“Well I think she’s used to us,” Ledger said aloud, “And I don’t think she’s got too many more questions that we can’t answer later on down the line as they become relevant. What say we turn this into Truth or Dare instead?”

“You just wanna get laid,” Midnight giggled and she nodded. “Sure, as long as you pick up your game this time.”

“Whaaa?” Cider crawled back to the circle, her mind still in a daze. Several more images flashed in her mind and Ledger was treated to the emotion of Cider being taken by both of them. The mare shuddering just at the mere thought.

“Fair enough,” Ledger said as he spun the bottle, watching it twirl and come to a rest pointing at Midnight. “Truth or dare, love?”

“Bring it! I choose Dare!”

Ledger smirked and tapped a hoof to his chin before grinning wickedly. “Just hold still,” he said, scooting close and looking at the batpony. A few seconds passed as he gathered up all the lust energy she’d given him tonight..before he forcefully kissed her and shoved it all back where it had come from. “Dare you not to do anything with that for a good five minutes.”

The mare shuddered, before smiling at him like nothing had happened. “Easy,” she smiled cheerfully. It seems a certain somebuggy forgot she could control her emotions.

“Cheater,” Ledger pouted before taking his seat again. “Ah well, your turn.”

She spun the bottle, poking her tongue out at him as it landed on Cider. “Oh goody~ Truth or Dare, Little Apple Mare~”

“Cute,” Cider giggled before humming. “Eh, buck it. Dare!”

Midnight grinned like a shark. She looked at Ledger and he knew, knew that revenge was coming. “Hmm, I dare you to... give Ledger a dance. A sexy one!”

“D-Dance?” Cider exclaimed. “Ah don’t know how to dance!”

“Sure you do, all ponies can with music...” Midnight hummed a few bars as Cider found her rump shaking a little. She blushed fiercely as she got up and begun to move to Midnight’s song. The dance then turned a little sultry as Midnight changed the tempo, and Cider swung her tail, showing Ledger that he wasn’t the only aroused pony in the room, before she squeaked and promptly sat back down.

“Bravo! Ten points!” Midnight clapped her hooves. Damn that was hot!

“And while I did enjoy that,” Ledger said with a wicked smile. “Something tells me you did too~”

“Ah did not!” Cider protested, her eyes looking everywhere except Ledger. Ledger snickered and rolled his eyes.

“Methinks the mare doth protest too much,” Ledger said in a mock-Trottingham accent.

Cider just blushed again and smacked the bottle, the object landing near the smug Changeling. “Truth or Dare?” she pouted.

“Mmm...I’ll go with dare, make it a nice round,” Ledger said with a smirk.

“Dangit! Oh!” she smiled as she looked at him. “Can you do me?”

Ledger let that hang there in the air for a moment before his grin intensified and he started laughing lewdly at the mare. “Pretty sure that’s an ending question, little miss, but if you want me to, just turn around,” he teased.

“A-AH meant transform into me ya darned pervert!” she shouted, her face was glowing red as Midnight howled with laughter.

With another smirk, Ledger lit his horn up...and sitting in front of Apple Cider was the fraternal twin she never knew she had. It was like staring into a weird mirror. Mostly because Level had kept his gender constant through the transformation.

“Wow, stallion-Cider is hot,” Midnight drooled. She looked at the mare version and blinked. “Can I make out with him... er, you.. umm... You get the idea!”

“Is it bad I find that really attractive?” Cider blinked.

“Nah, most ponies are a little curious what they’d look like as the opposite gender when they first find out their acquaintance is a ‘ling,” Ledger said with a wave of his hoof. “You shoulda seen Midnight drool over her ‘twin brother’.”

“Twincest is Wincest!” Midnight shouted. “Oh, idea~ You now have to remain like that until somepony dares you out of it!”

“Meh, as long as you don’t dare me to lose my gender, I’ll deal,” Ledger said, shrugging his shoulders before looking up at his forehead with crossed eyes. “I might cheat and give myself a horn, though. I like my magic.”

“Wings too!” Midnight said. “All hail Prince Cider!”

“Now yer just being ridiculous,” Cider sighed. “It’s yer turn Lev... Cider... Other me!”

The stallion-Cider knocked the bottle watching as it came to a stop on Cider and smiling. “Truth or dare?” he asked the pony.

“Um... Truth!” she replied. She wasn’t gonna trust him to dare... yet~

“Mkay, I’ll be nice to you,” Ledger said with a smirk, waiting for her to take a sip of her drink. “If you had to pick one of us to sleep with right now, which would it be and why?”

The resulting spit-take was quite impressive, with Level-Cider getting a bath from it. “W-W-What? Uh, do ah really gotta answer that?”

“The penalty is to take a Dare from me~” Midnight added with a ‘click’ of her fangs.

