"So why didn't it work?" Derpy whispered to me, a sad and worried look on her face.

We had all retreated from the circle of chairs, all except two. Pinkie was still reclined, and Rainbow's head was buried between her thighs. Pinkie had asked if it was okay to use my 'servant' a little longer since she had gotten so close, and I'd said yes – because why the fuck would I say no? So Pinkie Pie's squeaks and whimpers of delight filled the background.

The rest of us were gathered around the food tables. I leaned on Derpy for support while I got gelatin and lots of water. When it was clear that Derpy wanted to talk about the Normal, I asked for the other ponies to give us some space. Though it took a few tries to get Rarity out of natural eavesdropping distance.

By then, I had come close to an answer. "I pushed the envelope," I began. "I finally did something that was physically impossible. I found the limit."

"You can't make ponies forget?" Derpy clarified. My head nodded slowly as I pursed my lips thoughtfully.

Pinkie Pie hunched over suddenly. "Haaa! Haaaah! Haaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh… Ohhhhh that's gooooood…" She slumped back and released Rainbow Dash from her thigh prison. The technicolor pegasus emerged looking like she'd dunked her face in a bucket of water.

I was supposed to be taking a break, but I couldn't help but feel a fresh pulse of arousal. I chuckled awkwardly, then returned to my conversation. "Anyway. I can apparently make them think it's a good idea… But I can't actually reach into their brains and tinker around in there. That's not my power."

"Oh…" Derpy had a look of dawning comprehension. "I think I get it. Your power's all about normalness and rationalization… You're affecting minds, but only as much as you need to look acceptable…?" She frowned in confusion. "But then what's stopping them from following your direct commands? You told them to do something, so it should be normal for them to go and do it, right?"

"Well, yes and no," I responded. "I think… they DID follow my command the best they could. But I asked them to do something very very hard. Have you ever tried to forget something that just happened? I mean, you can pretend, but how long do you need before you actually can't remember it?"

Derpy nodded. "A while, at least." She let out a disappointed sigh. "So I guess you can't control minds like that. Now we know."

"Not really," I disagreed, and looked over at Rainbow Dash, who was wiping off her face with paper towels. "I'm still curious about one other thing… Hey, Rainbow! Can you come here for a second?"

The blue pegasus scrubbed off the last of Pinkie's pussy juices and tossed the damp paper in a trash bag, then stood across the table from me and Derpy. "Yeah, boss? Need me to suck your cock a little more?"

I was briefly lost for words. She was still going at it, even on my 'break.' "Actually, that's sorta what I wanted to talk to you about."

Her shoulders slumped. "Really? Kinda ruins the magic if I explain everything, y'know. You sure you don't want me to-"

"Dash, please. You've been doing a great job, but… When I told you that you were obsessed, what was your reaction?"

Rainbow grimaced and rubbed her arm, crossing her other forearm under her respectable breasts in the process. "Well… you… told me I was obsessed with your cock and balls, and you'd just told me to be your servant, so… I just was."

I tilted my head down and narrowed my eyes a little, to show that I wasn't satisfied.

"Alright, alright. So… Look, I'd never seen your dick before. But I know what it's like to be obsessed with something. Heck, I don't get into anything I like halfway. Ask anypony else here. And I also know what it's like for that obsession to get… well, sexual." She went a little pink as she confessed this to me. "So, uh, I channeled that. But for your dick."

"So you were acting?" Derpy asked her.

Rainbow gave her a weird look. "Wait, why do you care why I'm sucking his dick?"

"I'm his friend. I want to make sure you're treating him right," she half-truthed on the fly.

"It's alright if she asks about this," I said to clear the air.

This put Rainbow's concerns to rest. "Okay. So, acting. Uh… Kinda yeah and kinda no? You know when an actor really gets into their role, really tries to believe it and live it? Method acting, right? Well… I put myself in a mindset where I lived and breathed your dick. And that monologue of yours got me in just the right mood for that. From there, once you let me get my hands on the damn thing, I tried my best to really, really like it! And to be honest, you don't have a bad dick as dicks go, I think. Nice and different shape, okay size, really good scent and taste…" Her tone was blunt, frank, and honest as she said this.

"I was definitely convinced," I admitted. "But it was still technically an act, wasn't it?"

Rainbow panicked a little and put her hands up. "Only technically!" she insisted. "It's really hard to be obsessed with something so fast. But I tried! This was your apology party, and I'm your servant for the night. I… didn't want you to think I wasn't 100% on board. Sorry. I'll understand if you don't want me to be your fluffer anymore."

She looked genuinely apologetic about this. It had been the same with Applejack and remembering what I told her to forget, as well as, to a lesser extent, Rarity having reservations about sex with me. If they weren't able to follow my Normal suggestions and imperatives, they felt bad about it. As though their failure to comply was a faux pas. It was a bit more extreme when it came to direct commands versus ambient context, but this seemed to be the flipside rule of the whole Normal phenomenon: Disappointing me was socially unacceptable.

It was a bit freaky to witness how far this power reached, how complete the system was, but at least I was learning something.

Derpy chose that moment to turn to me and lean into my ear. I could almost feel her devious smile. She whispered, "I bet you could make her really like you… with a few clever words…"

I gulped and felt a tingle run down my spine. Taking a breath, I steadied myself and stared at Rainbow Dash. "You like my cock and balls, right?"

Rainbow looked up at me, smirked, and shrugged. "It's true. Can't deny it."

I paused, then went a step further. "You seem to like them very much."

She let out a little chuckle and grinned wider. "Yeah…"

"You LOVE them."

My words made her think for a second. For a second, I thought it wouldn't take. But then her grin became a softly contented smile, and her eyes occasionally drifted down to my dangling package. "Yeah. Safe to say I do, after how long I spent down there."

"Interesting," I said with deliberate intention. "Rainbow Dash, brash and confident… secretly loves single-mindedly worshiping and pleasuring a human cock."

Rainbow flinched a little like my words had stung, but she immediately let out an embarrassed little chuckle. "W-Well, you know how people are. Opposites… something…"

"So it's true?"

"Oh geez, you're gonna make me say it," she muttered. "Yeah, Pascal. I think you might be right. I could probably really get into cock worship, especially for humans. No act. Do you believe me?"

I did. I'd noticed the Normal had a way of making ponies polite and honest in conversations with me. I could be paranoid that she was still acting, or I could face the slightly more terrifying possibility that I'd influenced her in a more subtle way this time. So I just glanced away and said, "I guess."

The brash pegasus scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Wow. You are tough to please."

I winced and shook my head. "Sorry, it's just been a weird night. Sex aside, it's just been strange to figure out where I stand with ponies. Just when I think it works one way…"

"Pinkie throws you a topless party," Rainbow Dash finished. "Yeah, I get it."

Derpy hugged me a little tighter and nodded. "Just because you're 'normal' doesn't mean ponies can't surprise you."

