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“Not bad, not bad,” I told Twilight. “Maybe with a few more years of flying lessons, you'll make it up to Junior Speedster-level wingwork.”

Twilight touched down in front of her castle's door, breathing heavy. “Um... That still sounds pretty bad, actually. I'm never really going to be good at flying, am I?”

I frowned. Usually Twilight had a better sense of humor than that. Maybe a friendly punch to the shoulder would make her realize... But when I did it, she just swayed back and forth a little under the force of the hit. She sighed and looked down at the ground.

For a long moment, she did nothing else. She just stood there.

Oh, crap. Something was really wrong with her. Internally, I groaned. It looked like I was going to be in for a long talk about feelings, some kind of really sappy friendship lesson, and then an inevitable big mushy make-up hug afterward. Bleh. Well, might as well get it over with... “So, um... What's wrong with you?” Ugh! Stupid, stupid! That sounded so bad! Pinkie would make some joke about it and make her laugh, Applejack would have some country saying, Fluttershy or Rarity ... now they would know how to talk about something like this delicately. Maybe I could salvage it a little? “Uh, no. That ... it came out wrong. I just mean that I noticed today that you're kind of, um...”

“Pensive?”

Well, at least she was looking at me now. “Um, yeah. Totally.” Whatever that word meant, it was probably a lot less insulting than anything I could come up with to describe the way she was acting.

“It's just...” She took a few deep breaths. “I'm sorry, this is just really hard to say, and I know I shouldn't put it off any longer, but I'm not sure how you'll react if I...”

I rolled my eyes at her. “Sheesh, Twilight. That was just a joke. J-o-k-e joke. Okay? You're already doing way better than any Junior Speedster – except me, of course – and you're really improving a lot. Don't take things so seriously!”

“No, no. It's not that. I...” She glanced around at the town of Ponyville. Everything was calm and boring now, and there was barely anypony around, but she still seemed scared of something. “I need to talk to you about something. Um... privately. Do you have time to come in? I know you must be really busy so it's okay if—”

“Sure.” I shrugged. “I've got all day.”

Twilight gulped and her lips tightened, as if she hadn't really wanted me to agree. “Oh, okay. Let's go in then, and...” Another deep breath, a really long one this time ... and for some reason she looked off into the distance toward Canterlot. “And then we can talk.”

I waited for a long time, but she just stood there in front of the door. After a while, I took a step forward. “So ... are we going in or not?”

She still hesitated for a moment before turning and opening the door. As she led me through the great hall, she kept glancing over her withers at me. And was she ... blushing?

Oh great. It looked like it was time for another full-fledged Twilight freakout session. Probably because the Princess gave her an A+ instead of an A++ on some assignment or something. It hadn't happened in a while, so Ponyville was probably due for another one by now. But maybe if I could find just the right words to talk her down, I could get her back to being calm and rational before she did any serious damage to the town this time... Aw, who was I kidding? Me, find the right words? I'd be more likely to say just the wrong thing, and then somepony else would have to come in and clean up the pieces of Twilight's sanity that got scattered all over the castle. Problems that could be solved with a swift kick or maybe a friendship laser-beam to the face – now those were my kind of problems. Not all this emotional stuff.

Twilight took me into a private guest suite near the back of the first floor – one that hadn't been used at all since the Royal Sisters visited – and she locked the door behind her. But she didn't stop there. She then led me into the private bedroom of the suite on the inside face, so it wouldn't have any exterior windows, and she locked the door of that, too.

Yep, definitely a full category-five Twilight freakout session. I braced myself.

But she didn't say or do anything at all. She just turned around and stared at me blankly. In this almost-empty guest bedroom we'd secretly snuck into. Just the two of us.

Maybe a little joke would lighten the mood? I gestured toward the elaborate feather bed and grinned. “I'm flattered, Twilight, but you're not really my type. Gonna have to turn you down.”

But for some reason, that seemed to make everything a hundred times worse. Twilight looked like somepony had just kicked her in the gut. She wouldn’t look at me, her tail and ears drooped.

Yep, saying the wrong thing again. That's me. What was her problem, though? Was she trying to come on to me? I wouldn't blame her, but sheesh. I knew she could be awkward, but she must have known to at least ask a mare out on a date or two before locking her in a bedroom!

