Alright, so here it is more than three fucking months late and a long as hell, Dash Dominates Part 2!
Some stuff before we begin: I promise that the remaining parts will not take nearly as fucking long and hopefully won’t be as much of an unmanagably wordy fucking thing. It will be about Applejack, and it also won’t be as mean as this one. You’ll see what I mean eventually.
Anyways, the following contains femdom, humilation, (consentual) verbal abuse, masochism, tit torture and all the usual things I do.
Without further of my ass chattering like an idiot, here we fucking go!
Rainbow Dash had many sterling qualities to recommend her, Fluttershy reflected, foresight was not one of them.
She and the rest of their mutual friends as well as virtually every other creature, pony or otherwise, that interacted with the weather mare could attest to both her impulsiveness and general lack of a concern for the future. She’d been getting better over the last year as she inched ever closer to membership in the Wonderbolts, and yet she’d still decided it would be an excellent idea not only to fly, but to race with dildo in her backside and those odd magic stones on her breasts.
Indeed, from Shy’s perspective yards behind the mare she seemed to wobble and shiver an awful lot as the two soared through the cool air.
Not that Fluttershy herself was much better. She’d never been built for flying at speed in any case, and even then she was usually dressed and nothing was flopping about or cutting the air like a rudder then.
One might at least think that the drag of cold air over her would do something to cool off her excitement, but to Shy’s frustrated annoyance they did not, rather they only served to heighten things with the giddy naughtiness of exposure.
Indeed the knowledge that all anypony had to do to see her was look up into the largely cloudless sky. The thought of being caught and shamed was delicious and distracting.
So distracting in fact that she nearly collided with Rainbow Dash who had stopped and was now hovering in place.
“Whoa there speedy,” the weather mare said when Fluttershy was barely able to stop herself short, “Last leg of this thing? You ready?”
Shy looked around confused before finally glancing down and see the shimmering blue of the lake below.
“Oh, ummm, yes?” she wrung her hands while her friend raised a skeptical eyebrow.
“You don’t sound ready…” Dash said, “come on now, say it like you mean it!”
“I’m… I’m ready!” Fluttershy squeaked.
“Come on Shy,” Dash fluttered behind her gave the mare a playful swat on the rump, “Put some passion into it! Get pumped!”
“O-ok,” Shy took a deep breath and as loudly as she could said “l-lets do it!” then dive bombed down towards the lake.
Dash stared for a moment, grinned, shivered as the sex toys did their work and followed her.
Rainbow Dash easily caught up with Fluttershy, her slim, sleek form over taking the mare in a matter of seconds.
In response, Shy tucked her wings in tighter and tried to pull all her various extremities in to squeak out that tiny extra burst of speed while at the same time trying her very hardest to avoid thinking about the sensation wind whipping across her thick shaft.
She knew she had been beaten, but Celestia help her she’d at least be able to say that she tried! In that instant she forgot all about the competition, and sex, and everything save for the sheer joy of movement and a moment later the heart stopping terror of realizing that she was plummeting down towards the water like a comet. She abruptly recalled physics lessons from flight camp and the stern reminder that hitting water at plummeting speeds was not at all unlike hit pavement.
Fluttershy opened her panicked eyes just in time to see Dash turn the dive in a glide that carried the weather mare easily to the shore and foolishly tried to replicate the maneuver, snapping her wings out and yelping as the sudden deceleration threatened to yank them from their sockets.
Thus when she belly flopped into the water it was less falling from a skyscraper and more the sort of embarrassing face plant that while painful and embarrassing, especially to one as well endowed as Fluttershy, is not particularly harmful.
She sank beneath the surface, then came up and made for the shore, her wings, breasts and stallionhood all smarting.
Dash zipped over seconds after she started swimming, grinning broadly.
“Heck of a belly flop, Shy!” she said, “want a lift to shore?”
Shy nodded and allowed herself to be lifted bodily from the water, privately enjoying the way her friend strained to carry her. It meant Dash would be at least as tired as she when they got to shore.
Sure enough, once on the soft, warm sands both mares collapsed and contented themselves with paying for a little while.
“I really need to do more strength training,” Dash wheezed.
Shy rolled over onto her back and sat up.
“I thought big muscles would make it harder to fly?” she reached over and fondly rubbed the spot between Dash’s wings.
“Mmmm…” the mare groaned appreciatively, “You’re probably right. Still, I’d like to be able to sweep you off your hooves without having a stupid hernia.”
Fluttershy smiled and straddled Dash’s back, trying to remember the absolutely lovely ways the spa sisters, Aloe and Lotus, went about giving her a massage during her trips there with Rarity.
She gently teased the tension out of her friends back before moving up to her shoulders.
Rainbow Dash was having none of it though, and promptly rolled over beneath Shy and grinned up at her.
The weather mare really did look somewhat boyish around the face, her features were thin and sharp, but her eyes were beautiful. The color of rose and now half lidded as she gazed up at Fluttershy.
“That’s another loss for you, Shy,” she said and to both their surprise Shy leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.
The words crept out of some shadowy corner of her mind and onto Fluttershy’s lips, “it doesn’t have to be a competition, Dash.”
She kissed the mare again, a little lower now.
“I’ll do whatever you tell me to,” she nuzzled the weather mare’s neck and nipped softly.
Dash growled and pushed her way out from under Fluttershy.
“Tempting offer,” she said with a smirk, “but I prefer my way.”
Fluttershy sat back obediently on her haunches, and waited for further instructions.
“First up,” Dash said, unzipping her track top and pulling a stopwatch from out of a pocket, “you’re going to take off the buzzers and the dildo, without using your hands.”
Shy thought about that for a second and blushed as the weather mare pulled her pants down then kicked them off.
She turned around and pushed her toned backside out, “you’ve got one minute, go.”
Fluttershy blinked then staggered towards her friend, fell over and then got up.
Dash’s pussy looked so inviting beneath the glowing pink base of the dildo. Her vulva parted ever so slightly showing lovely pink petals of flesh the same color as her eyes. Shy badly wanted to plunge in there and taste her, but refrained.
Instead she went for the first strip of medical adhesive keeping the sex toy in Dash’s backside, and panicked to find that she had no grip on it, the stuff clung to the sky blue coat around it far too well. She panicked for a second, trying to rub a corner loose with her teeth before hitting on the solution.
Shy bit into the exposed base of the dildo and pulled on it, which was slow work. She realized that she really had used too much tape when fixing the thing inside of the mare.