Rainbow grinned. "To be fair, you're hanging out with us. We're the awesome Elements of Harmony and all, but yeah. We're nuts." That made me and Derpy laugh. Rainbow then looked pointedly at my exposed crotch. "You just about ready, tiger?"

"In a few minutes," I said.

"Alright. I'm gonna wash out the taste of Pinkie with some of that punch. See you in a bit." Rainbow Dash left to go hang out with the rest of the party group, leaving me and Derpy relatively alone again.

"I think you can still make ponies act and think the way you want," Derpy concluded quietly, staring at Rainbow as she walked away. "You just have to work at it. It's like hypnosis, I think – everypony's suggestible, but they have to be led there in steps. If you make them jump too far, they stumble."

I let out a deep sigh. "You're probably right."

To my surprise, Derpy gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "Thank you, Pasky."

I blinked and gave her a bemused look. "Pasky?"

She smiled. "You get to call me Derpy. I have to call you something. But 'thank you,' as in, thanks for humoring me so much tonight. I know it's made you a little uncomfortable, and I think I'm done pushing you."

Once again, she saw straight through me. I watched Rainbow Dash interact with her friends, knowing I'd put a potential new fetish in her mind. One that could possibly affect the rest of her love life. It bothered me. "That was… less fun than I thought. It's like, it was all for science and hardly for the pleasure of either of us. But I still affected her. It's not super-direct mind control, but she still finds my suggestions agreeable, and they've pushed her in a particular direction."

"Well… Maybe you've opened a side of herself she didn't know before. Or maybe, sometime later, she'll readjust her preferences and think back on this as a night of experimentation. Either way, you haven't doomed her. She's still her own pony."

"Just one that, at any time, I can ask to do whatever I want."

"You're making that sound worse than it is."

"Only a little." I was thoroughly morose now. "Just… sometimes this power's a little terrifying, you know? Knowing me, I feel like I could break something very easily."

Derpy placed a hand on the back on my head, and slowly guided me down until my face was pressed against the top of one enormous breast. The contact against the soft bulging flesh soothed me, and I took a deep shuddering breath.

"That's why I wanted to test it," she explained in a soft voice. "The more we understand it, the less big and scary it'll seem, right?"

I smiled into the gray cleavage. She was right; better to go big and understand my limits now than to be eternally inching towards them.

"Besides…" She put a hand under her breasts and bounced them lightly against my face, to my delight. "We mares already have a kind of 'power' over you. All I have to do is stick these in your face, and you'll do whatever I want."

I laughed out loud. "Yeah! Yeah, you're probably right." I pulled away and looked at the rest of the party. My mood had improved enough to get back to the sexy festivities. "Shall we get back to it?"

"Of course! I'm still waiting for my turn," Derpy replied sultrily.

We made our way back towards the circle of chairs – where Pinkie was still seated with a blissed-out look on her face – and the rest of the group noticed. "Ah, we're back on?" Applejack asked.

Derpy carefully lowered me into the plush foam cushion, and I nodded. "Yep. Time to get this over with."

The girls expressed varying degrees of pleasantness at this news, and gradually made the return to their spots in the circle. Applejack smirked as she took her seat, looking at me with a teasing leer. "Finally got over that performance anxiety?"

"Oh, hell no," I responded with a short laugh. "Deep down, it's worse than ever. But now that I've got a sense of my new…" I glanced down at my rising dick. "…capabilities, I think I've got just enough left in the tank for four more. So, nothing left to do but just try to enjoy it."

"GREAT!!"

Before anyone could react, Pinkie bounded across the circle and leaped forward, her great masses of pink flesh wobbling wildly in midair. She landed on top of me – with less of an impact than I expected – and practically buried me under her. Her gigantic breasts squished all the way up to my cheeks. Her massive, curvy thighs overshadowed mine. The weight of her incredible bubble butt seemed to weigh down on both of us, pressing her pelvis against my cock.

Pinkie grinned down from above me, her compressed breasts still keeping her head about a foot above mine. She gently writhed her body into me, her tail twitching so fast as to be vibrating. I honestly found it all very intimidating.

She giggled in her uniquely adorable way, then said, "Just wanted to say thanks for the show and for Rainbow Dash eating me out to a fantastic climax! Not to diminish her part in it, because wow, she was amazing, but she was doing it as your servant so technically you deserve a big thank you too!" She bit her lip and groaned lustily, pushing her breasts into me harder. "That, and, um… Golly, I've never been this kind of excited before. I thought I'd be good after that one squirty orgasm, but apparently I just want more!"

There were a few uneasy sighs from the group, as well as a couple of laughs from the more experienced mares like Mrs. Cake. "Oh, Pinkie," she said with more than a little amusement. "Why am I not surprised your appetite and energy translate to the bedroom?"

Applejack put a hand over her eyes. "Pinkie's discovered her libido," she muttered sarcastically. "Celestia help us all." A few of the other Elements voiced their agreement, though the tone for all of them was clearly joking.

"It's not like thaaaaat!" she protested, returning the joke in kind. "I'm not gonna wake up tomorrow and jump the first stallion or mare I see! It's just… Right now…" I could see her blushing, and I realized that for all her openness and enthusiasm, she was still relatively new to this. "Well, it's going to be hard only making you cum once, Pascal, because I'm feeling super-grateful and if I had my way I'd steal you away and have those 4-plus cumshots all to myself!"

"Now, now, Pinkie, you don't always want to say that to a stallion," Rarity chided her. "Too much encouragement can have a negative impact on your partner. A confident stallion could start taking his abilities for granted. And a shy stallion will just feel anxious. You want them eager to please, but also working hard and trying their very best for you."

I fought to free my hand from Pinkie's bust and raise it into the air. "That's me. The second one. Consider my ego stroked."

Fluttershy blushed. "Wow, Rarity, you seem… really knowledgeable about this sort of thing…"

"Despite being a pure virgin," Rainbow teased. "So where'd that come from? You read the latest '19 sex tips' from those girly magazines?"

"Er, why Rainbow Dash!" Rarity flustered. "How dare you imply that I spend way too much time in fancy lobbies waiting for important clients with nothing else to do?" Her tone was mildly sarcastic as she said this. "No, I am simply a modern lady, and we tend to have an intuition for these sorts of things."

Applejack chuckled and shook her head. "Never change, Rares."

Rarity, slightly embarrassed but with a good sense of humor, smiled back. "Didn't plan on it."

Pinkie looked down at me. "Is this too much talking? I feel like this is too much talking and not enough sexing."

"No no, it's fine," I mumbled.

Derpy laughed. "Talking gives him more time to figure out what he's going to do about the bouncy, needy pink mare on top of him."

I pursed my lips and shook my head. "Actually… If I can also pretend I know a damn thing about sex for a second: Talk is good. It means both partners are communicating honestly about what they want and need. Makes the sex more… meaningful." I thought back on all my encounters over the last two days to see if I wasn't just making up bullshit. It seemed to be accurate enough. "At least, that's my experience."

"Huh. Never thought of it like that," Pinkie said with a pondering look on her face.

