now already! Why's it still there?"
"Well, the spell was supposed to change your whole body, so I had to use a lot of magic," Twilight said. "But it only gave you a dick."
"I know that!"
"My point is, all the magic that was supposed to go into maintaining a fully-body change is now dedicated to maintaining your penis."
"So, how long is it gonna be before it goes away?"
"I have no clue." Twilight shrugged. "I'd have to calculate how much magic is required to give you a dick, and then I could use that information to extrapolate the rate of--"
"Damn it, Twilight!" She grabbed her semi-boner and waggled it at Twilight. "You gave me this penis, and you are goin' to get rid of it!"
At that precise moment, Spike walked in.
"Hey, I was making some cookies, and-- Oh."
"Oh, fuck." Applejack moved to cover her dick, but realized it was too late.
"Um..." Spike couldn't help but stare. "I-uh... never realized that you had one of those."
"That's because I didn't until a few days ago."
"But why do you have one now?"
"It's Twilight's fault."
Spike turned to Twilight. "Why on earth would you need a spell for that?"
"It wasn't on purpose, okay! I was just trying to turn her into a man."
Spike decided he didn't want to know the reason for that. "And I'm guessing it didn't work."
"Hell no, it didn't!" Applejack grunted. "I'm only here so Twilight can tell me how to get rid of it."
"Okay, okay! I can think of one way that we might be able to make it go away faster, but you probably won't like it."
"Well, what is it?"
"The thing with body modification spells is that they're magically powered. That is, a good portion of the magical energy used to make the modifications is used to make them... functional. By, uh... making full use of the modification you may be able to use up the magic energy in a shorter time."
"Are you implyin' what I think you're implyin'?"
"Maaaaaaaybe."
"Twilight, would you just go and say what you're gonna say already?"
Twilight groaned. "If you cum, it'll use up the magic energy faster."
"What!?" Applejack's eye twitched. "Are you telling me that I hafta jack off if I want to get rid of this?"
Spike snorted. "Not just jack off, you have to Applejack off!" He chuckled to himself for a few seconds before noting that Applejack and Twilight didn't share his sense of humor. "Fine, I'll shut up."
"I'm sorry, Applejack, but it's the only way to use it up," Twilight said in a tone implying she wasn't sorry at all. "It's either that or you'll have to hang onto it for quite a while. With all the magic I used, it might be a month or more before it goes away on its own."
"A month!?" Applejack stomped her foot angrily. Her dick bounced around. "Fine! I guess I'll just have to whack off, then! I got half a mind to do it all over your bookshelves, as it's your fault I'm in this predicament!"
"No, no, no!" Twilight exclaimed. "That won't be necessary. I mean, it is my fault, after all. So I'm... I'm going to help you out."
"Help me out?"
Twilight cracked her knuckles. "That's what friends are for, isn't it?"
"Twilight. are you sure you wanna do this? I'm pretty sure I can handle it myself."
"It's fine! Now get your pants the rest of the way off! You'll fall over if you keep them around your ankles like that."
"Are you sure you're sure?" Applejack asked. She already knew the answer, which was why she had started to kick her pants off.
"Well, you're right, it's my fault that you have that a penis, after all. It's only fair that I help you get rid of it." She put her hands and Applejack's shoulders and began to direct her, leaning her back against the table in the center of the room Applejack found herself half leaning, half sitting on the table's surface. "You just try to relax."
Twilight crouched down. She began to fondle Applejack's balls with her left hand, and with her right began to toy with her foreskin. She smiled as the cock began to harden and she wrapped her fingers around the rapidly enlarging shaft, gently squeezing with her fingers as she began to stroke it. "How am I doing, Applejack? I've never done this before."
"Y-you're doin' fine." She allowed herself to focus on the warmth of Twilight's hands.
"Great!"
Applejack was more or less fully erect. The very tip of her dick just barely poked out of the foreskin. Twilight softly pressed her finger against it, grinned as she watched Applejack squirm at the ticklish thrill. She squeezed; she could feel Applejack's heartbeat starting to speed up. She squeezed harder, and slowed her strokes. The foreskin slid back, revealing the head of her penis. It was very pink, and pleasantly soft and smooth. Twilight switched hands, stroking the shaft with her left while the index fingertip of her right hand traced small circles around the glans, taking care to go along the edges of the fleshy lobes on the bottom.
"T-Twilight, for someone who never did this before, you sure seem to know what you're doin'."
