A young stallion walked up to the front of the box, seeing two holes, both with copious amounts of spunk around them. He chose the right hole, slipping his pants and underwear to his thighs and inserting his cock. Almost instantly he felt a set of lips clamp down around him, whoever was inside swirling thier tongue around his shaft. Once he was erect the pony started to move back and forth, making him groan in pleasure. Another stallion came up alongside him and put his dick in the other hole, getting the same reaction.

They both placed their hands on the top of the box as their cocks continued to be sucked by the mysterious mares. The first one notice a sign on the wall next to them, reaching into his back pocket and counting out his bits. He handed some to the unicorn stallion standing to the side and pulled out, making the pony inside groan in disapproval.

He walked around the other side and slipped his saliva coated phallus into the lower hole, the mare he now knew to be inside moaning as he pushed passed her lips. The other stallion glanced at the price list, a big grin on his face as he pulled out and walked to the empty holes. He handed over a pile of bits and slipped his dick into the top hole, getting a shriek of pleasure as he thrust forward. A second unicorn made his way over to the first, an unsure look on his face. “Snips, should we be doing this?”

“Yes, Snails, it's what they want. Now, have you got the front panels?” The gold furred unicorn nodded and slipped his bag off his back. “Well, these are the last ones for the night, so let's close up.” They had two pieces of wood the same size as the holes on the front, with large dildos on one side. They walked in front of the box and started to slip them in, initially meeting some resistance but the mares soon allowed them into their mouths. There were latches on the outside to lock them into place, and the two stallions stepped back until the other pair were finished.

The two using the mares were grinning at each other, and then turned away and gripped the box, then started thrusting as fast as possible. There was the sound of muffled moaning at two different volumes as the stallions raced to finish. They both began grunting and thrusting hard, the first one soon tensing up as his tip flared, his seed coating the inside of the mare's cunt.

The other followed a few moments later, pulling out of the other mare's tight asshole and letting his sperm shoot across her flanks and down her thighs. The pair redressed with happy smiles on their faces and turned to leave. Snips and Snails reached into the back one more, pulling out four more circular panels, which also had dildos on them. They walked to the back and slotted them in, pushing the top ones in harder as the mares' assholes resisted the insertion.

Once it was all sealed up, Snips picked up his bag as Snails floated the large upside down L shaped box along. They walked through the streets chuckling as the mares shifted over the toys, entering a small two storey house in the suburbs. The smaller unicorn headed towards the kitchen whilst the larger one lifted the lid off the box, revealing the messy, bound, gagged and plugged forms of Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.

They looked up at him from the position as he gave a sigh, starting to unlatch the back panel. They gave a few moans as the dildos in their holes pulled out, and gasped as their mouths were unblocked when he lifted them out. He set them on their feet and started to untie their legs, just as Snips came back in. “So... you two feeling like princesses yet?”

“THAT WAS A STUPID FUCKING IDEA!!! WHO HAD IT??”

“Um... you did, Diamond Tiara.” Her eyes widened as she realised Silver Spoon was right, and they stood patiently whilst the rest of the ropes were removed. The two stallions led them upstairs to the bathroom, where they let the mares wash up. About an hour later the two earth ponies made their way to the lounge, dressed in jeans and t-shirt, sitting at the table with the two unicorns. “So, how much did we make?”

“Over four hundred bits. Gotta say, I'm surprised you agreed to that.” The two mares just giggled, until Diamond's gaze fell across the notice board. She picked it up and slapped it across Snails' head, as he was sitting closer.

“SNATCH HATCH? That's disgusting! But... no, we don't feel like princesses yet. I don't think we'll be doing that again. Come on, Silver, let's just go. My daddy is upset I don't have a job yet... and this didn't work out.” The two stallion glanced each other with a raised eyebrow as the mares stood to leave, and nodded to each other.

“We... can give you a job.” They stopped by the front door, glancing over their shoulders at the pair, not sure if they wanted it. “Well, we're magicians, and as you may know, every good magician has and attractive mare as an assistant. We don't have any assistants...” The two mares had a whispered conversation, before turning back to the table. Instead of sitting on the free chairs, they sat on the lap of the stallion that they had been with the other night.

Diamond Tiara wrapped an arm around Snails' back, stroking his cheek with her other hand as he stared at her. “Tell me more...”

