Citrus Blush reads the parchment in her magic, not really believing her eyes. She looks over at the mare…the alicorn…prostrate before her, then back at the parchment, not quite utterly bewildered. Twilight Sparkle is a Princess, a leader of Equestria. And she’s coming to her like a petitioner. She wets her lips, her mouth has suddenly gone dry. “Princess…”

“No!” Twilight yelps. “I can’t change the fact that I’m an alicorn. But in this, I’m not coming as a princess. I’m coming as a mare, wanting to pledge myself and my life to you all, for good or ill.”

“This form of petitioning hasn’t been done in hundreds of years. It truly isn’t necessary.”

Twilight looks up. “I do know that, Citrus. But I think it is, it announces to you that I intend to attempt to be accepted by your herd on my merits, not by my crown.”

Citrus passes the parchment to Cayenne, the pink mare's eyes rove over the precise pen work. After a few moments, she drops the parchment as her horn sputters out. “Fuck me... you're like a walking talking one mare economy unto yourself..."

Twilight shakes her head vigorously. “I specifically did not include income from Royal sources in my petition. I’m doing okay, my stakes in my herd's business activities amount to…”

“A hell of a lot of bits, Twilight.” Citrus interrupts. She glances at her two herd sisters, then back at Twilight. “Twilight, we are very comfortable financially. We don’t have to worry about bits. You could buy my store, Cayenne’s restaurant, all that North and Silver could produce until they die and not even affect your net worth. Rich doesn't even cover it, nor does thorough. You even included your grades all the way back to magic kindergarten.”

“I have to show that I’m worthy of your herd.”

“Twilight, look at me, please get on your hooves.”

The alicorn slowly rises to her hooves, though she seems reluctant to stand her full height, taller than Citrus. She stands there, trembling. Citrus smiles as she brings the parchment between them. “Twilight, your inclusion into the herd is not based on how well you did in school, your accomplishments as a mage, or even your net worth.” She tenses a bit as she uses her magic to shred the beautiful parchment.

Twilight looks on in shock, tears falling from her eyes mixing with the fragments of parchment that fall to the ground in front of her. Slowly she takes a step back, gulping, glancing around she looks for an escape, a way to run. To hide. Parchment pieces laying like confetti in front of her hooves. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." She cries out. Her horn lights, and Cayenne moves forward quickly and taps the alicorn’s horn.

“Owwwwwww!"

Citrus takes a step forward. “Twilight, whether we accept you or not is based on you. Not what you bring to our herd. In fact, based on what you showed us, we should be petitioning to join you.”

“No, no, no, no. You are an established herd…”

“Which doesn’t matter, we aren’t politically connected, nor are we nobility or elites. We are simply ponies living in Canterlot." She pauses. "Now about that, aren't you a Ponyville mare?"

"Canterlot born and raised, but anyway, I’ve been thinking of that, you all can use the pass I gave Tim to use the royal coach on the train. You can visit anytime, any of you. You are welcome at my home at anytime. I’ve already informed Spike and my own guards to allow you unrestricted access.”

Citrus looks over at the other two. “That’s very generous, Twilight, but we can’t move. My store, Cayenne’s restaurant, Silver and his smithy.”

Twilight nods. “I don’t expect you to move. I’m just one pony, it’s far easier for me to be mobile, I can teleport here anytime I wish. And with your permission, I’ll set up a waypoint here.”

Cayenne cocks her head to the side. “A waypoint?”

Twilight explains, “It’s essentially a target for teleportation, while I know exactly where your home is in relation to mine, it will make the teleporting process easier; so easy even a pedestrian filly could do it. You have two bedrooms here, right? Your master bedroom along with a guest bedroom?”

"Yeah."

Twilight claps excitedly. "I can simply set up a resonance, a waypoint, and anytime I want to teleport here, it’s a lot easier to teleport right there. It also allows unicorns that would otherwise be unable to teleport to feel that connection, and teleport themselves.”

“And Silver? Or Tim?” Cayenne asks softly.

“They would have to be brought along by a unicorn teleporting, but the process is easier with the waypoint.”

Citrus and the other two look at each other. Twilight watches their body language for a few moments before taking a step forward. “I want you three to judge me, see if I’m worth inclusion into your herd. You said that my worth to you isn’t the money I possess, or the magic I can bring into the herd, or any tangible asset. But who I am as a mare. I ask that you judge my worth as that mare.” She stands tall, her tail thrashing back and forth. “I’m ready for anything you want of me.”

