The music got turned down low. I stripped down entirely. Pinkie Pie procured from nowhere some kind of beanbag chair, though it seemed more filled with some kind of foam than beads. I was plopped rather unceremoniously onto it, and Rainbow Dash moved into position to keep contentedly rubbing her face in my oversized package. The rest of the girls rearranged the chairs into a circle in the middle of the room, with me seated prominently at one end.

Part of me wanted to imagine I was sitting on a throne in front of my harem, but my lowered position made it feel much more like I was being judged by the Council of Boobs.

"I'm a little lost," I confessed in a quiet voice. "I've never… been to an orgy before."

"This is an orgy?" Twilight wondered aloud.

Pinkie looked around. "I thought we were gonna do what I said! Just pair off with Pascal one at a time while the rest of us watch! I mean, does anypony have a problem with that?"

Judging by the shaking heads, the shrugs, and the neutral replies, it sounded like no one did. I would've started sweating if Rainbow's treatment hadn't already heated me up. "That – ah, mm – that seems awfully one-sided."

"It's your party," Octavia said with a slight roll of her eyes. "It seems like many times now that we've reminded you of that."

Derpy fidgeted in her seat, rubbing her moist pussy against the chair. "He's very shy. H-Hard for him to take the initiative."

"Ah, so there's the catch," Applejack quipped with a smirk. "Knew the 'human stud' was a little too good to be true."

"Ah, what I mean is…" I started, but then Rainbow Dash engulfed my dick in her warm mouth again, causing me to arch forward. "Rainbow, Rainbow, not… Gimme a second, alright?"

My dick popped out of her mouth, and the brash pegasus looked up at me questioningly. "Hold on. What am I going to do while you're fucking all my friends?"

I laughed helplessly. "One thing at a time…! Um, what I meant to say is that, uh… I'm staring down the barrel of eight more orgasms, if I can even manage that, while you girls might only get one or two?"

"I repeat my previous statement," Octavia muttered.

"'If'?" Mrs. Cake echoed, tilting her head.

Twilight coughed. "We spent all afternoon surgically improving his sexual performance, but we still don't know where his upper limit is. It might not be as much as a stallion's yet." I pointed weakly at the alicorn and nodded in agreement.

"I think we'll be fine…" Derpy said with a dopey smile. "He went four times in a row with me before this treatment. If we arouse him enough, he'll make it through for all of us."

Applejack let out a deep, chesty laugh that made her orange melons quake. "Huh huh huh huh… So it's not an orgy at all, then. It's a sexy trial by fire."

While they spoke, I watched them, trying to figure out where my version of reality wasn't matching up with theirs… and then it hit me. It wasn't an orgy because I was the only valid target of sexual activity, not each other. None of them looked at the others with desire, at least not openly. Even if they did want something like that… it wasn't socially okay to express it, even under the parameters of the Normal so far. That was slightly fucked up.

I had to phrase this carefully. "Still, though… If any of you are bi or even curious, there's no reason you can't please each other while you wait or if you need to cool off."

There was a mildly uncomfortable silence as the girls looked amongst each other, but otherwise made no overt moves or reactions.

"Um… Who's bisexual or even lesbian in this group?"

Only two hands raised. One at the far end, belonging to Pinkie Pie, and one right in front of me, belonging to the pegasus nuzzling my shaft.

"You too, Dashie?!" Pinkie exclaimed.

Rainbow Dash raised her head, not even looking back at the other ponies. "Hey, the Wonderbolts have sex gods of both genders. Be a shame not to admire both of them…" She went back to nuzzling my junk. "But that was before…"

A round of 'of course's came from the other Elements of Harmony. Pinkie bounced in her seat a bit, blushing hard. "Well, for me, I… I mean, I like both, I like to see both happy, even though I haven't… well…"

This was shattering all kinds of headcanon. I hadn't realized I'd had so many preconceived notions, but now I was watching them vanish right in front of me. "So who here's not a virgin?"

Four hands went up this time. Mrs. Cake, Octavia, Derpy, and Rainbow Dash. The other five Elements of Harmony tried not to look me in the eye.

Mrs. Cake giggled. "I've only had eyes for my Carrot Cake."

Octavia crossed her legs. "It's been quite a long time since my last – and first – coltfriend. We parted amicably, but I was looking for a permanent partnership, and he couldn't keep up with my creative pursuits."

Rainbow Dash grinned. "I experimented in a locker room or two. Until you put this dick on my mind, I always had a thing for other strong athletes like me, colt or filly."

Derpy's lust actually seemed to abate for a bit. "Before you," she said a little sadly, "I had one little fling… Right after graduation. He was kind of a jerk about my eyes, so I dumped him."

That put a big speed bump in the way of the sexual tension. "Geez, Derpy… I didn't–"

"It's okay," she assured me with a genuine smile. "I know I got some issues because of that, and most ponies in Ponyville have been really nice to me. But yes, if you want to know why I like you so much… That might be part of it."

"That's really sweet, Ditzy," Twilight commented quietly.

I looked at the other side of the circle. "So what about the rest of you?"

