“The first thing we gotta do,“ Applebloom stated matter-of-factly as she stood in front of the official Cutie Mark Crusader Board of Things to Try, “is find your purpose!”

Scootaloo nodded, eyes trained on the only non-pony in the room. “Nopony gets a mark without one!”

“Oh, right!” Gabby, a young, energetic griffon who had flown all the way from Griffonstone to meet the illustrious Cutie Mark Crusaders - a group she hoped would be the key to getting her a cutie mark of her own - sat down and started happily punching her fists into the air. “Let’s do this!”

Scootaloo smiled. She had to admit, the griffon’s enthusiasm was pretty infectious, even if, in the back of her mind, she knew the chances of her new, non-pony friend getting a cutie mark were very, very slim. But, as a Cutie Mark Crusader, the three of them had to help whoever had a cutie mark problem, even if it was somepony who wasn’t a pony at all. “What are you good at? Do you play any sports?”

“Or like to dance?” Applebloom added, tapping the pointer-stick held in her hoof against the board.

“Or how about singing?” Sweetie Belle chimed in. “I just love to sing! La la la laaa!”

Gabby stood as the unicorn sang, wings fluttering on her back as she looked at the board of activities hanging on the wall. “Wow, I kinda just want to try everything! I mean, I don’t even know what to pick!” She leaned in, eyes narrowing as she scrutinized the board. “Though, while all these things seem like fun and would make for a really, really awesome cutie mark…” She turned towards the three fillies with a smile. “You guys forgot one of my favorite things to do!”

“Oh?” Applebloom stepped forward, checking the board for any discrepancies. “What’s that? We got swimming, painting, baking…”

Scootaloo rubbed her chin in thought. “Yeah! I mean, I even threw up weightlifting and everything! What did we forget?”

“Well…” Gabby grinned and spread her arms out, almost as if she was unveiling some glorious news to the world. “You forgot about fucking, of course!”

“Fucking?” Sweetie Belle looked at the griffon, perplexed. “What’s that?”

Gabby chuckled and waved the small unicorn off. “Pff… C’mon, don’t go joshin’ me! You guys are the Cutie Mark Crusaders! You must be fucking, like, all the time!” She sat down and smiled, though her lackadaisical mood was short-lived as the three fillies continued staring at her like she had grown a second head. “Fucking! You know… Sex? Rutting? Banging?”

“Oh!” Scootaloo perked up, a lightbulb going off in her head. “I overheard Rainbow talking about banging with somepony to Fluttershy!” She turned towards Gabby, eyes full of wonder. “Can you show me how to bang? Anything Rainbow does just has to be cool!”

“Ooh ooh!” Sweetie Belle shot up from her seat and began bouncing in place. “Me too, me too!”

Applebloom shrugged her shoulders and joined her friends in front of the griffon, a warm smile on her lips. “Sure, let’s do it! This… bangin’ might just be what gets you your cutie mark!”

Gabby jumped up, wings spread in excitement. “Wow! I get to show you guys something?” Her eyes widened, glimmering in the light. “Hey, you’re right! Maybe I’ll get my mark in showing ponies how to fuck!” She nodded to herself. “Now that would be an amazing cutie mark!”

“Cool!” Sweetie’s voice cracked from her enthusiasm. “But, uh…” Her head tilted to the side as Gabby stood up and started investigating the clubhouse. “What exactly is banging?”

“Well…” The griffon continued looking around the room, body quivering in excitement as she scoped out the perfect place to bang. “Basically, banging is when you do stuff to the things between each other's legs. Like, the penis and vagina and stuff.” Walking over to a small table in the corner, she placed both her claws on its wooden surface and pushed, as if she was testing its strength. “I do it with other griffons all the time back in Griffonstone, and when you do it right it feels really, really good!”

“Oh…” The unicorn’s face twisted in confusion for a moment, but soon her features brightened. “That sounds like fun! How do we start?”

“Hmm…” Making one last pass around the room, Gabby sighed and walked back up to the three Crusaders waiting for her command. “No beds, huh?” Shrugging, she started walking towards the center of the room and waved for the fillies to follow. “Oh well! Come on, we can do it over here!”

