> A Summer to Remember
>  by Westphalian_Musketeer
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> Prologue: That Feeling of Need and Want
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	"Thank you dear," Rarity said to the banker in front of her. The brown unicorn in front of the fashionista wore a small black vest, and had a chequebook cutie mark.

"T'was my pleasure ma'am," the banker replied with a curt nod and a warm smile.

Rarity floated the piece of parchment she had been given. It was her latest account balance. Her eye's sparkled like the gems she so often used in her clothing as she took in the sight. Her fashion show in Canterlot had been a complete and utter success. Critics had hailed her for her bold use of enchanted thread that changed color depending on a mare's emotional state. Stallions had tripped over themselves to get a product that would offer some illumination to their herdmates inner feelings, while mares simply adored the novelty of a set of clothing that always matched how they felt. Rarity tucked the note into her small saddle bag and went down the road.

The scarf around her neck shone a brilliant sparkling fuschia from the sheer ecstatic joy that was overriding every other feeling. Rarity ignored everypony in town as she made her way to Twilight's. She needed to personally thank all her friends for all the moral support they provided while she worked on her magnum opus. She was, after all, the element of generosity, not modesty. While boasting was typically the purview of her good friend Rainbow Dash, the unicorn could not keep the feeling of pride over her accomplishment to just herself. She needed to go to one of her friends and shout.

"I've finally made it!" Rarity burst the summary of her emotions with all the flash and flare of a Sapphire Shores concert. As villagers looked at her with mild shock at the outburst, Rarity chuckled before swiftly trotting the rest of the way to the library.

When she arrived she opened the door, foregoing the usual habit of knocking on the door of her friend's sanctum. Looking about, Rarity saw Twilight reading in her usual small alcove. The purple mare's horn continued to glow as Rarity walked up to her.

"Twilight, I just wan--"

"Wah!" Twilight slammed her book shut and spun around to Rarity, breathing heavily. "Oh, sorry, I was really concentrating on what I was reading, or trying to at least." Twilight's sides continued to heave as Rarity gave her a confused look.

"Dear, are you sure you're alright? I'm sorry I didn't knock, but that reaction was a little bit much. Are your studies going over well?"

Twilight got off of her seat and took a deep sigh. "Yes Rarity, I'm fine. All my books are arranged, and I'm ahead of my studies." Twilight walked rather slowly to a shelf and pulled out another book, before placing her other book in an open slot on the shelf. She turned to Rarity and smiled. "How are your sales?"

Wordlessly, Rarity floated out the account balance to her friend. Twilight's eyes widened as she looked over the piece of paper. The purple mare's jaw hung loosely. She glanced up at Rarity inquisitively. In response, the white unicorn simply nodded.

"Wow Rarity! I'm really happy for you. I guess you'll be in the black ink for a long time." Twilight walked over to her couch, again rather slowly, and floated the book in front of her.

"Yes I am, with this and the savings account I set up for Sweetie Belle, she'll never have to worry about payments for when she goes to university! Then there's the fact that this will last me quite some time. Then there are future contracts, the money I received for interviews, and... Twilight, are you listening?"

Twilight lowered her book hastily and blushed. "Sorry Rarity, I just wanted to get some leisure reading done, but go on! I'm still paying attention."

Rarity bit her lip at her friend's more-than-usually awkward behavior, but decided to let it pass. "So I was thinking. Seeing as how I've made so many bits, I decided to get all you girls a special treat!" Rarity floated out a scarf made of her emotionally sensitive fabric, and, before Twilight could protest, swiftly wrapped the white garment around her friend.

Twilight's eyes widened as she watched the fabric turn from white to a deep forest green. Distraction. Rarity looked on in shock when the garment became infused with pulses of yellow. Twilight blushed deeply as she rubbed her hind legs together, causing the pulses to flare up briefly. 

Rarity realized her mouth was hanging open before she snapped it shut. That had been the last pattern to show up on the fashion show. When the model was asked what she was feeling at the time, she had blushed as her stallion brushed up against her, making the colors flare up.

"I've been reading to keep my mind off of it. It's been working well enough," Twilight explained.

"Oh, there's nothing to be ashamed of Twilight," Rarity cooed.

"I know that, but I don't exactly want to advertise to the world that I'm in season." Twilight gestured to the closed windows, then retracted her hoof and bit her lip. "Would it be better to keep the windows open, and let the air diffuse, or keep them closed, and let it stay in here?"

Rarity daintily sniffed at the air. It was rather stuffy, even for the summer. As the white unicorn carefully assessed the air, she did catch a slight whiff of Twilight's odor. "Windows open, but wouldn't a studious mare such as yourself already know that?"

"I um... don't normally go into estrus. All day studying, staying up late at night... studying. I guess when I went with you and the other girls for that fashion show, I sort of... How would Rainbow say it? 'Got into the swing of things'?" Twilight threw the scarf off of her as the blue gradients retracted to small purple dots, denoting embarrassment.

"Well," Rarity said modestly. "I'll leave you to uh, 'sweat it out' if that's how you want to go about it. Would you care to come over for tea once you're done in a few days?" Rarity turned to leave before looking over her shoulder. Gears started to grind in her head as the innate gift-giving instinct began to realize something. "Twilight? When was the last time we, as a group, had a vacation?"

"Well, there was the wedding in Canterlot, but that didn't turn out to be relaxing." Twilight lifted a hoof to her chin and gave a pensive stare at the library ceiling. "The train ride to the National Dessert Competition Before that uhhh, Hearth's Warming Eve maybe?" She bit her lip and looked down at the ground. "But we were performing the pageant."

"We haven't really been away for Ponyville for strictly relaxation for quite some time..." Rarity trailed off as she drifted into thought. The gears in her head finally lurched fully as all the pieces fell into place. "IDEA!" she declared proudly. Her saddle bag flipped open and soon a brochure came out of her bag. She trotted over to Twilight and nearly poked the purple mare's eyes out with the paper corners as she shoved it into her face. "Fleur De Lis suggested I consider this if I ever wanted the illusion of roughing it. A tropical vacation!" Rarity announced.

"Tropical vacation? But Rarity, as cheap as real estate is that would still cost a..." Twilight lowered the hoof she had raised when she realized her argument was irrelevant in light of Rarity's fortune. "But the long days would make my estrus come back by the end of the month."

"And there would be no stallions for you to worry about. If you get angsty you'll have all of us to help out. You could bring your books, Rainbow Dash could explore the jungle and play out her Daring Do fantasies, Fluttershy could spend time with the animals, I could sunbathe, and Pinkie..." Rarity pursed her lips before finishing, "can do whatever she'd do."

Twilight floated the brochure in front of her. The trip would be surprisingly cheap, all things considered. The island they'd go to would be one of hundreds in a large archipelago. Equestria was nothing if not vast, so real estate was inexpensive everywhere. It was really just a matter of going about, planting a flag, and building something. "Rent an island for the summer," Twilight said, lowering the pamphlet briefly before bringing it back in front of her. "They each have cabins with plumbing and electricity." Her eyes began to roll over the pages as she became more and more open to the idea. "They bring in supplies each month. Rarity you're a genius!" Twilight set the brochure to the side as Rarity blushed.

"Well let's not exaggerate." Rarity modestly waved off the compliment before Twilight continued.

"Hang on. The prices would be cheaper if we had twelve mares go." Twilight hopped off her couch and walked to her desk. "I know Cheerilee would love to have a vacation after a year of teaching." Twilight pulled out a powder-blue calendar. "And Trixie did say she wanted to take a sabbatical after coming from her latest tour in Las Pegasus." Twilight turned to Rarity and tilted her head. "Can you think of anypony else who'd want to take a break from it all?"

Rarity smiled sweetly. "Oh, I have an idea or two."

Twilight walked over to Rarity. When her hoof brushed against the scarf on the floor, it turned a bright yellow from her anticipation. "Great, you can go get the others. It's best if you go tonight." Twilight lifted a hoof and prodded the white mare. "You've been walking around Canterlot and Ponyville in the sun quite a bit for the last few days. You'll probably be going into estrus soon."

With a nod in agreement, Rarity stepped out of the door to make her proposal to her friends and others around Ponyville who had earned a break.
> Prologue: Gathering the Girls
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	Rarity knocked on the door of her friend Fluttershy's house. Of all of Rarity's friends, the shy pegasus was the most likely to opt out of the planned vacation. The Rarity purse her lips in concern as thoughts of how Fluttershy would react flowed through her head. Most of them involved her curling up in a ball at the very mention of estrus. With her outdoor lifestyle, Fluttershy would be the most regular of all her friends. Coupled with her shyness, all signs indicated that Fluttershy would much rather prefer locking herself in her cottage with some tea, mood music, and few magazines she had worked up the courage to buy over the years.

The door opened, revealing a single light blue eye of Fluttershy. Seeing nopony else was with Rarity, the pegasus breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door all the way.

"Oh um, hi Rarity. What brings you out here? Not that I don't appreciate it, but this is rather sudden." Fluttershy's face lifted up. "Not that I'm unhappy with you visiting!" Fluttershy poked her head out of the door. "There isn't anypony else with you is there?"

Rarity smiled knowingly. "No darling, no stallions here."

Fluttershy blushed deeply. "Oh... Was it that obvious?" She retreated inside her house and proceeded to enter the kitchen.

"Well, it is that time of year, though I haven't started myself. Twilight has though, strangely enough, and judging from all the slightly creeped-out looks from customers leaving Sugarcube Corner, I'd bet that Pinkie has as well." Rarity entered the kitchen and sat at the table as Fluttershy, ever the attentive hostess, made them a pot of tea.

"So um..." Fluttershy trailed off as she pondered her question. "Did you come here to make sure I was handling it alright?"

"Yes and no," Rarity began. "I came here specifically to tell you about an idea I had."

"It isn't a fashion design you want to try is it? Because I don't think I'd do to well wearing anything ummm..." Fluttershy buried herself into her mane. "Form-fitting."

Rarity shook her head. "Nothing like that dear. I was thinking of a vacation to a tropical island with the rest of our friends. Twilight thinks it's a wonderful idea and now I wanted to know if you'd be able to make it."

