“Oh, this time I’m gonna getcha!” Babs pressed on the controller, sticking her tongue out as she was deeply focused on pushing the commands hard enough to break the joystick. Every gamer ever knows, intellectually, that pushing too hard doesn’t help their play...but dammit if it doesn’t feel like it works!

“Oh, we will see…” Button got up and left his tongue hanging at the side of his mouth, while his character launched Babs’ warrior in the air, landing a brutal ten hit combo and finishing him off with a sphere of fire, that filled the whole screen with a yellow golden explosion.

ASTRAL FINISH!!!

“Yessss!!!” Button jumped on place and shook his fists in victory.

“Really? You won’t let a girl win?” Babs said trying to recollect her jaw from off the floor. That combo was brutal...

“That girl had been kicking my ass the whole day! Let me savour a little victory!” He flashed an awkward grin. “Please?”

“Oh, alright.” Babs chuckled and patted Button’s orange bangs. “You deserve it. But only because I botched that special canceling.”

“Yeah, just cause of that…”

“Anypony’s thirsty?” Sweetie Belle said, holding a tray of orange juice.

“Oh, thank you. You are the best, Sweetie.” Button said grabbing a glass and planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

“I’m so glad that my friend/fling and my fling/friend became friends themselves!” The unicorn chirped and quickly hugged the two ponies with both arms, nearly butting their heads together like a couple of eggs.

“I’m just a fling?” Button said dripping fake indignation, holding a dramatic hand over his chest.

“You know what I’m saying, you drama queen!” Sweetie planted a quick kiss on his forehead, drawing a giggle out of him. “Have another go you guys, I’m challenging the winner.” The two picked up their controllers and selected their new characters. Sweetie Belle went back to the kitchen to get some sweets for the two.

“I think I’ll let you win this time.” Button whispered to Babs. “She’s going to destroy me!”

“She’s that good?” The match started and Babs threw some fireballs around, keeping away Button’s ridiculously well endowed character. He matched every blow, deflecting a fireball or two back at Babs.

“I told you about Pony Souls.” They both shuddered, clutching their controllers harder than before, a drop of sweat crossing their brows in perfect unison. She tried to land a combo but was thrown off by a forcefield pushing her away. “That’s just...Not normal! I still think that beating it so quick is nothing but sourcery.”

“Ya know, Button…” Babs shrugged and scratched the back of her neck. “You’re a pretty fun guy.”

“Huh...Thanks?” Buttons looked legitimately confused, like he was completely unaccustomed to receiving praise.

“No grudges, right?” She offered her hand for the colt to shake. “I mean, the thing between Sweetie and I…I hope that it won’t turn anything sour.”

“What? Naaww!” He grabbed her hand without hesitation and shook it vigorously. “You are, like, her best friend and it was just a one time thing...” He blinked. “Right?”

“Heh, right.” At least Babs hoped so.

“I’m not jealous of you. Hay, you could totally be giving me some advice!”

“Advice on what—Oohhoooo…” Babs blushed furiously while Button abandoned himself to a wild, shameless chortle. “Yeah…” She pouted, finally landing a combo that slammed Button’s character halfway across the screen. “Bet you won’t laugh when she brings out the chains.” She muttered.

“The what?”

“Nothing…Boy, things happen fast around here by the way.”

“You mean about us? Sweetie and I?”

“Yup. Last time I checked you were scared of her shadow.”

“What can I say?” He smirked. “It was the right time and the right place. Like, everything got into place for Sweetie coming over to my place and me being here. Like, some kind of cheat code that drops everything you need from the sky. Know what I mean?”

“Yup. Like a tank.”

Button shot a bewildered look. “I was thinking about just some ammo but, yeah. You know what I’m saying.”

With some regret, Babs thought back on that storm and just like in a game, what she needed came from the sky…”Scoots…” She whispered that name, hanging her head to hide a gentle smile. It was such a nice, sweet moment...when she woke up it was indistinguishable from a dream and twice as pleasant. “You really know what you want from life…”

ASTRAL FINISH!!!

“Whoah, I said I would let you win but that was brutal!” Babs blinked and noticed that in the time she was lost in her thoughts, she had utterly creamed poor Button. With a move she had never tried even!

“I’m...I’m sorry?”

“Oh, my turn!” Sweetie Belle come closer and shoved a pastry up Button’s mouth while pushing him away and snatching his controller.

***

“Oh yes...Fffuck yes!” Ruby Pinch yelled while feeling the turgid length shoved up her bottom. She felt utterly filled up and overwhelmed by that weird feeling. Her lover’s rod quaked and shook, while she slapped her crotch on her bottom with reckless abandon. Dinky Hooves grunted like an animal as she mounted Ruby, her hands firmly squeezing her lover’s cutie marks.

“Yeah, take it! Take it all!” DInky Hooves screamed, pushing further her virility in her friend’s bottom. She grunted and came in her butt, releasing half a gallon of warm seed inside the violet mare. Ruby collapsed on the bed with her bottom still up in the air, oozing out cum as her face rubbed back and forth on the sheet, her body quaking with delight.

“W-Whoa…” Ruby sunk her head on the pillow, like in a daze. “That was spectacular…”

“As usual.” Dinky chuckled. She stood on the bed proudly, sucking some breath in and putting her arms over her sides, admiring her dick imbibed with her own pale juices. She wiped some cold of sweat off of her brow as she felt her cock twitching, begging for more. “So, are you 100% positive on what Diamond Tiara said?”

“Yup.” Ruby said, hugging her hard pillow. “Still can’t believe how nice she got. Well, for her standards anyway.”

“Are you totally sure of what they said?”

“Yup. Her name is Babs Seed and she’s got the...” Ruby stopped talking like she had forgotten how to speak and idly pointed at Dinky’s hanging virility. “Yeah, that one…”

“Babs Seed, uh? We will see who is the best of Equestria, then!”

“You know, I’d really liked if you took our relationship seriously.”

“Don’t be a buzzkill!”

“Now, you just need to open your mouth…” Scootaloo complied and closed her eyes, breathing heavily from both nose and mouth as Twilight stuck a small leaf just above her tongue. “Now chew it slowly but don’t swallow.

“Crap, if it’s bitter.” Scootaloo chewed some more, enduring that awful taste. “What happens if I swallow it?”

“Hours and hours of diarrhea!” Rainbow Dash chuckled from the other side, dangling her forelegs off the balcony while sitting on the railing. She blinked and shrugged when she noticed Twilight raising her eyebrow and flashing a smarmy grin. “Or so I would assume…”

“Yeah…” Twilight rolled her eyes. “Assume…” She leaned closer towards Scootaloo. “Like it’s the first time she does the opposite I say on purpose.” She whispered to the young pegasus. The two shared a quiet laugh11.

