Author's Notes:

This chapter got a little... long, so I crammed the first part into the previous one. Search for "The four of them waited" to get the tail end I spliced in there.

It was no wonder Sweetie threw a fit at that. There was nothing about it that made any sense! Apple Bloom really wanted to talk with Sweetie about this, if maybe her sister hadn’t been treating her right again. They had such a strained relationship those two sometimes. Apple Bloom couldn’t bear to see her friend hurt again like she had been that day of the Social.

So Apple Bloom found herself awake in the middle of the night, still troubled by her thoughts, and also by that peculiar, nose tickling smell. It was even stronger under her covers she found, and she pulled the covers over her to smell it more. It wasn’t unpleasant, the opposite of that really. Sort of a sweet buttery smell that made her feel excited for some reason. She reversed to put her butt on the head of the bed and sticking her head down there, trying to find where the smell was coming from. She found one spot on her bed where it was real strong, making her head spin even. And wait, was her penis coming out?

Apple Bloom pulled back the covers to look at herself, and sure enough her penis was extending it’s happy little head to point at her. Something about the smell maybe? It kind of reminded her about Scootaloo, and that sure was a smell Apple Bloom didn’t mind making her penis come out. She breathed the new one in, going back to where she found it, her hips swaying as her penis unconsciously rubbed against the sheets. The spot with the smell was really damp, with dark oily stains. She looked at it curiously–

Then her face flushed so hard she felt it. Apple Bloom snapped back, looking with tiny pupils at the moonlit illuminated evidence. She had a good idea just what she was smelling now. That was... that couldn’t be...

She leaned forward to smell it again.

“Is that really what ah smell like as a filly?” she whispered to the night, as if it would jump up and tell her wrong. It was the girl juice she’d left behind just last night, that hot sticky mess she’d wake up with between her legs. It was that spotty stain that told her she would need to change the sheets again. And it smelled just fantastic.

Apple Bloom moaned as she rubbed her dick on her sheets, not even sure why she was doing that. She brought her hooves down to wrap around the dick, rubbing it like she did before. Apple Bloom could not be blushing more than she was now. Her own scent was turning her on. She covered herself in the blanket again so she could smell it more, imagining that she was standing over herself the way Scootaloo had straddled her before, with Apple Bloom’s own dripping fillyhood ready to swallow up her new dick. Holy buck that was hot.

She wouldn’t just rub the labia against it like Scootaloo did, so eager and inexperienced. No if Apple Bloom were there instead, she’d go right for the gold, putting that dick inside her and squeezing on it like a vice. She imagined her hooves were like a filly’s entrance, like her entrance, sliding them down all the way to thump against her pelvis. She wondered if she’d make boy stuff if she orgasmed outside of a filly. Well, one way to find out. Between the lingering smell of herself as a filly and the tapping on her window and

Wait.

A tapping at her window?

Apple Bloom squeezed her legs together, looking out from under the blanket fearing somebody saw her doing what she did. What would they think if ponies thought she was into herself? Much less inside herself! She rolled out of bed and went over cautiously to her window, hobbling a little at the turgid dick between her legs. When she saw who was outside, she opened it right away exclaiming “Sweetie Belle?” in a quiet whisper. “How are you coming up here?”

“I wanted to apologize,” Sweetie said but still with a timid hesitation in her hooves. “I’m sorry I didn’t‒ I mean, Rarity was totally out of line there. I had to see you! I just wanted... to ask you...”

“No,” Apple Bloom corrected, “Ah mean how did you get here?”

Sweetie Belle gave a sly smile that was so cute on her soft round face. “Rarity had to go to Canterlot,” she said, “It’s easy to sneak out when she’s not there. My parents are so clueless. I came over I just had to‒”

“No!” Apple Bloom corrected, “Ah mean I’m on the second story. How did you get up here?”

“Oh,” Sweetie Belle said looking down behind her. Apple Bloom stuck her head out the window and saw the stairlike stack of hay bales that led right up to her window. The chill night breeze ruffled through her bouncy red mane.

“I don’t even know why we put those there,” Apple Bloom said in a puzzled tone.

“Can I um...” Sweetie Belle’s voice was quiet enough she didn’t even have to whisper, at least when she wasn’t singing that is. “Can I come... inside?”

“Sure thing Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said backing up and helping the unicorn in through the window. “My folks have been giving me a hard time too,” Apple Bloom explained sympathetically to the softly breathing unicorn, “Something about protectin’, like there’s some danger about bein a colt.”

“It smells... really good in here,” Sweetie Belle remarked, gazing at Apple Bloom adoringly.

“It does?!” Apple Bloom yelped glancing nervously at her bed. Could Sweetie smell Apple Bloom’s sheets from all the way over here? Did Apple Bloom’s filly smell, smell that good to everypony but her, and she didn’t even know it? “Ah mean, yeah it... sure does, Sweetie,” she bluffed embarassedly.

It was hard to tell just from the moonlight but it looked like Sweetie’s blush had deepened. There was something familiar about her tense expression and dilated eyes. “Hah,” Apple Bloom declared, “You’re lookin at me just like you look at Button.”

Apple Bloom strutted in front of the unicorn mockingly, saying “Guess I make a pretty good colt then, huh? You think I look handsome?”

“Yes,” came Sweetie Belle’s tight reply. Bloom stopped her teasing, half in shock at such a direct answer, half in embarassment and half out of concern for Sweetie’s frightened tone of voice. They were silent for a moment and Sweetie continued to force herself to speak,

“I mean, I know you. I mean we talk. I mean we’re friends and I’ve never... I mean, I don’t really talk to... colts...”

“It’s O.K. Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said, lifting up the unicorn’s soft pink locks to look at her face, “I’m still me alright? Just... y’know, no estrus.”

“Really??” Sweetie exclaimed.

“Ssh!” Apple Bloom hissed at her sudden squeak, “I don’t want to know what happens if Big Mac catches you sneaking up here.”

Sweetie nodded, gulping dryly and saying, “So... colts don’t feel ...it?”