“Truth it is!” Cider agreed. “W-Well... ah guess, Ledger... and no Miss Song, it’s not cause of ‘that’ reason. Ah’m just used to stallion company is all, and ah haven’t had enough t’drink to get a mare to bed yet.” Then she realised what she implied and facehooved. “Aw Ponyfeathers.”

“The actual penalty is to take a drink, by the way,” Ledger said while snickering. “So yeah, good luck on not waking up next to Midnight now that she knows.” With another moment to let the mare stew, Ledger poked the bottle again. “Your turn to spin, miss Cider.”

“It’s mine actually,” Midnight replied, spinning the bottle. When it landed on herself... again, she just sighed. “Figures. Well, guess you both get to ask me then. Ledger first.”

“Truth or dare, Midnight?” Ledger kicked off, waiting for her response as he grinned mischievously.

“Dare, to make up for your pitiful failure for the last one,” she winked. “Try not to disappoint me hmm?”

Ledger grinned and got up from his position of laying on the ground so that he could retake his seat, before gesturing Midnight over. “I dare you to sit in my lap as I am now until you’re done with whatever Apple Cider asks of you without doing anything.” Indeed, he still seemed to be quite erect.

“Hmm, I guess I can do that..” Well, that’s what she said anyway. She walked around to him and sat down carefully, his member pressed between her back and his chest. She had to unfurl her wings, otherwise the spurs on them would have been dangerously close to it.

“Comfy?” she asked sweetly. Ledger responded by hugging her close and kissing at her neck. Hey, he never said he wouldn’t do anything, only that she couldn’t~

“You... oh, touche Level Ledger,” Midnight hummed as she looked at Cider. “Okay Applebutt. Let’s see what you got. I pick Dare for you as well.”

Cider chuckled and looked at them. “Oh Level? Did you bring that gift I gave you earlier?”

Ledger didn’t pause in his ministrations as a blue horn grew on his head. A silver glow encompassed it as his saddlebags opened, the bottle of Crystal Berry wine floating onto the table. Only once it landed did the horn melt away again while he stopped. “I keep meaning to share with Midnight and keep forgetting,” he admitted. “Fortunately I put a small preservation charm on it when I had a moment.”

The mare looked to Midnight and smiled, a smile usually reserved for the Thestral’s muzzle. “I dare you, Miss Midnight Song. To chug the whole bottle...”

“I’m sorry what?” Midnight blinked. Okay, she was not expecting this. “Well... okay then, but i warn you, I can hold my liquor.” She took the bottle in both hooves and decided a little revenge on Ledger was appropriate. He said she couldn’t do anything to him. She held the bottle and stroked it with a hoof. “Oooh, it’s so hard~ And so big~” she purred in a husky tone. “I don’t... I don’t know if it’ll fit~”

“You’ve already said you had bigger,” Ledger snickered, getting into the teasing mood as well as he resumed nibbling at the mare in his lap. One hoof rubbed along her spine and paid special attention to where her wings connected.

Okay, that was cheating. Words never got very far with Level and she couldn’t touch him. She just sighed and uncorked the bottle, before placing her lips around it and tilting her head back, chugging about half the bottle before she had to stop and let out a small moan at Level’s touch.

“Damn, this is good...” she purred, nursing the bottle. But she’d lost the dare still, since she couldn’t drink the whole thing. “If somepony wasn’t running interference!”

“That was the idea,” Ledger said as he grew a horn again and gently tugged the bottle from her grasp. “Now take your seat and take just one drink as penalty, Miss Song. At least you kept your hooves to yourself~”

“Oh? I wasn’t allowed to use my hooves... just my hooves?” she said cutely, as her tongue gave his length a looooong lick before she moved back to her seat, grinning widely.

Ledger gave off a shudder and a moan before taking ahold of the bottle and sipping at it, nodding his approval at the taste. “Right, who’s turn is it? I think Midnight went last…”

Cider spun the bottle, her eyes still on that throbbing meat. It landed on Midnight though and she sighed internally. “Truth or Dare Miss Song?”

“Truth,” she replied.

“Where did y’all learn to use yer tongue like that?”

“Oooh, something even Levvy hasn’t asked me yet,” Midnight giggled. “Well, as part of my training, I hard to learn fine muscle control, and one day i got the idea, what if I could move my tongue like that... so I practised until I could.”

“...That’s it?” Cider blinked.

“Well, remember that dragon I told you about?” Cider nodded and the batpony continued. “Prehensile tongues and tails... let that mill in you brain for a bit.”

It didn’t take Cider long to blush and one hoof idly rubbed her thigh. “Oh... oh wow...”

“That’s what I was saying, a lot~” Midnight giggled.

“Guess that explains why you learned,” Ledger snickered before tapping the bottle with a hoof, watching as it came to rest on Cider. He raised one eyebrow at the mare while she picked which fate she would prefer.

“Hmm,” Cider hummed. “Ah’m feeling.... daring~”

Ledger blinked, not expecting this as he pulled another drink from the bottle. A thought occurred as he looked at Midnight.