“Thanks, Twilight!” Scootaloo said. “You won't believe how much it was killing me.”

“Oh, I can! We are both mares, right?” Twilight chuckled and playfully ruffled her mane.

“Poor squirt!” Rainbow said. “She was so much in pain I was about to rush right to the Crystal Empire and drag you back home to help her.”

“Well, I could resist a couple days more, couldn’t I?” Scootaloo threw a look at Twilight who nodded happily. “It’s not like I did something crazy all the while.”

Not for the lack of trying. But then again...I gotta talk to Babs, at least. See if she feels better. Scootaloo thought.

“Yes, but you still needed help.” Rainbow gave a pat on Scootaloo’s head of her own, ruining what little order her purple bangs had left. “Anyways, always listen to Twilight on these matters. The smart stuff. Leave the cool stuff to me, right?”

“Even better, why not letting her decide on her own?” Twilight asked.

“Uh. That is even better. But seriously though: you can always use a second opinion on something. Or somepony.” Rainbow winked as unsubtle as possible.

“You mean about that…?” Scootaloo described two ample circles with her arms in front of her chest.

“Seriously, that’s your way of talking about you know who? Anyway, only if you want. ‘Sides, talking with Twilight won’t hurt, right?”

“I...suppose so.” Scootaloo really meant that. Although, she would have preferred if Rainbow had found a less roundabout way of suggesting that to their friend.

“Talking? About what?” Twilight said.

Rainbow took a glance at the clock behind the two. “Crap, I gotta go. I promised Pinkie I would take her out. She really wanted to see that movie Sweetie Belle told her about it.”

Scootaloo raised an eyebrow. “The frigging Expendacolts?”

Rainbow shrugged. “She’s curious. What can I say?”

“Aaww, I hoped we could have some girl talk!” Twilight was even already clutching a pillow between her arms for an impromptu sleepover.

“Scoots is here, right?” Rainbow Dash winked again and climbed on the railing, before giving a pat on Scootaloo's shoulder. “You can join us later if you want. Bye!” Before she could answer Rainbow took off and disappeared in a polychromatic trail in the sky. She left fast enough to cause a sonic boom on the balcony, that messed up both Twilight and Scootaloo’s manes and raising a whole maelstrom of loose papers.

Scootaloo sighed. “I really wish she didn’t do that…”

“What? Taking off so rudely? Yeah…” Twilight lit her horn and stopped, one by one, the papers from floating out from the balcony, enveloping into a glowing, magical net. “But that’s Rainbow for you.” Twilight recollected her formulae and notes into a neat block before noticing Scootaloo sadly looking into the horizon. “So... “ Twilight sidestepped towards Scoots, her hands crossed behind her back. “The herb that I just gave you also has a contraceptive action. Just letting you know...”

“A...what now?” Scootaloo had to admit that was the strangest start of a conversation ever.

“Even if you have sex, the chances of getting pregnant are minimum, negligible even.”

“They...what?!” Scoots’ pupils widened in surprise. After whole days of not having to endure them, the sexy thought returned with a vengeance. “They...They…” Thoughts, memories, tactile sensations hit her body like a tidal wave. No fear of unwanted pregnancies, no fear of leaving Dash feeling like an inadequate big sister, just desire and fulfillment...

“Yeah, Rainbow had the same reaction. She doesn’t ask for them anymore since she got together with Pinkie but next heat...Oooh boy. She’s going to need it, probably the both of them.” Twilight looked at her younger friend, hugging her sides and trembling, wings fluttering in a haze.

“Can we have that girl talk now?”

“Uh, sure.” Twilight placed a hand on her forehead to check her temperature. “Do you feel well or is it just the heat? Would you like for me to call Nurse Redheart?!”

“No, no! Celestia, no! I was just surprised at that and…” Scootaloo sighed, chewing some more the bitter leaves. “I can’t lie to you, Twilight. It was exactly what I wanted to hear.” Her cheeks were basically on fire. She turned away so as to not let her friend see her face as she rested her arms on the railing outside.

“Why is that? Is there somepony?”

“Yeah…” She rested the leaf, at that point chewed into a gooey paste, in the inside of her cheek.

“You don’t look happy, though.” Twilight leaned closer, placing a friendly hand on her shoulder. Scoots wouldn’t and couldn’t turn it away. “This should make you happy, right?”

“Basically, I’m in love with my friend and I think my best friend is also in love with her.” Scootaloo hung her head and hid it between her arms. She could feel Twilight’s grip around her shoulders becoming stronger. “This would make anypony a little blue.” She left out a weak, defeated chuckle.

Twilight didn’t show the slightest change in her expression and clasped her fingers, resting her elbows on the railing. “Who is it?” She asked.

“It’s...It’s Babs…You know? Applebloom’s cousin?.”

“I do know her.” Twilight patted her shoulder. “Go on.”

“I...I don’t even know how serious it is between them. I’m not even sure if what I feel is something serious or just my crazy heat that goes over my head, but I feel...something for her. Something that it’s driving me mad, not because of what it is, but because it involves my friends! Rainbow told me to be open about it, to buck up and tell them and, while I think I should do it…” Scootaloo sighed angrily and started massaging the sides of her head.

“You don’t know what will happen.”

“Yeah. I don’t know…” Scootaloo turned and leaned her back against the railing. She lifted her gaze to the sky and noticed there was not even a cloud above her, just an endless blue in which to lose oneself. “Do you think it’s selfish?”

“What is it?”

“The thing another pony makes you feel. When I’m with her, with Babs I just feel happy. I feel like I can succeed anywhere and everywhere, just by looking at her smile. I feel at peace and...I don’t know, I don’t think it’s right treating a pony like a lucky charm, some kind of blanket you can hug when you want to feel better.” Scootaloo blinked. “Oh, goddess, now I was thinking on how good it is to hug her and how warm she is…”

“In an ideal world, this feeling goes both ways.”

“So, that’s just what love is?” Scootaloo pulled herself up with her arms and sat on the railing. “Mutual self gratification? Nothing else?”

“Sometimes it’s enough. Sometimes it’s just the start of something wonderful. You look at a pony you like and you discover that she likes you the same way, you spend time together, you learn things and she learns from you…You reach for each other and you become far more than you were before. What’s the problem in that?”

“There...There isn’t...Maybe I should talk with her...Just talk.”