The three fillies excitedly followed the griffon to the center of the room, looking forward to their first ever foray into the foreign world of banging. They gathered around their feathery friend, each with wide, glimmering eyes as the griffon turned towards them with a smile.

“Hmm…” Gabby rubbed her chin with a claw as she looked at the trio before her. “How do I want to do this?” She paused in thought for a moment before pointing towards Applebloom. “Applebloom, are you up for some fingering?”

Applebloom saluted with a cocky grin on her lips, even if she had no idea what a ‘fingering’ was. “Yes, ma’am! I’m an Apple! We ain’t afraid of anything!”

Gabby nodded and pointed her talon towards the floor. “Okay, then I’m gonna have you lay on your back right here. Sweetie…” Her claw turned towards the unicorn. “You’re going to stand over her. Make sure to stand nice and straight so I don’t hurt my neck eating you out.”

Scootaloo hopped in place, wings fluttering on her back. “Ooh, ooh! Rainbow said something about eating a pony out, too!” She paused and frowned. “Kinda worried me, to tell you the truth. Rainbow eating a pony? Isn’t that canniba-whatsit?”

Gabby chuckled, smile widening as Applebloom and Sweetie Belle got into position in front of her. “No, it’s not cannibalism if you’re just eating out a pussy! That's just oral!”

Scootaloo’s head inquisitively cocked to the side. “Oh…” Her features lit up, wings once again buzzing on her back. “Well, okay then! What do you want me to do?”

“Um…” Gabby hummed in thought, eyes falling on the pair of fillies standing - and lying - in front of her. One thing was certain - compared to the thin, furry lips of the griffons she was used to, pony pussies were smoother and a lot fatter, too. Hay, the two sets of filly-lips put on full display right before her eyes even seemed juicier than the ones she’d sampled back in Griffonstone, and she couldn’t help but lick her lips as she imagined just how sweeter they must taste, too.

Gabby reached up and wiped an errant line of spit away from the corner of her beak with the back of her arm, and with a quick shake of her head she turned back towards the questioning pegasus beside her and smiled. “Uh, I’ll have you stand next to Applebloom and spread your legs, Scootaloo. That way, once I’ve started with them, I’ll be able to give you one of my world-famous wing-jobs!” She smiled and gave the filly a big thumbs up. “Trust me, my pals back in Griffonstone ask me for ‘em all the time!”

Scootaloo’s face split into an ear-to-ear grin. “Cool!”

With a little hop to her step, Scootaloo walked beside Sweetie Belle and, after sharing a smile with Applebloom, spread her legs to show off the trim lips of her labia and the pert mounds of her teats. “Like this?”

Gabby nodded, happily. “Yeah, that’s perfect!” She stepped forward and joined the fillies on the floor, crossing her arms in front of her as she surveyed the trio of delectable pussy-lips presented to her in all their mareish glory. “Now then, who wants to start things off?”

“Ooh! Me, me!” Legs kicking with each of her shouts from the floor, Applebloom picked up her head and glanced down at Gabby between her and Sweetie Belle’s crisscrossed legs. “Start with me!”

The giddy griffon grinned and brought a claw up to her face, smile growing devilish as she extended a talon and lewdly twirled it around in the air. “Well alright then! Here comes Gabby!”

With a quick lick to her talon to lube it up, Gabby brought her claw down between Applebloom’s legs and pressed it against the smooth, yellow lips of her marehood. A quick series of teasing rubs against her labia got the filly’s juices flowing - both figuratively and literally - and with a final, jolting grind of her palm against the fatter end of the young Apple’s pussy that got the small nub of her clit to kiss her hand, the griffon dipped her talon into the warm passage and pushed.

A half-gasp, half-groan filled the clubhouse with sound as Gabby pushed her talon knuckle-deep in filly-pussy on her first thrust, and when she pulled back she smiled as Applebloom’s legs weakly kicked on either side of her face. A wet squelch rang in her ears as she pushed forward once more, going even deeper than before as nearly the entirety of her talon sunk inside the filly’s pliable passage.