“Oh Rainbow Dash ... I'm so sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” I'd already had way more than I could stand of this mystery game. “Out with it, already! I don't have all day.”

She raised a hoof as if to object to that, but then stopped and shook her head. Instead, she finally looked me in the eye. “What I'm about to tell you... I want you to know from the beginning that I regret everything about it, and I apologize for every single detail. And I know that it will have to affect our friendship in some ways, but I hope that we can someday move beyond it, perhaps with an even stronger friendship afterward.”

Oh crap. She was going to confess her secret, undying love for me, wasn't she? Not that I'd have any hangups about a bit of fun between friends – I sure didn't think it would be a threat to our friendship – but... Just not my type. Not at all. Knowing that it would be really hard to find a way to let her down easily, I began mentally rehearsing rejections that wouldn’t sound too much like insults ... hopefully.

“I've... I've done something truly terrible, Rainbow Dash. Reprehensible. And whatever you might think about it, please just promise me that you'll stay and hear me out until the end, okay?”

Oh, well that didn't sound like the start of a sappy love story... “Okay, sure.” I shrugged, sitting down on the bed. “I guess I can listen.”

“Okay...” Another very long pause. Whatever it was, Twilight really didn't want to tell me about it, but for some reason, it seemed like she was forcing herself to.

“Well?”

Twilight nodded to herself, then spoke while staring at the blank crystal wall behind me. “Some time ago, I discovered a new spell, an unexpectedly powerful one. It allowed me to stop time, freezing everypony and everything in place ... everything but me.”

“Sounds cool. I wish I could do a spell like that – then I'd never lose a race ever again!” I laughed. “Hm... I guess that would be cheating, though. And winning isn’t really fun if you have to cheat for it.”

“Unfortunately, what I did with the spell was much worse than cheating in a race.”

“Worse? You?” I snorted. “Oh come on! You've never had so much as a late library book! What’s the worst you could have possibly done?”

“Yes, worse... Rainbow, I... Do you remember when I went to come see your air show in Baltimare?”

I smiled. “Yeah, that was pretty awesome of you. Pretty sure that attendance there doubled because there was a princess in the audience.”

“And, um... Did you notice anything strange about what happened after the show?”

Thinking back to it, I wiggled my rump into Twilight's guest sheets a little. Everypony had been so hyped up from a show with such a great audience, Spitfire had whispered a dirty little plan in my ear, and we'd ganged up on Soarin... It was so hot. So hot that, strangely all three of us had instantly...

I shook my head. That couldn’t possibly be what Twilight was talking about. I'd better stop before I left a wet patch on the bedding. “Hm, nah. Pretty much the same as after every other show.”

“Oh, wow...” Twilight's eyes went wide, and she blinked at me repeatedly. “Every time...?”

“Every time what?”

“Um, never mind. What I need to tell you is that I used my time-stopping spell after that show. And I... Well, I used it to sneak into the Wonderbolts' locker room.”

That got my attention. I sat up straight and stared at her. “What did you see? Whatever you think you saw, I swear it was just—”

“I did more than just see it, Rainbow.”

Aw, crap! She did see it! But what did she mean by...? “Hey! What were you doing in the locker room anyway?”

She let the question hang for a long moment, and even then, she didn't really answer it. “I'm sorry. This is really hard for me to say. Promise me you won't get mad?”

I just crossed my hooves in front of my chest.

“Okay... I guess whether you get mad or not is your own prerogative.” She took a deep breath and continued anyway, “I came there for you, Rainbow. I intended to use my time spell for perverted purposes, and I went there with the intention to look at you... And to touch you. In inappropriate ways.”

“You...” Woah. I mean, I wasn't surprised that Twilight would be into me. Of course she would be – I'm awesome. But she didn't really seem the type to do that. “Did you?”

“I'm so sorry... I did, and I did more than that.”

I shot up out of the bed. “Twilight! If you're telling me that you—”

“Please!” She held her hooves up as if she thought I might hit her. “Please just listen. You can be angry with me later if you want, but I have to say this. It's really difficult to say, but I have to tell you all of it. On Celestia's orders, I have to tell you everything that happened.”