“Nope!” Apple Bloom announced confidently, adding in a less confident tone, “Well ah mean, it’s... it’s different and all, but for the most part it’s great. I haven’t felt peppier since last summer when my estrus hadn’t even happened yet! It doesn’t burn or anything, and you don’t get all sticky between your legs. No headaches or cramps or unbearable achingly longing feelings of bein empty‒”

“About that,” Sweetie Belle interrupted. Apple Bloom waited for her to continue, but Sweetie Belle just stood there silently. Quivering a little bit. Close as she was to Apple Bloom, Apple Bloom couldn’t help but notice there was a different scent wafting off Sweetie Belle’s body, just as intoxicating as Apple Bloom’s own filly scent. And Scootaloo’s.

Apple Bloom had to figure that colts must be able to smell estrus, because that’s got to be what it was. Sweetie never smelled like this when Bloom was a filly. Apple Bloom had to pull herself back from burying her face in the soft fur of Sweetie’s back just to smell her. It was the nicest sweetest perfume surrounding her friend, that made Apple Bloom want to be close to her just to smell it.

If so, it was a mighty nice thing that it did smell so good. Apple Bloom had always been worried with what was happening between her legs, that ponies thought she stank, even though she washed up on a regular basis. But if this was how it smelled for every filly, well, Apple Bloom had one less reason to hate estrus then. Literal pain in the rear, but even for that, if she could do what she did with Scootaloo, then it ain’t all that bad.

Apple Bloom looked at her bed thoughtfully, and at Sweetie who was unconsciously nosing Apple Bloom’s flank and smelling. And— oh. “Sweetie,” she asked quietly, “Am ah what smells good?”

“Yess,” Sweetie said throatily, leaning against Apple Bloom heavily now. Apple Bloom wrapped a hoof around her and held her tenderly. This colt thing was just amazing. Not only was Apple Bloom enjoying a filly’s smell, but fillies were enjoying hers. And that meant that Apple Bloom got to be closer to Sweetie Belle, in a way she could have only dreamed of before. Because Sweetie came here unannounced in the middle of the night, and because Sweetie Belle wanted her.

The Sweetie Belle, who was her lovable, naive friend with an indomitable compassion and an unquenchable spirit, smelling damply of something lovely that could only be the tell tale signs of estrus and heat. She had come to Apple Bloom in the night, and had stood unsteadily before her on the hay bale, looking lost and scared like any filly would look with that sort of feeling between their legs. And now Sweetie was hugging against her and breathing harder, and down where her hips came together in a neat little V, she was quivering.

How could Apple Bloom help her without spilling Scootaloo’s secret though?

“Is this about your estrus?” Apple Bloom asked concernedly, trying not to sound suave and not too obvious about it. “I can’t just call up Discord. The rat went up and vanished. Some real important business in Canterlot. Ah don’t even know if he can pull the same trick twice. Plus it’s nice and all, but ah mean, it’s really weird like when I...” she paused trying to phrase it without involving Scootaloo, “It just gets real weird sometimes. I mean ah have a dick! You best just stick with Moon Tea than try to make a deal with Discord.”

“It’s just I heard,” Sweetie whispered, “Scootaloo told me you... helped her.”

“What??” Apple Bloom exclaimed in a harsh whisper, “But, but Scoots made me promise not ta tell! And now she’s all braggin about it?”

“She only told me,” Sweetie Belle clarified, “I mean she told me that you did the... slimy goo thing and it helped her a lot. I think she wanted me to... give it a shot.”

“Oh, well,” Apple Bloom said, her thoughts drifting back to the slimy goo thing. That really was something wasn’t it.

“With you!” Sweetie finished urgently, squeezing her eyes shut.

Apple Bloom blinked, “Ohh,” she said teasingly. “Y’ you don’t mean with Button?”

“I can’t even talk to him,” Sweetie protested puffing her cheeks out. “He doesn’t even like me anyway. But you like me, right?”

“S-sure I like you!” Apple Bloom said. She didn’t want to say just how much she liked Sweetie, such as the tail end part of her that had filled Bloom’s fantasies. She was nervous about how Sweetie would feel if Apple Bloom was just like, using her image to masturbate with. Apple Bloom didn’t want her to feel cheapened, and wasn’t sure she could explain how it made Sweetie more valuable to her, not less.

“Do you like me in... that way?” Sweetie pressed urgently.

“What way?” Apple Bloom desperately stalled.

“You know! The... slimy goo way.” Sweetie seemed honestly distressed at this point, her eyes open again and full of hope and hurt, very liquid and captivating. Apple Bloom just couldn’t even look away. She was stuck between telling her and lying about it.

“I... uh... I... yeah...” Apple Bloom said finally. “That’s the... different part about bein’ a colt. Ah mean we don’t have to, it’s fi‒”

“No no, I want to,” Sweetie corrected. She seemed to have to struggle to clarify that statement. “You know, do the... the slimy goo thing? The thing that stops estrus. I can’t stop thinking about it...” She looked at Apple Bloom urgently, saying “I can’t stop thinking about you doing it for... for me!”

Apple Bloom’s heart was beating in her chest. Sweetie had basically just confessed to Bloom just what Apple Bloom had been afraid to say. And Apple Bloom didn’t feel cheap at all. “You were thinkin’ about me?” she said almost wonderingly.

“A-a-about you putting stuff down– down there,” Sweetie Belle continued, “Scootaloo said it felt so good and she wouldn’t say anything else but I wanted to feel it and I’m sorry I just couldn’t stop thinking about you with a... with a boy thing.”

“Oh Sweetie, you’re such a good friend,” Apple Bloom said warmly, hugging her again with a tender longing welling up in her heart. “I caint believe you were thinkin’ about me like that, and you just said it like it was no thing.”

“I’m so–”

“Don’t apologize, Sweetie!” Apple Bloom asserted, holding her shoulders urgently, looking the unicorn in the face saying, “I couldn’t tell you either, but the more ah did this boy thing, ah just couldn’t stop thinking about you and Scootaloo, not just you but... your girl thing. The way your legs come together. What we did when we... when we spit swore. You’re just... just everything about you is amazing.”

