“Why did you come to help me, that one time?” Dinky asked, once she’d taken Apple Bloom aside.
“Well, on account of your friend Archer, of course,” Apple Bloom said with a smile. “And she’s friends with Scootaloo, who’s friends with me. It kinda went that way. After I did Scootaloo, I went and did Archer, and then ah did you.”
“Did... fill me up with boy stuff?” Dinky asked, a little surprised by all this. “How’d you do Archer?”
“Oh, believe it or not, we did it in the middle of recess!” Apple Bloom said with a grin. “Ah didn’t think I could do it on a bed of gravel, but once I was inside I wasn’t even thinking of nothin’ but filling her up.”
“So, you just... did it because Scootaloo said?” Dinky asked.
“Naw, also because it feels awesome,” Apple Bloom said happily. “For both of us. She was so nervous about it, but pretty soon she was buckin’ up against me as hard as ah was to her.”
“Y-yeah it feels really good, um...” Dinky scraped a hoof on the ground, saying, “Well I couldn’t... help my estrus after that, and it came back. If Snips and Snails hadn’t been there when they did, I don’t... I don’t know what I would have done. So you just... walk up to a colt, a-and tell him... what?”
“Huh?” Apple Bloom asked cluelessly.
“How do I get a colt to do it, I mean?” Dinky clarified. “I was in trouble all this week, because I couldn’t get a colt to... do it.”
“Oh mah, that is serious,” Apple Bloom said, wide-eyed. “Ah dunno, I’ve been tryin’ to coordinate something with mah friends. Why dontcha ask Sweetie Belle? She found a way to save boy stuff, so you can just put it in you, if you don’t have a colt to do it. She’ll hook you up if you ever need it again. But if you ask me, you’ll have a hard time gettin’ Snips and Snails there to leave you alone, now that they know what you feel like in there.”
Dinky looked behind her at her nondescript, markless rump. “Really?” she asked, “They seemed fine with their mouths. I just added more trouble on top of that.”
“Okay, lemme show you somethin’” Apple Bloom said, settling back against a log. “Mah penis here’s actually real fragile. C’mon, touch it with a hoof and see.”
Dinky looked down, and Apple Bloom was out again, making her eyes widen. Lifting his cock in his own hoof, Apple Bloom said, “Just be careful, and give it a feel.”
Sitting on the ground beside Apple Bloom, Dinky reached out a hoof, and hesitantly pressed it against the yellow mottled thing. It was so soft and smooth to the touch. “Y-yeah,” Dinky gulped, “Seems... really soft.”
“More y’rub it, more it blows up, kinda like a balloon,” Apple Bloom said, “But one thing it ain’t is rough. So you cain imagine ah might not like th’ feel of teeth scraping along the thing.”
“Oh, you...” sliding the frog of her hoof alongside it, Dinky was still surprised to feel it swell under her touch. “So I have to be careful about teeth?” she asked.
Apple Bloom nodded at that, using a hoof on her chin to draw Dinky’s gaze to his eyes, and away from his cock. “Penises were made to go in a filly,” he explained, “To help her with her estrus. And that means your vagina was made for a penis.”
“va...gina?” Dinky replied uncertainly.
“Yeah,” Apple Bloom said indulgently, and Dinky felt the yellow colt’s hoof prod her nethers. “It’s a passage inside you, just the right shape for a penis. It’s hot, and wet, and it squeezes around him.”
“I–I remember that,” Dinky said, looking at Apple Bloom’s hoof massaging her cunt so pleasantly. “Everything just started squeezing in there, and I couldn’t stop.”
“Well, nothing a penis likes better than bein’ squeezed like that,” Apple Bloom remarked, pulling his hoof to himself to Dinky’s disappointment. “So your lil’ hips there feel way better to a colt than anypony’s mouth. You ain’t got teeth between your legs, and you squeeze on him, and you get wet, so he cain slide in and out. You cain make any boy’s day, just by fillin’ yourself up there with his thing.”
“So I feel... good for a colt, because I’m a filly?” Dinky asked.
Apple Bloom nodded, saying enthusiastically, “Hay yeah! If nothin’ else, this whole colt thing has made me really appreciate a filly’s insides, and what they cain do to me. When ah was in you, it was like... the best hug ever. You remember we were hugging, but since mah penis was in you it felt way more... huggy than hugging for me.”
“C-could we...” Dinky said nervously.
“Could we what?” Apple Bloom asked cluelessly.
Sliding a hoof on Apple Bloom’s shaft, for comfort if nothing else, Dinky said, “Could we do it again? I... I don’t mean to impose—”
“Sure!” Apple Bloom said congenially. “Ah cain’t fill you up with boy stuff for a while, but you already got a double dose of that from Snips and Snails. Mah friends say it’s even better when their estrus is cured, in a different way. You cain really pay attention to it.”
“I... I’d really like that,” Dinky said with her thoughts already drifting southward.
“We cain make it an edumacational experience!” Apple Bloom agreed brightly. “Now lie on your back for a bit.”
With Dinky on her back, Apple Bloom traced a hoof down her lavender belly, saying, “Your vaginer goes right along this way. It gets really slick and wet, all along the inside. You remember droolin’ outta there for your estrus?”