Octavia shook her head and smiled. "Really, Pascal? Good advice, delivered in a calm voice, at a time like this?"

"Hey," I said, "my face is half-buried under two giant pillowy pink breasts. This is the BEST time to wax philosophical."

Pinkie tilted her head at me. "So… what do we talk about? Sexy stuff?"

I chuckled. "I think I got the gist of it. You want to pay me back, but you're also revved up for more – possibly way more than I can offer right now."

The party pony's hair drooped a bit. "Yeah… I can just have Rainbow eat me out some more if that works for you… We don't have to worry about me."

I shook my head, or at least nuzzled into the sides of Pinkie's bulging boobs. "I think I can help a little bit… How sensitive are your breasts?"

"Sensitive?" Pinkie echoed. "I dunno, I've never really-"

I leaped into action, by which I mean I grabbed two big handfuls of boobs and pushed the two great masses into my head so I could start licking and sucking and rubbing them all over my face. Pinkie gasped and sat up a little straighter, releasing some of the pressure from me. Her dripping pussy hovered over my balls and her mount pressed against the base of my cock, but she focused on giving me as much unrestricted access to her breasts as possible.

When I switched from sucking great mouthfuls of her inner cleavage to pulling out and clamping wetly onto a fat soft nipple, she hissed and shuddered. "Okay, woooow… Gonna have to say yes! Yes to sensitive breasts! Wooowieeee!" She began to pant, while I sucked with my mouth and stroked her chesty balloons with my hands and arms. "How… How did I not feel like this before??"

"Heheheh… It's a matter of size," Derpy replied with a grin. "Girls like us have a hard time giving our… 'girls' the attention they deserve."

"Ain't all that hard," Applejack said quietly. "Just gotta compress 'em a bit…"

Octavia blushed and closed her knees together. "W-Well, it's also the difference between stimulating them yourself versus… having a partner, or… a tool."

Some high-tier part of my superego was enjoying this conversation, but the rest of me wanted to get back to fully appreciating Pinkie Pie's titanic tits. I lifted them up and licked and rubbed my face along the undersides, where the flesh was especially soft and stretchy, rippling deliciously in response to my ministrations. I went up along the side to lovingly worship the sideboob of one breast, then went down again and repeated the process for the other huge breast.

Pinkie's breasts were incredibly flavorful, for lack of a better word. Her nipples were sweet like candy, and the rest of her was more of the same but with a salty tang of her light sweat. My tongue couldn't get enough; I wouldn't be satisfied until I'd worshiped every square inch of her.

My treatment was working her up but good. Her bouncing in my lap got a lot more insistent. With her pussy positioned near my cock like it was, the possibility of accidental penetration was getting dangerously likely. But for some reason, just transitioning into outright fucking never occurred to me. I was enjoying the breast play way too much. Each squeal and moan she made caused my cock to throb and leak out another drop of sticky precum, which often ended up on Pinkie's belly due to our positioning.

Her hands alternated between gripping my shoulders and pressing against the back of my head. Her tongue stuck out slightly as she bounced. "Haaaaa… Haaaaaaaaaahhh…! Pascaaaaa-aaa-aaal!!"

She was getting close, and I'd learned enough about her breasts to know what to do. She'd responded best when I'd squeezed her rough and tightly, so I gripped her areolae with my hands and pushed in, twisting her whole breasts only slightly. My hands steadied and gripped her giant wobbling balloons, keeping them secure on her chest.

I twisted a little harder until a good portion of her skin was compressed and taut, and she seemed to love that. She rolled her head back and just let out panting noises. Her pussy gushed over my scrotum, practically drenching it in her juices.

"Yes…!" Derpy chanted. "Keep it up. See if she can do multiples!"

That was a hell of an idea. I released her breasts but kept stroking them in big circles, trying to release the tension I'd put her skin through. Then, when it seemed like she was starting to calm down, I pushed in again with my whole body, crushing her breasts against my shoulders and rubbing the sides madly. Her nipples throbbed against my chest and she cried out again, her soaking gash splashing my cock with her wild excretions.

I repeated the process one more time, pressing her breasts tightly against each other until her nipples were touching and then pressing my face into the twin areolae. This didn't set her off as hard – it seemed I'd pushed her as far as she was going to go – but it gave her orgasm a lot more vigor before it started waning again.

Finally, I allowed her to come down from her high, softly rubbing her pink mammaries to make sure I hadn't harmed them with my rough treatment. But these ponies' breasts were made of stern stuff. They returned to their fat buoyant resting state without so much as a hint of discomfort on her part.

When at last the lust let her go, she collapsed against me and wrapped her arms around my back. "You… You sure know your way around boobies…" she croaked.

I grinned like an idiot. Truth told, these girls seemed to be wired for this kind of pleasure. I was just fumbling around and hoping for the best, but if it was working for them, I sure as hell wasn't going to complain right now.

She gasped and parted her breasts with her hands so she could look down at my throbbing, rock-hard, barely touched erection. "Oh my gosh! We completely forgot to bring you off! What are we going to do?!"

Her slight panic made me chuckle. "Don't worry, that was intentional… Would it surprise you… to hear that boob-orgasms are a hell of a turn-on for me…?"

Pinkie's mouth formed an 'ohhh' shape, and she considered my penis for a moment. Her chest rose and fell with each somewhat labored breath. "Well, this won't do! C'mon, Pascal, communicate with me! What do you want? A blowjob? A handjob? A titty-fuck? I bet you'd really like a titty-fuck."

Yes, I thought, but I was saving the best for last. "Turn around," I said.

She made a pondering noise, but complied. She got up just enough so she could twist her body around and plant her big balloon butt right in front of my cock. "Ahhh, I see what you're doing!" she said with a big smile.

Of all the huge rear ends in the room – and there were many – Pinkie's shape was by far the most obscene. She wasn't the biggest, technically, but even when standing her huge buttcheeks bubbled out more than a foot behind her before curving down to meet with her plump thighs – which were thick and lovely in their own right, but still paled in comparison to her butt. Mrs. Cake and Fluttershy were bigger in terms of raw size, and Applejack gave the pink party pony a run for her money, but their shapes were more streamlined compared to Pinkie's outrageous rear shelf. Derpy was the only one who came close.

"So… What'cha thinkin'?" Pinkie teased, tensing her glutes to make her butt wobble and twitch. "Can't do a thing unless I hear you say it…!"

My throat was dry. "Uh… H-… Hotdogging?"

Pinkie grinned super-wide. "Is that like a titty-fuck but with buttcheeks? I dunno… I guess I can do that for the human who gave me a bunch of titty-gasms!" She got up with her legs spread wide to reposition, but wobbled. "Woah! Too soon!" Still recovering from her post-coital spasms, she couldn't keep the strength to stand and ended up burying my cock in her assflesh in one fell swoop. Only the very tip of my cockhead poked out from the top of her butt; the rest was completely enveloped in soft pink.

I groaned and nearly came right there, but thankfully Pinkie didn't move and stimulate me further. Instead she just rolled her shoulders and said, "Um, gimme a second… You got me pretty good there. I had no idea I could cum like that! Well, before today I never really gave much thought to how I could cum, but still!"