Biting and tugging harder got the sex toy a little further out and from there she was able to bite down around the base and simply fall backward, pulling the dildo out with a soft pop as the seal was broken.
“H-how much time do I have left?!” she said she scrambled around to Dash’s front. The stones at least would be easier since she’d have more leverage to work with.
“Ten seconds,” Dash grunted.
Shy nearly knocked the weather mare down in a mad lunge to reach her before all was lost. She grabbed one in her teeth and pulled back as her friend shivered and said “five.”
The rock vibrated in Fluttershy’s mouth, a sort of low buzz that sent out waves of almost narcotic pleasure into the mare. She stared at Dash in mild shock that the mare had been able to fly over here with the things on her nipples.
“Four, three, two,” Shy remembered herself and dropped the stone. She reached out and plucked the remaining stone from Dash’s chest as she said, “zero.”
Fluttershy beamed. She’d just barely beaten the clock and done it without once…
She looked down at the smooth, buzzing stone with a feeling of numb shock, then up to Dash who was grinning like a cat.
“Loss number two, Shy,” Dash said. Fluttershy made a soft, whining sound and dropped the stone to the sand.
The weather mare took pity on her and clapped her on the back.
“You did pretty good,” she said, then kissed Shy on the cheek, “besides, I think you’ll really like the next one…”
“Whats the next one?” Fluttershy asked, then moaned as Dash nipped sharply at her ear.
“You know what’s fun, Fluttershy?” the weather mare groped one heavy, milky breast and listened to the mare purr, “being really, really stretched. I mean just stuffed full of cock. I’ll bet…”
She bent down and sucked one of Shy’s fat nipples into her mouth, indulging in the warm, heavy cream that flowed out.
There was a slight sweetness to it, a mild, gentle taste that made Dash just want to wrap her arms around the big soft mare and fall to sleep, nursing on her milk all the while.
She broke away, struggling to remember what was so important.
“I’ll bet,” her voice slurred slightly, “you’ve never taken anything more than a finger in your holes, have you?”
Fluttershy flushed scarlet and gave a miniscule shake of her head.
“Don’t worry,” Dash kneaded her heavy breast, warm milk spilling out onto her hand, “This next game will take care of that.”
The mare pulled away from Shy and trotted over to her duffle bag. She produced two lengths of large red beads and a jar.
“Our next game is with these,” Dash tossed her one and Fluttershy fumbled it before clutching it to her chest.
Shy held the toy out before her and stared at it. Thirteen bright red plastic beads on a long string with a ring pull at the end. They grew in size from that of golf ball all the way up to one the size of Shy’s fist.
She blushed, imagining what they would be used for.
Dash toyed with her set while eyeing Fluttershy carefully.
“We’re doing this best of five, Shy,” she said, “and this is round three.”
Shy nodded.
“You know how to use these?” the weather mare slunk a step forward.
“N-not exactly,” Fluttershy said, “you um, you…”
Rainbow had slid up uncomfortably close to her.
“You… you stick these…” she gulped.
“You stick em up your ass,” Dash purred, “they’re anal beads.”
Fluttershy felt herself clenching up back there as soon as the words left the weather mare’s mouth, panic setting in.
Rainbow Dash kissed her quick and grinned, “you look so cute when you’re nervous.”
She got down on hands and knees and wiggled her backside at the mare.
“Do me first, you just keep pushing them in till I say stop. Whoever can take the most,” she slapped her backside, “wins. But ya gotta get me ready first…”
“H-how?” Shy asked.
“Well you’re a sweet little ass licker,” Rainbow Dash reached back and pulled her asscheeks apart, “so how about you start with that and then use the lube?”
“O-ok,” Fluttershy knelt nervously behind Dash and felt that wonderful, sick feeling crawling up her belly.
Degradation was the word for it, nasty, filthy, wonderful degradation. Shy wondered, if this was the contest what would Dash do when she was her slave? Shy hoped to Celestia it would be nasty.
She bent forward, placing her hands on Dash’s firm, toned cheeks and keeping them apart so that she stared right into the parted lips of her mare hood and the puckered entrance of her anus.
“D-dash?” she asked in a shaking voice.
“If ya don’t want to lick me there you don’t have to. I mean you did before, but I get it. Heat of the moment,” the weather mare looked behind her and smiled as softly as she could at the blushing Fluttershy, “its all for fun.”
“Oh, um,” Shy wrung her hand around the toy, “its not that, just um… Dash?”
The weather mare waited patiently for her friend to continue.
“Could you… could you um…”
“Can I what?” Dash said, starting to get exasperated.
“Be more,” Fluttershy licked her lips and took a deep breath, “more forceful?”
Rainbow Dash smiled again and got up to look down at the kneeling Fluttershy. She rather liked the look of her from that perspective, all demure, quivering obedience and hopeful glances up. There was a longing in her eyes for something dark.
“How forceful do you want me to be,” Dash asked, and in the still quiet of the lake her voice seemed menacing and dangerous.
Fluttershy glanced away from her, courage now gone. She wanted to ask for such awful, dreadful things. Things that her mother had warned her happened to dirty little mares who played with themselves or looked at other ponies in an unsavory way.
They’d seemed so terrifying for much of Shy’s life, yet now while terror still hung around everything she wanted it all so desperately that it hurt.
“I…” she began but the words strangled in her throat. It would be wrong to speak these words, wrong to tell Dash what she wanted from her, how she wanted the pegasus to degrade her, to claim her.
Pinpricks of moisture stabbed at the corner of her eyes and Shy whimpered.
“How about this,” Dash said from above her, her strong, nimble fingers running through Shy’s silky mane, “tell me when to stop.”
The weather mare’s stroking hand turned into a grasping fist, yanking back Fluttershy’s head and forcing her eyes open in shock.
Rainbow Forced her to lean back and then to the ground, her face locked in a predatory snarl.
“Want me to call you dirty names?” she growled, leaning over Fluttershy and pinning her, “how’s that grab ya, slut?”
“Y-yes,” Shy couldn’t help it. The word hit her like a slap in the face and her hand went up to grasp her stallionhood which bobbed between them.
“I can work with that,” Dash looked down between them and chuckled, “Being called a slut make you want to touch yourself, does it? Whore?”
Shy gasped and arched her back.
“More!”
“You’re breaking the rules you stupid cunt,” Dash bent down and kissed her fiercely, forcing her tongue into Fluttershy’s unresisting mouth, she pulled back and licked her lips, “stupid fucking cunts get punished.”