Dinky blushed, but nodded.
“That ‘drool’ is this hot liquid to help a penis with the slidin’. Normally ah’d have to help you start makin’ the stuff by licking you, but you just did it a bunch, and with all that boy stuff in you, I cain pretty much just go in.”
Standing above Dinky, his penis dangled right down to her fillyhood. Apple Bloom crouched to lay against her, and as he did, Dinky saw and felt the flat tip of his penis come to touch her there. She saw and felt her own body stretched wide by his probing shaft. Then he was against her, and she could not see, only feel. She thought about the peculiar feel of a boy’s penis inside her, and how his belly pressed down on her... passage in there, where he was filling her up.
“Here, let’s give this a... hup!” Apple Bloom said, wrapping a hoof around the small of Dinky’s back, and heaving her up, rolling with her until she was laying on his belly. Sinking back down, Dinky lay there in fascinated confusion, just full of his colthood.
“Now you cain get a look at it,” Apple Bloom said, “If’n you rabbit up a bit.”
Dinky nodded dazedly, and despite that penis shifting within her, she managed to get up on her haunches. Sitting there on Apple Bloom’s legs, Dinky felt nothing but awe as she touched the union between them. He was thick and... and deep, and her awestruck hoof traced around the tight lips that were wrapped around that amazing shaft.
“You really are inside me...” Dinky said with wonder. “All the way up...” she traced a hoof on her belly, where his shaft must be inside her, and as she did, a contraction rippled through her passage. “Nnnh!” Dinky said, wincing with the utter satisfaction of doing that with a colt inside her.
“Nnnh...” Apple Bloom agreed hungrily. “Try slidin’ me in an out,” he said. “Ah cain’t really thrust good if ah’m underneath you.”
Bracing her forehooves, Dinky slid him out, and oh... that was just as incredible as if he went in!
“In and out,” Apple Bloom instructed, “You wanna do it, because that’s what’ll make me squirt mah boy stuff into you. Your body’s asking you to make me do it, if’n... you hadn’t already cured your estrus, that is. But it’s okay t’ do it for fun too. Oh Dinky, you’re like an oven in there!”
“I am...?” Dinky said breathlessly.
Apple Bloom nodded. “Feels. So. Good,” he emphasized. “Now remember, in and out. We’ll be orgasmin’ before you—! Know it...!”
Dinky pushed Apple Bloom deep again as he spoke, feeling like something inside her was spreading to admit him, like the opposite of toothpaste. Pulling back out made more of that amazing sliding, and Dinky started doing it again and again.
It was like it felt better each time. Dinky found her hips rolling rhythmically against his, as she slid that shaft in and out, a tingling rush spreading from wherever it slid in her in there. She had to hug Apple Bloom, because it was just too much, stimulating herself like this. Dinky was panting, and sweating again, and she didn’t even care. She was only thinking about that shaft in her. In and out.
“You’re... makin’ me put boy stuff in you...” Apple Bloom almost growled, “With you bein’ all hot, and wet, and pumpin’. Wish I had more, fill you up good.”
Dinky moaned, and humped atop him erratically. Apple Bloom sat up to hug the desperately mating filly, who’d forgotten all about her cured estrus, and just wanted that delicious orgasm she could feel building in her. It made her too sluggish though, and it was hard to... to not just writhe against him.
“Alright,” Apple Bloom said, laying Dinky back and looming atop her, while she weakly tried to thrust against him. “Y’ cain’t... y’cain’t thrust so good once you start feelin’ good. But ah cain.” He started fucking her heavily, while Dinky’s voice came in astonished gasps. She knew what was happening to her now, and she still couldn’t believe it. How could her hips feel this good?
Dinky climaxed with a squeak, still bucking weakly against him as her cunny came alive. “Y’r...” Apple Bloom said through clenched teeth, “Orgasmin’... squeezin’ me...”
Dinky just hugged tight around Apple Bloom’s torso, and tried to deal with those inner ripples that were filling her mind with stars. There was a boy in her! She... she couldn’t even believe it! “So... good,” Dinky moaned.
Apple Bloom started thrusting in her in earnestly then, and Dinky was so overwhelmed. Her amazing orgasm did nothing to take away from the blissful sliding feel of her insides, slicked down with her fluid, and that slimy boy stuff the boys squirted into her. His shaft was spreading and squishing in her, and then he flared.
“Why’re you... so... big...” Dinky moaned in absolute ecstasy. He was like a balloon, and he was filling her everything.
“That’s... flare...” Apple Bloom huffed, “Means... gonna... orgasm.”
“Please orgasm,” Dinky said, aching for this amazing colt plumbing her depths. He hugged her tight to his chest, Dinky feeling like a teddy bear full of boy dick. She was surrounded and filled by everything male, and holding her in his strong arms, Apple Bloom climaxed inside Dinky again.
He stopped thrusting, which was disappointing enough, but his shaft started kicking in her strangely. Dinky gasped as it squirted her in there. Boy stuff! His boy stuff! It was only a few light squirts, but it felt like the greatest treasure. Dinky ground her hips against Apple Blooms, wanting those squirts as deep inside her as he did.
Then Apple Bloom relaxed, and said, “Wow... that was pretty good.”