The Princess knew about this? Just how far out of hoof had things gotten? Did she tell the Princess about Soarin, Spitfire, and me? We could all get written up for fraternization with a superior officer...

Twilight seemed to take my lack of response as permission to continue. She stood tall, stared straight ahead, and began reciting what sounded a lot like a rehearsed speech: “I found the three of you there, in the middle of giving Soarin oral sex. I then touched Rainbow Dash – uh, I mean you – on the rump and then on the vulva. I licked your vulva, and then I touched and licked Spitfire's as well. I touched Soarin on the chest, belly, and penis. And I licked his penis. I forced him to penetrate me vaginally, and then I forced your tongue to lick my clitoris until I was brought to orgasm. I then cleaned everything up – including cleaning my emissions from your face by kissing you and cleaning Soarin's penis by licking it – and put everything back the way I found it.”

“You what?” My jaw had dropped at some point early on, and my eyes were wide. “You did that? Miss goody-four-shoes you did that?”

“There's more... After that, I went to Canterlot, and I tried to do the same things to Princess Celestia. While I was licking her vulva, though, she revealed that she was never truly frozen. She caught me. For punishment, she used a spell that gave her a penis, and she...” Twilight looked at me again. “I suppose you don't need to know the exact particulars of what happened then. You can probably already guess. The important part is that she also commanded me to tell all three of you exactly what happened, as well as this: I must do anything you ask in order to make it up to you.”

“You licked the Princess's pussy!”

“Um... yes.”

“And then she grew a dick and fucked you with it?”

Twilight looked away, but she gave a little nod.

“Awesome! I never knew you were such a pervert, Twi!”

“I'm not a—!” She stopped and looked away. “Maybe I am...”

I laughed raucously. “It turns out that our Perfect Purple Princess is an even bigger pervert than Rarity! Who would have guessed?”

“Um... Rarity?”

“Don't ask.”

“I... Okay.” She took a step closer. “But you’re not mad?”

“Well, I guess that does explain a little bit about what happened in that locker room. Heh, and we thought that all three of us just had really short fuses for some reason.”

“You mean, you...?” I could see the note-taking researcher emerging in Twilight. “Did the three of you reach a simultaneous orgasm?”

“Haven't you invaded our privacy enough already?”

She jumped away like I'd slapped her. “Right! I'm sorry! It's not my place to ask.”

“Sheesh, Twilight, chill! It was only a joke.” I laughed at the way she kept cowering in front of me. “It's not like it's a big deal or anything. And it was kind of fun, actually.”

Twilight looked up at me, her lips quivering.

“Relax already. I'm cool with it, okay?”

Nodding, Twilight stood back up straight. She was still doing a pretty good impression of Fluttershy, though.

“So... The Princess told you that you have to do anything I ask? Anything anything?”

She nodded again.

I already knew exactly what I wanted. “So... you think you could copy that spell you saw the Princess do and grow yourself a dick?”

After thinking for a moment, Twilight shrugged. “I suppose so. It was fairly simple, actually. Are you going to ask me to, um...” She looked at me. “I... I never thought you might feel that way about me, Rainbow Dash.”

“I don't.”

She looked back down at the floor. “Oh.”

“Ugh, don't take it the wrong way or anything. Come on. It's just, you know, the whole 'sexy librarian' thing just doesn't do it for me, okay? Not my thing.”

“Then why the...?”

“Why the dick?” I laughed. “Well, I'm not done yet. There's two things that really get me going – nice strong muscles and a nice, meaty dick. And while we're sharing secrets, I guess I might as well admit that I've always kind of had a thing for Applejack.”

Twilight actually smiled. The first time in days. “I know... I think everypony knows.”

“Yeah, well, she doesn't have my number two requirement, and she's way too traditional for filly-fooling anyway. That's where you come in. Remember when you and Starlight were working on reverse-engineering changeling magic?”

For a long while, Twilight stared at me. “Um... I'm not sure I follow. What is it, exactly, that you want me to do?”

For such a smart pony, Twilight could be really slow on the uptake sometimes. I shook my head. It looked like she'd need me to spell it out for her: “I want you to transform yourself into Applejack, grow a dick, and fuck me with it.”

Twilight plopped down, sitting on the floor with her mouth gaping. “You what?”

“Oh, and also... Um, never tell anypony about this. Ever. Especially not Applejack, okay?”