“I-I know,” Fluttershy managed, she became aware that she was crying as Dash spat the hateful words at her, “I c-can’t help it!”
“You know what I think, cum dump?” the weather mare reached down and seized a fat nipple between thumb and forefinger, she pinched down hard and twisted, “I think your slutty ass gets off on being punished! Is that it whore? You like it when I punish you?”
Fluttershy’s only response was an inarticulate, strangled moan.
Dash silenced it with another kiss, all while cruelly torturing Shy’s tit.
The broad head of Fluttershy’s cock was pressed against Dash’s toned and sculpted abs and the mare humped against her as she stroked and Dash pinched.
Rainbow Dash broke the kiss and stood over Fluttershy.
“Now you listen closely you fat, stupid, useless cunt,” she snarled, “I’m gonna sit down and you’re going to lick my fucking asshole, and get it good and wet, and I’m not getting up till I’m satisfied with your job, got it?”
Shy whimpered and nodded.
“And take your hand off that cock of yours,” the weather mare stomped forward till she was directly over Shy’s face. Her own cunt was dripping with arousal. Many of her lovers had been happy to allow her to take charge, but none had ever wanted her to go down this road with them.
She slid two fingers into herself as she lowered her way down to Fluttershy’s face, groaning at warm pleasure of her marehood.
When she was squatting over the mare, her buttocks apart and giving Shy ample acess she nearly purred.
Fluttershy gazed up at her friend’s firm body, seen now from a new perspective. She could see the muscles shifting beneath her coat, fingers sliding into her sweet marehood and the puckered ring of Dash’s backdoor.
Shy breathed in through her nose and took in her scent, the sour tang of sweat and arousal. It was as beautiful and sweet as any flower. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue even as Dash brought herself the last few inches down to rest on Shy’s face.
“Slap my ass when you need air,” Dash murmured, almost as an afterthought then gasped as Shy began her service.
Fluttershy now dwelled in a dark, blue tinted world of tight muscle, crushing weight and the taste of Rainbow’s flesh. She did her best to lick and lap while greedily drinking in her smell. As before she could feel Dash’s juices dripping down onto her chin as she first licked and lapped, then dove her tongue in to probe the hot, tight walls of the weather mare’s backdoor.
Truth be told she suspected that she wasn’t doing a very good job of getting her wet, as the angle wasn’t terribly good and she couldn’t move her head at all. That seemed unimportant just then.
“Good girl,” Dash groaned from on top of her, “that’s a good girl, lick my fucking asshole.”
Rainbow was moaning and grunting as she enjoyed things, but soon reminded herself not to waste too much time on this. After All, a tongue was nice, but a length of anal beads was better. Shy’s cock would be best, but that could wait.
She simply rolled off of Fluttershy, and was pleasantly surprised when the mare followed her, obediently licking and lapping at her rear entrance.
“Enough,” Dash snapped, getting back onto hands and knees, “I swear to Celestia I never met a bigger slut.”
Fluttershy knelt and waited for orders, doing her best to ignore the throbbing need radiating out from her own genitals, and trying not to be too obvious when she licked at her chin to taste a little of Dash’s mare cum.
“Now,” the weather mare said when she’d recovered a bit, “go get the lube and start working it into my ass.”
The jar was near by and Shy only had to lean to get it. The contents turned out to be a sweet smelling, clear liquid. She dabbed a finger in it and found the stuff to be slick and slimy.
“G-got it,” she said, fluttering her wings softly.
“Right,” Dash momentarily dropped all harshness from her voice, “what ya wanna do is smear a bunch around my asshole, then more inside. Makes things nice and slippery, got it?”
“I think so,” Shy said.
“Don’t worry, you’ll know as soon as you do something wrong,” Dash grinned at her, “mostly because I’ll be yelling.”
Wet warmth was soon pressed against Rainbow’s hole, and both mare’s shivered a little. Fluttershy was very thorough, eventually working three fingers into Dash to hold her open and make things nice and slick.
It all gave her a lovely, warm sensation to be manipulating her friend’s flesh like that. The way the tight, smooth walls clamped down on her and the way she could look right inside of Dash, where instinctively she felt that a cock belonged.
She caught herself wasting time as she wondered what it would be like to drink another pony’s cum out of Dash’s backdoor.
“Um, is this good?” Fluttershy continued to finger the mare’s hole as she spoke.
“Y-yeah,” the weather mare said, “get the beads, smallest first.”
Fluttershy held the smooth toy in her hands and felt an urge to taunt the mare with it, as she had with the dildo. She ignored it and instead press the first delicately against Dash’s ring, and gasped as the entrance seemed to pull it in till the next was right against it.
“You, um you really like…” again she blushed at her inability to say the word.
“Yeah,” Dash growled, “yeah I do.”
The weather mare arched her back and moaned, pawing at her pierced nipple with one hand as Shy pushed the second into her with scarcely any resistance.
“Always have,” she grunted as the third entered her, “Lost my virginity back there before anypony ever fucked my cunt.”
The fourth and fifth went in with no trouble, and it was only on the sixth that Dash began to strain.
“D-dash?” Shy asked as the seventh was pushed past her straining anal ring, “when you’re um, when you’re doing me…”
Eight entered with a groan.
“When I’m stuffing beads up your fat ass?” Dash replied after a moment to catch her breath.
Fluttershy blushed and bit her lip.
“Could… could you um…” nine was meeting with a lot of resistance as Shy pushed it in. It looked almost like her friend was laying an egg as it was, “could you be… as, um, mean as you c-can?”
Finally nine popped into Dash’s backside and the mare shuffled away from Fluttershy a bit.
She shivered and groan, reaching down to finger herself.
“You sure about that?” she asked with a soft smile, “I can get really nasty if ya want me to, but I’m not sure how much you want me to do.”
Fluttershy began to wring her hands again and refused to meet Dash’s eyes.
“Call me names,” the mare said quietly, “and s-spank me and… and…”
Rainbow Dash stepped awkwardly over to her friend, the beads in her backside making every movement stiff and awkward.
She sat down and wrapped Shy in a hug, folding one soft wing around the mare and nuzzling her neck.
“I’ll do whatever you want,” Dash kissed her friend on the cheek, “but you have to tell me when to stop, alright? I don’t want to hurt you.”
Shy nodded, remembering the safeword.
“You know I don’t really think you’re a slut right? Or any of those other things,” Dash nipped lightly at her neck, “You gotta fuck way more ponies to be a slut, and so far the only ones you’ve been with are your best friends. That ain’t a slut, or a whore, or a bitch in my book.”
