I didn't sleep well the night after my afternoon delight with Pinkie. Rather, I didn't get to sleep in as late as I would've liked thanks to a pair of Princesses. I didn't even think it was possible to wake someone up with Glares of Mild Annoyance, but they managed it. Spike, aware of the atmospheric shift, wisely dismissed himself and left me to face my fate alone. I may have been the only one who noticed for all the reaction that got from the women in the room.

"Bill," Twilight began, "Pinkie tells me you have cupcakes."

"Yes," I answered, sitting up. "And?"

"I hope you planned on sharing," Twilight continued. Her voice gave the impression that she may or may not have been holding back some amount of annoyance. Her neutral expression betrayed nothing.

"I did share," I replied, feigning obliviousness, "I let Spike have a couple."

Twilight remained unimpressed. While purple Princess paused to ponder proper pastry procurement protocols, pink Princess proceeded to play her own pieces.

"How many are left?" she whispered in my ear, sitting down on the bed and brushing herself against me.

"Half a dozen," I whispered back.

Cadance ran her fingers through my hair and down the back of my neck, "Perhaps you might be willing to part with some if I offered you something in return?"

"I might be persuaded," I agreed quietly. "What did you have in mind?"

"I just so happen to know a particular mare who might be interested in helping with your little predicament. If you share your cupcakes with me, I can help you get exactly what you want."

The implication was not lost on me. I spent about five seconds fumbling for words before settling on, "You'd do that for me?"

Cadance just gave me her trademark innocent smile, "Of course I would. What else are friends for?"

'Eating all my cupcakes, apparently.'

"Deal," I finally said, realizing I probably just signed my soul over to the devil (again).

Twilight immediately protested, "Hey! What about me?"

"Well, what do I get in return?" I asked.

Without an answer, Twilight tried the sad puppy face, and when that failed, she grunted in frustration and stormed out. While it might have been more effective by itself, it was nothing compared to the prospect of nookie.

"Alright," Cadance rounded on me the instant we were alone, "Where are they? It's time to keep your end of the deal."

"Second shelf in the wardrobe," I indicated, "behind the extra bedsheets."

Heartbutt bounced her happy self over to retrieve her prize, smiling like she didn't have a care in the world.

"So, how'd you find out?" I asked once she'd grabbed the box and sat back down on the bed next to me.

"Oh, Pinkie dropped by and asked Twilight how the cupcakes were. Apparently, she thought you would just give them away."

I grabbed a cupcake for myself out of the box. "She could've just asked directly. So could you, for that matter. That's how Spike got his."

"Really? These things are too good to give away for free," Cadance said, finishing her first cupcake.

"I didn't think it was that big a deal."

Cadance ignored my remark and started in on her second.

"You're scary, you know that?" I finally said after a moment's pause. Come to think of it, Pinkie was scary too, in her own strange way. Was it a pink pony thing or just a coincidence? I filed that thought away for a future brooding session.

"Who me? But I'm so cute and cuddly." Cadance hit me with the full force of her 'hug me' face. Then she put her arm over my shoulder saying, "Just be glad I'm on your side."

I didn't want to find out what her bad side was like.

"So, when are you and Twilight gonna do it for real?" she asked, apropos of nothing.

If I'd had a drink, I would have done a spit take. Without one, I half-choked on cupcake crumbs instead. "What!?" I managed between coughs, "We already did it once."

"I mean beyond just a little bit of rough-housing and heavy licking. The way you two go at it, I'm surprised you haven't kicked me out of her room and pushed the beds together already."

"I'm willing if she is," I said after finally regaining some semblance of composure. "I just don't think she's in the right frame of mind for it. I think she sees me as more of a science project than anything else. It's part of why I give her so much shit all the time."

"And the other part?" Cadance prompted.

"Have you seen her when she's mad?"

Pink Princess looked thoughtful for a moment. "You have a point there," she finally conceded with a wry smile.