“I–I–I’m—” Dinky stuttered. “You squirted in me! You did it!”
“Hey, yeah!” Apple Bloom said brightly, “Sometimes I got a few squirts left in me.”
“This is so super,” Dinky said, feeling around behind her, where beneath her tail, a shaft vanished into. “You’re actually... you fit so... nicely!”
“Ah’m a good size, yeh,” Apple Bloom said in satisfaction, pulling Dinky up to sit with him again, rocking a little as he hugged her chest to his, his penis still deep within her.
Cheerilee couldn’t stop staring at him. She couldn’t stop thinking about him. She couldn’t believe she caught him and Aura mating with each other. She couldn’t believe she didn’t stop them. Snips, Snails, she could deal with, but this gorgeous colt, so innocent and yet so carnal. He was aggressive and forward, and if the vice principal hadn’t arrived, he would have filled her. She knew it was wrong, that she shouldn’t do stuff like that anymore. But she’d been avoiding other chances, just because she couldn’t get a chance at this colt out of her head.
And now she had a whole hour planned after finals where nopony would disturb them. She had to do it. She had to do something. There was just no choice about it. She’d never get any relief until she had him inside her, so she had to plan for it. Now everything was perfect. No stallions would ruin it and steal what she needed.
Cheerilee was not a mare who dealt with estrus very well.
“Apple Bloom, could you stay after?” she asked anxiously as he was passing in his test. “I want to discuss your performance.”
“Aw, but ah had a filly I was gonna—” he cut off as Cheerilee’s face flew to a full blush. “N-nothin’” he replied nervously. “Sure thing.”
“Excellent,” Cheerilee said, “Wait here until everypony has passed in their test. The rest of you, enjoy your summer break!”
Foals poured out of her classroom with a cheer, and at last Cheerilee was alone. She was going to make a horrible mistake, and she was loving every minute of it. “Apple Bloom,” she said semi-seriously, “I know what you’ve been doing with that filly.”
The colt paled at that, saying, “W-what do ya mean?”
“Really, Apple Bloom,” Cheerilee said with a disapproving eyebrow lift, “You became a colt for two weeks, and already I find you mounted up on some poor filly’s rump?”
As Apple Bloom blushed, Cheerilee stalked alongside him, saying hotly, “I should have stepped in and stopped you, but... then she just stood there, while it happened to her, until Aura was full of your cum! S-she still is, no doubt, even in class! How did it feel to do that to Aura? To want her like that? To ejaculate into her? You have a penis, Apple Bloom. You have powerful male urges now, and you just... indulged in them!”
“W-well, maybe ah did,” Apple Bloom said blushing, “But you caint fail them on account of that. It ain’t fair!”
Cheerilee blinked. “Why would I fail anypony?” she asked cluelessly.
“You know!” Apple Bloom said in a hurt tone, “Because we figgured out th’ secret! You were all tryin’ to keep us from knowing, and leaving fillies hurting in estrus. Well I—I ain’t gonna take it!” he gave an angry stomp, saying, “No way they could pass the test in estrus, so there’s no way ah’m not going to do everything ah cain to end it!”
“You... you’ve done it with more than one filly?” Cheerilee asked, dumbstruck.
Apple Bloom winced. “Whoops...” he said.
“No, no it’s okay!” Cheerilee lied indulgently. “There’s nothing... wrong with what you’re giving those fillies... how many fillies have you mated with?”
“Ah lost count, honestly,” Apple Bloom said frankly. “Maybe a dozen?”
Cheerilee had been teaching a class full of pregnant fillies. She felt like she was melting from the waist back. Scootaloo, and... and of course little Sweetie Belle would have a big, swollen belly thanks to Apple Bloom. Sitting there so innocently, with foals germinating inside their young torsoes, and Cheerilee didn’t even know they were...
“Can you help me?!” Cheerilee blurted out, unable to even think of more eloquent words right now.
“Help you with what?” Apple Bloom asked, tilting his male head, atop his male body, a wonderful filly, who’d become overnight a colt that Cheerilee couldn’t resist. She wanted to feel him, to see him doing it, lost in his desires inside... her.
“You h-helped those fillies,” Cheerilee said, turning a maroon flank his way, “I need help too. My—my estrus has been—” she turned back to face him, saying urgently, “You know how it feels! You were a filly. And... and mares need it too. Sorry this is... highly inappropriate, but I don’t care. Apple Bloom, I can’t stop thinking about it. About you. I want it.”
“No it’s fine...” a stunned Apple Bloom said, “But... how could ah possibly help a full grown mare?”
“What’s wrong with being a mare?” she asked angrily, “You only want to do it to innocent fillies, to ponies who don’t know what you’re doing to them?”
“No, no that ain’t what ah meant!” Apple Bloom said frantically. “It’s fun for them to get surprised yeah, but ah like it better mahself when they know what to do!”
Cheerilee moaned internally.
“No ah just meant...” the colt approached her shyly, “Ah’m just not sure how ah’d... you know... reach. Your filly place is a lot higher off the ground than in fillies.”
Shoving some desks aside with her rump, Cheerilee rolled on the floor, her legs splaying to either side of her moist need. She spread her legs for him. She rolled for him. She couldn’t stop squirming at what she was doing in front of this colt, who was going to... to breed her!