The pegasus pulled out of her pink shelter and looked at Rarity. "A tropical island," she stated, though the look in her eyes said she had meant it as a question. Rarity nodded. "In the middle of summer." Again, a nod. "With our friends?"

Rarity smiled. "All mares, so we can have some total relaxation."

Fluttershy leaned in towards Rarity, her wings twitching all the while. "All mares? Um, what if I end up needing, or uh... wanting some relief?"

"As always I'd be willing to help you, and if you were to ask others, I'm sure they would as well," Rarity answered. The kettle began to hiss and Fluttershy made the finishing touches to the tea, before giving Rarity a small cup. "The only question is if you'll be able to come, what with all of your..." Rarity trailed off as she noticed the near complete silence of the cottage for the first time. "Animals," she completed. "Where are they?"

"Ummm..." Fluttershy brought her forehooves together and pursed her lips. "They're doing... their own thing now. They kind of started leaving when I started fussing over them while they..." Fluttershy's wings quivered at her sides. "Even Angel Bunny went and found a den fairly far away."

"So that means you can come?"

"Yes."


***


Trixie shut the curtains to her caravan/impermanent household before turning to Rarity.

"And Twilight herself suggested I come with all of you to the island?" Rarity nodded before Trixie looked at her caravan. "The walls of my caravan are thin, and moving it outside of town would do little as I'd still need to come in for supplies. It would be pleasant for us to get away from all these colts who aren't worthy." Rarity gave an incredulous look at Trixie before she stammered, "I mean er..." Trixie frowned and stared at her horn. "I accept. When do we meet and where?"

"We can all leave from Twilight's in two days, go to the coast, and be on our way by the third day," Rarity answered.

"And you're sure that Twilight's going to be with us?" Trixie asked, before she shut her mouth tight.

"Yes, I'm sure she would be able to take some time to teach you magic while we're there," Rarity said.


***


Applejack bucked the tree behind her and was rewarded with a cascade of apples falling into the buckets she had set up. To the side, Cheerilee had her face inside a book, doing her level best to avoid thinking of another particular member of the apple family whenever hoof connected to the trunk.

"A vacation?" Applejack huffed. "Well, Ah've never been to a tropical island, an' neither has Cheerilee." She bucked another tree before looking at her friend Rarity. "Well, Apple Bloom is old enough to help around the farm, but young enough that I don't needta worry 'bout her gettin' frisky with the colts." Applejack began gathering apples that had not fallen into the buckets.

"And Big Macintosh would be able to work much more easily without me here to distract him," Cheerilee added. The mare shoved her nose back into the book and took deep breaths. She moved her rump along the cool grass, and it soothed the itch that had built up in her loins. "And of course, three seasons of tending to school-foals is hard work. I could do with a vacation."

Applejack nodded, before spitting out an apple into a bucket. "An' with the barn raised from the Apple Family Reunion, Ah don't need to worry about fixing it. Applebuck season i'n't until autumn." Applejack took one last apple and placed it in the bucket. "It's a deal."


***


Lightning dust stood there with her mouth gaping at the offer Rarity had just given her. Rainbow Dash reached over and tried to shut it manually with her hoof, only to have it swing back open like a saloon door.

"Uhh." Rainbow Dash looked at Rarity. "I think you broke Lightning Dust."

"I-I n-never thought you'd forgive me after I made such a total flank out of myself!" Lightning Dust exclaimed, and she looked at Rarity. "I mean, I almost got you killed!"

"Well admittedly I had doubts, but you were able to get Rainbow to forgive you," Rarity answered. "And besides! It would be rude of me not to extend the invitation to you as well. You are both going to be starting your careers in the Wonderbolts come this fall."

Lightning Dust sat on her rump, opening and closing her mouth confusedly at the unprecedented offer she had been given.

Rainbow leaned over with a bright smile on her face. "We'll do it!"


***


"You want Vinyl and I to go on a vacation with you? In order to get out of Ponyville for the estrus season?" Octavia leaned back and placed a hoof on her chest. "While I'm flattered you consider us such close friends, Vinyl doesn't go into heat with her night life at the club." Octavia ceased speaking for a moment when Vinyl nuzzled into her. "And I for one don't want to leave her."

Vinyl floated her magenta glasses to rest on her horn. "We can make the trip." She grinned widely at the slightly shocked look Octavia gave her.

"Vinyl," the grey mare gasped, "you said you wanted to find a stallion for us this summer!"

"I said I wouldn't mind if we explored other partners." Vinyl draped a foreleg over Octavia's back. "Lyra is only interested in Bon Bon. This would be a good opportunity if building a herd is what you're interested in."

Octavia pursed her lips in thought before her eyes widened in shock as Vinyl began putting more and more of her weight onto the cellist's back. Octavia gulped as the familiar weight made her body beg for the sensations would follow.

"Alright!" she nearly yelped. "We can join. Just one question though: are there going to be any other musically inclined mares?" Octavia asked

"Well, she does know her way around instruments." Rarity blushed at the thought of the next mare she needed to invite.


***


Pinkie was staring off past Rarity's shoulder with the happiest, widest, and quite possibly most disturbing smile Rarity had ever seen. The unicorn waved a hoof in front of her friend's eyes, legitimately believing she had inadvertently mentioned the one thing that would break Pinkie's brain.

"Pinkie dear, say something." Rarity floated out her emotion sensing scarf and placed it around Pinkie. Pulses of yellow danced about the fabric indicating the mare was definitely thinking of things not meant to be mentioned in front of foals.

Pinkie shook her head and looked at Rarity. "A vacation with you guys? Sure!" Before Rarity could protest, she was drawn into a nearly rib-crushing hug by Pinkie Pie. "This is going to be so fun! We'll build campfires, swim on the beach, tell stories, sing songs, make smores, and in the morning... I'm making waffles!" She pushed off of Rarity to look her in the eyes. "Go exploring, have a drum circle, and all that kind of fun."

Rarity blushed at the party pony's blatant refusal to acknowledge one particular form of fun her body had indicated. "That's wonderful darling, make sure to pack for the occasion."

Pinkie Pie ran into Sugarcube Corner, past the sales counter, and up the stairs to her room. She returned moments later with two suitcases before she whispered something to Mr. Cake. He nodded vigorously before indicating that she should go with a wave of his hoof. Pinkie trotted up to Rarity, towing the suitcases behind her.

"We uhh," Rarity fumbled to tell the eager mare that their departure wasn't for another two days. "We aren't going to be leaving until the day after tomorrow."

One of Pinkie's bags flopped open to reveal an impressive line up of socks and instruments—the musical kind. "Awwww, I understand." The mare turned around and set about cleaning up her baggage.


***


"Twelve mares in heat; it is a situation that's hard to beat." Zecora grabbed her cup and took a sip of tea. "An island adventure sure to please, and we can have some time at ease." The zebra smiled warmly at Rarity. "Your offer, I must accept, for jungle travels, I am an adept."

"Wonderful!" Rarity exclaimed. "That's everypony then, the ship will depart at ten minutes after ten O'clock not tomorrow, but the next day." Rarity reached down to the bitter brew that Zecora made for her. She looked around at the tribal masks leering down at her. "It must be rather lonely here, so far from home..."

"Through the solitude, I make do. While I might not have a colt, of other ways to satisfy, I'm no dolt." Zecora got up from her seat and walked over to a cauldron, she added a yellow powder to the mix. "Special herbs for a fix, to get rid of a mare's ticks."

Rarity eyed the brew curiously. "You mean to say that you were making something to help you ride it out alone?"

"Indeed that is what I meant, a special potion, to provide a vent."

"Sounds like something a lot of the mares in Ponyville would enjoy having." Rarity flicked a bit of her mane out of the way.

"In a way of speaking, mares who drink this find what they're seeking," Zecora replied cryptically.

Rarity took a sip of tea and hummed to herself as the warmth moved down her throat. Everything had gone as well as she had hoped. Now she simply had to pack her own bags in preparation... It's going to be a long night, Rarity thought.
> Journey: If you can't be with the one you love
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	Eleven mares: five of the elements of harmony, Trixie, Cheerilee, Lightning Dust, Zecora, Vinyl Scratch, and Octavia were standing at the docks of Manehattan harbor. In the distance they could see a distinctive dot in the distance growing in size.

Twilight sat on the relatively cool cement edge of the dock and gave a sigh of relief. When the relief subsided she turned to face Trixie. "I'm happy you were able to come on this trip Trixie. I'll be able to study, and Celestia told me that you always remember ninety percent of what you teach! So I can help you learn more tricks for your magic show for your autumn tour when this is all over." An itch in her loins caused her head to snap back and a frown to form on her face. "All over."

The dot in the distance became more detailed, and all the mares could now easily see that the ship was a pristine white.

Trixie opened her mouth to say something to Twilight before the color of the ship prompted Applejack to express, "Now where in tarnation is Rarity! She said ten O'clock, an' here we are, with her nowhere to be found."

"She's probably been distracted by packing," Rainbow Dash answered. She breathed on a hoof and rubbed it against her chest.

The ship drew up to the dock; it had two decks, with a large flat top where they could sunbathe, and the bridge had tinted one-way windows, occluding it. The crew—thoughtfully all mares—began to prepare the ship for loading the luggage, boarding the passengers, and refueling.

"WAIT!"

The group looked to the source of the voice and saw Rarity dragging two massive—and by modest standards gargantuan—suitcases, no doubt filled with only the fashionista's 'essentials'.

"Ah'll go help her out," Applejack said, trotting down the dock to her friend and assisting.

When they reached the others, Rarity was panting. "My apologies, I went through both of my suitcases to ensure I had all the essentials." While Rarity was saying this, Rainbow Dash was behind her; the cyan pegasus moving her forehooves in distinct 'air quoting' fashion. Taking another deep gulp of air, Rarity looked up at the ship commissioned to take them to their island destination. "Oh my, they really meant it when they said 'spared no expense'. She looked at Twilight and smiled warmly. Twilight still had her rump firmly planted on the coolest section of the dock she could find. "Twilight, how are you holding up?"