“You’re amazing too Apple Bloom,” Sweetie Belle said with a warm nuzzle. She pulled away to press her side to Apple Bloom’s again saying, “You help me so much and we’re best friends, and now you just make me feel so warm and bubbly inside, and you make my butt– I mean I want to... show you...”

Apple Bloom wasn’t too well versed in fancy psychiatrical stuff, but she wasn’t sure at this point she even cared. Just the thought of Sweetie presenting made Apple Bloom’s dick twitch in the night air. Sweetie was just so bucking... adorable and Bloom wanted nothing more than to ...make her feel better. Especially if that involved making her own dick feel like that again. Apple Bloom’s own satisfaction aside, if not for the Moon Tea, it would just be a crying shame to let such a kind, loving pony going through the sort of suffering that estrus turns out to be.

Apple Bloom noticed then that Sweetie Belle had not brought along a certain thermos or lunch box that she’d been carrying with her almost constantly from the start of her heat period.

“What about your Moon Tea?” Apple Bloom asked reluctantly, hoping desperately that Sweetie didn’t bring it, because Apple Bloom wanted to do what her body was demanding she do, as soon as ponily possible. Just shove in there and cut loose. Would it be alright to just... do it though? Sweetie wasn’t tough like Scoots, what if she got hurt? Bloom couldn’t stop from pushing real hard when she did it the last time, after all.

“That stuff only helps a little” Sweetie huffed, almost stomping a hoof before catching herself. “And if I drink too much I feel all icky. Scootaloo said your way was better. Come on, please?” She gazed at Apple Bloom liquidly.

“Okay okay!” Apple Bloom protested. That level of cuteness should be reserved for military applications. “I want it too. I‒ I think about doin it with you. And you smell real nice too.” Sweetie actually smiled when she said that. “It’s even making my thingy come out,” Apple Bloom continued, lifting a leg to glare at it. “So it’s no probl‒WOAH, hey!”

Sweetie Belle was right there at Apple Bloom’s crotch and she was doing anything but glare at it. She seemed fascinated, mesmerised even. Sort of like how Apple Bloom froze up the one time she stumbled‒tumbled‒crashed in on Rumble and Featherweight. So it was like that, huh? Apple Bloom could understand Sweetie’s feelings there. It was kind of awkward for Apple Bloom to keep her leg raised like that, but she knew just how important it was to Sweetie to get a good long look at a boy’s thing.

“Can I touch it?” Sweetie whispered. Oh lord Apple Bloom could feel the breath of her whisper. Just how sensitive was this thing?

“Y-yeah,” Apple Bloom said nervously. “Just be careful you don’t wanna set it off or nothing.”

“Set it off?”

“The uh, slimy goo thing,” Apple Bloom clarified. Seemed enough explanation for Sweetie as she took the utmost care to just give Apple Bloom’s dick the lightest of touches with the softest part of her pastern. Bloom found her lifted leg resting firmly on Sweetie’s shoulder, the other three stiff as boards at the tingling feeling. It was almost as if light touches were even worse than firm ones.

“It’s so warm...” Sweetie Belle said from between Apple Bloom’s legs.

“Yeah i-it is, though I feel it as chilly from my side,” Apple Bloom said uneasily. Her own hips were quivering now, like she was about ready to run a leaf marathon.

“Yeah...” Sweetie Belle said dreamily, sounding a little out of it.

“Okay okay that’s enough!” Apple Bloom tittered in alarm as the pleasure became too much to just sit still. She gesticulated away from Sweetie, almost having to force herself away from the unicorn before Sweetie snapped out of it.

“C’mon Apple Bloom, please?” she said then, giving those eyes again.

“Acglk, don’t‒don’t worry Sweetie Belle,” Apple Bloom said in a consoling tone, caught by those moonlit shining eyes. “We just need to go to the clubhouse.”

“Why’s that?” Sweetie asked, remembering to drop her voice to a whisper.

“It’s not just the noise,” Apple Bloom whispered back, “But it does get awful noisy. But it’s that slimy goo stuff. I can’t get that all over my carpet. AJ would murder me, and then Granny would cook me up an’ serve me for dinner! Trust me there’s a lot of slimy goo. The clubhouse at least has a solid floor I can scrub.”

“Might want to varnish it or something someday,” Apple Bloom added thoughtfully. What was she thinking? She wasn’t going to stay like this long enough to do that! But no, it wasn’t just her being a colt that mattered. When she got back to normal then she could find a colt and bring him over, and if she retrofitted the clubhouse it’d be the perfect place to make all the slimy goo in the world.

Yeah that would be great! Then Apple Bloom would be riding the dick, and she wouldn’t be the one pistoning into Sweetie Belle... no wait, Scootaloo. And, now Sweetie Belle was the one there in Apple Bloom’s imagination, hanging that hot pussy over her dick and drooling all over it. It was so easy to imagine Sweetie Belle doing all that crazy... gooey stuff. That secret trick that ends estrus. You’d think Sweetie Belle was too prim for that sort of thing, yet here she was wanting it as much as Apple Bloom did, even if she didn’t know exactly what.

The two fillies‒colt and filly‒filly-ish colt and‒filly and a half‒dammit Discord. The two climbed out of Apple Bloom’s window and made their way down the stair-step hay bales. Apple Bloom was relieved to see there wasn’t a light on in the farmhouse. It was pretty lucky that nopony heard them. This estrus deal was definitely not the sort of thing you wanted to do in your bedroom, while your grandmother was sleeping across the hall.

They trotted together through the orchard, Sweetie leaning up against Apple Bloom as if Bloom was going to vanish in a blink, if she let her go for even one minute. Considering what Apple Bloom was about to do to her, it was sensible really. Any filly would cling tight to a colt who was gonna do something to end their burning need, terrified that something might call him away. Apple Bloom knew she would never leave Sweetie hanging like that, but she also had a good idea for just how much Sweetie needed it.

On their way over, Apple Bloom started planning what she was going to do with the mystery colt in her head that she was sure to run into some day. How she was gonna end her own estrus so it didn’t bother her one bit. She looked at the little unicorn walking silently alongside her in the moonlight. Was Sweetie thinking about that too? Except right now with a colt who was no mystery? How much did Sweetie know about what they were going to do, and did she even want to know, or did she just want it to happen? Did Apple Bloom dare even ask?