“Oh, on your... your back,” Apple Bloom said, captivated by Cheerilee’s needy marehood. She needed him in it. “Ah guess I can... if’n you don’t mind,” he said, inching towards her.
“You can’t resist, can you?” Cheerilee realized, with half lidded eyes. “Just looking at my marehood is making you erect. You want to be inside me.”
Apple Bloom licked his lips, and said nothing, but he was so close, with nothing stopping him. Cheerilee growled, “Maybe I won’t tell you it’s okay. Maybe I’ll just lay here... provoking you, until you have to do it to me, without even asking.”
She pressed her legs together, and Apple Bloom started to relax, but Cheerilee said, “If you want it, you have to... to spread my legs apart and take it. If you want it as much as I do, you’ll do anything to get inside me.
“You laying on my belly...” she purred, mostly to herself, “Thrusting in me...”
“Ah... ah rightly... yeah,” Apple Bloom said a little lamely. Reaching a slim yellow forehoof up, he hooked it around Cheerilee’s hind leg, and pulled. He was touching her! He was gonna do it! Cheerilee didn’t put up too much resistence, only enough to feel him pulling her legs apart, exposing her. Her hips were spread wide, her puffy marehood exposed, and Cheerilee could see that male shaft bobbing between Apple Bloom’s legs, ready to penetrate it.
Apple Bloom took Cheerilee, and gave into his urges, and he didn’t mount her. The wonderful, adorable little colt slid his face in between her legs, and brought his hot tongue to bear against her furry mound.
“Apple—” Cheerilee gasped, leaning back and not saying another word to spoil this. Her face relaxed as the rippling pleasure spread throughout her wide thighs. It was summer but—but she might not be showing, by the fall. She could be teaching her class, and none of her students would realize she was carrying this colt’s foal. Apple Bloom was going to fill her with a secret foal. Growing inside her, like an—an orgasm!!
Cheerilee arched her hips as her birth canal rippled hungrily against a surprised Apple Bloom’s tongue. She didn’t just wink for him, she climaxed for him, her body subjecting her to that excruciating pleasure leaving her helpless before this eager colt.
He didn’t even ask. He wasn’t a gentlecolt, no sort of a prissy prude. He wanted it and he took it. Once Apple Bloom saw her orgasming, he hurriedly climbed atop her belly, and she knew what would be his stiff member was poking at her gooey moistness. Then she felt him slide~in~
Apple Bloom started fucking Cheerilee. He hugged tight against her chest, and pumped his little hips over and over again. “So...” he gasped, eyes unfocused, “So wet inside.”
“I’m your first real mare...” Cheerilee purred out her words as the blessed sliding penis filled her thighs. Apple Bloom looked at her with wide orange eyes, not stopping his steady, rocking thrusts. His fat member slid alongside her inner walls, making her whine in pleasure, clenching around him just the way he would love.
“You don’t know what a real mare can do,” she whispered, wrapping a hoof around his back, then concentrating until she rippled her canal all along his turgid length.
“How’s it feel...” Cheerilee asked, as the overstimulated colt humped into her like his life depended on it, and showed no signs of stopping, or pulling out. “Having a penis? You’re doing this to me.”
“It feels so good!” Apple Bloom almost cried, “Ah love... colt, wanna put it inside you again and again and again! And... fill...”
His eyes grew distant, and a slack expression graced his face as Apple Bloom thrust carnally and mindlessly. Cheerilee couldn’t stop the orgasm rising in her, as her body prepared to take his seed, to bear his foal. His penis was going to change her, and he wasn’t even hesitating to stroke himself to climax. She held this colt as he thrust, and thrust, and thrust, her student’s rippling hip movements filling Cheerilee’s senses with stars.
Cheerilee rolled her head back, as she orgasmed hard, no voluntary contractions any longer, clutching the colt against her wide chest. He thrust into the orgasming mare, but couldn’t last under those tight convulsions. He stopped thrusting in that all important way, and she held him close, until she felt his penis kick inside her convulsing insides.
Then Cheerilee felt warm seed spurting inside her, from that jerking penis deep within her birth canal. She could even be feeling it flood into her womb, if Apple Bloom was deep enough! Cheerilee’s orgasm hit her even harder, and she could only lie there, cumming her brains out while the colt filled her with dollop after dollop of fertile seed. Cheerilee was getting pregnant! She was—
“Oh my god, not you too,” came the extremely annoyed and annoying whine of Diamond Tiara. Cheerilee could only lay there orgasming helplessly. After just ten minutes with this colt, showing him what it was like to fuck a mare. If this was going to be the end of her teaching career, she thought, it was about the best way to go she could expect.
Apple Bloom in the meantime yelped in surprise, mid-orgasm and jerked back out of Cheerilee, sliding off her teacher’s belly with a thump. “Dia—Diamond Tiara?!” Apple Bloom said in outrage.
“You’ve even got Miss Cheerilee doing it?” Diamond asked in aggravation. “How am I supposed to get you in trouble, if the teachers are doing it too?”
“You’re not supposed to get me in trouble!” Apple Bloom said angrily. She looked frantically at her teacher, but Miss Cheerilee was still laying there twitching between her legs, with a beatific expression on her face.