"That's boobgasms for you," Derpy commented, her hands drifting to her own significant assets. "They always take you by surprise. Not sure if they're mares' best-kept or worst-kept secret."

This train of thought wasn't helping. Neither was the warmth of Pinkie's butt around my cock. I cupped it in two great handfuls and lightly pumped my hips. My weakened muscles couldn't do much, but the little bit of motion I could manage was enough to create the most savory friction between my dick and the soft, sweaty skin it was trapped within.

Pinkie shook her ass quickly, throwing my hands off and swinging my dick from side to side along with it. "Alright, alright! I gotcha covered, Pascal! Haha, literally! 'Covered!' And soon you're gonna 'cover' me! Now, brace yourself!"

She spread her legs wide, planting her feet on either side of the plush chair and leaning forward to support herself with her hands, her boobs lightly touching the ground. Once she was in that position, she began to move her hips, sending her ass jiggling in all kinds of ways around my dick.

I was spellbound by the sight. First she pumped up and down, her cheeks smacking against my thighs and rubbing up against my squeezed cock. Then she shimmied herself from side to side, buffeting my shaft with rapid blows. After that was a maneuver I could barely comprehend; she pumped her hips and twisted her legs, pulling her cheeks apart through momentum only to have them clap back together around my base. She'd lift up, dragging her flesh up until I was almost free, and then she'd do that motion and trap me again. Over and over.

At that point, I must've made some kind of indication I was close. She leaned back and grabbed her ass with her own hands and rubbed them vigorously over my dick. "C'mon, Pascal! Give it to me already!"

My body tensed up and my cock pulsed with a vengeance. I sprayed her tail and between her fat globes. My world was heat and energy; I blinked a few times and saw stars. The escalation to this moment had kept me in a state of heady, sustained lust, and the release knocked the wind out of me.

When my vision stopped blurring, I saw various shades of pink stained with a whole lot of white. Pinkie was looking over her shoulder at it, her hands still on her ass. "Woaaah. Is that good?"

I tried to laugh, but it came out as a strained exhalation. "Yeah, Pinkie. That was amazing."

Pinkie grinned. "Good! This was a really good idea. I got to do something unique with you! AJ smothered you, Mrs. Cake comforted you, Twilight magicked you, Rarity did a little dance, and now you came all over my butt! Are you gonna keep it up like that?"

I leaned back and attempted to catch my breath. "Well, depends on what you girls want, but… I'll admit, that was kind of my plan."

"It's a good plan!" Pinkie replied with great enthusiasm. "Makes it a fun show to watch! I mean, I guess with any other stallion it'd be a bit weird, but with you we can just enjoy it!"

She finally lifted herself off me, clenching her buttocks to keep my fluids trapped there for a while. "Hey, Dashie?" she said. "When you're done with him, can you help clean me off? Like in a sexy way?"

Rainbow Dash smirked and walked towards me. "Sure thing, Pinkie." She started to kneel down in front of me, then hesitated. "Oh… Um, you never said whether you wanted me to still be your fluffer or not…"

Oh boy, what a dilemma. I thought about it for only a second and then shrugged. "You can still clean me up, but let's drop the whole 'you're obsessed with my cock' order. Just enjoy it as much as you like without the act."

She chuckled. "Okay, but don't expect much to change. I'm starting to get a taste for it." The topless pegasus knelt all the way down and got back to licking my junk clean, much to my delight. I was starting to get a little sore now, but Rainbow's ministrations were as gentle and loving as ever. She was getting to know what I liked – fluttering stimulation along the underside, squeezing along the base, gentle scratches and strokes to my ballsack – and learning more quick. It was a little scary, but exciting.

Pinkie returned to her seat with a big smile. Her boobs were covered with saliva, and her butt was glazed with cum, but her attitude was still as chipper as ever. "That was fun! And I even got a great orgasm out of it! He didn't have to do that!"

Octavia let out a huffy sigh. "May I go next? It's been awful frustrating watching all this eroticism without being able to tend to myself."

Her statement caught me off guard, and I looked around the group bewilderedly. "No one's masturbating?"

Derpy, her hand three fingers deep into her snatch, jolted and looked sheepishly at me. "Oops. You told ME I could, but…"

I saw her point. "Girls, girls," I said to the others. "This is basically an orgy. By all means, pleasure yourselves if you want! There's no shame here!"

There was a collective sigh of relief from the other girls. Applejack leaned back and spread her legs wide, openly fondling her plump pussy. Rarity kept her poise regal, but her horn gently glowed, along with the spot between her thighs. Mrs. Cake alternated between one milk-gushing tit and her vagina. Pinkie eagerly started jilling herself to another orgasm. Twilight Sparkle remained a little nervous, and Fluttershy looked shyly across the circle at Derpy. "Um… Ditzy… Would it be alright if… you and I… um…"

Derpy stopped masturbating again, took a look at Fluttershy's giant jugs, looked at me, then back at Fluttershy. "Uh, yes! Very yes. Wow, me?"

"Well, I mean, you were the other pony who said they were… curious…" Fluttershy murmured.

The gray pegasus got up to walk over there, but took note of how Fluttershy's erotic body filled up every available space on the chair. "So, how do we do this?"

"Oh. M-Maybe bring your chair over…?"

I watched with bated breath, not helped by Rainbow Dash nearly deepthroating my cock again, as Derpy scooted across the circle until she and Fluttershy were seated within an inch of each other, their massive breasts only more impressive in comparison. Fluttershy was larger by a leap and a bound, but Derpy could still be considered in the same league.

Fluttershy's hands lifted slightly and hovered uncertainly near Derpy's breasts. "Um, do you mind if I…?"

Derpy tore her eyes away from Fluttershy's cleavage in shock. "M-Mine? But yours are so much…"

"I know," Fluttershy said, possessed by a moment of fleeting confidence. "But, um… Yours are very nice too, and, um…" Lacking any more words to say, she reached out and placed her palms over Derpy's nipples, as gently and reverently as I once had. Derpy cried out and shuddered against her hands, and her own found their way to Fluttershy's soft and inviting areolae. Pretty quickly, the two of them became a chorus of feminine sounds of pleasure.

Watching two impossibly busty mares look visibly pleasured just from gentle breast rubbing had me downright hypnotized. I watched, almost expressionless, and my cock got harder and harder in Rainbow's mouth.

"Huh. Don't see that every day," Applejack murmured with a blush, still rubbing and squeezing her pussy. "So, uh, Pinkie's turn gave me a question… Mmph. Are, ah, breast-gasms common for bigger girls? Because mine feel pretty good, ngh, but I've never felt anything like an orgasm centered around them or anything."

Twilight Sparkle went pink and grasped at her own enhanced prize watermelons, as if to test their response. "Ah… It's different from pony to pony, I think. The breasts, nipples, and areolae are strong erogenous zones, but there's still a range of sensitivity. Some just find it pleasurable, but, ah, some can… cum from breast stimulation alone."