"As best as I can," she answered while Rainbow Dash walked over to Lightning Dust.

"So, Dust, when we get to the island, we can practice our routine for the Wonderbolts, right?" Rainbow asked.

"Absolutely! Cant wait to show off in front of all those crowds this fall," Dust answered, eagerly nodding her head. A constant chorus of thanks ran through her head for having been able to reconcile with Dash after nearly hurting her friends and being demoted in the Wonderbolts Academy.

While the two pegasi conversed, Twilight breathed deeply, doing her level best to ignore the sensation between her hind legs. Rarity took a few steps closer to her and looked at her concernedly.

"Twilight darling, are you absolutely certain you're alright? I 'd hate you to start crawling up the walls."

Twilight sighed. "I'm sure I can handle it. It's just that it's been so long it's almost like my first time again. I always made a point of studying at night back in Canterlot during the summer."

Rainbow Dash, having heard the phrase 'first time' being used, abruptly stopped her conversation with Lightning Dust and walked over to Twilight. The other soon-to-be wonderbolt was left to her own devices; she walked to the end of the dock and sat down.

"Woah Twilight, first time? You mean to tell me you've never—!"

Twilight shoved a hoof into the pegasus' mouth, perfectly emulating a situation many of her friends and herself had experienced with Pinkie Pie.

"No Rainbow, I'm just saying that this estrus season for me is as bad as my first was." Twilight's cheeks gained a deep magenta coloration from the embarrassing prospect of having to relive what she had emphatically called 'the worst summer ever, of all time'.

Rainbow used a hoof to grab Twilight and drag her over. The feeling Twilight got from the forceful movement of her rump against the dock was altogether a mix of pleasure—and consequent displeasure for having felt the pleasure—for the unicorn.

"Don't worry Twi. If you need some relief, your friendly neighborhood Rainbow Dash is here!"

"As am I," Rarity added, looking over to the ship as the boarding ramp was lowered.

Back at the end of the dock, Trixie was looking at the procedure between the three elements of harmony when she heard a dejected sigh that matched her expression of longing. Turning her head, she saw Lightning Dust looking at the group just as Trixie was.

"You're interested in getting to know them better as well?" Trixie asked.

Lightning Dust started and looked at Trixie before relaxing. "Yeah, I suppose. Just as a way to reconcile I guess." Lightning lowered her head, giving an empty stare at her hooves.

Flicking her tail to breeze herself, Trixie walked over and sat beside the teal pegasus. "I'm lucky they were willing to give me a chance after what I did to them as well."

Lightning Dust's expression became lively as she gazed at Trixie's features. "What did you do? I caused a tornado that nearly sent all of Rainbow's friend's plummeting to the ground."

Trixie flinched back at the thought, causing Lightning to resume her sad look. "I turned their entire town into my personal plaything and abused all the inhabitants under the influence of an ancient corrupting amulet," the unicorn said.

Lightning Dust's mouth gaped as she gave a slightly shocked look. Realizing that she was staring, she shook her head. "Guess we've both been lucky to get friends like them."

"Yes..." Trixie looked at Lightning with a wandering eye. "Could you ever see yourself... with one of them?" When the teal mare's eyes snapped up to her face, Trixie stared out into the distance. "With a stallion of course... I'm not presuming you're only interested in—"

"How bad is your heat?" Lightning asked.

"I uh..."

"ALL ABOARD!" shouted Pinkie Pie, preempting the captain and cutting short the conversations of all mares present.

Trixie stood up. "We can continue this conversation later." She trotted to the boarding platform. Her horn glowed to wrap her suitcase in magic, and she brought it with her.

The twelve mares were helpfully shown to each of their cabins by a pink unicorn in a white sailing uniform: Twilight with Rainbow Dash, Applejack with Cheerilee, Vinyl with Octavia, Zecora with Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie with Rarity, and lastly, Trixie with Lightning Dust. The ship soon departed and the mares were left with an hour before lunch was to be served.


***


Twilight sat on her cabin bunk, looking at a book on the only adornment she had left on it: a white pillow. She tried to focus on the words, but every time she got through a sentence, her attention glazed over and she found herself just running her eyes over the paper.

"Ugh!" she expressed, firmly planting her face in the book. She kicked at the sheets beneath her, having grown irritated by the warmth that pressed against her every time she settled into position. "Ohhohoho! Why did I have to go into estrus?" she asked of nopony in particular. Leaning forward slightly, her forehoof tucked underneath her and rubbed at the very outer edges of her marehood. The mild twinge of pleasure that ran up her body granted Twilight a moment of lucidity.

She looked up at her book and read a full paragraph before her nethers called for attention again. Twilight placed the book to the on the floor underneath her bunk and lay on her side. She faced the warmly lit aquamarine walls of the room she was sharing with Dash. Keeping a hoof over her crotch, Twilight looked over shoulder to the door. With a glow of magic, Twilight flipped the lock, floated over a second pillow, and stuffed it between her legs, pressing her hoof into her slit by a small amount.

Twilight gave a satisfied sigh as she began to move her hoof up and down her entrance. She closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift where they pleased as her hoof did the same. Her hoof ran up and down faster and faster until Twilight started squealing in delight. Acting out of reflex, Twilight bit into the pillow to stifle herself while she continued to satisfy herself.

Slick juices flowed from her marehood, soaking the pillow as she occasionally rubbed her clitoris. When her hoof movements became erratic, she hit the sensitive nub and climaxed. It was a short affair, but it left her hoof and pillow dampened. Twilight's soft pink tongue lolled out as she lay her head down and breathed through her nose, reveling in the heady odor of her masturbation.

As the thought of what she had just done set in on her, she looked down on the soiled pillow. This isn't even my pillow to use like that. Twilight floated the clean pillow on the floor over to Rainbow Dash's bunk. I should have gone and asked for help with this.

Just then the cabin door opened and Rainbow Dash walked in. Twilight scrambled to set up a protective wall of blankets between her and the intruder; just as she had when she was a foal and didn't want to stop studying at her parent's insistence that she go to sleep.

"Rainbow!" she cried. "How did you get in here? I locked the cabin!"

Slightly wide-eyed from the outburst, Rainbow spat out a set of keys onto her bed. "Keys?" she replied, tilting her head. She sniffed at the air. "Hooowee!" she exclaimed like an unaccented Applejack. "Smells like flank in here, you've really got it bad." Rainbow looked at Twilight, who had buried herself in the blankets in a near perfect emulation of Fluttershy. Dash rolled her eyes and hopped onto her bed. "Hoofed it huh?" The pile of blankets quivered. Taking it for a nod, the pegasus continued. "That's alright, no need to be embarrassed about it."

"I'm embarrassed about being caught, not the action itself," the pile answered.

"Twilight? Is your heat really that bad?" Rainbow asked, scrunching her face as her voice cracked slightly like when she often asked probing questions.

"You know that waterfall in Canterlot?" Twilight asked.

"Uhhhh, yeah?"

"When I had my first estrus ever I stood in the river right at it's base to cool off after Princess Celestia told me the facts of life. That waterfall is freezing cold; it was the most relieving thing." Twilight poked her head out from the blankets.

"Yeah well, my first time I dry-humped a cirrus cloud. It was only two years later I learned about coolers." Rainbow lay her head on the pillow and immediately noticed a long purple strand of mane. "Twlight... where's the other pillow?"

When she looked over, she saw Twilight had resumed concealing herself. A pillow floated out in a magical aura and hit the ground. One corner was dampened. "I'm sorry."

Rainbow smacked a hoof to her face and took a few moments to regain herself. When she had done so, she hopped off the bed and went to her suitcase. Rummaging through it, Rainbow found her cooler. It was essentially a strap-on that came with a pump to be filled with a simulated ejaculate, meant in particular to trick every part of a mare into believing she had done her duty to nature. It was a bland thing, regular size, and white in color. Dash filled up the pump from a bottle she kept and walked over to her friend's bunk.

The pegasus placed the sex-toy on Twilight's bunk and poked the pile of quivering blankets with a hoof. The blankets immediately ceased moving as Twilight gave a shocked "What?"

"Twilight, I don't like seeing my friends go through what you are. That and I don't want you to end up hoofing it during lunch so... let me help you?"

When Twilight failed to respond Rainbow sighed exasperatedly before pulling away all the blankets from Twilight with a swift motion of her hoof. Twilight was there, curled into a fetal position with her front hooves between her hind legs. Twilight's eyes were pins as a blush spread over her face. "I'm sorry, I really need to exercise some self-control."

"Don't apologize. We're going to exercise, just not self-control," Rainbow answered, pushing the cooler towards the lavender unicorn. "Help me strap it on?"

Twilight's horn glowed as she lifted the plastic-and-rubber penis and wrapped the straps around Rainbow's body. Tying it up, she was left to admire Rainbow standing their with the cooler in place, her horn continuing to glow. "You'll be gentle, right?"

Rainbow hopped onto the bed and lifted the unicorn's hooves away from her. "Promise."

Twilight scooted onto her back and splayed her legs open to give Rainbow Dash ready access. The cyan mare lowered herself and plunged the cooler into Twilight's awaiting slit.

"Aaaaahhhh..." The instrument of Twlight's pleasure slipped in easily thanks in large part to the lubricant her body provided, but was still tight against her seldom used vagina.

Rainbow pulled in and out of her friend, satisfied that she was helping her. Every time she attempted to pull out, the cooler was held by Twilight's gripping walls, pulling it away from Rainbow's body, only for it to push up against her when the rainbow pegasus thrust forward. The slight flare of the tip rubbed against Twilight's inside ever so roughly, giving her just the right sensation of realism without the discomfort.

Twilight moaned softly before trying to lean up and kiss Rainbow. The pegasus looked confused for a few seconds before she clued in and leaned into the kiss. Their fur rubbed on each other's lips as their nostrils blew warm air over their muzzles. Their lips stayed sealed as they held that position for a few seconds. Rainbow's magenta eyes opened to see Twilight's blissfully closed. The soft smile that played across the purple unicorn's face as she suckled on her friend's lips made Rainbow salivate.

