This is a MY LITTLE PONY FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC FANFIC TURN BACK WHILE YOU HAVE THE CHANCE INVOLVES SOME F/F SHIPPING AND SOME VORE AND SOME TF AND LATEX jus' sayin. All MLP characters (c) Hasbro Halcyon (c) me and Maple Gleam Blackberry and Strawberry (c) Pop ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "C'mon Dashie! C'mon Twi!" Pinkie Pie bounced along the sunset died terra cotta earth towards the destination she only knew about, or at least the location thereof. Rainbow Dash had no trouble keeping up with her friends, keeping a fairly leisurely pace to bring up the rear of the three pony parade, apparently having done enough stunt flying that day to keep her inner desire to be first in check, Twilight thought. Twilight Sparkle, however, was having to maintain a quick trot to keep up with Pinkie, and idly wished she kept herself in consistent shape instead of the short bursts of exertion her studious life seemed to provide her. "This is in Ponyville, right Pinkie?" Twilight called out. "Well, yeah, Twi, it's not like I'd want to take you to a Canterlot night club." Pinkie called back. "That would require the train, silly!" "I mean, how much further is it?" The purple unicorn would have sighed in exasperation, but talking was taking up most of her breath at her current speed. "Oh, it's right over there." She gestured with her head at the apex of a bounce. "I thought that you two were enjoying playing follow the Pinkie!" Dash gulped a bit, and stayed quiet, her muzzle scrunching slightly. Twilight halted, panting, "What?" She looked towards where Pinkie had indicated. There was one of the storage barns at the edge of Ponyville proper, and standing in line were about a dozen ponies, waiting to be let in one of the side doors. A black earth pony stood, wearing sunglasses despite the waning light, and while Twilight watched he let a pair of ponies in, before closing the door again. Pinkie bounced over to Twilight, "We should probably get in line now while it's short." The unicorn was about to object to Pinkie's definition of a short line, before she remembered the average queue up in Ponyville for something worthwhile was the entire population. "Yes. Yes we should." Dash glided over to the end of the line, settled down lightly, and nonchalantly waited for her two friends to join her. She was, as usual her composed, cool self. Twilight idly wondered if Pinkie had showed Dash this place before. Twilight shook her head a bit to herself. If Dash had been here before, she would be bragging about her exploits. Her silence was a tell in itself, she too had no idea what to expect and was keeping her cool, at least on the outside. Pinkie bounced to Dash's side, her exuberance not decreased in the slightest since the girls' night out had begun. The pink party pony also was strangely quiet about details of this club, but Twilight guessed that was because she wanted to keep it a surprise. Twilight joined her friends in line, and it moved forward a bit. The unicorn looked ahead and saw the bouncer closing the door, but no ponies had come out, only gone in. "Pinkie, am I right in thinking the bouncer at the front door's job is to make sure the club doesn't go over capacity?" Pinkie turned her head to Twilight, "Well, yeah, that's one part of it, Twilight." "So, why would he let in ponies when no ponies have come out?" The purple unicorn raised a brow at her friend. "Even I know that one, Twi," Dash grinned, "It's barely sunset, the club's not full yet." Twilight looked back at the bouncer, then to her friends again, "But if that were the case, why not just let everypony in at once?" "Silly Twilight, then the pony in charge of coats would get swamped!" Pinkie declared, as if that were the most obvious answer in the world. Twilight glanced around again, "Pinkie, nopony in this line is wearing any clothes." "I'd say that's pretty common for Ponyville, Twilight." The curly maned earth pony smiled insufferably. The unicorn groaned in exasperation, and stepped forward as the line moved again. "Twilight, don't overthink it. Maybe it bottlenecks on the stairs down into the club or something." Rainbow shrugged, idly hovering instead of walking alongside the two earthbound ponies. "How would you know it's an underground club, Dash? You've never been there." Twilight turned to look at the Pegasus carefully. Dash shook her head, "I don't. I just know that this barn is pretty much full, so we'd have to be going to the basement, right Pinks?" Pinkie just grinned, and in a sing-song voice declared, "I'm not telling." "Will you be okay with a basement, Rainbow?" Twilight tried to ignore Pinkie for the time being. "Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?" The brash Pegasus brushed off her shoulders with alternating hooves. "Oh, I mean it's an enclosed space, usually has low ceilings, no windows..." Twilight smirked a bit. Sometimes she liked to see if she