We sat in amicable silence for a little while before Cadance excused herself to grab a couple glasses of milk. As enjoyable as our illicit breakfast had been so far, we both needed something to wash it down before splitting the remaining two cupcakes.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" I asked when she came back.

"Sure," she said, handing me my glass before sitting back down. "What's on your mind?"

"Is Twilight still keeping track of how much magic I still need to get rid of?"

"Of course she is," Cadance assured, "Obsessively."

"Has she said anything about how much longer it's gonna take?"

"She never talked to you about it?" She paused and gave a frustrated sigh, "Try not to take it personally. It's a bad habit of hers from her days in school. She's so fiercely independent about her studies that she never shows her work to anyone until she's sure she understands her results, even if she's completely lost. If I remember right, you have at least another month at the rate you're going."

"So basically, I have to have more sex more often if I want to go home."

"Well, that would be the simplest way to go about it," Cadance replied, although it sounded more like an admission than a straightforward answer. "But, I don't think that's all there is to it. Let's finish eating, and I'll go get the notes I copied from Twilight when she wasn't looking."

Ten minutes later, I was sitting on my bed across from Cadance and looking at a list of everyone I'd fucked so far ranked by some number in another column. Fleur had the highest score by a good margin over Pinkie. Twilight was further back, and Rainbow Dash and the nameless blonde were practically tied for last.

"So, what am I looking at here?" I asked.

"Those numbers tell how much magic each of your encounters released."

That, at least made sense, but I had to state the obvious. "You know Fleur and I did it twice, right?"

"That's the average," Cadance said plainly. "We couldn't exactly break into her hotel room in the middle of the night to measure the difference."

My mind was blank. Sure, looking at the numbers raised some interesting questions, but I wasn't sure if rigorous scientific investigation was really necessary. The prospect of pounding pussy for science certainly had its appeal, but at the end of the day, I really just wanted to go home.

Cadance broke the silence. "Any thoughts? Any ideas at all that might explain this?"

"Well," I started awkwardly, "maybe it has something to do with how good the sex is? I know for Rainbow Dash and this other one, I may as well have been doing it myself." I was really just thinking out loud, not entirely sure where I was going. "Or maybe the first round with Fleur was nothing special and the second was what put me over the top."

"I thought that too," Cadance replied. "I've been trying to talk Twilight into trying again, but I don't know what your take is on that."

"Like I said, I'm willing if she is, though I'm not sure if she's in the mood right now. But who knows? Maybe a little angry sex is just what we both need."

"I think you might be better off finding a more stable partner, someone more interested in you than what they can learn from you. I mean, look at these ponies on the list here. Yeah, you had sex with them, but how intimate were you?" She paused for a second. "You don't have to answer that; just think about it."

"Sounds like a good idea," I said, setting aside her question. "But who is this mythical being that supposedly has that kind of interest in me, and is willing to take it all the way to the bedroom while knowing that I'm not exactly looking for a romantic relationship right now?"

"There's Celestia and Luna," Cadance helpfully pointed out, ruining the intended effect of my question. "You don't have to have romantic interest. I just think you need someone you can open up to. Even now, you're constantly guarding yourself."

"You really think I'm going to hop on a train back to Canterlot and bare my heart and soul to them after the stunt they pulled? And what's with the sudden talk about intimacy? You some kind of sex therapist or something?"

"I've occasionally offered helpful advice to ponies who needed it," Cadance said offhand. "Sometimes, they even listen."

I looked up at the pink Princess. She sat at the foot of the bed with her legs folded up to her chest and her wings relaxed out to the sides. If she was being insincere, she hid it well.

"What about Fluttershy?" she offered, breaking the silence again.

"What about her?" I asked, taken aback.

"What do you think about her?"