"I read a lot." The fingertip circles turned into a spiral, getting tighter and tighter. Twilight's fingertip slid over Applejack's dickhole, pressed down, and wiggled. "Would you look at that?" Twilight drew her finger away. A thread of precum followed it. She looked up at Applejack, raised an eyebrow, and put her finger into her mouth. "Mmmm."
"W-what...are you- Ah!" Applejack squirmed as Twilight continued swirling her finger over the head of her penis, coating it with a coat of precum.
"I'm just trying to make it an enjoyable experience, for both of us."
"Yeah, but, but what if somebody sees us!"
"What, are you afraid that somebody is going to see your dick?"
"A little bit, yeah."
"You'll be fine," Twilight said as she continued to gently massage Applejack's nutsack. "Heck, you were only a little embarrassed when Spike saw it, and by now you probably didn't even remember that he was here!"
"Oh, right." Applejack glanced at Spike, who was watching the spectacle rather intently. "But still..."
"I guess you're right. It isn't fair if you're the only one who's all exposed like this." Twilight grinned and unbuttoned the top few buttons of her shirt and pulled it open. With a snap, her she yanked her bra off and threw it to the side. "There we go! You like these, don't you?"
"Y-yeah." Applejack stared at Twilight's breasts, which were framed by the edges of her open shirt. They weren't particularly good, but they were exquisitely perky, tipped off with adorable pinkie nipples. Twilight swiveled her body. Her breasts were just large enough to sway and bounce.
"I know they aren't all that big, but I like to think that they at least look nice."
"Well, they do."
"Great!" Twilight took Applejack's cock and pressed the tip of it against her skin, directly between her breasts. She began to swing it back and forth, leaving trails of precum across her chest. Applejack watched intently as the cool air of the library caused goosebumps to form on Twilight's body. It felt like her dick was getting even harder as Twilight rubbed the head against her breasts, tweaking it against her nipples, which were starting to grow erect.
"Why don't we really get things started?" Twilight said.
"What you mean, 'really get things started'!?" Applejack's knuckles went white as she gripped the edge of the table.
"Are you two gonna fuck?" Spike interrupted. Both girls only glared at him. "What?"
"You can't just jump straight to that! You have to build up to it!" Twilight sniffed. "It's no fun to do that. It's over too quickly. Which is why we're going to do this first!"
She released Applejack's penis, and cupped her hands around her breasts. She leaned forward and pressed her boobs around AJ's dick, and began the massage. She rocked back and forth on her heels, letting the cock slide up and down in her chest. Her breasts were just large enough for it to work.
"T-that feels amazing!" Applejack gasped.
"It would probably be a bit better if my boobs were bigger, but it's still nice, right?"
"Well, you're making me do all the work! Why don't you get into it a little!?" Twilight released her breasts and grabbed Applejack's ass. "Move around a bit!"
Applejack took a deep breath and slowly began to thrust, matching the rhythm of her hips to Twilight's kneading. Her hands shook as she fumbled with her shirt, popping open the buttons that held her breasts in. She pulled her bra out of the way, letting her ample breasts hang out of her shirt, swaying with each thrust. Her hands found their way to her boobs, and she began to squeeze herself, flicking her nipples as Twilight worked her dick.
Never in her life had she felt such intense pleasure. Granted, she didn't masturbate that much, but this was something else entirely. Maybe she had just gotten used to her usual methods. Either way, it was unbelievable. And this was just the buildup. When she actually came... she knew that she'd blow a load, but that couldn't be it, could it? With the way she felt right now, she could only think that when she finally came, it would turn her completely inside out. It couldn't possibly be any more--
She gasped. Twilight had pinned her back against the table, stopping the thrusts. The girl was still squeezing her breasts against Applejack's penis, and had craned her neck forward to put her lips against the head of Applejack's cock. Twilight's tongue was everywhere, exploring every nook and cranny of Applejack's dick under the foreskin, lapping up every drop of the precum that oozed from the hole. She sucked hungrily on it, as if it would kill her to stop. Her tongue probed Applejack's dickhole, summoning every inch of dexterity she could muster to tease it.
Applejack clutched at her chest, pinching her nipples in an attempt to coax more pleasure out of her body. Her breaths had degenerated to ragged gasps. Her legs began to shake as her knees began to feel more and more like jello.
"T-Twilight... if you keep doin' that... I... I'm gonna..."
"Not yet!" Twilight stopped sucking just long enough to say the words.