“I know,” Fluttershy said, “but I still feel like one.”
She glanced up at Dash, blue eyes half hidden behind pink tresses.
“I… I…” her lip trembled and tears threatened to fall again, “I really like it.”
“But you don’t feel like you should?” Dash squeezed her friend’s shoulder lightly and snuggled a little closer.
Fluttershy shook her head.
Dash growled low and fierce.
“If I ever find who gave you these fucked up ideas that liking sex makes you bad, I’m gonna punch them right in the face,” Dash kissed Shy’s tears away, “I’ll make you feel like a slut if you want to, Shy, and I’ll love you anyways.”
Shy through her arms around her friend and hugged her tight.
“Thankyou,” she whispered.
Dash smiled and grabbed her rump in one hand, “you’re welcome, now hands and knees, slut. I wanna take a nice long look at your fat fucking ass.”
Shy pressed a little closer at those words, rubbing her stallionhood against Dash’s belly before diligently obeying.
Rainbow Dash licked her lips and surveyed the sight of Fluttershy on all fours. The mare really was deliciously plump, and it showed marvelously on her broad backside.
Shy’s legs were spread enough for Dash to get a good look at her pussy, and she made a mental note that before the day was done she was going to taste it. While she was ambivalent to sucking cock, eating cunt was fine dining in her consideration.
Fluttershy’s was particularly pretty, the soft rosy pink of her folds complimenting the buttery yellow of her coat quite nicely. Its lips were parted slightly in arousal, the petals inside slick with her nectar.
Below that, almost comically out of place hung the big, heavy orbs of Shy’s testes, much larger than that of any stallion Dash had ever seen, but considering the volume of the mare’s ejaculate that was hardly surprising.
The weather mare drew near to her, and let Shy feel her hot breath on those pendulous orbs.
“I’m gonna take my time with this,” she told the mare, “Not often I get a chance to play with a fatassed little slut you.”
She looked up at Shy’s backside, the massive, wobbly globes of her buttocks simply begged to be paddled mercilessly, and Dash promised herself that she would, eventually. Celestia knew the mare would need punishing again soon.
Dash began her assault by running her tongue over Fluttershy’s huge, tight balls and listening to the mare draw in a hiss of pleasure. She nipped lightly at the skin, careful not to actually hit a testicle since that would likely be more even than her new favorite fuck toy could stand.
Fluttershy yelped but made no other protest as Dash gave her balls a nice, loving tongue bath interspersed with painful nips and occasionally raking her teeth across the flesh.
She continued up from there and was tempted to dive right into pleasuring cunt or ass, but restrained herself.
Shy had asked her to be mean, after all.
So Rainbow Dash gripped the mare’s tail and yanked hard.
“You need to get your ass up in the air slut!” she pulled until she heard Shy squeal, and kept pulling till the mare was forced to lay her whimpering head on the ground, “come on now you fucking fat whore!”
Dash slapped her backside viciously, “get your ass up. Pretend you’re a slutty little dog in heat, I’ll bet you’d like that. A whole kennel of dogs running a train on your fat ass. You tried sucking any doggy cocks yet?”
She slapped Shy’s rump again and again, each time harder and all while pulling cruelly on the mare’s tail.
“Probably not,” she bent down and released Shy’s tail, “Bet a dumb cunt like you can’t even get dogs to fuck her.”
Shy was breathing hard, head swimming from pain and abuse, but she still frowned and said, “wait then why are you~~”
Dash cut her off by lunging forward and biting hard into the ample, sore flesh of Shy’s buttock, turning the question into a choking scream that melted into a long, low moan.
The weather mare let go and kissed the flesh where she’d bitten.
“That mean enough for ya?” she asked.
“A-again?” Shy whimpered, “c-can you do it again?”
Rainbow Dash smiled and began to knead the mare’s plump, sore backside.
“Sure thing,” she said.
This time she bit slower, letting Shy feel first her teeth against her coat, then the steadily increasing pressure. All the while the mare panted and moaned.
Dash stopped short of actually breaking any skin. It would not do to hurt Fluttershy that much. She didn’t think she’d be able to stand having made the mare bleed.
Fluttershy was panting hard, her mouth lolled open and drooling. It was all too horrible, all too wonderful and all too sweet for her to process. She had never, to her knowledge possessed masochistic tendencies before, but now with Dash’s teeth sinking into her soft flesh it was impossible not to squirm into the bite.
She was only half conscious of her hand on her cock, hungry for more punishment from Dash, or even to cum and forfeit the game. That would be best, to lose and be Dash’s slave, her sweet little doll to tease and torment and pleasure.
If she noticed though, Dash allowed Fluttershy her infraction. The mare released Shy’s buttock from her teeth and lapped and kiss hungrily towards the cleft of her buttocks.
Shy shivered as Dash began to lick up to the base of her tail, and then down to the virgin entrance of her anus.
The mare took her time, licking and kissing and sometimes nipping cruelly at the puckered ring before sealing her lips around and probing her tongue inside, a tiny touch of slick, soft flesh into Shy’s most untouched area.
Her fist pumped faster around her cock, the feeling was maddening and as Dash rimmed her the mare squeezed and kneaded Shy’s plush buttocks, deliciously tormenting the sore flesh.
Sometimes a hard slap punctuated the licking, sometimes a cruel pinch and on it went for what both seemed like an eternity and not nearly enough time.
Dash gave Shy’s backdoor one last, long, loving lick and said, “For a slut your ass taste’s really good.”
“T-thank you,” Fluttershy stammered, “thank you Dash.”
“Be better if there was a nice hot load of cum up there,” the weather mare grinned and slapped Shy’s backside extra hard, “I think for our little night of fun I’ll get some guys to come over and fuck you senseless. Bitch like you ain’t properly dressed if she doesn’t have cum stuffed in every slutty hole.”
Fluttershy squeaked she felt Rainbow’s finger, now slick with lube, press against her backside and then rub in a gentle circle around her entrance, “Of course that’s just part one. After the ten or twelve stallions have pumped you full of cum, I’ll have some fun with you. I’m thinking clothespins on your fat tits and your balls, a nice fat dildo up your ass and cunt to keep the jizz where it belongs, and then…”
She dropped her voice in a whisper and ran one lube slimy finger down Shy’s shaft till it met the mare’s, “…Then I’m gonna ride that fuckin’ thing all night.”
More lube was pressed against Fluttershy’s backdoor and then the weather mare’s finger pressed down against the ring.
