Author's Notes:

Sexytimes? We have those. Don't want those? May want to steer clear of this episode.

Typos ahead!

Coco approached on shaking legs. A hind leg lashed out, kicking the door shut even as the noises grew louder with every step she took.

Tabitha had a stallion on her, and they were thumping against one another with a feverish tempo. His grunts as his wings flapped were deep just as hers were loud. Both of them wanted to rut, and they were doing it.

Nothing could stop them. Coco trembled. Nothing... should? stop them. She took another step forward towards them, her eyes refusing to leave the sight. Had she lost another marefriend, silently and carelessly? What had she done wrong? That wasn't the first time. It had... to be her. She had done something. What was it?

Tabitha cried out, arching under the body of the other pegasus. Coco smiled. They were both pegasi. Maybe that was it. It was so simple. Only a pegasus could properly satisfy a pegasus. Her head hung a bit even as she brought down a hoof with a muffled clop on the carpet. Tears stung at her eyes as thoughts whirled through her brain in a maelstrom.

Who was she to even think she could satisfy an exotic creature like Tabitha anyway?

Who was... Tabitha to lead her on. To make her think she could have a chance? Coco looked up with a glint of anger, but it smoldered and died. Rage was not an easy emotion for her. Sadness came easier and deeper.

He was topping her perfectly. Every push seemed to make both shudder faintly with shared pleasure even as he hugged her pony torso from above and drew deep grunts of air with the effort of it. He was her stallion.

Coco could see such little doubt in that.

But there was... something else. Maybe it was the scent. Maybe it was her mind desperately grabbing for something, anything, even the tiniest shred of hope in a forlorn situation. There was one way she could still be in that situation instead of dropped aside and forgotten, again.

Tabitha felt her alien passage clench down firmly with a control she did not have as a human. Her tunnel pulled and grasped at the huge horse cock buried in her, beckoning Razz on even as she moved against him. She wanted him, and her body wanted him. Every fiber of her being seemed to want what was happening.

Except one. She felt a painful flex just a bit lower and her eyes drifted open. A raised tail was not far ahead of her, backing towards her. Coco was standing in front of her, trembling. Was she anxious, or worried, or, oh god...

Tabitha realized what she had done, her heart turning cold as that truth slammed into her. She had cheated on Coco in the most concrete way she could.

Coco smiled faintly despite that. "I'm either yours... forever, or we break up."

What a choice. Tabitha gaped even as a stifled moan forced its way free. Her stallion hadn't paused, and his motions hadn't stopped feeling fantastic either. Her cunt was singing praises for the effort, but her shaft was throbbing. It wanted its turn, and that turn was just in front of her.

"Coco..." Tabitha reached a hand a few inches even as she was rocked by Razz.

Razz noticed a diminishing in the pounding back against him. "Tabitha?" His ears perked up and he leaned around, seeing Coco. "Coco!" The fight or flight instinct seized Razz hard, and horses were wired for flight first. He started to pull free of his new mate, only to suddenly be arrested as her cunt slammed down and held his twitching member in its wet and hot prison.

Coco took a step back. "You met us both... this way, like this. I tried to have you alone." She licked over her own snout. "You've had us both... I still want you."

Tabitha still wanted Coco. She reared up, making Razz scramble to get his own footing right. She came down on Coco's offered back, making them three ponies, belly to back. She bucked her hips and struck the air, then one of Coco's thighs. The mare moved subtly to help things along. "Tell me you love me."

"I do," spoke Tabitha. Part of it was lust, burning and blind, but not all of it. She really did want Coco. She loved being around the calm pony. She even loved the way Coco looked. She flexed around Razz as she lunged forward, sinking into that welcoming maresex and claiming Coco for the first time. Coco squeaked as Tabitha worked her way inwards.

She felt complete. This was the first time she was using everything, and she felt... overwhelmed. She was filling and being filled and she almost didn't know what to do with it all.

Razz's powerful thrust into her knocked her into Coco and answered the question. Their pace was awkward and clumsy as all get out as they rocked back and forth in a poor tempo at first, but they slowly learned the beat of each others' dance and they fell into stride, becoming one passionate machine with three backs.

It went in order of elevation. Razz's shaft flared, sealing it within Tabitha's clenching passage as thick fluid forced its way up along the pole with tense twitches, then exploded out, claiming that waiting womb as his own.

The sensation of it made Tabitha almost squeal, but it turned into a low grunt as her shaft went steely hard and she sprayed into Coco's willing passage as her own fluttered and milked at the member inside of her.

Coco wasn't quite ready and thrust her hips back, making Tabitha resume her motions even as Razz squeaked as his sensitive member was forced to endure that delicious torture.

When Coco fell over that hill, all three of them collapsed to the bed in a pile, satisfied for the moment.

There were questions.