Cayenne looks over at Citrus. Citrus nods and sits down. “Twilight, I know your actions during your last heat were not how you would normally act. I also know that you were not fully aware of how much you were attracted to our stallion. But inclusion into our herd isn’t just being mounted by our stallion. It’s spending time together, it is loving each other in and out of the bedroom. It is being with your herd for good or for ill. It's rolling with the bad times, forgiving mistakes, and kissing your stallion even when half his face is hanging off from a crescent saber strike...” She looks down, her ears twitching back and forth. “We have discussed your inclusion, and I do agree with your compromise when it comes to our different living arrangements.” She glances at Citrus. “Citrus has been accumulating the funds to open a second restaurant, and Ponyville might be a good place to open it. Provided she can find a chef that has the same passion for food that she has. The same with me, I haven’t been actively preparing to open a second shop. Though having a second location in Ponyville is appealing. And both would necessitate that we travel between the two cities.” She gulps. “We have discussed this issue, and we would be open to that.”

Twilight smiles and her ears perk forward. “You would be open to spending time in Ponyville? With me?”

Three heads nod, and Twilight leaps forward, grabbing Citrus and her horn lights again to bring the other two to her. She uses her wings to assist her in hugging all three of them. After a few moments, she draws away a bit, “Does that mean more than just platonic time together?”

Citrus’ ears perk forward, “Yes.”

Twilight’s own ears flick back and forth. “Could we?”

Cayenne’s eyes widen. "We'd be doing this now, Citrus?"

"Just a minute, Yanne."

Twilight nods. “I would like to be presented to your lead stallion when he gets home tonight.”

Citrus frowns. “Well, I will admit that’s pretty fast.” She glances at North Point. “Though that seems to be the norm with this herd.”

"You're already acquainted," Cayenne growls. North nudges the testy mare. "But that's in the past. All that's said and done, we've talked about a fresh start with you and yours, so we'll let it be."

Twilight leans forward, her head perking to the side as she meets Citrus’ own mouth. In a matter of seconds, their tongues are writhing together as she brings the other two mares closer as well.

After a few seconds, Twilight pulls away, then occupies her mouth with Cayenne, and shortly North Point is on the receiving end of a very energetic kiss. Finally she pulls away, all of them panting softly.

Citrus leads. “When a decision is made, the time to execute it is now.” She regains her hooves and walks slowly towards the stairs.

The other three mares glance back and forth. North giggles. “Silver is going to kick himself, you do know that.”

“He took serious injury at the hooves of my brother. With Tim’s permission, I’ll make sure to apologize the right way for all of that.”

"Oh you bet you'll be apologizing. He has a thing for fishnets, just so you know..." Citrus mounts the stairs behind Twilight, her nose twitching as she watches the alicorn’s tail swish back and forth in excitement. She shakes her head for a moment to clear it. “He is very proud of his scar and his half missing ear, Twilight.” She glances back. “But I do think he would appreciate time with you, though.”

Twilight uses a hoof to push open the bedroom door, “Well, when I’m in heat, he’s gonna have to suffer without me. I’m not ready for foals, and if Cayenne does want a foal, he’ll have to stay fertile.”

North and Citrus look at each other, neither was planning on children for this spring. Citrus giggles, “Poor Tim. Servicing three hungry mares with no backup.”

Twilight shrugs her wings. “I think he will enjoy our affections.”

Citrus nods as she follows Twilight in hopping up on the bed. She’s momentarily grateful that she bought a big enough bed, four mares, and the tall human, and the pegasus stallion. They all sleep quite comfortably on the bed, and they certainly have plenty of fun on this bed. And on the floor, and in the living room, and the kitchen, even the entry foyer. She feels the heat in her face at the unmistakable smells. She looks around, everypony on the bed is shifting hooves, abashed expressions, and flicking ears. She looks at Twilight, who is blushing as fiercely. “So…how do you start?”

Cayenne looks at the others. “Well, most of the time, our stallion starts things.”

