“Split up?” Rainbow Dash questions. She and the rest of the girls look at Sunset Shimmer with questioning gazes, confused by her decision.

An entire day has passed and Sunset’s [corruption] has returned to zero percent, but she can’t help but feel pissed. She silently nods in confirmation at her friend’s question and pulls out some flyers, each with unique, basic-seeming quests.

“We barely stood a chance against the demon general yesterday,” Sunset says in a serious tone. “We need to get stronger and we can’t rely on only a few people going on quests and giving everyone else half their experience points. We’re all gonna go on quests and gain our own EXP from now on.”

She glances over at Fluttershy, who seems troubled by the idea, but Sunset doesn’t care. They can’t afford to lose to anyone or anything at this point and she can’t rely on her dark magic—as powerful as it may be.

“I guess that’s a smart idea,” Twilight chimes in. She picks up a random flyer and reads it over. “I can probably take this one; Study the Culture of the Draco People. It requires people with high intelligence and the [Gentle Soul] quirk. Fluttershy and I can take that one.”

“Me?” the druid asks. “I-I don’t know...”

“Come on, Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie says as she firmly grasps her friend’s shoulders. “You’ve faced worse things back home so you can definitely take on whatever this world has. Think about the animals!”

Of course, using the poor defenseless animals to sway Fluttershy, the oldest trick in the book. Although it’s cruelly manipulative, it’s necessary to ensure Fluttershy plays her part to help the team grow.

“Okay...” she reluctantly replies.

With that, Twilight happily leads the despairing druid out of the room and down to the main foyer of the guild hall to claim the quest.

“Everyone else find something they can do,” Sunset grumbles as she strips off her armor completely, exposing her bare body to the piercing cold atmosphere. “I’m gonna take a quick nap.”

“Will do, Sunset,” Rainbow Dash says.

With Sunset doing just about everything—helping her team level up, going on dangerous missions, and slaying high-level enemies—she deserves a little time to herself. As she jumps into bed and closes her eyes to drift off to sleep, Sunset’s worries fade away into dust and a smile spreads across her lips.

---

Fluttershy’s not a fighter, it’s far too obvious to even the most dullest of creatures. She’s more of a fair maiden type or a damsel in distress, not a warrior or an adventurer. She wouldn’t even harm a mosquito if it was trying to drainher of her essence. Having to actually go out on a quest is like a nightmare to her, knowing she’ll certainly be forced to use her powers.

With the addition of not being a fighter, she’s not very athletic either. It’s only been a few minutes of walking and yet she can barely catch her breath. The fast-travel system dropped her and Twilight off near a forest just a mile or two away from their destination, forcing them to spend a few extra minutes or hourse to walk the Draco settlement. Her lungs are on fire and her legs feel like they are about to give in but the desire to help her friends and animals drives her to push through the pain.

Twilight, on the other hand, seems to be just fine and not exhausted at all. She’s walking right next to the dying druid, making sure to not let her fall behind and get lost during their trek. A few specks of sweat litter her face but she doesn't seem to be losing strength—most likely a quirk of being a knight.

“Are we almost there?” Fluttershy groans. “I hope I’m not being annoying by asking.”

“Yes, we’re almost there and no, you’re not being annoying by asking,” Twilight responds. “Just past this patch of forest and we’ll reach the Draco settlement. I can’t wait!”

“I can...” Fluttershy grumbles under her breath.

Though, despite the arduous trek, the reward at the end will be worth it. She’s relieved she’ll be able to rest and get some fresh water to quench her burning lungs soon. The small patches of shade from the forest canopy only provides some relief for the girls but not enough to satisfy them.

At last, the girls stumble out of the forest and lay eyes upon a small village surrounded by wooden pikes. There is no gate to cover the entrance, allowing visitors to view directly into the small village. A few straw and mortar huts are scattered around the area and four watch towers are around every corner of the inner perimeter. The Dracos are plainly living their lives, conversing with friends, bringing in fresh game, and practicing combat.

Twilight, being uncontrollably eager to learn new things, emerges from the forest and approaches the settlement. Fluttershy instinctually but reluctantly follows her friend, not wanting to stay behind but also afraid to enter.