could break through Rainbow's cool. She had only done it a couple times so far, but overall it seemed worth it to her inquisitive mind. Pinkie snerked, as if to an inside joke, and covered her muzzle as it scrunched up a bit. Rainbow turned the conversation away from her, "Something to share with the rest of the class, Pinks?" "Oh no, nothing." She managed a grin, one no less broad than any she normally wore. Twilight shrugged to Dash, and she soon found they were up next in line. The seemingly till then silent until then bouncer asked in a low voice, "You three together?" Twilight hadn't been looking at the bouncer when he spoke, and turned to look at him now. Up close it looked like he'd wrapped himself in a black bodysuit, like the rubbery stealth suit she'd torn up during the whole time travel fiasco. Except this one covered his muzzle as well. She supposed the sunglasses were to hide the opening for his eyes, to complete the effect. Dash answered while Twilight examined the bouncer, "Yeah, we're together, that a problem?" Pinkie put a foreleg around Rainbow, "Don't mind her, mister Shine. She's... protective." Dash seemed disarmed by this, and Twilight blinked. Was there something between her friends? Mr. Shine, as Pinkie called him, nodded and reached to open the door, a low bass thrum coming from inside along with some slowly blinking colored lights. Twilight smiled nervously at the suited bouncer, wondering if the effect was meant to obliterate his facial features like that. It was a possibility, she was feeling rather intimidated by the stallion, "Thank you, Sir." She said softly, walking forward. Pinkie poinged after Twilight, grinning to the shiny coated stallion as if she saw him every day, or, to be honest, she had just met him, and passed her unicorn friend once through the door, "This way, Twilight!" she called cheerily heading down a hall and towards a bend, around which the lights appeared to be coming, as the music got clearer. Rainbow Dash settled onto her hooves and came up alongside Twilight, a little closer than usual. Twilight smirked a little, "Dash, promise me if you get claustrophobic you won't ask me to punch a hole in the club ceiling." "I... what?" Dash said, looking around as her voice cracked a bit, "I mean, no, that's ridiculous, I mean, why would I be afraid of some guy called Claus anyway?" Twilight sighed as they turned the corner, "That's not what that means." She trailed off. They had come to a dead end, and there, standing at the dead end was not Pinkie. Rather it appeared to be a glass statue of a Pegasus with colored lights imbedded inside the translucent material, and they were turning on and off in linear sequences along various contours of its body, along the flight feathers of the extended wings, down along the slender neck, across the barrel, and along the sculpted mane and tail. Dash blinked, "Where's Pinkie?" "Oh, she's already inside the club." The statue spoke, moving as though it weren't made of translucency and flashing lights. Twilight and Dash yelped and held one another in surprise. The apparently living statue smiled, stepping closer to the two mares, "I am Halcyon Glow." Twilight idly thought that was a pretty accurate name, before something clicked, "Dash... isn't that the name of the club Pinkie said we were going to?" Dash looked away from the spectrum of flashing lights, "Oh. Oh yeah, she did say something like that." She looked back to the flashing pony, "So you're the owner of the club?" "Yes. Yes I am." Twilight looked around again, and upon turning her head realized something, "Is the music we're hearing coming from you, Halcyon?" "Why yes it is..." The glowing Pegasus smiled brighter, and Twilight noticed the sound became even clearer in the moments when the translucent mouth opened, as though it was coming from inside her. Dash let go of Twilight, walking over to Halcyon, looking her over, "That is so cool. How much is it for a suit like yours? I mean, it glows, has that cool diffusion effect, and it even plays music? I mean, how awesome is that?" Twilight was feeling more nervous still at these revelations, "Uh... Miss Glow... how do we get into the club?" "Well, why don't I show you?" She grinned to Twilight, then pulled Rainbow Dash close, into a sudden kiss. Twilight's jaw dropped. Somepony they had never met was kissing her friend very deeply out of nowhere! If Rarity were here she would be outraged, and Twilight thought she felt some of that. Or was it? She scrutinized her feeling for a moment, closing her mouth gently. Some part of her wanted to be the one holding Rainbow that close? She shook her head. That was silly. She would just go over to Halcyon and give her a piece of her mind for overstepping her boundaries like that and... Twilight's jaw dropped again. Halcyon's grip had shifted to pin Dash's forelegs and wings to her sides, and her glowing muzzle had stretched like rubber to wrap around the