“Just one question, though, now that you mention it: Does Babs know how you feel for her?”

“We had a moment…”

“Huh?”

“She passed by my shop the other day. I was this close…” Scootaloo held a sad smile and showed her thumb and index finger so close that only a millimeter of air separated them. “...On telling her how I felt. We almost kissed, like really kissed...and before that we did basically everything else.”

“You...what?!” Twilight blushed. “You and her did...When?”

“Basically the day she arrived at Ponyville. Like, a hour or so after she arrived in Ponyville.”

“Oh.”

“That’s it? Just oh?”

“That...That complicates things. It complicates everything...or maybe not?” Twilight seriously started to ponder on that, holding her chin between thumb and index finger. She let out a girlish snicker and her cheeks were tinged with the brightest red. “You are, uh, pretty forward about this, that’s for sure.”

“Y-Yeah…” Scootaloo chuckled. “I’m not doing it for the bragging…” She blinked. “Ok, at first I totally was but now…”

“I don’t think you should be that blunt when dealing with this. True, your feelings are important and if you feel you have something with her, keeping it bottled up is simply unhealthy. For you and everypony involved. Deal with Applebloom first. ”

“Heh.”

“What’s so funny?”

“Rainbow told me the same thing. She said to just come out and tell them.”

“Maybe not be that blunt. You shouldn’t shout it over the rooftops, but instead try to be civil. Also, you should probably include the most important pony in this discussion.”

“Who is it? Babs?”

Twilight nodded. “And before you ask, no: Don’t force her to choose. Let your hearts decide and think of the friendships you have forged and everything will turn out just fine.”

“Are you sure will this work?”

“I have always lived by that creed and look at me.”

Without warning Scootaloo lunged forward and hugged her teacher and friend, deeply and for what felt like hours. Twilight held a soft smile and started stroking her mane gently. Some melancholy made its way in her heart: Little Scootaloo wasn’t so little anymore. She had given all the advice she could to the filly. In her embrace there was now a mare and she would’ve been at her side. Always.

“Dashie?” Pinkie Pie glanced at the ever growing line of ponies entering the movie theatre. Couples laughing and embracing, preparing themselves to spend two hours with each other and a dumb movie in order to have some laughs together. Absolutely normal. Except she and her date weren’t in that line. The two were just outside, waiting for a pony that really was starting to worry the two. Pinkie took a step sideways towards Rainbow, hands crossed between her back, and leaned her poofy head on her shoulder.

“Yeah?” Rainbow was standing there, blinking as little as possible and searching the crowd with relentless care. Her wing moved on her own, pulling Pinkie closer.

“You did tell Scoots to join us when she felt like it, right?”

“Yeah.” Rainbow craned her neck and stood on her hooves. Her wings started to beat with rage when she thought she saw her surrogate little sister...only to have just seen a colt with the same mane colour and of about the same height.

“Maybe she’s just late?”

“Three hours late?!” Rainbow pointed dramatically at the clock tower, the moment it stroke six. “Scoots isn’t perfect, alright, but...Three hours?”

“Should we be worried?!”

“Yeah!” Pinkie Pie climbed on top of her fillyfriend and sat on her back, clutching her hindlegs strongly around her waist.

“To the rescue!” She shouted as poor Rainbow’s ankles felt weak as jelly. “Let’s go look for her!”

“Did you put on some weight?” Dash wheezed out as she nearly slumped on the ground, her wings working to the bone to carry both of their quite considerable weight.

“Yes! But now it’s not important! Let’s go the castle! Maybe she’s still at Twilight's!”

“Good idea! Let’s go there!” Rainbow Dash took off and even though she was holding the weight of two ponies, her wings moved fast and steady, moving at the speed her friend deserved.

“No, she’s not here! She’s left about an hour after you, Rainbow!” Twilight shouted from her balcony, wearing a bathrobe and still holding curlers in her mane. Pinkie stifled a little laugh at seeing her dignified friend in such casual attire, but the thought of Scootaloo possibly being in danger killed any mirth.

“Then make a spell! Track her!” The pink mare pony shouted, flailing her arms around and messing with the precarious equilibrium Rainbow was trying to keep with her weight on her shoulders. “Use a photo or a vial of blood or whatever crazy spell you need!”

Twilight blinked.”I don’t use those methods!” She nearly roared as she tried to adjust her towel to not let her graces slip out of it.

“What did she tell you, Twi? Last time you saw her, I mean.” Rainbow said, trying not to glance at Twilight’s barely contained graces.

“Sweet Apple Acres! She wanted to, huh, talk to her friends there. Maybe that’s where she is!”

“Could be! Let’s fly!” Pinkie kicked Dash in the ribs with both hooves, spurring her to move and making the pegasus wince of pain.

“I’ll just say it once, Pinks: Don’t kick your fillyfriend. It’s rude.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“What do you mean disappeared?” Sweetie Belle literally shrieked and started shaking Diamond Tiara by her blouse, raising her hooves a few good inches from the ground. “How could she disappear?!”

“I haven’t said that!” Diamond Tiara said, resembling more and more of a ragdoll as the shaking increased. “ I didn’t even seen her! Why would Applejack send you lot here?!”

“We really didn’t!” SIlver Spoon said, separating her fillyfriend and the crazed unicorn. “Why do you think she would be here?”

“Because if she’s not at the farm, not with me or Sweetie Belle, or even Rainbow Dash, where could she be?!” Applebloom, without losing a beat, started shaking Silver Spoon like a sack full of pennies. She collapsed on the ground, her eyes spinning as if she were following happy colorful bird singing in circle around her head.

“Youse girls sure ya haven’t got anything?”

“I told you, Babs.” Tiara pinched the bridge of her nose, letting out a frustrated sigh. “Where was she was going the last time you heard from her?”

“To...me.” Babs hugged her shoulders. The thoughts of that previous night wouldn’t and couldn’t leave her mind. “She wanted to see me. I think so, at least. Twilight said she wanted to go to the farm.”

“She could have wanted to see anyone of us!” Applebloom

“Maybe...Maybe I think I have a lead…Maybe Babs is right.” Silver Soon said, letting a short, nervous chuckle. “I mean it’s probably nothing but if you think it may help you I—”

“Speak!” Sweetie Belle screamed, raising every hair in Silver Spoon’s mane.

“Dinky Hooves!” Silver practically screamed as she adjusted her braid.

“Who?”

“Oh...Her…” Sweetie Belle facepalmed hard at the mention of that name. “It does kinda make sense, and yet it kind of doesn’t. Why her of all ponies?”

“Whoever she is, where exactly does she fit?” Bab s asked.