The Dracos are man-sized crocodiles, each one varying in size and color but all of them—the males, especially—are muscularly built and their scales gleam like steel, along with their tan underbellies. Their jaws are lined with bone-crushing teeth and their eyes gleam like gold.

Small shreds of cloth cover their loins down to their knees and their weapons are safely tucked either behind them or holstered onto their hips.

Two Draco males—one copper-orange and another swampy-green—standing at the gateway to the bustling village spot the incoming adventurers and cross their primitive spears to prohibit entry. Fluttershy hides behind her knight in shining armor as the massive lizard men glower at them with icy stares. Although she and Twilight are just supposed to be studying the creatures, she can’t possibly muster the courage to talk, let alone stand before their presence.

“Good morning!” Twilight says in a cheery voice. The Dracos don’t seem to be too cheerful themselves, causing the knight’s smile to wilt a bit. “My name is Twilight Sparkle and this is Fluttershy.” The druid gives the two guards a small wave while remaining hidden behind Twilight. “We are here to learn more about your kind.”

The guards stand unwavering, their glares only intensifying by the second. Fluttershy trembles behind her shield, silently mouthing a prayer for them to not attack.

“I thought this would happen,” Twilight mumbles.

Everyone watches in anxiousness and curiosity as the knight pulls up her inventory screen and selects a small item from one of the slots. In her hands, a small plate of sweets appears and she offers the guards a sample. The giant lizards simply look to each other and the morsels with confusion and suspicion as if they’ve never seen sweets before.

“It’s food, not poison,” Twilight explains with an anxious smile.

The orange guard greedily reaches out a clawed hand to test one of the mouthwatering morsels but this green partner slaps his hand out of the way and chastises him in their tongue. Fluttershy is terrified, knowing the plan to gain their trust had failed. Fortunately, the green guard cautiously plucks a small cookie from the platter and plops it into his maw.

Fluttershy can feel sweat trickling down her face as she watches the Draco munch away on the cookie, savoring the flavor and texture like a foreign delight. She has no idea how a carnivorous creature like him could possibly enjoy something like human food, if it will enjoy it at all.

The guard’s eyes light up as if it’s tasted heaven and nudges his comrade to partake in the meal. Soon, the reptiles eviscerate the platter of sweets, leaving only frosting, chocolate chips, and crumbs to litter the platter. The empty dish begins to glow in a vibrant, golden light and evaporates into the atmosphere now that its contents have been used up.

“I take it you two enjoyed our little gift?” Twilight asks with a slightly more confident tone.

The guards answer by stepping out of the way and graciously allowing the girls full passage into the village. As they enter, Fluttershy cautiously watches the Draco guards, wary of them trying anything brash. Fortunately, they stand with giddy, drunken faces, barely paying any heed to the girls as they step foot into the village.

The Draco settlement is a lot more lively than Fluttershy had expected. Small, male hatchlings run around dangerously waving sticks like swords. The adult males are practicing actual combat in a small enclosure while another group bring in some hefty game. The females, both young and old—who have smoother scales and have an albino complexion—tend to the young and help in preparing meals and tanning hide.

The calm atmosphere is almost enough to bring Fluttershy out of her hiding spot...

“Humans in Draco village?” a gruff voice asks, causing the timid druid to jump in surprise and hide behind Twilight once more.

The girls look back to see a buff, emerald-scaled Draco with scars running across his face, torso, and limbs. A large loincloth covers his groin and a chipped sword is sheathed upon his hip.

His eyes glow with curiosity as he looks upon the girls with what Fluttershy believes to be a hungry glare.

“Dracos not get lot human guests,” he says in broken English. “Why humans here?”

Twilight turns to face the soldier with a gleeful smile, his appearance not bothering her in the slightest, and extends her hand.

“My name is Twilight Sparkle and this is my friend, Fluttershy,” she says. “We’re here to do some research on the Draco race and maybe make friends!”

The lizard-man cocks his head to the side and raises a confused brow at the knight’s explanation. “Re...search?” he asks.

Fluttershy had assumed their broken English meant they weren’t too fluent or knowledgeable in many words in the English language...but this is almost elementary-level knowledge they’re talking about.

