“Here I am, all alone, sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee,” Fluttershy announced to the empty room around her. “I sure hope nobody comes along and seduces me, because I’m very attached to my penis, and don’t want it taken away from me under any circumstances.”

Silence. Fluttershy looked around, saw no one, and frowned.

“Seriously, I absolutely don’t want to have sex with anyone, and if someone decided they wanted to have sex with me, I would do everything in my power to stop them..”

Silence.

“Umm… I’d run away. Or fly away. Or maybe scream! And I’d struggle, a whole lot!”

Silence.

Fluttershy groaned as she sank back in her chair, awkwardly fondling at her penis, trying to get it into a comfortable position. It was still as rock hard as it had ever been.

“What do I have to do to get Pinkie to fuck me?” Fluttershy muttered.

“Try being just a leetle less obvious,” Pinkie’s voice sounded from behind her. Fluttershy immediately whirled around to look at the source of the sound, flaring her wings and raising her arms defensively.

“Pinkie! You’re not going to have sex with me!”

Pinkie nodded. “That’s right.”

Fluttershy deflated visibly. “Are you sure? Not even a little?”

Pinkie shook her head. “Not right now.”

Fluttershy squeaked in frustration. “What am I doing wrong?”

“Oh, Fluttershy. Poor, poor Fluttershy,” Pinkie tutted. “I want to have sex with you. I really do, honestly. It’s just not time yet.”

Fluttershy’s eye twitched. “What does that even mean?”

Pinkie shrugged. “I dunno. Anyway, I’m gonna go bang AJ now, I’ll see you in a bit!”

Pinkie vanished into the darkness.

Fluttershy let her forehead hit the kitchen table with a resounding thwack!

Applejack yawned as she felt the cool night breeze play through her hair. She had her hat pulled down over her eyes as she leaned back in the chair Twilight kept out on the balcony, happy to enjoy the peace and calm of the twilight.

The door creaked open and Applejack pushed the brim of her hat up enough to see a pair of pink legs walking out onto the balcony. “Howdy, Pinks,” she said.

“Hey, AJ,” Pinkie said. “Whatcha doin’?”

Applejack stifled another yawn as she sat up in her chair, pushing her hat back to its normal spot on her head. “Just enjoyin’ the evening.”

“That’s cool,” Pinkie said, and Applejack noticed she appeared to be licking a large… purple… popsicle?

“Uh… What’s that?” Applejack asked.

“I said ‘That’s cool,’” Pinkie repeated.

“No, what’s that in yer hand?”

“Oh, this?” Pinkie asked, holding it out towards Applejack. “It’s Twi’s penis. Wanna lick?”

Applejack coughed, reeling backwards into the chair. “What!? No!”

“Are you suuuuure?” Pinkie asked with a wink. “It’s grape flavored.”

“No!” Applejack shouted.

Pinkie frowned. “Why not? You don’t like grape?”

Applejack shook her head fervently. “That’s not why!”

Pinkie pulled a white cylinder out of her waistband which she held towards Applejack as well. “Do you like coconut? Rarity’s is coconut.”

Applejack wretched. “I don’t care what flavor they are, I don’t wanna lick my friend’s disembodied penis!”

Pinkie shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

Applejack sighed as she massaged her temples. “I hope this isn’t your plan. Ain’t exactly a turn on.”

“Oh, no, of course not,” Pinkie giggled. “This is my plan.” Pinkie went back to licking the purple penis while pressing the tip of the white one against her nipple, rubbing it in small circles.

Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Uh… Okay? I guess that’s kinda hot, but–”

Applejack was interrupted by Twilight and Rarity appearing at the door, both completely naked, eyes half-lidded and cheeks blushing furiously. They slowly walked onto the balcony, sharp squeaks and moans interrupting heavy panting.

Applejack shot to her feet. “What the fu–”

“Restrain her, girls,” Pinkie said.

Before Applejack could react Twilight and Rarity bolted forward, grabbing Applejack’s arms and pulling them behind her back. Applejack tried to pull away, but they’d caught her off guard and now leverage was on their side. They forced her down into the chair as Pinkie slowly walked forward, grinning widely.