Spoon crossed her hands behind her back, letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Spoon…” Babs rolled her eyes and placed a friendly hand on Silver’s shoulder. At least that was how Babs meant it: the grey mare winced at the mere contact.

“Please, don’t punch me in the face.”

“Oh, is this becoming a thing? What did you tell her?”

“About your...uh…” Quicker than thought, Spoon pointed at Babs’ crotch and pulled her finger behind her back like a foal that hides their hand after throwing a stone.

“Oh, Spoon…” Babs threw a puzzled glance. “I’m not angry, just kind of disappointed. But what’s this got to do with Scootaloo?”

“Actually…” She searched from her pockets. “She scribbled this when I met her at the club and it fell from her pocket and I, uh...Was kinda worried.” Spoon produced a napkin from a nightclub, upon which was crudely drawn, a mare with big boobs and a huge...organ, something that barely resembled Scootaloo flying around, a doodle with a bow possibly resembling Applebloom and Sweetie Belle on a stage. Near it was written: “One of them? Let’s see who’s the best! I’ll show her! She will definitely come!”

“The hay does this mean?” Applebloom scratching her head.

“It’s incredible how she fit all of that on a napkin.” Diamond Tiara said poking her head among the three friends, examining the terrible drawing’s every nook and cranny.

“I look terrible!” Sweetie Belle said, passing her hands on her face. “Is it my complexion? Is it the stage lights?”

“There aren’t stage lights in there!” Tiara said.

“So...One of them, uh?” Babs put all the gears in her head in action. “Could it mean one of us? Maybe she needed one of us for...for...”

“Ah guess you’re the target, coz. Ah mean…” Applebloom blushed looking at the crude drawing of that erection. She had seen the original, sure, but it was the principle of the thing itself that was objectionable. “Ah mean, look!”

“For what? To lure me out?! That’s friggin’ insane!

“Well, ya gotta save her, Coz. I...I think that…” Babs wandered away, turning her shoulders from the group and stumbling into a near alley. The cold grip of fear and guilt clutched at her stomach as Applebloom followed her silently.

“Pssst! Babs!” The trashcan whispered.

“Gaah!” Babs jumped a few feets into the hair and clang to a wall like a spider. She then realized she couldn’t hold onto it for long before slipping down slowly, with the screechy sound of her fingers burrowing in the bricks, and being caught, quick as lightning, by Pinkie Pie before she hit the ground.

“Pinkie Pie? The hay?” Babs asked with one eye open. The others were still recovering from the scare.

“I’m here to help you! To help you save Scoots!” She grabbed Babs’ shoulder and squeezed her snout onto hers. “I know where she is!”

“You do?!”

“Probably.”

Babs rolled her eyes. “Well, still better than nothing. Where is she?”

“Her mother once rented a tiny house at the edge of town for last Nightmare Night. Dinky wanted her to turn it into a haunted house and guess who she called for the preparations?”

“You?”

“You really are smart! But to save her you’ll need much more. You’ll need…” She gently put Babs down and opened her saddlebag. A purple costume was in her hands with a dark blue mask and a snazzy hat on top of it. It radiated an aura of mystery, secrets, power...It was like a divisive entity in itself. It was something that if it showed up it could ruin or save the day. “...To look the part.”

“Hey, Dinky...You’re not that bad, you know that?” Scootaloo really meant those words. She wasn’t the kind of pony to hold a grudge for long. She was also the kind of pony to take in, and examine, the current circumstances before judging. Sure, that was a skill that took its time to develop, but better late than never. Besides, Scootaloo certainly had the time to think about that: she had to do something after being kidnapped and brought to some random basement.

“Thank you!” The young purple unicorn said as she kept dragging a simple folding bed around before setting it up in the center of the room. “Don’t you think it’s a bit small?” She said after stopping to catch her breath. She was wearing a white tank top and simple tracking shorts.

Could you please at least get me off the ceiling?” Scootaloo said hanging upside down, with a crude rope wrapped around her hindlegs. She was swinging left and right as her wings thrashed around, trying to get free. “The blood is going straight to my head.”

“Oh, I know that. But could you please at least wait a few more minutes?”

“I will. Not that I have anything better to do. You could’ve at least left a magazine or something.”

“Oh, I didn’t think about that!”

“Also, you have magic. Could you have used that to drag the bed around?”

“True!”

“At least you can explain to me. . .why?”

“Why what?”

Scootaloo raised an eyebrow.

“Oh...thaaat…” Dinky blushed and chuckled. “It would’ve been sooo awkward if I went there, took my pants off and challenged her!” She pouted. “I mean, it’s not like flashing at a concert!”

Scootaloo mouthed a silent and well earned What the hay, but decided to keep silent about that last part. Not to mention the fact she really would have liked seeing her flashing. “And what, kidnapping me is not awkward?”

“Hey, I didn't kidnap you. I asked.”

“I wasn’t exactly expecting to be thrown in a sack and then tied upside down to a ceiling after saying yes, that’s for sure.”

“Yeah, I bet if Babs did it you would have loved it!”

“Well...Only if she bought me dinner first…” Scootaloo blushed and danced her gaze around the room, avoiding Dinky’s own smarmy look, and knowing giggle. “What?”

“I was right. You do like her!”

“I...I…” Dinky kneeled over near Scootaloo, putting her hands on her knees. “Yeah, can’t lie on that one. I’ve been telling it to everypony except her.” Scootaloo shrugged

“I don’t think that’s how you do it.” Dinky chuckled. “Does she like you as well?”

“Enough for her to kick your butt if she finds this out.”

“Oh…” Dinky gulped loudly. “Didn’t...Didn’t think about that. Do you think she would be angry about this?”

“Quite.”

“Does that mean she likes you?”

“I hope so.”

A fake, rubber spider fell from the ceiling, followed by the swooshing of a cape and a cloaked figure descending into the room. The very well endowed masked pony landed on the ground in a crouching position, hooves wide apart and supporting her weight with one hand on the floor while the other hand was outstretched away from their body, pointed diagonally upwards.

“How did you…?” Dinky took a step backwards, her lower lip shaking. “I put a lock and everything out there!”

The figure opened her hand and let a crumpled lock drop on the floor, which fell into small, metallic pieces on the ground.

Scootaloo had never felt so turned on in her life.

“Gaaahh!” Dinky fell on her knees, groveling before the masked figure with tears in her eyes. “Please don’t kick me in the face, Batmare! I’ll be good!” The figure raised from the ground and looked at the terrified unicorn with a particular air that her strangely expressive mask gave, one that could only be described as utterly baffled. She took a step towards Dinky only to have her throw herself on the ground and show her belly like a wounded animal. “I surrender! Take her! I regret everything! Everything I did in the last three hours! Waaahhh!”

