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Rainbow Dash watched in horror from the door as Twilight Sparkle encouraged their best friend in fucking her daughter. She groped her daughter’s underage booty meat, turned to a sea of wobbling purple skin as a pink, slick horse cock plunged deep into her sphincter. “That’s it, rape my little fuck flesh,” she hissed, licking her lips as the rough thrusts made her rock against the couch. Her daughter’s face was hidden, wedged into her dear mom’s armpit, with her long hair clumped and splayed in a mess of sweat and white strings. “You love pounding bratty little girls, don’t you, Pinkie Pie?”
Their pink-maned friend purred, her loose face lost in a mix of guilt and pleasure. “Hnnnffff...” she sighed, and then snorted, biting her lip as she squeezed those glittery twin globes, so round and fat that they didn’t even fit on the little girl’s hips. “Oh, gosh! You can’t just grab your daughter, flaunt this thick butt in my face, and tell me to fuck it for bits, girlfriend! Teasing like that’s gonna get this throbber of mine, well, throbbing! Futas aren’t built to handle that kinda sperm harassment! And you know I’m bad with cash!”
Rainbow Dash had seen Pinkie Pie’s cock before—airheaded girls make airheaded mistakes, and opening her front door totally exposed was a common occurrence—but that’s why she knew a girl like her should never stick her dick in a kid—well, that shouldn’t ever happen, but especially not these hung mares! A loud CLOP. CLOP. CLOP. pierced the air every time that bullish pony cock bullied its way down the child’s anal walls, Pinkie Pie squirming and pushing against the couch’s backrest every time her pelvis made contact with those soft cheeks. It was a proud thing: a firm, leathery sack of spherical testes, pomelo-sized, and a shade darker than her pink skin, which dangled and wobbled with her thrusts. The skin bulked at her base, tight and flawless, before ending with a thick rim that then led to a light pink shaft, so large that the child’s bowels were a series of undulating bulges as it pounded away at her womb. Cute moans came muffled from Twilight Sparkle’s arm. “Hahh... Mommy...”
“Hush,” Twilight Sparkle frowned, spanking her. “Less talking and more moaning; let Pinkie Pie focus on her rape. Tops don’t want to hear their bottoms speak.”
The ripples on her daughter’s—Twilight Pillow’s—ass began after Pinkie Pie squished her asscheeks into patties, before lifting up and letting them spring back to roundness. The skin then surged all the way down to her meaty thighs. Pinkie Pie laughed, “This is fun! I’ve always wanted to bounce on a trampoline, and this little tampony’s ass will do just fine!” She raised herself, the child’s anus dragging with her, before plopping back down and forcing it to swallow her whole.
“Mommy! Mommy!” Twilight Pillow moaned, her eyes rolling.
“It’s good, right?” Twilight Sparkle chuckled, petting her daughter’s hair. There was an intensity to her gaze that Rainbow Dash couldn’t understand. She looked hungry, ravenous, and...
satisfied. “You should be ready to cum, Pinkie Pie. I want to see your face when you do it.”
“Mmm... Yeah!” she said, and suddenly her thrusts became more erratic. “I woke up late today, so my sperm’s all backed up and ready to burst! Hnnnfff, you’re gonna make me blow my load, T.P.! Here it comes!”
“Let it all out! Bloat my baby girl’s belly, you fucking stud-mare!”
Rainbow Dash watched her childhood friend’s balls twitch. Pinkie Pie’s eyes widened as she pushed against the couch and shoved hilt-deep down the child’s rectum. Her testicles tightened. A loud, gloggy spluuuurrrrrppppp erupted from Twilight Pillow’s bowels, her stomach inflating as the torrent of seed flooded her guts. The little girl groaned loudly, and a deluge of stringy sperm ropes splattered from her ass and all over Pinkie Pie’s stomach and the floor. The futa pony panted, her tongue hanging and drool sliding down her chin. “Wow, I pumped out soooo much...”
“You’re paying per gallon, you know.” Twilight Sparkle smirked, licking her lips. “And that doesn’t include the up-front fee for the hole itself.”
“What!? But that’s all my money! Aww...”
Rainbow Dash had fallen to the floor. Normally, she’d be one to rush in and brute force her way to answers and a solution, but this time, her body was led. It didn’t seem real, and yet she could smell the sex, see the sweat, hear the heavy breathing. Pinkie Pie groaned as she pulled out, as if it were an arduous effort; inch by back-breaking inch, cock meat emerged from the little girl’s asshole: girthy, vein-ridden, and smeared in an eight-year-old’s anal juices. The inches turned to a foot, and then more, the big vein beneath pulsating as if it was worming out a few extra dregs. Celestia’s mane, that asshole was dragging, clenching down as it sucked on her length. Pinkie Pie reached the end, and fought against the anus, grabbing her cock and tugging back to dislodge it, before suddenly the child’s colon let go with a loud PLOP. Cum sprayed onto the floor, and the thick, fleshy log fell free with a heavy swing, slapping and bending over the plump butt. Her testicles, so bloated and engorged, finally settled, and semen trickled onto Twilight Pillow’s back. Thick sperm pooled on the floor, dripping in thick clumps from the gaping chasm of the daughter’s pleasure-blurred eyes. Twilight Sparkle rubbed her hand along her daughter’s cutie mark, slapped it, and then wrapped the sperm dripping from Pinkie Pie’s cock around her finger and shoved it into Twilight Pillow’s mouth. “Don’t pass out, Pillow. What do you say to the kind lady who raped you?”
The little girl let out an exhausted whinny. “Thank you very much...”
A heat crept into Rainbow Dash’s loins.