Twilight bucked her hips up slightly, prompting Rainbow to resume her movements with greater speed. The squishing sound the of cooler became louder as the cyan mare pushed it further into her friend. Twilight screamed as a much more satisfying orgasm rocked her body. Rainbow reached a forehoof to the pump settled by her croup, and hit it with enough force to send the solution out of the cooler and into her friend. The splash of liquid completed the act for Twilight and her deep-throated scream died down.

Dash pulled off of Twilight and sat down on the bunk. "There," she said. "You should be good."

Twilight lifted her head up and asked, "What about you Rainbow?"

"I'm fine, been dealing with estrus for years, but if you really feel like returning the favor, there's always tonight."

Twilight lay her head back down on the bed, allowing a mix of the cooler's and her juices seep out onto the blanket. "Thanks."


***


All the girls were in the dining hall, gathering their meals from the buffet. Hay fries and cakes, floral sandwiches, soups and stews, and a multitude of tropical fruits made a healthy selection for the group to choose from. The two chandeliers hanging from the ceiling shone a warm orange-tinted light over the entire scene. As the mares took their seats at the single, long, tablecloth-covered table, their hooves plodded softly against the carpeted floor.

Octavia and Vinyl sat across from each other at one end of the table, contently speaking of the room's decor, while the elements of harmony, Cheerilee, and Zecora sat at the other end. On the periphery of the latter group were Trixie and Lightning Dust.

"So Rainbow, about those practice sessions once we get to the island," Lightning offered.

"And so I had to demolish this huge pile of rocks Spike had gathered!" Rainbow Dash said to all her other friends.

Lightning Dust huffed angrily and was about to spin Dash around when she locked down the action, not wanting to risk the lukewarm friendship she had managed to establish with her fellow Wonderbolt.

Trixie leaned in towards Twilight and put on the best combination of a smile and pout she could muster. "Twilight? I was wondering if after supper we could practice magic... together."

Twilight looked over to Trixie. Snapping out of the stories Rainbow was telling, her eyes showed a mild shock. "Oh um? Magic practice tonight? I'm not really sure I could, but I'll try."

Before Twilight could clarify any further, Rainbow Dash shouted. "Hey Twilight, remember what you said about the waterfalls in Canterlot earlier today?"

"Oh um, yeah, they're rather cold, but in the relaxing way."

As the purple mare was drawn into another line of conversation, Trixie looked down at her bowl of soup. The glare she gave it was so potent a mixture of disappointment and inwardly directed malice it would have caused all the west field of Sweet Apple Acres to rot. Horn glowing, she lowered her spoon into the bowl and ate, the agitation of her empty stomach nowhere near matching that of her loins or heart.

As lunch continued on, Pinkie Pie convinced Zecora to a rhyming challenge.

"Rhyme something with orange!" Pinkie declared.

"Door-hinge." Zecora smiled at the widening eyes of the party pony.

Eventually the meal was finished. The mares' afternoons were all uneventful, and the dinner that evening proceeded in much the same manner as the lunch had.


***


Trixie was sitting by Twilight's room, her labia positively aching from neglect over the last three days since she had gone into estrus. Now now Trixie, it will all be worth it once you can join Twilight for an evening... and beyond.

Hoofsteps reverberated down the hallway, and Trixie looked down to see Twilight walking down the hall with... Rainbow Dash. The pegasus' wing was stretched over Twilight's back. Trixie winced and scooted her rump against the floor, trying to push back the minor pang of disappointment that almost instantly formed.

Twilight's eyes brightened when she saw Trixie. "Oh! Hi Trixie! What are you doing here?"

"Nothing important, it can wait."

Trixie stood up and walked down the hall the two other mares had come down. Shrugging, Twilight and Rainbow walked into their cabin for a night of intimacy. Turning the corner, Trixie nearly ran horn-first into somepony. She caught the sight in the corner of her eye and reflexively moved out of the way, losing her balance as the other did the same. Looking up in shock, Trixie saw Lightning Dust.

"Saw them together, didn't you?" the teal pegasus asked, picking herself of the ground.

Staying on her side, Trixie answered, "Indeed... Is it wrong to want to be in a herd with former rivals like this?"

"Hardly," Lightning replied. "We both know what we're like at our worst with them, yet we've still been able to do damage control. It's relieving, knowing that they can handle us."

Trixie stood up and adjusted her hat. She felt a dripping sensation from between her legs and she crossed them. "This is excruciating," she whined, before getting a hold of herself. "Sorry, I'm a few days in; I just have to wait out the rest, then I can think clearly for a month and figure out a way to tell Twilight how I feel."

"It's okay, I'm only my first day in, and I can get pretty insufferable when I'm in the mood too."

The two mares walked back to their shared cabin and had entered when Lightning Dust turned to Trixie.

"You know... Twilight and Dash are falling in with each other, I want to get closer with Dash, and you want to get closer to Twilight."

"Yes, I am aware of that," Trixie answered, hind legs spread out as she walked to her bed and clambered on, rubbing herself against the edge. She coiled up on the bed and looked at Lightning. The blue unicorn's slightly blood-shot and glazed eyes inspected the athletic frame of Lightning Dust. "But if we were all one herd, we'd have to cooperate with each other."

Lightning Dust lightly kicked the cabin door shut with a back hoof and went to stand in the middle of the room. "But it's Twilight who has the worst history with you." Lightning pointed a hoof at Trixie. "And Rainbow Dash who has the worst history with me." She gestured at herself.

Trixie winced to distract herself from the heat coming off her legs as she continued to size up Lightning. Her mind was thoroughly addled when she said, "I'm not entirely certain what you're getting at."

Lightning Dust walked over and put her forehooves on Trixie's bed. "We can help each other. I find a way in through Twilight, you find a way in through Rainbow. Then, we meet in the middle, and we all get what we want." Lightning was panting at the idea of winning Rainbow when she clambered up into Trixie's bunk, not thinking.

Trixie uncurled and visibly relaxed at the idea of having a friend to rely upon in her bid to be with Twilight. "So we have a plan?" A smile formed over Trixie's face when Lightning nodded. "When do we start?"

Lightning took a step closer to Trixie. "We start..." She leaned in towards the unicorn. "Right now."

Trixie didn't wait for her to close the gap between their lips; she lunged forwards and made contact. The two kept their lips  locked as Trixie sat up and wrapped her forehooves around Lightning Dust's neck. She pulled the pegasus into a hug before leaning back and dragging the teal mare down to stand over her. Lightning obliged the motion and let Trixie massage where her wings joined her back.

Lightning's wings stretched out and wrapped around the unicorn, encapsulating her in a teal light. The light was soon joined by a soft blue glow from Trixie's horn. Lightning ignored whatever spell she was casting and pressed her tongue against Trixie's lips. They soon parted and they wrestled tongues with one another. Trixie moaned into Lightning's mouth when her tongue was subdued and pinned by the pegasus'.

Trixie felt a drip of liquid land on her knee and she looked down. Lightning was clearly enjoying being on top. Trixie tried shuffling about to position herself underneath the pegasus' vagina. The Wonderbolt cadet attempted to keep contact with her mouth, but she eventually broke off in time to see Trixie's wet marehood in front of her face.

Before she could perceive the unicorn's intention, Lightning felt Trixie's tongue run across her entrance. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she gave a shuddering sigh. Trixie bucked her hips slightly, causing a fleck of her juices to splash onto Lightning's cheek. As Trixie's tongue explored her entrance with increasing vigor, Lightning gave a tentative lick of the droplet and lowered her head toward's Trixie's vagina.

Not wasting time, Lightning shot her tongue into the eager slit and moved it around rapidly. Trixie may have gotten a head start, but she was going to make her come first. Lightning used a combination and moving her tongue side to side and her head up and down in order to stroke every inch she could reach.

Trixie finally plunged her own tongue inside of Lightning, smiling as the pegasus dripped onto her face. Trixie moved her tongue in slow circles inside of Lightning. It was a spiral that moved deeper into the pegasus with each repeated motion. All the while the cornflower blue unicorn's hips bucked against Lightning's face, covering her partner's face in juices as well.

Lightning pushed her face into Trixie, burying her muzzle into the outermost lips. That, coupled with the hot breath from her nostrils tickling her belly, sent Trixie over the edge from her slow build up.

Trixie wrapped her hooves around Lightning Dust's flank and pulled her down as she banged her head on the mattress. Trixie's head would bound off the cushion to drive her tongue into her partner before repeating the process. Barely able to breath, Trixie smiled when the dam broke inside Lightning. The pegasus threw her head up and out of Trixie and gave a husky and rough moan in satisfaction. Trixie let the juices, small in amount compared to her own, drip onto her face as she made a valiant effort to lick it all up. When Lightning was cleaned up, Trixie shuffled out from beneath the pegasus' legs.

Lightning turned around and lay beside Trixie. They spoke between lapping at the feminine cum still on each other's faces.

"Thank you, I really enjoyed that," Trixie said, pecking Lighthing's left cheek.

"Yeah, it was good for me too..." A smile cracked over her face. "Made you cum first."

"Ah, but I know I made you cum harder." Trixie lifted her chin up to let Lightning nibble a bit and clean her neck.

"Doubt it." Lightning replied nonchalantly. "Herd-mares?"

Trixie pressed her hooves to against Lightning's chest playfully as oxytocin flooded her brain. "Herd-mares." Trixie's smile weakened. "But we'll have to go through a lot of favors to spend time with Twilight and Dash."

Lightning Dust smirked. "Two mares like us? If we really set our minds to it, we can win this."
> Journey: Ability First, Then Confidence
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	"Aaaand done!" Rarity declared proudly as she made the final adjustments to the marequin she had packed with her. It was stark white with a red plastic stand. Across the body, various dials attached to gears inside could make subtle adjustments to the dimensions of the marequin. Rarity floated out a piece of paper and began making a few adjustments. She had a few ideas for earth pony fashions that she wanted to experiment with.

"That's really nice Rarity," uttered Fluttershy, perched in her bunk, and stark still. "But uh, Pinkie isn't here right now."