The figure shrugged. “Well, that was anticlimactic…” She said, her voice muffled by the black mask.

“”It’s not Batmare! It’s...It’s…” Scootaloo squinted to look better at the figure and her cheeks flushed red once she recognized those perfect, generous breasts. “Who are you?”

“The hero you deserve.” She removed the mask, revealing some familiar and lovely red bangs. “And also the one you need.”

“I don’t what that means, but who cares!” She threw her weight forward and hugged Babs’ lower part.

“Are you ok, Scoots?” Babs broke the hug and took a step forward, studying the messy knots to try and divine which way to start on untying them. She threw a glance behind her at the still groveling unicorn which hid herself between her arms the moment their gazes crossed.

“Yeah. I wasn’t really in danger, after all. See?” Scootaloo moved her hands around, free as any pony could be. “She didn’t even tie my hands.”

“Oh, I knew I forgot something.” Dinky grunted and slapped her forehead hard enough to make her lose balance and fall on one side on the floor. “Why didn’t you run away the moment I turned my back?”

“I wanted to understand why. Also, you were pretty pathetic and I didn't want to hurt your feelings.”

“Aaahhhh…” Dinky buried her face between her hands and started sobbing. Even though Babs was absolutely furious at her she couldn’t help but pity her a little.

“Scoots, she kidnapped you. I would be a little more angry.”

“Please don’t tell Mom…” Dinky squeaked. Scootaloo threw an amused look at Babs, who just scoffed and rolled her eyes, letting out an annoyed grumble.

“Fine…” Babs said. “At least I want to know what the hay were you thinking when you kidnapped my friend.”

“For... For you.” DInky bushed, pushing one index finger against the other. “I needed to lure you out.”

“Lure me out?” Babs pointed at her chest. “The hay does that even mean?”

“This is starting to look exactly like a superhero story. Now we just need a messy retcon!” Scootaloo chuckled, crossing her arms behind her head. She was even starting to get used on the whole upside down thing.

“Yeah. Actually, I was reading some comics when I got the idea. See, I wanted to challenge you, and I thought this would be the best way to get your attention! You know, like that issue of the Power Ponies, where Pharaoh Phetlock kidnapped Humdrum to lure out the team?” Dinky sprung back on her knees and pointed a dramatic finger at Babs.

“What?”

“The plot thickens!” Scootaloo would have done anything for some popcorn.

“Yes! At this!” Dinky got up and pulled down her pants, revealing an already semi erect and quite large penis dangling just above her girl parts. She put her hands on her sides and smiled proudly as her glans glistened in the dim light of the basement, coming from the small windows above. Babs and Scootaloo looked at it with with wide eyes, unsure whether to laugh, cry, throw their arms in the air in a sign of surrender at the madness, or jump out of the windows.

“And here it is the messy retcon. Straight out of nowhere yet explains so much...” Scootaloo tilted her head, trying to better study Dinky’s unexpected rod. While her standard about cocks was sky high after seeing (and tasting) Babs’ she had to admit it was a reasonable size and width, and it possessed a pleasant smoothness around its contour. Not a friggin’ mare ruiner like Babs, but something reasonably above average. Enticing in its own way.

“Take a picture. It will last longer.” Babs grinned.

“Oh, come on, you are staring at it, too…”

“This day is just getting weirder and weirder.” Babs facepalmed. “And this is Ponyville we are talking about!” It was a bold thing to say after the third time Cerberus escaped.

“Wow...Did you lose a bet, too?”

“No, I was born this way. And I just can’t stand the fact that ponies prefer your magic thingy instead of my bona fide natural cock!”

“That’s a sentence you don’t expect to hear often.” Scootaloo said.

“You, uh...Was it difficult for you? I mean, I’m not saying it was difficult for me, but—” Babs blushed a little and twirled her fingers.

“Nothing and nopony has ever complaining about it.” Scootaloo said under her breath, looking at her fingers with perfect nonchalance.

“What? No! I even found a fillyfriend! Well, not a real fillyfriend. More like a pony that I greatly care about, that I go on dates together with and, occasionally, even have some wild sex. Toootally different.”

“Yeah, bet she’s probably not okay with this.”

“How do you know? Well, okay, she’s not 100%, totally, absolutely supportive but I think she must have had some support for it. Buried somewhere. Maybe.” Dinky shrugged.

“Toootally buried.” Scootaloo chuckled and let out an innocent whistle, before trying to reach for her ankles to untie the knots. It was downright rude, the fact nopony was helping her at this point, in her opinion. “You know...Could you actually save me now? My head is spinning and I my legs feel numb!”

“Oh, right, sorry…” Babs promptly untied her friend and carried her in her arms, one under Scootaloo’s legs and the other supporting her back. The pegasus promptly hugged her friend hard, burying her head in Babs’ fragrant bosom.

“I thought you weren’t scared.”

“I’m just happy to see you…Like, really, really happy.”

“I know, I know already…” Dinky sighed. “You save the girl and you punish the bad guy. I suppose you’ll call the guards or something. It’s fine. I’ll send you a postcard from the moon.” Dinky searched the pockets of her shorts and handed a small sack to Scootaloo. “Here.”

“What is it?” Babs asked.

Scootaloo took a quick glance in the bag, then turned back to Babs and Dinky. “Uh...Just medicine. And no guards, don’t worry.”

“Huh?!” Both Babs and Dinky shot her a bewildered look. “You mean it?” The two mares asked the same question even though Dinky’s was dripping of joyful disbelief while Babs sounded of just plain ol’ regular disbelief.

“I wasn’t really in danger and, really, we have done much dumber stuff. Besides, Dinky wouldn’t know how to properly kidnap a pony if her life depended on it. How the hay you can hold a grudge?”

“I...suppose I have no right to complain.” Dinky sighed. “But seriously, you mean it?”

“Yeah…” Scootaloo said, her snout still burrowed in Babs’ breasts. “Let us never speak of this again.”

“Oh, thank youthankyouthankyouthankyou!” Dinky lunged forward and hugged the pair, squeezing Babs’ shoulders and nearly knocking her on the floor. Scootaloo winced and clung even harder on her friend’s breasts, so hard that the Manehattan mare yelped and tripped on her own cape, dragging the others on the floor with a three, filling the silence of that basement with a dull, noisy thud.

“Why is that with you I always get hurt?”