"I-I'm hittin' my limit here!" Applejack panted. "If y'all keep it up... I'm... I'm..." Twilight let go of Applejack's dick. Applejack leaned back on the table, barely able to stand. Her dick throbbed, yearning to let its load go. Precum was practically pouring from the tip, dripping slowly down the shaft. "Twilight..." Applejack's chest heaved. "..why'd ya stop? I was just about there!"
"That's why I stopped." Twilight licked her lips and savored the taste. "I'm not done with you yet."
"Not done? What else are you gonna do?"
To answer, Twilight unzipped her pants.
"Wait, you want me to- to-"
Twilight nodded and slipped her pants off, revealing that her personalized cutie mark panties. "Why not?" She shoved Applejack away from the table and bent down over it, thrusting her ass out. The blood drained out of Applejack's face as she stared at Twilight's tight, smooth buttocks. "Well, aren't you going to get those pesky underwear off of me?"
Applejack nodded dumbly and slipped her fingers under the edges of the panties, and began to slide them down.
"No, no, no!" Twilight shook her head. "Not with your hands."
"O-okay, then." Applejack stepped closer. The top of Twilight's butt crack was just barely visible at the top of her panties. Applejack pressed the tip of her cock into it and began to slide it down, slowly shoving the panties out of the way. She paused to rub the shaft of her dick between Twilight's butt cheeks. It was amazing. She continued to push the panties down. They slipped past Twilight's hips and onto the floor.
Applejack couldn't help but stare. Twilight's butt wasn't particularly large, but still toned. It was also incredibly pale; pasty white except for the violet starbursts on her hips. How on earth does she have such a cute ass when she just sits on it all day? Twilight's pussy lips were just barely visible. The mere glimpse nearly caused Applejack to blow her load. She rubbed her dick up and down Twilight's butt crack, leaving a glistening trail over it. She put a hand on each side of Twilight's ass and began to massage.
"Come on, Applejack!" Twilight said. "Put it in!"
"A-are you sure, Twi?"
"Of course! Go for it!"
"Alright. Here goes!" Applejack closed her eyes and pressed her dick in. Twilight was so tight. Appplejack took a deep breath and shoved. The head of her dick disappeared into Twilight.
"HEY! Applejack, what the hell!?"
"What is it?" Applejack opened her eyes to find Twilight glaring back at her over her shoulder. "Did I push too hard?"
"You put it in the wrong hole!"
"Oh." Applejack looked down to see that the head of her dick had disappeared into Twilight's asshole. "Oops."
"Get it outta there! If you're going to fuck me, do it right!"
"Okay, okay!" Applejack pulled her dick out. "Let's try this again." She slid her dick a few inches lower and thrust in.
"Ahhhh!" Twilight gasped as Applejack's entire penis slid into her. "Yes! Just like that! Your dick feels amazing!"
Applejack didn't even bother to say anything. She was too busy enjoying the feel of Twilight's vagina. It was so warm and soft and tight, and it felt as if it was squeezing her cock. She put her hands on Twilight's hips, braced herself, and began to thrust. At first she went slowly, savoring every inch of pleasure as her penis went in and out of Twilight's pussy. Without even thinking, she began to sway faster and faster, her breasts starting to bounce as she pushed harder and harder. The air was filled with a damp thwapping as her hips smacked against Twilight's.
"S-so, how's it feel?" Twilight gasped. Her entire body was shaking, and her knees were beginning to shake.
"Unbelievable!" Applejack started to hump as fast and hard as she could. The whole table rocked as she all but slammed herself into Twilight, who gasped in delight.
"Twi, I- I think I'm about to come!"
"M-me too!" Twilight cried. Her words collapsed into ecstatic gasps as Applejack pounded her.
Applejack wanted to scream. Never in her life had she felt anything like this. Her dick felt like it was about to erupt, and her entire body shook with excited bliss. She flung her body against Twilight's, reaching around and groping at her breasts as she fucked her. She had never blown a load before, but she knew that she was about it.
"Twi, I- I- I'M-!"
Suddenly she was silent, and the frantic hump ceased.
"Applejack, what the hell are you doing!? I was just about to come!" Twilight scowled and looked back at Applejack. "Get back in there and finish the- oh."
Applejack had taken a step back and was staring down at where her penis had been just moments earlier. Now, there was only her pussy. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth as prepared to vent all the energy had been preparing to release into Twilight. She screamed.
"FUCK!"
Spike groaned. "Damn, and it was just about to get to the good part."
"Well, that was kinda anti-climactic." Twilight shrugged. "But at least the dick is gone, right?"
"Cast it again."
"What?"