As they climbed the ramp into the clubhouse, Sweetie sounded behind her, disappointment in her light voice, “Oh, it went back in again.” Took Apple Bloom a second to figure what she meant, and then she laughed, reassuring Sweetie Belle,

“Don’t worry it comes out at the drop of a hat. It just doesn’t like to stay out when I’m all walking around. Jerks up and down like crazy.”

As little as Apple Bloom wanted to admit it, just two erections in and she was starting to get used to how her penis worked. It wasn’t half a day ago that she was awkwardly hobbling to the clubhouse with the damn thing refusing to obey. It sure behaved a lot nicer after she put that estrus stuff in Scootaloo. There was only one thing Apple Bloom had not yet experienced as a boy, hadn’t even really thought about it, certainly wasn’t thinking about it now. But as it goes with boys, anticipation of sex with Sweetie Belle triggered her body to remind her of it.

“Oh! Uh,” Apple Bloom stuttered to a halt as Sweetie ran into her butt. Turning around, Apple Bloom said, “Wait in the clubhouse I gotta go take a leak.”

“Woah, woah!” Sweetie said, looking at Apple Bloom with eager eyes, “Can I watch??”

Blinking, Apple Bloom considered that. She supposed she would be curious about the same thing in this situation. But your dick didn’t come out when you were peeing did it? Just like mares, right?

“How are you even gonna see when it’s dark and all?” Apple Bloom asked reluctantly, “I can see your face under these trees an’ that’s about it.”

Sweetie answered by tapping her horn with a hoof demonstrably. Apple Bloom didn’t quite understand, but Sweetie then demonstrated further, concentrating fiercely as she fought to get that aura thing around her horn. Poor Sweetie really needed to work her magic more or something, but she was making progress. Her horn shone brightly finally with a green light that illuminated the area, but didn’t hurt to look at.

“There, see?” Sweetie said tired from the exertion. “It’s even easier than lifting a feather!”

“Well O.K. Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said agreeably, “You can watch, but I don’t expect it’ll be all that”

“This is weird!” Apple Bloom moaned, as her bladder emptied itself, far too slowly for her liking. The darn thing did have to come out, and it was like navigating a freaking labyrinth to get the piss out of her. I mean, there was only one path, but she kept feeling pressure on muscles and sphincters she didn’t even know she had. And Sweetie standing there the whole time on the tips of her hooves with a manic grin of anticipation.

“Ooh, there it goes!” Sweetie announced, like Apple Bloom was some kind of national spectacle. Apple Bloom just barely resisted the urge to facehoof, but only because she didn’t want to make her penis waggle around any more while urine was coming out of it. So much harder to aim and messier when you had a boy thing. And Sweetie was watching the whole time.

At last the stream died to a trickle and stopped‒ no wait, there was a bit more, then it‒ no that... yeah that was the last of it. Apple Bloom would have found it fascinating how the same muscles she was twitching when she was inside Scootaloo were what she needed to use to get the last few drops of pee out, but she was too busy dying of blood loss from the neck down.

“O.K. I’m... I’m done Sweetie.”

“Ooh it’s going back in.”

“Y’all are scarin’ it!” Apple Bloom chided jokingly.

“Oh no!” Sweetie said holding her hooves in front of her mouth sincerely, “I didn’t mean to‒”

“It’s okay Sweetie Belle,” Apple Bloom reassured her, patting her on the back, “Let’s just get to the clubhouse and get your estrus gone.” And so they did. Lighting a candle filled the clubhouse with a pleasant orange glow, revealing the two of them in more clarity than the cool light Sweetie managed to come up with. She canceled it on her own horn with some relief, and pulled Apple Bloom into the center of the room with an excited eagerness. They talked about it briefly in hushed tones, and decided to get right to it while the night was still young.

“You want me to tell you what me and Scootaloo did, or just do it?” Apple Bloom asked her.

“I want to do it,” Sweetie said excitedly, squeezing her hooves together. “You can tell me if you want, but I trust you. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.”

It was surprisingly tricky to get an erection for some reason, Apple Bloom found. Maybe the peeing had thrown her off. But she managed to get it swelling up in there at least, thinking of that one time she got to see Sweetie Belle’s treasure. She hesitated before imagining Scootaloo. Apple Bloom wasn’t sure if it was a nice thing to do to provoke boy thoughts for your friend, by thinking about the hotness of your other friend. Still, maybe something more direct was called for. Sweetie was right there after all.

“Lemme see your butt,” Apple Bloom suggested, nudging Sweetie to turn around.

“OK is this good?” Sweetie said, facing away from Apple Bloom. Her tail was already in the air from instinctive anticipation. Apple Bloom felt her heart flutter as she reached out with a hoof and spread her friend’s ass-cheeks, that pert little set of lips protruding from them. They weren’t all hot and dripping like Scootaloo’s had been, so probably Sweetie’s estrus wasn’t as bad? That could explain why she was so hesitant about this stuff.

“You shoulda seen Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said massaging at Sweetie’s bottom trying to get that passageway to wink open for her. “She was burning up down there. You don’t seem nearly as bad.”

“I think it’s the Moon Tea,” Sweetie pondered, “I have been drinking an awful lot lately.” She wasn’t exactly gasping or panting either, so it probably was something like that. “You sure you want me to try it then?” Apple Bloom asked, “You’re doing pretty good already.”

“Yes, but this way I don’t need to drink that awful tea,” Sweetie said matter-of-factly, adding “A-and just because I’m not as hot as Scootaloo doesn’t mean I’m not... hot in there.”

Apple Bloom shrugged and continued. Those lips were pretty responsive, and Sweetie’s breath drew in when Apple Bloom tugged them open with her hooves, the pink flesh within glistening pleasantly. That was the source of Sweetie’s, well of any mare’s scent, but Apple Bloom really found herself drawn to the one in front of her. Maybe Sweetie Belle was right about needing her estrus to end just as much as Scootaloo’s, because her body was just so enticing right now. Between the fleshy pink display Apple Bloom was provoking, and that scent...