Rarity grinned nervously. "Oh, you know… Waiting for my Prince Charming…"

"Like Ah said," Applejack muttered, "had neither the time nor the suitors. Pretty sure I like stallions, though."

Twilight just stared straight down into the cleavage of her enhanced boobs. "I've… only ever had a crush… or two…"

Pinkie Pie actually seemed to be thinking hard about it. "Ponies go out of their way to make sure I'm not around during their sexy time. Heck if I know why!"

"Ah think that's called 'privacy'?" Applejack suggested wryly.

"Well, duh, but more than that! Like I can't be in the same building in the same hour as anything sexy. Like everypony thinks I'm going to magically appear and spy on them or something!" She laughed aloud. "Which is just silly! I only do that when I want to be friends with ponies! I don't wanna make friends mid-coitus – that's the worst time for a first impression!"

Somepony cleared their throat, wasn't sure who. Might've been me.

"Oh, right. Well, truth is, I don't really think about sex or sexy things that much. Part of that's my upbringing on the rock farm, but more than that; I'm just too busy trying to make sure ponies are happy, really truly happy! And that's way easier to do with parties than sex or orgies. More efficient, more effective, and longer lasting!" She beamed at me. "Obviously, for you this is a special case where both work at once!"

"So how do you know yer bi?" Applejack asked cautiously.

"Oh! I thought about it one time, and I decided I liked both."

"Naturally," the farmer deadpanned.

Fluttershy, however, raised her hand a little bit. "I've, uh, always thought I had enough femininity in my life, because of, well, you know…" She shook her shoulders gently, sending her giant breasts swaying. "So whenever I think about… that sort of thing, I usually think about… um, stallions, I guess." She gazed around at the others' bare tits rather indirectly, almost as if she didn't want to get caught. "But... I'd never really bothered to look before, and, um, now I'm wondering."

Rarity smiled at the busty pegasus. "That's quite brave of you to say, Fluttershy. You know, I'm honestly glad we're close enough friends that we can share these things candidly with one another."

Twilight finally looked up. "...You're right, Rarity. Even if it doesn't lead to anything between us, we're getting to know each other better. That's worth it." Some of her nervousness seemed to have disappeared.

Derpy raised her hand. "Um, for the record, I wouldn't mind experimenting either. My coltfriend likes big breasts, and y'know what? I'm starting to see the appeal too."

At this point, Applejack just laughed and laughed, causing confusion in the others. "Come on!" she cackled, and gestured at me. "Don't you see what he's doing? Not only is he tryin' to get some girl-on-girl action goin', he's stallin' and tryin' to make sure he doesn't have to account for all of us!"

Busted.

I held my hands up in a prolonged shrug. "Can you blame me for having a little performance anxiety?" I croaked.

"Oh, not at all, not… at… all," Applejack responded with a sultry grin. And then she got up from her chair. "But Ah hope you can forgive me for gettin' a little… impatient."

Applejack undid her jeans and commenced the not so easy task of pushing them off her hips. I realized with dawning, terrifying clarity that I'd been paying so much attention to these mares' tits that I'd somehow forgotten the other half of the hourglass. Just about every mare here had a thin waist and flaring hips, and those that didn't had an even bigger shelf of ass behind them. Until now, they'd all been hidden by pants.

The farmer's jeans came off entirely, revealing her thick legs defined by powerful muscle. I barely noticed that she still had a pair of plain green briefs on. She turned around, swishing her blonde tail to catch my eye. From behind, her calves and hamstrings made a hell of an impression, combined with a slight layer of fat giving her legs some compelling curves all on their own. But the stars of the show were the glutes right above them.

She hooked her thumbs into her underwear and smirked back at me, leaning down and around to keep her eyes on me as she sloooowly lowered the last remaining garment. It was a pose straight out of the worthiest pinups, and her massive, hanging, still perfectly shaped breasts that I could see from behind made it all the better.

Applejack kept her legs straight and pushed her underwear down until she had nothing left to cover. Somehow I'd expected this, but the reality was that her ass was incredible. Given the size, I thought it would be like her breasts; the one soft exception to her toned physique. Instead, her buttocks looked just as strong as the rest of her. But between her wide hips, thick thighs, and powerful back, her ass was still humongous. It didn't bubble out like a shelf, but instead it formed two giant almost-spherical cheeks, bulging out from her sculpted body and bringing the picture of sexualized strength together.

Rainbow Dash pulled off my cock, which was now rock-hard and starting to pulse with need. "Wow. He really liked that, AJ," she mumbled, her eyes still never leaving my cock.

Applejack kicked her underwear off and turned back to face me, switching the view of her ass to the view of her huge, soft breasts again. "Make some room, Dash. I'm getting this party started…"

"But I still don't know what I'm gonna do while you're fucking!" Rainbow protested. "How long is it gonna be before I can have this cock again?!"

I groaned and tried to hold back the rush of arousal caused by that statement. "Um, Rainbow…" Fortunately, I'd long since figured out a solution. "You're going to be my fluffer, cleaning me off and getting me ready between girls."

The pegasus looked confused for a second, and then her eyes lit up. The guarantee of being able to play with my cock every round seemed to work.