Applebloom and Scootaloo sat in the customer seats of Carousel Boutique, waiting for Sweetie Belle to make an appearance. There were multiple bags at the feet of the pegasus mare, new items of clothing Rarity had been crafting all afternoon for her. There was a knock on the door that drew them out of their bored state, and they watched as Arctic Halberd walked over and opened the door. “Uh... hello. Is... Miss Rarity in?” Their ears twitched as they recognised the voice, amazed that it could be so polite.

“The mare is on the premises, yes. But I can not allow you access.”

“What? Why not?” There it was, the demanding voice of Diamond Tiara when she didn't get something she wanted. Scootaloo giggled when he cocked his head as the young mare continued. “It's obvious you're new here, so you don't know who's important in town. My daddy will make sure you...” The rest of her speech was cut off as Halberd firmly closed the door in her face, turning around with a smirk on his face.

“Arctic Halberd, let her in.” His smirk instantly dropped, and Scootaloo shook her head as he walked back grumbling to himself. He opened the door once more to find an earth pony stallion there, the two young mares behind him.

“Good day to you, sir, my name is Filthy Rich. I would like to know why my daughter is not allowed into this shop.”

“Because my princess allows it, nothing further.” He stepped back, allowing the trio to enter. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were instantly in front of the other two mares, looking down at them with contempt.

“Well, look who we have here. Two out of three of the blank flank brigade.” Scootaloo just smirked at them, unfurling a wing and giving a slight flap. Since coming back from Pegasopolis, she had felt new abilities, the flap being strong enough to make them both fall to the floor.

“You're supposed to bow to a princess, you know? Now what do you want?”

“Nothing from you two! We want to see if Rarity has anything along the line of magician's assistant outfits.” This caused the seated mares to start giggling, leaning close and whispering. “What's so funny?”

“Rarity didn't make 'em, it was Sweetie Belle.” The two earth ponies stared at the reply from Applebloom, shocked to find out the outfits were created by one they used to, and still occasionally did, bully. “So, ya best be nice if ya want some. Yer just gonna have to wait for her to come down, like we are.” The two mares moved over to the chairs opposite, refusing to meet the gaze of the farm filly and her friend, until... “Snips an' Snails, right?”

“How do you know that?”

“We got some ideas from them.” Spike appeared from one of the back rooms, carrying yet another package which he set down in front of Scootaloo with a wink. He went to return to Rarity's workshop, but stopped when his ear twitched, a sultry voice drifting down the stairs.

“I see you watchin me sway, I know I’ve caught your eye. One glance at my flank, and I know that you’ll die...” Sweetie Belle sauntered into view, an extremely short black dress showing off her long legs, which was accentuated by black high heeled sandals. Scootaloo and Applebloom grinned as she strode over to the entranced dragon, wrapping her arms around his neck and continuing with her song. “There’s no need to be coy, and I just want to say... I’ve been dreamin’ bout your plot, so let’s go roll in the hay...”

She turned around, sliding her ass up and down his front, reaching her arms over her head and running them over his chest. “Keep it coming, rock me steady. I see it in your eyes, I know that you’re ready.” She moved behind him, her arms reaching around his chest and running down to his stomach. “You might think I’m nice but I know you like me naughty. You’re the only one I want, in this whole damn party.” She spun him around, his arms automatically coming up and holding her around the hips. “Hold me tight, smack my flank, now kiss me deeper... deeper, deeper... Yeah!” (1)

He did just that, pulling the mare into a passionate kiss in front of a shocked Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, their faces clashing with the applause coming from every other ponies in the room, including Filthy Rich and Rarity, who came in when she heard her sister singing. The young couple pulled away and smiled, everypony gasping when there was a flash of light from just up her dress.

Sweetie Belle didn't care there were others in the store, lifting the hem up and showing her very skimpy panties to everypony. But the important thing to her was the cutie mark that she had just received. Ponies had told her that she had a wonderful singing voice, but she didn't believe them until now. Sitting upon her flank was a microphone overlaid on a pink kiss mark. “I... I've got my cutie mark!” Spike could only smirk at the look of glee on her face, her friends shooting up and joining in the embrace.

The elder unicorn walked over to the earth pony stallion with a happy smile on her face, motioning him over to her front desk. “Good evening, Mr Rich. What can I help you with tonight?”

“A request from my daughter, Miss Rarity. She and Silver Spoon have taken a... I don't know if 'jobs' is the right word, with the town magicians. They need 'assistants' outfits.”