Pegasus' head. Dash shivered and twitched a little, but she barely struggled as her shoulders joined her head in entering the flashing lights. The unicorn's horn flared and she stepped forward, ready to do anything to save her friend, when she yelped, finding herself rather immobile as well. Halcyon had wrapped one of her wings around Twilight tightly, pinning her to the glowing, flashing side. Despite her looks, Twilight discovered, Halcyon was warm and soft, and her fur moved slickly against the translucent surface. The bass thrum of the music coming from inside her seemed to match the rhythm of the swallows her throat was performing admirably to draw in the stunt flyer. In fact if it were not for Twilight's fear for her friend's life, this would have been a pleasant, if not still unwelcome embrace. By the time Twilight got her bearings and was ready to attempt a spell again, she looked up, and Dash's hind legs and tail were sinking out of sight. Twilight also noticed that the body alongside her was not swelling up with the form of the other Pegasus. She thought her jaw might break if her mouth kept falling open, gobsmacked. Halcyon mmmed pleasantly, if not sounding a little too pleased to Twilight, tucked the last of Dash into her mouth with a hoof, and swallowed a bit louder than before, licking her lips softly, "Now don't you worry, your friend Pinkie loves my club. She comes just about every night since I opened." Twilight's brow furrowed, and her confusion cost her a chance at escape. The shimmering, flashing maw wrapped around her face and horn slickly. The contact against her horn made Twilight shiver. She silently cursed how sensitive the spiral protuberance was as the slick warmth travelled down her body. The music grew clearer the deeper Twilight slid, and she thought she heard a female voice vocalizing in the music, but without words. The voice seemed embarrassingly pleased with herself, Twilight thought. She opened her eyes, and found the inside of Halcyon's throat also had the imbedded colored lights, flashing in sequence downward with each swallow, as if the lights were somehow going to pull her in faster as well. Twilight pondered twisting her head to get her horn away from the slick, pulsing walls to be able to think clear enough to teleport out of this situation. Then she realized if she did that, Dash, Pinkie, and all those other ponies that were let in by the bouncer before them would be trapped in there! The unicorn shuddered. Only one thing to do, and that was hope that the stomach would be conducive to running a rescue operation. She got a moment of vertigo as her center of gravity passed into the swallowing warmth, and mentally calculated the length of the throat. She'd be reaching the stomach any moment now. Her legs dangled in the cool air outside, slowly sliding in with each swallow as the music grew louder still. When it was just her hooves outside Twilight mentally calculated again. She should be coming up to the other side of the whole pony by now, but she was still in the throat! Then her foggy mind remembered how Dash had not distended the Pegasus at all. And Pinkie and the other ponies before did not show on her form either... Perhaps this was all an elaborate teleportation method to the club? And if so, why something so bizarre and unnerving as eating club guests? Twilight squirmed a bit as her hooves passed over the back of Halcyon's tongue, and her whole body was in the glowing, rippling throat, travelling down. Then, suddenly, she was dumped out onto a soft surface, almost all at once. Twilight stood quickly and looked around. The music was fully clear now, a heady dance mix. The walls were all the same sort of translucent, slick surface that Halcyon had been, with imbedded lights flashing slowly being the only illumination for the whole space. And everywhere she looked, there were dancing ponies, who apparently didn't care about the means of entrance for this club. Pinkie appeared in front of her, "Hey Twilight! Isn't that a wild ride?" Twilight scrunched her mouth shut for a moment, before exploding out in a shout, "Pinkie, that was terrifying!" "Was it, Twilight? I think it feels rather nice!" The pink party pony grinned, waggling her eyebrows teasingly. Twilight grunted in annoyance with her friend's antics. "Where's Dash?" Twilight looked at the dancers carefully. Hard to make out coat colors in this lighting, she thought. "You're standing over her, silly filly!" Pinkie declared. Twilight looked down. The soft surface she'd landed on had been her friend, who looked dazed. "Ooops." Rainbow Dash groaned a bit, "Can I get the number of that cart that hit me?" "Sure, Dashie, TW1L1T3." Pinkie grinned. Dash opened her eyes, and stared a bit up at Twilight, who was still standing over her, "Oh... Hey Twi." Twilight looked down again. Was Dash blushing? It was hard to tell in this lighting. She might just be embarrassed by being incapacitated, Twilight