'For starters, she's got killer tits, and the rest of her ain't bad either. I could die in a motorboating accident with her and not care. Definitely top-tier cuddling material. Though, she's a bit on the short side. I wouldn't complain if she was a little taller. She's really quiet, too; very hard to tell what she's thinking. Definite 11/10, would fuck.'

"She's alright," I said dismissively. "What's your point?"

If looks could kill, Cadance's deadpan expression would have bored a hole through my head and kept on going through the wall behind me and continued on to lay waste to everything in its path. I didn't crack, though.

"Well," she began, "I was going to take you back to her house for that three-way you mentioned before, but if you're not interested..."

I continued to not crack under Pink Princess's pressure, and I most certainly did not backpedal frantically to explain that I hadn't meant it seriously at the time. In turn, Cadance did not point out that she knew I wasn't being serious then, but she was completely serious now, and Fluttershy was interested if I was.

My doubts flared up right as we were walking out the front door. "You're sure Fluttershy is interested?"

"Yep," Cadance confirmed.

"How?"

"I asked."

"And she actually gave you a straight answer?"

"Well, no," Cadance admitted. "But I'm pretty good at reading between the lines and picking out what someone isn't saying when they talk about someone else. She won't say anything directly, but she asks about you when I visit her."

"Maybe she's just worried about how I'm doing."

"If all she cared about was your health and well-being, she wouldn't have climbed into your bed on the train ride here. She would've shut the window, laid out the extra blankets, and gone back to her own bed."

I wanted to keep arguing because the more I thought about it, the more nervous I got, and talking about it helped distract me from thinking about it. Unfortunately for me, the Princess had a point. Besides, if anyone knew about the thought processes of an alien woman, it sure as hell wasn't me. After all, I had enough trouble dealing with women of my own species. As we continued on to Fluttershy's cottage, Cadance also let slip that her little yellow friend kinda sorta had a thing for non-ponies. I couldn't tell if she was being sincere or just screwing with me again, but it might have explained a few things.

We caught Fluttershy in the middle of making tea when we arrived. Since it wasn't quite ready, she offered to make me some hot chocolate if I would prefer. I shot a look over at Cadance, and she had one of her smug grins on that told me all I needed to know. Of course, that didn't stop me from accepting. That would just be rude. I went into the living room and sat on the couch to rest my legs while the two ladies conspired in the kitchen. They emerged within minutes, and took their own seats while we drank our beverages. Cadance finished hers first and excused herself to run, "just a few errands," leaving me and Fluttershy alone together.

She sat at the other end of the couch, occasionally looking my way and quickly back at her tea when she noticed I was looking back. She really was something, in a sort of exotic alien sort of way. Though she stood about as tall as Rainbow Dash, the similarities ended there. If Rainbow was a pegasus built for speed, Fluttershy was the comfort model. Her ass filled out just right to give the best curve to her hips, and her boobs were a masterpiece. It took all of my restraint to not just dive over there and go to town. No, I had to play it smart. Even though Cadance assured me she was interested, she was obviously too skittish for the direct approach. I'd have to make her feel comfortable, and let her come to me.

I finished my drink and set the empty mug down on an end table. Then, with a contented sigh, I leaned back in my spot and let my eyes wander around the room, pretending not to notice Fluttershy blushing like mad just a couple feet away.

Before long, she gathered up enough courage to speak. "Um, Bill?" she managed.

"Hmm?" I turned back to regard her. She had her arms wrapped around her ample bosoms as if she were cold, or maybe she was just feeling self-conscious.

"Is what Twilight said true?" she blurted out much quicker than she probably meant.

"Hmm?" I repeated, confused. "What did Twilight say? When?"

Fluttershy hesitated and then stammered, "I-it was back in Canterlot. She said you're attracted to us like this."

"It's true," I confirmed.

Fluttershy blushed even harder. "Oh my," she muttered. She continued whispering softly to herself, possibly to calm her own nerves.

"So, does this mean that what Cadance said was true?" I asked after a tactful pause, "That you're also interested in me?"