"And in the meantime, as my servant, you'll go and 'help' out any of the other waiting girls who want some… 'assistance.'"

Rainbow actually saluted. "You got it, boss!" She finally got up from her place between my legs and looked around to see who needed 'help.'

But as much as I wanted to watch the Sexy Adventures of Submissive Rainbow Dash, my channel was quickly changed to the All Orange All the Time Network as Applejack got in close enough to fill my entire field of view.

She knelt and then crawled over me, her breasts smooshing against my upper torso, neck, and chin. Her bare muscled thighs rubbed against my weak, recently shrunk ones, as if to highlight the enormous difference between them. My cock was flattened against her abs, sticky pre getting squeezed out between the two of us.

I craned my head up to look at the face of the tall mare that was smothering me. She had a lustful sneer on her face, as if to say without words, 'I got you now.'

She lifted herself a little farther forward, completely burying me in her impossibly firm breasts and bringing her dripping wet gash in line with my cock. I felt her lips part open, and then she lowered down, swallowing me whole. In the same motion, her hands dug under my shoulders and lifted me up, pushing me further and further into her cleavage. I was now almost upright, but completely crushed against Applejack's body.

Once I was snugly between her boobs, Applejack's hands left my shoulders and wrapped around the sides of her tits, grasping at her nipples and pushing in the two pillowy masses with her elbows. The only indication I got of all this was that my prison of boobflesh suddenly got a lot tighter on all sides, my face squished between sweet, soft, earthy-smelling tit. But her breasts retained a lot of their shape even with the squeezing, which meant a surprising amount of force got applied to my head, shutting out all hope of light and oxygen.

Her cunt constricted tightly around me, and her hips pumped up and down my 10-inch length. Her legs wrapped around mine under my knees, preventing me from moving. I was completely trapped, dominated in every physical way by Applejack's huge, strong body. It wasn't all pleasant – it was clearly meant to be her kind of winkingly ironic revenge for me playing coy earlier – but I fucking loved it.

Up and down, up and down she went, not once letting up or easing off in any of the ways she was keeping me tightly restrained. I was starting to get light-headed, desperate both to cum and get fresh air.

No longer stunned by her treatment, I found that she'd left my arms free. My hands reached up to her breasts to try and grope at the abundant skin, but I found myself blocked by her own arms already doing the work of tugging at her nipples and stroking along the sides. I ran my hands along the supple undersides and relished the sensation, but it wasn't getting me any closer to freedom. I outright tried to make an opening for myself, but Applejack wasn't having that either.

"Nuh-uh," I heard through the muffling of her boobs. "Ya gotta make me cum first. C'mon, you can figure it out… Already got me plenty riled up with that show…!"

She pumped on my dick even harder, her wide hips slamming against mine, her pussy gripping me as hard as it could up and down my length. The sensation was exquisite, but my lack of breath kept me from enjoying it to the fullest. My hands desperately groped for whatever they could, running down her sides and back and waist until they landed on her ass.

As big as Applejack's butt was, I could feel that it was almost all muscle. Her globes tightened up rock-hard on each rise of her hips, then released and jiggled slightly when they slammed back down. I did the only thing I could and grabbed two big handfuls of it.

"Ah!" I barely heard her cry out. "Yeah, there we go…!"

That was my way out. I squeezed and pulled and pushed every square inch I could reach. And I did so as hard as I could, since her tight, muscled ass required it. She really seemed to enjoy the attention. Her cunt squirted every time I squeezed a sensitive spot. She was starting to lose her rhythm. But she maintained her strokes diligently, not letting me out of her prison in any way, shape, or form.

Eventually, my hands found their way to the nub of her tail, giving me an idea. I pressed one hand down on the base, and with the other, I grabbed a firm handful of her yellow weave and pulled hard.

"Guh!" Her hips paused for a second, and her pussy rippled around my cock. She started back up again, but her lower body was starting to tremble. "What was tha-"

I adjusted my hands to get a better grip, and pulled hard again.

"Uhhhhn!" she groaned out. Her milking of my cock ceased, and I could almost feel her on the edge of an orgasm. "You… You fuckin' cheater…! How did you-"

I pulled and kept pulling, yanking her tail and keeping it yanked as long as I could.

She arched her back, pulling me forward with her. "Yuuuuhh!" Her hands squeezed her breasts even tighter around my head, stimulating her nipples roughly. Her ass quivered, her legs locked tightly around mine, and her cunt pulsed in warm, wet waves around my dick. The knowledge that I was bringing her off finally pushed me over the edge, and my orgasm triggered. Still running out of air, I kept lightly tugging her tail to keep her own spasms going.

For what felt like almost a minute, we remained embraced, her pussy gobbling up everything I had to offer deep inside it. Even once my load had stopped firing, she still convulsed around me, moaning quietly over my head.

Finally, mercifully, she pulled her breasts apart, and I gasped for breath. I fell back against the beanbag chair, looking utterly pleasured. I wasn't sure how close I'd been to passing out, but I hardly cared.

"Pascal…?" I heard Twilight ask in a shy voice. "Are you alright?"

I held up a thumbs-up.

"He sure, ah, looks like it!" Pinkie gasped out.