North chimes in, “But he isn’t here.” She looks up at Twilight. “I guess I’d better dive right in.” She stands up, walking slowly towards the alicorn, her tail swishing back and forth. “I’ll admit, I’d like Tim here. I think he’d really enjoy this.” She moves up and embraces Twilight.

Twilight accepts the embrace, bringing North closer. “He’ll have plenty of time to play with us, after you all accept me.” She wraps her hooves tighter around North. She presses her lips to the smaller mare’s mouth.

North is half apoplectic. "I'm kissing a princess... I must be dreaming... Of all the mares to kiss... A fat apple has fallen in my trough..."

Citrus shifts, watching the two mares make out, the sloppy, wet sounds from the other two is getting her tail to swish a bit harder, she can feel wetness starting to leak. North pushes a bit, and Twilight ends up on her back, her wings spread out. North drapes her body across Twilight’s, pressing herself tighter to the alicorn, kissing her deeply. Cayenne moves forward, Twilight’s body has curled a bit around North, bringing her closer. Cayenne presses on Twilight’s leg, though it doesn’t move. With a resolute face, Cayenne pushes down harder, pressing the leg down, getting a hiss from Twilight. "I like it rough. Too much?"

Twilight breaks away from North’s kisses, and the smaller mare moving to kiss her neck. Twilight pants for a moment. “No, that’s fine, you can be rough. That felt good.” Cayenne glances at Citrus, her eyes wide and her eyebrows raised. Twilight moans softly as North Point nips her neck gently. “Harder, North. Please.” North bares her teeth, biting down on Twilight’s neck harder, getting a hiss of pleasure from the alicorn. Twilight moans louder. “Please, make me earn your love. Make me earn my place.”

Citrus moves forward, using her hooves strongly to spread the alicorn’s legs, a single sniff has her snorting. “Twilight. You are really turned on here.”

Twilight’s questing mouth is found by Cayenne as Citrus settles down between Twilights rear legs, trapping the alicorn’s tail under her chest. She contemplates the plot before her. She fights down a bit of jealousy, though he didn’t technically have sex with this, she had changed her form, it was still the same mare. Though the smell is intoxicating, Tim had mentioned when they are really excited that their smell makes his head fuzzy. She fights to keep her own head clear, Twilight’s arousal scent is definitely in the upper end when it comes to affect. She watches the plot flex in a wink, enhancing the scent even further. She lowers her head slowly, letting her hot breath wash over the lavender mare’s plot.

“Please…oh, please,” Twilight murmurs around Cayenne’s tongue. Citrus smiles and nuzzles Twilight’s folds gently, running her tongue along Twilight’s clit as the mare winks furiously.

“Oh no, Twilight, you are here to pleasure us,” Citrus says firmly, “starting with me.”

Twilight breaks off from Cayenne’s mouth. She squirms a bit and North climbs off of her. She flips onto her hooves and shakes her body a bit. She smiles as Citrus lies down on her back. She looks at Twilight. “Well?” Her tail is thrashing along the bed.

“Yes, mistress,” Twilight says seriously as she stalks slowly towards Citrus. Citrus lays her head down as she opens her legs, she can feel herself winking in anticipation. In moments she can feel Twilight’s own hot breath on her nethers. She braces herself, waiting for the intense feelings of a mare’s mouth on her. But nothing happens. She lifts her head to look, Twilight is cradling her lower half, but she’s merely contemplating the mare before her.

“Twilight, something wrong?” Cayenne asks, noticing the alicorn’s hesitation.

Twilight glances over at Cayenne. “No. I just haven’t…”

“You haven’t been with a mare before?”

Twilight’s ears flatten. “No. I haven’t. I was in a herd, but usually when the mares were going at it without the stallion, I would find some reason to not participate.”

North comes up, running her cheek against Twilights. “It’s okay, Twilight. If you aren’t interested in mares that way, it’s not a deal breaker. We will find other ways…”

“No, it’s not that.” Twilight says forcefully. “I want to.” She contemplates Citrus spread out before her. “I am incredibly turned on right now, but this is where book learning fails me. I want to give you as much pleasure as I can. But I’m afraid…”

Cayenne lays down next to Twilight. “You are afraid of a pretty plot like Citrus’?”

Twilight shakes her head hard enough that her ears flap. “No.” Her face reddens. “I’m afraid of doing it wrong, of not giving her pleasure right.”