That snapped Fluttershy out of her breakdown, maybe a bit too much as she turned and let her deep blue eyes bore into my soul. "Absolutely," she said with a disturbing amount of conviction.

"Uh." It was my turn to be awkward. "Why?"

"Because you're an alien from a whole other world," she said, turning and leaning towards me. Her wings extended partway as she closed the space between us. "What is it like there? What are the animals like? What kind of pets do you have? Why is Discord so terrified of you? Tell me everything."

Somehow during Fluttershy's surprisingly forward interrogation, I'd ended up on my back with her on top of me. We were practically nose-to-nose when she finally stopped. Her deep blue eyes filled my view, and I couldn't bring myself to look away.

"I'm sorry," she suddenly burst out, her face redder than I thought possible as she pulled away. I sat up in confusion at what just happened. "I just got carried away," she lamented.

In truth, I wouldn't have objected if she'd gone further, I just wasn't expecting all the questions. "Uh," I hesitated, trying to break her self-conscious spiral again, "Who's Discord?" It was probably a dumb question, but it was a good a topic as any to bring her back to the present.

"Nopony told you?" she asked incredulously. When I shook my head, she continued, "He's a spirit of chaos, and he's my friend, but when I told him about you being here in Ponyville, he got scared. He kept saying, 'He's one of Hers,' but he never said who 'She' is or how you belonged to Her. He packed all his things into a balloon, turned himself into a brick, and flew off toward Canterlot."

"O...kay," I said slowly. It was the only thing I could think of after that kind of non-explanation. I mentally filed it under, 'That way lies madness.' I tried engaging her on her other questions, but it was clear her mind was elsewhere. We sat facing each other from opposite ends of the couch, and though I had a range of guesses on what her twitchy wings meant, the bright red on her otherwise yellow face told me everything I needed to know.

I slid down and made myself comfortable, making sure she had plenty of room. Figuring we could start with cuddling and go from there, I invited her over to join me. She started to move, but hesitated, so I sat back up and pulled her over. She didn't resist and soon settled in with the top of her head right under my chin, sighing happily as I rubbed the back of her neck with one hand. Her wings made it difficult to wrap my other arm around her for proper cuddling, so I settled on the next best thing. She giggled lightly when I started tickling just below her wing joints and moved slowly toward my real target.

"I can feel your heart beating," Fluttershy broke the silence after a few moments. It was probably true. I could definitely feel my own heart pounding, and when I began fondling her, she took it as a cue to start fondling me.

My heart pounding slowly died down as we both relaxed into the cuddle. Pinned between Fluttershy and the back of the couch, I got a little warmer than I expected and had to wriggle out of my shirt, much to the delight of my little yellow companion. She seemed to enjoy rubbing up against my bare skin as much as I enjoyed her rubbing up against me. She must have noticed too, because her hands started getting more adventurous down below my beltline. The shy, nervous wallflower was finally coming out.

"Um, Bill? Could you close your eyes please? If you don't mind?" Fluttershy may not have been shy with her hands or her boobs, but she was still shy in her voice.

I did as requested and felt her move herself up into position. I expected her to hesitate, so I wasn't quite ready when she put a hand on my cheek and planted a quick kiss on my lips. When I opened my eyes, I could see her smiling. I was ready when she pulled me in the second time.

At least when it came to kissing, Fluttershy was anything but shy. Her tongue was in my mouth as soon as I opened it, and she only broke a kiss when it was time to come up for air. She held me in both hands and didn't let go as we made out, and neither of us had any interest in stopping. If anything, it only got more intense as we kept going. Not wanting to waste an opportunity, I sent one of my hands to roam freely up and down her body, giving both boobs and butt their due attention. For good measure, I pulled one of her hands away from my face and set it down on my own butt. After all, I shouldn't be the only one with my hands in naughty places.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here," came the familiar voice of Cadance, who must have snuck in while Fluttershy and I were otherwise distracted.