Applejack lifted off me, her pussy 'schlorp'ing off my cock and still dripping our combined fluids. She was breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling dramatically. She put a hand on the small of her back. "How… How the hay did you know I like my tail pulled? Heck, I didn't know I like my tail pulled…!"

I spread my arms out weakly in response. "Desperate times. Lucky guess." I swallowed and tried to breath more steadily.

"The 'considerate lover,' indeed," Octavia remarked playfully.

"Fuckin'… natural…" Applejack groaned. She turned around and walked shakily towards her seat. "Ah'm good. Whoever's next can go fer it."

Before anyone else could react, Rainbow Dash bounded away from her spot between Pinkie's bare thighs – wait, what? – and got back to my cock, licking and sucking it clean. "Mmmmm," she moaned, "Pascal and AJ…"

Despite being on my third recovery of the session, Rainbow Dash's quick and loving treatment was getting me up rather quickly. There was no hesitation from the rest of my body once it was clear I was going to see more action; the blood just started rushing back. Twilight and the doctors had done a really good freaking job.

Mrs. Cake squirmed a bit in her seat, and then stood up. "If no one minds…"

I noticed Twilight's hand raise subtly by a couple of inches, but she forced it back down before anyone else saw.

As the matron began to strip, Rainbow released my hard cock from her mouth and grinned at me. "Feeling ready, champ?"

All I could do was nod wordlessly.

"Darn. Was hoping you'd say 'no.' See you in a bit!" She got up and walked back over to Pinkie Pie, who looked terribly excited by just about everything that was happening.

Mrs. Cake finished removing the rest of her clothes. Her body was a stark contrast to Applejack's; pudgy, rounded off by fat instead of muscle. But there wasn't a single inch of her that looked saggy or misshapen. Her curves were still lovely and round, her skin was still soft and unblemished. There was simply more and more of her. And her hips and thighs – damn! – were making Applejack's applebucking equipment look undernourished in comparison. Not to mention her ginormous breasts, which wobbled off her chest with overbearing ripeness.

The baker blushed heavily under my scrutiny. "This… ahem, this is the first time I've ever shown myself to another stallion… or to so many mares at once outside the school showers…"

"You look amazing," I assured her.

My compliment put a wide, still embarrassed smile on her face. "That's sweet of you to say, dear. But I'm sure you wouldn't mind a much trimmer mare…"

I shook my head. "You're so… big. And not an ounce of it is going to waste. That's part of what blows my mind about this place: The variety. You're just as drop-dead sexy as anyone else here."

A few of the other mares 'aww'd at that, which make me chuckle. Mrs. Cake had a little laugh as well. "Good answer. Sometimes I think Carrot's a little crazy for loving a mare like me so much, but… It's a compliment to hear that other stallions share his taste."

"C'mon, Cup!" Pinkie exclaimed from the other side of the circle. "You don't really think that, do you? You two are the loviest, doviest couple in Ponyville!"

"Oh, don't mind me, Pinkie Pie," Mrs. Cake looked back and assured her. "Just the worries of an older mare. They come and go." She turned to me and gave me a sultry little smile. "Now, let's see what I can do for you, shall we?"

I couldn't manage much more than a dopey grin and a "Yeah…"

"I have a little idea. Would you mind getting up for a second?"

It was a bit of an effort, but I managed to roll off the pillowy chair and get to my knees. Mrs. Cake strode over to the seat and plopped herself down in it, bulging the contents nearly to the breaking point with her mass. Her wide buttocks crossed most of the width of the cushion, and her straining breasts filled a good portion of her lap.

Mrs. Cake then lifted her breasts up and shimmied her thighs a bit. "Why don't you get settled in here?"

My eyes went wide, and if there was a more stupid, vapid smile I could have on my face at that moment, I couldn't imagine it. With clumsy eagerness, I crawled and slid myself across Mrs. Cake's fat legs, which felt softer and more welcoming than the chair itself. Once I was pressed against her belly, she dropped her breasts onto me, covering my torso and most of my face with cerulean tit, with her nipple somewhere near my ear. My legs draped off to the side, and my erection pressed up against the side of her right breast.

Needing no more prompting than that – since this position was a deep-seated fantasy of mine – I maneuvered her left breast so it was squishing directly up against my face, her puffy, slightly inverted nipple in front of my mouth. I opened my mouth and latched on, sucking and licking hard to draw out her hidden nub.

In seconds, my mouth was filled with a deluge of pony breastmilk. The incredible fullness of her breasts I'd noticed all this time had been the result of what had to be gallons of milk stored in her fleshy tanks. Made sense, having two babies to feed and all.

The milk was even more delicious than Derpy's. I was smothered in warm flesh from below, to the side, and above. And to top it all off, Mrs. Cake held my head up with one hand and grabbed my cock with the other, using her hand and her breast to stroke me off. I was nearly beside myself with pleasure.

"That's more like it…" she cooed, her voice taking on a warm, motherly tone that sent tingles down my spine. "Something a little softer after Applejack's rough treatment. Isn't that just perfect?"