“Uh, learning,” Twilight elaborates. “We want to learn more about your kind: your culture, lifestyles, activities, all that.”

“Humans...want be friends with Dracos?” the soldier asks, his eyes lighting up with joy. “Varn not get many human friend. Varn show humans village and learn about culture. Humans hungry?”

“I would love something to eat,” Twilight replies as she pats her stomach. “What about you, Fluttershy?”

The druid looks between the eager knight and the Draco with uneasiness but also a bit more safety. Although they’re carnivorous, they haven’t attempted to tear the skin from their bones, so they should be safe. She silently nods in affirmation and follows their tour guide through the village.

“Dracos live simple life,” Varn says as he shows the entirety of the village to the girls. “Dracos hunt, fight, and raise young. No need human things to have good life. Dracos strong in magic and strength and live long lives."

Twilight voraciously absorbs every bit of information Varn spits out, writing every last detail down on a small notebook that came along with the quest. Every facility, everything about their culture, history, even the way they split the functions between males and females is documented down to the very last detail.

The lifestyle of the Dracos is almost like that of humans: hunting, fighting, raising and nurturing children. With that connection, Fluttershy feels safer than she's ever been in this strange world; to know that there are strange creatures here that aren't too different from her or her friends in their behaviors.

"Humans like Draco village?" Varn asks.

"It's amazing, Varn!" Twilight says as she jots down a few more notes in her notebook. "Oh, we haven't seen what's in that hut over there."

She points to small hut with alabaster walls and a red straw roof. Unlike most of the other mundane huts, this one doesn't have windows to allow the light of day to peek in. A rainbow bead curtain swaying in the gentle breeze acts as the door. Oddly enough, it looks like a small love shack for copulation.

Varn chuckles a bit and gestures for the curious girls to follow him. As the adventurers stand directly in front of the doorway, they can hear muffled moans and heavy grunts coming from inside, further solidifying their theory of this being a love shack. Only until Varn pulls the bead curtain aside do the girls lay eyes upon two Draco's passionately making love in what was meant to be a private setting.

A large, merlot male lies on his back beneath his paramour, a snow-white female. Both reptiles are covered in sweat and the earth around them is drenched in either ejaculate or sweat or both.

The stench of musk and salty sweat pours out of the hut and into Fluttershy's nostrils, but it doesn't smell pungent at all. In fact, it's strangely ambrosial. Something stirs inside her, burning her insides and slithers down to her loins, causing a shiver to run up her spine. She hugs her arms, trying to keep herself from performing anything obscene, especially out in the open where so many of the denizens could see her. How ironic since she's watching these two go at it like teens at a kegger party.

They seem to be enjoying themselves, completely oblivious to the spectators just standing a few feet away from them. The male doesn't seem to show much restraint in his movements as he vigorously thrusts his dick into his mate's sopping depths. The female seems to be enraptured by her paramour's bestial thrusts, planting a kiss on his lips for a good job so far.

The male's cock accidentally slips out, allowing Fluttershy to get a good look at its design. It has a spear-tip head and a bulge at the base, marking what appears to be a knot, but it seems too small. Small striations and ridges line the throbbing, slick length, most likely to stimulate his lover's depths. He quickly grasps it and shoves it back into his mate's pussy, making sure to keep her satisfied and to make sure he reaches a fruitful climax.

The lovers speak something in their tongue that neither girl can make out until the male finally knots his mate, releasing his pent up seed into her womb. Eventually, white ropes of semen manage to escape their confines, running over and spilling out onto the earthy floor. Their tails intertwine and so do their serpentine tongues as they passionately make out in the heat of post coitus.

The scene is suddenly blocked out as the bead curtain swings back to cover the doorway. Fluttershy reels back in surprise and the rising lust in her nethers seems to cool down. Looking over to Twilight, she gawks at her as she proceeds to write down notes about what she's witnessed.

"Sex sacred to Dracos," Varn says. "Dracos hate Lust Queen when she dirty sex."

"Sex is good," Twilight responds as she sets her notebook away into her inventory. "It's better if done right and properly with the ones you love."