“Wow…” Gabby purred as she wiggled her talon around, amazed at how warm and wet the pony’s insides felt wrapped around her digit. “Ponies are certainly different-feeling than griffons… There’s so much more room in here!”

As if to prove her point, Gabby pulled her talon back and extended a second to join the first, dragging both digits up the center of Applebloom’s marehood to make sure they had ample lubing before plunging them back inside the filly’s body. A body which, with a loud moan from the filly in question, tensed up as the griffon spread her talons apart, stretching the walls of the pony’s pussy in ways she had never even imagined before.

“G-Gabby!” Applebloom bit her bottom lip, the back of her head pressing against the clubhouse floor as she rode out wave after wave of pleasure crashing into her body. “Th-that feels amazing!”

Gabby chuckled, talons sawing back and forth against the filly’s clenching folds to create a series of lewd, wet slurping sounds as drips of pony-juice dribbled down her arm. “Yeah, I hear that a lot back in Griffonstone.” Curving her talons to rub at a rough patch of skin at the top of Applebloom’s passage, Gabby turned towards the other Crusaders, each of whom was watching the proceedings with wide, awe-filled eyes as their friend writhed on the floor in bliss, and gave them a big, griffon-sized grin. “Okay, who wants next?”

No sooner had the words left Gabby’s mouth did Sweetie Belle, head between her forelegs to watch the griffon turn her friend into a blabbering puddle on the floor with nothing but a pair of talons, bounced up and down in place, nearly falling on top of Applebloom in the process. “Me next! Me next!”

“Tch…” Scootaloo frowned, but judging by the dampness between her legs the young pegasus wasn’t as ticked off as she appeared to be. “Fine… I’ll just sit here and watch...”

Gabby smiled, weakly. “Sorry, Scootaloo. It’s just easier if I start with each of you one at a time…” She turned towards Sweetie Belle, who was thrusting her marshmallow plot into the air in an attempt to lure her in. “Just give me a moment to get into a rhythm with Sweetie and I’ll be right with you.”

“Uh-huh…” Scootaloo sighed and looked over her shoulder, eyes glued to where her friend’s pussy-lips were wrapped around the griffon’s moving talons. “Just make it quick! I’m starting to feel a bit… antsy.”

Gabby giggled, a flash of pink between the pegasus’s legs catching her attention. “Yeah, I know what you mean!” She nodded as her eyes met Scootaloo’s, whose big, violet eyes shone with enough need to make her wings quiver on her back. “Okay, then just hang tight! I’ll skip the pleasantries and get right down to the nitty-gritty, I promise!”

“Um…” Sweetie Belle looked over her shoulder at the griffon, a bit of worry in her eyes even as she nonchalantly swayed her hind end side to side. “What do you mean, ‘nitty-gritty’? This isn’t going to hurt, is-”

The excitable Gabby didn’t give the unicorn time to finish, opening her beak up as wide as it could go before shoving her face against the filly’s voluptuous plot. The succulent lips of the pony’s pussy vanished inside the griffon’s mouth, Gabby’s beak wide enough to touch the base of her tail while also encapsulating the bulb of her clit. It was almost like she was trying to swallow the filly whole, though as her tongue shot out to bury itself inside her marehood it appeared as though the great, winged-predator had a different kind of meal in mind.

“Oh!” Sweetie Belle tensed up as the worm-like appendage wedged its way into her body, wriggling around against the virgin walls of her pussy like a snake burrowing towards her womb. “Wh-whoa! That feels… w-weird…”

“Mmm…” Applebloom hummed in bliss beneath her, eyes closed and drool seeping out of the corner of her lips as Gabby finger-fucked her with her talons. “Weird, but good!”

For a moment Gabby became the conductor of a two-filly orchestra, her tongue and talons playing the two young mares like maestros at their craft. A twist of the tongue here and Sweetie Belle would quiver above her friend, clit winking against the base of Gabby’s beak as her folds rewarded the griffon with ample amounts of her succulent juices. A curl of her talons there and Applebloom would moan uncontrollably towards the ceiling, eyes rolled up into the back of her head as her fillyhood clamped down around her new, feathery friends incredible tools of pleasure.