Fluttershy and I couldn't respond right away seeing as how I had her tongue in my mouth and she had my tongue in hers. However, the interruption did jolt us both back into what passed for reality.

"Oh no," Cadance continued. "Don't stop on my account. I guess I should have warned you, Bill. Fluttershy really likes making out."

'As if you didn't intend to find us exactly like this when you came back.'

Fluttershy had another sudden attack of self-consciousness and broke the kiss, sitting up and blushing furiously. The way she braced herself with her arms squeezed her jumbo-sized jubblies just so, and the way she straddled me on her knees just happened to let my dick rub up against her inner thighs.

"Uhh, Cadance," Fluttershy squeaked out, "Can we talk for a minute?"

The yellow pegasus was clearly quite frazzled as she extricated herself from me and the couch. Pink Princess made no obvious reaction, but as she guided Fluttershy and her twitching wings away, she turned and winked at me.

While the two women conspired in the next room, I spent the next couple minutes wondering if I'd just been cockblocked or if I was about to go the distance with both of them at the same time.

My musing came to an end when the two women came back into the living room. Fluttershy seemed to have calmed down a bit, though still blushing. Cadance had one of those mischievous grins that could mean either great fun or horrible things in my immediate future.

Cadance spoke first. "I guess I should tell you my plans for tonight first. I talked to the weather ponies, and they're getting ready for another snowstorm tonight, so I think it's best if we spend the night here. Fluttershy says she doesn't mind."

Fluttershy smiled sweetly at me, not that I really needed persuasion in any case. When I agreed, she looked relieved.

"That being said," Pink Princess continued, her smile becoming even more wicked, "I wouldn't want you two to feel like you can't enjoy yourselves and each other just because of me, so Fluttershy wants to ask you something."

With some whispered encouragement from Cadance, Fluttershy stepped forward. "Um, Bill? I was wondering. Would you mind if we played pretend?"

"You mean roleplaying?" I asked. "That depends. What are you thinking about?"

Fluttershy hesitated, but a reassuring nod from her counterpart gave her the courage to continue. "I was thinking..." she paused again, and then let everything out, "I was thinking that you could pretend to be a comfort stallion, and Cadance would be your madam, and I would be the prospective mistress."

I had many thoughts about her proposal. I wasn't above roleplaying the 'love slave' on general principle, but the specifics depended heavily on the tastes of my fellow roleplayers. I wasn't about to jump into a full BDSM setting with just anyone, and I knew next to nothing about what they had in mind.

"I'm not completely opposed to the idea," I finally said. "But no weird stuff."

"Don't worry," Cadance assured. "We might tie your hands, but there won't be any whips or special props or any of that stuff, and if you don't like the way things are going, just say, 'beach ball,' and we'll stop."

That helped set my mind at ease. At least they weren't planning anything too crazy, and they understood the concept of safe words. If I had a gun to my head and had to pick any of the ponies I'd met so far to place my trust in, Fluttershy would top the list. Cadance, not so much, but if Fluttershy was vouching for her, I'd allow it.

"Okay," I agreed, "But we switch places after the first round."

Surprisingly, neither of them flinched at the implication that we would go more than once. If anything, that only made them more eager to agree. That Pink Princess was up to something, but at least it looked like I would benefit from it. Fluttershy headed upstairs to get things ready.

Cadance rounded on me as soon as Fluttershy was out of sight. "From this point on, you are to speak only when spoken to. You are to address me as, 'Madam Cadance,' and Fluttershy as, 'Mistress Fluttershy.' She wants you to be a just a little bit rebellious, so don't just automatically do everything she says right away. Offer some resistance, but not too much."

"As you wish, Madam Cadance."

"Perfect! Now let's go see our client."

"Yes, Madam Cadance."