My worshipful pegasus let go of my cock for a second. "Lightning Dust was that way," Rainbow Dash said thoughtfully. "She wasn't much bigger than me, but some nipple stuff and maybe a finger or two down there and pop." She snapped her fingers. "Fireworks."

"You and… Lightning Dust?" Rarity inquired calmly, though her knees twitched from her own magical manipulations.

The athlete shrugged. "We were both top fliers, we had a huge rivalry going on… Plenty of tension to go around. Even that was a competition with her, to see who could cause the most pleasure. Like I said: I've experimented in some showers."

I barely listened. Derpy and Fluttershy had advanced from simply touching to trying to figure out how to get their mouths in on the action. Eventually, they discovered they could each maneuver one breast over their partner's – Derpy's on one side and Fluttershy's on the other – so that each could get access to one big-to-huge nipple. Each latched on and sucked, while their other lowered breasts got attention from the other mare's hand.

The sight, along with the desire to somehow be in the middle of that, struck me like lightning. "Rainbow, Rainbow, enough!" I cried out desperately, pulling my hips back. Dash lips popped off my cock with a loud 'smack' just as I started to pulse, but thankfully, other than a few drops of precum, my orgasm stayed barely at bay. I had to avoid looking at the busty breastfeeding duo for a minute as I calmed down.

I heard one of the ponies get up and start removing their pants. "I suppose I'd better take the initiative while I still can. Truly unfair, having to compete with that performance…" It was Octavia, stripping her slacks off to reveal the rest of her modest, curvy figure, again driving the point home how big and perfectly shaped her naked breasts were.

It boggled the mind that Pinkie had gone to the trouble of assembling the bustiest mares in Ponyville for me, but by God did she deliver.

Rainbow Dash gave me a smirk and one last dangerously arousing lick to my balls. "Well, have fun. My face has a blind date with Pinkie's ass."

She got up and left, and a dark gray mare filled my vision. She was making sure to stand in such a place that partially obscured my view of Fluttershy making out with my marefriend. Octavia idly fondled her pussy with one hand and stroked her chin with the other, regarding me thoughtfully. "Hmm… Normally I'm not one to top a stallion. If I had my way, you'd be pounding me hard, but… As I understand it, your muscles just aren't up to the task."

I threw up my hands in mock surrender. "No strenuous motion! Doctor's orders."

"Still, though… I think I can make it work. Would you mind letting me take the seat?"

I had no objections, so I rolled off the foam chair and let Octavia settle down. She frowned slightly as she adjusted herself a couple of times. "Hmph. There are several wet spots. Can't be helped, I guess. Now…" She leaned back and lay as flat as she could, her breasts projecting up from her torso. "Just rest on top of me, if you please."

Seeing where she was going with this, I crawled over Octavia's reclined form, forcing my head between her parted bosom. She smiled down at me as I rested my cock against her moist entrance, and I smiled back.

"Yes, like that. And as a bonus, you're not looking at the show behind you, so you'll last longer. Now just take it slow, and hopefully this won't be too taxing for you."

I took a deep breath and gently eased my dick into her twitching gash. Muscles deep within her gripped and pulled on me almost immediately, and I found myself hilted within her in a second. I relaxed and let go of the responsibility of penetration, since her vaginal contractions were doing plenty of the stimulation for the both of us. It wasn't fast and needy like Lyra's cunt had been – it was rhythmic and carefully paced.

She let out a contented hum. "Mmm, if you could just maybe stroke back and forth a little bit, that would be fantastic…"

It required some mental gymnastics to figure out a way in this position, but I eventually found out that a bit of coordination between my legs and my hips resulted in just the right amount of thrusting distance without putting much strain on my lower body.

"Yes, yes… There we go…" She sighed and wrapped her arms around me, smooshing her great spheres against my sides in the process. "Hmm… You remember what I was talking about before my jam came on?"

I faltered in my slow thrusts, if only because answering a question and maintaining that cycle was a little too much to process. I started up again and said, "Yeah… Something about, erm, a cello?"

"That's right. I used to take my cello, place it between my growing bust, and let the strings send small vibrations through me as I played. I found it quite… stimulating. I grew out of that habit, of course. Breast-held strings make terrible music, and there are more effective tools for the job." She leaned her head down to me a little bit. "The point is, I still like that. That vibration in that spot. So if you want…"

"Say no more," I nearly whispered. I didn't stop stroking my cock in and out of her winking pussy, but I adjusted myself so that my head was directly between her dark gray mountains of mammary. I then squeezed them around my head and motorboated them for all I was worth, shaking my head vigorously and wobbling her breasts as much as I could.

Octavia let out a deep moan of satisfaction from this. "Yes, keep going… Keep doing that until…" She lost her train of thought and arched into me. Her pussy grasped at me more insistently, and I thrust a little harder and shook my head faster. My hands took a more active role too, grabbing and jiggling her titflesh from the sides.

"Yes… Yes…! Yaaaaaahh!" Her musical cry of joy was accompanied by wet spasms around my cock, which gave me the last bit of inspiration I needed to overcome my fatigue and deliver my load within her. I heard a couple other female voices behind me announce sympathetic climaxes from the audience.

We stayed in that embrace for a while, riding out our dual orgasms, my head still buried between her breasts and trying to keep them wobbling. Eventually, my body got tired and my muscles cried out in protest. I stopped moving and let the last of the pleasure ebb away. Octavia let out a happy sigh and parted her breasts to look down at me. "Adequate, Mr. Pascal. Perfectly adequate."

A part of me realized she wasn't trying to be derogatory, but another part of me scoffed. "High fuckin' praise," I replied sarcastically.

She laughed at that. "I just don't wish to give you any false impression. I don't consider you coltfriend material after tonight. No offense."

I shrugged. "None taken. But, y'know, my male ego demands that you enjoyed yourself."

"And I did!" she said with another chuckle. "I'll give you this much: You certainly know how to take direction and run with it. Even if, for you, it all comes back to breasts in the end… And on that front, what you lack in technique you make up for in enthusiasm."

With a groan, I pulled my dripping wet cock out of Octavia's cunt. "I'll take it. I've only been not-a-virgin for two days."

"I'm sure you'll live up to your stud aspirations in time." With that, she motioned for me to get off of her and let her get back to her seat.

Climbing back to my station was a bit of a challenge now. I was losing count of the orgasms I'd had in this marathon, from Rainbow Dash's initial worship to now. I had to be approaching the double digits, right? And while I had a bit more life left in my genitalia, the pleasure centers of my brain were starting to get a little fried. There was still a disconnect between my sexual greed and my sexual performance, even if the gap was smaller now.

But dammit, I was a red-blooded human with a fetish. I wasn't about to let a little thing like pleasure overload stop me from seeing this boobtastic voyage through.

That said, as Rainbow came back to clean Octavia's juices off my cock, seeing Derpy and Fluttershy still breastfeeding from each other, milk dribbling down Fluttershy's chin… It was almost too much all over again. I wanted to close my eyes and refocus, but I couldn't look away.