"Oh I have plenty of work to do before I finish." Rarity turned the dial on the croup by a few more millimeters before smiling contently. "I'm sure that by the time I have this design made Pinkie will have come back, and I can have her try it on."

"O-okay." Fluttershy lay her head on the great mass of blankets she had surrounded herself with. She shut her eyes as Rarity pulled out some fabric and put it across the marequin's croup. Fluttershy breathed in deeply through her mouth before letting it all out through her nose slowly. Years of going through her season had taught her the best ways not to think of it. Still... the warmth that was building up underneath the blankets wasn't helping.

"Oh this new line I've thought of is going to be wonderful!" Rarity exclaimed. "Every earth pony is simply going to adore this new fastening I've developed. Velcro! I got the idea from when Fluttershy had to tend Opalescence when she was attacked by a ruffian of a porcupine!" Rarity winced and shuddered before continuing. "The poor dear, the quill was really stuck in there. When Fluttershy told me porcupine quills were barbed, I had an idea!" Rarity threw out a flourish with her front hooves. "Make something that has hooks built into it, and it can be used to tighten and adjust clothes easily!" Rarity turned to Fluttershy with a wide grin. "I just have to find Pinkie Pie to see if it's as easy to use as it should be."

Rarity made a few more stitches before she looked at her work. "Hmmm, I think that will do." She magicked off the dress and made her way to the cabin door with all haste. "I'm off to find Pinkie Pie, if she comes back, do tell her I wanted to see her won't you?"

"O-of course Rarity!" Fluttershy said, nodding.

With that the door shut, and Fluttershy threw the pile of blankets off of her to reveal the damp spot that had formed underneath her that night. Shifting position, the butter pegasus lay on her back and splayed out her wings. She cast a quick look at the clock reading five minutes after ten. She reached a hoof down to her marehood and let her thoughts turn to the dream she had.


***


WHAM!

Big Macintosh, with his sturdy hooves, crimson red coat beaded with sweat, and a Clydesdale frame that rippled with muscles, bucked the apple tree behind him, causing a cascade of apples to fall into the buckets he had put underneath. He picked up a few  stray apples and tossed them into a bucket.

"It looks like you've got all the harvesting done for the day Big Mac," came a soft voice. Big Mac looked over to see Fluttershy there, curled into a little ball at the base of a gentle incline.

"Eeyup," he responded simply. "Ahead o' time too."

"Oh that's wonderful Big Mac!" Fluttershy exclaimed, wings extending in a show of happiness. "Do you have any plans on what to do with your extra time?" She buried her face inside her mane and gave him a saccharine wink with her one eye that was showing.

"Nope, any suggestions?" Mac answered. Stepping towards Fluttershy.

"Oh, I had a few ideas, this and that, but I was really hoping we could spend some time together," Fluttershy answered with unnatural ease and forwardness.

"Any particular ideas on what we do together?" Mac answered, walking to where the pegasus was lying and sitting by her tail.

"Oh..." Fluttershy's tail flicked and brushed against Macintosh's sheath. "I think there are a few things we could come up with." Fluttershy stood up and faced Big Mac, her face barely reaching up to his. "Think of something yet?"

"Maybe."

"And what is it?" Fluttershy prodded

Macintosh swallowed and looked deep into her eyes before leaning forward. Fluttershy closed her eyes and let his lips press against hers. She took the initiative and licked at his lips gently before letting him do the same. She opened her mouth and Mac's tongue entered. He explored for a bit before Fluttershy's tongue reached up and embraced his, wrestling for a little while. After a few seconds, they broke of the kiss with a blush forming across pegasus' cheeks.

"We should probably find someplace hidden," Fluttershy suggested.

"West fields, nopony comes out here unless they're harvestin', an' Applejack's away at market."

Without further prompting, Fluttershy pecked Mac's neck and throat with a series of kisses. Fluttershy planted more kisses along his side as she worked her way around him. Reaching his muscular flanks, she kissed his cutie mark. She glanced out of the corner of her eye, and she saw Mac had craned his head to continue looking at her. Fluttershy gave a playful wave of her tail before she faced away from Mac and bared the exposed form of her marehood.

"Go on," Fluttershy prompted, tensing her legs for the incoming weight to bear down on her.

She faced an apple tree and waited for a moment before she heard Big Macintosh step towards her. There was a small grunt, and Mac lifted himself onto his back hooves and settled himself on top of Fluttershy. She could feel his warm cock rubbing against her belly, quivering slightly as it rubbed against her fur.

Big Mac reached over to Fluttershy's mane and tugged gently at it as he adjusted his fore hooves. He pulled at her mane from her forehead, down to her neck before he started kissing between her wings.

"Oh Macintosh!" the pegasus crooned. "That feels wonderful!" Her wings extended slowly, and Big Mac kissed up and down the feathered appendages. They were getting rougher, and poking the feathers out in odd directions, but that was a small price to pay for this.

The stallion wrapped his hooves underneath the mare's wings, massaging the undersides gently as he pulled his hips back slightly. Fluttershy felt his cock stroke against her slit, covering it with some of her lubricant before her began pressing himself into her.

The parting of her lips was a luxurious pain for Fluttershy, equal parts the thrill of discovery and the promise of something innate to her being. Inches of Macintosh's flared penis filled her as he slowly entered deeper into her tight walls. The delicate pegasus gave a small grunt of pain. Mac to stopped, before he began rocking back and forth, contenting himself with out far he had gone into Fluttershy.

Macintosh leaned his head forward, breathing quickly though his nose. He lipped and tongued the small patch of skin and fur between Fluttershy's wings, arousing her further as his hot breath tickled at her wings.

The flared tip of Mac's cock pressed against Fluttershy's inner creases, sending shocks of pleasure through here as he continued to press in and out, in and out.

Fluttershy squealed, and Mac reached over and nipped at her ear. She floated off the edge, riding the wave of her orgasm as Mac rocked back and forth for a few more seconds.


***


"Hugh!" Fluttershy panted, looking at the clock in the room. It read out at seven minutes after ten. Fluttershy continued to breath heavily for five minutes before she realized her front hooves were still between her back legs. She pulled her hooves away from her labia and looked around ashamedly.

"Oh, I wish I could be that assertive with Mac. But now that he has Cheerilee, would he even want me?" Fluttershy wiped her hooves on her sheets before hopping out of her bed and setting all the blankets straight. "Even with that assertiveness training, I can't just go up to him and ask! But what would Cheerilee think if I just walked up to her and asked to join their herd?"

"She'd probably say yes!"

Fluttershy's eyes widened, and she saw a pair of massive orange eyes staring at her from underneath the bed. "AAAH!"

"AAGH!" screamed the eyes.

"AAAAAAaaaAAH!"

"AAAAAGGGH—! Wait, what are we screaming for?"

Fluttershy fell on the floor in a heap. Panting heavily once again, she looked at the set of eyes, and realized they were goggles. "Pinkie!" she exclaimed, blushing profusely. She scuttled to the corner and crossed her legs over herself. "I was just, ummm, fidgeting! Yeah, fidgeting." Fluttershy nodded her head anxiously.

Pinkie Pie slid out from underneath the bed, goggles still on, but black cat suit missing, and looked at the bedding. "Fidgeting? What were you fidgeting with? Was it a jelly donut? A Rubick's Cube?"

"I-uh..."

"Nonono, let me guess. You were fidgeting with a piece of paper, mayonnaise, eggs, a ghost!" Pinkie whirled her head around one hundred eighty degrees to face Fluttershy before the rest of the pink mare's body snapped into position.

Fluttershy blinked for a few moments at the erratic display, only to yelp when Pinkie sidled over.

"So was I right?" Pinkie asked, blinking her bright blue eyes at Fluttershy's.

"Ummm, no," Fluttershy responded, before walking past Pinkie. "I'd like to have a shower now, so I—"

"Oh! You were fidgeting with yourself," Pinkie said, waving a hoof through the air and then raspberrying her lips. Pinkie sidled up beside Fluttershy. She ruffled the feathers of her pegasus friend. "So who're ya thinkin' about?"

Fluttershy, mind still several seconds behind the mare. "I just want to freshen—How did you?—Big—" Fluttershy shut her mouth as Pinkie continued to rub against her wings. Pinkie looked at her imploringly. Sighing, Fluttershy answered, "Big Macintosh"

"What was that? Paper? Mayonnaise? A ghost?" Pinkie was instantly in front of Fluttershy.

The shy pegasus' ears wilted and she looked at the ground. "Big Macintosh." She waited for the party mare's inevitable tirade, but was surprised when none came. She looked up and saw that Pinkie had a hoof on her chin. Pinkie looked off into the distance as if she were contemplating a comet heading for Canterlot—or some other such insignificant matter—for a few moments before she opened her mouth to speak.

"Are you sure that's safe?" she asked.

"Oh, I know it's a terrible and silly idea. I mean, he already has Cheerilee and I'm so quiet compared to her and I just know I wouldn't fit in with that kind of herd and I should really just get used to being alone and I—!"

"Not what I asked," Pinkie interrupted. "I asked if that was safe. I mean, unless you could get Twilight to shrink Big Mac into an itty-bitty, teeny-tiny microstallion from what he is now, I'm pretty sure you'd only last a minute with him."

Fluttershy's eyes and mouth twitched at the implications. "What do you...?"

"Earth pony." Pinkie Pie rolled her eyes. "Endurance, stamina, strength. Big Mac'd probably be perfect for you if you could handle that many spine-cracking, scream-making, make-you-want-to-stay-in-bed-forever orgasms."

"I... You're right; I don't deserve Big Macintosh." Fluttershy cast her gaze onto the ground. A warm trail of moisture snaked its way down her muzzle before dropping onto the cabin floor.

"Woah!" Pinkie formed a 'T' with her front legs. "Time out, I'm not saying you don't deserve Mac."

"But what is it about me that he'd be interested in?" Fluttershy asked. Looking up, she only saw empty space where Pinkie had been.

