Author's Notes:

Written by Fusion Fool the Third, dood.

It was a cold lonely day in the Crystal Castle of Friendship, the giant crystal tree sitting in Ponyville. No matter what her friends could do, it would never feel like home to the purple princess.

She sat in her bedroom, feeling tired after Pinkie’s most recent party and a lot of requests of her to help Ponyville. All she wanted to do was lay down and relax, in more than one way.

Since her ascension, Twilight never truly realized how… beautiful mares were, and in a town where eighty percent of the population were mares, the appendage that grew with her wings had some difficulty staying soft.

She threw herself onto her bed, her rebellious stallionhood, complete with swollen testicles, standing at attention, twelve inches of purple meat and apricot sized potatoes with its singular hole pointed at her. “Thanks for redirecting my thoughts, jerk,” Twilight uttered coldly, flicking her cockhead. Her hoof brushing past her tip made her spine tingle, forcing her to hold back a light moan.

With her face bright red, Twilight slipped off her bed and walked to a large wooden chest. With her magic, she opened the chest and pulled out a large stretchy, rubbery object. It looked like one of Rarity’s ponnequins but with a velvety hole where the vagina would be and made smaller to allow a stallion, or Twilight, to mount it easier.

Placing it next to the chest, Twilight glanced back into the box to find a horn and pair of wings attachments, the entire ‘play’ set a gift from her foalsitter. Her annoyance rivaling the power of her erection, Twilight let out a groan as she approached the fake mare. She levitated a condom from the nightstand and slowly placed it over her dick, not wanting to spend an hour cleaning the insides of a sex toy like last time.

With her magic guiding her, Twilight mounted the false mare and felt her dick become engulfed inside the fake mare, her frown quickly turning upside down form the soft touch around her sensitive organ.

She started slow, building up a pace as the walls tried to remain tight, squeezing her in delightful ways.

It wasn’t uncommon for Twilight to imagine one of her friends taking the ponnequins’ place. Her eyes shut tightly as she imagined rutting Pinkie and hearing the cheerful exuberant cries of ‘Yes!’ echo inside her head, urging her to fuck her mare harder. If the ponnequin could move its limbs, she would have no doubt in her mind that Pinkie would ride her until Twilight’s dick went soft, yet still ask for more.

Only when the thought of mating with Fluttershy did Twilight’s pace slow to a crawl, always worried to hurt the yellow pegasus but she did have some secret belief that the timid caretaker was an absolute deviant in bed, causing her to rock her hips a bit harder. She could almost hear the squeaky moans beneath her as her rod parted Fluttershy's tunnel, the caretaker begging to be a parent, a duty Twilight would no doubt help the mare regardless of outcome.

She could imagine Rarity moaning through a ball gag, begging for more of Twilight’s princesshood. Her hair wet and hanging low is such an enticing way that made the alicorn feel harder. She playfully smacked the toy, her mind making Rarity cry out in joy from the smack across her flanks. A stray thought believed that Rarity was a dom, Twilight’s flanks wincing from riding crop smacking her urging her to pound the ivory unicorn into the bed spread, with her mistress staring back at her with lust and power in her eyes.

She was a firm believer that Applejack was rather open to sex, silent with her words but loud with her pleasure, but unlike her other friends, would remain standing firm, as tall as the ponnequin she was rutting. Her hat long discarded, maybe even perched on Twilight’s own head, struggling to stay on with the force of their love making. The only thing that mattered to both ponies was continuing the Apple line after all, making Twilight regret her decision to use a condom.

Rainbow Dash would have loved it hard and fast, challenging Twilight to fuck her harder until her lovely blue flanks turned as red as an apple. Despite having her flank forced higher than her head, Twilight knew that Rainbow would still be calling the shots, maybe even gloat about she can make her purple friend cum so hard and so quickly that Spitifre and Soarin would want a turn to fuck the blue speedster.

She didn’t feel the hole getting hot, nor did she care when she felt her climax coming quickly. Her hooves gripping the plain sex doll hard, grunting above it as her balls slapped against the fake cooch repeatedly.