Scootaloo, meanwhile, continued to stand beside her friend's, cheeks red and wings fully extended behind her as she cautiously glanced towards the entrance of the clubhouse. She winced as her two friends continued singing their salacious serenade without a care in the world, causing her to wince as she imagined somepony hearing them from the outside. “G-girls, you might want to tone it down a bit!” She bit her bottom lip, the insufferable heat between her legs starting to drive her crazy. “I don’t want anypony walking in on us like this!”

Gabby pulled back, clacking the ends of her beak together as she swallowed the healthy sample of filly-juice in her mouth. She hummed in thought, pondering the strange flavor that had just graced her tongue. Interestingly enough, Sweetie Belle tasted, well… sweet. Kind of like a marshmallow, really, which gave the griffon a thought.

Gabby tapped her chin with a non-filly-fucking talon. ‘Hmm… I wonder if everypony tastes like their name suggests?’ She looked down at her claw buried knuckles-deep inside Applebloom. ‘I guess that would mean Applebloom would taste like apples…’ She glanced at Scootaloo. ‘And Scootaloo… a scooter?’ She chuckled to herself, tongue making a big, lewd circle around her beak to mop up whatever filly-honey had been left behind. ‘Nah, guess that debunks that theory… Would have been awesome, though!’

Another series of moans, these ones louder than the last, and Scootaloo turned towards the griffon creating them. “Gabby! The noise?”

Gabby shook her head to recenter her thoughts. “Oh! Um, yeah…” She looked at the door and then the two fillies before her, talons falling still inside Applebloom’s body as she thought up a plan. “Uh… Hey!” She perked up, beak splitting into a grin as she stared at the two fillies on top of one another. “How about the two of you make out! That way, your moans won’t be as loud!”

Applebloom, panting as she tried to ease the burning in her lungs, opened her eyes and looked up at the unicorn standing over her. “Make… out?”

Sweetie Belle looked down, cheeks turning pink as her eyes met her friend’s. “Um…” She sheepishly averted her eyes. “I’m… I’m okay with it if you are…”

The bottom filly’s face lit up like a midsummer fireworks show, fur turning the same color as the bow in her hair. “Oh, yeah, sure…” She shook her head, blush turning a few shades brighter in embarrassment. “Just ‘cause I don’t want us to be heard! Not ‘cause… You know…”

Sweetie nodded. “Yeah, I know…” Licking her lips, the unicorn closed her eyes and leaned in towards her friend. “Well, here goes nothing…”

Applebloom gasped, both from the sensation of a third talon joining the two already buried inside her body and the feeling of her friend’s soft, warm lips pressing against her own. She shivered as Sweetie pressed the advantage, the young unicorn’s tongue tapping at the gates to her mouth as if asking for permission to enter. Her eyes fluttered closed as she complied, lips opening just enough for her friend's tongue to slip inside.

A series of muffled groans and moans reached Gabby’s ears as the two fillies, one who she continued to pump a trio of talons in and out of, quivered against each other on the clubhouse floor. She grinned at the scene, wings fluttering in excitement behind her as she watched the pristine white lips of Sweetie’s marehood wink in need. But, before she could dig back in, she still had a promise to keep…

“Okay, Scootaloo.” She turned towards the pegasus, who had turned to watch her friends make out like a couple of mares in heat on the floor. “Turn around…”

“Ugh, finally!” Scootaloo faced away from Gabby and shoved her plot into the air, lewd drips of excitement matting the fur around her crotch. “Come on! Let’s bang!”

Gabby smirked and extended a wing, running it up the inside of Scootaloo’s thigh to mop up some of the mess. “Sure thing, Scootaloo! Brace yourself, though, cause there’s a reason everygriffon back at home asks for one of these…”

“Pff…” Scootaloo scoffed at the thought. “Please, I can handle it! I’m going to be as awesome as Rainbow Dash one day! A little banging isn’t enough to-”

With a simple caress of feather against pussy Scootaloo’s fore legs buckled underneath her, sending her crashing chin-first to the clubhouse floor with a shocked gasp. Whatever pain the impact had was immediately drowned in pleasure as the wing made a second pass between her legs, and before her mind had a moment to reboot Gabby was feather-dusting her marehood like a painter coating both sides of his brush.