Apple Bloom’s new appreciation of a filly’s scent was definitely an odd experience. It didn’t smell any different, is the thing. Apple Bloom already knew Sweetie and Scootaloo’s scent by heart. And Sweetie didn’t smell all that different from how she usually did, but boy was it a lot more exciting as a colt. Made Bloom want to get in there and

And get Sweetie’s estrus gone.

Yeah that did it, Apple Bloom was at full mast now. Just a breath away from Sweetie’s damp nether lips. Apple Bloom could hear Sweetie’s own breath getting ragged as she experienced the fiery tingle where Apple Bloom just barely touched her, and the sheer thrill of having your tail up with all your stuff right where a boy can see it, though Sweetie sure wasn’t dripping the way Scootaloo had been.

Alright, now how to get it in?

“Hold still Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said, trying to manuver her penis into place by lifting her hind leg, then standing on twos, but that didn’t seem to get her boy tool any closer to Sweetie’s labia. At last, Apple Bloom brought a forearm over Sweetie’s butt from the side and sort of tried to get it sideways like that, but she couldn’t hold on that way and had to rotate around, until Apple Bloom’s chest was pressing down against the unicorn’s soft posterior in way that felt surprisingly natural, wiggling to try to get that penis in place. The tail beside her shoulder flicked irritably,

“You got it yet?” Sweetie called back, looking back at Apple Bloom’s awkward yet inexplicably hot position, while Apple Bloom smiled apologetically,

“Yeah I think I,” and sure enough just by moving her hips forward, her penis tilted naturally to press right up into Sweetie Belle’s entrance. “Nnh‒got it,” Apple Bloom added, her breath catching in her throat. The way Sweetie Belle felt down there!

Sweetie was quiet at Apple Bloom’s answer, turning and facing forward when she felt Apple Bloom’s penis nestled into her itchy folds, but not otherwise reacting. Apple Bloom heaved then, pushing herself more deeply inside Sweetie Belle. That got a reaction out of her.

“What are you doing?!” Sweetie exclaimed, her hips bucking up against Bloom’s in protest, but only getting the two of them more enmeshed in coitus.

“Whattya mean?” Apple Bloom asked uncomprehendingly, “We nh‒ we talked about this, it’s your estrus!” It was hard to push in though, and not in the good way like with Scootaloo. Sweetie’s insides were too tense, and the sides were catching dryly on the thin skin of Apple Bloom’s penis. What was Apple Bloom doing wrong here?

“But you’re going inside me!” Sweetie protested again with a pained grimace.

“Uh, yeah,” Apple Bloom said in a chastising tone, rolling her eyes at the silly filly. “That’s how you do it.”

“I thought you just squirted it on!” Sweetie Belle squeaked, squirming the muscles in her rear end trying to adjust to fit around it without much success.

“Huh,” said Apple Bloom, bracing against Sweetie to keep from going deeper for now. “Uh, no I gotta do it pretty far inside, Sweetie Belle. You alright?”

“It kind of hurts,” Sweetie Belle whimpered, “Are you sure it goes in there?”

Apple Bloom didn’t answer right away. She was pretty darn sure, but something about this didn’t seem right. Shoving her hips back with a resigned sigh, her dick popped out of Sweetie’s pussy, twitching hungrily in the air in front of it. It was that spicy wetness Scootaloo had that Apple Bloom was craving though, not this weird sort of awkwardly mundane insertion.

She leaned on top of Sweetie, who didn’t seem to struggle with the extra weight at all. If anything she was enjoying it! “I don’t want to hurt you, Sweetie Belle,” Apple Bloom said, “That ain’t gonna help anything!” Her eyes grew distant then as she murmured, “Ah wonder...”

It occurred to Apple Bloom that Sweetie’s masturbation technique had been a lot different than either Apple Bloom or Scootaloo’s. Maybe that was it. It sure was worth a shot! Apple Bloom climbed all the way off of Sweetie Belle, who then turned to Bloom with... tears in her eyes!

“But you can still do it, right?” Sweetie Belle asked in a frightened tone, “Like you did with Scootaloo?”

Oh Celestia, did Apple Bloom want to do that. She wanted to do that to this sad little unicorn and wipe that sadness right out of her eyes. “I-It’s fine Sweetie,” she said trying to sound confident, “I think you just have to... you remember when we spit swore last year?”

“Yeah,” she said a bit sullenly, turning her eyes aside.

“Believe me I have been,” Apple Bloom said half jokingly. She patted one of their soft cusions and said, “Here, lie on your back now, and brace yourself up against this cushion here.”

Sweetie Belle did so, if reluctantly, looking up at Apple Bloom worriedly. “It’s going to work, right?” she asked, “I mean maybe I’m just... broken...” Saying that, she hid her face behind her hooves in shame. Boy did Apple Bloom want to put a stop to that. She didn’t know how though. All she knew is she had to try!

“One way to find out!” Apple Bloom announced enthusiastically, sitting her butt down right facing Sweetie’s lap with the unicorn’s spread legs on either side of her. She lifted her dick while doing so, so that she could flop down right onto Sweetie’s teats. They were soft as buck. It was like landing on feathers. Sweetie squeaked when Apple Bloom did that, but didn’t move her front hooves away from hiding her face. Hopefully this would convince her differently.

Apple Bloom was nothing if not ingenuous, or was that ingenius, but she was still a bit puzzled by the conundrum of how to get a smooth hot dick to stimulate smooth soft teats. She tried laying a hoof on her dick, and happily found that she could massage Sweetie’s flesh, all the way down through her own dick. And her dick was lots softer than her hoof so Sweetie would like the feel of that a lot. Sweetie gave a shuddering gasp when Apple Bloom did, making Apple Bloom hope it was helping.

“Just lemme know if this feels good for you,” Apple Bloom suggested, continuing to rub her dick against Sweetie’s sensitive mounds. Sweetie’s own hips started to push upwards against Apple Bloom, making the friction between them that much more effective. Bloom was wrong about Sweetie’s teats being cool. When you pressed into them they were very warm, like soft warm fleshy pillows. Her dick naturally fell into the slight valley between them as it slid back and forth, catching a bit when the medial ring passed Sweetie’s narrowest point.