"Zat is vhy ve must talk about zis," came a feminine, Germane-accented voice. Pinkie trotted back in front of Fluttershy. A pair of doctor's spectacles was balanced on her nose. The party mare reached underneath Fluttershy's bed, pulled out a psychologist's couch, and proceeded to plant her friend on it. "Now, vhy vere you attracted to Big Macintosh in zee first place?" she asked, keeping up the Germane accent.

Lying on her back, Fluttershy looked over to her friend with equal amounts of confusion and trust. "Well, um, he's Applejack's brother, so he's close enough already that I don't really need to go out of my comfort zone if I really set my mind on talking to him. He's strong, and from how well he took care of the farm, Apple Bloom, and Applejack, he'd probably be a good dad. He knows a lot about farming, which I'm curious about, because it would help me feed all my animals."

Fluttershy breathed heavily out of her mouth. "But I don't see what I'd have to offer him now that he has Cheerilee. And I wouldn't be able to have the courage to ask her if I could..." Fluttershy closed her eyes and tried to think of her animals back at home, all starting families for the summer time, or off feeding in Whitetail Wood with the abundant acorns, or starting families, or...

Fluttershy's eyes opened slowly as Pinkie continued to silently observe her friend. "I'm... caring, I could help whenever he injures himself, be a silent listener when he has things he needs to talk about. He's a strong stallion, but I could offer him something. My companionship is worth something." Fluttershy turned her head to the side. "But I'd still need to ask Cheerilee."

"Not necessarily," Pinkie answered cryptically. Fluttershy looked over to see the pink mare's glasses had been replaced by a masquerade mask. "Don't you think there's a way you could convince Cheerilee into inviting you into the herd?"

The pegasus' wings pushed her our of her reclined position, and she sat up straight, eyes wide open. "But even if she was willing, it'd be embarrassing if I wasn't able to do anything." Her chest heaved as images of Big Mac, Cheerilee, and herself twisting around in bed flashed before her eyes. "I need to get Cheerilee to really like me, and figure out how to, ummm..."

"Last a night with not one earth pony, but two," Pinkie Pie completed. She leaned forward and wiggled her eyebrows.

"Would you help me with that?" Fluttershy asked.

Pinkie Pie nodded slowly, a wide, toothy grin filling her face.


***


Pinkie Pie opened a box to reveal four dildos; all had straps to attach to a mare's hips, and none of them had a cooler pump, but that was where the similarities ended. The one on the left was plain white, smooth, and a size which Fluttershy guessed was average. The second one was a light blue, slightly longer than the first, had a secondary vibrating head for the clitoris. Second from last was an orange dildo with a flared tip; it had a girth and length that made Fluttershy cringe slightly at the size of it. The last one was black, still bigger in size than third, but was studded across the length with soft rubber nubs.

"Hmmm." Pinkie's hoof hovered over each one in turn. Her ears twitched as she examined them. When the party mare picked up the black dildo, Fluttershy gasped. Putting it down, Pinkie muttered, "No, that's too much." Fluttershy gave out a sigh of relief. Pinkie looked back at the blue dildo. She'd probably be okay with this one.

Pinkie Pie picked up the blue dildo and held it at eye level as she turned to Fluttershy. "Care to help me put it on?"

The pegasus' wings quivered as much as her back legs did. "I um, is this really? Okay." She grabbed the dildo in her mouth and watched as Pinkie flopped onto her back. Fluttershy lay the dildo across Pinkie's vulva and allowed the straps to fall around the party mare's waist.

Pinkie Pie arched her back upwards and used her hooves to press the snap-on clips together so that the dildo wouldn't simply fall off her the moment Fluttershy ceased to keep it there with her mouth. The sight of her friend there with her mouth wrapped around such a provocative instrument made Pinkie giggle.

Fluttershy pulled her head back, and the dildo tilted to the left by an inch. "What is it?" she asked, eyes growing wide in fright that she had done something worthy of mockery.

"Oh nothing, just that your lips looked so cute wrapped around Sky High." Pinkie continued to giggle.

"Sky High?" Fluttershy tilted her head and stared at Pinkie, dumbfounded. Her eyes wandered back to the dildo and she flinched. "Oh my!" The butter pegasus wrapped her wings around herself, covering her eyes for a while before staring back out.	Pinkie was still looking at her with a mirthful smile.

Gathering herself, Fluttershy lowered her head back to Pinkie's crotch and cinched the straps, pulling Sky High into position. Fluttershy looked up and down its length, straining her eyes as she kept her head still, as though any movement other than her eyes would make it strike.

"What would you do if this was Big Mac?" Pinkie offered, putting her front hooves behinds her back.

Fluttershy started and looked at Pinkie. "Oh... I guess?" She resumed looking at the light blue dildo, sniffing at the odorless plastic gently. She extended her tongue out and gingerly licked the dildo. She drew her tongue up and down its length, playing with the tip as she licked down the other side, leaving a slick trail of saliva all the way. She tended the mock-penis like that until the light from the window shined off of it.

Gazing up at Pinkie, Fluttershy saw her waving her hoof in slow circles to say, 'Go on.'

She obliged, her muzzle descended on Sky High from above, and she suckled at the tip for a few moments. Lowering her head further down the shaft, she wrapped her tongue around it and moved it up and down, covering with more of her spit. She got around halfway down before she started feeling her throat protest. Fluttershy stayed there fore a few moments, bobbing her head up and down, just on the edge of her gag reflex overpowering her.

Pinkie watched the whole affair, her breathing becoming increasingly jagged. Her estrus, tamed as it was by her more powerful instincts to make those around her happy, urged her to cease the teasing.

"Okay, that's good Flutters," Pinkie instructed.

Fluttershy's lips popped as she broke the seal with the dildo and she looked up. "So, you're going to try and increase my endurance? How?"

Pinkie Pie rolled onto her stomach and stood up, Sky High hanging from her crotch as a portent of things to come. "Practice." She walked past Fluttershy, nipping at her ear. "Practice." Fluttershy's wings unfurled as she gave a ragged gasp. "Practice."

"Ooohhh," the yellow pegasus moaned as Pinkie dragged a hoof through her primaries. Fluttershy raised her hips, emulating the action she had long fantasized in her dreams.

Pinkie brushed aside her friend's soft-pink tail and exposed her folds. They were wet and puffed. Pinkie blew on them slowly. The warm air caressed Fluttershy's vagina and made the pegasus let out another uneasy moan.

Heaving herself onto her hind legs briefly, Pinkie settled herself across Fluttershy's back. The dildo lay across Fluttershy's entrance. Reaching a hoof underneath herself and her friend, Pinkie turned on the vibrating function.

Fluttershy gasped, her stomach nearly cramping from how quickly she had sucked it in. The vibrations coaxed her vagina to begin leaking out its own lubricant, adding to the spit she had already provided. Pinkie lowered her head mouth next to Fluttershy's ear.

"The safe word... is kumquat."

"Kumquat," Fluttershy repeated.

"I'll just assume that was you committing it to memory?" Pinkie Pie licked against the fur behind Fluttershy's ear as the pegasus nodded.

Pinkie Pie could feel her own juices seeping out of the gap between the dildo and herself as she pulled her hips back to press the vibrating head against Fluttershy's entrance. She let the vibrating head do the initial penetration, pulling itself into Fluttershy's awaiting vagina. The small squeaks, moans, and gasps of Fluttershy made Pinkie's own heart rate increase. She enjoyed giving others pleasure, more than she did herself. She'd have preferred to have done it through other means, but certain problems called for certain solutions.

The dildo was halfway inside Fluttershy. She was biting her lips as the constant vibrations pushed her towards an orgasm faster than she had ever accomplished with hooves. "Ehhun!" she cried as her walls clasped around the dildo, pulsating and drawing it in further. When Sky High pressed further into her, it pleasured more of her, increasing her arousal and pleasure. "GAH!" Another orgasm pulled the dildo even further inside of her.

Pinkie's hips made contact with Fluttershy's. She was fully inside, she was most certainly deeper than Fluttershy had ever let anypony else. The secondary head was brushing against Fluttershy's clitoris too now, and the vibrations were sending her to another edge. Her tongue lolled out from exhaustion, but that was the point, she had to endure, she had to last.

Gasping as Pinkie Pie pulled out of her, Fluttershy was given a brief reprieve as the secondary head pulled away from her sensitive nub. Pinkie slid forward, the dildo still quaking inside Fluttershy. Her nub was touched again and she screamed as the combined quivering inside and out of her tunnel pushed her to vaginal and clitoral orgasm. Her belly ached from the abuse, and her legs gave out beneath her, planting her belly against the mattress.

Pinkie adjusted, and continued pressing against Fluttershy as the pegasus reveled in her clitoris and vagina still being pleasured. The secondary head pressed against her, not providing a moment's relief. Fluttershy's eyes closed as she tried to regain control of her breathing, tried to fight off how weak she was feeling. No, she thought, starting to move her hips against the dildo, driving her passion up against the proverbial wall. I won't give up! She began pushing towards Pinkie, the dildo attempted to obstruct her motions with the promise of another orgasm. Fluttershy tensed her glutes. She managed to rock back and forth a few times before her body gave way, and another peak struck her.

Pain and pleasure shot through Fluttershy's aching pussy and into her chest as she dragged herself away from Pinkie. "Kumquat," she moaned, and with that, Pinkie pulled out of Fluttershy. Fluttershy's ears flopped down as she panted and gasped hungrily for air. Her eye's were half-lidded when the buzzing of the dildo stopped reaching her ears.

Barely conscious, Fluttershy register that Pinkie had lay down beside her. The pink mare's hoof brushed through Fluttershy's mane, straightening it from the ordeal.

"You did very well Flutters," Pinkie cooed, smiling warmly down on her exhausted friend.

"Did I?" Fluttershy asked. Her voice, muffled by the sheets and her own tiredness, came out as a humming noise.

"Mhmm, cum-quad, four orgasms."

Fluttershy used what remaining lucidity she had to giggle. "You and Zecora would make a wonderful team."

"You really think so?" Pinkie asked, leaning down to put herself at eye level with her friend.