In no time at all, I had been prepped to Rainbow Dash's satisfaction. She sneered up at me, her face lightly stained with cum that she'd recently licked off Pinkie Pie's ass. "Heh, your cock's more ready than you are. Guess we're coming up on your limits, huh buddy?" I just nodded back silently.

At last, Derpy and Fluttershy released each others' nipples, letting the two great bosoms wobble back into place. Fluttershy licked the excess milk on her lips and looked down at Derpy's leaking chest. "So, did you…?"

Derpy was gasping for breath and blushing furiously. "Yeah…! How about you?"

Meekly, Fluttershy shook her head. "No, sorry. It was very good, but… Well, this is awkward, but now I'm not sure if I especially enjoy the touch of a mare… It's nice, but... still feels a little weird to me…"

"No no, it's okay," Derpy said quickly with a shake of her head. "That's what experimenting is for. If you don't like it personally, you don't have to do it again. Though you're really good at suckling, and I'm surprised that breasts this big aren't more sensitive…!"

Fluttershy looked at me out of the corner of her eye. "Well… we'll have to see what happens when a stallion touches them."

"Yep. I guess so." Derpy regarded my exhausted form with a cocky grin. "He'll probably want to save you for last. Do you mind if I go next?"

"Not at all, Ditzy. I thought that might be the case."

The wall-eyed light gray pegasus got up, moved her chair back to its spot in the circle, and advanced towards me. Her areolae were still trickling milk from whatever titgasm I'd missed while I was gently fucking Octavia.

Now THERE was a sentence that would have been impossible two days ago.

Derpy said nothing at first. She just knelt down before me, lifted her breasts from below, and softly placed them in my lap around my cock. Her soft titflesh rubbed into me, putting only the lightest pressure on my overtaxed organ.

"I thought we might go back to where we started," she then said, smiling warmly at me.

I smiled back to let her know I had no objections.

She rocked back and forth on her knees, rubbing her tits back and forth across the sides of my dick. The skin of her breasts was pliable but didn't stick or catch on me – her softness just glided over my hardness like passing clouds. Rainclouds, surely, from the way they were dripping onto my thighs.

My hands found their way to Derpy's nipples so I could reciprocate. I didn't use any rough treatment; I merely rubbed them between my fingers, being careful not to twist or use too much force. She let out a sigh of pleasurable appreciation.

"They're still watching, you know," she said to me in a whisper. The look on her face wasn't far off from the bliss I'd put there this morning. "To them, it's all been an extended apology, just the polite thing to do. But for me… It's still public sex. It's still… exciting."

"It's exciting for me too," I agreed quietly.

"It's still hard at times. To force myself to see the difference," she went on, still shifting her breasts forward and back. "Sometimes I lose track and forget this isn't how ponies would normally treat you. But then you're so open with me. You pull back the curtain for me and let me see behind the scenes. And I love it."

She then stopped moving for a second and looked up at me. "But from that first moment, I realized something: You can make ponies accept you. You can make ponies feel normal about themselves. But the one thing this power can't do… is make you finally accept yourself."

Damn this mare, I thought. Always seeing through me and hitting the emotional nail right on the head.

Derpy leaned in, using her hands to press her breasts more firmly against my cock. "So I said to myself, 'This boy's been mad at himself for who knows how long. I know what that's like, to hate what you're made of. So I'm going to be his friend. The pony who's in his corner no matter what. Because everypony deserves somepony like that, even the worst ponies.'" She smiled up at me, her eyes glistening slightly. "And trust me, you're not even one of the bad ones."

It was all I could do to hold back tears. "Fuck, Derpy… Hell of a thing to say… during a titfuck…!"

We both chuckled, breaking the tension somewhat. "I know," she admitted, this time at a regular speaking volume. "I'm rambling a little. There's too much to say, really. Now might not be a good time." Derpy gripped her breasts firmly and bounced them up and down. "How about you cum and get on with the main event?"

I closed my eyes and surrendered to my basest titlust, like the one that had consumed me the first time I'd titfucked Derpy. On top of that was the amazement that I was four and an eighth inches longer, about an inch thicker, and this wonderful mare's breasts were still enough to smother me.

My orgasm was quick and to the point, wasting no time spilling a bunch of seed between Derpy's love-pillows. Once I was done, she spread them wide to admire how thoroughly I'd coated her cleavage. "Still so much…"

Now I could feel my old refractory period kicking in. My balls felt noticeably lighter than they'd started this evening. My cock returned to its soft post-orgasm state. I could feel my arousal inspiring at least one more eventual erection out of me, but it would take a while to appear. What happened next, for better or worse, would have to be the last for a while.

Derpy stepped away to her seat, gently rubbing my cum into her breasts. Rainbow came by and gave my cock a few cleaning licks, but became frustrated when it was clear that I was still a few minutes out. I waved her off. Knowing who was last, I was going to need the artificial stamina.

On top of that, though, despite nursing a small headache from having the pleasure centers of my brain fire off so many times, my head was now 'in the game' more than it'd been before Derpy's turn. Her talking to me like that… It had reminded me that someone in this group was here for ME, not just for some concept of reparations that I'd managed to pervert. Knowing that kept me away from the brink of losing my mind in the whirlwind of sex. I didn't know if it'd been intentional on her part, but her little heartfelt speech had been just what I needed, too.

Now the moment was upon me. Fluttershy meekly got up, the biggest breasts in the room swaying and bouncing as she moved. Each one big enough to obscure her stomach and some of her hips, let alone two… Yet still perfectly shaped and outthrust…

Fluttershy walked towards me with a nervous smile across her muzzle, and then knelt down before me. Her mammoth boobs pressed against my legs, my soft cock resting just an inch or two away from them. I could see one of her nipples shining from the oral attention Derpy had lavished upon it. I could see both of them thickening as the situation slowly aroused her.

"Um, so, you said there was a difference between what you 'needed' earlier and what you 'wanted' to do…" she said timidly. "What do you 'want' to do now?"

I breathed heavily through my nose, taking in her flowery scent. I didn't trust myself to speak without drooling, but I made an attempt anyway. "So much… Too much."

Fluttershy's smile became a little warmer and more sympathetic. She shifted on her knees slightly, bringing her breasts a little closer to my cock. "But… that's the whole point of this party, right? To acknowledge those desires, to work through them… to get past them. And we already tried ignoring them; that didn't work, that just made things worse. So…"

I knew all this already, but the lust for her was too great. It was everything I'd fantasized about for years. "I don't want to force you… To just USE you like that…"

"Pascal…" She reached under her breasts, lifting them and deforming them from beneath. One hand rested on my thigh, and the other landed on my slowly inflating dick. "This whole time, and maybe most of my adult life, I've been worried about what ponies think of my… my chest. About what they might do if they got their hands on me. But, seeing you… What you 'needed' was so simple, yet it consumed you so much, and it made you so… happy. And, I don't know, it made my breasts feel nice, for once."