Sweetie was definitely enjoying this, but it also occurred to Bloom that Sweetie’s masturbation technique had paid a lot more attention to those perky nipples than Apple Bloom was doing now. The side of your dick could slide across the whole thing luxuriously, but focusing on a nipple would take a more precision effort. Sweetie gave a pleased murmur when Apple Bloom slid her hoof up to gently stroke Sweetie Belle’s perky nipple. She eased up on her dick sliding thing, a thing which sure was affecting Sweetie lots more than it was with Apple Bloom. The poor unicorn was quivering from the sensation already, and of course the thought of having a boy’s dick rubbing her there.

Apple Bloom shivered as a trickle of fluid trailed down her ballsack hanging where Sweetie’s hips curved down. The fluid must have come from inside Sweetie, so it was working! It weren’t enough though! If only there was some way you could like, make estrus stronger or something.

Wait.

Diamond Tiara, bless your soul.

Apple Bloom started to slide the smooth curve of her hoof against Sweetie Belle’s exposed left nipple, making the unicorn whimper even more needily behind her hooves. “You’re not gonna believe this Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said softly, “But I got an idea from Diamond Tiara.”

“What??” Sweetie exclaimed. That got her peering over her hooves, if disbelievingly.

“Yeah, just uh,” Apple Bloom smiled nervously, “I tried it myself, so it’ll work good I promise. Just pretend that I’m gettin’ rid of your estrus with just mah hooves.”

“Not your penis?” Sweetie said, then her eyes widened and she blushed, hiding behind her hooves at the thought of actually saying that word.

Apple Bloom put a comforting hoof on the unicorn’s chest, saying “Just trust me Sweetie, this’ll be great.”

“O-okay...”

Apple Bloom backed off her dick from Sweetie’s well trammeled mammaries, focusing instead on perking that nipple up with a hoof, and making Sweetie squeak so adorably. That was just one nipple of course, but Apple Bloom wasn’t gonna slouch on this. Although she only had one hoof to use when standing steady on threes, she did what any earth pony would do in such a situation and just used her mouth on the other one.

Apple Bloom quickly learned that once again, mouths are infinitely preferred manipulatory appendages than hooves.

As Apple Bloom caressed Sweetie Belle’s teats with that hot tongue and suckled gently with her dextrous lips around those tiny nibs, Sweetie’s hooves slowly came down from covering her face. Not because she was less embarassed, or she wanted to do it, but just because it felt so good, that she couldn’t stop from just going entirely limp. She wasn’t even paying attention to her hooves at all, as her eyes were lost in the distance from concentrating on the feel of that tongue against her, and her chest was already heaving breathes more hotly than before. Sweetie’s front hooves came to relax at last limply by her side, as she started to shudder uncontrollably with every lick.

Oh Lunacy did Sweetie Belle look hot as buck when she was lost in her own world like that. Just staring off, her presence of mind all the way down in that softness, her thoughts at the sole direction of Apple Bloom, who could capture her attention with just lips and a tongue. The more Apple Bloom nibbled and licked at her, the more Sweetie’s inhibitions melted away, until Sweetie’s hoof lifted as if on its own, and lowered to her other nipple which Apple Bloom had forgotten in her eagerness to lip the one on the right.

Right along with Apple Bloom, Sweetie pressed against herself and stroked gently, biting her lip and watching Apple Bloom’s tongue do a far better job than Sweetie’s hoof could ever hope to accomplish. Sweetie’s thoughts at the moment would run between a deep wordless hunger for pleasure and attention, an unexplainable ache inside her for how Apple Bloom’s penis had felt in there, and something along the lines of (Why oh why can’t fillies lick their own‒!)

Apple Bloom blew Sweetie’s thoughts apart like a party popper when she decided to test Sweetie’s vulva again with her now idle hoof. Sweetie inhaled sharply as Apple Bloom came to discover they were now much hotter and more slippery than they were a minute ago. What before was a pleasant pressure was now a twinging tingle that went deep inside you that Sweetie could hardly even stand it felt so good. Sweetie was ready, far as Apple Bloom could tell, but... Apple Bloom wanted to make it crystal clear, and she knew one way that was going to make any filly more than ready for getting a dick inside them.

It was a lot harder to find Sweetie’s clit than you’d think. Apple Bloom could always find her own by the lightning strike it sent through her senses every time she brushed up against it. She had to watch Sweetie surprisingly closely though to find when Apple Bloom had touched a special spot. Using her hoof to find it like this was just too awkward and imprecise. Apple Bloom had half a mind to‒hey yeah, why not!

“Take care a your nipples, could you?,” Apple Bloom asked, crouching further down to where the filly’s sweet spicy scent was dripping out of her slowly but surely.

“O.K,” Sweetie said breathlessly, the bend of her hooves pulling at her own tiny soft mounds as she craved the aching tingling stimulation so much stronger than before she had been in estrus.

It was all slimy and gross down there, trickling out of Sweetie in moist beads of something more than perspiration. Her fleshy petals just about spread themselves, the smooth curve of Sweetie’s groin rippled and flushed at that special place, and rosy pink inside. Apple Bloom didn’t even feel the slightest twinge of disgust or reluctance at approaching Sweetie down there though. It was hot and slimy and smelly and it was just Sweetie Belle, in a way that Sweetie Belle was supposed to be, absolutely nothing wrong with it, and everything with it so very right.

“Are you ...gonna put it in...” Sweetie murmured breathlessly, “Not just squirt it on me?”

“Hay yeah, think about just that Sweetie,” Apple Bloom suggested, remembering how she’d done it earlier, albeit without another pony to help her, and with hopefully much, much different consequences this time. “Ah’m gonna put it all the way into you, slide it around,” she teased the unicorn slyly, “You got a good long look at it, you remember that, now imagine it filling you up good while I do ...this.”

And with that she tilted her head forward and kissed Sweetie Belle’s quivering vulva. Sweetie Belle immediately belted out a loud squeal and Bloom pulled back, looking up at her questioningly. The unicorn’s head was tossed back passionately, and she came to face Apple Bloom again, eyes wide with shock, her curls hanging limply sweatily around her head. Apple Bloom just smiled devilishly and went in for another “bottom kiss”.