“The fuck is this, Pinkie!? What’d you do, steal their souls?”

Pinkie’s grin disappeared as she shook her head. “No no no, nothing like that. I’m just mind controlling them.”

“What!? How!?”

“By doing sex-stuff to their penises, duh,” Pinkie explained.

Applejack prided herself on being cool under pressure, but she could feel her breath getting away from her regardless. “Twi, Rares, ya don’t have to do this! Fight it!”

Pinkie giggled as she gave Twilight’s penis another long, slow lick, and Twilight visibly shook at its conclusion.

“Sorry Applejack,” Twilight said softly between pants, “It just... feels so good…”

“This is some next level fucked up shit, Pinkie!” Applejack growled.

Pinkie rolled her eyes. “I’m not hurting them, AJ. They’re enjoying it.”

“Yes,” Rarity moaned, “I’ve never felt anything so – ah~! – amazing.”

“How do I know yer not makin’ ‘er say that with yer freaky gypsy magic?” Applejack narrowed her eyes.

Pinkie frowned and held the penises away from her body. Immediately Twilight and Rarity snapped out of it.

“AJ, why’d you make her stop?” Twilight whined.

“Really, Applejack, must you ruin everything fun?” Rarity asked with a glare.

Applejack gaped. “Are ya kidding me? Yer’re actually okay with this?”

“Uh, yeah?” Twilight said. “It’s really hot.”

“Indeed,” Rarity nodded, “you really must experience it. When we’re done here, I mean.”

Pinkie smirked. “Okay? Your conscience satisfied now?”

Applejack nodded slowly. This night just kept getting stranger.

Pinkie giggled and held the two penis in front of her face, licking along their length with half her tongue on each. Twilight and Rarity shuddered as the empty look returned to their eyes, and Applejack cursed the stars as she felt her penis stiffening between her legs, pressing against her thigh. She opened and closed her legs a few times, marvelling at how just that little bit of pressure sent entire shocks of pleasure all the way up her spine.

“So let’s see what we’ve got here, hmm?” Pinkie said as she kneeled in front of Applejack and pushed her legs open. Applejack tried to stop her, but leverage seemed to be among her enemies tonight. Pinkie giggled as she ran a finger around the outline of Applejack’s package, the denim doing little to spare the apple farmer from the menace of her touch. “Oh my, AJ, you look like you’re about to explode! Let me help you with that!”

“No,” Applejack snarled through her gritted teeth.

“Of course,” Pinkie mused, “I can’t neglect Twi and Rarity…”

Applejack took in a sharp breath as Pinkie kissed the head of her penis through her shorts. She could only imagine how good that would feel if she wasn’t separated by the fabric… As Applejack tried desperately not to follow that train of thought, Pinkie brougt Twilight’s and Rarity’s penises down to below her skirt. A moment later Applejack saw her lift her panties off and drop them off to the side. Pinkie squeaked as she moved her hands below her skirt and Applejack could feel her cheeks burning with heat. Was she…?

Twilight let out a massive yelp, clutching tighter to Applejack’s arm. A moment later Rarity did the same, and Pinkie brought both hands back into view, no longer holding either of their penises.

“There we go,” Pinkie said with some mild grunting, “I think that’ll work for them.”

Applejack could feel her eyes widening by the second, her cheeks burning hotter as her member stiffened further.

“Now then, about you…” In one fluid motion Pinkie undid the button on Applejack’s shorts and slid them right off her legs. Her penis ached as it pressed against the inside of her panties, stretching them to the limit. “Looks like somebody’s horny~,” Pinkie sang.

“Yer’re cheatin’,” Applejack panted.

Pinkie leaned foward and licked at the fabric, her tongue drawing circles around the head. Applejack bucked her hips and rocked the chair back, and immediately Twilight and Rarity twisted her arms behind her back, the sharp pain ending her struggle immediately.

“Twi, Rarity, the prisoner is misbehaving,” Pinkie said with a pout before wiggling her bottom against the floor. “Pacify her.”