That gets her nuzzled from both sides as North and Cayenne show affection. Twilight blushes even deeper as Cayenne grins. “None of us really knew what to do at first. You know what you like, right?”

Twilight nods. “Yeah.”

North leans forward and runs her tongue along Citrus’ slit, getting a shuddering gasp from the yellow mare. “Don’t worry, Twilight, if Citrus doesn’t like what you are doing, she will let you know. And you have two mares here who will support you in this.”

Cayenne crawls around Citrus’ body, finally embracing the yellow mare and their lips meet in a kiss as North uses her magic to spread Citrus’ folds gently. “Remember, Twilight, what feels good for you, will feel good for others. We are all mares here." She leans forward and nips the alicorn’s ear gently, getting a gasp from Twilight.

“Please, do that again, but harder.” North brings Twilight’s ear into her mouth again, still gently, but with more pressure. Getting a gasp and a moan from Twilight. Though she squeezes her eyes closed tighter. “Harder.” She moans. Citrus looks over at North, who’s eyes are wide. North narrows her eyes as she bites down even harder, her tongue working along the tip of the ear in her mouth. That gets a long shudder and moans of pleasure from Twilight. “HARDER!”

This time, North bites down savagely, getting a scream from Twilight. North releases her ear, showing obvious impressions of the younger mare’s teeth. Twilight dives down into Citrus’ plot, her tongue parting Citrus’ folds and darting deeply inside her, Citrus’ eyes widen as the alicorn’s long tongue caresses her inner walls. She clamps down on the invading tongue, her eyes crossing as the muscle wiggles and squirms inside, the tip finding a spot on her that causes her horn to immediately light and loud pleasured screams to be emitted from her lips. Twilight runs her forehooves over Citrus’ barrel as Cayenne runs her tongue along the magic on the yellow mare’s horn, truncating her screams and having her entire body vibrate.

Cayenne moves to bring Citrus’s horn into her mouth and she slowly brings her mouth down, her tongue writhing along the spirals along the appendage as Citrus eyes squeeze tightly closed, tears drip from the sides of her eyes as an orgasm overwhelms everything. Cayenne’s cheeks puff out as the magic from the orgasming mare lights them up. Twilight withdraws as Citrus’ body relaxes completely and Cayenne released her horn.

“That was fucking hot,” North pants, "I want my turn!"

Citrus lifts a hoof weakly. “Yeah, hot.” She lets her hoof flop back down onto the bed as Twilight moves over to North as she lies on her back and Cayenne brings her already lit horn into her mouth. Just a few minutes of attention has North equally rendered into an incoherent mass of pleasured jelly.

As North finishes her own passioned screaming, Twilight lifts her head up, smacking her lips appreciatively. She looks at Cayenne, “Going for three?”

Cayenne giggles, looking at her two other herdmates and the potential third one. “Hold on a moment.” She hops off the bed, then she pauses, looking back, “Keep yourself revved up, okay, Twi?” She disappears into the closet.

Twilight pants softly, she aches for more right now, she can feel her marehood flexing in an extended wink as she looks at the two other mares gasping and fighting for consciousness. That gets a smile on her face, her first time pleasuring a mare, and she’s done a fairly good job. She reaches a hoof back, playing with herself for a moment. Though it isn’t really necessary, Cayenne told her to keep herself revved up, even though lying here, being bathed in the pheromones that are filling the entire bedroom, she could stay like this for hours. She licks her lips, enjoying the flavor of the other two. She gets to her hooves, rather unsteadily after everything, even though she hasn’t been told to cum yet, she is certainly affected by these mares. Twilight settles down next to Citrus, who is starting to come down off her high. The yellow mare’s horn still glows in bursts.

Citrus’s eyes snap open in shock as the warm mouth envelopes her charged horn. A glance up and she can see the lavender mare run her tongue along her horn. She shudders in pleasure, another orgasm is close with just those ministrations. “Oh, yes!"

Twilight smiles around the horn in her mouth, sucking strongly she runs her tongue along the yellow mare’s horn, enjoying the faint buzz of the magic running along it.

Cayenne emerges from the closet, a small chest suspended in her magic. She stops as she watches as Twilight is giving a very enthusiastic horn job to Citrus. She sets the chest on the edge of the bed and hops up. She settles herself between Citrus’ spread legs and runs her own tongue along the mare’s dripping slit. She looks at Twilight as she plays with Citrus’s clit, and in moments, the yellow mare churns as another orgasm overwhelms everything.