Rainbow Dash shook in blushing anger as she sat in Twilight Sparkle’s living room. The criminal—yes, Twilight Sparkle, her friend, the pony who was always the first to lend a hoof—sat juxtaposed to her, smiling as she unwrapped a new book set. Even her clothes looked brand new—a shoulderless sweater and pencil skirt that clung to every curve of her hourglass figure. Their daughters’ giggles came from a room next over. Rainbow Dash’s breasts bounced as she crossed her arms. “It’s great you could come by today, Rainbow Dash! I’ve been meaning to catch up with you, and—”
“Cut the crap, Twi,” Rainbow Dash spat. “I saw you yesterday. That... that wasn’t okay!”
The twinkle in Twilight Sparkle’s eyes faded, and she momentarily closed her eyes and frowned. “Rainbow, please listen to me.”
“No, you listen. That was illegal. She’s a kid, and you just threw her on your lap and let Pinkie Pie fuck her brains out. And I don’t know why, but I don’t think this was the first time either!”
Twilight Sparkle took a deep breath and set down her new book, a thick, leather-bound encyclopedia of rare magical artifacts. “Look, I can explain, if you’d just—“
“Explain!?” Rainbow Dash jumped to her feet. “You were—” she glanced at the door and lowered her voice— “pimping out your own kid! There’s nothing to explain!”
“Sit down!”
Rainbow Dash’s eyes went wide as the room suddenly filled with a bright purple light. Twilight Sparkle’s horn shone, and a heavy aura of magic forced the blue pegasus back into her chair, a wave of fatigue crashing down on her. “Twi? How’d you get so...”
“I got pregnant with Twilight Pillow, declined the throne, and my relationship with my big brother turned sour. I have to keep this gigantic library running—” she said, stretching her arms about— “and the funds have gone dry. Granny Smith always talked about getting the funds to support Sweet Apple Acres by ‘working the corners,’ which, if it's anything like in our books, means ‘profit via physical labor.’ This is a service, Rainbow, and no different than what someone we respect had done previously.”
“Don’t beat around the bush. It's sex. Underage sex!”
Twilight Sparkle huffed and placed one leg over the other. “Did you know that futanaris make up ninety percent of Equestria’s adult entertainment consumer base? Profit isn’t made through coercing stallions. I need futa-mares: horny, plow-ready, and quick spenders. And I tried flaunting myself, but no one was interested. Why was that?” Rainbow Dash’s stomach churned. She continued, “I’ll tell you what I learned. The moment I presented my daughter’s fat ass for the world to see, ponies were throwing money and cocks at us left and right!” She kept looking away throughout her explanation, and Rainbow Dash lowered a brow. Something didn’t add up—she was lying, but about what? She couldn’t quite place her hoof on it.
“But still, selling your own daughter out is…!”
“She smells so fucking fertile, Rainbow; do you really think these animals aren’t gonna herd her behind a barn and clop the daylights out of her? I’d rather teach Pillow a thing or two before she finds herself getting tongue-fucked by one of our best friends. Besides, anal sex helps prevent prostate cancer.”
“They’d never do that!”
“You saw Pinkie Pie.”
Rainbow Dash’s cheeks heated up. “Well, yeah, but—”
“Look, you and I are the only ponies in our friend circle who are both mothers and cockless, so we’re equally aware of how our friends can get a little rowdy in the sack. I bet if they were to get a whiff of some fresh filly pussy, they’d be rutting them within seconds. I’m doing Pillow a favor by teaching her how to be a good mate.”
Rainbow Dash gulped. Was she right? The thought of a horny Fluttershy, Rarity, or maybe even... No, no, that was silly. Twilight was wrong. But she couldn’t ignore the growing warmth between her thighs. Rainbow Dash shifted, pressing them together, but that only seemed to make it worse. “Twi, I...”
“And these first edition book sets aren’t going to buy themselves,” she said, flipping through her new encyclopedia. “Speaking of which...” Twilight Sparkle smiled and set her new books aside. “How much did you make last month?”
“Well, the weather was all sorts of messed up, and the storms caused a bunch of damage and accidents, so... I lost almost everything in damage fees. But—”
“Sell off your daughter’s butt.”
“What!?”
“Upfront rape fee and additional payment for every gallon spewn, which on average is two per ejaculation. That should cover a month, and that’s only one stud. Think of how many ponies would line up to pound her pussy and ass for hours on end.”
The door opened. Two little fillies ran out, both giggling and bouncing as they galloped toward their moms. Twilight Pillow and Fluffy Cloud. Rainbow Dash had to admit, their bodies were very developed for a couple eight-year-olds, with balloon-perky fuck jugs stretching out their princess-themed t-shirts so far that it was impossible to stretch the fabric over their navels. It was such a chore to pull that top over her daughter’s titty meat, though she couldn’t help but sneak in a squeeze and knead the doughy flesh. Their glittery, frilly skirts rose in the back: no underage skirt size could possibly stretch over the bubble-butted booty mountains that wobbled and jiggled in their wake. Fuck, everything about these two was so sexualized. Fluffy Cloud ran up to her mom, beaming cheerfully as she pressed her tits against Rainbow Dash’s knees. “Mommy, Twilight Pillow and I made up a game where we had to find the other’s cutie mark, but I couldn’t find hers! Can we take off our panties and play again?”
Rainbow Dash’s ears flattened, and she glanced at Twilight Sparkle. The purple mare was smiling as if nothing were wrong, and said, “I’m sure you need bits for house renovations and clothing, not just for your daughter, but for yourself, too?” Rainbow Dash looked down at herself, though it was more like staring into her own deep cleavage ravine, her massive boobs perked tight in a white aviator’s jumpsuit—her work clothes, one of three she owned, that being all the clothes she owned. “I’d love to see you in a dress sometime.”
