Twist drugs and has sex with the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

This chapter will have regular pony clop.

Thanks to Avid Reader for the request!

Categories: Twist, CMC’s, Drugged, Aged-up

Warnings: As with all drugged stories, there will be mild rape elements. A little bit of foodplay.

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“Class Reunion”

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Sweetie Belle inhaled deep the smell of Ponyville as she stepped off of the train, letting her lungs fill with the good, old-fashioned country air. It had been far, far too long since she had returned… “Aahh…” She exhaled, letting the tension and stress start to unwind and melt away into nothingness. Something about being home just made her feel so… Right. She belonged here. Humming cheerily to herself, she left the train station, trotting down the road towards her sister’s boutique. The same bell jingled happily as she pushed her way inside, greeting her at the same time Rarity’s voice rang out.

“I’ll be there in a minute, darling! Please, feel free to browse!” Her cheery voice sounded as upbeat and positive as ever, and was a welcome thing to hear. Sweetie Belle waited patiently until Rarity realized it wasn’t any old customer she was dealing with. Judging from the new expansion into the showing floor, though, she wasn’t suffering from a lack of those either. Sweetie Belle busied herself looking over the magnificent dresses and clothes, each of them trimmed with brilliant, glittering gems. She was busy inspecting one piece in particular, lined with deep amethyst off-set by bright rubies when she heard the shriek.

“Sweetie Belle!” Rarity cried, veritably throwing herself at the younger unicorn. Sweetie Belle laughed as she was lost in the exuberant embrace, holding her sister tight. “Oh, my, was the reunion this week? I almost forgot completely!” They shared a nervous laugh, smiling at one another brilliantly. “My goodness it’s been, how long-“

“Five years.” Sweetie Belle confirmed, smiling at Rarity.

“Five years… My, how the time flies. You’ve grown, too!” Rarity walked a circle around her little sister, inspecting her form over. “My, my, Sweetie… You’ve found somepony special?”

“What?! No!” She flustered, wheeling on Rarity with an incredulous look. “Wh-whaddaya mean?” Rarity laughed, a light, airy sort of laugh that made the whole situation seem less awkward.

“I’m just curious! I mean, you and your friends were a thing straight up until graduation. I was just wondering if you found something similar…?”

“N… No… Not yet.” Sweetie Belle muttered, flushing a little. “Were we really that obvious?”

“Oh, darling, I don’t think there was a pony in town who didn’t at least suspect something.” Rarity waved a hoof nonchalantly. “We all knew it wouldn’t last, though… Three-way relationships like that never do…” But it did… It really did. Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, and Scootaloo had always been close. Closer than close. And that had never changed. No matter the distance, the three of them had always seen one another, whenever they had the time. Rather than inform her sister that she and her two friends were closer than ever, though, she just blushed and looked away.

“Nevertheless!” Rarity beamed at Sweetie Belle. “I’m sure you’re excited for the class reunion. Why, I remember my fifth year reunion… What an affair!”

“Was it bad?” Sweetie Belle asked, thankful that Rarity had changed topic.

“Hmm… Not bad, per-ce, just… Embarrassing. For more than a few parties present.” Rarity led Sweetie Belle into the kitchen, busying herself with preparing a pot of tea. “But that’s another story for another time! Are you happy to be back from Canterlot? How are your studies going?” Sweetie Belle and Rarity settled into a comfortable conversation, laughing and smiling and talking about life in general…

It really hadn’t taken long for the crusaders to fulfill their goal of finding their cutie marks. What was confusing, though, was what it all meant. Except for Applebloom… Hers was kind of a shoe-in. Like the rest of the Apple family, hers was related to farming and keeping up the orchard. Scootaloo’s was a mystery at first. It was a circle. Just a dark, grey-and-black circle. It had some sort of pattern, but everyone they asked said they hadn’t seen anything of the like. What was more mysterious, though, was Sweetie Belle’s. An odd, looping diagram of three major arches that all intercepted in the middle. It was a conjoined, continuous design, and it was a large mystery to everyone.

Until Twilight Sparkle had damn near collapsed upon seeing it. The purple unicorn had all but dragged Sweetie Belle to Canterlot to show her off in front of a large group of other unicorns. It was there that Sweetie Belle was told her mark was a powerful magical diagram, and her future was in the field of arcane studies. Since then, she had been studying tirelessly in stuffy Canterlot libraries, or visiting other major points of magical importance all across Equestria. She was being groomed to replace some other important unicorn on Celestia’s magical council or some mumbo-jumbo. Rarity seemed about as disinterested in Sweetie Belle’s studies as the younger unicorn was in explaining it.