“Uuhmmm...Because it’s not fun until somepony gets hurt?” Scootaloo flashed a toothy grin, still hugging her friend and undeterred by gravity.

“Will you stop that?” Said Babs not without stifling a little laugh.

“Or what, you’re going to tie me up?”

“Oh, she would love it if you did, Babsy…” Dinky chuckled, still holding the couple. “Didn’t she tell you?” Scootaloo abandoned the pillowy comfort of her friend and threw a death glare at her former captor.

“Tell me what?” Babs’ heart skipped a beat.

“Oh Celestia, you were serious. You never told her.” Dinky giggled like crazy before her mouth was closed shut by Scootaloo’s hand. Her voice came muffled but undeterred.

“Girls, it’s fun and everything but I’m starting to get really worried—”

“She’s got the hots for you!” Dinky all but yelled in Babs’ ear after basically trampling on Scootaloo to free herself from her grip, throwing the pegasus away like a sheet of paper.

“She...what?! The what? For whom?”

“Ok, first you kidnap me, then you spill out my secrets. What’s next? Are you going to kill my dog?” Scootaloo crawled back to the two, helped by a weak but constant flutter of her wings, pulsing with rage.

“You have a dog?”

“No! But you will buy one and then kill it!”

“That would be so mean! Why would I do that?!”

“What do you mean the hots?” Scootaloo returned to reality in the form of Babs’ snout pushed against her own. A faint shade of red was kissing her cheeks as her eyes wandered around, trying not to look in the pegasus’ eyes.

“You...You know…” Her eyes wandered on the floor, before her gaze fell again on Babs, dwelling rather strongly on her wide hips resting on one side on the floor. With chagrin she admit one thing: it was really difficult to talk with a mare so pretty and that meant so much to her.

“No. I don’t know. I...have some ideas but I’m really confused.” Her gloved hand brushed Scootaloo’s cheek. Why, she asked herself, the mere touch of her was sending her over the edge.

“After last night?”

“Y-Yeah...Are you...Did you really think those things about me?”

“Each and every one of them. I don’t know what is it, even if I should say it, but...I like you. A lot. More than I thought possible. Just seeing you, hearing your voice, just the thought of being with you makes me happy. I just hoped you would feel the same.” Scootaloo broke down and tears rolled along her cheeks. That fire in her belly had come back with a vengeance, but this time it wasn’t her hormones that were to blame.

“I...I do.” She smiled with such warmth that the old, dank basement became the brightest place in the world. “I really do. Celestia, I wished I told you sooner.”

“I wish I hadn’t missed one day with you. Not one second.”

“You can have everything that happens next.”

“Are you sure?”

“Shut up and kiss me!” Babs shouted and grabbed Scootaloo from her shirt, pulling her open mouth onto hers. Her taste overwhelmed her like a flood as she felt her warm lips embracing hers, her tongue swishing onto her own. She abandoned everything in that much awaited moment, tasting her beloved in the full, letting every second permeate her entire being. She lunged forward and knocked Babs on the floor, pushing more of her tongue in her mouth, hugging her shoulders with unparalleled strength. Her wings stiffened and opened fully in the space of a blink, dropping some feathers off the floor after a loud pomf. Scootaloo broke the kiss, leaving a strand of fluid between their tongues. Scootaloo removed her shirt and threw it on the floor. Babs started unbuttoning her costume...

“Oh...My...Gosh...Are you girls going to do it on the floor?!”

“Uhhhh….” The two mares bodies stiffened so quickly they were like iron in sheer embarrassment. Babs, especially, felt to have really sunk to a new low. Her feelings for Scoots were strong and beautiful, but was it justified to behave like unthinking animals in hea—?”

“Cause I’m down for it!” Dinky went one step further and slithered out of her simple clothes like a snake changing its skin. A bright violet flash jumped in the fray between the two, groping and kissing her way in.

“Woah woah woah!” Scootaloo tried to shield herself with her hands from the rowdy unicorn, while Dinky’s hands were already beneath her pants, grasping at her thighs. “We never agreed to this!”

“We didn’t?” Babs was paralyzed with doubt as Dinky’s other hand was inside her clothes, feeling up her boob. Their gazes crossed and Dinky glanced first at Babs and then at her own hand.

“Uuhhh...Please? I mean, what’s the harm?”

Babs held her hand in front of her and sniffed her breath. “Have ya eaten something funny, Scoots?”

“Well, the medicine…”

“What, the thing you needed to not get pregnant?”

“Uhhh? The hay?”

Scootaloo threw a brief death glare at the mouthy unicorn.

"Well, you were going to say it to her!" said Dinky in a defensive tone.

"Just one question..." Babs calmly raised a finger. "Does it work?"

"Well, I got it at Twilight's and, yeah, pretty sure that—"

Babs jumped on Scootaloo, drawing a small squeak that echoed in their kiss. Their tongues wrestled for sweet dominance as Dinky was pulling down her pants, eager to take a glance at that feisty bottom. Babs’ ample bosom pushed against Scoots’ graces, their nipples dancing and circling each other, so sensitive at each other’s touch that it made both mares shiver. Dinky had finally succeeded in her task, and in front of her Babs’ already half erect stallionhood was dangling. The big, throbbing thing made her squeak in excitement and made her feel terribly inadequate.

“Holy…” She passed a finger on its length, moving along the large vein on the side before cupping the golden brown, plump balls in the palm on her hand. As Babs’ lips glided onto Scootaloo’s, she felt Dinky’s tongue dancing on her folds. Her virility twitched in excitement as warm pleasure started to spread from her crotch. Scootaloo had already removed her costume’s upper part, feeling up her warm, pillowy breasts.

With an almost foalish glee she started suckling on them gently as Babs’ drew closer to her chest her lover’s purple head. Her tongue moved in circles around her nipples before smothering one of them with her lips, suckling without a care in the world, while Babs already could feel Dinky’s tongue caressing her inner walls. Her sensitive flesh twitched and stiffened around the slimy appendage, and she let out a small moan of pleasure.

She threw another noisy moan when she felt Scootaloo’s hand around her cock, stroking it up and down. She caught a glimpse of Scootaloo’s own shorts already thrown on the floor and her mind was flooded with desire. Dinky’s hands were grasping at juicy buttocks as she burrowed her tongue further in, moving it up and down to savour every inch of her canal, drawing small but copious drops of her ambrosia as Scootaloo's movement turned more frantic, beating her meat with a steady rhythm.