Varn nods in respect to her answer and rests his hands on the girls' shoulders. "Humans want to stay longer? Big celebration at night. Food, drink, and sex. No dirty sex. Whole village sex everyone for Fertility Goddess. No children watch or sex.”

Fluttershy's face burns red and her eyes widen in surprise at the invitation. Attending a celebration filled with everything including sex wasn't on her to do list in this world. She's not sure if she even should accept. However, watching those two Dracos going at it so passionately, so vigorously, makes her loins tingle once more.

"I think we can stay for a bit longer," Fluttershy whispers with a shy, eager smile.

---

Day turns to night with the flicker of torches and the eerie glow of the moon being the only sources of light. Most of the village is out while the hatchlings and underage civilians remain tucked away in their huts with their elders keeping watch over the village.

The actual celebration takes place deep in the woods, away from prying eyes. The activities are almost tribal in nature with shamans praying for grace from the many deities of the Dracos—with the Fertility Goddess being the main one for tonight—along with small theatrical displays, delectable food—luckily with vegetables and fruit for the guests—and more note taking by Twilight.

“This is amazing!” the studious knight squeals with delight as she jots down more notes, nearly filling up two-thirds of her journal. “Learning about a new culture, getting to experience that culture, is a dream come true!”

“Yeah...” Fluttershy mumbles as she anxiously stares down into her small cup of sweet, orange gumo juice.

The druid is glad to be a part of a ritualistic celebration; it's fun, boisterous, and jovial—but she's also afraid at the same time. Soon, the real festivities will begin and she doubts she can participate, let alone please someone due to her lack of experience.

She looks over to Varn, who accompanies the girls as they watch a small theatrical presentation going on, which seems to represent some sort of tragedy. The hulking lizard-man is nearly twice her size but seems to have a similar gentle soul like her, despite carrying around a battered sword.

"Varn," the druid mutters, grabbing the soldier's attention away from the show. "Do you like fighting? I don't know if it's a Draco thing but...do some Draco's like to fight?"

Varn's glistening golden eyes wander from Fluttershy and down to the chipped sword resting on his hip. He unsheathes it and rests the flat on his lap as he runs a hand over the cool steel.

"Fighting in Draco blood," he explains in a somber tone. "Draco fight only protect. Varn...not like killing but understand to protect friend and family. Varn like peace but world not peaceful." He turns his head to face Fluttershy with an understanding expression. "Fluttershy not like to fight at all, Varn can tell."

A warm blush spreads across the druid's cheeks, knowing just how shameful she's been this whole time. But hearing Varn's words strikes something in her—it ignites a dormant spark inside her.

"You're right," she mutters. She looks up at the Draco with a warm, thankful smile, which seems to strike him as odd. "I wouldn't hurt a fly and I sometimes drag my friends down but...I have to learn to be stronger. I want to be able to help my friends. It's like you said, 'the world isn't peaceful', that's why we have to fight to protect the ones we care about."

"Fluttershy strange," Varn chuckles. "Strange in good way. Varn like it."

Fluttershy opens her mouth to say something to thank him but a shrill shout from the shaman forces her to hold her tongue and look towards the ringleader. He shouts something in the Draco tongue that Fluttershy can only assume to be the commencement of the main course of the celebration.

All around her, the males and females cheer and strip themselves of their clothing, exposing their unsheathed erections and slavering cunts to one another. One by one or group by group, Dracos begin to copulate like it's their last day alive. Some of the females take on multiple, girthy cocks in each orifice while some of them enjoy the company of another female. Everyone has sex with whomever they like without argument or reprimand.

Watching so many of these creatures having sex out in the open and with each other so freely infatuates the timid druid. Her nethers begin to burn once again but she tries her best to abstain herself from seeming needy. She's not a sexual deviant...but she can't help but imagine having one of those Draco dicks inside her.

Fortunately, she won’t have to wait much longer as a trio of lecherous Draco males with their dicks just aching for release approach her. Anxiety festers in her heart as she ogles at the thirsting members, each one seeming as if they can tear her in two.

"Fluttershy enjoy celebration," Varn suggests. "Draco village 'safe zone'. No get lust here."