"Hey, Ah was keepin' an eye on 'im," the farmer tiredly spoke up. "Wasn't gonna let anything bad happen."

"Of course, dear, but your aftercare leaves something to be desired," Mrs. Cake replied, not taking her eyes off me as she talked. "Not that I mind too much. I was wondering what my part to play was going to be, and you gave me a perfect opportunity."

"Uh… okay," Applejack mumbled, slightly confused.

Mrs. Cake leaned down to me and spoke in a near-whisper. "I want to save intercourse for my husband later tonight, if that's alright with you. This show will rile me up but good, and I want that to be his special present for being so understanding with all this."

I nodded a couple of times, shaking the surface of her breast with my lips. That was just fine with me. I had no bone to pick with Mr. Cake – he seemed like a cool guy, and the two of them looked really, genuinely happy together. Homewrecking was not on the agenda tonight.

"Oh, good. Thank you, Pascal. Don't worry about bringing me off, then; this is all about you." A deep chuckle emanated from her, and she started rubbing my cock up against the side of her breast more firmly. "Though, now that you've got me thinking about it… I'm sure if you asked, you could talk him into sharing our bedroom with you… Show you some tricks for pleasing the stable of mares you're picking up… Is that something you'd like to explore sometime down the line?"

My eyes remained closed, but my eyebrows shot up my forehead. Was she, a married mare, giving me an open invitation to a threesome? A threesome with her husband, sure, but… There was also the subtle unspoken hint of 'Sure, you don't get to fuck me in this public setting, but imagine what we could get up to behind closed doors?'

In response, precum pooled at the tip of my cock and dripped onto Mrs. Cake's stroking hand.

"Ooh! Let's call that an RSVP. Now, let's get you off." She began to alternate between stroking my dick with her hand, rubbing it from side to side against her breast, and lightly smacking her tit with my cockhead. And I just kept feeding off her breastmilk, my hips squirming under her treatment.

Having been lulled into this soft, erotic state of bliss, my orgasm hit me before I knew it. There was no awareness left in my mind to give a warning; I just let fly in Mrs. Cake's hand. She let out a coo of surprise as white semen shot out of me to stain the floor, her breasts, and her fingers. Cumming relaxed me, completed the feeling of total comfort.

My legs slowly untensed as the orgasm cooled down. I drank a few more gulps of Mrs. Cake's milk, and then released the turgid nipple, fluids dribbling down my chin.

"Enjoy that, honey?" she asked.

I nodded, lapping up a few remnants of liquid that were dripping down her areolae. "Came a little faster than I wanted, but… That was real good."

"As long as you came hard for mommy, dear," Mrs. Cake said sultrily. She giggled at her own absurdity. "Oh goodness, is that a fetish of yours? Being a 'good boy' for 'mommy'? Heehee!"

I chuckled, but shrugged. "I like big breasts, so there's probably a psychological thing there, but… Well, can't say I haven't masturbated to that fantasy before, but I wouldn't say it's my number-one thing."

Mrs. Cake sighed dramatically, as if she were disappointed, but her smirk gave the game away. "Oh, very well. Between you and me, Carrot loves that kind of treatment. Of course, he can just as easily go the other way and pound me across the counter…" She sighed dreamily. "If you treat your girls half as well as he treats me, I think you'll be fine."

"Sounds like you got a good thing going," I remarked. I tucked myself under her breasts a little more snugly, loathe to leave her full-body embrace.

"Not that good, bedroom-wise; the twins have taken up most of our lives, but that has its own joys." Mrs. Cake had a thought and looked over at Twilight. "I'm sure the answer's obvious, but… well, humans and ponies aren't… compatible, right?"

She was right, the answer had to be obvious, but having just cum unprotected inside Lyra and Applejack, even the most remote likelihood of consequences gave me pause.

Twilight, blushing furiously after watching Mrs. Cake bring me off, just shook her head quickly. "No, no, no, that's what all the testing was for," she replied. "No diseases, no genetic compatibility."

"You tested specifically for that?" I couldn't help but ask.

She shook her head even harder. "No, no! I mean, we looked at the genetic sequence, compared it to ours, took notes. No compatibility!"

"Sorry, sorry," I said. This was clearly embarrassing for her.

Twilight took a deep breath and tried to calm down. "It's okay."

Fluttershy looked at her friend with concern. "Um, are you sure you're comfortable, Twilight?" she asked the now dark-red librarian. "I hope you don't feel pressured to…"

"It's really, really fine!" Twilight insisted. "I really do want to be here. It's just… I'm a little out of my depth, is all."

"Same with me," Rarity piped up, squirming in her seat. "If this were truly objectionable, I would have politely asked to leave. That said… This is very… Well, not that I haven't read about it sometimes, if I may be honest, but… This is very new territory."

Twilight just nodded. It looked like she wholly endorsed Rarity's assessment.

Mrs. Cake motioned for me to get up. I gave her giant, milky breasts one last full-body hug, making her laugh a bit, before rolling off her thighs and letting her get off the seat. I got back onto the cushion, and Rainbow Dash rushed over to lick my cock clean again. My libido was pretty calm after Mrs. Cake's treatment and the conversation, though.