“Um, well...”
“Mommy,” Fluffy Cloud whined. Rainbow Dash
“I’ll do it.”
Twilight Sparkle smiled. “Excellent. Let’s call our friends over.”
Pinkie Pie was the first to answer Twilight Sparkle’s call. She arrived naked, her curly hair falling between her ears, and with the faintest hint of glitter above her long black eyelashes. She was naked—of course—and opened the door to Twilight Sparkle’s living room, yelling “Twilight Pillow, I’m here~!” with a big, cheery smile... until she saw Rainbow Dash. “O-Oh my gosh, it’s Rainbow Dash!” she giggled awkwardly. “Uh, hi~?”
Rainbow Dash frowned. The fact that her friend’s sudden nervousness eased upon seeing her naked frame certainly didn’t help the case against Twilight Sparkle’s claims, let alone the confused boner she grew, the momentary wash of guilt making the pink pony’s balls and shaft boil over to an intimidating erection. A scent hit her nostrils—thick, virulent, and rancid; the stench of a kid-fucking stud mare. Twilight Sparkle walked over, her bare tits bouncing with every step, and bent over the couch beside the blue pegasus. “Ready to get all cloppy with my little girl again? Are you sure you have enough cash to properly pay this time?”
Pinkie Pie’s eyes darted back and forth between her friends before her eyes lit up with realization. “Oh, so she’s—” Rainbow Dash’s heart was thudding against her chest— “she’s selling Fluffy Cloud out too!? Woohoo!” She jumped and pumped her arms. “I thought I could smell another sweet pussy in the air! Where’s the other kid?”
Rainbow Dash’s jaw dropped. She looked over at Twilight Sparkle, whose eyes were lit with victory and pride. “Pinkie, don’t be rude to our friend. She’s never sold out her daughter before, so you’d better be extra gentle.”
“Of course, of course!” Pinkie Pie nodded, hopping on her feet. “Gentle, got it! That means no pulling, right? And no choking? And no—”
“I’m not letting you rape my daughter!”
Twilight Sparkle and Pinkie Pie looked at Rainbow Dash. The purple mare sighed. “Rainbow, please. You’re being unreasonable. If you want to see a real rapist, you should wait for Fluttershy.”
“Pinkie Pie came here for your daughter anyway, right? So what’s wrong with just doing that and letting my daughter go?” Rainbow Dash said. She clenched her teeth so hard that they hurt. There was a part of her that screamed that this was completely unreasonable of her; she had already gone several steps too far. Her daughter’s virginity was at stake, and she was still thinking of her own wallet. But all she had to do was get up, pull her daughter out of this forsaken place, and—
“Mornin’, Sugarcubes!”
Her face flared red. Applejack barged into the living room, her pheromones carrying the smell of hay and apple orchards. The orange mare wore only a cowboy hat, her yellow mane tied into a long ponytail that hung off her shoulder. Her body, raised on years of apple fritters, boasting taut curves and hips so wide you’d think they were meant for birthing babies, not making them—her cock dangled low and heavy, readily showing off the farmer’s plowing potential, draped over a pair of jizz-bloated cum tanks so large that the girl needed hips that broad just to stay balanced. Applejack’s cock, though, was even larger than Pinkie Pie’s: a good two-and-a-half feet long, the brown skin rough and tanned and the veins bulging along a shaft. Jelly-like pre-cum oozed from the flared head’s slit. Her testicles twitched, and a rope of pre-cum fell onto the floor. Applejack’s eyes widened. “Well, I’ll be—Dashie, is that you? Wasn’t expectin’ to see ya here! This here ain’t yer kinda joint, is it?”
Twilight Sparkle smiled. “Actually, Applejack, you’ve come in at a great time. Rainbow Dash and I were just about to get our little rental sleeves ready.”
“Great! I’ve been savin’ up this baby-makin’ gravy all week! I was gettin’ tired of using the same ol’ cowgirl, so it’ll be fun to taste the difference between yer fillies!”
Rainbow Dash was sweating as the two futas started chatting. Her friends were all far too casual about this—how long had this been going on? Twilight Sparkle whispered in her ear, “Applejack will use your daughter.”
Her words really made it sink in. She could practically see it: her daughter’s ass stuffed with that long cock, the flared tip pushing into her stomach, the sheer force of those thrusts making Fluffy Cloud’s eyes roll back and her tongue loll. How many times had she imagined Applejack doing it to her, yet here she was, her cock and balls growling for her daughter instead. She looked at that cock again: two and a half feet, flared, and dribbling. She took a deep gulp and squeezed the cushions.
“I’ll get Fluffy Cloud.”
Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash went to Fluffy Cloud’s room, where they saw the two children on the floor, blue atop purple, as their plush curves smothered each other. They were looking at each other’s cutie marks, proudly displayed on those clap-happy bottoms. The word ‘bimbo’ crossed Rainbow Dash’s mind as she watched her daughter poke at her friend’s meaty rump, the two girls much too young for any flesh to even know what sagging meant. Blue-skinned and with a lovely rainbow mane, just like her mommy. She really was a spitting image of herself at that age, curves and all. Fluffy Cloud and Twilight Pillow giggled, their big pony ears perking up when their moms walked into the room. “Mommy!” Fluffy Cloud squealed. “Is it time to go home?”
“Not yet, sweetie.” Rainbow Dash said, surprised by how cold her voice landed. “Now, let’s take off more than just those panties...”