“I dare you to let Midnight nibble on you for three minutes,” Ledger said, his grin not small at all.

Cider’s eyes widened. Nopenopenopenopenope... oooh, why was Miss Song looking at her like that... Oh Sweet Celestia!

“The best way to conquer a fear is to face it,” Midnight whispered. “Do you trust me Cider?”

“It’s not that I’m afraid... it’s just-ooohhhh~” she gave a throaty moan as Midnight’s fangs grazed her neck, combing through the fur and pulling lightly at her skin before giving her a gentle nip. The Earth Pony shuddered and the look on her face was one that Ledger recognised. Was she actually...?

Midnight’s hoof stroked the mare’s leg, just falling short of touching her, as she continued to assault her neck with small kisses and bites. But when her hoof moved that extra inch, Apple Cider cried out as her body shook, Midnight pulling back as the earth pony slumped her her shoulder, panting heavily.

“Uh, Cider... did you just...?”

“F-Fear... ain’t... the problem,” she panted.

“Somepony likes their books about crystal thestrals a bit too much,” Ledger sing-songed. “Maybe I should nibble her next...in my normal form.”

“I was not expecting that,” Midnight hummed. “You okay Cider?”

“Y-yeah...” she gasped, then stammered when Midnight put a hoof to her lips and licked it experimentally.

“Ooh, you’re right Levvy, she does taste like cider.”

“D-Don't lick it!” Cider blushed, batting the thestral away.

“Well I’m pretty sure that wasn’t three minutes, but I’m pretty sure if Midnight tried again, we’d end up needing to replace your flooring,” Ledger snickered. “Still, you went for it and that’s what matters, so no drink for you.” The temporary earth-pony stallion looked at Midnight and wiggled his eyebrows.

“I try,” Midnight smiled, taking a small bow. She was just glad to have somepony that she could use her charms on. She spun the bottle and it landed on Cider, the Thestral smiling widely.

“Ooh, you know what to do Applebutt!”

“T-truth... ah can’t... handle a dare right now.”

“Aww, fine.” Song pouted. “Are you comfortable with this? As in, all three of us together?”

Well, that took a turn for the different in regards to the mood. Cider caught her breath and paused. “Well, we’re here aren’t we? So that should be answer enough.”

“Works for me,” Song smiled.

Cider spun the bottle and it landed on Ledger. “Okay, Mr. Ledger. Y’all know the drill by now.”

“Hmm,” Ledger said, actually curious. “What the hay. Dare.”

“Um...” Cider then got a wicked idea. “Okay. for the next three minutes. You are not allowed to move a muscle. And return to your normal form if you will.”

Ledger blinked before his temporary disguise melted away, revealing his normal form. “Just to clarify,” he said before the mare said anything. “I’m allowed to speak, breathe, and blink, right? Otherwise this dare will be impossible.”

“Well obviously,” Cider giggled. “And I’ll require an assistant. Is there anypony in the audience that wants to help?”

“Ooh, Ooooh! Pick me!” Midnight bounced and squeed when Cider nodded. The two mares approached the stallion and smiled.

“Follow my lead Miss Midnight?”

“Ladies first, Miss Cider~” the batpony smiled back.

The Changeling soon found both mares licking at his rigid member, their hooves caressing his body as they took turns licking the shaft and suckling the tip. Ledger hissed but held himself still, recalling the terms of the dare. Oh buck, this would be a hard one to do!

...He wasn’t even sure he wanted them to stop when three minutes were up...

The mares giggled as they now paused to take him in their mouths, one bobbed their head along his shaft while the other caressed his balls and stroked the base of his cock. Then, as Cider stepped over him, his length prodding tantalisingly close to her entrance, the clock chimed and she smiled, stepping away.

“Oooh, and time is up,” she said. “Thanks for playing~”

Ledger twitched a little at being blue-balled so hard, before sighing and looking at the bottle. “Well, that was interesting,” he said aloud. Internally he wanted nothing more than to take both of the mares, right now...but he at least still had some decency. He waited for Midnight to pull back and sit in her place before he would tap the bottle again.

Midnight gave him one last kiss, her hoof rubbing the tip of his member as she kissed him deeper...

“Miss Song?” Cider reminded her.

“Ah, right...” she pulled back and sat in her spot, licking her hoof and making quite a show of it too. Ledger groaned a little, but tapped the bottle...and watched as it landed on himself.

“Oh great. Okay, for Midnight I pick truth, and for Cider...what the hay, the last one wasn’t so bad, you can dare me again when Song’s done.”

“Okay,” Midnight hummed. “Truth, are you sick of this game yet?”

“And Dare,” Cider chimed in. “That you can’t take the both of us~”

Ledger blinked before grinning widely and gently grabbing ahold of both mares in his magic. “In order, yes, I am, and yes, I can,” he said, pulling the mares along as he looked towards the staircase. “You might need new sheets when all is said and done, Cider,” Ledger said as he began the trek upstairs with both mares floating along behind him.