Right now, she was home, and she was going to meet her two best friends and lovers for the first time in about six months. Not to mention all her old classmates. Featherweight, Chowder, Snips, Snails, Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon, all of them… She was excited. “So, when are you leaving to go there?” Rarity asked after an hour or so of catching up.

“Oh… I was thinking soon… Ish… I really don’t want to show up TOO early, but seeing Scoots and Bloom again is making me kinda antsy…” Sweetie Belle smiled in remembrance of the last time they had all met… That poor hotel room…

“You should go soon, darling.” Rarity smiled at her. “No need to stay here with boring old me. Do you have a place to stay tonight?” Sweetie Belle mustered a smile. Of course she did. It was far, far away from any place that anypony could hear any… Screams.

“Naturally. Probably going to burn it down after the reunion. Live young and die hard, right?”

“Oh, Sweetie. Do be careful?” Rarity smiled despite her worry.

“Always. But if I stumble through here at four in the morning drunk as a skunk, feel free to kick me out on the curb.”

“Hmm… I might push you onto the couch, but I don’t think I’d be able to kick you out. Get going, darling. Your friends are probably waiting for you.” Rarity stood as Sweetie Belle slipped out of her chair, the two of them sharing another warm embrace. “Say goodbye before you leave again?”

“Of course. And I promise I’ll write more in the near future.”

“Oh yes, because I’m enthralled with your studies about major astrological projections.” Rarity rolled her eyes with a tricky smile, shooing Sweetie Belle out of the door.

“Bye, sis.”

“Good-bye, Sweetie Belle. Have fun!” They waved goodbye to one another, and in the back of her mind, Sweetie Belle sighed at her sister’s naiveté. Rarity didn’t know just how much fun Sweetie Belle was planning on having. Halfway to the town’s convention hall, Sweetie Belle was assaulted. In hindsight, she honestly should have seen it coming… When the pegasus dive-bombed her from behind a low-hanging cloud, though, she was completely unprepared.

“Heya Belle!” Scootaloo shouted at the top of her lungs as the two of them rolled around for a moment. In typical Scootaloo fashion, she ended up on top, grinning down at the extremely surprised and bewildered unicorn. “Been a while.”

“Six months.” Sweetie Belle panted. “Now get off.”

“Aww… I thought you liked it on bottom.” Scootaloo gracefully spun out of reach Sweetie Belle’s swipe, giggling like a filly as they slowly got their hooves. They had drawn some curious looks, but the other ponies going about their late-day business paid them no mind when they saw who it was. They only got a few warm smiles as they set out on their way to the convention hall. That didn’t stop Sweetie Belle from giving the pegasus’ firm haunches a magical pinch, causing her to yelp and flap helplessly for a moment. Sweetie Belle’s eyes flickered over her friend’s flank, noting the dark cutie mark she sported. While it had been a mystery back when Scootaloo had received it, they all knew now what it meant.

“How was the last tournament?” She asked, walking close to her old friend.

“Hmm? Oh, I missed first place by two points… If only I had nailed that kickflip on the last stair, I would have won… Still, took silver and a decent pot. Manehattan skaters are all stupid anyways… The colt who won was from Califoalnia, so I can’t complain…” Scootaloo’s special talent turned out to be extreme sports. If it had wheels, like her cutie mark was, she could probably take it off a jump, flip it twice, and land perfectly back on those wheels. This naturally crossed over with other emerging sports, and with the recent introduction of motorized vehicles, Scootaloo had become not only an accomplished skater, bicyclist, and roller-blader… But she was also on the cutting edge of the emerging racing scene. Sweetie Belle would be lying if she said she hadn’t touched herself to more than one article in a famous magazine or publication about her accomplished pegasus friend.

“How goes the studying?” Scootaloo asked happily.

“Ugh… I’m so glad I’m back in Ponyville… I needed a break. Don’t get me wrong, I’m learning so much, and discovering the way Equestria works, all the little ins and outs of magic in Canterlot… It’s exciting. But it’s time-consuming. All the formulas seem to run together at some point…” She gave a soft chuckle. “One time, I mixed the fourth introspective diagram with the seventh major apex, and the resulting spell replaced the shield I was casting with alfalfa. You should have seen it.”

“Ick. Magic.” Scootaloo shivered. “I don’t understand how you can look at all those boring spell-forms and study all those books… I’d go crazy if I had to look at anything for longer than… Ten minutes.” They both laughed together, even as they approached the convention hall.