reasoned. It could not have been because of her... Pinkie tugged on both ponies with a hoof, "Come on you two lovebirds, if you don't move you're both gonna get flattened by the next clubber!" Twilight worked her jaw in shock silently, as Pinkie yanked her out of the little entrance area and into the club proper, finding Dash at her side. Dash shook her head a bit, looking around and up. When Twilight followed her gaze, she saw the ceiling was high and vaulted a bit, and there were a few pegasi dancing in the air. "I think I'm going to dance a bit, guys." She launched before an objection could be volleyed. "And me without my candycopter!" Pinkie bemoaned her luck. "Oh well. Twi, wanna dance?" Twilight grunted a bit, "I think I need a drink." Pinkie perked, "Oh! Oh yeah, that's available, there's a bar over there!" She pointed with a hoof. Twilight nodded, "Well, that's where I'll be if you need me..." She walked around dancing ponies, sighing heavily. Her mind wandered. Since Pinkie had been here before, and everypony seemed to be enjoying themselves, what was wrong with the unconventional way to get into the club? She supposed she was just annoyed because Pinkie had not warned them. In retrospect, she figured that trip down the rippling passage might be very nice indeed if she was not on the edge of panicking the whole time... she shook her head. What was she thinking? She needed that drink. The bartender smiled, holding a glass with one hoof and using her dexterous Pegasus wing to clean it with a slick looking dishtowel. Twilight noticed this pony also seemed to be wearing one of those shiny suits... or maybe she too was like Halcyon. She noticed some translucency when the lights behind the bar backlit her. She had a mane style that reminded her of Dash's windswept look, but it also seemed more solid, as if carved of a single stone and shined up. The barkeep chuckled, "Is this your first time meeting shinies?" She called over the music. Twilight blinked, "I... well, I guess. I had no idea there was anypony like you, or Halcyon." The Pegasus behind the bar smirked, "Or Blackberry." When Twilight looked confused, the barkeep elucidated, "The bouncer." Twilight leaned a foreleg on the bar, "This is just so much to take in. Why haven't I noticed any of you before? I mean, you look polished to a gloss finish, I think I'd notice that walking around Ponyville." "You'd think that, wouldn't you?" The barkeeper grinned. "You look like you need a drink." "Desperately." Twilight muttered, rubbing her head. She glanced down the bar and spotted the only decoration she had seen since she arrived. A surreal sort of sculpture of a Dalmatian puppy of cartoonish proportions with black bats wings sprouting from its back, shimmering as glossily as anything else in the club, apart from the dancers. "And nothing with hot sauce! Twi here can't take her hot sauce." Pinkie was beside Twilight now, grinning broadly. Twilight looked away from the odd sculpture to Pinkie, "I'm okay if I don't pour six ounces into my punch!" "I mean seriously, Twilight, why did you think it was booze in the first place?" Pinkie giggled. Did she look a little lustrous? Twilight pondered. Maybe she had been sweating from dancing. "Pinkie, that was over two years ago. I have no idea what I was thinking." Twilight ground her hoof into her temple slowly. Maybe she needed headache medicine instead of booze. The flashing lights and throbbing beat were getting to her. "Strawberry, mix my best girl a special! On me!" Pinkie hugged Twilight from the side and nuzzled. Twilight found herself blushing, and shook her head a little. Pinkie knew nothing of personal space... that did not mean anything like that... why was she thinking these thoughts about her friends tonight? The barkeep, apparently Strawberry, slid a tumbler forward, which stopped in front of the unicorn's snout. Twilight sniffed it. There was a scent of alcohol, but also of something a little synthetic. But she'd smelled that ever since she'd started being swallowed, so she figured it wasn't in the drink. Lifting the tumbler with her horn she took a sip and closed her eyes. It must have been pretty high proof from the way it tingled in her throat. But unlike the whiskey Applejack had gotten her to try, it wasn't a burning sensation that made her want to cough. This was cool and refreshing along with the tingle, which continued on between sips. Twilight smiled, "Good choice, Pinkie." "I know my girl well!" Pinkie declared, grinning, "Take care of anything she needs, okay, Strawberry?" She gave Twilight a firm squeeze, and slipped away, back into the dancing crowd. The barkeeper nodded, and Twilight wondered if the alcohol was affecting her already, or if her cheeks were flushed from Pinkie's turn of phrase. It was not as though she did not refer to her friends as 'her girls' at other times, in a way not dissimilar to how she would refer to music she enjoyed as 'her