Amazingly enough it still took a while to push Sweetie Belle over the edge. She must have been guzzling that Moon Tea like nopony’s business. Not that Apple Bloom minded. If the scent had been enticing before, now it was mesmerising, and the taste it was full of salty sweat and a sweetness overlaid with a fierce tang. Apple Bloom’s tongue came out at the taste of it, sliding along those lips and slurping up the liquid dripping out of Sweetie Belle. It was obvious where Sweetie’s clit was now, it practically shoved itself at her, but Apple Bloom was careful to leave it be when Sweetie’s gasps and squeals got too pained.

Bloom’s tongue was delving inside the hot wet cavity in her friend when it happened. Sweetie’s gasps rose in intensity and then she just went ...quiet. Then her canal went nuts, pulsing right there in front of Apple Bloom, gaping, then squeezing on nothingness. The filly’s back arched, and then went limp, and then arched again. Apple Bloom wrapped her mouth around the mound of the orgasming filly and let those tart juices trickle down her throat and along the sides of her cheeks.

And then, it was over. Yup, end of story. Ha ha no, no it was far from over. Apple Bloom backed up from Sweetie Belle slyly, giving the splayed out unicorn a minute to recover.

“That... I didn’t know it would feel so...” Sweetie managed to pant out at last, looking at Apple Bloom gratefully. As Apple Bloom watched, Sweetie Belle’s legs squirmed together and her breath caught as her eyes dawned in a terrifying realization. Her hoof shot down to rub at that wet flesh between her legs as eagerly as Scootaloo ever did, saying in a frightened and incredibly aroused moan, “It’s not going away!”

“Toldja Diamond Tiara taught me this,” Apple Bloom snickered. “Makes it lots worse doesn’t it? I bet you can’t even think about anything else right now. Just want something between your legs?”

“How do you‒” Sweetie Belle said in a betrayed tone, her eyes looking both accusingly and pleadingly if that was even possible. She couldn’t even continue her sentence, hooves piked between her legs, just speechlessly attacking her hot nether lips with the desperation of a filly who knew that she didn’t have any choice.

Apple Bloom sort of got the idea that maybe she was taking this too far. She had gone and done it though, and she was fine! Technically she had been so far from fine that she made unholy bargains with eldritch spirits in order to get it to stop. Which really wasn’t fine at all. In fact that was the opposite of fine. Yeah Apple Bloom bucked up again.

“I’m so sorry, Sweetie!” she exclaimed hastily, grabbing the unicorn as close as possible, in a tight hug, clutching her protectively. “It’ll work, I promise!” Apple Bloom exclaimed, “It just‒ you’re okay, ah know you feel like you’re not, but your estrus is going to go away! It’s just got to get... ready first, that’s it! You’re ready now, and ah can make it gone for good!”

Sweetie paused in trying to stimulate herself despite being tightly hugged by Apple Bloom, her cheek smushed up against Apple Bloom’s own, saying in a skeptical voice, “Are you sure?”

“Ahm positive. No more tricks. Just the good stuff.”

Apple Bloom released Sweetie Belle and stood up next to her. Sweetie stood with difficulty her legs quivering, giving Apple Bloom a surprisingly scathing glare, “O.K. but it better work,” she said poking Apple Bloom in the chest. Most ponies would have been shocked that Sweetie could actually have a temper on her, but again she was Apple Bloom’s best friend. Even outside of her tantrum yesterday, Sweetie well and truly ended any thought that she didn’t have a temper for Apple Bloom, all the way back when she outright disowned her sister that one time. And really that’s one of the reasons Apple Bloom loved Sweetie Belle so much, because underneath that marshmallowy exterior that filly held a fierce fire.

This time Sweetie Belle’s temper only lasted a moment, before her expression broke into a confused urgency, and she said in a desperate tone, taking short breaths, “So, so how does it work already?”

“It’s gotta go in you all the way,” Apple Bloom said with the confidence of filly who thought she knew what she was talking about. “So what Scootaloo did is she sat on it while I laid down. But she was orgasmin’ so she couldn’t sit on it, so she laid back and ah put it in her from above. If you lay down I can do that, or ah’ll lay back and you can get it in by climbin’ on top of me, or I can just try to get it in from behind like we just did, but that means I have to get on top a you and you have to hold up my weight, so I don’t”

“That one,” Sweetie Belle said definitively.

“Sure I’m not too heavy for you?” Apple Bloom suggested uncertainly.

“I I liked it when you did earlier,” Sweetie Belle confessed, turning and presenting her posterior, tail raised as high as it could go. A drop cascaded from her vulva and splattered on the floor. “I just... it felt good I.. I want it...ohhh” her voice fell into a throaty moan as she winked just on accident, her treasure throbbing pinkly like a siren’s call.

Apple Bloom was captivated by the tenderly winking vulva, way down beneath Sweetie’s ass and tail. With what she had seen this night, Apple Bloom wasn’t sure her dick would ever want to get small again, and that wink about clinched it. There weren’t no harder Apple Bloom could get. No ignoring it anymore. Not with Sweetie moving like that down there. Apple Bloom just had to get her penis in there, and she had t-to do it i-in there.

She reared up eagerly and dropped herself down on top of Sweetie Belle, the unicorn moaning even as Apple Bloom rested against her, as if that alone was enough to provoke Sweetie Belle’s lust. Apple Bloom pulled her hips forward then, breathing hard with her tongue out and her eyes half lidded as she earnestly sought out that sweet, hot entrance. She knew it would be like Scootaloo this time. Her dick felt like it was going to explode from the slick heat of Sweetie Belle’s beckoning labia pressed against it. Without a word, she fished around until her dick caught on the quivering lip of Sweetie’s entrance, and with a moan Apple Bloom pushed forward into Sweetie Belle again.