Razz nuzzled into Tabitha's furry back and then up to her human one. "Are we a thing?"

Coco had to laugh at that. "I was going to ask if we're not a thing."

Tabitha was wasted. Two orgasms like that weren't meant to be endured by one being, but there she was. Why did male release have to be so tiring? She did know one thing for certain. "I don't want to lose you." She didn't specify who 'you' was, but got two ponies snuggling her for the effort.

Coco was pressing back and rubbing her upper side against Tabitha's belly as Razz squeezed Tabitha's barrel and held tight. Tabitha felt loved. She felt so completely loved. Even if they had their imperfections, those imperfections belonged to her, just as the ponies they belonged to.

Razz pulled free carefully and flopped to the bed, his wet member slapping the bed as he panted softly. "H-how was I?" A thought came to him and he paled. "Oh no! Bubbles!"

"Bubbles?" Coco looked up from where she layed beneath Tabitha. "I saw her leaving as I came in." She couldn't remember much else about that moment. "Is she involved?"

"No! I mean..." Tabitha shook her head quickly. "I'm not interested in her."

Coco put the pieces together. "Nopony is."

Razz looked quite guilty at that. "That's not true." Both females looked at him. "She's practically my sister! I want her to be happy, and succeed, and... I'm not abandoning her! I just don't want to be her stallion."

Coco squirmed free of her stallion, letting out a little squeak as the last of it popped free of her. "You are large..." Not that she or Razz couldn't determine that by looking, but actually feeling it working was another thing.

Tabitha chuckled faintly, tickled at the praise even as she slowly sat up. The two males were droopy and flopped on the bed. Coco looked the least obviously just sexed. She did wonder how the mare was holding what had felt like gallons so gracefully.

That brought up another thing to worry about. Tabitha wasn't sure how to bring it up. "Ponies and, hm, foals. Tell me the news."

Coco blinked and reached out towards Tabitha's shaft, stroking it with a hoof from the base to the flat end of it. "Well, when a stallion loves a mare enough to put this inside of her at the right time, magic makes a little baby pony inside the mare, making her a mother."

Tabitha scowled at the obvious baby talk being used, even if that stroking was getting her worked up. "How do you know what the right time is? I know the basics of breeding."

"Did neither of you hear me?!" Razz's head came between them, perilously close to Tabitha's cock. "She probably thinks I hate her!"

While Tabitha's shaft had firmed at Coco's attention, Razz had shrunk back into his sheath, likely fueled by his anxiety.

Tabitha reached for Razz, tickling along his spine gently. "We'll find her, but not today. She needs some space to unwind and figure this out, and forcing ourselves on her will just get her to lash out at you or me and say a lot of things she doesn't really mean. Tomorrow. We'll ignore all the nasty things she might say and try to convince her she's still a friend."

"A good one?" Razz smiled with faint hope.

Tabitha lied. "Good friends." She cleared her throat. "And my employee."

Coco looked between the two. "We need to talk."

"About Bubbles?"

"No, about us." She pointed at Razz and Tabitha. "We can't pretend anymore. I love Tabitha. Razz loves Tabitha. Tabitha loves and loves being loved by us. Tabitha is a mare and a stallion. She can love me, as a stallion, and be loved, as a mare." She moved her hooves with each statement as if piecing it together. "If she takes just one of us, the other side will get more jealous over time." She stood up. "Tabitha."

"Yes?" She wasn't sure she liked where it was headed, but some of her argued she very much liked where things were going.

"What does the thought of bearing a foal bring to you?"

Tabitha considered that, her thickly-lipped mare cunt seemed to grow warm and wet as she put serious thought into the idea of spilling out a little pony and raising them. Being a mother hardly seemed like a bad thing, even if she did it as a pony.

"That answers that." Coco nodded, then put a hoof over her belly. "Now, imagine you did it. I'm going to get fat and bloated, then a foal will come and you'll be its father. How does that make you feel?"

Her shaft rose from half-mast to full as she considered that, and the portal through which all the magic occurred. A growing part of her wanted to pin Coco to the ground and make sure that exact thing happened. Being a father didn't seem so bad, not with Coco.

Coco reached out and softly rubbed that shaft with a hoof. "That looks like approval to me. Now... Tabitha might find a pony happy to fulfill one side of her and be done... Razz, will you?"

Razz blinked softly, then thrust a hoof up at himself before it fell. "I..." He tore his eyes away from his exotic lover to Coco. Coco was about the opposite of exotic. She was a darling, normal, average mare. She was nice, but wasn't a looker on any level, nor exotic at all. She was a mare.

He sniffed softly and shook his head. The scent was teasing at him, making him open to ideas that let him breed, and he did want to breed. "If... I mean... This isn't how I was trained." He hung his head a moment. "Marriage is between two ponies."

"So we won't get married," stated Coco confidently.