This was making me wonder something. "Is there anyone who's just going along with things and would actually prefer not to do this with me?"

Almost everypony assured me they wanted this, even Twilight. But Rarity meekly raised her hand. "I am, and I'm sorry."

"Don't be," I placated her. "What's the problem?"

"I want to save myself for my special somepony… if he ever shows up in my life," Rarity admitted, closing her legs and placing her delicately manicured hands on her lithe thighs, which were covered up by a silky, billowing bottom half of a dress. "Now, if you asked me to, I'd be more than happy to give you something so special on such a special day, to make up for the last two weeks of unpleasantness, but… Part of me hopes you won't."

That was easy to understand. This was a value she held very closely, and not even the Normal could fully overcome that without my prompting. I found that admirable, and I knew I had to speak very carefully so as not to change that too much. "Well, we don't have to if you don't want to."

Rarity let out a sigh of mild frustration. "I want to do something. You find me attractive, right?"

I nodded a little harder than I meant to.

"Then I was part of the problem, and I want to be able to say I helped make things right, rather than I was the only one who sat back and did nothing."

That way of looking at it was a little screwed up, but so was this entire situation; exhibit A was the pegasus-woman tongue-washing my balls. Still, the only thing to do was find some kind of balance. "Okay. Maybe we can… do something less intense that doesn't involve… that?"

"Hopefully much, much less intense than 'that,'" Rarity mumbled. "I want to save as much as I can."

I was struck with an idea. "I think I know what to do."

"Oh?"

"Well, for when it's your turn."

Rarity stood up and looked around at the circle of mares. "Would it be alright if I got mine out of the way?"

Twilight visibly held herself back. "I… Mm… I'm going after you!"

The fashionista looked surprised. "Why, Twilight! You look positively, well… desperate! I can wait if you want to-"

"I'm. Going. Next," Twilight punctuated clearly, looking straight ahead.

"No, darling, I in-sist! You were one of his first partners, were you not? How am I supposed to focus on my efforts knowing I'm delaying somepony so full of… desire?! I simply cannot, will not! Please, Twilight, take your turn. I am in no hurry."

I watched this exchange with a sense of foreboding. There was a certain neediness in the way Twilight looked at me that didn't feel right. What was going on? …Well, I had a guess or two.

Rarity sat back down, and Twilight shakily stood up. Off came her shoes, her socks, her long skirt, and her panties. Each motion was filled with awkward nervousness, or maybe… restraint? She didn't even look at me as she undressed.

Rainbow Dash, who was just licking my clean cock for amusement at this point, looked over at her. "Man, you got her good. First she kisses you, and now she wants you like it's the last day in Equestria."

I swallowed. "Yeah… What was that about?"

"Because Rarity did," Twilight muttered, still not looking at me as she stood naked in front of everypony. "She kissed you because she wanted to, so I did that because I wanted to."

So it had been a Normal thing? 'If X, then Y'? If you want to kiss me, then you can kiss me in front of everyone? Rarity had set the precedent, and because it involved me…

Rarity smiled bashfully. "Well, it was the one thing I very much wanted to do tonight."

Applejack nodded. "Yeah, like Pascal said."

...

She covered her mouth with her hands as all eyes, mine and Rarity's and Derpy's especially, turned towards her. "Oh, shoot. Oh, shoot!"

"Wha...?" was my reaction.

"Sorry sorry sorry!" Applejack exclaimed, covering her eyes next. "I know you told us to forget you said that, but it just slipped out, sorry!"

"Wait, you didn't? You were just… pretending?!"

The apple farmer became very frustrated with herself. "Well, rrgh! Yes and no. You looked so flustered about saying that and insisting on it, so Ah figured the best thing to do would be to pretend it hadn't happened. And I thought I'd pushed it out of mah mind entirely with all this goin' on, but… guess it's not that easy to forget on command. Darn it all."

I looked bewilderedly at Rarity. "But… you still kissed me."

Rarity looked as ashamed as Applejack, as though they had shared a faux pas. "I really did try to forget about what you said… But I still thought you were right about it. After all, it's not that uncommon for somepony to see something obvious in another pony that they themselves don't realize. I thought it was very insightful of you."

What the fuck was going on? I looked down at Rainbow Dash between my legs. "Are you just pretending too?" I almost demanded of her.

Rainbow Dash just quirked an eyebrow back at me. "Do you want me to explain why I'm sucking your cock, or do you want me to suck your cock?"

It said a lot about the kind of man I was that that was a tough question.

"You know what, don't answer that," she muttered, and took half my length in one gulp.

Applejack rubbed her hands down her face, dropped them onto her bare thighs with a clap, and sighed. "Again, really sorry about this, Pascal. Ah'll try to forget about it permanently this time."

Rarity nodded demurely. "Yes, both of us will."

At the same time, Derpy and I gave each other questioning looks. So I hadn't actually controlled their minds at all? Except in Rarity's case, where I had clearly affected her? And what was the deal with Rainbow Dash, then? It was flying in the face of my imperatives… and yet it wasn't at the same time? All I knew was, something in my power of Normal had backfired somehow, and I was too surprised to connect the dots.