They returned to the living room. The purple and blue fillies were stark naked, their hyper-stacked bodies wobbling loudly, with their big nipples and plump pussies on full display. Pinkie Pie moaned, and Applejack whistled at the sight of them. Fluffy Cloud looked curiously at them, and then at her friend, who timidly pushed her fingers together. “Mommy, what are those big things between Auntie Applejack and Pinkie Pie’s legs?” she asked.
They weren’t old enough to have sex ed yet, Rainbow Dash thought. Frigid guilt shuddered down her spine. Twilight Sparkle answered, “That’s a penis, Fluffy Cloud. It’s an organ used for breeding—but you already know that, don’t you, Pillow?”
The child blushed and nodded. Her voice came out low, but despite her seeming timid nature, it was smitten with excitement. “Yes, mommy. Auntie Applejack and Pinkie Pie both have really, really big ones, and they’re gonna shove them into our bottoms and make us feel good.”
“It feels good?”
Rainbow Dash’s mouth hung agape. It was all real. This wasn’t a fever dream. She was about to whore out her daughter. Her hands were shaking. Twilight Sparkle looked at her. “Well? You’re the one who brought her here, after all.”
Rainbow Dash gulped, her heart hammering against her chest. She took her daughter’s hand and led her to Applejack. The blonde mare smiled. “Well, hey there, sugarcube. Ya look like yer all dolled up and ready for a buckin’. Why don’tcha hop onto momma’s lap? That’s the best spot fer breedin’!”
“Breeding?”
“O-Of course...” Rainbow Dash stuttered. She lifted her daughter up and sat on the couch, then leaned back. Fluffy Cloud’s face pressed into her chest, and she parted her daughter's legs so her rear wobbled out. She momentarily ran her hands over her daughter’s short blue fur—as sleek as hers, and the same stretchiness to her ass and thighs. “You’ll be a good girl, right, sweetie?”
“Mmhm! Of course, Mommy!” came a squeaky voice muffled by her tits. “I’m a good girl!”
Applejack chuckled, “Aww, look at the lil’ filly, all wiggly and ready for her first cloppin’! She sure is cute.” She adjusted her cock and stood, her cockhead’s shadow casting over the child’s rear. Rainbow Dash’s breath caught in her throat. Applejack squeezed Fluffy Cloud’s thighs, pinched the skin between her fingers, and rolled up, Rainbow Dash’s heart fluttering as their hands momentarily touched, before taking two big handfuls. The orange mare moaned. “Good golly, lookit’ the size o’ her rump! Yer gal’s a bit of a butterbutt, ain’t she, Dashie?”
“I... yeah, I guess.” Rainbow Dash said, a hint of excitement in her voice.
Applejack licked her lips. “Well, that’s just what I need to fuck her full o’ jizz! But first, lemme get this filly’s bumhole nice and ready...”
Rainbow Dash didn’t have time to ask what that meant, as Applejack suddenly dropped to her knees, grabbed hold of her daughter’s buttcheeks, spread them apart, and pressed her tongue against her anus. “W-Whoa!” Rainbow Dash gasped as she heard a wet, juicy slurp. “Ah, Applejack, you—”
“Mommy, she’s licking my butt!” Fluffy Cloud squeaked. “It tickles!”
“She’s giving her a rimjob...” Twilight Sparkle said in surprise. “I didn’t expect her to get that dirty with her.”
“Fuck, that’s sooooo hot!” Pinkie Pie said, who was busy humping Twilight Pillow’s ass meat. They lay in the same position as Rainbow Dash—the same as yesterday, which Rainbow Dash had instinctively lain in, too. But she couldn’t sit on that thought: Twilight Pillow squeaked as Pinkie Pie slammed into her, the thick bulge from her cock showing in her belly. She darted away only to see Applejack, whose face was pressed firmly between her child’s cheeks, groping and squishing them against her face as she stared with narrow, sultry eyes at her. Rainbow Dash’s heart stopped; not even her daughter’s squirming could get it pumping again. That was a gaze of lust, one that her friends had never before directed at her. She had wanted to see that ever since meeting Applejack, and yet it was only because of her daughter’s butt that she was being given that look. Applejack’s nostrils flared, and she pulled back and let out a long, loud snort.
A shudder ran down Rainbow Dash’s spine, and she watched the mare’s tongue worm its way back into her daughter’s asshole. It was such a rough and dirty kiss, her tongue swirling around in the girl’s bowels, the wet, slobbery sound of her tongue slathering against her insides, and the squelches when her daughter’s anus tightened and she sucked on the rim. Applejack then leaned back, a long string of spit connecting her tongue to the girl’s ass. She wiped her lips and grinned. “Eight years old and your daughter’s ready to be a trophy wife,” she chuckled. “Ya did a mighty fine job raisin’ her, Rainbow. Now let’s see her take a cock!”
“O-Okay...” Rainbow Dash’s voice quivered. Her heart was hammering so hard that she was sure her daughter could hear it. Applejack stood on the edge of the couch and squatted, her boobs dangling over the little girl’s body as she pushed against the anal ring. “Oh yeah, that’s the spot. I’d love ta’ start with her puffy little mound first, but little girl innards need some time to get used to cocks like mine.” Applejack chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to keep it nice an’ slow. Let the poor girl’s body get nice and stretched out, and then I’ll breed her proper. What we talkin’—same rates as Twi?”
Rainbow Dash blinked, and then saw the purple mare nod in her periphery. “Huh? Oh, yeah, that works.”