“Ah, I see. Well, they will have to wait for us to start tomorrow, unfortunately. You see, it is Sweetie Belle's project, and she and Spike are going out tonight. It's his birthday tomorrow, but he has been summoned to Canterlot during the day.”

“I understand, thank you. Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon, time to leave.” The two earth ponies mares remained silent as they walked out of the front door, shock still on their faces, and Filthy Rich followed. The unicorn mare suddenly found herself the subject of a rib crushing hug as Sweetie Belle shot over to her, speaking a mile a minute just like Pinkie Pie, Rarity just nodding her head in agreement.

The younger unicorn happily skipped back over to Spike, whom Rarity now noticed was wearing a suit, slipping her arm through his and heading towards the door. Halberd picked up the majority of Scootaloo's bags, herself and Applebloom grabbing the rest. Rarity looked at the desk after the door closed, seeing a leaflet for a couples night at the local dance hall. She gave a gasp as she realised it was that night, quickly adding to it and then sending it via magic, hoping he was still in town.

She then ran up to her room, throwing open her large walk in closet doors and her dresses out of it, until she came across a short red one. She then threw that one as well, not wanting to show her sister up on the day she got her cutie mark. Her horn sparked and she grabbed the returned leaflet, smiling as she saw the yes box ticked, a message underneath.

He'd take about half an hour to walk through town, and the dance was due to start in two hours. That gave her plenty of time, and she just happened to come across a tasteful knee length red ball gown, which would go with his red dress uniform. She turned to the opposite wall and looked across the copious amount of shoes she owned. Which type to go with the dress... sandals? Normal heels? Flats? Rarity just closed her eyes and spun around, smiling as she found herself pointing at the normal ones.

She then chucked everything else back into the closet, selecting her underwear for the evening and then stepping into her shower. It wasn't long until she felt a stallion's hands run through her mane, and her smile grew wider as Blueblood began to help her wash her hair.

Scootaloo couldn't move in her room, boxes and bags being piled up everywhere. Fortunately for her, Firefly had set out a selection of clothes on her bed, knowing that she's more than likely be coming home with half of Carousel Boutique. She very nearly had. After a quick shower she entered her parents bedroom, looking at the items prepared.

After ten minutes of deliberation, she chose a white sleeveless blouse and a pair of black three quarter lengths. She slipped out her towel and into white underwear, not wanting it to show through her top, then her outer layers. She slipped her feet into her black pumps and then unwrapped the towel around her mane.

She grabbed her mother's brush and pulled it straight out, smiling as she saw that it had grown down past her shoulders. Next came her new favourite part; make up. Instead of using her own, she opened Firefly's make up box. She was slightly disappointed not to find any eyeliner, but she did find some blue eye shadow. Next was her usual mascara followed by violet lipstick.

Satisfied by her appearance she stood and made her way downstairs, seeing a smiling Starburst waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs, dressed in Royal Guard best. She stopped next to him, glancing sheepishly up until he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. “Scootaloo, I know I haven't been there for you... but I couldn't be more proud to have you as my daughter.”

“Thanks, dad. Now stop trying to make me cry, I don't wanna do my make up again.” Starburst stepped back with a chuckle, letting the young mare slip one of her arms through his, Firefly appearing on his other side in a simple white dress. The three of them stepped out of the house, heading towards the town dance hall.

Scootaloo giggled when she glanced over her shoulder, Arctic Halberd and Boreal Spear following a few feet behind. They were dressed in matching tuxedos, and the only way to tell them apart was the rose in their lapel. Or, in Halberd's case, the two roses. They were constantly shifting, trying to find a comfortable position throughout the ten minute walk.

The young pegasus mare looked around for her friends, blushing slightly as a well dress Pipsqueak approached offering his hand. With a quick kiss to Starburst's cheek she left with the young earth pony, who led her over to a large table where the others were waiting. Firefly tugged the pegasus stallion away, asking one of the passing members of staff where reserved their table was.

Spear turned to Halberd as he started chuckling, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie having planted themselves to his side and dragging him away. Spear glanced around, feeling out of place on his own. There was a tap on his shoulder which caused him to turn, mouth dropping open in shock.

Her mane had been tied up into a ponytail with a pink ribbon, and she had a pink, short sleeved, knee length dress on, with pink heeled sandals. She was staring down at the floor, her mane brushed forward and hiding her eyes. (2) Spear pulled her close with one arm, raising her muzzle with his other hand. She glanced at him briefly before averting her gaze with a blush, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around his neck as he pressed into a soft kiss.