I was led upstairs into Fluttershy's bedroom. The bed was considerably bigger than the ones at the library, but still not quite big enough for all three of us. Fluttershy sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, looking about as demure as was possible for such a well-endowed naked woman. She smiled at Cadance and I as we entered.

"So this is the one you told me about?" Fluttershy started.

"He's the one," Cadance confirmed with her trademark grin. "I think you'll find him exactly to your liking."

"Well, he won't do me any good wearing all that," Fluttershy snapped. "Take his clothes off, please."

I sidestepped Cadance's grasp as she went for my belt, opting instead to undress myself for the occasion. She wanted a little rebelliousness, and that was what she would get.

Fluttershy smirked in amusement, "Yes, I think he'll do quite nicely." She slid off the bed and came over to give me a closer inspection. "Tell me, what is your name?"

"My name is Bill, Mistress Fluttershy."

I stood in place while the mistress made her way around, looking me up and down. Somewhere between Canterlot and her bedroom, she'd learned to accentuate her hip movements and exaggerate the natural jiggle of her jubblies, and she made sure I damn well knew it. I rolled my eyes at the act as she passed behind me but continued playing along. Whatever Cadance said to Fluttershy had definitely gotten her out of wallflower mode. She pretended not to be impressed by my endowment down below, but her tender touch as she ran her fingers up and down my body said everything her mouth didn't.

"Please sit down on the bed," she finally commanded after completing her inspection.

I silently complied and took my seat. The mattress was softer than I expected, and I sank down to where I could motorboat quite happily if only my little yellow mistress would come over and join me.

I didn't have to wait long. Fluttershy climbed into my lap and wrapped her legs around my waist, pinning my attentive privates between us. "You seem a little cold. Let me help you stay warm," she whispered in my ear as she wrapped her arms and wings around me and moved her hips over my thighs.

I wasn't yet inside her, but I could feel she was already getting wet with anticipation. Every time her pussy rubbed up against my balls, she left a dribble of her lady juice behind. I gave her a butt, thigh, and hip massage to show my appreciation.

"So you like that, huh?" she cooed sweetly. "If you don't mind, how about a kiss for your new mistress?"

I kissed her on the cheek and gave her a playful smile of my own. That earned me a light slap and a scolding finger, but it was all part of the show.

"Very funny, Bill," Fluttershy chided. "Now this time, kiss me properly."

"Yes, mistress Fluttershy." I kissed her on the neck, just above her shoulder.

Mistress Fluttershy shoved me backwards so that I lay flat on the bed. "Madam Cadance," she called.

Pink Princess dutifully came over to the bed and shot me a look of cold disdain. "Is something the matter?" she replied, turning to her client.

"Help me demonstrate to your slave here the proper way to kiss his mistress."

As soon as Cadance sat down on the bed, Fluttershy pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss and held her there until she returned it. The two ladies ran their hands through each other's hair as they played a couple more rounds of tonsil hockey before Fluttershy finally broke off.

"Now, you show him how to do it, so that he doesn't forget again."

Cadance and Fluttershy traded spots. The pink one pinned me down by the shoulders as she positioned herself on top, and the yellow one moved to the head of the bed and lounged against the pillows to watch.

"Keep misbehaving like this, and I'll tie you to the bed," Cadance warned as we made ourselves more comfortable.

I just winked at her and earned myself another play slap.

When Fluttershy and I were making out before, she had started lightly and slowly worked her way up to more intense smooching. Cadance came in hot and heavy from the start, grabbing the back of my head and putting some force into it. There was no question about the tongue. She attacked at the first sign of weakness and didn't let up.

Not to be outdone, I rallied and sent my tongue across the enemy lines for a counterattack. At the same time, I tickled her tits as a distraction. While not on the same level as Fluttershy, Cadance would have had no trouble filling out a top if she ever bothered to put clothes on. I took full advantage of the fuzzy, floppy funbags while I had the chance.

Cadance eventually let up, pulling my tongue out with her teeth before letting go. "Did I say you could touch me?" she asked imperiously.