“Where’s Applebloom at?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“You know her. Can’t go ten seconds without helping somepony out. She’s been preparing the convention hall since she woke up this morning. Place is pretty well decked out, too. She’s excited to see ya.”

“I’m excited to see both of you.” Sweetie Belle murmured, realizing how much she had needed a break from Canterlot. Stuffy libraries and dry research papers were not her forte. “Can’t we just skip the reunion?”

“Heh. Trust me, I feel the same.” Scootaloo took a moment to nuzzle into Sweetie Belle’s neck, eliciting a shiver from the white unicorn that wasn’t entirely unwanted. They arrived at the convention hall in short order, and were soon both tackled by Applebloom. Accustomed to rough, flying hugs now, Sweetie Belle rolled with it, but a sudden lurch of solid muscle and surprising technique swept her off her hooves effortlessly. Both she and Scootaloo were unceremoniously pinned beneath a very grown, and apparently very happy Applebloom. They were both kissed deeply, sharing just a moment of elation at finally being together once more.

“Ahem.” The soft clearing of a throat behind them caused all three to scramble to their hooves once more, blushing furiously. “Still at it, even after five years, girls?” Cheerilee smiled kindly at all of them, still looking every bit as beautiful and wise as ever.

“Y-yes, Miss Cheerilee.” Sweetie Belle muttered, feeling not unlike a scolded school filly. Cheerilee laughed heartily, waving a hoof at them.

“Please. Just call me Cheerilee. It’s good to see you three again.” She smiled and beckoned them all in for a warm hug. “Little do you know, you three left behind quite the legacy.” She said afterwards, guiding them to one of the nearby circular tables. They all took their chairs, smiling at their old teacher.

“What do you mean, legacy?” Scootaloo asked, planting her chin on her hooves as she leaned in.

“The Cutie Mark Crusaders.” Cheerilee smiled at them. “Your antics kicked off quite the movement among the children. I see young fillies running around everywhere these days, trying new and exciting things in the hope of finding their cutie marks. It comes with it’s fair share of mischief, but it’s honestly a beautiful thing… They’re learning so much on their own, and getting such worldly knowledge. You can only fall off of a zipline so many times before you learn the finer points of gravity, after all.” Cheerliee laughed along with the three friends, slowly rising from her seat. “I’ll be off, girls. There are other students I want to catch up with, but I hope we can talk more later on tonight?”

“Naturally. It’s good to see you again, M… Cheerilee.”

“You too, girls. Thank you, and take care.”

“Wow,” Applebloom muttered as Cheerilee slipped away. “Ah mean, ah’ve seen some o’ the younger fillies runnin’ around and whatnot, but ah never thought they were followin’ in our hoofsteps.”

“Innit that somethin’?” Scootaloo smiled at her two friends, the three of them contemplating the meaning behind Cheerilee’s words. “Who’d have thought we would have had an impact on so many young ponies?”

“Ugh… I don’t even want to think about all the ‘Cutie Mark Crusader Pole Dancers’ out there…”

“Oh my Celestia, that was a bad week…”

Laughing, the three shared another hug before finally getting down to business. It was time to meet some old classmates.

Featherweight, Chowder, Snips, Snails, even Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, they were all very diverse and grown-up. Hearing their life stories and catching up on all that had happened was truly a remarkable experience. Sweetie Belle was reluctant to share her own story, but she gladly listened to all the others. Of course, there were the remarks about the three of them, how they still appeared to be the best of friends despite the five years apart… None of them knew that they periodically met for one reason or another.

“Wow… I never knew Snips would be so successful…” Sweetie Belle mused as the other unicorn excused himself.

“Who’d have thought Photo Finish would need a permanent hairdresser? Good for him, right?”

“For shore… Y’know who ah really wanna see, though?”

“Who?” Scootaloo leaned in.

“Twist. Ah don’t see her ‘round town all thet often, an’ we ain’t talked since graduation.”

“Oh wow, I had almost forgotten about Twist! How is she?” Sweetie Belle perked up, remembering their friend suddenly.

“Rumor has it she and her mom opened a second store in Trottingham…”

“Yeh. That might explain why ah don’ see her all that much… She prolly runs that store most o’ the time. Ah wonder iffen that’s why she ain’t here…”

“Why who isn’t here?” Sweetie Belle whirled around at the new voice, wondering who in the hoof could have possibly snuck up on the three of them so quietly.