Pulling away with a gasp, Dash looked over to the bar and tugged the smirking stallion over. She'd need a drink beforehand. The next group to enter were Applejack and Rarity, their partners both dressed in their best uniforms. The stallions gave each other a respective nod, ignoring the usual banter between the ERAF and Royal Guard, splitting to find their own tables. Twilight and Mac were the last to enter, the mare with a bright blush on her face. She pulled the stallion down by his ear and spoke with a growl. “I can't believe you made me do this! Do you know how hard it's going to be?”

“Well, ya coulda taken t' forfeit.”

“Oh no, there is no way I'm going to let you tie me up and fuck me amongst the apple trees! Anyway, we are here to watch Spike and Sweetie Belle, we won't be up there.” Mac just chuckled as they walked over to an empty table near the dance floor, having to hold back his laughs when the mare sat down, biting her lip to stave of the moans. He reached into his pocket and ensured that the wireless remote was there.

“Fillies and Gentlecolts...” Everypony in the audience turned to look at the large desk at one end of the room, two stallions and two mare sat behind it. There was another stallion stood out the front, a microphone held in front of him as he read off a small card. “Welcome to the tenth Ponyville Dance Competition. This event consists of varying styles of dance, which we all hope you have been practising. Now, the rules!”

A mare came out and stood next to him, Rarity smiling when she recognised the dress, with it being one of her best creations. “Rule number one; keep it clean. This is a family event, so nothing too dirty please. Rule number two; keep to the style of dance. Rule number three; just have fun! If you feel a hand on your shoulder at any point throughout the competition, you have been disqualified from that dance, please leave the dance floor carefully. So can we have all contestants to the centre of the room please?”

To the shock of the older mares watching, three of the couples were their sisters and their partners. Rarity couldn't help but giggle upon seeing a large one on Spike's back. She glanced around and noticed all of her friends were nearby, their gazes towards the centre. A small smirk came to her mouth when she noticed Arctic Halberd in one of the corner booths, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie pressed close against his side. Her gaze was drawn back to the dance floor as the band struck up the first notes of the first dance; the foxtrot.

Blueblood had to do his best to keep her from jumping when the judges unanimously agreed that couple number one had won the first dance, and soon the competitors were reset on the dance floor. The second one was a waltz, then quickstep, tango, and samba. To Rarity's slight dismay, but to Applejack's amazed cheering, Applebloom waved over to her sister with a blush as she and Rumble were announced as the winners of the latest dance.

So far it was a tie between Spike and Sweetie Belle, and Dinky and her partner, Button Mash. The rest of the couples, even with no chance of winning, still joined in with the last dance. Rarity noted the nervous look on her sister's face as the last dance was announced as a rumba. The music started and the ponies began moving in time, the judges and their assistants watching the two couples carefully.

Halfway through the song the judges had a whispered conversation, before one of the stallions shook his head and pointed with a hand. The elder unicorn watched in horror as one of the assistants began to bear down on Sweetie Belle and Spike... but then breathed a sigh of relief as he walked past them, placing a hand on the other unicorn mare's shoulder. After a whispered word, calming the mare who was on the verge of crying, she gave a nod and turned back to Button Mash, calming their dance down quite a bit.

Eventually the music died down, each couple stopping and applauding each other, falling silent as the two announcers stood in front of the judges desk once more. The stallion stepped forward with an envelope and raised his microphone up. “Fillies and gentlecolts, we thank you for such wonderful displays. And now for the results. In first place, which is no surprise with the amount they've been in here practising, couple number one; Miss Sweetie Belle and Mr Spike.”

Blueblood had to cover his ears and use a silencing spell to negate the high pitched babbling coming from the excited mare next to him. A hand placed on her shoulder got her to sit back down, and she turned around, pressing into a passionate kiss, which the stallion returned, just to keep her quiet. The announcing mare stepped forward, looking over the stallion's shoulder at the results. “Although disqualified during the last dance, they still did well tonight. In second place; Miss Dinky, and her partner, Mr Mash.”

“THAT'S MY MUFFIN! MOMMA'S PROUD OF YOU!” The dance hall erupted with laughter from a pegasus mare's shout, whilst a sheepishly grinning earth pony stallion stood next to her. The young unicorn mare buried her head in her partner's shoulder in embarrassment as they went and stood next to the winning couple.