“C’mon Silver,” Diamond huffed, turning on her heels and marching right out of the classroom, “Looks like it’s back to the drawing board again.”
Apple Bloom stomped in frustration, and she was especially frustrated because they interrupted her right in the middle of orgasm! Apple Bloom didn’t know what to do. She could feel the seed pooling inside her hips, like she was on the edge of a climax.
Cheerilee was sitting up with a look of horror on her face as she stared at her own groin, and Apple Bloom asked, “Miss Cheerilee, it stopped halfway through! Can you lie down again so ah cain finish?”
Cheerilee would have heartily agreed in estrus, but right now it was feeling like somepony dumped a bucket of ice water on her vagina. Because of course, Apple Bloom had just cured her estrus. “Oh no,” she said, heedless of Apple Bloom, staring forward. “Oh no, I can’t... what have I done?”
“Please,” Apple Bloom said, putting her hooves on Cheerilee’s flowery thigh. Her penis was throbbing with an aching itch that just begged to be inside a filly. Or a mare.
“S–stay away!” Cheerilee said, pushing Apple Bloom off. “You shouldn’t be d-doing this sort of thing. Oh Celestia I did it too. Listen what I did to you was wrong and you must never tell anypony or I won’t be able to be your teacher anymore!”
“What?!” Apple Bloom asked in shock. It made so much sense in hindsight. Miss Cheerilee was being threatened into keeping the secret, by ponies who would take her students away if they ever found out she taught them about it. “A-ah’m sorry,” she whimpered in a colty way, “Ah won’t tell nopony. You won’t get in trouble, ah promise. I love havin’ you as a teacher!”
Cheerilee’s panic faded a little bit, and she tried to smile at Apple Bloom, saying, “Thank you. That really saves my tail if we could just keep this... between us.”
“Okay so can I finish?” Apple Bloom asked giddily. “Ah didn’t get all mah boy stuff out and ah’m really wanting it!”
“Oh, the half climax?” Cheerilee said in surprise. “It’s an evolutionary adaptation, in fact! A lot of colts can do that, for the more common relationships where there are more mares than stallions.”
“Yeah, but... ah just have you now,” Apple Bloom persisted, crossing her hind legs. “If you could just let me in, just to empty mahself out, I really need it!”
“Apple Bloom, this isn’t... what we did isn’t healthy,” an unfortunately calmer Cheerilee said. “I don’t think we should do this anymore.”
“You didn’t tell me you were sick, a few minutes ago!” Apple Bloom protested in utter frustration.
“I’m sorry, Apple Bloom, but just... just go take care of it yourself,” she said, pressing a maroon hoof into her forehead, “You can use your hoof to finish. We can—we can talk about this later.”
“Well maybe ah will,” Apple Bloom said angrily, “And maybe there won’t be a later.”
“Apple Bloom, please, understand...” Cheerilee whined plaintively.
“Hmph!” Apple Bloom answered, turning her nose up and waddling out of the room.
Apple Bloom couldn’t believe Diamond interrupted her then. She couldn’t believe a half climax was possible! She couldn’t believe Miss Cheerilee backed out of finishing! Well now out in the schoolyard, she groaned in need as her dick swung beneath her. Use a hoof? Apple Bloom had never wanted to be in a filly more than she did now! She had to find a filly to finish in. It was all she could think about. Easy, right? Plenty of fillies who still had estrus.
“Hey uh...” she said to a pretty pink filly with smoothly combed blue/green hair and a place for a penis to go. “Ah need your help really quick.”
“Me??” the filly asked disbelievingly with a blush that dominated her features. This was taking too long. Apple Bloom had to be inside her, now.
“Yeah, just... c’mon,” Apple Bloom said, unsteadily, dragging the filly by a forehoof until they were around behind the bushes next to the building, which was privacy enough.
“What are we gonna—” the filly managed to say before Apple Bloom yanked her aqua colored tail up in the air, and stuck her face in between her thighs. It was familiar by now, the enticing spice of a filly’s heat, the puffy, dripping lips hidden inside her small slit. “You’re—” the filly almost screamed in surprise, “But my estrus!”
“Ah love your estrus,” Apple Bloom said honestly, drunk on that fertile female scent. “Now hold still.”
Presently, Apple Bloom stopped sliding her tongue along the filly’s nether lips. It didn’t take a genius to see this filly was wet. Estrus had gotten her good and slick. Apple Bloom wanted to make her orgasm, but Apple Bloom also wanted to climax really bad. She wanted to feel her seed rushing into a filly’s cunt, and fast. This filly was about ready, anyway.
Apple Bloom pulled her tongue away then and mounted up. The filly struggled senselessly, just saying “What—what—what—” but in her dizzy arousal, able to say no more. With a blessed relief, Apple Bloom’s prodding member found the filly’s passage. She slid it into that slick wetness with a practiced ease, and pushed hard and deep.
When Apple Bloom thrust into her passage with a shove of her hips, the filly gave a shocked squeal, bucking up against Apple Bloom. It only got her dick more ensconced in the filly’s hips. Somepony might hear that, but whatever. It was perfect. The filly’s slick inner passage embraced her shaft, and Apple Bloom... didn’t immediately orgasm?