Applejack gasped as Rarity placed one hand beneath her chin and turned her face to capture her lips in a kiss, the white unicorn’s tongue immediately sliding in and raking the top of her mouth. At the same time she could feel Twilight pulling her shirt up until her breasts were revealed, and the cool presence of Twilight’s tongue circling her nipple, immediately causing it to stand on end. Applejack bit back a moan as she felt her arms being captured in two separate magic fields, and though her vision was obscured by Rarity’s luxurious purple mane, she knew the feel of her friend’s tits well enough to know it when her hands pressed up against them.

“That’s better,” Pinkie mused, but Applejack barely heard her through the complete overload of her senses going on. She stopped struggling as Pinkie pulled her panties off. “Now that you’re behaving, I’ve got a special reward for you.”

Applejack took a deep breath of Rarity’s scent as she melted into the myriad contact assaulting her body. Just as her lungs reached capacity she felt the most unbelievable feeling she’d ever known; Softness, pure, yielding softness, completely surrounding her penis, dragging up and down across its skin in slow, stroking motions. Applejack’s spine rattled as she realized Pinkie was titfucking her.

“Do you like that, AJ~?” Pinkie’s voice lilted.

Applejack moaned and nodded in reply.

“I’m glad,” Pinkie giggled, and slowly lowered her mouth towards the head, her breath playing across its tip, sending fresh shivers through Applejack’s mind.

She couldn’t speak with Rarity’s tongue in her mouth, and her hands might as well have been glued to her friends boobs; Her legs had never felt this much like dead weight in all her life, not even after day-long marathons of applebucking. Her entire mind was consumed in an inescapable barrage of tit.

Slowly, Pinkie increased the pace of her pumping. Applejack began to rock her hips in time with Pinkie’s motions, unable to do anything else. Twilight was massaging her breasts now, alternating her tongue and lips back and forth between Applejack’s nipples with maddening celerity; Rarity’s fingers stroked along the sides of her rib cage, tracing her curves with the lightest touch imaginable; And all the while, Pinkie kept on pumping, the irresistable power of her breasts eliminating all imaginable resistance. Twilight’s and Rarity’s moans echoed her own, growing louder and louder with each passing second.

Pinkie’s lips finally closed around the head of her penis and Applejack bucked her hips as hard as she could. Pinkie’s tits compressed around the base as her shaft shot into her mouth, and immediately Applejack could feel the magic energy firing out of her body, every pleasure she was already experiencing amplifying itself ten-thousand-fold. Applejack let out a high pitched whinny as the magic concluded its sticky barrage, her body collapsing back into the chair and almost immediately to the floor as her friends fell on top of her in a sweaty, naked heap.

Pop!

Applejack panted heavily. That could well have been the most amazing experience in her life.

Pinkie giggled as she rolled off of Applejack, pulling her penis out from between her breasts and licking the remaining white goo off the top. “Weird.”

Applejack summoned just enough energy to lift her head until she could make eye contact. “Pardon?” She asked breathlessly.

“I expected yours to taste like apples, but it tastes like oranges! I guess it’s ‘cause you’re orange.”

Applejack let her head hit the floor.

Pinkie disappeared back into Twilight’s bedroom, leaving Applejack, Rarity, and Twilight in a still panting pile on the balcony.

“Well, then,” Twilight said, slowly standing and offering her hands to help the other two up, “Umm… Sorry, Applejack. There seems to be some magical properties to the penises, where you can still fee–”

“Don’t explain it,” Applejack panted. “I don’t wanna know.”

Twilight shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

“You two aren’t worried about the idea of Pinks having magical mind-controlling dildos? Shouldn’t we like, destroy ‘em after this ‘er somethin’?”

“Destroy them?” Rarity chimed in, arching an eyebrow. “Did you not feel that? Destroying such a thing would be criminal!”

“We can cross that bridge when we come to it,” Twilight said as she finished helping the other two to their feet. “For now, I could use some coffee.”

“Yeah… I guess that sounds good,” Applejack agreed.

“Quite,” Rarity nodded.

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