Applejack giggled, “I’ve always got a couple dozen gallons stored in these bad girls, and I ain’t afraid to use ‘em. I’m sure Fluffy Cloud’ll make a perfect cum dump. Now, watch closely—this is the moment her anal virginity gets taken~!” She pushed forward and groaned, her fat tip drilling against the little girl’s rim. Rainbow Dash’s ears ringing as she watched the cockhead push, squish, and stretch the child’s hole. The skin strained and tugged against the cockhead’s ridge, the little girl panting and squeaking into her chest, before suddenly, her anus snapped around it.
“M-Mommy!” Fluffy Cloud cried out.
“Fuck, that felt great,” Applejack gasped. “She’s a squirmer~! Careful now, don’t go makin’ this breeder break her promise. This’ll be nice and slow. Real slow.” Rainbow Dash’s mind spun. She looked over at Pinkie Pie, who was already pounding away at Twilight Pillow’s ass, the child’s pleasured screams drowned by the fleshy sounds of pelvic smacking and ball thwacking. She looked back at Applejack, whose eyes were shut tight and her mouth twisted in an ecstatic smile. The orange mare’s arms were shaking as she grabbed her daughter’s hips and slowly pressed her cock down, inch after inch. Rainbow Dash’s eyes went wider and wider: her child’s ass was swallowing the cock. Heat seethed from her daughter’s tummy, and something pressed onto hers. “Halfway in,” Applejack grunted. “Don’t go shakin’ those jiggly hips back and forth—yer bending my cock! Nngh, Dashie, yer daughter’s a fuckin’ slut!”
Applejack squeezed Fluffy Cloud’s ass, holding the girl in place before slowly pushing further. “Hhff, I’m stuck. Happens with fillies,” she muttered, wiggling her hips. “A little hip work and...” Her hands tightened. She tensed up, and her eyes crossed as she fell all the way down. The sound of a butt clap filled the room, and Fluffy Cloud’s scream came a moment later. “Hot damn!” she grunted. “Her innards just gobbled me up! I’m balls deep in an eight-year-old, and fuck is it feelin’ good! She’s squirmin’ and wigglin’ and tryin’ ta push me out, but I’m holdin’ on tight. C’mon, you little fuckslut, I ain’t goin’ anywhere! Gonna show yer meaty tushie what it means to take a real mare’s cock!” Then came the sound Rainbow Dash feared most:
CLOP. CLOP. CLOP.
It was a rough, rhythmic beat, each thump sending Fluffy Cloud’s ass wobbling. Applejack pounded away, half in, half out, mewling over the child’s butt squelches. “T-This is how we slow fuck back at Sweet Apple Acres, Dashie! Slow as molasses coatin’ an apple! Fuck, I’m totally not gouging out her rectum with some nasty buck-thrusts. I’m the element of honesty, ain’t I?”
Rainbow Dash stared in awe at Applejack as she leaned over her, grunting and moaning, her breasts bouncing and her tongue hanging from her mouth. From this position, with the angle, how her head pushed against the couch with every thrust, and—fuck—the impact of her pummeling, pounding through her daughter and straight onto her, it truly felt like they were having sex. Just two old friends getting down and dirty with the kinda steamy sex one wanted, and the other never provided. She looked over at Twilight Sparkle, her hair messy from rubbing against the cushion, staring up at Pinkie Pie with much the same kind of expression. Twilight Sparkle had been giving so many excuses as to why she was doing this, yet her library looked stellar, and she surely had enough saved to buy any expensive books she desired. When she was looking away during her explanation, it wasn’t that she was lying about any one reason, but rather all of it, and, with her glassy eyes staring needily at the mare above her, Rainbow Dash knew why: they both had unrequited urges for their friends to fuck them. She then looked down at her daughter, who had weaseled her face from her cleavage. “M-Mommy!” the child squealed. “Mommy, it feels good!”
Rainbow Dash petted her daughter’s hair. “That’s good, sweetie. Stay smothered in Mommy’s boobs.” She squeezed her tits around her daughter’s head, hiding her from sight, and looked dazily back to Applejack. “You can fuck her harder, you know,” she said.
“Ya sure?”
She giggled dumbly. “I think she’s ready. I know I sure am.”
“Well then, hold onto yer hat, ‘cause you and yer daughter are in fer a ride!”
Rainbow Dash took a deep breath as Applejack pulled back and then slammed forward. A thundering CLOP! broke out. Fluffy Cloud moaned. Rainbow Dash’s head tilted against the couch. Every curvy piece of meat on their bodies wobbled and smacked together. Fluffy Cloud’s kiddie body was a mess of bouncing boobs and jiggling hips, and Applejack’s figure was a mess of clenching curves and sweat. “H-How long has it been,” Rainbow Dash muttered, “since you’ve done this with someone?”
Applejack chuckled and pulled back. Rainbow Dash’s heart skipped a beat, the orange mare’s strong arms grabbing her by the shoulders. “Since I fucked a pony?” she said. “Yesterday. You and Twi are the only girls in Equestria I haven’t sunk my couple of feet into.”
“Am I not attractive enough?”
The orange mare smiled and then kissed Rainbow Dash on the forehead. “Not at all, sugarcube. But I am a little picky about who I pump my cum into. And, to be honest, you’re a bit of a tomboy, and I like them girly. But yer daughter? Fuck, she’s the kinda gal I dream of!” Rainbow Dash’s heart sank, but Applejack continued, “But I’m sure someone as cute and sexy as yourself can find herself a stallion—and one that’ll stick around.”
“Oh, but I’m not really interested in...” she gulped. “That doesn’t matter. Just keep going.”