“You want me to what?”

“Ugh!” I rolled my eyes. “You heard me.”

“But, Rainbow, I can't! I can't do that!”

“Yes you can.”

“But... That?”

“You said anything, didn't you?”

Twilight took a deep breath. “You want it ... now?”

“Sure, why not? I'm free for the rest of the day.”

“Oh... Okay.”

“So you'll do it?” I grinned. “You have to do it right! The voice and everything!”

Twilight nodded, and before my eyes, she began to glow. At first it was her normal pinkish-purple magic, but then it shifted to green. Flame-like tendrils wrapped over her body in a flash, and then the pony standing in front of me wasn't Twilight Sparkle anymore – it was Applejack.

Well, Applejack, but missing a few details. “Hey! You have to do the hat and the hair ribbons, too! It's not really Applejack without those.”

“I'm sorry, Rainbow, but getting the transformation spell to include clothes is something Starlight and I never managed to—”

“No! You have to do the voice!”

“Oh, right... Um...” She cleared her throat. “Ahm sorry Sugarcube, but gettin' that there spell to work on clothes is somethin' me an' Starlight couldn't never get right. I reckon I could mosey over to Sweet Apple Acres and sneak some out of Applejack's – I mean mah – bedroom, if y'all really need it.”

I laughed. “Don't lay it on quite that thick. But better.” Coming closer, I started circling around her, looking at her in ways I'd never be able to openly look at Applejack. Hot ponyfeathers, was she sexy or what? She'd gotten Applejack's firm, powerful curves just right. And the way her mane and tail flowed freely was starting to grow on me. Applejack looked like a whole different pony that way ... an even sexier pony. “And don't worry about the hat and hair ties, I guess...”

Twijack blushed as I came around behind her and looked under her tail. “So... you like it?”

I slapped her ass, which made her yelp, then I gave that firm, toned flank a nice soothing rub to make up for it. “Awesome. Now do the dick!”

She nodded, and the outline of an alicorn's horn glowed around the empty space above Twijack's forehead. A little flash emanated from under her belly. “Okay ... how's that?”

Licking my lips in anticipation, I came around to her other side and lowered my head, brazenly looking at her crotch. There was a nicely-sized sheath down there instead of her teats, and some adorably plump balls hanging proudly behind it ... but they were all purple. “Um, Twilight ... the color?”

Bending her head down between her front legs, she looked at herself. “Oh, right. Oops! Hold on just a sec...” The green magic flashed again, and then her new parts perfectly matched the ruddy color of Applejack's pussy lips ... which was a color I was probably too familiar with for my own good. I stared and stared.

“Um, Rainbow Dash?”

I looked up at her face, snapped out of staring at her juicy round balls. “Call me 'Sugarcube'.”

“Oh, um, okay ... Sugarcube.”

Grinning, I came closer, rubbing the side of my body against hers, draping a wing over her strong back. I nuzzled her cheek and ran a hoof through her long, blonde mane. Twijack looked so vulnerable with her hair loose ... so feminine and pretty. “Oh Applejack,” I whispered into her ear, almost nibbling on the edge of it, “you have no idea how much I've wanted this.”

She reached up and stroked the back of my mane with her hoof, drawing me in closer, and then she kissed me. It was a little awkward at first, just a tiny little peck, pressing our lips together ... but we soon found ourselves, kissing more deeply, letting our tongues caress each other's.

When we parted again, panting, Twijack cuddled her cheek up into the crook of my neck. “You have no idea how much Ah've wanted this, Sugarcube.”

To hear that, in her voice... I went all wobbly in the knees. Before I risked falling down and showing just how weak I felt, I pushed Twijack over, flopping her belly-up on the ground below me. Diving down on top of her, I smothered her in kisses, running my hooves all over the firm, chiseled curves of her body.

She gasped and her chest heaved up and down beneath me. Her hooves wandered as well, gravitating toward my tight little ass cheeks. I grinned as she squeezed. It felt good to be wanted, to be desirable ... to be sexy.

Our mouths met, and we tasted each other again. Oh, the way she moaned into my mouth ... I'd never been so turned on in my whole life! My tail was already flipped up way over my back, and when Twijack's thigh slipped between my legs, I could feel how soaking wet I was back there.