"CAST THE SPELL AGAIN DAMMIT!" Applejack slammed her fists on the table, her breasts bouncing all over the place. "I was just about to cum! It was going to be the best feelin' that I'd ever had! I gotta finish it up!"
"Are you sure?"
"Sure, I'm sure! Besides, aren't you a bit peeved that you didn't get to have an orgasm either?"
"Well, I was just going to go dig out my vibrator, but-"
"Twilight, my dick is better than any vibrator you got, and you know it!"
"Yeah, it really was..." Twilight said. "You really want me to cast the spell again, huh? You know you might get stuck with the dick for another day or two, even if you do cum?"
"I'll put up with it," Applejack snapped. "I'll just whack off a bunch or somethin'."
"Alrighty then!" There was a flash of light from Twilight's eyes.
Applejack looked down. The dick was back. Unfortunately, it hung limp and completely non-erect.
"I guess I'm gonna have to get it up again," she said.
"Yeah, I guess when the spell ended, so did your boner."
"Well, better get back to work!" Applejack grabbed her dick and stuck her finger into the foreskin and began to fiddle with it.
"I think I know a way, we may be able to expedite the process," Twilight said, grinning lasciviously. She crouched down and reached past Applejack's balls, and pressed her fingers against Applejack's pussy. "You are still a girl, after all." She squeezed Applejack's pussy lips for a moment before sliding her fingers inside. Her hand floated back and forth, tickling Applejack from the inside. Applejack's dick rapidly began to extend.
"Aw yeah." Spike nodded in approval.
"Oh, shut it!" Applejack grumbled. "You ready for it, Twi?"
"Again, you can't just jump straight to the fucking!"
"I ain't jumpin' straight to it! We went through all the buildup and stuff already and we just missed the fuckin' cause your spell went out at the worst possible time! Why can't I just pick up where I left off?"
"But the whole point is to savor the pleasure!" Twilight rolled her eyes as she continued to knead Applejack's balls. "It's not like you're in a rush or anything."
"Dammit, Twilight, I just wanna cum already!"
"Hey, I'm the one who's gonna get fucked here, and I want some buildup!"
"OW!" Applejack glared down. "Go easy on the balls, Twilight. They're real tender."
"Fine, fine. I suppose we can get things moving." She leaned forward and sucked Applejack's dick into her mouth. This time she went so much further than just the head. Applejack stared at her dick as nearly the entire shaft disappeared past Twilight's lips. Never in her life would she have thought that Twilight could suppress her gag reflex so well. Twilight's head bobbed back and forth, massaging AJ's cock with her tongue. One of her hands was still knuckle deep in Applejack's vagina, massaging the inner labia as they searched for the elusive g-spot. Her other hand grabbed at Applejack's ass, slowly making its way towards her crack. Applejack gasped as Twilight's index finger shoved it's way into her anus and began to wriggle. Twilight let the penis slide out of her mouth.
"That's what you get for sticking your dick in my butthole!"
"I don't know why you were complainin'. It feels pretty good."
"Never woulda pegged you as the type to be into anal."
"I wouldn't have thought much about buttsex myself, but I wouldn't have guessed that I'd ever actually like havin' a dick either! Speakin' of which, why don't you get back to suckin' on it?" She took her penis and wagged it back and forth, sending a trail of precum and saliva spattering across Twilight's face. Twilight giggled and stuck out her tongue, touching it to the tip of Applejack's dick, lapping up the precum. Her tongue was amazingly dexterous as it poked and prodded at AJ's head. Twilight shot AJ a lusty glance before putting her lips around the end of the penis, her tongue all but attacking the dickhole. At the same time, she thrust her fingers even deeper into Applejack's anus. Her other hand finally found Applejack's clitoris. Her fingers pushed back the hood, and began to rub it. AJ's knees nearly buckled at the sudden triple onslaught.
She put her hands on Twilight's head and began to thrust, shoving her penis as far in as it could go. Her balls slapped against Twilight's chin. Twilight answered by digging her hands even further into Applejack's body and shoving her tongue even harder at the tip of AJ's cock. Her fingers stirred Applejack's insides, sending her into near spasms of pleasure.
"T-Twilight! Why didn't you do this before?" She fought to keep herself from blowing her load. She couldn't let it go that soon; she had to get into Twilight's pussy again. That was what she wanted more than anything else. She had to give Twilight a proper dicking. She released Twilight's head. The librarian gasped as AJ's dick popped out of her mouth.
Twilight breathed deeply as she looked up at Applejack. She licked her lips and spoke. "Fuck me."