With dawning realization, I understood that this was the effect of the Normal again. Like Derpy, my presence and my attention made these girls, these mares, with wildly exaggerated bodies feel comfortable with themselves – simply because I had paid attention to them, implying acceptance. I tore my eyes away from her tits and looked up at her face, and I saw a mare who honestly looked excited by what was about to happen.

She reacted with a quiet chuckle that sent a jiggle through her breasts. "That look… You're so desperate, yet you STILL want my permission, to make sure I'm okay with this… The whole time, you were never going to do anything drastic, were you? You would never have forced yourself on another pony. We pushed you to the edge, yet all you did was try to find a quick place to relieve your stress… When it comes to… this, you were always going to ask first."

I nodded. It was still fucked up, but despite everything I'd done, there were yet further lines I could never cross. I was pathetic, horribly pathetic, but not evil. I couldn't let myself be.

"Even now, you're waiting for me to say it's okay. Well…" She then leaned back, dragging her breasts along my legs, away from my dick. Fluttershy gave me kind of a leer, or at least as much as she could manage with her natural disposition. "Maybe I won't…! Maybe I won't give you the satisfaction of permission… Maybe I want you to take the initiative…" Her lips turned up with a suppressed smile that threatened to throw off her tough act.

My jaw dropped, and my heart stopped at the possibility of those breasts getting so close and then being taken away from me.

But then I laughed a breathless, incredulous laugh. Fluttershy was teasing me?! After everything I'd been through – she'd been through! – the shyest mare in town who couldn't stand to be in the same room with me before was now TEASING me?!?

When I laughed, she chuckled too. I laughed harder, and she broke out into a fit of giggles.

Then I took a deep breath and fixed her with a hungry grin. "Alright," I said. "Now you're asking for it."

I leaned forward, grabbed her twin mountains in a great bodily hug, and pulled back. Fluttershy let out a surprised gasp as she was pulled forward, her breasts landing on top of me and smothering me from my hips to my chin. I wasted no time in pressing my face into one giant areola and licking and sucking to my heart's content.

Suffice to say, I went feral. All of my lust for big breasts I let loose and allowed it to run wild. Every part of my body – my head, my arms, my hands, my hips, my dick, even my legs and feet – I put to work to feel every inch of these one-of-a-kind tits.

As I curled up and squeezed the sides with my thighs, squishing them together around my dick, I sucked in great mouthfuls of yellow boob into my mouth and ran my tongue over it, savoring the flavor of the skin. Then I'd let it go with a pop and suck another different part, or I'd start licking wildly, or I'd nuzzle my face in as far as the deeply accommodating skin would let me. Whatever my whims desired.

With every suck, Fluttershy let out a squeak of pleasure. With every lick, she responded with a long, drawn-out moan. With every push and squeeze, she whimpered. Meanwhile, her hands drifted down south towards her nethers.

I thrust and thrust, but my cock was still very far away from cumming, or even a full erection. Not that it mattered. Not only was my 10-inch length still inadequate for fucking all that tit, but in my mind touching and worshiping them with everything else was far more important.

For a couple of minutes straight, I worked on the front of each breast, polishing the nipples and breastflesh around them. Just as I had slicked the forward portion of each tit with my saliva, Fluttershy shuddered and let out a moan of pleasure. I heard a few more from our 'audience' follow suit.

Then I moved to her left, licking and sucking at acres of sideboob while my hands and knees strained to rub the opposite one. Occasionally, I'd reach for one of her unattended nipples and squeeze randomly to make her gasp again.

After that, I switched to the right and repeated the process of sideboob polishing for another few minutes, savoring the taste and scent of her, not stopping until I was familiar with every inch of her.

I was far from done, though. I went back to the center and shoved my head into her cleavage. This was the real treat, being surrounded on both sides by the most succulent of all the skin on these ridiculous jugs. My head shook and weaved to feel all of it, my tongue sometimes sticking out to scrape everything I could reach in the dark, spongy enclosure.

Once I was satisfied with that, I reached across her titantic breasts and pulled her back further. She was no longer kneeling before me but now on top of me. I mashed my head into the underboob now resting on my face, licking and sucking like before and letting her weight rest intimately on top of me. My hands switched between squeezing her breasts and reaching for her gigantic ass, huge and soft and easy to sink my fingers into.

Her hips began to buck over mine as her vocalizations indicated a second climax. One hand was buried deep within her juicy, puffy lips, while the other reached for the chubby cock pressing against her smooth stomach and desperately started to stroke it.

After a minute of that, I was done with her immense underboob. I grabbed her breast and pushed back – not too hard, to avoid knocking her over – and she shuffling back until her mammaries were smothering my cock once more. My hips thrust upwards, and my head tilted downwards and push into the cartoonish cleavage I was humping from below. I downright slobbered all over the tops of her breasts, rubbing my face into them without a care. My hands went crazy, grabbing huge handfuls of her sideboob and shaking them to jiggle against both my head and my cock at once.

I had to come up for air eventually. I threw my head back and reclined as far as I could, just closing my eyes and enjoying the raw sensation of her massive tits on my legs. My hands tugged on her nipples as my hips kept bouncing.

Fluttershy's face was flushed red, and she was gasping for breath. I heard her say something quiet like, "Ye… Ye… Mmmmmph!" before her whole body shook with a powerful orgasm, twitching in time with each tug on her fat teats. Liquid stained my hands.

I thrust faster and faster, trying to bring myself to an orgasm too… but I was still too far out. I was finally rock hard within her immense breasts, but I needed somehow yet more pleasure for this climax to come. I was at my limit. And now my lower body was protesting in real pain, the muscles there having been worked too hard too quickly.

Finally, I stopped. Groaning in both discomfort and denied release, I stopped moving and just laid there, taking in the sight of Fluttershy breathing heavily from her pleasure. Her breasts were glistening like I had polished them to a shine, and her face and mane were dampened with sweat.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with a mix of shock and lust. She grabbed her own breasts and shook them against my stiff cock, feeling me out. "Still so hard…" she said finally. "Did you cum?"

I was starting to come back from my tit-induced fugue state. Sedately, I shook my head. I opened my mouth to explain that I still had a little ways to go, but the continuous sight and sensation of those boobs stole what little breath I had.

"Oh…" She gave me a sad look, followed by a smile. "Well, now I know I can… that I like having them played with. And…" She pulled back one breast and felt along the nipple. Her hand came back with drops of white. "…am I milking?"

There was the sound of somepony awkwardly clearing their throat. "Um… Treatment like that, breasts like yours…" It was Twilight. "Not surprised you can induce lactation."

"M-Most mares can, though usually not on their own," Mrs. Cake murmured, rubbing her own milky orbs in large circles. "It takes a pregnancy, or… somepony to help very vigorously, like that."

"Will I always milk now?" Fluttershy asked demurely.

Derpy shook her head. "Not forever. If you leave them alone long enough, it'll go away. But for mares like me who like it…" She squeezed one light gray teat and squirted out a short stream of milk onto the floor. "…it's easy to make sure it doesn't stop."