“I can’t wait to have your cock inside me Shy,” she said as her finger popped into the mare, “Pinkie told me all the details about what it feels like awhile ago.”
That first finger alone was almost blindingly wonderful, the way her anus clamped down on it, the way it wriggled and scratched and pressed.
“I want you to cum inside of me, Shy,” Dash kissed her friend’s backside, a delicate peck right on one of the bite marks. She slid her finger out and stroked the beautiful globes of the mares battered buttocks.
She supposed this was technically cheating. She had lubed Shy up pretty well, but the mare was a virgin back there after all. There was simply no way she’d be able to take more than a bead or two.
But on the other hand it wasn’t like the mare even wanted to win.
Dash placed the first bead against Shy’s ass.
“First rule of anal,” she said to the mare, “you gotta relax or it’ll hurt like hell, and not in a fun way, trust me on this.”
Shy took a deep breath and tried to force herself to loosen up, but could not resist clenching tight again as Dash placed the first bead against her rectum. It felt cool to the touch, the smooth plastic unnatural against her flesh.
“Easy now,” the weather mare murmured, stroking a hand against Shy’s thigh, “relax…”
It was actually shocking how easy the first one slid into her, first a hardness against her anus, the ring stretching around the smooth bead and then swallowing the tiny orb, pulling the hard little thing into her and clamping down on it.
Fluttershy felt a throaty, bubbling moan rise in her throat. This thing in her backside felt so very, very good. A hard intrusion that pressed into her tight walls.
“Good slut,” Dash purred, planting a loving kiss just above her anus, “good little slut, I’m gonna stick the second in you now, so just relax…”
Shy whimpered and nodded her head. Again there was the cool hardness against her tight backdoor, again there was the wonderful stretching to encompass the bead and now a second, larger bead was inside her and it felt so very good.
“How you liking it?” the weather mare stroked Shy’s tail, a loose waterfall of pink silk.
“It… it’s good,” the mare whimpered. She could feel the third right against her and wanted it inside so badly it almost hurt.
“You’re such a cute butt slut, Shy,” Dash placed a finger against the third bead and gently into Fluttershy, “I’m gonna get some nice, big stallion to fill you up tonight. A guy with a really big cock to stretch your cute little ass wide open and dump a nice hot load inside ya. How do you like the sound of that?”
“I don’t AH!” Shy cried out in ecstasy as the fourth entered her. It felt so very, very wonderful to be filled up like this, “I d-don’t w-want somepony I don’t kn-know…”
“But,” Dash grinned and stroked the fifth around Shy’s anus in a circle before pushing it gently against the puckered entrance, “you do want a nice, thick, meaty cock pumping cum into your slutty ass? Mmmm I really think you’d look nice speared on a big fuckin dick and even nicer afterwards with a nice creamy load dripping out of you.”
Shy simply moaned in response as bead five entered her. It was size of a golf ball and by now the feel of the others so far inside her was putting such a lovely, wonderful pressure on something inside of her that made the mare’s balls ache to cum, and she thought of Dash’s slick cunt again, now imagining it wrapped around her rod and Dash moaning as Fluttershy made her feel so very, very good.
The mare’s words were also quite delicious. She found it hard to imagine being mated with a stallion, the only one she really knew was Big Macintosh and he was not at all interested in mares unless he was so drunk he could no longer tell the difference.
An idea had filled her mind though, Rainbow Dash endowed as she was and carrying out those wonderfully sinful words. Dash sodomizing her, rutting her and pumping her full of hot, bubbling seed.
“Come on Shy,” Dash purred. She eased bead six in slowly, “I wanna drink cum out of your ass.”
Fluttershy let out another short, strangled cry as the weather mare punctuated her word with a lick around the edge of her stretched back door.
It was only then that both mare’s notice that Fluttershy was just short of halfway done with the beads. Dash had to let out an impressed whistle. She in no way doubted the mare’s claims to virginity, at least where her ass and cunt were concerned, but was not at all prepared for her to be able to take six beads on her first try.
“What the hell,” Dash said and began pushing seven in, which made Shy’s long, elegant wings flare out and flutter softly. Eight made the mare pant and whimper.
“Sweet Celestia,” the weather mare murmured as Fluttershy matched her accomplishment, then suddenly worried said, “You’re ok right? This isn’t hurting you or anything.”
“N-no,” Shy moaned, “It feeeeeels so g-good.”
Rainbow Dash felt her grin grow wider.
“You want more?” she pressed the tenth against Shy’s entrance, “beg for it.”
“P-please,” the mare moaned.
“Not good enough, Shy,” Dash patted her battered backside, “say, ‘Rainbow Dash, please fill my slutty fucking asshole.”
“I can’t!” Shy wailed, “Please j-just put it in me!”
“No dice,” a moment of devilish inspiration made her reach down to Shy’s cunt and rub her fingers against the silk soft opening, “you say those exact words or I stop at nine. You do want your ass filled right? You do want to be my good little butt slut?”
“YES!” Shy shouted, to the mutual shock of both her and Dash.
“Good,” the weather mare said when she’d recovered, “then say those words. I’ll even make it easy on you, just repeat after me. Rainbow Dash~~”
“R-rainbow Dash,”
“Please fill,”
“Please f-fill”
“My”
“My”
“Slutty,”
“S-ssl..” Fluttershy gulped down air, desperate to force the word out from between her lips.
“Say it,” Dash snarled, “say the word Shy.”
“Sl-slu-slutty…” her voice quivered and yet as she put voice to the word there was an odd sense of liberation, like a great crushing weight had been lifted from her shoulders.
“Again!” Dash barked, slapping Shy’s jiggling backside, “I need to know which fucking asshole to fill, and if you don’t specify that its your SLUTTY asshole then we’re just lost! Are you a damn slutty little cunt or not Fluttershy?!”
“I am!” the mare wailed. Her voice rose, triumphant and powerful in the still air, “Rainbow Dash! Please fill my slutty f-fucking asshole!”
All was silent as the words left her throat, all save for Fluttershy’s deep heaving breaths. She blinked, unable to believe that she’d really done it, that she’d really cursed. It felt like she’d finally shaken free from something that had been wrapped around her for so long she’d long gotten used to the binding.
Dash got up and strode around to Fluttershy’s front, dropped to her knees and kissed the mare hot and fierce. It was possible that she’d loved Fluttershy more than in that single moment, but it didn’t seem likely.
“How do you feel?” the weather mare asked as their lips parted.