“Guess y’ have to warm up again,” she mumbled, not at all disappointed, beginning the hearty thrusts she loved so much, that drove her to climax. Neither of them were saying anything anymore, just rocking together as Apple Bloom’s hips drove against the filly, plunging into her mound again and again. The climax rose and rose in Apple Bloom, and with her dick humping into that filly’s inner slickness, she welcomed it, ready to push deep, cut loose and finish.
Apple Bloom felt the orgasm go through her like a lightning bolt. With a grunt, she pushed against that filly, until Apple Bloom’s groin was grinding up against her stretched pink passage. Feeling secure in how the tip of her shaft was so far up inside the filly, Apple Bloom felt both safe and elated as her penis started jerking deeply.
The filly gave a whine of dismay as Apple Bloom stopped thrusting. She was fighting against Apple Bloom’s hooves held tight to her flanks, probably to keep thrusting Apple Bloom in and out. But the filly froze in place at the sensation within her, the moment a spurt of seed leaped out of Apple Bloom’s shaft, painting the filly’s insides. Apple Bloom was soon pumping eagerly into this filly, who just stood there, quivering. The strong contractions of her boy muscles filled Apple Bloom’s mind with stars. As she was forced to squirt it out, she felt rush after rush of semen leaving her.
The quivering filly stilled and faced forward, once the boy stuff changed her. She was gasping something about melting, but otherwise just stood there and passively accepted what Apple Bloom was putting into her. It was like they became made for each other, through the magic of flooding some filly’s passage with mysterious white goo. Her struggles ceased, and her tension eased. Even her hips seemed softer, more conforming as Apple Bloom started to fill them.
Every drop went into that filly. Her hips just eagerly contained it all like an early Hearth’s Warming present. The half climax was brilliant! That’s why Apple Bloom had been overflowing so much. This was so much neater! As the filly-gone-colt relaxed, her dick eased off its jerking, and all of her seed was hidden deep inside this filly. Not a drop leaked out from where her slick shaft was embedded.
It was about then that Apple Bloom started to suspect something was off.
“So, uh,” Apple Bloom said, still mounted up on this... filly. “Wait, was ah gonna—wait, what?”
“What’s wrong?” the filly said, turning to face Apple Bloom with blue green eyes full of concern.
“Ah’m sorry I didn’t—” Apple Bloom blushed, and awkwardly pushed off the filly’s rump, while the filly’s eyes widened and she said,
“Wait—” but Apple Bloom’s penis was already swinging free. The filly gasped at the sudden lack of a penis inside her, staggering on her hooves and looking to the colt in confusion.
“Ah just dragged you away and... and did you,” Apple Bloom said in shock. “Ah wasn’t even thinkin’ just about gettin’ it in a filly and ah didn’t even care I needed it so bad.”
“It’s... okay?” the filly consoled Apple Bloom uncomprehendingly, patting her on the back. Ohhh, and she was—!
“Ah’m sorry, I don’t—it was just this boy thing that—” she stammered at the filly, finally settling on a miserable, “Hi, ah’m Apple Bloom.”
The filly blinked before saying, “I know.”
“Wha?” Apple Bloom replied in confusion.
“You’re famous!” the filly cheered. “Other fillies say you cured their estrus! You figured out how the grownups did it! I was too—” she blushed, “Too um... well you were just so busy and I could never ask a boy about that.”
“What, about your hindquarters gettin’ hot and sticky, and smelly?” Apple Bloom asked. The filly’s heavy blush, and inability to answer was answer enough, so Apple Bloom said, “Shucks, that’s exactly what boys love!”
“Not really?” the filly asked in disbelief.
“Really, really!” Apple Bloom told her. “This boy thing of mine loves bein’ slimy and hot. You wouldn’t think it did, but soon as ah put it in you it was like...” she tapped her chin, “Like baking bread or hot cocoa. It’s just so satisfyin’like.”
“R-really?” the filly continued to say, looking in wonder at her slimy hindquarters. Apple Bloom’s white stuff was already starting to dribble out of her down her legs, but she didn’t seem to mind at all.
Apple Bloom smeared the stuff around the filly’s blushing vulva saying, “Yeah, you got something in there that feels better to a colt’s penis than anything in the whole world.”
“Nnf...” the filly grunted at the stimulation and the spreading of his seed.
Apple Bloom let her be though, and stood before her. That was okay since Apple Bloom figured filling her up with boy stuff, the filly wouldn’t be feeling the awful craving. Sure enough, the filly didn’t display any alarm or frustration, only curiosity at what the colt was going to say.
“An’ I went and did that to you, and ah didn’t even ask you if’n I could,” Apple Bloom said sadly. “Some fillies it even hurts the first time you do it. Ah didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Um... yes, but it... broke something open,” she said uncertainly, “And I... then I don’t know what I was feeling. It didn’t hurt but you kept sliding your penis in there! I couldn’t even think! It just kept making me feel... tingly?”
“Oh, that’s the orgasm!” Apple Bloom said. “You get it when a boy slides in you enough.”
“I-it felt best when you licked me...” she said shyly.