And I wasn't the only one getting turned on. I felt it, the warm mass of the apple-pony cock growing and sliding up between our two bodies. The supple skin of it rubbed back and forth over my teats as we instinctively humped against one another, making my nipples hard. I felt the wet spot growing just above my belly button, where her tip was leaking pre-cum between us.

She looked up at me, her green eyes sparkling. “Oh Rainbow. Ah never knew you could make me feel this way...”

I shut her up with another deep kiss. Twijack's hard body against mine, her hard cock against my belly... It was more than I could ever hope for, something right out of my most secret fantasies. She was so strong.

“How's that there feelin', Sugarcube?”

Ugh, she was still getting the accent wrong! Way too thick. I lifted myself off of her a little. “Shut up and fuck me.”

Twijack grinned, and with surprising power, she rolled. Both of us flipped over, and then she was on top of me. I was smothered in hot apple-pony muscle, and all I wanted was more of it – all of it. She pulled herself back, and I felt the firm tip of her cock trail down across my underbelly.

She was standing nearly straight up by the time the head of her cock pressed against my teats – how big had she made her magical cock? Did she have any control over the size? If not, was this size based on Twilight's body or Applejack's body? I'd never know for sure ... unless I could persuade Twilight and Applejack to—

I gasped when the broad, flat tip of it pressed against my soaking pussy lips. I could already feel myself spreading open a little. My legs quivered.

“Y'all ready, Sugarcube?”

Looking up into Twijack's face, I just stared up with my mouth gaping. My tongue might have even been hanging out. Maybe I made some kind of almost-imperceptible nod, maybe my body did the decision-making for me, or maybe Twijack simply didn't wait for an answer. She pressed forward, and her delicious cock slipped between my pussy lips. Her loose mane swayed as she threw her head back and groaned. And though she took it slow, making only tiny inward motion with each little thrust, she was relentless. Every time she moved, a little more of that cock found its way inside of me; every time she moved, the buzzing pleasure inside of me swelled a little bigger.

“Applejack, I—”

She pushed a little more into me and looked into my eyes. “Yeah, Sugarcube?”

“I... I lov—” Suddenly, I remembered who I was really talking to. Rather than let my mouth run on, I pushed myself up with my wings and kissed her, wrapping my hooves around her back and pulling her in close.

Her thrusts didn't stop, even as she returned the kiss with a generous amount of tongue. When we finally broke from the kiss, Twijack firmly pushed all the way in, until she touched my deepest point. As my body shook, she leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Ah love y'all, too, Rainbow Dash.”

What? W-was she speaking as Twilight there? Was Twilight in love with me? Or was she still in-character as Applejack?

She slowly pulled back and slid inside me again, and then none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered was the feeling of that gigantic mare cock moving into of me, its veins and medial ring brushing along my inner walls, its fat tip filling me so deep inside.

It was incredible! ... But as Twijack's slow, passionate lovemaking went on, I got used to it. Each long, slow thrust made me moan, but it wasn't making me scream. She was so hot, looking down at me with no hat and unkempt hair, but I wasn't really getting any closer to getting off. As she gently rocked back and forth on top of me, I was even able to catch my breath – and that wasn't the kind of sex I was after at all. “No,” I said between thrusts. “Do me like Applejack would do me!”

Twijack stopped, her cock buried deep inside me. “Um... how would she— Ah mean, how would Ah do it?”

Pushing up from underneath her, I rolled both of us back over. Acutely aware of the feeling of her wonderful length slipping out of me, I got up off of her and stepped to the side.

“Rainbow, what're y'all talkin' abou...”

Facing away from her, I stuck my rump up in the air and flipped my tail over my back. I could feel my pussy winking at her, dripping on the floor, begging her to give me that wonderful cock again.

“Oh, Ah reckon Ah get it now.” Twijack didn't waste much time. Only a couple winks later, her muscled chest slid up over my ass, pinning my tail between us.

Her hot tip prodded against my cheeks a few times. She carefully poked it around until it met the even hotter wetness of my pussy. Still slick with my juices, it slid inside easily. Twijack bottomed out in one long, gentle thrust.

I melted back into her, pressing my rump up into her crotch, taking in just a bit more of her, until I could feel the warm pressure of her balls against my ass cheeks.