Although feeling somewhat lustful, she looks to Twilight for some reassurance but is aghast to see the knight already going to town on three horny males. One Draco has his cock buried in Twilight’s moist maw while two are getting their dicks jerked off by her surprisingly skilled handjob techniques. A few more surround the knight, pleasuring themselves as they wait patiently for their turns.

Twilight’s known to always try and learn things to the max, even with some hands-on experience from time to time. Watching the knight get a hands and mouth-on experience only eggs on Fluttershy’s carnal lust.

Her pussy is salivating for something to quench its thirst. Looking around at the Dracos surrounding her, she knows she can’t fight against her urges. She mind is telling her no, over and over again, but her body overrides any sense of self-control she has left and forces her to partake in the festivities.

Getting down onto her knees, Fluttershy grasps the first throbbing cock before her with both hands and savor’s its texture. It feels smooth, despite the striations, and the pre-cum allows for a more lubricated surface. Her fingers explore every nook and cranny, testing his most sensitive and most enjoyable parts to ensure her paramour is satisfied. As her fingers graze the corona around the head, a satisfied grunt escapes the lizard-man’s maw, sparking a small flame of pride in Fluttershy’s heart.

Never in a million years would Fluttershy believe she'd make love to a reptilian creature from another world, let alone sleep with anyone in general. Her timidity has always caused other boys to turn away from her, leaving her broken and alone, despite her friends always being there for her. Unfortunately, the comfort of her friends and the comfort of a special someone are completely different. Now, with so many males wanting a piece of her and with her timidity completely shattered, Fluttershy can finally have what she never could in her old life.

However, as much as she’d like to keep experimenting this cock for more sweet spots, she knows the other males can’t possibly wait. With their desperate faces and their hands slowly jerking their own dicks, they’re doing everything they can to satiate themselves and keep themselves from jumping the slutty druid.

Without testing the waters or even waiting to get adjusted to her paramour’s cock, Fluttershy eagerly accepts his member into her maw and savors every flavor that strikes her palate: earthy, salty, a bit of a strange tart flavor. Her tongue circulates around the thick tool, lapping up the trickling dewdrops of pre-cum before allowing it to venture deeper into her gullet.

The male grabs the back of the druid’s skull with his clawed hands and begins to thrust his dick in and out of her sopping maw. With every insertion, he manages to hit the back of her throat, only stopping at the small bulge at the base of his length. With every extraction, fear fester’s in Fluttershy’s gut as if he’d leave her desperate for more, only to be reassured when he plunges his cock back down her throat.

Fluttershy holds onto the Draco’s taut thighs, making sure to stabilize herself as he vigorously plunders her gullet without mercy. There is hardly any time for catching a breath when the only thing allowed in her mouth is a heaping helping of lizard cock.

Suddenly, the druid can feel her arms being wrenched from their posts and placed on two, throbbing shafts, each. Taking the gesture and trying her best at multitasking, Fluttershy takes her facefucking like a champ as she simultaneously jerks off the two impatient customers.

The one on her right has much more girth than the one on the left. Her hand can barely fit around its circumference, giving her the idea that it could be thicker than her forearm. The one on the left may be lacking in thickness, but it’s made up for in length. It’s nearly as long as her forearm and can possibly hit her cervix if she let it penetrate her.

The draco indulging in her mouth releases his hold on Fluttershy's head, allowing her to slowly but surely synchronize her handjobs with her blowjob, making sure each Draco is satisfied and she receives a hefty load of semen in return. She alternates between cocks, making sure each one gets a good feeling of her warm lips and the grip of her soft fingers. Each of them vary in taste and texture but they’re all uniquely satisfying in their own ways.

Looking up with the most innocent façade she can put on, she notices the three Dracos are inebriated with lust and pleasure. Each one looks ready to release their load but Fluttershy still has more to offer them. She can’t just let them blow their loads outside; after all, this is a celebration for the Fertility Goddess.

Releasing each of their rigid, throbbing tools from her grasp, she immediately strips off her armor and places it into her inventory, letting the lecherous lizards ogle at her seductive, pure figure. Turning around, presenting her plump derrière to the males, she gets down onto her hands and knees and waves her rump from side to side like a bitch in heat, inviting the boys to enjoy themselves.