Rainbow Dash wrapped her legs around Applejack’s waist, and their bodies pressed together, squishing Fluffy Cloud between them as she stared into her crush’s eyes. They weren’t compatible that way, but so what? She was old enough now to accept it. And it’s not like there isn’t an extension of herself to compensate. “Yer daughter’s a plush piece of pony meat, ain’t she?” Applejack laughed, her face inches from Rainbow Dash’s. “I’m sure yer pussy’s all wet and sloppy thinkin’ about her gettin’ fucked, ain’t it?”
“She’s a good girl...” Rainbow Dash muttered.
“She sure is, sugarcube. Such a good girl. I’m gonna fill her up to the brim, y’hear? My momma got preggers with me after gettin’ her fat butt stuffed, so why don’t I do the same! Gonna make sure Fluffy Cloud’s got a lil’ sis’ in her belly by the time I’m done. Let me fuck whatever comes outta her, too, and I’ll be a lifelong customer!”
“Of course. She’ll be good to you.”
“Thank ya, nngh, kindly!”
Applejack’s thrusts hastened. Rainbow Dash’s body grew hotter. Her daughter’s sweat and musk mixed with Applejack’s. The rough, pounding thrusts, the child’s tight, stretching rectum, and the pulsating shaft that slid against her daughter’s insides, all beat against her; a jackhammering of a blunt, flared cock tip pressing against her tummy, forcing a whimpering moan from her throat as she felt every thrust. Her head spun and she began to feel dizzy, the heat of their sex making her lightheaded and her heart hammer. “Hurry up. Impregnate my slutty daughter. I want to feel every single drop of your cum sloshing around her gut!”
Applejack growled and, with a high-pitched neigh, slammed down, and her cock erupted. The sound of her blasting loads erupted in Rainbow Dash’s ears and stomach, vibrating through her daughter and into her. It was like a hose went off at max power inside her daughter’s rectum. Her stomach grew and stretched, her innards bloating as they were filled to the brim and beyond. Rainbow Dash’s leg-lock broke, and she splayed her legs out as she came, squirting as cum splattered out from Applejack and Fluffy Cloud’s connection. Her daughter was howling; Rainbow Dash didn't need to see her face to know how amazing it must feel. Cum poured onto her legs, the couch, and the floor. A warm, sticky heat settled over the room.
“That’s the best orgasm I’ve had in ages,” Applejack groaned. “Mind getting out from under us and lettin’ me sit with my hog in her tailpipe?”
The dream was over. Rainbow Dash smiled and slid out, sitting next to them as she made herself comfy. Pinkie Pie had yet to cum, Rainbow Dash now getting a good look at the pink mare’s greedy, butt-kneading hands and swinging testes. Twilight Sparkle started comforting her daughter, speaking sweet nothings into her ear as she wiped her messy face and cleaned the drool from her lips. Rainbow Dash did the same for Fluffy Cloud, who was panting and gasping. “You okay, sweetie?”
Her daughter was an absolute mess. Applejack had locked her arms around her legs and pulled them back, leaving that cum-swollen belly on full display. Her eyes weren’t rolled up anymore, but they were hazy, and her pupils dilated. She looked up at her and giggled. “Mommy, I peed.”
“You had an orgasm, dear,” Rainbow Dash said, wiping the booby sweat from her brow. “And that’s a very good thing. Don’t be like me and bottle up your urges.” But as one hand wiped her face, the other squeezed the cushion, eyeing the cock still buried in her daughter’s ass, its pulsating shaft causing the cum lodged inside to gurgle and churn. She was so jealous. A gentle voice came from the doorway:
“Goodness, there’s sure a lot of people here…”
Fluttershy had arrived, a little late but certainly not absent. Her pink mane and yellow fur were a beautiful contrast, the long locks reaching just over her breasts before curling. She was exceptionally meaty and curvy, though a little top heavy—her cock, too, more like a sledgehammer than the battering rams that her friends were swinging, the shaft’s girth competing with her flared tip, and the urethral hole with a big enough space to shove a finger into. Her swollen balls slapped her thighs as she approached. Precum trickled from the open tip. “Sorry for being late, Twi, but I had to say goodbye to all my animal friends. I left my clothes by the front door if you don’t mind. Oh!” she shook her bag. “I have presents for your daughters, too!” Fluttershy presented a pair of blue and purple collars, with a metal plate carrying Twilight Pillow and Fluffy Cloud’s cutie marks. “Now you’ll look so cute when we breed you!”
Applejack laughed, “You always were a kinky one.”
The yellow mare blushed and smiled. “You think so?” She looked at the two child cocksleeves. “Gosh, look at all the meat on display! A giant butt—“ she spanked Twilight Pillow’s ass, before slapping Fluffy’s cloud titties, “—and giant boobs!” And such messy faces, too! They look so happy! I’m not sure which one I want to fuck first! Oh, my sweet, horny penis, can you tell me which of these filly slits is the best?”
Her cock throbbed to life, and she stroked it, staring longingly at the two jiggling eight-year-olds. Rainbow Dash’s voice croaked out, “I never expected you to be so into kids...”
“But just look at these girls! they love it,” she smiled, poking Fluffy Cloud’s cheek. I’d never say no to a filly who likes sex as much as I.” Rainbow Dash didn’t even know where to begin. Fluttershy handed the collars to her and Twilight Sparkle. “Go ahead and put these on them. They’ll look so cute!” She said, giggling. Rainbow Dash looked down at her daughter, and then at the collar. The metal plate was etched with a blue cloud. She tied it around Fluffy Cloud’s neck.
“Mommy, what’s this?” Fluffy Cloud asked with a slurred voice.
“Nothing, dear. Just wear it and look cute, okay?”
Applejack squeezed Fluffy Cloud’s belly. “There you go, lookin’ like a proper cumdump! I’m just relaxing inside her, Fluttershy, so feel free to use her pussy. I already loosened her up with some backdoor fuckin’.”