“Alive,” was all Fluttershy could think to say, and it was the only way to describe her feeling in that moment.
Rainbow Dash grinned and nuzzled the side of Shy’s neck, taking her into a half embrace.
“When this is all done,” she whispered in the mare’s ear, “I want you to fill my slutty fuckking ass as well, got it?”
“Yes,” Shy said, returning somewhat to her quieter self. She glanced away from Dash, blushing and smiling softly.
The weather mare ruffled Shy’s mane affectionately before returning to her position behind the mare.
Bead number ten was quite large, and as it entered Fluttershy, Dash had the same surreal yet appealing impression as Shy had of her, that the mare was laying a red egg.
It slid into her with the same strange ease that all the others had and like the others made Fluttershy moan long and low and sweet.
She rubbed the mare’s puckered asshole out of which three beads still hung.
“Good girl,” Dash whispered, “You’re such a good girl, Fluttershy.”
“M-more!” Shy moaned.
In the end, all thirteen beads were inside of Fluttershy, who promptly flopped onto her side, breathing heavily, stroking her turgid stallionhood which was now freely leaking pre cum and panting hard.
“Holy shit,” Rainbow Dash breathed, “holy fucking shit, Shy.”
“I-its so good, Dashy,” Shy cupped a breast and squeezed hard so that milk squirted out of it.
“Goddess you’re so fucking hot right,” The weather mare grinned and bent over the mare, “of course being hot won’t keep you from getting punished.”
“Oh dear,” the mare said with half lidded eyes and a soft smile, “I hope you won’t go easy on me just because of it.”
Dash threw back her head and laughed.
“Don’t worry Shy, I won’t,” she bent down and stroked beneath Shy’s chin, stealing another kiss as she did so, “seriously though, stop jerking it for a little while, ok? We’ve got at least one more game to play.”
Fluttershy moaned and dropped her hand to her thigh, which she stroked instead of her cock. She wondered why she’d never noticed how soft her own coat was before.
Dash walked over to the duffle bag and brought out two items. The first was another dildo, this one even floppier than the one Shy had made her come with and the other a box of 24 clothespins.
She tossed the box to Fluttershy who completely failed to catch it, instead it hit her chest while she flailed at the air and spilled the wooden clamps onto the ground.
“Sorry!” she squeaked, which brought a short giggle from Dash.
“Don’t sweat it,” the mare walked over to her and handed her the floppy blue dildo. It was double sided with almost no flare to speak of. As Shy examined it Dash sat down behind her, still jerky and stiff from the beads in her ass.
“This is going to be half contest, and half punishment,” she said as she wrapped one arm around her friend’s waist and with the other retrieved a clothespin, “what is going to happen is this, you’re going to take the dildo in your mouth like its a cock, and keep it there. Eventually I’ll be sucking on the other end and we’ll see how deep we can both go and for how long, got it?”
Fluttershy nodded as Dash reached around her with the clothespin and began stroking it across her heavy breasts.
“The punishment is you’re going to be wearing these, and sucking on that fake cock til I’ve attached the whole box to you,” She bit softly into Shy’s shoulder, the mare whimpered and leaned into it until Dash released her with a hungry lick along her neck, “I’m gonna be clamping them on places that will hurt, and if any or all of them are too much for you, just go ahead and take them off, alright? But let me tell you that these things are pretty fucking hot. Gilda used to tie me up and then clamp em on me and I came real good.”
The weather mare pinched one open and held it above Shy’s areola, “now, when you’re ready start sucking that dildo, and breathe through your nose while you’re doing it alright? You can suck cock all damn day if you remember to do that.”
Fluttershy leaned back against Dash, for the moment simply savoring the feel of her friend’s sleek, muscular body, of her hard, pierced nipples pressing against the soft feathers of Shy’s wings. There was so much strength in her it made Shy quiver. How could anypony do anything except for giving into Dash?
She raised the dildo to her lips and wondered if perhaps this one was magical as well. It seemed like floppy plastic, but one never knew if one couldn’t read the signs of magic the way a unicorn could.
Mouth open, she laid out her tongue and closed her eyes, pretending the toy was Dash’s member. She would have given anything in that moment for the mare, and all her friends to be endowed as she was that she could make them feel good as they’d done for her.
Her lips closed around the toy and she sucked it into her mouth till it seemed to be pressing against the back of her throat.
Dash’s cock would have the salty sour taste of sweat, with an undercurrent of that curious masculine scent she got from her own stallionhood.
Fluttershy shivered as the weather mare kissed her neck and placed the first clothespin on the slope of her breast, an aching, wonderful pinch.
“I love you Shy,” Dash whispered in her ear, and Shy wriggled in a little closer to the mare, sucking harder on the toy she imagined to be her friend.
This went on for some time, both mare’s getting hotter and hornier with each clothespin pinching into Shy’s soft flesh. A whole half of the box now adorned the mare’s breasts, four around each areola, one on each nipple and one on the slope of each breast.
They ached magnificently, and a slow trickle of milk fell from Shy’s fat teats which Dash lapped up like a kitten as she slid around her lover.
“You look gorgeous with a cock in your mouth,” the weather mare nuzzled her friend’s plump belly. Beneath the soft, squeezable fat of it she could feel a hard core of muscle, the result of her having a job that required far more labor than anypony suspected.
She licked the elegant cup of the mare’s navel and drew down lower to the thick, soft pubic fur above her cock. Dash breathed her scent in deeply and licked up the long length.
Fluttershy whimpered in anticipation as Dash stroked a clothespin along the underside of her maleness, waiting for the clamp to bite into her flesh. As it was affixed between her balls and base, Dash took Shy’s flared glans into her mouth and swirled her tongue all around it.
“Remember Shy,” Dash warned, licking her lips and then the broad surface of the cockhead, “if you cum you lose.”
The mare moaned something around the intrusion that might have been a request for that precise thing to happen.
When Dash was done six clothespins led up the length of the moaning, thrusting mare’s cock, four were around the head, one on her sack, and the last clamped onto her delicate clit
Shy had moaned loud at that one, so much so that her friend had hastily removed it and began apologizing before the mare managed to communicate, without removing the dildo from her mouth, that she’d been enjoying it.
Dash smiled at that. Fluttershy was tougher than anypony gave her credit for.
She straddled the mare now, gazing fondly down at her beautiful face and the fake stallionhood in her lovely mouth. Her buttocks was pressed up against Shy’s shaft. Dash had decided she’d waited long enough, and after the contest was done she’d have the mare fuck her good and hard.