Applejack grabbed Twilight under the arms, lifted her to her feet, and pressed her back against the table. Twilight let herself flop onto her back. Applejack stood still for a minute as she stared at Twilight. She was breathing heavily, her breasts gently rising and falling with each breath. Applejack's eyes wandered lower. For the first time she got a good look at Twilight's beautiful, adorable, and more-or-less perfect pussy. It was only slightly pinker than the pale skin that surrounded it, the slightly-plump outer lips were still tight, making it seem like nothing more than a cute slit. It was completely bare aside from a small tuft of purple and pink hair just above it. It seemed so pristine that Applejack could hardly believe that mere minutes earlier her dick had been inside it.
Applejack gently placed her hands on Twilight's slender legs and pushed them apart. Then she took hold of her dick and slapped it lightly against Twilight's outer labia.
"You ready, Twi?"
"Am I ever."
"Alright then, here we go!" Applejack pushed her penis into Twilight's slit and began to thrust. She tried to hold back and pace herself, but it was a lost cause. Within seconds she was humping furiously. She wrapped her arms around Twilight's legs and lifted her ass slightly off the table as she sent her dick deeper and deeper into Twilight's vagina. The table shook as Applejack pounded away, each push shoving an ecstatic gasp out of Twilight. Applejack savored the sound; Twilight's little happy squeals were delicious. Even if she had been completely and utterly flaccid, just listening to it would give her a hard on. She wished that she had a more pleasant sound to offer than her grunting. Then again, Twilight seemed to be lost in near-orgasmic bliss. She obviously wasn't really listening to Applejack's little noises.
Applejack twisted her hips, rubbing her dick shaft all over the inside of Twilight's pussy. As amazing as Twilight's mouth had been, her cooter was that much more awesome. The pulsing warmth sucked her in, kneading her dick. She looked down at herself. Her breasts were bouncing all over the place, and her penis was slick with the wetness that was oozing from Twilight's pussy. Her gaze crept upward. Twilight's tits were bouncing rapidly. Applejack couldn't resist. She took her hands off of Twilight's legs and reached for her breasts. She squeezed and squeezed, eliciting yet more happy cries from Twilight. The warmth from Twilight's breasts flowed into Applejack's hands and through her body. Twilight wrapped her legs around Applejack's hips as Applejack fucked her.
"Twilight, y-your pussy is...it's amazin'!"
"Your cock isn't half bad either!"
Applejack leaned further and further forward. With each thrust, her face grew closer and closer to Twilight's. She put her hands on the table to steady herself. Her face was mere inches from Twilight's.
"Twilight, you mind if I kiss you?"
Twilight threw her arms around Applejack and pulled her down, kissing her furiously. Their tongues writhed together. Applejack continued to thrust, not just with her hips, but with her whole body, grinding against Twilight. Their breasts squished against each other. Applejack felt Twilight's nipples pressed against her own. Beads of sweat flowed down their bodies, making their skin shine. They could taste it as it crept onto their lips as they kissed, looking for all the world like they were trying to swallow each other.
Applejack gasped. She could barely tell where her body ended and Twilight's began. She humped so fast now that she was merely shaking. Everything was so close and tight; every inch of herself burned with pure, unadulterated delight.
"A-Applejack..." Twilight broke her lips away from Applejack's and forced the words out. "I'm gonna- I'm gonna- AHHHHH!" Twilight's entire body lost itself in a spasm of pleasure. Her back arched and her entire body convulsed as she screamed in climax.
Applejack stood upright, slowing her thrusts. Twilight's pussy had gone crazy, throbbing and contracting madly as if it was attempting to wring an orgasm out of Applejack. It was working. Applejack's pushed slower and slower, focusing all her efforts in a vain attempt to drag out the inevitable as long as she could. With a final squeeze from Twilight's vagina, she lost it.
"Twilight! I'm--" She didn't have the chance to finish. She pulled her cock out of Twilight's pussy just in time. Cum erupted out of her, spattering across Twilight's face and chest. Her dick twitched as semen continued to spurt out, each ejaculation flying shorter and shorter. The first glob splatted on Twilight's throat, the next few on her breasts, then her shirt, then at her waist. The final drops of cum dribbled out, dripping onto Twilight's pussy lips. Applejack gasped for breath, steadying herself on the table. "-comin'," she finished.
"I noticed," Twilight said with a wry smile. She dipped her finger into her belly button, where a few drops of cum had collected, and stuck it into her mouth. "Salty." She let her head flop back on the table. "Did you enjoy yourself?"