“O-Oh, thank you, Applejack!” Fluttershy’s cheeks burned red. “She’s so cute. She looks a lot like you, Rainbow Dash. Did you teach her anything about sex?”
Rainbow Dash muttered, “Why would I...?”
“Fluffy Cloud loves gettin’ her butt stuffed. She’s squirmin’ and tryin’ to suck my cock in deeper.”
“Ooh, I like the sound of that!” Fluttershy said. “Now, let’s get into position...” She turned around and squatted, throwing back that thick ass and the two, huge, bloated balls beneath, and slapped it hard on Fluffy Cloud’s face, the big slit squishing against her nostrils. Fluffy Cloud coughed. “Uh oh, I’m so sorry! That was an accident!” Fluttershy said, precum bridging between them as she pulled back. “But I’m sure your mommy would tell us if there was anything wrong, isn’t that right?” She looked to Rainbow Dash, who didn’t respond. Fluttershy lowered herself and pushed her cock against Fluffy Cloud’s pussy.
“Just go slowly, okay, Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash asked. “She’s still a virgin.”
“A virgin?” Fluttershy said, with a low, throaty voice that made Rainbow Dash’s ears perk up. “I’m so sorry, Rainbow Dash, but innocent flesh makes me so...!”
Fluttershy squeezed her knees and plunged inside. Fluffy Cloud’s eyes snapped wide open, and her body lurched as she screamed. The fleshy clap that followed sounded like a cannon going off, doubly punctured by violently Fluffy Cloud’s ass fat wobbled. “Oh, Celestia!” Fluttershy moaned. “She’s so tight! I love it, I love it, I love it! I’m gonna fuck this pussy loose! You don’t mind if I break your daughter, do you, Rainbow Dash!?”
“I-I told you to go slowly!”
“Nngh, but she can take it! I know she can! And I’m gonna fuck her and fuck her and fuck her and make her my personal breeding brat!”
Rainbow Dash’s jaw dropped as she watched Fluttershy’s face twist in a perverse, sadistic grin. She slammed her hips again and again, her fat butt wobbling, her balls slapping the girl’s cum-bloated belly and sending her innards sloshing around, Applejack’s semen pouring from the girl’s gaping anus. The orange mare grunted and squeezed the child tighter, her own ass clenching and flexing. Fluttershy’s cock bulged in her daughter’s gut. “F-Fuck her, Fluttershy,” Applejack moaned, her tongue hanging out. “I can feel yer cock against mine! Fuck her good and hard—keep rubbin’ that fat throbber on my shaft!”
“Applejack, it feels so gooood!” Fluttershy gasped, her tongue hanging out. “Her little cunny’s wrapped around me soooo tight~! I’m gonna fuck her so much! I’m gonna make her my little wife!” Fluffy Cloud’s eyes rolled back, and her body went limp. “Oh, I love how her pussy keeps sucking on me! I’m gonna have so much fun fucking this little hole! I’ll make sure she’s pregnant with a big batch of foals!”
Fluttershy fucked and fucked. Rainbow Dash’s ears were ringing. The futa’s thick ass clapped loudly, her hips slamming into her child over and over, the two mares grinding their cocks into her. Her daughter was a splayed cum tub with tubes for futas to rape together. She bit her lip as her entire body strained; by Celestia, Fluffy Cloud really did look just like her at that age. Even when Rainbow Dash wasn’t involved, it felt as if they were fucking her. Her pussy twitched and her nipples perked, the sounds of guttural clopping surging up and down her ovaries and throat. Fluttershy’s moans were getting louder and higher-pitched, and her thrusts were getting more frantic. “Hnnngghhh, oh dear!” Fluttershy mewled. “My cum’s so dense that I won’t shoot out! Help me, Rainbow Dash!”
“What?”
“Grab my nuts and squeeze!”
Rainbow Dash’s heart skipped a beat. She reached out and grabbed her balls, low-hanging enough to not impede on Fluttershy’s thrusting. They were boiling hot—she thought they’d sear her hands, but if anything that only told her how virile this mare’s cum was. And they were so damn heavy; two yellow pomelos carrying enough strength to leave a bruise on poor Fluffy Cloud’s cheeks. She kneaded them like they were her daughter’s ass. “Nnnnghh, that’s good, that’s good!” Fluttershy squealed, her eyes crossing. “Harder, harder! Milk all the cum from my cock!”
Heels clacked, and the final guest appeared from the doorway: Rarity. The glittery, purple-maned unicorn posed, one leg out, and an arm propping up her massive breasts, the areolae purple and pristine. She swished her hair as her light blue cock slowly rose, bearing the same thickness and vigor as the others. “Fluttershy, the nerve of you, running ahead after I so graciously offered you a ride! I thought we were supposed to arrive together!”
Fluttershy didn’t even seem to notice her. She was panting and squealing, her cock pulsating in the child’s gut. Rainbow Dash’s hands were sinking into the futa’s ballsack, the skin warping to her fingers, before finally, with one final, wobbly thwack of a thrust, she came. Her balls snapped taut, and Rainbow Dash fell back as her balls unloaded. Fluffy Cloud squealed as her tummy quivered with the growing loads, and Applejack clenched her teeth, whatever cock-spasming going on inside being so intense that she came as well, their cum shooting from her gaping anus. Fluttershy’s bucking sent her body into a clapping frenzy, the cum shooting out in an endless, gurgling torrent. And as if that wasn’t loud enough, Pinkie Pie finally whinnied out her own load, Twilight Pillow’s ass suddenly spewing out a frothing eruption of horse cream.