"You know what?" I finally said. "Don't worry about it. Not that big a deal." This 'forget' thing was a card I probably didn't want to leave in play right now.

Applejack and Rarity visibly calmed down.

"Are you done?" Twilight said quietly.

Rainbow Dash pulled off my slick cock and gave it a few rubs to test my hardness. "Yep, all yours and ready to go. Enjoy."

Twilight moved towards me and got onto her knees, moving back towards the spot Rainbow Dash had just occupied. Now that she was closer, I could see that she really was holding back in the way she moved – she clearly wanted to get there faster, to get what she wanted quicker, but she didn't want to look like she wanted it so bad.

I gulped and said, "Twilight, what's going on?"

The nude, busty, purple alicorn woman took a deep sniff of my cock, closing her eyes to savor the scent. Then she looked up at me with the most adorable, begging eyes I'd ever seen.

"Can I taste your cum?" she asked.

The request hit me like a gut punch. All I could do was nod my head very slightly.

All restraint vanished. She took nearly all of my cock into her mouth and sucked it for all she was worth. Her huge breasts pressed up against my balls, and her head became buried in my lap. Rainbow's attentions had been an idle, lazy affair, taking the time to feel it out. Twilight's rough blowjob was focused on one thing: Stimulating me as quickly as possible to get her prize. And then her horn glowed.

I felt a jolt of energy run through my genitalia like electricity, and I visibly twitched. It wasn't painful, but buzzing and live, filling my cock with heat and sensation. The feeling stayed, and the longer it stayed the more intense it got. Within seconds, I felt like I was white-hot and vibrating in her mouth while her tongue ran over every inch of it. My balls felt like they were boiling with seed, desperate to shoot.

Shaking, I forced myself to look down at Twilight, for no better reason than to get a good look at the face of the pony doing this to me. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were lidded and sedate, but she kept her gaze up at me. As if to say, 'Well? Are you going to cum now?'

I hadn't lasted even a minute. My hips thrust, and I buried almost everything inside her maw and pulsed hard. I could feel my cum shoot out and splash against the back of her throat, and she began swallowing repeatedly. Her horn glowed a little brighter.

"Aaah!" I cried out, and doubled over in shock. The magical sensations running through me doubled. I felt hotter, more energetic, like every cell down there was being stroked and worshipped individually. Hot on the heels of my orgasm, I felt another, even more powerful building pressure even before the first had even begun to subside. I let out a strangled shout, and my cock pulsed again with a fresh new load of semen to shoot down Twilight's throat. Her horn brightened again, filling the room with light.

My head flew back and my mouth opened to scream, but I couldn't even breathe. Everything had gone white, and I felt like I was on fire in the best way possible. My hands, acting entirely on instinct, latched onto Twilight's head and pushed her down as hard as I could muster. I heard a choke and a moan of pure delight. My whole body twitched over and over again.

There had been no buildup; one moment I was experiencing my first multiple orgasm, and the next my entire existence had been reduced to the experience of orgasm itself – just one constant stream of pleasure looping through my body and flowing into the beautiful Princess's mouth.

I thought it would never end, but eventually the sensation began to ebb away. My hands remained on Twilight's head, for I could not gather the strength to move. My legs kept twitching, and I had to remember to start breathing again.

Twilight pulled my cock out of her throat, but not all the way out of her mouth. She bobbed up and down, rubbing her lips along my re-hardening shaft. "'ore…" she moaned around my girth. "'oooore…"

More? Oh, god. "Twilight… Twilight…!"

She kept sucking without any regard for my pleading. Her eyes were closed, and the look on her face was blissful and lusty as fuck.

I struggled to pull myself together. I had a good idea of what was going on now. "Twilight, please… Ah! This isn't you. You don't have to… to crave my cum like this." I felt outright silly saying it, but in my addled way I had no faculties to lie or call it anything else. "Don't make this an addiction. You're stronger than this… desire. Enjoy the taste, by god, do whatever you want, but don't let it control you. Please, Twilight… please."

Just her mouth, and the thought that the Princess of Friendship was addicted to my cum, brought me close to the edge of yet another powerful cum. And yet, right as I was about to blow, she stopped.

She lifted her head off me, wiped her mouth, and gave me an adorably awkward little smile.

"Sorry about that," she said. "I really felt like I needed it for a second there. Maybe I still feel it a little… but you're right. It's just very tasty, that's all. And watching you cum so many times without being able to… to taste it again had me… Well, you saw."

No longer being stimulated, my cock throbbed in denied need at her own description. But I let out a sigh of relief. It was unbearably hot, the idea that I had affected her this way, but… I couldn't destroy Twilight Sparkle like that. I just couldn't.

The bookworm blushed and brought herself up to an upright kneeling position, her enhanced breasts wobbling in front of me. "We'll call that my turn. And when you get the chance… I think I really could use another sample to study. Especially so I can compare you pre- and post-enhancement."

I winced. If she wasn't going to take care of this throbbing boner she gave me, then I had to deal with it myself soon. "You, rgh, might get your chance right now. Rarity!"

The rest of the room, watching in stunned silence, snapped out of their trance as the attention changed to a different point. Rarity nearly jumped out of her chair. "Y-Yes, Pascal?"