For now she bent low over the mare till her piercings brushed against the clothespins and took the floppy thing in her hands and licked the tip. It tasted of plastic, and to Dash’s embarrassment stale cunt, and she hoped Shy hadn’t noticed that.
She looked down into Shy’s soft eyes, shining with lust and the need to be dominated and dove down the shaft till her muzzle was inches from Shy’s and her mouth was full of the plastic taste.
To her surprise, Shy made the first move, swallowing more of the toy and actually pulling it a ways from Dash’s mouth. The weather mare snorted and dove down after her till the tip pressed into her throat, forcing her breathing ragged.
Their lips were almost touching.
A thrilling idea entered Dash’s mind. A little more and she’d be kissing her friend.
She took a deep breath through her nose, and was met by Shy coming up to press their lips together. Fluttershy wrapped her arms around Dash and hugged her close, forcing more of the toy down the weather mare’s throat and in that wonderful instant of togetherness Dash realized that she was going to lose this contest.
It was, Dash considered, something of a puzzle though admittedly one to be considered at a date when she wasn’t rapidly running out of air.
Fluttershy, meek, gentle, sweet Fluttershy had not only easily and with a great deal of pleasure taken the whole length of anal beads but now also seemed to be a natural born talent at cock sucking. Not that Dash who had a somewhat uncharitable view of stallions as sex partners considered that much of a feat, she considered that any warm wet hole plus friction was enough to get any male off.
She gave up and drew back from the mare, letting her side of the sex toy flop free. After a moment she remembered to put her crueler personality back on for Shy’s benefit and sneered.
“Shoulda figured you’d be good at this,” the weather mare reached down and yanked the clothespin off a nipple and pinched it hard, “fat chicks always brag about how good they are at dick sucking.”
Shy squealed around the toy and bucked her hips, lifting Dash up off the ground.
It was all so cruel, so wonderfully awful to be abused in this way. She wanted more, craved more.
She screwed her eyes shut and allowed the fantasy to shift in her mind, no longer working Dash’s cock but that of some anonymous stallion, somepony who held her in contempt as her friend, no, her mistress told her what a fat, ugly slut she was.
Dash could bear the sight for only so long, she gently pulled the toy out of Shy’s mouth and kissed her. She pinned the mare down and drank her in, their tongues dancing together.
“We’re tied,” Rainbow purred when the kiss broke, “two and two Shy.”
“I-I forfeit!” Shy panted.
“What?”
“I forfeit,” the mare said more calmly, gazing up into Dash’s rosy red eyes with all the love of warmth in her heart, “I don’t want to win.”
“Why not?” the weather mare asked.
Fluttershy looked away again, this time and expression of submission.
“Because I want to be your slave, Dash,” she bit her lip and trailed a hand across Dash’s flat chest.
The weather mare grinned.
“Well maybe I was looking forward to being yours,” she bent close and kissed shy on the tip of her nose, making the mare blush adorably.
“I wouldn’t be any good at it,” Shy replied, “I couldn’t um, I couldn’t be mean like you.”
Dash caressed her friend’s face, “It doesn’t have to be mean, Shy. To be totally honest, I don’t really like yelling at you and stuff.”
“Then why did you do it?”
“Because you asked me to.”
Fluttershy bit her lip and looked Dash in the eyes again.
“You, um, don’t have to be mean if you don’t want to,” she seemed as nervous as she had when it all began on that cloud after Derpy’s house, “I mean if you don’t want to punish me or anything”
“Who said anything about not punishing you?” the weather mare said with a hungry glint in her eyes, “I like punishing you just fine. I ain’t saying I don’t have a nasty streak, I just don’t like being a bitch about it.”
“Then you’ll still spank me and pinch my, um, my bosoms?” Shy with a hopeful look to match Dash’s hungry one.
“You bet,” Rainbow said, “I’ll punish you as much as you want. I’d even bet I can make you cum just from paddling your cute ass.”
Dash sat up then and began removing the remaining clothespins from Fluttershy’s person, making the mare coo and whimper as blood rushed back into the pinched skin.
“One thing though if you’re gonna forfeit,” Dash said as she removed the last.
“What is it?”
The weather mare looked up at her and grinned wickedly.
“You gotta fuck me,” Dash stood up over Fluttershy and grinned down at her, “cunt, then asshole and you gotta cum in both, and then you have lick it all out of me.”
Fluttershy licked her lips and said quietly, “I can do that.”
“Good,” The weather mare raised herself up, “because honestly I think I’d have gone insane if I’d had to wait any longer to get your cock inside of me.”
“W-wait!” Shy said, holding out her hands, “shouldn’t I, Um, shouldn’t I get you ready first?”
Dash threw her head back and laughed, “Shy, if I were any wetter I’d be uh… waterfall? No that sounds stupid. The point is I’m so horny I can’t think of a good comparison. Trust me, no prep is necessary.”
“Oh,” Shy hung her head and lowered her hands, “ok.”
“Wait,” the weather mare grinned, “were you looking forward to eating me out?”
Fluttershy blushed and mumbled something that sounded like “maybe.”
Dash reached down and helped Fluttershy to her hooves, causing the mare to wobble slightly from a head rush.
She led the mare over to a tree and lay back against it, spreading her legs.
“Get on your knees, Shy,” the weather mare commanded, and her friend obeyed instantly, her big blue eyes shiny and eager and also frequently glancing down at Dash’s glistening marehood.
Dash patted her cunt and grinned at Fluttershy. She slid a finger in and groaned.
“Now, get down there and start licking. Make me cum, Shy.”
The bare bent forward and placed shaking hands on Dash’s thighs, watching carefully as blue fingers slid in and out of rosy pink folds. As her breath brushed against that sweet entrance she thought she saw the mare shiver a little.
The weather mare’s taste was different from Pinkie and Twilight, harsher somehow but still utterly delectable. She licked as deep as she could, remembering that she was here to pleasure her mistress, not simply to savor the rich nectar that flowed from her.
Dash’s fingers ran through her mane, stroking softly and encouragingly as Shy probed deeper, nuzzling her hard clit as she went.
“Good girl,” she heard Rainbow say from above, “good girl, Shy.”
The weather mare was taking deep breaths as Shy raised her mouth up slightly to worship the bud of her clit, a hard pearl of flesh that was meant to always be serviced and loved.
It was wonderful to feel her shaking with pleasure, wonderful to give without taking anything in return save the marvelous taste.