Cayenne sits up as Twilight releases Citrus’ horn. Citrus tries to lift a hoof, but it flops weakly back onto the bed. Twilight moves over and kisses Cayenne, their tongues intertwining. Cayenne brings a hoof up, using her fetlock to cradle the larger mare’s cheek as she presses forward with her kiss. Though finally she breaks away. “Citrus isn’t as much into some of this stuff.” She says, gesturing to the chest. “And, to be honest, with two energetic stallions in our herd, we haven’t really had much opportunity or desire to get really kinky. Stagnation from satisfactions.”

Twilight’s horn lights and the chest is brought over. She sticks her tongue out the side of her mouth as she works the lock. And in moments the chest is opened. “Really good there, Princess, Citrus hasn’t been able to figure out the lock, yet."

"It's difficult, Yanne!" Citrus whines defensively.

Cayenne chides, "So says the mare who couldn't figure out an electric can opener."

"Hey, that was one time!"

North and Twilight are laughing raucously.

Then, finally, the chest opens before them all. “Oh my.” Twilight murmurs. “You’ve got quite a stash here.” She lifts out a set made of leather with metal rings holding it together. “Wing binders? You’ve been with a pegasus mare before?”

Cayenne nods. “She wasn’t looking for a herd, but she was pretty kinky. She moved on a few months before Tim came to our world.”

Something about Twilight gets Cayenne to look over. Twilight is sitting there, the wing binders held in her magic, and a bright blush on her face. “Is there something wrong, Princess? Is this too much for you?”

Twilight shakes her head so hard her ears flop. “No, no. And don’t call me Princess. Twilight is just fine, or love, or any term of endearment.” She blinks for several seconds, her blush spreading to her eartips and down her chest. “Actually, I’d like…”

Cayenne glances at the device held in her magic, then at the alicorn’s wings that are fluttering uncertainly. Then her eyes widen in understanding. “This stuff is turning you on?”

Twilight ducks her head, “I know. I’m weird. I’ve just had fantasies of being bound up like this. Do you have anything else?”

A long silence has Twilight looking up at Cayenne, this time, the light pink mare is the one blushing heavily. “Twilight, I’m not exactly certain how all of this is used. I’ve really only used this…” Her horn lights and a large piece made of rubber floats out, with a strap and harness to attach it to a mare.

Twilight’s eyes get wide, “That’s not a cooler, is it?” Cayenne shakes her head, “It’s a strap on? Just for pleasure?” She leans forward, looking at it intently. “Yeah, that’s a big one.” She looks at Cayenne, “You are going to use it on me, right?”

Cayenne glances at the other two mares, Citrus is pretty much passed out, but North has her head up, her eyes wide. Cayenne looks back at Twilight, “Maybe. But we’ve got a few other things first, okay?” She floats out a few things. “So, what sounds good first?”

Twilight flinches back, her blush returning. “Well… I'd like if... Could we start with the wing binders? I’ve never really had sex since I got my wings.” She stops for a moment, “Well, except two times time, but I didn’t have my wings one; the kusa had kissed them, though...” She looks up, “Oh, sorry.”

Cayenne puts a hoof on Twilight’s withers. Her irritation is spelled in wrinkles, but she measures out a few words. “That is water under the bridge, Twilight, we settled that already."

Twilight says, "Thanks. And I'm sorry."

"We all are. So, see anything you like, Princess?"

Twilight says, “Yeah, I think I like the wing binders, and the… bridle?”

Cayenne smiles as her horn lights, she places the binders on Twilight’s back, then fits her wings into the formed cavities for them. She leans down, bringing the strap underneath her barrel, she struggles for a moment. “I don’t think these were made with an alicorn in mind," she murmurs as she finally fits the strap through the buckle. She takes a few moments to tighten it, getting a moan from Twilight. She looks up, concerned at the alicorn with her eyes closed. “Are you okay? Princess?”

“Cayenne, I’m not Princess here. Please?” Twilight whines plaintively, she perks her ears forward. “But tighter. Please, I can move too much like this.” She exemplifies by shifting her wings.