“Ooooh…” Tongue lolling out of her mouth, Scootaloo’s eyes wearily fell on Applebloom’s equally as dazed ones as Gabby stroked her pussy with her wing. “Wooooow, this is amaaazing!”

“Heh…” Gabby grinned and leaned in towards Sweetie Belle, mouth watering as she caught a whiff of three fillies in dire need of some relief. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet…”

At that very moment, the three fillies found themselves transported from Equestria to a magical land of pure, carnal pleasure that none of them had ever even imagined.

Applebloom, writhing on the floor like a fish out of water, felt Gabby pull her talons out of her body, leaving her marehood clamping down on air as it demanded to be pleased. Luckily the griffon didn’t leave her hanging for too long, but rather than the slick, pointed tips of the predator’s claws wedging their way inside her passage she felt something blunt and much, much larger ramming against the gates to her marehood.

“G-Gabby? What-”

A loud, wet schlorp echoed off the walls of the clubhouse as, with a bit of effort, Gabby’s entire claw - talons, knuckles, and all - slipped inside the smaller filly’s body, causing the young, Apple-mare’s eyes to roll to the back of her head as she felt her pussy stretch to accommodate its new visitor.

“Ahhh…” Gabby sighed in relief, muscles relaxing as she looked at the stretched-out pussy lips wrapped around her wrist. “There we go…” She chuckled, fist clenching and unclenching inside the filly’s body to test the marehood’s elasticity. “Dang, you ponies really can take a whole fist! One of my friends back in Griffonstone, Gilda, always said she could fit her whole claw inside a pony… Guess she wasn’t kidding after all!”

Applebloom responded with a series of incomprehensible mumbles, mind fried with so much pleasure that her ability to speak had been hampered. Not that she’d have much of a chance to speak if she could, anyways, not with the filly on top of her having a wrestling match with her tongue. So, without the ability to speak nor the strength to move, Applebloom settled for simply becoming a temporary sock-puppet for the griffon, marehood clenching around her new friend’s claw as it rested inside her body

With her fist shoved inside Applebloom, Gabby turned towards the unicorn standing above her and licked her lips. While she did have the two fillies make out to help with the noise, she knew that the added pleasure would have an… additional effect on the two of them. That effect, of course, was the increased amounts of juices their marehoods were producing, which aided her in getting her claw inside the earth pony while also making the unicorn’s lips glisten in the light pouring in through the clubhouse window.

With a final, testing flex of her fist inside Applebloom, Gabby started moving her claw back and forth - or, at least, as much as she could inside the confined space of the filly’s constricting passage - and leaned in towards Sweetie Belle’s hind-end. She extended her tongue and dragged it up the filly’s folds, purring as she got another taste of the unicorn’s sweetness, and with a deep sigh that caused the fatter end to wink out in greeting, she started eating the filly out once again.

This time, however, she went full-bore on the unicorn’s pussy, tongue going a hundred miles-an-hour as she sought to finish her off once and for all. Warm rivulets of filly-juice poured down the sides of her beak as she feasted, throat flexing every couple of seconds to gulp down more of her succulent honey. She pressed her face forward to the point that the tip of her beak slipped inside the unicorn’s passage, yet even that was not enough to sate her thirst for pony.

Scootaloo, meanwhile, had begun to rock her hips back against Gabby’s wing, loving how the feathers felt as they gently caressed the lips of her fillyhood. It almost felt like a dozen talons were rubbing against the sensitive folds, lighting up every nerve in her body with electric bliss. Even her clit, which had begun winking out from the safety of her meaty lips, had been graced with the touch of those silken appendages, leaving her drooling from both ends as she neared a climax of her own.