“Twist?” She gasped, blinking at the mare standing before them. Gone were the awkward, massive glasses that had previously sat on the young mare’s muzzle, and her mane had lost that obnoxious curliness to it. Her tone of voice was no longer stuffy or nasally… Instead, it was smooth and clear as a bell, easy to understand and actually rather husky. She now had a well-built, attractive body, all the more accentuated by her wavy, styled mane and straight tail.

“Holy shit, you got hot.” Scootaloo quipped. “Ow!” She rubbed her arm as Applebloom punched her with a scowl, but Twist just smiled and laughed it off.

“Well, thank you, I suppose.” She chuckled, shaking her head slightly. In the low lighting of the convention hall, Sweetie Belle was able to see that she still wore a pair of glasses, but the slender frames were hardly visible. Instead, they just held the lenses in front of her eyes, and were completely unobtrusive. Scootaloo, in her infinite and blunt wisdom, had actually hit the nail on the head. Twist had turned from an awkward young filly into a beautifully-grown mare in five short years. “It’s good to see you three again.”

“It’s good to see you, too, Twist.” Sweetie Belle stepped forward to wrap the mare in a kind hug, smiling warmly. She smelled faintly of peppermint…

“I honestly just wanted to say something really quick, then I’ll be out of your manes…” Twist said, pulling back. She wore the cutest little blush on her cheeks as she looked between the three of them. “I wasn’t very popular, or even very normal back in school… A lot of the other fillies picked on me, not just Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon… But you three were always really nice to me, no matter what. You were to everypony, though, so I guess the point is kind of moot… But, well, I just wanted to say thank you.” She lifted her head, smiling the most beautiful, serene smile Sweetie Belle had ever seen. “For everything. You really helped me out… Probably more than you know.”

“Aww, Twist… C’mere.” The four mares joined together in a hug once more, smiling warmly at Twist. “It’s good to see you again. I honestly hadn’t expected you to change so drastically. I was looking for that same, stuffy, nerdy little filly… I hadn’t expected you to be so…” They drew back, letting Sweetie Belle’s gaze slide over the delicate curves of Twist’s body. “Grown.”

“Well, you three aren’t looking too bad yourselves,” Twist grinned at them, letting her eyes pointedly slide over their bodies. She lingered on Applebloom for quite some time before moving on. “I… Gosh, this is going to sound so silly… But I made you three a gift…”

“Ooh! Really?!” Scootaloo perked up, looking awfully excited at the prospect of receiving something.

“Yeah… C’mon, it’s over here…” She nodded towards a far-set table, where a small, boxy shadow could be seen. As she led the other three towards it, Sweetie Belle saw it was, indeed, a small wrapped box. Unceremoniously, Scootaloo set in on the wrapping paper, ripping it off with her hooves. She had a sort of girlish exuberance about her, though, that the other three couldn’t just help but chuckle and smile at. When the package was uncovered, he turned with it, a wide smile on her face.

“It’s candy!” She exclaimed, smiling at her friends.

“Oh wow… Look at that…” Applebloom muttered. “That looks really good…”

“Uh huhn. Bonbon and I worked really hard at making the new store in Trottingham work, and that’s where I’ve been spending most of my time. I researched, developed, and perfected the recipe myself. These aren’t available for sale yet, but I can guarantee that they are some of the most delicious candies you’ll ever taste.” She smiled, gesturing at the box before them. “Go ahead, try them!” Sweetie Belle gingerly lifted one of the thin peppermint sticks out of the box, inspecting the perfect red-and-white swirls, the smooth ends, completely devoid of any flaw. This was a perfect shaft of candy delight, and as soon as she bit into it, the taste erupted on her tongue. The three friends all shared shocked expressions as they tasted the first bit of candy.

“Oh, sweet Luna, these are amazing.” Scootaloo mumbled softly, letting her eyes roll back in her head.

“Hehe. Thanks. I worked two whole years on them, getting everything juuuuust right… Oop, you don’t wanna eat more than one, though.” She smoothly took the box from Scootaloo, replacing the lid. “They’re kind of hard to make… So you want to make them last.” She blushed a little, setting the box back on the table.

“I can see why… Holy crap, this is amazing.” Applebloom chimed in, groaning as she took a second bite of her own peppermint stick.

“I agree… These are almost too good… I feel guilty eating just one.”

“Well, I wanted to thank you three properly… You guys were probably my closest friends through High School.”