One of the males eagerly approaches the druid, his length just aching to penetrate one of her desperate holes. Unfortunately, one of his tribe-mates hinder him and begins to chastise him in their tongue.

Fluttershy watches in boredom and repugnance as the males bicker and fight over her like squabbling children. Fortunately, the one she had first serviced with her mouth slips past his bickering brethren and takes the initiative to breed her.

He grabs hold of Fluttershy’s plump globes and spreads them apart to get a good look at her tight pucker. Having someone look upon her like this is almost orgasmic, but having his cock buried inside her would be far more ecstatic.

Fortunately, she gets her wish as something slides across the tight entrance. Strangely, it’s not hard but it’s loose and wet. Looking back, Fluttershy watches as her paramour slathers her ass in slick saliva, providing enough lubrication to force his way in. Contempt with his work, he grabs hold of his shaft, takes aim, and dives on into her depths.

A sharp pain courses through her body as she screams from the brute force upon her rear. Her wings extend almost instinctually from the shot of pain and her vision begins to blur. Fortunately, every ounce of agony melts into euphoric pleasure and her mind is warped to embrace it. A satisfied moan escapes her lips as the Draco begins his movements.

The lizard-man’s shaft is engulfed ever so slowly in order for Fluttershy to get accustomed to this foreign feeling. Her body slowly acclimates to every increase in thickness until her paramour finally hilts—knot and all.

The druid’s mind is flooded with ecstasy and bliss as her mate begins to thrust in and out of her ass. Her mind is so inebriated by lust and lechery, she can’t seem to focus on his rhythm in order to clamp down on his length. It doesn’t matter too much, however, as he begins to pick up speed and ferociously begins to pummel her rear.

His steel-like groin crashes against her soft globes like a hard paddle, bruising her yellow skin with red splotches, but she doesn’t mind. It’s almost like earning a kinky spanking; mixing euphoric pleasure with a painful rush and molding it into something simply rhapsodic.

Soft mewls escape her lips with each thrust. Her mewls evolve into depraved screams and moans as her paramour pulverizes her delicate rear. Eventually, she manages to clamp down on his shaft—tightening on his extractions while relaxing on his insertions. She doesn't want him to pull out, even when he cums. She want's every drop of his seed to flood her depraved depths.

Perhaps it’s from her previous blowjob but Fluttershy can feel her mate getting close to climax. His shaft begins to twitch in her confines as it builds up a hefty helping of semen near the tip. He hilts deep into the druid’s tight ass and, with the assistance of Fluttershy constricting her anus around the entirety of his length, releases his pent up seed. Hot globs of Draco spunk flood her ass and ecstasy floods her veins. Her mind begins to blank from the rush of pleasure, but as soon as her paramour removes himself from her depths, she regains focus.

Looking underneath her, she can see white essence dripping between and down her legs. Her ass hurts a bit but, even with her numbing euphoria dying out, it feels wonderful.

Glancing over at Twilight, Fluttershy smirks at the attention the knight’s been getting. Already, her body is covered from head to toe in Draco jizz. She looks completely drunk with lust and semen but continues to pleasure her paramours with what little strength she has left.

Speaking of which...

Fluttershy wonders where the rest of her Dracos have gone. An entire group should be here to fuck every hole in her body but no one else has risen to the occasion. Looking around, she notices a few of the males standing off to the side, watching her, and jerking their own dicks like they’re watching a porno.

So many eager males wanting to satisfy themselves with her. So many throbbing dicks ready to blow their loads inside and all over her body. So many opportunities she never could have had back home.

“Come on boys,” she beckons. The bold little druid lays on her back and uses her fingers to part her pure lotus before the spectators. “You don’t have to stand there all by yourselves. Fuck me...for the Fertility Goddess.”

As if understanding her or just taking her provocative gesture as an invitation—though Fluttershy doesn't care which—four males approach her, their dicks just swaying with every step as if bouncing with joy. Each one is unique in length, girth, and shape along with their respective bearers. Three of the Dracos seem experienced and raring to go while one seems timid like Fluttershy used to be. It won't be a problem for him, fortunately; she can take the reigns for him and make him adept.