Again, Twijack began moving slowly and gently, letting me savor every minute detail of her cock inside me, of her strong hooves gripping my flanks, of her hot apple-scented breath against my neck. And yet ... it wasn't what I wanted, what I needed.

“No! Like Applejack would do it!”

Twijack froze for a moment, though I could still feel half of her shaft twitching inside me. “You mean, like ... harder or something?”

“Yes! Harder!”

“Okay...” Without any further warning, Twijack slammed herself into me as deep as she could go.

I screamed when the head of her cock bashed deep inside me. Finally something to make me scream! A few tiny thrusts, barely pulling out at all but pushing back in so hard, made me whimper a little with each one. But then she pulled out, all the way out. Before I could say or do anything, she jammed it all the way in. My body could do nothing but take the hard use, and I screamed again.

“Aaah!” Another full thrust rocked my world. “Oh fuck yes!”

Twijack was really getting into it now, grunting and sweating as she pounded my pussy mercilessly. I knew I would be sore later, but I wanted it. I wanted to feel the soreness and remember this moment. I wanted this to last forever. I wanted her to make me cum, I wanted her to cum, I wanted her to claim me as hers forever!

“Applejack, I— Aanh! ... I— Oh shit! Mmmn!”

Twijack stopped immediately. “Is something wrong? Is it too much? I'm so sorry, I was just getting into it and maybe I...”

“No, no...” I panted, turning my neck to look back at her. “I just... Just give me the full Applejack experience, okay? Make me yours!”

For a long moment, Twijack just stared at me. I could feel her breathing against my back, and I could feel her powerful heartbeat through her cock. Eventually, though, her little frown of confusion turned into a wicked grin. With a flash from her invisible horn, a length of rope teleported into the room right in front of me.

At the sight of it, I pushed myself back, my pussy swallowing her beautiful cock once more.

I didn't mind that the rope was moved by glowing purple magic. All I cared about was how it wrapped around my front hooves and dragged them back until my chest slammed down on the ground. Before I could so much as moan, the other end of it wrapped around my muzzle and between my teeth like a bridle.

She pulled out of me a little, then yanked back on the rope. It pulled my lips and scratched my cheeks, and it forced me to press my hips up into her crotch. She filled me completely, and she felt twice as big inside me now that I was being forced into it.

The rope gave me a little slack, but then snapped tight again as she plowed into me. Her thighs hit my ass with a slap that echoed around the room. I bit into the tough rope, reveling in the pain and the pleasure of being taken, being used by another pony, not just any pony, but the hard-muscled farm pony of my dreams and her enormous magical cock.

The next time Twijack thrust into me, I screamed into the rope and my pussy clamped down hard. The wave of pleasure swelled through me just like her cock; I surrendered to it just like I'd surrendered to the ropes, and I came like I never had before. Hot juices splattered to the floor behind me, and my whole body convulsed. My belly spasmed as my own nectar flowed down over it, and my inner walls groped and squeezed the one still point in my body – the fiery-hot pleasure of Twijack's hard cock.

Eventually, my grip on her loosened a little. Even as I was still twitching and gasping for breath, Twijack started thrusting again, and she still didn't hold anything back.

My eyes teared up, and my screams became non-stop. I was barely keeping up with it, feeling like I might pass out at any moment. And still, Twijack rammed her thick cock into me time after time. I was a quivering orgasmic mess, and I wanted nothing more than to be filled. I wanted to be hers, for her to claim me as her one and only fucktoy.

Twijack grunted. “Rainbow, I'm... I'm getting close.” The tip of her cock flared wide, practically locking her in. She could barely move back and forth at all as her swelling cock stretched me to my limits. “Do you want it in... ins... Uugh!”

“Mmmm!” I tried to yell at her through the gagging rope, not even sure what I was trying to say. All that came out was muffled moans.

It didn't matter. Twijack's cock gave a long, powerful throb, and warm Applejack cum flooded into me, soaking into every inch of my body.

Another came, and another. I could feel each hot jet of it spraying against my innermost barrier, pushing its way through as her flare locked the gooey mass deep inside me.