"No Madam Cadance," I answered, but I kept squeezing her boobs.

"You haven't stopped playing with them."

"You never told me to stop, Madam Cadance."

Cadance grabbed my wrists and pinned them down behind my head. "So, you think this is some kind of game, do you? Well, let's see how you like it when I tie you up." As she spoke, a length of rope floated in from somewhere and tied my hands together. The rope felt like some kind of mix between silk and velvet, and the knot was just tight enough that I couldn't easily undo it but not so tight that it hurt. She clearly had experience with this kind of play.

Fluttershy moved out of the way as Cadance moved me up toward the head of the bed. Another, longer rope magically threaded itself through an open loop on my binding and tied itself to the corner posts. I made a show of resistance by testing the strength of my bindings while the Madam and Mistress looked on with satisfaction.

Pink Princess turned to Fluttershy. "He's now been properly disciplined, my lady. You may continue."

Fluttershy wasted no time in climbing back on top of me and sliding her breasts from my belly up to my chest. Her pink hair fell over and around my face as she smiled hungrily, looking down at me. "Let's try this again, shall we?"

I didn't have time to answer before she pulled me into another lip lock the same way Cadance had done. She rocked slowly back and forth on her elbows and knees without breaking the kiss, brushing her chest against mine.

Something warm and wet engulfed my cock. It wasn't Fluttershy because her ass was sticking almost straight up in the air, which meant it was Cadance. I wiggled myself over just enough to see her bobbing up and down as she worked my rod with her mouth before Fluttershy wrestled me back into place for more kissing.

Cadance brought me right up to the edge before she stopped. Almost as soon as I noticed the lack of mouth on my cock, Fluttershy suddenly pulled back with a yelp. I turned my head and saw that my Madam had switched to pleasuring my Mistress. As a consolation, though, Fluttershy had moved up far enough to let her luscious love muffins hang right in my face. Not being one to pass up such an opportunity, I did my duty as a lover of boobs and licked and suckled to my heart's content, at least until my little yellow Mistress started shaking, and her legs gave out.

Satisfied with her efforts at the other end, Cadance helped Fluttershy sit back up. Then, she took my dick in one hand and guided Fluttershy backwards until she lined up just so before letting her settle back down with me inside her.

"Now you get to earn your reward," Cadance said, briefly turning toward me before throwing a leg over my chest and sitting on my face. "Give your Madam a proper farewell, and your new Mistress will welcome you as her own."

"Mapvh mou fhvifvh Mvhfphm Cevdphephm." My mouth was already full of pussy, but I said my line as best as I could. Meanwhile, Cadance and Fluttershy made out somewhere above me, and Fluttershy began to move her hips to get my manhood back up to speed. As I licked and sucked at Cadance's cunt, Fluttershy's fuckhole went to work as well, and we raced to see who would finish first.

I lost the race, but only just. I fired my load into Fluttershy just a couple seconds before Cadance let out a moan of pleasure and her lady juice trickled down my chin. Cadance finally recovered, lifted herself off of me, and laid down at my side to snuggle into my shoulder. Fluttershy leaned forward and rested her head on my chest as her lower half finished sucking me dry. She planted a few small kisses along my neckline and then licked up some of Cadance's leavings before smiling at me.

"I'm glad you agreed to do this," she confided, sighing happily.

I said nothing, but scratched her ears and played with her hair as all three of us rode the post-coital high.

After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, I looked out the window and saw that it was already snowing. Cadance and Fluttershy were ready to go again, but I wasn't, so we switched roles. I sold Fluttershy to Cadance and watched as the two of them went at it.

Eventually, they wore themselves out, and we took turns in the bathroom cleaning ourselves up for bed. We laid out a futon on the living room floor downstairs to sleep, and I got to be in the middle, cuddled from both sides by two gorgeous and well-endowed alien women. I went to sleep in my happy place.