It would be Sweetie Belle, however, who would be the first Crusader to fall. With a gasp and a squeak the unicorn pulled away from her friend, eyes wide and mouth agape with her tongue lolling out as the muscles in her body all tensed up at once. Gabby moaned as she felt the walls of the filly’s pussy close in on her tongue, a deep, guttural sound that grew louder as a thick gush of filly-cum coated her mouth with sweet, succulent honey. She stayed between the filly’s legs for a moment, tongue gently guiding the pony through her orgasm with soft strokes against her rapidly fluttering walls, and only when the unicorn’s legs began to give out did she pull away.

“Ah!” Gabby gasped, strands of cum dripping from her beak. “Now that’s the stuff!”

Scootaloo wouldn’t be too far behind her horned friend, though she kept her blissful outburst to herself with a well-placed hoof in her mouth. Just like Sweetie, as soon as her body tensed up for orgasmic impact her marehood began clenching and unclenching rhythmically, though it found nothing but air as Gabby continued stroking her with her wings. Unlike Sweetie, however, there was no thick gush of filly-cum. A trickle or two, maybe, but nothing compared to the deluge that the griffon had so greedily drunk down. Not that her climax was any less powerful, however, and by the time Gabby pulled her wing away she had grown so weak that she toppled over onto her side.

Gabby smirked, chuckling as Sweetie Belle, who had courageously tried to stay on all four hooves, took a few shaking steps forward before joining her pegasus friend on the floor, both fillies quivering as the aftershocks of their orgasms crashed into their bodies. The feathery predator turned towards the last Crusader standing, or, in this case, laying. “Two down, one to go…”

Placing her unused hand on one of Applebloom’s small, rounded teats, Gabby began fucking the filly raw with her clenched-up claw, pumping it in and out of the smaller pony’s body so rapidly that her lithe form started rocking back and forth against the floor like a ragdoll. Anypony who had heard the un-muffled moans from before would no doubt hear the rhythmic squelch squelch squelch of griffon fist sawing back and forth inside pony pussy, and while Gabby knew that it was loud she also knew that she just didn’t care.

“Come on, Applebloom…” Gabby shoved her arm forward, sinking another inch of her wrist inside the pony’s body and forcing a thick gush of filly-juice to dribble out towards the tight-looking pucker below. “Cum for Gabby…”

Applebloom’s chest began to heave, once, twice, three times before, eyes popping open and mouth agape in a silent scream, the Apple-filly arched her back off the floor and became the third and final Crusader to climax.

Gabby grinned like a mad-griffon as the filly started bucking against her claw like a wild bronco, riding out her orgasm as she coated the lower-half of the griffon’s arm in cum. Still Gabby kept her claw firmly inside her body, even going so far as to continue pumping it back and forth to bring Applebloom to further heights of pleasure. Eventually, after nearly a minute of writhing on the floor, the filly fell still, chest slowly rising and falling as she went into a climax-coma with a small smile on her lips.

Gabby smiled, and with a slow tug she wedged her cum-soaked claw from Applebloom’s pussy, causing the filly to shiver in her sleep as one last jolt of pleasure raced up her spine. The griffon inquisitively raised her claw in front of her face and took a questioning taste, finding that Applebloom did in fact taste of apples. She would have laughed at the find, but a sudden flash of light coming from her sides ended her celebration before it could begin. She looked down at the ground, finding nothing, but a strange splash of color on her fur drew her attention towards her flank-

She gasped.

There, proudly emblazoned across the fur on her flank, was a thick set of mare-lips, complete with a winking clit and a shimmering droplet of juice dripping down towards her leg.

A cutie mark.

With a whoop and a holler, Gabby spread her wings and jettisoned herself out of the clubhouse, leaving the three banged-to-sleep fillies alone in the clubhouse as she did celebratory flips in the air.

She did it.

She got her cutie mark.

Author's Notes:

Ugh... Now I remember why I stopped doing group clopshots... There's never enough time to really make a nice, well-thought-out clop scene where each and every pony/griffon get's their time in the spotlight! Of course, the second Season's End Special is yet ANOTHER group clop scene... Hopefully, I can do a little better on that one!