Fluttershy looked at me and giggled. "See, Pascal? You're even teaching me new things about them…!"

I groaned, but put a thumb up to show I appreciated the humor.

Her eyes shot wide open. "Oh gosh! Sorry, I got kind of distracted, but, um… We still need to make you cum! Sorry about that, I didn't mean to cause you more discomfort…"

She began to bounce her breasts up and down rapidly to bring me off, but I put my hands on them and got her to stop. "Fluttershy…" I spoke at last, "thanks for letting me go hog wild on your breasts. You don't owe me a damn thing."

That put a smile on her blushing face that filled my heart with giddy joy.

"But if we're all still feeling a little generous," I continued, looking around at the rest of the group, "then I have one last idea. One last fantasy, if you'll indulge me. For this final… haah… orgasm."

The other girls looked amongst themselves, then back at me. All of them nodded or stated their willingness to play along. "Sure, Pascal, what do you need?" Pinkie wondered.

I sat up, still hilted in Fluttershy's boobs, and spread my arms and legs out wide. "In a word… Smother me."

Recognition spread across each face in a flash, followed by blushes or mischievous smiles. The implication of my words was not lost on anypony. One by one, they stood up and walked towards me and gathered, forming a small circle of busty mares… and Rainbow Dash.

Rarity got the ball rolling by kneeling to my right and pulling my hand deep into her massive cleavage. "Something like this, Pascal?" I shuddered and nodded back, my pleasure already amplifying.

The other girls took positions in turn. Octavia knelt down and embosomed my left hand. Pinkie giggled and smooshed my right leg under her twin cannons. The more of my body got covered by boob, the harder my cock became.

Rainbow Dash looked on in confusion. "Hold up, where do I…" She suddenly snapped her fingers. "Right, got it. Fluttershy, spread your legs please?"

"W-Why do I- Eep!"

Rainbow pushed Fluttershy's legs aside, nearly unbalancing her, and dove through on her back. She then arched up and pressed her smaller breasts where my balls hung from Fluttershy's underboob, smooshing them against us both. Her head ended up pressed against the base of the foam chair.

As lovely as it felt, I was a little concerned. "You, ah, alright down there?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine!" her muffled voice responded. "Just cum quickly!"

Mrs. Cake knelt behind me and wrapped her dripping breasts around my neck, nearly burying my entire head with them save for a sliver out the front that I could still see through. I watched Applejack shrug and kneel down so that she could lift my left foot into her firm cleavage. Then finally, Twilight went to my left and Derpy to my right, and as one, they squished their giant, wobbling tits against my chest and sides.

I squirmed, and the ladies around me started rubbing and squeezing my body with their breasts alone, which made me squirm harder. My cock was throbbing now, and I could feel the head of it getting slippery with precum. I heard the girls around me talking and laughing and commenting on my reaction, but I was too muffled – and too far gone – to hear it. The breasts of all these mares filled me with warmth and comfort and lust unending, and I sank further and further into it until… Fluttershy's voice. "Please cum, Pascal. Cum!"

Screaming into Mrs. Cake's tit, I came. My whole body twitched, rubbing against boobs on all sides, which only intensified my climax. I pulsed over and over again triumphantly into Fluttershy's impossible all-encompassing breasts, emptying everything I had left in my balls. When I thought the feeling would fade, one of them would rub or squeeze me in some unexpected way, and my pleasure went back to its peak again. Again and again, my orgasm was extended by this, by the sheer knowledge and sensation of what was happening to me. And then…!

With one last cry and one final, prolonged cumshot into Fluttershy's wet cleavage, I went limp. My hands remained in Octavia's and Rarity's tits, but the rest of me slackened and lost all tension. I was done. Out for the count.

There were smiles and laughs as the mares hung around and waited for me to recover. Not one of them objected to this. No one found this uncomfortable or sought to get it over with. They just waited patiently, still smothering me in their collective bosom. That thought alone made me want to start fucking them all over again, but my dick didn't respond. Even my enhanced sexual organs needed a long break by now.

It pained me to put it to an end, but I removed my hand from Rarity's breasts and waved the girls off. "Th-Thanks," I gasped out. "You can let go now."

One by one, the mares pulled away, releasing my body from their soft prison. Fluttershy drew up to her full height and pulled her breasts apart, admiring how much semen I'd spilled between her funbags – which was a lot.

Rainbow, meanwhile, remained between my legs. She quit arching her back and instead raised her head to my junk, allowing my balls to rest on her hand and my softening cock to dangle over her face. "Heh. Jackpot." She sucked the head of my cock into her mouth from below, starting her latest cleaning in an unusual way.

I watched as Fluttershy reached between her breasts and scooped out some of my semen with her fingers. She took a sniff at it. "It smells… very good. And you seemed to like the taste, Twilight."

Twilight blushed and nodded as she lifted her enlarged boobs of my chest. "R-Right. Just watch out. It tastes very, very good too, and I'm still trying to figure out why."

"I'll be careful…" the pegasus said almost absentmindedly, and stuck her cum-stained fingers into her mouth. She let out a pleasurable moan and sucked them clean, then went back into her cleavage to scoop out some more.

My cock twitched uselessly, and I rolled my eyes at my own ironic predicament. These ponies… They were never going to give my libido a break!

Applejack smirked and kept my foot lodged in her breasts. It seemed like she was enjoying the novelty of it. And I'd said she 'can' let go, after all; they didn't have to right away. "So, lucky guy – what now?"

"Now?" I was exhausted. Sexually satisfied in just about every way. The girls looked fairly content as well, though there was no way of knowing unless they told me. But I had taken up enough of their time when this was supposed to be a 'party.' "I figure… We should probably just chill. Have the rest of the party normally. Now that the ice is well and truly broken and all."

"Aww," Applejack lamented. She flexed her muscles and squeezed my leg a little harder between her firm tits. "Ah wouldn't mind some more 'attention.' Do we hafta go back to business as usual?"

Right, some of the girls would probably want more satisfaction. I just shrugged. "I'm not saying ponies can't have more casual sex if they're up for it, but… I'm not getting back up for a while, and maybe we've had enough of this waiting circle thing."

Several of the mares voiced their agreement. The gimmick had run its course. Mrs. Cake looked around at the others, gestured at some of the remaining cumstains on certain mares' breasts, and said, "At the very least, let's try to clean up a little. We made quite a mess. I'll go get some hot towels for ponies to clean themselves off."

Rarity's horn glowed blue. "I'll work on removing stains from the floor. No need stepping around in our… secretions."

"I know some air-freshener spells," Twilight added. "We kind of reek of sex right now."

The rest of the mares worked on cleaning themselves off and returning the furniture to their regular positions. No one objected to me just sitting there in the middle of the room for a while longer, my body equal parts burning from exertion and numb with pleasure. Needless to say, I was feeling very 'welcomed' to Ponyville.

Author's Notes:

this took way too long

all sex and no plot make Nat a dull boy