“Aww… C’mere,” Sweetie Belle drew the blushing pony into a third hug, pressing tight. She took a moment to inhale the light scent of peppermint on the mare’s coat, hoping the gesture wasn’t noticed or unappreciated. If anything, the blush on Twist’s cheeks had deepened, but she didn’t protest. Scootaloo and Applebloom followed suit, the four of them grinning.

“Ooh… That was amazing.” Scootaloo finished her candy off at the same time as the other two, the three of them smiling amongst one another. Was it just her, or was the convention hall a little stuffy and warm now? How late had it gotten, anyways? Sweetie Belle peered out of a nearby window, noting that it was dark outside. They had probably been here close to two and a half hours already… Things were quieting down, and ponies were leaving left and right.

“I think I need a breath of fresh air…” Sweetie Belle muttered, feeling warmth wash over her body… It was REALLY stuffy in here… Why had she not noticed it previously?

“Eer… I don’t wanna seem rude or anything,” Twist muttered. “But… I know a good place to get some drinks if you three wanna go out?”

“Thet sounds amazin’, Twist. Ah bet ah cin drink more’n you, though.”

“Haha, hardly, Applebloom. You forget I’m an earth pony, too. C’mon.” Twist led the three of them out of the stuffy convention hall and into the warm night. Too warm for Sweetie Belle’s tastes… She felt herself break out in a flop sweat, even as her head started to swim. She had drank plenty of water in preparation for the heavy drinking this night, right? Yeah, she drank about four glasses at Rarity’s after tea… Why did she feel dehydrated, then? Panting slightly, she fell behind the other three, trying to wrap her head around what was happening…

“Belle? Hey, you okay?” Scootaloo was at her side, nuzzling her neck worriedly. “You don’t look alright…”

“I’m… I don’t know…” Sweetie Belle muttered, leaning against Scootaloo heavily. “I feel really hot…”

“Well, it is a warm night… I’m pretty hot, too, but I’m not sweating like you are… Woah…” Scootaloo slumped a little, wobbling under Sweetie Belle’s weight for a moment. “That was one helluva head rush…”

“Alrigh’, you two… Ah know you cain’t handle a whole lotta liquor, but ah was expectin’ to at least have some drinkin’ buddies tonight. Don’ go getting’ all loopy on me now.” Applebloom fell back to help her friends, but stopped two steps away. “Urgh…” She groaned. Simultaneously, the three of them collapsed, vision suddenly gone dark…

The last thing Sweetie Belle saw was Twist, her lips pulled into a devious, sultry grin.

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“Hnn…” Pleasure. That was the first thing that ran through Sweetie Belle’s mind. Somehow, some way, she was feeling pleasure… The second thing was warmth. Not the oppressive, stuffy warmth from earlier… This was a comforting, gentle sort of heat. Like nuzzling closer to somepony sharing your bed during a cold morning. The third thing, and the most final, was that she was tied up… Weak muscles flexed against her binds, and a sort of panic began to well up in her chest…

Realization. It set in instantly. Her eyes snapped open, her neck craning to look down between her thighs. She was stretched out on her back, her forelegs tied above her head. There was some sort of device strapped onto her head, too, the straps slightly uncomfortable on her skin.

“H-hey… ‘Th fah…” She mumbled, her head fuzzy and her speech slurred slightly. Between her legs, Twist’s head slowly rose up, her hair cascading over her features as she smiled up at Sweetie Belle.

“You’re up. That was quick.” She panted, her hot breath pulsing out against the apex of Sweetie Belle’s pleasure. That caused the white unicorn to shudder, her back arching a little.

“What are you…”

“Shh.” Twist’s hoof rose, pressing against Sweetie Belle’s lips smoothly. “Relax… I wanted to pay you three back for being so kind to me…” She mused quietly, her lips pressing into the soft fur on Sweetie Belle’s stomach. The gentle touch sent a wave of cool relief through her, quickly replaced by more hot anxiety. “I’m sorry for the extreme measures, but I know if I asked you three, you’d likely pounce on me before I got to show you how much I appreciate you…” Well she was right on that front. Though right now, Sweetie Belle wanted to pounce on her for other reasons.

“Where’s Bloom? And Scootaloo?” Sweetie Belle groaned, rolling her eyes around to try and see what was on her head… These straps were getting uncomfortable.

“Look around, Belle.” Twist muttered, kissing the unicorn’s stomach once more. Despite the fresh wave of cool delight washing through her, she heeded the red-maned pony’s words and looked around. Immediately to her right was Applebloom, tied up in much the same fashion. Scootaloo was on her left, her wings tied down to her back.