An orgasm hit me by surprise, smaller than the first, but so much warmer and deeper. I could lose myself in steamy, Applejack-scented clouds of bliss as my pussy sucked and squeezed, begging her cock for every drop it could give me. My vision faded a little, but that didn't matter – the only thing that mattered was the cock I could feel pulsing streams of new life into me.

... When I came back to myself, I first noticed that my face was in a puddle of drool. More of it was leaking from my lips around the rope. Twijack was still twitching on top of me, but I could feel her cock softening and slipping out. It came free with a plop, followed by a huge splatter of white on the floor behind me. I felt it leaking out and dribbling down the crevice between by ass cheeks. And I could still feel it inside of me, the thick warm weight of it.

As I struggled to get up, the ropes glowed purple and untied themselves, slipping off of me and allowing me to stand. And as soon as I stood on all four hooves again, Twijack slipped off of me as well.

I whirled on her in an instant, easily knocking her off her woozy legs and diving down for her cock. Before it could disappear entirely, I took the softening length into my mouth. Greedily, I sucked it down, licked it clean. The flavors of myself and Applejack mixed on my tongue. I wanted all of it, every last drop.

Twijack groaned and stroked my mane with her hoof.

Looking back up at her with her half-hard cock still filling my mouth, I grinned ... as much as I could with my lips spread around her girth.

“Oh, Sugarcube... Yer a real softie on the inside, ain't ya?”

Still really bad at the accent, but by then I didn't care anymore. That was Applejack's mane all messy and matted with sweat. That was Applejack's soft, well-spent cock between my lips. Those were Applejack's honest green eyes that stared down at her so affectionately. So full of love. I slurped up the very last of our shared juices, stuck my tongue out for my Apple lover to see, then swallowed them eagerly. But I wasn't all subservient – I poked my hoof against the little bit of her cock still outside of her sheath and winked. “Hey, I'm not the one going soft here.”

She stroked her hoof through my mane again. “Y'all really are a rascal, ain't ya, Dashie?”

“Are you really going to talk to the mother of your foal like that?” I giggled and rubbed my belly. “I bet I've got an awesome little earth pony in here already. Heh, I guess that means I'm a part of the Apple family now.”

“Actually, I would think that a unicorn or a pegasus would be more likely.” Twijack glowed purple for a moment, then transformed back into Twilight Sparkle.

I gaped at her. Oh wait...

“Possibly even an alicorn.” With another flash, the now-purple cock vanished as well, leaving only Twilight's smooth, violet-furred belly.

“But...” My mind spun. “I... I can't! I can't have a foal! Not now! Not with ... um...”

“It's okay, Rainbow. I understand that you're not ready ... and that I'm not the, uh, father you'd prefer. Don't worry. I have a contraception spell that will work perfectly as long as we use it within twenty-four hours. You don't have to have a foal if you don't want to.”

At least I could breathe again. “Oh... Okay.” That was ... a close call. And something else. If anypony had asked me this morning if I wanted Applejack's babies, I would have laughed at them ... for more than one reason. But now...? Well, that would be between me and Applejack – not that Applejack would ever consider such an nontraditional thing – but it was definitely none of Twilight's business.

“Rainbow? Are you going to be okay? Do you want me to use that contraceptive spell?”

“Yeah...” I sat up straighter and wiped a little bit of cum away from my lips. “Yeah to both. You... You wouldn’t tell anypony about this, would you? Especially not, you know...”

“I'll never tell anypony, and certainly not Applejack.”

I nodded. “Good. And, um, thanks... That was, uh ... good.”

Twilight grinned, and from her blush, I guessed that she might have enjoyed it almost as much as I did. She was cute like that. Still not my type ... but, you know, objectively cute. Not like my opinion or anything. Just really cute.

It got me to thinking, though. “Wait... If Princess Celestia used the same mare-dick spell with you...” I squinted at her. “Did you ... you know?”

“Did she ejaculate inside me?”

I looked away, a little shocked to hear it said so boldly from a pony I'd always known to be so prudish and uptight. I could still remember her look of outrage when I'd said that Princess Cadance was a lucky mare – that Shining Armor had a really nice package. But I nodded. “Yeah, that. Did you do it, are you...?”

She smiled broadly ... almost disturbingly wide. “Oh yes, very much yes. And you'd better believe the first thing I did when I got a little privacy was to run a full pregnancy detection spell.”