"Let's get your turn out of the way. I've still got my idea."

Hearing the tension in my voice caused her to vacate her seat quickly and start stripping off her dress bottom. "Um, care to explain?" she asked.

I put a hand on my needy erection. "You're a fashionista, right?"

Now nude, Rarity walked into the center of the circle and stood before me. Her soft, incredible breasts were oversized and gigantic to almost compete with Fluttershy, but the rest of her was soft and graceful and supple. An hourglass, but of a more humble and idealized shape than the other exaggerations in the room. She looked like a classical fertility goddess, but with gigantic breasts floating off her chest – a wildly unbalanced aesthetic my juvenile libido loved. "I like to call myself that," she replied.

"You like dressing up, primping every aspect of your appearance so you stand out? You like being admired for your appearance?"

"Well, yes, that's one way to put it," Rarity agreed. "What's your point?"

I leaned back, and Twilight moved to my side to give me a clear view of Rarity standing before me. "Then let me 'admire' you," I said with a suppressed smirk, and started stroking my cock.

Rarity's eyes went wide when it became clear that I was masturbating to her figure. "Oh…! Oh! I see! Well." She smiled almost involuntarily, and the red in her cheeks got a little brighter. "That means I get to save myself, you get an orgasm from me as promised, and…" Her hips twisted with sultry pleasure. "I must admit, I find this more than a little thrilling. You're right on the nose; I do like being admired. Maybe not in this way from all stallions, but from you…! I'll accept it."

My legs bounced a little with excited energy. Not only had I found a happy medium with Rarity, but an excuse to masturbate in front of all these busty ponies. Maybe the pleasure of my own hand wasn't as great as anything else I'd had in the last two days, but the uniquely perverted situation was a hell of a turn-on.

Rarity twisted around with a ballerina's grace, turning until she was showing me her rear from a diagonal angle. She had a perfectly formed bubble butt, only a little excessively large. And her breasts still stuck out a great distance in front of her as she showed me acres of sideboob.

She cocked one leg up and raised her hands to her styled hair, putting on a magazine model's pose. "I've been to a few photo shoots before… But I've never waited for a 'shot' like this. Oh, I'd be kicked out of the industry if they knew I was doing this kind of 'modeling'…" She twisted back around and leaned over, running a hand down one leg and letting her mane fall over part of her face. "You'll keep this between us, won't you?"

Her tone made it clear this was her way of dirty talking, and it was working on me. "Yeah… You bet…" I replied in a ragged, husky tone. I was starting to get close.

Something about my voice changed Rarity's demeanor slightly. She smirked and grasped her breasts openly, groping at her pronounced areolae and fat nipples. "Of course, THESE are the real objects of your affections, aren't they?" She moaned and squeezed and jiggled her ludicrous tits. "Uhn… I spend so much time every day washing these, preparing these, applying creams and lotions and perfumes… Tell me it's all worth it, Pascal. Show me!"

With an accent like that, talking about her giant breasts so candidly, how could I refuse? I groaned and gripped the base of my cock, letting it twitch and shoot out my patiently waiting cum.

Rarity panicked and backed away a bit when it looked like my shots would reach her body and hair, but they were plucked halfway between us by Twilight's magic. She set up a pink field in the air and let strand after strand of cum get trapped within it, orbiting them around each other and slowly merging them into one liquid mass.

My orgasm was quick and to the point this time, and I fell back in relief. After Twilight's mindblowing performance, something a little more normal was what I needed. Not that Rarity giving me a peep show as a masturbatory aid was 'normal' by my standards, but shit was getting relative.

Derpy stared at the cum within the magic with wide eyes. "Woah… Even after all that, you still came so much…"

Twilight levitated over one of the party cups and plopped the floating cum into it. For a second, she stared into the cup of cum and pondered it, sniffed it a little. Then she sighed, cast her preservation spell on my cum, and sealed the top of the cup with her magic. "Thanks, Pascal. This'll be tomorrow's project for sure this time." She gave me a wink. "Unless you want me to spend all day gathering all the doctors in the land again."

I weakly waved her off and looked at Rarity. "Um, thanks for the show."

"Thank YOU for the show," she replied, grinning a little. "I've never… Seeing it in front of you is much more… visceral." She took a second to compose herself. "Ahem. I enjoyed myself, and I hope you are satisfied."

"Absolutely," I said with a dopey smile. I rolled my head back onto the chair and sighed. I was getting a little exhausted.

Rainbow Dash knelt down to my cock and poked it. "Wow, you really did a number on it, Twilight. Totally soft this time. Think it might be down for the count?" It pulsed and gained a little mass, and Rainbow chuckled. "Guess not."

"Mmmmmngh," I groaned in anguish. Twilight's magic blowjob and the panic about her cum addiction, as well as Rarity's emergency striptease afterward, had drained me emotionally, if not quite physically yet.

"You look like you could use a break, bud," Applejack noted.

"Want to take a few minutes?" Mrs. Cake asked. "Get some food and water? Recover a bit?"

I nodded and started to get up. "Yeah, that sounds good."