“What are you doing…?” Sweetie Belle muttered quietly. She was beginning to return to lucidity, her thoughts less fuzzy now.

“I told you…” Twist muttered. Sweetie Belle gasped as another pulse of pure pleasure shot through her, making her jump and strain against the bonds. Twist emerged from between her thighs once more, her tongue glistening with more than just saliva. “I wanted to thank you. I can’t do that if you three are gonna team up on me.” Twist leaned back in, groaning as her tongue pressed against Sweetie Belle’s twitching marehood once more. This time, it was very obvious what she was doing… The long, purposeful lick made Sweetie Belle shudder, her body trembling helplessly. Her mind scrambled to think what it was that could have put her in such a state…

“The candy…” She groaned softly, letting her head fall back to the floor.

“That’s right, Belle…” Twist muttered quietly. “You see… None of you realized the most important thing about me…” She slowly rose to her hooves, turning around smoothly. Sweetie Belle lifted her head, looking at the slender curves of Twist’s flanks… Her eyes rested on the young, cream-colored mare’s cutie mark… Two peppermint sticks, joined to look like a heart.

A heart.

“You see… My special talent isn’t just making peppermint sticks…” She muttered, turning once more so she could slowly straddle Sweetie Belle. “It’s making aphrodisiacs.” When Twist kissed her, the taste was indescribable… Peppermint mixed with musky, lingering arousal, flesh and saliva and wetness all mingled into one… Sweetie Belle wanted more, she wanted to taste Twist’s tongue for hours. She oozed more wetness from her marehood, helplessly squirming. Twist gingerly slid a hoof behind Sweetie Belle’s head, throwing the catch as she pulled away from the kiss.

“H-hey…” Sweetie Belle protested, lurching forward in hopes of capturing Twist’s lips once more.

“Aah… Now that I see you’re gonna play along and not turn me in to the authorities, I can take this off.” Her teeth clenched something close to Sweetie Belle’s horn, and she felt the straps slide over her skin, leaving her relieved at the absence. Twist held in her mouth some disturbing-looking thing, the fabric glowing softly in the low lighting of wherever it was they were… By the looks of it, some bedroom somewhere… She spat the fabric out with a smile, advancing on Sweetie Belle once more. “Just to lock away your magic… Trying to take on a unicorn without some magic yourself is a tough task… Trust me, I learned the hard way with Snips.” She leaned back in for another kiss, her tongue still carrying the delightful mix of juices… Sweetie Belle groaned into her lips, savoring the musky, arousing taste.

“Are you going to cooperate, then?” Twist asked, breaking the kiss with a husky breath. “No magic?”

“Aahn… Yessss…” Sweetie Belle murmured, writhing underneath her… The warmth had returned in force, and was radiating through her body intensely. “Please…” She murmured, lifting her hips eagerly.

“Hmm? Oh, right… I do owe you a thanks, don’t I?” Twist smiled deviously, pressing against Sweetie Belle’s lips once more before she pulled away and settled her face inbetween the white unicorn’s haunches. A hot breath pulsed straight against Sweetie Belle’s marehood, making her inhale sharply before Twist’s tongue re-introduced itself with force. She felt her lips peel apart, granting the slippery appendage access to her twitching depths. Despite her agreement to not use magic, Sweetie Belle was still restrained… Oh how she wanted to run her hooves through that fiery red mane, stroke it even as she felt the fires rage within her body. Twist’s tongue slid in and out of her slowly, pressing into sensitive areas of her walls, and making her wetter than she felt like she had ever been before.

“Hmmn… Belle…?” Scootaloo stirred next to her, the pegasus’ pink eyes fluttering open as she awoke. “Belle, the fuck…? Are we…”

“Aahn!” Sweetie Belle cried out as Twist flicked her swollen clitoris, making her shudder for a moment before settling back into the same pulsing, pounding pleasure.

“Issat… Twist? The hell’s going on?”

“Hmm… Mwah!” Twist gave Sweetie Belle’s clitoris a passionate kiss before pulling away, her lips glistening with Sweetie Belle’s juices. “Good morning, Scootaloo. Don’t fret, I’ll get around to you in a moment…” She smiled deviously before setting back in on Sweetie Belle’s marehood, licking and lapping much more sloppily now. Sweetie Belle reacted in kind, gasping and squirming on the floor of the bedroom.

“Belle, is she…”

“She’s gonna make me cum!” Sweetie Belle cried, her eyes clenched shut. The fires were raging unchecked through her, stoked by the stirring of Twist’s tongue inside of her. She was going to burn up from the inside out if this continued…

“What the hay…” Applebloom came around, spotting Sweetie Belle’s pleasured expression the second the unicorn let it all go. Her high-pitched scream pierced through everyone’s ears, just as the raging fires consumed her completely…

Bliss.