One of the bold Dracos grabs Fluttershy from under her shoulders and lays her on top of him. The second contender kneels behind Fluttershy and places his warm, throbbing tool on her face, slathering his pre-cum all over her. His scent is ambrosial despite the sweaty, earthy smell. However, something near her groin drags her attention down. One of the experienced Dracos gently prods her pure lotus while the virgin gently sits on top of her and sandwiches his cock between her breasts.

Without much hesitation, each of her paramours get to work on their guest. The first Draco stuffs the druid's maw with his cock, plugging out any air from reaching her lungs. The one on top of her begins to massage her breasts, stimulating his cock with every squeeze of her voluptuous globes. The one in front of her positions his tool at her sopping, virgin entrance and gently penetrates her lips. A shot of pain courses through her body as her virginity has finally been shattered but it mellows out into euphoric pleasure. Finally, the one beneath her grabs hold of his dick and plunges it into her already agape ass.

With every hole in use and with her mind completely numbed with lust and debauchery, Fluttershy drowns in a sea of pleasure. Shot after shot of euphoria plunders her senses, driving her into an inebriated state of depravity.

Despite being drunk with sex, Fluttershy can still focus on what each of her mates are doing. Each one suddenly increases their speed and vigor, violently destroying her body. Her breasts are becoming sore from the increase in grip and her orifices feel like they're about to be torn open, but she desperately needs more.

It's all too soon but Fluttershy gladly accepts the wave of climax washing over her. One by one, each Draco releases their pent up seed into and onto her body. Her ass and gullet are flooded with semen while her womb is flooded with rich, thick, virile Draco seed. Hot ropes of spunk cover her face as the Draco atop her releases his virgin seed all over her, decorating her in white.

Each Draco pulls out and away, spent and satisfied, leaving the druid a broken, cum-stained mess. She barely move a single muscle and every orifice is flooded with semen. Her body is sore but she's enjoyed it while it lasted.

"You took that like a champ, Fluttershy," Twilight chimes. Looking up, Fluttershy sees Twilight's cum-stained face peering at her with a giddy smile.

The druid opens her mouth to thank her friend but is suddenly caught off guard by a sudden connection on her lips. Twilight, without hesitation or concern, plants a lustful kiss on the girl's lips. It feels warm and pleasant despite being fueled by lust. Fluttershy can feel her friend's tongue swishing around in her mouth, exchanging jizz and all sorts of flavors. As Twilight parts the kiss, only a strand of saliva and cum bridge their lips together.

"Do you mind cleaning me off, Fluttershy?" the knight requests with a slurred voice.

Fluttershy is slightly confused by her friend's request until Twilight hovers her cum-filled snatch over her face. The pink lips of her flower are basically leaking with nectar and seed, dripping onto Fluttershy's face.

Although her body can barely move and even though she doesn't swing that way, lust fuels Fluttershy to open her mouth and accept her friend's thirsting cunt. The scent is what hits her first; despite the smell of salty, musky semen, the scent of lavender and sweets flood her nostrils. Twilight has always smelled wonderful but even covered in Draco spunk, she still smells delectable.

Her taste is also phenomenal. As Fluttershy laps away at the knight's tender folds, collecting her fluids and the leaking jizz, a sweet, tart taste washes over her palate like strawberries and citrus. She swishes her tongue from side to side, collecting as much of her friend's essence as she can and swallows it into her gullet.

Suddenly, something makes contact with her own loins, though Fluttershy doesn't look at the source, knowing exactly what's going on. She can feel her lower lips being stimulated by Twilight's agile tongue. It gently encircles her outer labia and works its way in, teasing her vulva and her exposed clit. With Twilight's exquisite skills, Fluttershy can barely focus on her own tasks, but is sure she's gotten everything she needs so far.

At last, Twilight earns her fill and flips over, planting one last kiss of the druid's lips before laying her head on her soft breasts.

"You know..." Twilight whispers, "...I don't think I'd ever want to leave."

Fluttershy feels the exact same way. She may have family and other friends back home, but here, she can be and do whatever and whoever she wants without repercussion.

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