jam'. Twilight continued sipping; hoping the cool liquid would chill her heated cheeks. Dash landed beside her on the other side from where Pinkie had just left, stretching a bit, "Aw, come on, Twi, you can't just sit at the bar and drink all night, I wanna see you let loose and just dance like nopony's watching!" Twilight nearly choked on her drink this time, setting it down, "You know how well that worked last time I did that in public." "Oh, man, you should have seen it!" Dash grinned at the barkeeper, "I mean, it's nowhere near as graceful or as awesome as my dance moves, but she puts her all into it." "You are not going to flatter me into going out there and dancing like a massive dork for your amusement, Dash." Twilight deadpanned, sipping again from her glass. Strawberry smirked, "Sounded more like she was flattering herself, to me." Twilight set her glass down. "Don't get her started on herself. I could write books on what she's said about herself." "That would be awesome, you could be my autobiographer." Dash grinned. "You tried that with Spike once, remember?" Twilight suddenly felt the urge to down the rest of her drink, but resisted, sipping. "And it's Ghost Writer." "Whatever, Twi. Anyway," Dash leaned in close, smiling, "I just thought we should dance and enjoy ourselves." The Pegasus leaned back and held out a hoof in offering. "Come on, I'll show you some of my moves." "Most of your moves take place in the air, Dash." Twilight muttered. "Oh, I got plenty of moves for down on the ground, Twi." Rainbow smirked, oozing self confidence. Some of it just had to get on Twilight eventually. Twilight found herself blushing again as a mental image popped up in her head, which she desperately tried to push away with another drink. Rainbow was a friend. They liked each other but not that way! She soon found herself with an empty glass. Dash grinned, "Perfect timing, you've finished your drink!" She tugged Twilight away from the bar and into the throng of dancers. Twilight was lost in a swarm of pony bodies, all barely missing her as they moved and slid and writhed about. It was nothing like the mellow dance moves she tried to perform when she was self conscious of what she was doing, nor the wild exuberant... horrifyingly bad dance moves she preformed when she wasn't conscious of what she was doing. Dash's voice was in her ear, "Follow my lead, Twi." The pegasus' wing folded over Twilight's back warmly, and she started to move, sliding and writhing like the other dancers, the embrace with the strong flying wing making Twilight have to mimic her to stay up on her hooves. Twilight blushed at the close contact, trying to breathe calmly... She was just dancing up against the hottest Pegasus she knew in a low light dance club with a light buzz from a drink she just finished... nothing to get over excited about... "Think you've got it now?" Dash whispered into that ear, somehow still heard over the music. "I.. I don't know..." Twilight managed. Rainbow gently squeezed with her wing, "Let's just keep this up then." "Oh, my girls dancing together, it's adorable!" Pinkie's voice shattered the moment. "Pinkie, I'm not your girl, if anything you're my girl." Rainbow seemed as annoyed as Twilight was mortified. "Sounds better when I say things like that." "Why can't we be each others' girl? And we can share Twilight!" Pinkie grinned. Twilight sputtered, before achieving a "What!?" Pinkie giggled brightly and rubbed a hoof on Twilight's face with a soft squeaking sound, "As our friend, silly. We're all good friends here!" Dash blinked, looking to Twilight. "What was in that drink, Twilight? You seem a bit quick to... well, you're acting like a filly in one of those lame books Rarity reads." "Maybe I just need some fresh air." Twilight hoped it was the booze making her think like this. "Pinkie, how do we get out of the club?" "You gotta talk to Strawberry, she'll take you to the exit." Pinkie explained. Dash gently squeezed with her wing again, "Hey, want me to come with you? I'll keep you company in line if you wanna come back in, and if you wanna go home, well, I'll walk you home." Twilight looked to Rainbow Dash and smiled, "Thanks Rainbow. I can always count on you." Pinkie d'awwed at the unicorn and the Pegasus, making Twilight blush again, starting to walk towards the bar. Rainbow Dash followed Twilight, "Are you coming, Pinkie? I mean, I know it's still early in the night, but you can come back in if you want, right?" Pinkie shrugged and started bouncing after her friends. "Okies!" Twilight reached the bar, and pondered. The statue of the puppy was no longer at the end of the bar, and was now curled up instead of standing. Odd. She peered at it, in case it would move. Strawberry chuckled, "I see you noticed my puppy." Twilight perked, "Oh, right... Strawberry, Pinkie said to ask you how to leave the club? I need to get some fresh air." The bartender nodded, "Okay, this way." She tilted