Pure, undiluted, simple, sweet bliss… The fires died under a wave of cool relief and pleasure, the latter of which caused Sweetie Belle to twitch and drool helplessly on the floor. She grunted and shuddered and moaned, her open mouth drooling under the intense feelings rushing through her.

“Oh… So that’s how it is…” Applebloom muttered, squirming a little next to her. “Y’all just gonna drug us, tie us up, and use us fer… Whatever you want.” Sweetie Belle’s chest heaved as she recuperated from the orgasm. Twist’s head emerged from between her thighs once more, this time her lips dripping with copious amounts of arousal and saliva. She grinned at Applebloom, her eyes flickering to Sweetie Belle momentarily.

“I just wanted to pay you three back properly… I knew if I’d have asked you what I had in mind, you’d have agreed, but I would have gotten pounced on in an instant. Forgive me my methods, but this is how I wanted to repay you three for your kindness. Relax, and I’ll show each of you a good time.”

“Do it…” Sweetie Belle murmured. Applebloom went from scowling at Twist to staring incredulously at her unicorn friend in an instant. “She… Just wants to make us… Ngh… Cum a lot…” Sweetie Belle writhed again, the warmth slowly returning… It wasn’t the raging fire that it had been just a few moments ago, but it was present. Tangible. Applebloom looked like she was on the edge, but Sweetie Belle’s expression swayed her.

“Fine. But Twist ain’t gonna make me cum not-a-once. Ah’m an earth pony, and these two here can tell yeh, I don’t cum easy.” She scowled down at Twist once more, but was quickly assaulted with a wet, passionate kiss. With how much Sweetie Belle had just came, it was probably extremely musky, and highly delicious. When Twist pulled away, Applebloom was blushing furiously. “Ah shit…” She groaned, closing her eyes and letting her head fall back. “Ah’m fucked…”

“Hehe… Glad to hear it.” Twist kissed her way down Applebloom’s front, and the way the full-bodied mare rose up, Sweetie Belle had to guess those kisses felt incredible. “Oh! I almost forgot… I can untie you three, but only if you agree to not do anything. This is me paying you back, not you pleasuring me.”

“F-fine…” Scootaloo muttered. With the looks that she had been giving Twist, the pegasus seemed intent on payback. But the way her thighs squirmed together, she was looking forward to being on the receiving end, as well… Twist continued to kiss up and down Applebloom’s chest and stomach, all the while her hooves worked at undoing the knots she had made earlier. Once the bonds were loose, Applebloom sagged even further onto the floor, groaning as Twist moved on to the main course.

“Fa… Fahk, she’s good at this…” Applebloom grunted, her stomach twitching as Twist went to town. Even from where she lay, Sweetie Belle could hear the soft, lapping sounds of cunnilingus. It didn’t take long at all for Twist to break Applebloom down, to tear the strong and hearty earth pony from the plane of reality and into an entirely new one, full of wetness and pleasure. Applebloom’s orgasm was quieter than Sweetie Belle’s but almost twice as wet. The floor beneath her sported a wide, dark puddle, and the coat on Twist’s neck was matted with liquid as she pulled away, smiling.

“I knew you’d give in. Now, c’mere Scootaloo.” The orange pegasus readily spread her legs for Twist, her cheeks flushed as the cream-colored mare made her way inbetween her thighs. Sweetie Belle, still reeling from her own orgasm, was more than content to lay back and watch Scootaloo as Twist set in. The orange pegasus was much more vocal in her ministrations, and when Twist ruthlessly brought her to orgasm, she screamed just as loud as Sweetie Belle had. By then, Sweetie was antsy again, her thighs squirming together, her hooves pulling at the binds.

“I’m not done yet.” Twist panted, her lips dripping wetness as she worked at freeing Sweetie Belle. “One more thing… And I promise you’re gonna love it…”

“Ah’ve been drugged, tied up, forced to cum, and watched mah two friends go through the same… And ah loved it all… Ah’m down fer anything at this point.” Applebloom groaned, slowly rising to her hooves. Sweetie Belle did the same, just as Scootaloo was freed from her own binds. Twist smiled and disappeared from the low-lit bedroom, leaving the three of them behind.

“D’you think she’s legit…?” Scootaloo panted, slowly coming to.