“And...?”

“You have to promise to keep it a secret – I haven't even told Celestia yet!”

I nodded.

“Pinkie promise.”

After I went through the motions and said the right words, Twilight finally seemed satisfied. She leaned in close and whispered, “Two eggs are fertilized, though they haven't implanted yet. Each one has approximately a fifty percent chance of implanting in the uterine lining, giving me a seventy-five percent chance of being pregnant and a twenty-five percent chance of it being twins!”

“Such an egghead.” I gave her a devilish grin. “Literally.”

“Well, this egghead is the only one in Ponyville who knows a contraceptive spell that works after the act, so I'd hope you'd be more appreciative. You still want me to do it, right?”

I nodded almost frantically. “Yes, yes! Of course! But ... you're not going to do that spell for yourself?”

“Oh, no. It's already beyond the twenty-four hour window anyway. And, well... Remember how you felt when you thought you were going to have Applejack's babies? Let's just say, um, when it comes to Princess Celestia, I feel a similar way about it.”

“I... I was... It was just the hormones or, um, something! I didn't mean that about Applejack!”

She laid a hoof on my shoulder. “There's nothing to be ashamed of, Rainbow Dash. And your secret is safe with me. I promise.”

“Pinkie Promise?”

“I already made a vow to Princess Celestia to do whatever you wanted...”

I shook my head. “Yeah, but she's just the Princess. Nopony breaks a Pinkie promise.”

Twilight sighed and went through the motions. “There. Pinkie promise. Though, you know ... I could use Ferngold's Fantastic Feminine Phallus spell on any mare. If Applejack agreed to it, this could be a reality...”

“Nah, I can't get pregnant – it would ruin my flying form for the Wonderbolts for at least a year. I can't take a year off when I'm still just a rookie. And besides, she'd never go along with it. I already know she has no interest in other mares.” I thought back to how warm and satisfied I'd been when I thought I would be carrying her foals. How fulfilled. What a shame.

“What if Applejack wasn't the one with the, um, phallus? I could use the spell on you, after all. Then you wouldn't be the one getting pregnant, and Applejack would have a 'stallion' of sorts – that might be close enough for her...”

I looked over at her. “You really think she'd go for something like that?”

“Well, the probability is rather low... But I'd bet my crown that the chances of it working are non-zero. We'd just have to find the right way to approach her about it. We certainly can't broach the topic too straightforwardly – you two aren't even dating yet ... and you can't be dating until Applejack knows about the possibilities of this spell... It's a tricky conundrum ... maybe Rarity could help us sift through it. I imagine she's pretty good with this kind of thing.”

I shook my head. “I should have known. It's always the sheltered ones who end up being the most perverted. And a librarian on top of it – I've seen enough porno magazines to know that hot librarians are always secretly kinky.”

“You ... think I'm hot?”

“Um, um, no! I mean yes! I mean ... augh! Why does this have to be so hard?” I covered my head with my hooves. “I mean, you're not my type, but...”

“But...”

“But you are objectively pretty hot. By, you know, normal pony standards. And being a princess doesn't hurt – did you notice that you've gotten taller since you got wings? Everypony likes long legs. And, you know, other stuff.”

“Well, too bad for them.” Twilight giggled. “I belong to Celestia now, and nopony else. I'm her mare ... though I guess it does make me wonder if that 'objective hotness' might have influenced Celestia's choice.”

“Nopony else? You've still got Soarin and Spitfire, right?”

Twilight nodded. “True ... but only under Celestia's orders. Speaking of which, where might I find them about now?”

“Soarin's on leave in Las Pegasus, and Spitfire should be at the Academy – veteran-level training season is starting there now that our spring tour is over.”

“Okay ... good.”

I smirked. “You're enjoying this 'punishment', aren't you?”

“What?” Twilight held a hoof over her chest in indignation. “Of course not! I'm just doing my duty and making amends, like Princess Celestia told me to.”

“Twilight...”

“What?”

“You're even worse at lying than Applejack.”

Twilight sniggered. “Maybe. So ... are we still friends? Despite, you know...”

“You're talking to the Element of Loyalty here, Princess Egghead. Of course we're friends. Just, you know, ask next time you're feeling frisky, okay? I might even say yes.”