“And in third place... a late entry. They were lucky to get this space this morning when they came by, and we were quite shocked when this mare turned up. Fillies and gentlecolts, our third place couple; Miss Rainbow Dash and her partner, Mr Boreal Spear.” The was a hushed whisper of surprise as her friends then noticed the couple on the dance floor, wondering how they had missed a pony the size of Spear out there. They then burst into cheering, the rest of the room following as all three winning couples received their trophies. “Thank you everypony, and we hope to see you again next year.”

Most of the dance couples made their way over to the bar for a much needed drink, with the exception of Pipsqueak and Scootaloo, who made their quick escape, Sweetie Belle and Applebloom giggling when they noticed to look on the pegasus mare's face.

Pipsqueak had barely closed his front door when he was spun around and pressed against the wall, Scootaloo pulling his muzzle down and forcing her tongue down his throat. He tried to work out why she was being so forceful, but realised she hadn't had any since the previous morning. She stepped back, her hands falling to his pants and beginning to undo them as she guided him into the lounge, stopping at one of the couches. She sat down in it and slid her pants down her legs, rubbing her white panties with a hand and licking her lips.

Pip leant down over her and let his hand take over, her arms coming up and pulling his head down and into another passionate kiss. She then pushed him away, turning around and leaning against the crest rail. She rolled her panties down to her knees, staring over her shoulder at the earth pony and fluttering her eyelashes at him.

He gave a chuckle as he slipped his pants and boxers down to his ankles, stepping forward and letting his erect cock slid into her waiting hole, making the mare gasp in pleasure. He bent down over her and kissed the back of her neck as he slipped back and forth slowly. Scootaloo bit her lips as she moaned, sliding a hand back and wrapping it around the back of his and pulling his muzzle down to hers as she turned her head, moaning into his mouth as their lips met.

His thrusting got faster, causing her to pull away with heavy breaths and lean against the backrest, her body bouncing around as his dick pounded at her cunt. The stallion froze and stood straight as the front door started to open, still buried inside the mare. He slowly turned his head towards the door frame into lounge when he heard a gasp, seeing his smirking mother looking at him. She winked at him and then walked away, and he caught her voice before the door closed once more. “Let's give them ten minutes, Jack.”

“Ten? Knowing that colt, they'll need longer. Come on, Berry's is still open.” There was a click as the latch snapped into place, and something whipped into the side of Pip's muzzle. He looked in front of him to see Scootaloo glaring up at him.

“Did I say you could stop? No, now get back to it!” Her tail came up and whipped across his muzzle again, and he forgot the embarrassment from being caught, starting with really powerful and strong thrusts, Scootaloo moaning loudly and her wings unfurling. He grinned as he started to run his hands through the feathers, the mare biting on the back cushion of the couch as she began to scream with pleasure. He stopped with them at the base, knowing that one squeeze would be all it took... but he instead just left them there whilst her kept thrusting.

Scootaloo was now hanging over the back of the couch, her arms folded over the crest rail for stability. She knew where his hands were, her moans of pleasure mixed with groans of annoyance as she felt him hilting himself deep inside her. She threw her head back as the hard pounding made her reach her orgasm in the normal way. Her head dropped as she whimpered, Pip still letting his rigid shaft attack her dripping vag.

Her ear twitched as she heard him begin grunting, his thrusts more powerful but slower, and his fingers shifting through her primaries once more. This caused her moans to come back full force, instantly getting her back up to her high point. He gave a few very strong thrusts and gripped the base of her wings, buried as far as possible. Scootaloo threw her head back with a scream once more as she hit another orgasm, whilst Pip groaned as his tip flared, coating the mare's insides with his warm seed.

She leant back on her knees, tilting her head back and pulling his down, pressing into a breathless kiss as their combined fluids dripped past their thighs and onto the couch. Pip slipped out of her hole, stepping out of his boxers and pants, offering the mare his hand. Scootaloo took it with a giggle, following him up to the bathroom, both of them ignoring the large wet patch on the white couch.

Author's Notes:

(1) Big thanks to Wintergreen Diaries (Formerly known as Cerulean1313) for allowing the use of his song in this story. For those of you wishing to know, it comes from Song Of Whispers. That is the 5th story in the series, and he is currently revamping the series. If you want to start, the canon beginning is now In Swept A Blizzard.

(2) You see, she's not a complete tomcolt!!

And third place! More to the mare then meets the eye, right?

Now, as I've been saving a certain pic for today, I'm going to do my best to get another chapter out today. It's 1130 here, so got a few hours yet.