her head, guiding Twilight and Dash along the bar until they came to the end, where Strawberry stepped out to meet them. "Alright, hold on to each other if you're going together." Twilight and Dash exchanged glances, before shrugging, and Twilight stepped close, under Dash's extended wing, which folded over her snugly. Strawberry licked her lips, and pounced. Neither pony had any time to react before they once again were travelling down a slick rippling passage, but this time they were going together, held tight against one another... and it was a lot darker without the flashing lights. Twilight blushed deeply, and wondered if this was something all shinies did. It felt rather nice, now that she knew it wasn't dangerous. In fact, it felt really soothing. She yawned a bit, and nosed at Dash as they slipped deeper, feeling her hindlegs lift from the floor. Rainbow Dash returned the nuzzle with a soft kiss, and Twilight passed out, too tired to make it until she was all the way inside. ****************************** Twilight grunted a bit. The light coming in through her bedroom window was extremely intense this morning. She wondered how she'd slept this long with it so bright, even through her eyelids. Her horn lit up, and she yanked the drape cable. It rustled closed rapidly, and she heard and felt a snap with her magic. Twilight opened her eyes to see the drape cable snapped, dangling in her telekinesis. "Sunnun..." She muttered, her thoughts wandering towards light sensitivity. She hadn't drank enough last night to have a hangover, and indeed she had no accompanying headache. In fact, she didn't even feel drowsy now that she'd been awoken. Something shifted against her, causing her to shiver. Twilight carefully looked down, and there, cuddled up against her, was Rainbow Dash. Twilight blushed, "What did I do last night...?" "Oh, nothing, Twi." Pinkie's voice made Twilight turn. The pink party pony was there and... she looked shiny, as shiny as Strawberry had been. "Strawberry just teleported you and Dashie to your bed when you fell asleep. That's how she lets you out of the club." "Pinkie... you're shiny." Twilight managed. "Yup! You just never noticed!" Pinkie giggles, bouncing in the way she always did. Twilight stared... and thought back... all those moments where Pinkie stretched out, did seemingly impossible things, swallowed whole cakes... She'd been shiny a long time, and Twilight had never noticed it! "It's weird. Normal ponies just don't notice that you're shiny unless you do something that brings attention to it, or, well, really want to be seen as shiny." Pinkie explained, bouncing, "But now you can see shinies whenever." "What, because I'm looking for it? Because I know about them?" Twilight asked quietly. She didn't particularly want to wake the sleeping Dash against her. It felt too... right, somehow. "Well, there's that, and the fact that you're shiny too, now." Pinkie grinned, and held out a mirror to Twilight. Twilight stared. Her fur had been replaced with a slick, glossy purple surface, and her mane instead of being many individual strands of hair was now a series of bands of shiny tape that formed the same shape as her mane was when she brushed it out. She looked down at Dash... still fuzzy and warm and feathery against her. Then the realization came. "Pinkie, you ordered that drink for me... Dash didn't drink anything last night." "I know." Pinkie bounced, seemingly oblivious to the implied accusation. Twilight sighed, and hugged around Dash in return. It felt really nice to have her friend so close. She blushed a little as she realized she didn't really want to let go any time soon. Dash mmmed and nuzzled into Twilight's chest slowly, still very asleep. Pinkie grinned at the pair, "Mind if I join in?" Twilight perked a little at this, "Uh..." "You two can share me, like me and Dashie could share you. Or you and I could share Dashie." Pinkie said cheerily. Twilight blushed at the open suggestion of polyamory, "I... I don't even know if Dash likes me like that. I'm not even sure of my own feeli-" Twilight was halted in her speech by Pinkie's lips meeting her own. Pinkie mmmed and softly, squeakily worked her shiny pink lips against Twilight's own, and Twilight's nose and mouth was full of that frosting cotton candy bubble gum sweetness. She slipped under the covers, gently pinning Dash between herself and Twilight as she did so, still holding the kiss. Twilight blushed deeply, but softly kissed back, losing herself to the sensations, everything seeming so much more intense. Pinkie slowly broke the kiss and smiled, "Maybe tonight you can buy Dashie a drink, Twilight." Twilight's blush got no better, "I... I think I'd like that." Pinkie smiled, "That's my girl." She gently squeezed the sleeping Pegasus and the shiny unicorn, "Both my girls..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Comments? Questions? Concerns? Commission Requests? Post them here.