Cayenne grimaces as she uses her magic, taking the binders in a notch, then with a glance at Twilight’s face, another notch, getting a happy gasp from the alicorn. Twilight smiles, “Now the bridle, please?”

Cayenne brings up the leather straps and fits them onto Twilights muzzle and brings the top over her ears. “Wow, Twilight, that looks hot on you.”

Twilight strikes a pose, a big smile on her face. “Does that mean you are going to use that.” She points at the strap on. “On me?”

Cayenne grins. “Nope.” She envelopes it in her magic, bringing it over to the mare and fitting the straps around her hips, “You are going to use it on me!”

Twilights eyes widen as she looks at the large rubber penis now hanging under her. The chime of magic gets her attention and she looks up, Citrus has floated the chest off the bed, and she’s turned around, her tail flagging. Cayenne’s own leaking marehood winks at Twilight. “Come on, Twilight, you can mount me.”

“Wow, I thought I was turned on before.” She stalks forward, eyes focused on Cayenne as the other mare wiggles her plot back and forth. Twilight nuzzles under her tail, getting a gasp of pleasure from Cayenne as her tongue darts out, getting her first taste of the mare. Twilight smacks her lips, running her tongue along her own lips. “Tasty,” she says softly. She rears up, her magic grasping the large horsecock for aim.

“Come on now, Twilight. Be a good little stallion and service your mares.”

Twilight awkwardly rears up, her magic grasping the thick rubber. She knows she can’t feel it when it enters the mare, but she can feel Cayenne’s reaction through the shoulder blades. The happy gasps from her rubbing Cayenne’s lips with the flat face of the dildo, and Cayenne’s moan when it’s barely breaching her entrance. She hunches her hips forward, getting a loud gasp from Cayenne. “Ohmigosh, so full!”

“Oh sorry.”

"Did I say stop! Ram it in!"

Twilight takes a step forward, and hunches her hips slowly forward, enjoying the pleasured gasps from the light pink mare as she fully enters Cayenne. Then she pauses, a frown forming on her face. “What do I do now?”

Cayenne blows out her breath in a huge gust. “You’ve been with stallions before -- thrust!”

“Oh, right.” Twilight starts rocking her hips, bringing the dong slowly out, then pushing it back in.

“Faster!” Cayenne moans, her horn sparking.

Twilight increases the pace, a smile forming on her face as Cayenne starts ramming back into her as she moves forward. She can feel her own marehood winking in response. She pistons faster as Cayenne shudders and vibrates in orgasm, her horn throwing off bright motes of light. Twilight keeps up the pace, furiously pounding Cayenne’s plot as the mare is quickly brought to a second orgasm. Then a third swiftly follows, every time Cayenne stops moving and moans softly, vibrating in place. Cayenne’s forehooves collapse, depositing her face first onto the soft bedcovers. “More…more…more…” she murmurs softly.

Twilight resumes her frantic pounding of Cayenne’s plot, and after only a few minutes, Cayenne screams loudly as her horn lights brighter than ever. Everything within the room is moved around, though North and Citrus both squeak as they are brought closer by the spicy mare’s magic.

Twilight pants as she pulls the toy from Cayenne, she sits down, looking at the slick tip of the toy as it bobs between her front legs. She leans down and runs her tongue along it, then smacks her lips. “You are tasty, Cayenne.”

Cayenne is still lying with her rump in the air, her tail now covering her plot. She lifts a forehoof weakly. “Thanks.”

Citrus nuzzles Cayenne for several moments then she stands up, locking her forehooves to keep from falling. “Twilight, do you like being dominated like this?” Twilight immediately blushes, looking back at the now overturned chest on the floor, then back at Citrus. She slowly nods.

North Point totters over, nosing Twilight’s tail aside. “Twilight, you are sopping wet back here.” That gets Twilight’s tail to clamp to her rear. North moves over and nuzzles her. “That’s not a bad thing, Twilight. For what it’s worth, given how much you’ve worked to help repair our relationship with Tim, and how you’ve come to us, asking us for acceptance, there’s no way my answer is anything but yes.”

Twilight’s eyes widen. “You're deciding now?” Her eyes dart to Citrus.

“It’s a yes from me," says Cayenne.