Apple Bloom nodded at that, “Yup, that’s the orgasm. Wanted to make sure you were ready before ah stuck it in you. It might have felt good then, but without a colt you’d have gone to feelin’ even worse.”
“The c-colt thing felt good too, I think,” she said, lifting a hoof. “I’m not explaining it right. I just felt so woosh and it was hard to think because it just felt so much. I just felt so full and... floaty? And that end part was incredible.”
Apple Bloom smiled at that, saying, “That, it is. But seriously, what’s your name? Ah hate to just use a pony like a sock an’ I don’t even know her name.”
“A-aquamarine,” she replied shyly, “And I don’t mind being a sock. I’m glad I made you feel good, s-so I don’t suppose you could, um... would mind...”
She took in a breath, squeezed her eyes shut, and asked quickly, “Could you please cure my estrus?”
Apple Bloom blinked at the filly anxiously awaiting an answer. “Oh right!” she said. “How’s your estrus doin’ right now?”
Aquamarine paused, puzzled, and her eyes widened, as she said, “I can’t even feel it anymore!”
“That’s why you have that slimy inside place,” Apple Bloom explained. “It needs a colt to stick his penis in there, and fill you up with boy stuff.”
“Boy stuff?” the filly asked.
Nodding sagely, Apple Bloom said, “Boy stuff. Every boy gets stuff in them that builds up over time, with the power to cure a filly’s estrus. There’s a hole on the very end of his penis, sorta like a squirt gun. Ah got it as deep inside you as I can, and my body was all, jerk, jerk, jerkin’ the muscles down there, pumping mah stuff way up deep inside you.”
“I felt that!” Aquamarine said in amazement. “That jerking was pumping? I-inside me? Oh, it’s... it’s leaking out already,” Aquamarine looked with concern at the mess between her legs.
“Not a problem,” Apple Bloom assured her, “That’s just extra. It coats on you in there sorta like paint, and stays inside you, keeping the estrus away. Mah stuff’ll stay in you a few days at least. Sometimes, it gets rid of your estrus permanently! Both mah best friends are 100% estrus free.”
“This is so much better than moon tea,” Aquamarine said in amazement. “Why don’t they tell us about this?”
“Ah don’t rightly know, but ah figure it’s our right to know,” Apple Bloom said. “Doesn’t need to be me. Any old colt can do the same thing, and you better believe your insides feel so good to him, soon as you get him in there, he’ll be squirting it out lickety-split.”
“Thank you. I feel so much—” the filly was in tears now, saying in a quavering voice, “Thank you so much! Oh, I feel like myself again!”
She stumbled off, with the advice to clean her legs before it gets sticky, but make sure her insides stay good and boy’d up. Apple Bloom looked after her, that soft tight filly hole beneath that perky Aquamarine tail so inviting as the filly ran off.
It was a worried expression on Apple Bloom’s face though. Without even looking, she could squeeze muscles down there that jerked up her limp shaft hanging in the air.
Looking at it, Apple Bloom whispered harshly, “You are gonna get me into trouble! No more climbing on fillies without even asking if it’s okay.”
Her penis didn’t answer.
Apple Bloom sighed, moving to a walk as it finally sheathed itself. “Discord,” she murmured, “You better get back soon and fix this, before ah go and put boy stuff in some filly who doesn’t want it.” She chuckled inwardly at the thought of Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon bent over. Apple Bloom’d fill them both and they’d be like, “Eww, so gross!” but she wouldn’t care. She’d just empty her penis in them and listen to them squirm.
...Discord really couldn’t get here fast enough.
Meanwhile in Canterlot, a yellow, scaly claw burst out of the exquisite ornate doors, digging furrows in the marble floor as it was dragged inexorably back within those dark confines. “No! Please no! No more! I can’t take it anymore!” came Discord’s plaintive cries, cruelly ignored as the silouette of a princess of the sun emerged from the shadows over him, and the door slammed shut with a rumble of finality.
“Please, please, please, please, please, Twilight!” Applejack begged at her friend’s hooves. “You don’t know what it’s like! Ah have two brothers now. Two stallions in mah home. You have to talk to her, tell her to maybe give estrus a break for just a week or just even a day, hay I’d be happy with an hour!”
“I’m sorry, Applejack, the princess knows how these things are supposed to—”
“Just talk to her, please? Ah caint think of what to write! You know how to write her. You do it all the time!”
“Can’t you just ask a stallion to, you know...”
“Do you know of a stallion ah cain marry?”
“Well... no, but—”
“Then it ain’t possible. Ah tried, Twilight, ah tried so hard, but ah just caint lie to my family. They’d never forgive me if ah got busy with a stallion who just took the next train to Manehattan. Those stallions I ain’t worried about. It’s the ones in mah home I caint deal with.”
“So... you can’t you know...” Twilight squirmed, “With them...?”
“Ah caint believe you’re sayin’ that!” Applejack said in horror, “They’re mah family! Apples don’t mix with kin. That’s just a stereotype! A-an’ that’s the problem really, because Big Mac won’t let me get near him, but ah don’t think Apple Bloom cares! She been a stallion such a short time, she doesn’t know what it means when she... when he tries to help me!”
“So, tell him?” Twilight offered. “Her, or whatever?”