“Yeah… I think she’s just trying to pay us back… I mean, let’s face it… We were the only ones who were nice to her in school…” Sweetie Belle felt hot once more, her chest rising and falling as she took deep breaths to try and calm herself. Whatever had been in those peppermint sticks was potent… The effect wasn’t as bad as it had been when they left the convention hall, but her head was still rather fuzzy…

“Whatever it is, it’s good… I wonder iffen she can make me do that again.” Applebloom sighed, running a hoof over her soaked marehood. “Ah ain’t squirted like that since our last vacation.”

“That poor hotel room…”

“Where is she?” Sweetie Belle panted, squirming her thighs together more forcefully. She was incredibly horny in that moment. “Oh thank Celestia…” Twist entered the room once more, smiling at all of them as she set another box, similar to the one with the peppermint sticks on the ground.

“What’s in there?” Scootaloo asked hesitantly. Sweetie Belle didn’t care. She needed to get off. This aphrodisiac was crippling her sense of reason.

“Something I promise you’re going to love. Turn around.” Twist said to Sweetie Belle. The white unicorn readily exposed her backside to Twist, flicking her tail out of the way to expose wet, glistening lips, pulsing in time with the flexing of her core muscles.

“More mints?” Applebloom muttered off to the side.

“Mmhmm. But you don’t eat these ones.” Twist’s hoof-falls sounded closer, stopping just behind Sweetie Belle’s exposed rear. “Let me show you where to put it…”

“Is that…”

“Augh!” Sweetie Belle tensed up as the pressure built on an area she would just as soon not have felt. “D-don’t put that in my a… Ass!” She whimpered, her knees shaking.

“Shh. Relax.” Twist stroked her side soothingly, still holding the small, bulbous peppermint against her back door. “Just this small thing. I promise, you’re going to love it. Pip certainly did.”

“Oh my gosh… Belle, let her do it… Ah’m gettin’ wet jes’ watchin’ this…” Applebloom groaned, her eyes fixated on the display.

“Do it, Twist… I want to see this…” Scootaloo panted. Sweetie Belle had no choice. With a soft sigh, she relaxed, and felt Twist push it in… Her rosebud opened to the intruding mint, the brief flash of discomfort and pain making her grit her teeth. She didn’t flex again until it was inside, where it slowly began to fade… It was dissolving, turning into a fine, silky substance inside of her. She groaned and relaxed, feeling… Feeling something begin to well up inside of her…

“Girls, I don’t… I don’t know if… OOH! GUH!” Sweetie Belle collapsed onto the floor of the bedroom, pleasure ripping her completely asunder. Shuddering and twitching, Sweetie Belle was subject to some of the most intense orgasmic feelings she had ever felt in her entire life. Her mind devolved into a more primal state, her thoughts obsessed with each easy orgasm after another, with giving and receiving, taking and getting in equal measure.

She couldn’t possibly have counted the number of orgasms she had. None of them could. When morning dawned, it’s light slowly slid in through the windows, washing over the form of four sleeping ponies, each of them curled close to one another. On the floor, an empty box of mints lay in the golden glow of daylight.

-------- Notes from the Author --------

This chapter took me by surprise… It originally was one of the first requests that I said to myself ‘ah fuck. I really don’t wanna write this one…’ But, surprisingly enough, this one came from behind and surprised me. As I’m sure you all are surprised as well…

The clop bits really aren’t that heavy in this chapter as they have been in others. This is due partially to the amount of time it took for me to write this, and mostly to the fact that the last two nights at work have been legitimately busy.

Oh, and I’ve kind of been working on other things… I’ve actually got 4 projects I’m working on at the moment.

Melody’s Tale

Tarnished Silver

Archmage

And the requests.

I find I actually write better when I can choose amongst one thing or another to write, and it helps me to draw inspiration from multiple sources as well. For instance, if I get hung up on a request (Like I kind of did with this one) I can go work on something else, like a chapter for Archmage, or Tarnished Silver. By the time I’m done with that, I find I’m able to return to whatever it was that I was working on originally. That’s what helped me get through so many requests in The Lost Chapters.

The downside to this is it’s a sporadic effect. Sometimes I’ll go a week or so without uploading a request, but others I’ll do two or three in a night. My apologies to any requestees who may be reading this, as it means I can’t give you a definitive timeframe for completion. Just know that I’m determined to do them all.

I love my readers too much to deny them their requests ^.^

What are these other projects I mentioned? Well, go check out my most recent blog for more info. It’s all there. And if it isn’t there, it will be made clear soon enough.