Fluttershy breathed softly, dreaming of dreams she hoped to soon make true.
> Arrival: Getting Accustomed 
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	Vinyl's alarm clock rang out with one of her favorite non-electronic songs. Vinyl flipped over in her bed and grunted. "I don't wanna!" As guitar and drums continued to weave through her ears, her back hooves started moving with the rhythm. The initial lethargy of being yanked from her slumber faded as she rocked her head back and forth and finally sat up in her bed. She looked over at the clock, reading the time as one o'clock in the afternoon, and she flopped back into her bed.

Her electric-blue mane fell over her open eyes, giving them a curtain from the garish sunlight coming from the cabin window. Probing around for her shades with her magic, Vinyl felt her magic grip the familiar magenta shades before she whisked them over to her face. Sitting back up, she reached over with a hoof and smacked the alarm switch into silence, before giving a mighty yawn and smacking her lips together.

The dull taste of liquor from the ship's buffet tickled her tongue as she let out a breath. Her hooves reached for her temples and massaged gently as she rocked back and forth on her bed, dissipating the minor headache she had.

A minute later she had hopped out of her bed and walked over to the bathroom she and Octavia had been sharing for their voyage. Vinyl lifted out a toothbrush, which had all of its bristles neatly in place, and began brushing her teeth. She stroked the utensil across each tooth as though it was an isolated cube, then rinsed both mouth and brush, and deposited the brush next to Octavia's own toothbrush.

Octavia's toothbrush was a disheveled mass of bristles pressed nearly flat from how much pressure she put behind keeping her teeth a pristine white to match Vinyl's. The though made Vinyl smirk and blow some of her mane out of her face with a heavy breath.

A knocking sounded at the door of the cabin. "Vinyl! We're here," called Octavia's posh Canterlot-crafted voice. Vinyl walked over to the cabin door and opened it.

There, sitting pretty, was her mare. Vinyl went through her usual morning routine. Her eyes scanned up Octavia's hooves, taking in the soft grey fur that the cellist kept in a pristine sheen just like her mane. Vinyl settled on Octavia's deep purple eyes and let her eyelids hang half-lidded. "Hi beautiful."

"Vinyl!" Octavia blushed, a heat in her face matching the one in her nethers. She took a deep breath and gave her response. "The ship's finally arrived at the island, the others are all bringing their stuff off-ship." Walking in, she gripped her bag's zipper with her mouth and shut it.

Vinyl practically floated behind Octavia as she packed. "I got up early today."

Octavia glanced behind her and saw the clock. "True, you are managing to slowly get back to a daytime existence." Octavia grabbed the handle of her suitcase and dragged it off her bed before letting go and looking at Vinyl with a smirk. "I might actually be able to serve you breakfast in bed with you conscious in time to eat it in the morning." Octavia wrapped her tail around the handle of her jet black suitcase and dragged it to the bathroom.

Vinyl sniffed at the air; the slight musk of Octavia reminded her of city streets washed clean after a torrential downpour. Her thoughts drifted over that last few years they had been together, going from one promising set of jobs to another, and meeting between shows to give support to one another. Vinyl turned about and helped Octavia gather their toiletries and stuff them into a side pocket in Octavia's bag.

With that done, Vinyl went to her bed, packed her bag, taking care when she stored her alarm clock, and zipped it up before dragging the whole affair behind her with her magic. She joined Octavia outside their room, and began making their way to the exterior of the boat. The varnished wood of the halls still shone with the light of the deck.

Octavia looked at her hooves and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Vinyl asked, trotting a little closer to Octavia's healthily rounded flanks.

"I just hope this vacation is worth it. I was really hoping to find a stallion this summer."

"What? I'm not good enough for ya?" Vinyl snapped at Octavia's tail with her teeth, leaving some hairs in disarray.

"Well, don't get me wrong, you're great to share a bed with on occasion, but..." The earth mare trailed off as her eyes lingered on a fancy gold chandelier that hung in an intersection of two hallways.

"Psh! What, your parents bugging you about settling down and starting a family?" Vinyl rolled her eyes behind her magenta shades.

"It's not about what my parents want. It'd be nice, you know? My career has really stabilized, I could easily choose a concert hall within the next few years and settle down." Octavia stopped by a window and faced Vinyl. "And you, every night club in the country would accept you taking a permanent position as their DJ." She poked at Vinyl's chest.

Vinyl's left eye squinted as she contorted her face in a look of unease. "I don't know, getting tied down to one spot." She sat on the floor and rubbed the back of her head, a feeling of doubt and confusion worming through her stomach.

Octavia clucked her tongue. "You could still travel, you'd just have one place that you'd come back to, be the second mare who finds other connections."

Second mare... The words made the worm in her gut plunge into her brain, coating her thoughts in a layer of questions she didn't hold the answer to. I like Tavi, I don't want to become second in her life. She reached her hooves over to Octavia's withers and lifted up her shades with magic.

The removal of the rose-colored filter to her eyes made her blink a few times to adjust to the light before she set her bright, choke-cherry-red eyes into the netherworld-purple of Octavia's. "Tavi, I'm going to give you an amazing evening tonight, just like we planned."

"Well that doesn't exactly address the issue you seem to be hav—" Octavia was silenced when Vinyl's pure-white hoof pressed to her lips.

"And then we're going to find out what we both like in a stallion, so we're both happy with how things turn out."

Vinyl removed her hoof and kissed Octavia on the forehead aggressively. She liked that about non-unicorns, you didn't have to dodge and weave around their heads like a charmed snake in order to get passionate around their face.Octavia melted a little in Vinyl's embrace as she paid attention to the warm moisture of her lips pressing on her forehead. Vinyl giggled at how she could always make all the muscles Octavia devoted to maintaining her posture give out with such an act. Vinyl pulled away from her lover and gave a predatory grin. "Let's go see what the island's like."

They soon walked out of the boat into the bright southern sun. The light bounced off of some gentle waves that were lapping at the docks, shining into Vinyl's eyes. The unicorn reached up to her shades and slipped them on while Octavia simply squinted.

The cracked timbers of the dock glistened with moisture from the occasional weak wave that caressed the underside of it. The poles on the sides were as thick as Vinyl's torso and stood at her height.

To the right, at the end of the dock, there was a pristine white-sand beach that had crystal-clear waters lapping at the shore. Schools of brightly colored fish: purple, teal, orange, blue, red and many others darted about underneath the waves. The beach was dotted with several great boulders, some reaching a dozen feet over the sand.

On the far end of the beach, a small cliff was topped off by verdant grass and palm trees. The cliff formed a thin peninsula that stretched out into the sea a few dozen feet. Part of the peninsula had been eroded by the ocean currents, making a neat hole through which they could see the horizon. The peninsula curved back towards the beach, forming a sheltered cove that was shaded from the sun. At the very end of the peninsula, a hut was situated.

The hut was a dark brown, the same as the dock beneath Vinyl's hooves. It was also painted with thin lines of yellow and red paint that swirled and arced in an organic flow like vines growing up the trunk of a tree. The roof was made of thatched straw, and the entire hut was surrounded by a generously sized porch with bamboo railing.

Rainbow Dash was pulling stunts over the cove, darting about and performing loops so tight, Octavia felt nauseous just from watching them.

At the end of the dock, many of the girls were making their way up a pale, yellow dusty trail that led to five other huts with the same design as the one on the peninsula. Applejack and Cheerilee were hauling Rarity's sizable luggage up the inclined path to the first hut along the path. Leaving the cart in front of the first hut, they dragged their own luggage to the second. Zecora was balancing on a stick in the middle of the road, eyes shut as Pinkie bounced past and into the third hut.

The rest of the island, from what Vinyl and Octavia could see, was covered in grasses interspersed with palm trees and ferns. Occasional copses of leaved trees that were covered in vines held singing birds-of-paradise that chirped and whistled beauteously.

Fluttershy was hovering in front of one such copse when a large brown python lowered itself from the branch. Without a moment's hesitation, Fluttershy nuzzled up to the serpent and ran a hoof along the length of its twisted and coiled back.

Twilight went into the fourth hut, before she poked her head back out and called something. Rainbow Dash ceased her loops and zoomed to the hut, quickly heading inside.

Back on the peninsula, Trixie and Lightning Dust walked over the peninsula, the light of the sun making their figures appear as black motes to the musically inclined mares on the dock.

"Fifth hut on the main row?" Vinyl offered with a grin.

"Sounds wonderful." Octavia trotted by, saddlebags bouncing. Vinyl tried to catch a glimpse of the cellist's smolder, but her tail hung centered, concealing herself completely.

They walked down the dock, and up the trail, past Zecora, who was still balanced on her staff. A little further, and they reached the fifth hut. Gripping the door handle in her magic, Vinyl opened the door with a dramatic sweep of her hoof to emphasize the point. "You first."

Octavia walked by, and her tail swished over Vinyl's eyes. The shades kept the hairs of Octavia's tail from rubbing her eyes, but Vinyl allowed a satisfied smirk as the tail brushed against her horn. The black hairs flicked back into place over Octavia's buttocks just as the slid past Vinyl's shades, once again denying the DJ a view of what would be hers that evening.

Vinyl followed Octavia into the room and inspected it with her lover.

The same dark timbers of the hut's exterior made up the walls. The floorboards were close enough together that one did not even have to worry about a bit coin slipping through, but the walls had generous spaces through which the fresh breeze could sweep through the room. All along the walls however, were thick burgundy curtains that could be stretched over the walls, for shelter or privacy.

To the right was a small kitchen dinette, with a magically powered oven-stove combination tucked beside a half-fridge and a sink. Over the three appliances was a window the gave a view up towards the peninsula and part of the rain forest.

Vinyl opened the fridge and saw a blue, enchanted sapphire socketed in the back as a cold breeze washed over her face. The fridge had several mangoes, kiwis, bananas, and apples. There were also some fermented fruit juices, one egg, and a loaf of bread.

"Hmmm, little basic if you ask me," Vinyl commented, pulling her head out of the fridge and shutting it.

Opposite the kitchen dinette was a door that led to a spacious bathroom, complete with sink, two mirrors, a full-soak bath with showerhead, and a flush toilet. Stepping inside, Vinyl turned on the tap to see a clear steam of water flow forth from the faucet. "Pretty nice, but what if something breaks?"