"I sure did." Applejack smiled as she looked over her handiwork. Twilight's chest glistened with globules of ejaculate, some of which were starting to slide down and soak into Twilight's shirt. "Sorry 'bout the mess."
"It's fine. I think it'll wash out."
"That. Was. "
Both girls looked over to see Spike staring at them, a massive grin on his face. At some point during the fuckfest, he had obtained a camera.
Applejack glared at him. "Spike, I swear if you show that to anyone, not even your fireproof skin is gonna save you."
"No worries! I'm saving this for, uh, personal use." He giggled and scurried upstairs into his bedroom.
"I don't even wanna know what he's gonna do with that, do I?"
"Don't worry, I'll, uh.. make sure he keeps it quiet!" Twilight sighed. "We gotta do that again sometime."
"Yeah, we totally should." Applejack blinked. The rush was finally starting to wear off. As sexy as cum-covered Twilight was, she probably needed to get cleaned up before someone came in to find a book. "You know we can't tell anybody about this, right? It would be awkward as hell."
"Of course." Twilight nodded. "It'll be our little secret. Nobody else will ever find out."
The library door opened with a squeak.
"Hey Twilight, I have some cupcakes for--" Pinkie Pie dropped the box of cupcakes on the floor.
Applejack and Twilight froze. There was no talking their way out of this one. Both of them were functionally naked, Applejack's boner was still 90% erect, and Twilight was totally coated with spooge. Their only hope was that Pinkie's brain would come up with some outlandish alternate explanation. If anyone would do that, it was her.
"Is that a dick?" she asked.
"Is what a dick?" Applejack said, trying to sound innocent.
"That." Pinkie pointed.
Applejack tried to be nonchalant. "Oh, that. Yeah. That's a dick."
"Have you always had that?"
"Nope."
"Then where did it come from?"
Applejack pointed at Twilight.
"So, Twilight magically gave you a dick, and the first thing you did with it was fuck her?"
"Not the first thing..."
"Hmmm...." Pinkie narrowed her eyes. "That sounds suspicious."
"Pinkie, please don't tell anybody about this! I just got horny, and Twilight offered to help me out!"
"Yes, it would be quite problematic if Celestia heard that I had used my magic for this!" Twilight said. "I would greatly appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone."
"Fine, I'll keep your secret secret."
Both girls sighed in relief.
"On one condition!" Applejack and Twilight twitched. Pinkie smiled widely. "I wanna try having a dick, too!"
TO BE CONTINUED... LIKE, IN A SEQUEL OR SOMETHING!
Applejack sat on the toilet, naked. Her leaved hand was up to its knuckles in her pussy, writhing madly, leaving her thumb free to massage her balls. Her other hand was wrapped around her penis, pumping it furiously. She tried not to think of what Pinkie was up to. When the party girl had shown up in the immediate aftermath of her little experiment with Twilight, she had known that things were about to get weird. She had gotten the hell out of there as soon as she had her pants back on. Sure, the fucking itself had been glorious, but once the deed was done, there was no more reason to stick around, not while Pinkie was around. The only thing that could've been worse than Pinkie was Pinkie with a dick of her own. Applejack hadn't wanted to risk seeing if Twilight would indulge Pinkie's request.
She wondered about it, though. The thoughts wouldn't leave her head. What if Twilight had given Pinkie a dick? Would Twilight let Pinkie fuck her as easily as she had let Applejack? Applejack didn't know much about vaginas, but she couldn't imagine that Twilight's would have been so tight if she was willing to just let anybody with a dick stick it in there. Besides, Pinkie would probably be able to come up with some ways to amuse herself. In fact, it was entirely possible that right now, at this very moment, Pinkie was doing the exact same thing that Applejack was doing.
Maybe she was lying naked on her bed, one hand squeezing her cock, letting its secretions ooze over her. Her other hand would be massaging her ample breasts as she writhed in pleasure. She would squeak, most likely; every motion of her hand would cause her to cry out. The gasps would get louder and louder and louder, and her hands would move faster and faster, and her breasts would bounce and sway, and she would arch her back and scream--
Applejack's entire body lost itself in a paroxysm as gobs of cum blasted out of her cock, landing across her chest in stringy gobs. She trembled as she finally let go of her cock, letting it slap against her tummy and pour its last few drops of semen into her belly button. She'd have to take a shower now, but it was totally worth it.
She was shocked out of her post-coital bliss by a knock on the bathroom door followed by her little sister's voice.
"Applejack, how long are you gonna be in there? I gotta pee!"
"