“I want to...I want to do it to you, too..” Babs purred and Scootaloo already knew. She turned backwards and crawled with her back on the floor, brushing her lips against Babs’ sex as she opened her hindlegs, exposing her slit to her. Scootaloo brushed her lips on Babs’ soft belly, purring with desire before going in for the prize, landing her hot breath on Babs’ glistening manhood. Babs dived in with mouth open onto Scootaloo’s own glistening slit as the pegasus closed her hindlegs gently around the back of her head, soft enough to just support herself and not harm her.

Babs felt a little awkward with that weight around her neck, but the fragrant scent of Scoots’ sex made it up for it. Dinky whipped out her dick and dangled it above Scootaloo’s head while the pegasus was busy licking and sucking Babs’ pulsating glans. Without thinking she grabbed Dinky’s penis as well and grabbed it, sucking it briefly before passing onto Babs, alternating the oral action as the Manehattan mare’s tongue was finely burrowed into her, drilling her to the core. Babs’ playfully inserted her fingers into Scootaloo’s anus, causing the pegasus to reward her with a long deepthroating for Babs. A small bulge grew in her throat as Babs’ pulsating tip was pleasantly tickled by the warmth of her breath and the tightness of her throat. Scootaloo’s tongue worked her magic and pushed tightly on her cumhole, slushing up and down as Babs’ forced more of her meat inside her hungry mouth.

Dinky pouted, not wanting to be left out and snuck her tongue inside Babs’ asshole. Babs let out a very heartfelt, “what the f—”, somewhat muffled by her tongue still stuck inside Scootaloo, rotating it around and around in her pink depths. The pegasus was moaning with joy as Babs’ rod was throbbing in her mouth, filling her throat and cheeks wonderfully with its musky scent and dazzling thickness. Her neck was straining to bob her head up and down, taking the gargantuan appendage further in and at a somewhat regular pace. Scootaloo slobbered her way, licking and tasting every inch of flesh that Babs was giving her with glee. She grasped at her soft hips and couldn’t be more happy.

Wonderful pressure started to build in her crotch, with Scootaloo enjoying her male parts while Dinky was feasting on her soft, feminine flesh. Her tongue moved with frantic excitement, poking with her snout at Scootaloo’s clitoris while every inch of sensitive flesh was stimulated, sending icicles of pure pleasure at her mind. Scootaloo’s tongue indulged on her cumhole while her own tongue had reached her critical spot. Her lover’s bitter, musky scents filled her nose and mouth as she massaged Scoots’ inner folds. Squelching noises filled her air as the sweet, tangy fluids from Scoots slid down her throat.

The pegasus tightened her grip around her lover’s head, while Dinky wiggled her tongue inside with increased speed. Scootaloo’s head spun and the thought of Babs’ tongue inside her finally hit, the thought of being with her, of feeling her body and sweet scent made her tremble with glee, quaking her to the very core. Her crotch erupted with passion and showered Babs’ chin and mouth with a gush of female ambrosia. She let out a throaty moan of surprise before giving one last furious flurry of licking to finish her off, riding the final waves of pleasure wracking her body. She planted her knees in the floor and fucked Scootaloo’s tongue with brutal speed, pushing down her throat and past the tonsil. Scootaloo moaned in delight despite the mild difficulty in breathing, wrapping her lips harder around it and working with her tongue, indulging more on the entrance of the urethra.

Meanwhile, Dinky pulled her tongue out of Babs’ slit and gave an annoyed grumble.

“Oh, everypony is having fun but me...Until now!” Dinky let out a sinister chuckle before Babs could finish her thing and turn around and complain. She started to slid her tongue slowly out of Scootaloo until something hard and long was slammed inside her. Dinky had shoved her horn inside her and, for reasons unknown to anypony, she was enjoying it deeply.

She moved her hips faster, facefucking Scootaloo while her folds wrapped around the hard appendage. Dinky charged some magic through her horn and Babs’ whole body trembled, her folds being stimulated in impossible ways. Raw magic felt wonderfully warm, like an injection of pure euphoria. It was like an itch being perfectly scratched and her pussy sang, reaching a quick but intense orgasm. Her semen spurted out and hit the back of Scootaloo’s throat with huge, noisy spurts. She came and came with no intention of stopping, feeding the pegasus her brutally thick milk. The magical discharge still prodded at her insides, spurring her to continue and heightening the sweet sensation of release. Dinky didn’t think it would feel so good, having such a concentration of pure, raw sex so close to her brain and totally lost control of herself, drooling with her mouth fully opened as she felt something like the power of a little sun fueling her horn intercourse.

Babs slumped down on the floor, totally spent, right next to Scootaloo, with her belly full of healthy cum. Dinky shot some more little sparks from her horn before succumbing to the sweet afterglow. Her body was still trembling but, just in her special place, she could feel a wonderful warmth. The unicorn's magic still crawled her way up in Babs' pussy, making every hair of her fur stand up, her sides trembling with pleasure

“Fuuuucckk...That was awesome…” Dinky said, her voice coming out in sticky, panting globs. Her hips were still shuddering and her cock was completely hard, its side brushing against the floor from its twitching. The feeling of Scootaloo’s tongue on it still felt as vivid as before and she just wished for more. A lot more. So much for the lesser unicorn stamina she always heard yap about...

“You...Uh…” Babs grasped Scootaloo’s hand and her cheeks tinged of red. “I guess you are forgiven. For...For now…Do all superhero stories end like that?” She chuckled asking Scoots.

“Only the very raunchy ones the fans write.” She leaned forward and kissed Babs on her cheek, before moving on her collarbone and the space between her breasts. “Oh...I feel so fucking ready…” Scootaloo grabbed Babs by the shoulders and rolled her on top of herself. Their snouts pushed against each other, allowing Scoots to give her another quick yet hungry kiss. With Scootaloo there was no time to think nor the need. It was a ride to be enjoyed. Blood pumped in her veins and her head spun around. The promise of imminent sex with Scootaloo was absolutely maddening.

“Oh, same here…” Scootaloo’s hand wrapped around Babs’ member, pushing it gently against her folds. Her hips trembled, daring not to push forward until she heard her permission. Not because Scootaloo wasn’t capable of taking it, quite the opposite, but because she wanted to hear it from her. Truly.

“Please do it…” She pushed slowly but firmly, parting Scootaloo’s folds with her bulk. Not in one fell swoop like their first time but, slow enough to make them feel the weight of what was happening, to feel their bodies become one. Her tip was soon enveloped by Scootaloo’s folds, warm to the touch and so enticing for the heart as she finally started to rock her hips slowly, pushing more of her inside, Their fingers intertwined as they shared one more kiss, tongues wrapped around each other in a sultry and familiar dance. Their crotches touched as Babs slid into her mare with so much ease, making a small bulge in Scootaloo’s belly each time she thrusted herself in her, grinding her massive shaft on her inner walls.