Dash’s fingers rubbed Shy’s ear and she found herself leaning into the touch that massaged her there.
Rainbow shivered and hissed and tensed and growled low and animal as Fluttershy’s tongue got the better of her, finally giving a strangled cry and pushing the mare against her as she gushed her tangy, slick mare cum.
Fluttershy dutifully and quite happily lapped it all up and would have continued licking if Dash had not pulled her gently away and up. They kissed once more, both savoring the taste on Shy’s tongue.
“You really love eating cunt, don’t you?” the weather mare asked, licking her lips.
Shy nodded demurely, “yes mistress.”
“Mistress,” Dash mused, “I could get used to you calling me that.”
She held the mare close for a moment and considered things.
“You ready to be inside me?” she finally whispered in Fluttershy’s ear.
Shy positioned herself carefully, taking her great maleness in her hands and as Dash looked at it she felt a moment of uncertainty. Her friend was certainly much girthier than any stallion she’d ever been with.
Still it didn’t look impossible to take. Hopefully.
Fluttershy seemed to share her trepidation, easing herself forward slowly till glans brushed against marehood, and then letting out a soft coo of pleasure. Dash had to smile at that. Shy was an absolute treasure trove of pretty noises.
The mare pushed forward a little more, movements smooth and practiced. She whimpered as her first few inches entered the weather mare, who answered it in a soft groan.
Rainbow Dash was shivering with pleasure at only the tip, the flared head pushing her open and rubbing along her inner walls. Shy inched forward still more, going maddeningly slow and still as her girth filled the mare completely caused no discomfort.
It was all pleasure, all a sweet symphony of longing and gentleness.
After an eternity her medial ring entered, brushing against Dash’s excited clit and making the weather mare moan long and loud. Fluttershy simply whimpered and shook like a leaf.
For her Dash was absurdly tight, a hot velvet vice that pulled her in with a hungry force which she could only barely hold back from. Even when she was pressed full on against her, the mare’s greedy cunt still seemed to want more.
There was also the sheer heat of her, it was like being with Pinkie and Twilight, both of them had been full of lovely wet warmth as well, but somehow Dash made it more perfectly, maddeningly intense.
The weather mare lurched forward, an uncomfortable move for both given their position and propelled the very surprised Shy onto her back.
“You didn’t think you were gonna be on top did ya?” she panted with a leer, at the same time raising her hips up and slamming down against the mare, “bet I can make ya cum in ten seconds flat!”
Fluttershy whined low in the back of her throat. She fully believed Dash, she’d actually been close to orgasm when in her proper place between the mare’s legs earlier, and now her length was wrapped inside the mare who was bouncing up and down rapidly.
“Fuckin Celestia’s tits,” Dash moaned, “fuck me, oh sweet Luna fuck me you’re fucking huge!”
Her hand had gone to her clit and was rubbing vigorously while Fluttershy’s were grasping her breast and kneading softly, sending slow trickles of warm milk down the sides to patter on the grass below.
“I-I’m getting close!” she managed to stammer out. By now she was thrusting up as Dash came down on her, feeling herself tightening and pulling in as her body readied itself to flood her friend with cum.
“I am to!” Dash snarled, “Hold on just a little bit more!”
As the weather mare lowered herself down Shy’s shaft her body went wild with a psychotic electric pleasure and Fluttershy found herself crying out as whatever internal mechanism it was that had been wound so tight let go.
Rainbow Dash’s cunt spasmed and clenched even tighter at the mare’s cock even as that mighty organ erupted with seed, fountaining the molten hot goo up into the weather mare and in that instant everything changed.
The world went white around the mares and in that instant there was only them and four lights shining in the distance. Magic, raw, primal magic shook them both like rag dolls, driving their orgasm’s higher and higher.
Fluttershy felt it flowing through her, a mad rush of gorgeous power and pleasure that merely used her as a conduit, but Dash was the one being filled up.
The weather mare threw her head back and screamed as cum, no longer able to fill her spurted out around Shy’s enormous shaft in thick hot streaks and just above her marehood something began to grow. In a moment Shy realized what it was and rejoiced as a newly formed stallionhood emerged from Rainbow Dash.
It all passed in less than a minute though Shy still spurted and spewed. Dash fell to the side only semi conscious, eyes open and glazed, nonsense words falling from her mouth and Fluttershy’s stallionhood fell free of her easily, still fountaining jism into the air but now it rained down on the mares in a salty rain.
A long, exhausting moment passed as Shy’s orgasm slowly ebbed from that of a geyser to merely an extended version of a normal stallions and she was able to shakingly get onto hands and knees to crawl over and inspect her friend.
Cum was flowing freely out of her mare hood, rolling over one firm buttock and pooling in the grass. Just above it a pair of fat, heavy testicles nestled in a blue sack and above that…
Shy had to move Dash’s leg, the mare bucked and twitched making it difficult but when she had shifted the limb she drew in a hiss of breath at the long, thick stallionhood between the mare’s legs.
It was the same soft, rosy pink as Dash’s marehood and nipples, dappled here and there with a lighter shade of the same color. The thick flare was almost white at the edges and the wide hole of her urethra leaked clear pre cum onto the grass.
“Dash?” Shy shook the mare’s hip softly but she remained completely insensate. Shy examined the rest of her. The mare’s breasts had if anything become flatter and more boyish, her muscles more well defined. She was in fact still Rainbow Dash, there was just… more of her.
The weather mare’s eyelashes fluttered open and Shy noted the irises were drawn into pinpricks. Her face had subtly changed, becoming more androgynous as her jaw had thicken and her cheekbones raised higher.
Fluttershy reflected that her friend could easily pass a young stallion now, a curious, tempting sort of beauty that spoke to her of innocence lost without regret beneath a summer sky.
She giggled and wondered where that thought had come from. The mare bent down to her sweet, strong friend and kissed a sky blue cheek.
“You look so beautiful Dash,” she whispered.
Rainbow Dash’s eyes fluttered open and she turned on Fluttershy. Her member smacked into the mare’s hip and she groaned at the feel of satin softness against it.
“Wh-what happened?” the weather mare mumbled.
“We, um, we climaxed at the same time and then you…” Fluttershy searched for words, “you became like me I think.”
“Holy shit…” Dash said, coming back to herself, “that was… that was fucking awesome.”
“Do you want to try it out?” Shy asked and was immediately rolled onto her back by Dash.
“What do you think?” the mare smiled evilly down at her and smiled back.
This was going to be fun.
END.