"I asked Rarity that myself," Octavia answered as she pulled the straps to remove her saddlebags. "If something does break, we can use a scrying crystal to send a message to the resort's head office, and they send somepony over to fix it."

"Alright." Vinyl stepped back out of the bathroom to examine the last notable feature of the hut: the bed.

It was large enough that had both mares sprawled themselves to be as big as possible, they could have readily fit two or three more ponies on it. It had a green jungle-print embroidered into the quilt, with four large pillows at the head of the bed.

"Wanna try it out?" Vinyl asked, walking to the bed.

"Didn't you just get up?" Octavia retorted, a sly smile creeping up her muzzle.

Vinyl smirked, patting the bed with one hoof. "Up," she commanded.

"Well, I suppose we've a while before the others will want supper." Octavia coiled her legs, shaking her rear before she sprung up onto the bed, bouncing lightly.

Vinyl set her front hooves on the mattress and dragged herself up. Finding Octavia with a coy smile still plastered on her face, Vinyl leaned forward and pecked at her lips. She leaned forward and pressed her cheek against Octavia's. Grey and white fur rubbed against each other as Vinyl drew her tongue along her lover's muzzle until she reached her mouth. Pushing with her tongue, Vinyl slowly parted Octavia's lips. She felt around her teeth, feeling every groove and line that she had become intimately familiar with.

There is the chipped tooth from when she tried that rock candy, that weakened enamel. Vinyl let out a sharp breath, stopping short of giggling into Octavia's mouth. Colgate was right, exploring like this is fun. Octavia moaned, the rumbling of her throat tickling Vinyl's lips and then her mouth. White hooves lay over the grey neck and stroked at the mane.

Octavia's tongue whipped into Vinyl's, lashing at the base of it, trying to get a hold. It did little as Vinyl ran her tongue along the side of Octavia's until the two masses barely graced each other's tips. Vinyl pulled her lips back to a slight popping sound and smiled as Octavia sat perfectly still, chin up, eyes closed, and a smile on her own face.

Vinyl kissed at Octavia's ear, then along her neck down to her withers. The cellist drew in a sharp breath as she parted her hind legs, but her tail still concealed herself. Vinyl worked her way down Octavia's spine, pecking at each little bump, past her croup, and planting one last kiss on her dock. Octavia lifted her tail with a gasp, and Vinyl looked at the neat folds of her lover, plump and winking.

Vinyl shook her head. "Wow, that's... that's really something."

Octavia's tail smacked her. "Don't act like it's something you haven't seen a few dozen times before." She scooted back a little, nearly pushing herself on Vinyl's muzzle.

The unicorn pulled back before her horn touched. "Ah ah, not yet," said Vinyl. Octavia huffed, before Vinyl blew on her, causing her lips to pull at nothing as she moaned. "How did you keep yourself together on that boat?"

Octavia licked her lips and gulped. "Years of staying in Canterlot, a mare learns to keep the colts of nobles at bay."

Vinyl leaned to the side with her teeth bared. "But not DJ's, right?" Before Octavia could respond, Vinyl pressed her muzzle to Octavia's folds. She didn't involve her tongue at first, but her hot breath made Octavia open her mouth to take a few gulps of air.

Vinyl slid her tongue past her lips and Octavia's, stroking the pink folds as she pressed her muzzle in. Octavia whined and stepped back, trying to goad Vinyl deeper. Tongue lapping at her insides, Octavia couldn't help it as her muscles flexed and tightened around Vinyl's tongue, trying to grasp it and keep it in place like a stallion's rod.

But it wasn't a stallion, it was Vinyl's tongue, and to Octavia there were features of it that made it better than what a stallion could do. It drew itself along every ridge, teasing them to contract, before it pulled back to escape. Every time her entrance shut tight on empty space, Octavia whimpered for the release she couldn't quite reach so long as her partner evaded. So she panted, and huffed, and squeaked, and made all the little noises Vinyl enjoyed drawing out of her. In making music, Vinyl was as skilled with her disk jockey as she was with Octavia.

Octavia bucked her hips back, trying to catch Vinyl out as the unicorn lapped up some juices that seeped out of her excited nethers. Vinyl's tongue pulled to the outermost lips, then pushed in a slow circling motion that touched every bit of surface it could. Octavia's hips jolted as she winked again, this time gaining a solid grip on Vinyl.

Vinyl's lips peeled back, and she caressed her teeth at Octavia's entrance, nipping at the pink lips as she moved her tongue inside.

The nipping was too much for Octavia, and the pressure working inside of her released as slightly-sweet juices poured over Vinyl's tongue. The walls of her nethers clenched and tried to milk Vinyl's tongue, but all it did was earn a giggle from the DJ. The little rocking motion and quick breaths against her folds pleasured Octavia as Vinyl finally pulled out, still grinning, tongue still sticking out between her incisors.

Octavia let her rump settle onto the sheets as a few more drips fell from her temporarily satisfied slit. Vinyl lay down beside Octavia and caressed her ears with a hoof. The soft velvet feeling of the ears tickled as they twitched in time to the stroking. Staring out of half-lidded eyes, Octavia noticed Vinyl was still grinning.

"Vinyl, don't you dare use that nick name."

The grin grew larger. "You sure made a nice little symphony there..."

Octavia's heart pounded, the bite of anger inflaming her passion again. "Vinyl, I'm serious."

"So am I! All those little squeaks, moans, and grunts? You were my little--"

Octavia stood up, and, in a moment, she had rolled herself on top of Vinyl, pinning her front hooves to the bed. The pressure made the white mare's hooves ache slightly; she could almost swear they were turning purple. She stared up into Octavia's Eldritch-purple eyes as they shined from the ambient light.

"My little beat-box," Vinyl finished, smiling as Octavia pressed her lips to against her mouth, silencing her.

Their tongues danced. Octavia wondered how much of the flavor was Vinyl's, and how much was her own. While contemplating the matter, Octavia failed to notice Vinyl's horn glowing until she felt her tail levitated away, and a knee began rubbing along her slit and clit.

Octavia pulled out of the kiss and adjusted one of her hind legs, managing to lay it across Vinyl's own entrance. Her tail flicked across the white fur of her flanks, and she moved her knee up and down slowly, coaxing Vinyl to smile. They lay there, embraced in each other's hooves, knees grinding upon their partner's sex.

Keeping her motions shallow, Octavia worked Vinyl until her legs were slick with the unicorn's natural juices, then started to put some power into her strokes. Vinyl punctuated every time Octavia hit her clit on the downstroke with a small peck on the forehead.

Opposite leg kicking out from the pleasure, Octavia felt another wave of pressure. She leaned past Vinyl's lips.

"Hey! Come here so I can kiss y--" Vinyl gasped shakily as Octavia drew her tongue up her horn. Vinyl may have been able to melt Octavia with a kiss to the lips, but the unicorn of the nightlife had a vulnerability that her partner did not.

Tongue wrapping the side of Vinyl's horn, Octavia moved up the horn as Vinyl continued grinding against her vag and sensitive nub. Octavia put more power into her strokes, and soon Vinyl was panting heavily. Vinyl drew in a sharp breath, and Octavia, sensing the time was right, flicked her tongue across the tip of Vinyl's horn just as their slick knees bumped into each other's clits. They shuddered as pleasure surged through them, and Octavia pulled Vinyl into a squeeze against her chest.

The pleasure gradually washed away, and Octavia listened to the sound of waves crashing against the shore outside. Or she did, until Vinyl grunted.

"Tavi! Little air please?"

Octavia released her grip and looked down, smiling sheepishly. "Ah, sorry, I still get a little clingy afterwards."

"Whew! A bit more like 'crushy'!" Vinyl pulled back and rubbed a hoof against her side. "That was pretty nice of you; I mean the horn thing. You usually hate it when I ask you to do that."

Octavia pressed a hoof to Vinyl's lips. "Well it does taste a bit like licking a hoof." Octavia felt a warm, moist nub press against the bottom of her hoof, making her draw it away. "Vinyl!"

"Hehe!" Vinyl looked down between their hind legs. "On the subject of licking hooves, we could do with cleaning up."

Staring down, Octavia pouted. "Oh! Laundry for the sheets on the first day! Everypony else is going to know!"

Vinyl rolled her eyes. "Hey, it's that season. I think everyone will be looking to see who isn't washing their sheets come this evening!"

Sighing, Octavia rolled out of bed. "Come on, shower together?"

"Oh, interested in another round?" asked Vinyl, sitting up in bed, and rump rubbing along the sheets.

"We'll see," replied Octavia, stepping into the bathroom.

Vinyl hopped out of bed as she heard the water come to life from the shower. She gave a slight shiver as air cooled the wet fur of her belly, and in anticipation. She walked into the bathroom and saw Octavia already in the white-tiled shower stall to the right. The curtain remained open, and a few stray droplets of water splashed onto the tiled floor. Opposite the shower was the sink and counter. It was made of green Eilat stone that would have blended well with the pristine grass outside. There were a few flaws of brownish and white streaks running through it, but it was a pleasing shade, and polished smooth.

"I'm over here, Vinyl," Octavia called, and Vinyl trotted into the stream of water with her lover. Vinyl slid the curtain into place with her magic, and they basked in the warm stream of water as it soaked into their fur and rinsed away the mess of their love-making.

"So..." Octavia turned her head to let water slide down the side of her face, matting her mane to it. "Evening walk on the beach after dinner tonight?"

Vinyl chuckled. "Cliche much?" Octavia bowed her head and gazed at Vinyl as though she were looking over the top of a pair of glasses. "Oh alright! But some time we gotta have a jam session. I brought a small turntable for the trip." Octavia continued glaring. Vinyl sulked. "I promise not to attach the bass if we do it at night. Although..." Vinyl pecked Octavia on the lips, water streaming down her muzzle to flow over where their lips joined. Pulling back, Vinyl grinned. "... If you're worried about keeping the others up at night, I may have to worry about you, my little beat-b--"

Octavia pressed her lips to Vinyl before she could finish that abominable nickname.