“Oh, you are not leaving me behind again!”

“Oh, come on! We didn’t even think—Gaaaahhh!” Babs felt something turgid and warm pushing right between her buttocks. “Ya’re doin’ me dry?! Are ya nuts?!”

“Oh, you’re right!” Dinky stuck her finger in her tongue, licking it thoroughly. “There that should do it.” She stuck it in Babs’ asshole, jerking her hips forward and going further inside Scootaloo. The pegasus let out a scream of pure pleasure as she felt her lover slam on her heated core, driving her nails into Babs’ back.

“Aaarghh!” Scootaloo was left tongue lolling out of her mouth, her expression a mask of pleasure. It felt so warm and hot, beyond even her wildest dreams or raunchiest memories.

“Crud...Scoots, you okay?”

“Better than okay!” She chuckled madly, drunk with absolute pleasure. “Move those hips now and do me haaard!” She kissed passionately Babs and pulled her onto her, the floor creaking under their weight. Babs started slapping her hips onto Scoots’, lunging and thrusting deeper and deeper in her as her warm folds massaged her cock and her tongue was grasping at hers. Dinky pushed forward and her stallionhood slid into the tight hole, struggling to enter but unfaltering. Babs threw a loud moan of pain in the kiss shared with Scoots, while the uncomfortable sensation grew, her muscles squeezing around Dinky.

"Crap, can't go further...Unless..." Dinky eyed a small cabinet nearby, stuffed with all the supplies she would have needed for the challenge. She openedit with her magic, dragging a bottle of lubricant out of it. She rocked her hips, making her penis wobble while stuck between Babs' buttock and poured some of it on the entrance.

"Gah!" Babs winced at the cold, slimy feeling in her rear. "You could've done it earlier, ya know?"

"Oh, you're not going to complain anymore. Trust me!"

Precum oozed from Dinky’s tip, making Babs’ rear entrance slicker and wet. Slow inch by slow inch she sneaked inside, right between Babs’ pillowy buttocks which she grasped avidly, reveling in their softness. She grunted and started moving her hips, thrusting in and out of Babs’ anus as she was fucking Scootaloo. The thought of being right in between this sandwich of sex nearly drove her crazy. She moved faster and with a brutal pace, driving her thick stallionhood in Scootaloo, thrusting wildly into her softness. Her movements were accompanied by Dinky’s, who thrusted in her with the some abandon, reveling in her tightness.

It felt uncomfortable to say the least, but Babs was taking it with pride, enjoying that queer sensation of fullness she was experiencing. Her mind went to Diamond Tiara and how pleasantly tight she was...It wasn’t hard to imagine how she had come to like it so much. She started to feel a glimmer of pleasure that slowly grew in a blazing inferno as Dinky was mounting her so fast that her small, cute balls bounced off of her bottom. In return she mounted Scootaloo with that same rough joy, her vaginal muscles winking and yearning every time she pulled out, only to thrust back in and let her aching tip kiss the entrance of Scoots’ womb. Electrical tingle climbed on top the pegasus’ spine as she closed her legs onto Babs’ back, never wanting to let her get away. The sensation of her fur brushing against her own, their tongues still tied and struggling in their kiss, and lastly, the powerful rod lodged inside her were her vision of heaven.

“Girls...I’m so close…” Dinky’s shaft felt like it was in a vise. Babs’ tightness was really too much for her. She never had any endurance problems before but the sheer kinkyness of these circumstances were too much for her. It was utterly dirty, her heart was beating fast and the realization of having done such a dumb thing and haven gotten away with it (although she didn’t feel any pride and even in a haze of sex promised to herself to make amends.) sent her over the edge, utterly ecstatic. Her whole body tingled with joy, tense like a violin and overwhelmed by pleasure as she turned short, quick thrusts into long, drawn out ones, savouring every inch of Babs’ canal, trying to resist and not shoot her load in those sweet back muscles of her. She rammed further, overcoming any resistance just like Babs, who was sinking in Scootaloo’s creamy depths.

Teamwork!

“Scootaloo…” Babs whispered, landing a small kiss on her cheek. “I’m so close…” Scootaloo’s walls slathered and massaged her rod, framed by the gentle joining of her curves between her legs. Babs’ brutally thick appendage jerked in and out, steeling herself to not explode there and then. The sheer joy she was feeling by simply fucking Scootaloo was immeasurable. “I love you…” She finally said that as her whole body relaxed and felt her rod enlarging and stiffening. Her balls gurgled and Babs churned out shot after shot of her load right to the entrance of her womb. Scootaloo’s vision went white and fragmented into a field of stars at the sheer, warm pressure she felt splashing on her insides. Both her body and Babs’ shuddered together, united as one in a level of passion unheard of, a sex so hot it would’ve melted an entire ice cream factory.

As if not wanting to be left behind Dinky came as well, reaching a quiet but powerful orgasm inside Babs’ tight asshole, shooting her warm load between her orange mounds. She jerked her hips violently, staying inside to let as much of her jelly spray inside as possible, while going wild while still lodged in Babs’ hole, ejaculating multiple times and spreading her erupting seed before succumbing to the inevitable drowsiness, her body feeling totally spent. Babs felt that, too. Really felt it: she let out a filthy howl of pleasure while still rutting and being rutted, feeling both mare and stallion truly for the first time. Penetrated and penetrator at the edge of two worlds and yet still remaining herself. Remaining with Scoots…

She was so glad to have experienced that with her…

“I love you, too…” Scootaloo finally said, stroking Babs’ red mane. The three laid collapsed in a pool of sweat and bodily fluids. “ I always did…”

“I...Somehow I always knew it. It was how it had to be…” Babs answered, letting out a weak giggle and kissing Scoots on the lips. Her still half erected member was still lodged in Scootaloo’s cunt, her seed still spurting out slowly.

“Next time she should do it in the pool…” Dinky said, playfully pinching Babs’ butt. “And I’ll call Ruby, too…”

“Heh...We’ll see…”

“Why the pool?” Scootaloo said.

“Well, because if you’re lucky warm water goes right in your c—”

“I immediately regret asking this…”

Suddenly, a door slamming was heard just upstairs, making the fake spiderwebs on the ceiling tremble. Heavy, dreary steps made the whole house creak and tremble. “Dinky! I know you are here! We really need to talk, young lady!”

“Shit, it’s Mom!”

“Your mom?!”