At long last, Twilight moaned, pinning her crotch to the ponnequin as she felt herself fill the condom with her cum. She shook for a moment, her hooves threatening to break the fake mare’s flanks with their grip as the Princess of Friendship finally got returned to reality, slowly pulling herself out.

She let out a blissful sigh when her cock fell out of the sex doll, slowly retracting back into its sheath. Twilight noticed that the condom didn’t leave with her and used her magic to pull the condom out of the ponnequin, her smile fading when she realized that the love glove broke.

Grumbling, Twilight left for the bathroom to get some cleaning products and went to work cleaning her toy, only to find that it was completely clean. “What the…”

“Having fun, Twilight?” Discord asked, sitting on top of Twilight’s fake mare.

The purple alicorn couldn’t teleport her blanket to cover her rear fast enough. She groaned when she realized it wouldn’t help and let the comforter drop to the floor. “Discord, what are you doing in my room?”

“Just having a bit of fun, is that so wrong?” Discord asked with a chuckle. “I helped you with your problem anyways, you should be thanking me.”

Twilight checked to see if her penis was still there, scowling when it remained. “What do you mean you helped me with my problem? It’s still there.”

“Not that problem, the problem you have with your friends, it was so simple really,” Discord chuckled, ice skating across Twilight’s bedroom.

“And you did what exactly?” Twilight asked, arching a brow in confusion.

Within seconds, her bedroom doors were thrown open. Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash were standing there, looking miffed about something and a bit exhausted from their run to her castle. “Twilight, ya gotta help us.”

“What happened?” Twilight asked, glaring at Discord.

“So I was baking a cake and then I felt a wobbling ear, itchy hoof, and my body was warming up, which was my Pinkie Sense telling me that I was gonna have sex soon, which was weird because it never did that when I needed to masturbate but THEN somepony pushed their party cannon into my party room! I turned to find them and I couldn’t see them at all but they kept on humping away, weird invisible hooves on my butt, and I think a smack across my cheeks or two. Then that jerk came inside me and left without even saying ‘Hi!’, who does that?” Pinkie explained, turning around to show a thin white trail leaving her pussy and going down her leg.

“I was bucking trees when the varmit took me by surprise, I tried to buck him off but it didn’t stop the jerk at all, he just kept going until he filled me up like a-like a… I’m so mad that I can’t even make a simile anymore, Twi. Ya gotta help,” Applejack added.

“At least you two felt it, I woke up to find that somepony fucked me during my nap! I wouldn’t be against it if they at least raced me or took me to dinner but 'nooo', Mr. Coward had to do me while I was napping because he isn’t stallion enough to take me on for real,” Rainbow groaned, using her tail to cover up her marehood.

“Well, it’s obvious we need to use spells to detect the invisible? Were any other pony targeted?” Twilight asked, feeling scared of what just happened.

The room went silent, save for the sounds of Discord eating popcorn on Twilight’s bed. Applejack stepped forward and looked up to Twilight. “Every single grown pony in Ponyville had been creampied, Twilight. Every mare got a pussy full of the invisible jerk’s cum and every stallion found that their butts weren’t safe. In fact… I think you might be the only adult pony in Ponyville that hasn’t been rutted by the pervert.”

“Is-is that so?” Twilight uttered nervously, cursing Discord and her new anatomy for this mess.

Then a light blinded everyone in the room and there stood Celestia, glaring at the spirit of Chaos, faint traces of white goo dripping from between her hind legs. “Discord…”

“Yes, Tia? How are you this evening?” Discord asked, lounging in the air.

“Why in Equestria did both myself and my sister sudden feel something very akin to my student’s genitals enter us and fill our wombs with her essence while we were discussing taxes with every noble in Canterlot?” Celestia growled, marching up to Discord as if he were an annoying pest.

“You didn’t say ‘no’...” Discord chuckled nervously, floating away from three angry mares. Pinkie was too busy asking Twilight about her princesshood to care about Discord being punished.

He was later scolded by Celestia and punished to clean up after his latest prank. Except Fluttershy, who thanked for three hours… it was literally three hours of her chanting ‘thank you’ to Discord, nothing else.