Citrus looks at her two herd sisters and frowns. “Well, it falls to me, then.” She stands up. “I may have been barely clinging to consciousness for a while. You are better with your tongue than you realize, Twilight. I did hear what was going on. I’ll admit, I kind of like that look on you.” She glances at the chest. “And there are a few more things in there I’d like to put on you. Kicker was fun for Cayenne and I to play with, I will admit, I would love to try more in that vein when it comes to sex with you.” She sits there for a moment, her eyes clouded in thought. Then she shakes her head to clear it. “Twilight Sparkle, while our herd mates do have a say in additions to the herd. The decision, in the end, belongs to me as lead mare. I was concerned that you would want to take over this herd as new lead mare. And while that has worked with some herds before. I don’t see it working here. Tim and I have discussed this, and he wants me to remain lead mare if you are brought into the herd.”

Twilight ducks her head. “I have enough responsibilities as Princess. I don’t want to add to that in being responsible for a herd.”

Citrus nods. “I’m glad to hear that. So, Twilight Sparkle, you have presented a petition, you have formally asked to join our herd, and you’ve offered ways to deal with the differences in where we live. As I’ said, we are judging you based on you, not what you could potentially bring into our herd.” She stops and glances at Cayenne, who is now snoring softly, though still with her rump in the air, her tail swishing softly back and forth in sleep. Then she looks at North, who has floated her glasses onto her face so she can see. She’s looking intently at Citrus, an expectant look on her face with her ears perked forward. Then she looks at Twilight. “The answer is yes.”

“Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Twilight leaps forward, grabbing Citrus tightly and hugging her. Citrus embraces her back.

Then she looks down, the dong is now pressed between their chests. Citrus grins. “You know you are going to have to use that on me next, right?”

Twilight grins as Citrus lays on her back. “Tim’s going to be back from work before too long. We want to present you to him. He’s going to want to pound that plot too, I think.”

Twilight grins. “I’ve got a few ideas in mind for when he gets here. But first..."

***

Tim trudges slowly through the snow-covered streets. Ponies have been pretty good at scraping the wet fluff from the sidewalks. But the continuous deluge from the sky has gotten them behind. He’s glad for the snow boots that he’s gotten from the Canterlot Boutique. Sassy Saddles had been amused when he had described them. Something to protect his feet from the cold. Then she had looked at his bare feet, then at her own hooves. She had produced them fairly quickly and they fit him perfectly. So, walking through the city on the mountain has been quite warm for him for the last couple of months.

He turns down his street. Several high rise apartment buildings are on each side of the street. He nods at his doormare and walks inside. Stomping his boots a bit to dislodge the snow. He whistles softly as he presses the elevator call button. With the heavy snow, work has been a breeze. Very few patrons want to brave the snow for a meal they can easily prepare at home.

The elevator takes only a minute to rise to the top floor, and Tim steps out and turns towards his apartment. The staff at the Spitfire Grill seem to really like the tall biped now. He had more than one helper today fixing a light in the dining room. He puts his hand on the door and takes a deep breath. His mares are always happy to see him after a long day at work. “I’m home!” Tim calls out as he pushes the door open.

Silence greets him. He looks around curiously, all the first floor lights are off, the kitchen is spotless and empty. Tim walks over to the library, and looks inside, the girls quite often like to curl up with good books in the evening. But it’s empty, Silver’s workstation is also empty, though Tim does remember the stallion will be gone for a few days. He trots up the stairs, a smile plastered on his face, this wouldn’t be the first time they welcomed him home with their plots ready for him. He pushes the bedroom door open, and then he stops.

Citrus, North, and Cayenne are sitting on the floor, happy smiles on their faces. But what grabs his attention is what he sees on the bed. Or rather, above the bed. Attached to a sturdy ring in the ceiling is four sets of ropes. Those ropes come down to small rings in four figure eight shaped hobbles. One for each of Twilight’s legs, her leg is hooked into each one and each fetlock is curled into it as well. She’s wearing a small saddle as she’s rotating slowly. A crupper is attached to the saddle, the other end holding Twilight’s tail curled over her back, leaving her entire plot visible. He gapes as it winks long and hard before him. She continues rotating slowly, he can see the bridle on her face, though it’s got blinders on it, restricting her vision to directly forward. As her face comes around, he can see her mouth is forced open with a bit attached to the bridle. His small bag falls to the floor as Citrus erupts, “Surprise!”

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