There was no trouble this time. Apple Bloom slid in like a well oiled piston. It was like Scootaloo but not, softer in places and firmer in others, and somehow the fact that it was Sweetie Belle’s soft white posterior beneath Apple Bloom’s hooves made the experience so much different. This was Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom was going inside her. This was Sweetie Belle that Apple Bloom was inside!

Sweetie was crying out “Oh! Oh! Oh!” with every bit that went inside her, and Apple Bloom eagerly obliged this with jerks of her hips plumbing into Sweetie’s moist slick depths.. At last, with a satisfied “Nggn,” Apple Bloom felt her hips collide with Sweetie’s, her tight ballsack grinding right up against the unicorn’s heated, stretched entrance. Sweetie dropped her head at this, breathing in thick gasps as she once again tried to adjust to having Apple Bloom inside her. This time it was so easy, she couldn’t not take Apple Bloom in. She had to have her penis as deep as possible, and that–that other stuff far, far away at the surface scrunching up against her and making her legs pike in the air.

Apple Bloom took a few deep breaths herself at this point, holding herself steady as deep into Sweetie Belle as she could muster. She wanted to just start and never stop again, but she didn’t want a repeat of the last time she tried this with Sweetie. “You... you okay Sweetie Belle?” she panted, holding herself still, but firmly against the smaller unicorn. It actually wasn’t entirely hard to brace one hoof against the floor to take some weight off poor Sweetie, while still remaining sheathed in her hips.

Sweetie didn’t answer at first just more ragged breathing so Apple Bloom said, “That’s as deep as... ah don’t have to go any deeper than that, Sweetie Belle. D-do you think you can manage it? You’re so wet in there...”

“Manage it?” Sweetie Belle squeaked, craning to look at Apple Bloom with starry eyes. She seemed at a loss for words, just mouthing breathlessly, before saying, “This is... you are... you are amazingh~”

Sweetie’s eyes turned liquid when Sweetie’s words curled into a lusty moan, and her cunt squeezed around Apple Bloom like a coiling adder. It was so incredible, Apple Bloom didn’t even realize she’d started thrusting at first. She was pistoning in and out of the shuddering unicorn without half a thought, Sweetie’s eyes immediately losing focus as Apple Bloom did. Forcing herself to stop again, Apple Bloom said,

“Th-that the uh, the sliding is what makes it feel good that’s why I was doing it.”

Sweetie Belle whimpered and clutched around Apple Bloom’s penis, facing forward and bracing her hooves from the sheer effort of what she had to do in there. Good gravy could that unicorn squeeze. “I‒I like it... please...”

Reading Sweetie’s expression was difficult with her head turned away like this, but her ears weren’t fallen flat like last time. Apple Bloom would have to make a point to do it face-to-face next time. Oh, the very thought of a next time made her heart flutter, and she bucked once in and out of Sweetie Belle. Then she held that amazing penis still in those hot depths, deep inside, for just one more tantalizing second and then...

Apple Bloom found the pistoning of her hips weirdly automatic. She didn’t even have to think about it to make her hips drive that penis in and out of the unicorn in continuous rolling motions. All Apple Bloom really had to do was hold onto Sweetie’s barrel for dear life while those clutching depths made her senses explode, and her hips went and did the rest. She didn’t have to think about going in and out, but that’s all she could think about. In and out, in and out...

And then she felt it again. The head of her cock flared. There was no mistaking it a second time. With a rush of lust, the shaft inside Sweetie just expanded, pressing intimately on her deepest walls. Sweetie felt it too, gasping out “That was... your... you..”

“That... means... it’s about ta...” Apple Bloom panted, unable to stop the orgasm bubbling up in every frantic thrust she made into her dear friend. “Slimy goo... estrus...” she really couldn’t talk, with her breath coming so hard. She couldn’t even see clearly, just thinking about that penis in Sweetie and making it happen, and how much she wanted it.

“You mean... you mean‒ AAH!” Sweetie Belle gave one short squeal and went silent again, her hips pushing up against Apple Bloom’s like a stretching cat as the formerly infrequent squeezes inside her became a regular rippling motion, Sweetie Belle’s hips jerking every time they convulsed inside around Apple Bloom’s cock.

Apple Bloom felt that lightning strike as her seed pooled within her and all those secret muscles pulled back and tensed. She tried to hold that electric feeling as long as she could, but it wasn’t a second in that thrashing cunt before she had to twitch her penis, then it throbbed, and then she was throbbing helplessly, her hips forcing themselves against the unicorn because Apple Bloom ached for it to go into her deep as possible.

Apple Bloom could hear but not see Sweetie’s reaction to the first pulse of hot, thick boy cum. She was too busy pumping it inside to watch her, leaning her head against Sweetie Belle’s back in loving adoration as it happened in there. Sweetie shrieked in pleasure at first, but her cry caught in her throat when another pulse of cum shot into her, and then another.

For Sweetie Belle, there was no orgasm that could compare to this, this utter satisfaction and passion as that throbbing shaft in her cunt pumped gob after gob of... of something amazing. She had just found out how amazing orgasm is, and what Apple Bloom was doing to her was even better! It made Sweetie want it even as she got it; it made her so happy! Sweetie gave another gasp as it was too much to contain inside her, and she felt it leak out from their mutual connection, spattering and drooling onto the floor as the two ponies shuddered as one in utter coital bliss.

Something about how Sweetie was so forcefully affected by Apple Bloom’s cum made it all the more powerful a feeling within Apple Bloom, that she was the one pumping her friend full of it, that it was her cum that was doing it to Sweetie Belle. Apple Bloom wanted to be in her and around her and on top of her forever, to do this to her, and to make her into this bucking gasping delighted mess that Sweetie Belle had become. Apple Bloom was seeing spots it felt so good to pump it in like this.

At last there was only quivering and stillness, a thick shaft inside a hot satisfied cunt and the two ponies to which they belonged locked in that ancient embrace of stallion atop mare, albeit considerably sized down. The two slid down bonelessly to the floor after that, and Sweetie squirmed as her belly smushed stickily into the rather sizeable puddle of juices the two of them had accumulated. She was the first to recover in fact, lifting her head and saying “Apple Bloom?” Her quiet voice still sounded loud in the silence.

“Apple Bloom, are you asleep?”