It was too much for Rainbow Dash to process. She slipped off the couch and crawled back. How could she have had fun with this!? The girls had lost their minds! She needed to stop them and pull her daughter away from—
“Ahhh...” Fluttershy sighed as she pulled her cock out. Semen slathered like sludge across her massive length, the musky, pungent smell making Rainbow Dash’s nostrils burn. She shook her hips to help some of the cum slide off, as Rarity moved to her side and spanked her ass. “Oh, hi Rarity! Did you just arrive?”
“Only to find that you lot have started the party without me!” She said as she stroked her cock. The girls looked down at Fluffy Cloud, now a cum-frothing mess, her face barely visible behind the gooey mask. “Did you have to go and dump a load that big into our fresh meat? Her pussy’s a goddamn crater, for Celestia’s sake! You know I don’t stick my dick in sloppy seconds. Whatever—has her throat been fucked?”
Fluttershy giggled. “M-Maybe? I did slap my cock against her mouth, but, um...”
“Good enough,” Rarity huffed. She grabbed Fluffy Cloud’s head and turned it, the girl’s eyes rolling in a dizzy haze, and then stuffed her cock into the child’s throat. “Nngh, now that’s what I needed! I can’t believe all of you—Twilight Sparkle, you of all ponies should know that you should never fuck the goods before everypony’s arrived! It’s the cardinal sin of being a mother! Don’t think you’ll get off free, either!” She pointed at Twilight Pillow, whose face was still stuck in a broken orgasm. “I’m going to fuck her next!”
Twilight Sparkle smiled. “But I thought you didn’t do sloppy seconds?”
“I don’t, but her pussy is still pristine, isn’t it?” She pulled back and then slammed in. Fluffy Cloud gagged, and Rarity’s shaft bulged through her belly. “Fuck, that’s good. I assume that fat, hunkering cock-tube I’m hitting is Applejack? How does it feel to be on the other end?”
Applejack chuckled. “Ya should try a round with her butthole fer yerself after she’s cleaned up.”
Rarity huffed and slammed in again, and Fluffy Cloud’s eyes rolled back. “Well, I suppose a farmer would know a thing or two about breeding. Maybe I’ll have to try it out.” Rarity’s thrusts were less about power and more about style. She gyrated her hips and swiveled them in a circular motion, her cock stirring up the girl’s esophagus. “Hurry up and start your round two, Fluttershy. We’ll destroy that Pillow-meat over there next.”
Rainbow Dash felt woozy. The room was spinning. Rarity was already thrusting hard, her balls smacking the cum-gurgling tummy, her hands grabbing the little girl’s tits and squeezing the doughy flesh. It was too much. She needed to escape. But just as she was about to make a break for the door, a hand touched her shoulder and said her name. She looked back: Twilight Sparkle sat next to her. “Are you okay, Rainbow Dash?”
“I can’t, I can’t...” She stammered. Twilight Sparkle petted her rainbow-colored mane.
“Shh, it’s alright. Take a deep breath and look at them.”
Bubbly boobs, butts, balls, and massive cocks wobbled and thrusted before her eyes. Rarity was slamming into Fluffy Cloud’s throat and Applejack had started fucking again, a low, blunt smacking sound coming from the gloggy tummy as their cockheads bashed into each other. Fluttershy had already sunk her cock back inside, having taken hold of Fluffy Cloud’s legs and pulling her into a mating press, the yellow mare’s cock bulging through her belly. Twilight Pillow, too, was getting fucked again; Pinkie Pie straddled the girl and pumping her cock in and out of the cum-gushing butt. Their voices were a cacophony of pleasure, their sweat and cum splattering onto each other. The couch, the floor—everything around them was coated in bubbling-hot pony cum. And amidst the sex, she saw hints of their daughters’ bodies, purple and pink, wobbling from compact blows and jutting cocks, the cum and sweat bridging their forms together and making it seem as though they were one with their mates.
“I didn’t want to say it before, but our daughters truly look like younger versions of ourselves, don’t they?” Twilight Sparkle said. “I was worried you wouldn’t realize that when we started, but it’s clear that you have. You’re thinking that you’re the one being fucked, right? That their cocks are pounding you, and they’re going to fill your womb with a half-dozen mares and stallions each? This is Equestria: it’s okay to feel long-needed happiness. And look at our daughters’ faces.
Rainbow Dash looked closer. Between the cum and sweat bridges, smiles shone, the girls’ faces twisted in pleasure and drooling. They were mewling and cooing, their voices so broken that it was impossible to discern words, but they looked... happy.
“I’m sure you’ll realize it soon, too,” Twilight Sparkle said. “So let’s enjoy our new hobby together. It’s what mothers and daughters are meant to do.” Twilight Sparkle shoved her fingers into her pussy. “Let’s cheer for our daughters getting bred!” Rainbow Dash smiled. She shoved her fingers into her pussy.
“Go, go, Twilight Pillow! Take that cock like Mommy could!”
“Squeeze those cocks tight, Fluffy Cloud! Mommy’s cheering for you! Don’t lose to Twilight Pillow!”
The two women kneeled in the cum, shlicking themselves and rooting for their daughters’ destruction, the fucking, breeding, groping, and plowing growing ever more intense as it became clear that there were no holds barred in this filly fuckfest. The futas’ hips rose and crashed down, their moans and grunts growing higher and louder, and they whinnied together, the splurts of four horse cocks blasting into the girls’ guts. Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle crawled forward, eyeing the cum drooling from their daughters’ cock-stuffed cunts, and pressed their faces into the mess of juicy butt meat, the sounds of their sloppy cum sucking soon overtaking breeders’ moans.