“Ah tried, I just...” Applejack wiped the sweat off her brow, “Ah just see him an’ I want—ah’ll try, Twilight.”
“And I will ask the princess,” Twilight said, “But I really don’t think there’s much she can do at this point. Once your estrus has been triggered, it takes dangerously short days to stop it. We don’t want to have a long winter.”
“No, ah... ah hear you Twilight,” Applejack said, defeated. “Ah’ll try to tell him what he’s doin’ is wrong, and to... to stay away from... me.”
“Applejack,” Twilight said softly, but the morose orange mare was already walking out of the library, ears low under her cowpony hat.
With a gasp, Apple Bloom felt her dick leap into action, jerking in Sweetie Belle’s hoof as strings of slimy boy stuff shot out of it, squirting into the milk bottle and dripping down its cool glassy edges.
“Ah—ye-e-ahh,” she groaned in relief, not stopping halfway, pumping out spurts until the bottle was almost all the way full.
“We can make a lot of these, if you make enough for two fillies,” Sweetie said excitedly. Her body was just aglow with health, not even a hint of estrus worries left in her.
Scootaloo looked the same way, with her own rough beauty softened by the lack of urgency within her loins. A sort of contentment, that she’d done what she needed to do, and everything was fine now. “We only have the lunchbox, and Tootsie’s refrigerator to use though,” Scootaloo said cautioningly. “Plus we still don’t know how long this stuff is good for.”
“It’s okay, I’m rotating it,” Sweetie Belle said practically, “None of the ones left are any older than two days.”
“How many colts do we have helping so far?” Scootaloo pondered, looking through the labels in the lunchbox.
“Besides Apple Bloom, there are two other colts giving me one of theirs a day,” Sweetie Belle said, “And Rumble and Featherweight can give me both of theirs every day, since they are into each other and not fillies.”
“Rumble was into fillies that one time,” Scootaloo said jokingly.
“Yeah...” Sweetie Belle said, blushing sincerely. “I think he likes Featherweight better though.”
“What do they even do together,” Apple Bloom wondered. “Just rub ‘em ah guess? But bein’ inside a filly feels so much better!”
“No accounting for taste,” Scootaloo shrugged. “Those crazy colts, Snips and Snails don’t even care what they put it into.”
Apple Bloom blushed at that saying, “Y-yeah, but ah never seen Dinky so happy with herself. Ah don’t get it, but those three are gettin’ to be pretty good friends.”
“You sure you don’t want to try it again,” Sweetie Belle said, licking her lips, “You know, in somepony’s mouth?”
“Your undersides are so much better than mouths,” Apple Bloom replied.
“How so?” Sweetie asked.
“Filly places don’t have teeth,” Apple Bloom replied flatly.
Blushing, Sweetie Belle said, “Oh... yeah...”
“Besides, it feels good for you too,” Apple Bloom said smiling. “Ah wanna put it in your hips because it makes you feel good too.”
“It sure does,” Scootaloo said dreamily.
“How’s your estrus going?” Apple Bloom asked.
Scootaloo shrugged, “Doing fine as ever. Kind of boring, even. I think I might be coming down with something though. I felt a little sick yesterday, but it went away.”
“Well, take care of yourself,” Apple Bloom advised. “Ah don’t think mah boy stuff cain cure a cold.”
“Yeah, stick with just estrus for now,” Scootaloo agreed. “By the way, has your sister found a stallion yet?”
“She haint!” Apple Bloom said in outrage. “Ah caint even talk to her no more, she’s hurtin’ for one so bad. Heard her the other night, just beggin’ the princess for some relief.”
“I wish she was a filly,” Sweetie Belle replied sadly. “Then you could get your penis into her, and there’d be no problem.”
“Actually...” Apple Bloom said, tapping her chin. “You wanna know how ah learned about the half stop?”
“From Miss Cheerilee, right?” Scootaloo asked.
“Yeah, an’ y’all know already that if this gets out, she could be taken away from us forever!” Apple Bloom said in worry.
“We won’t tell anypony,” Sweetie Belle said. “Not even other foals. It’s on a need-to-know basis.”
“Well alright, so I didn’t tell you how ah learned,” Apple Bloom said, huddling together with the two. “She called me after the big exam, and get this, she wanted me to cure her estrus!”
“So you... climbed on something?” Sweetie Belle said confused. “Did it even work?”
“It worked so good, ah went and stuck it in Aquamarine afterwards,” Apple Bloom swore, “On account of it felt so good inside Miss Cheerilee!”
“I’m kinda envious,” Scootaloo squirmed, “I wish Miss Cheerilee was a stallion.”
“You shoulda seen the look on her face,” Apple Bloom said fondly. “She loves us all so much, so when ah started pushing it in her, she looked like she was comin’ home.” She paused and added, “Oh, and uh... she just lay on her back. Ah could just sit on her belly and it was easy to get this thing inside her!”
This thing was perking up as Apple Bloom spoke, remembering fondly the familiar wet gripping heat in between her teacher’s huge hips.
“H-hey I know you don’t have any more stuff, but I don’t really need it anymore, so you wanna do it a little?” Scootaloo asked hopefully.
“Ah’ll be more than happy, long as we give Sweetie Belle some attention,” Apple Bloom said, gesturing at the blushing white unicorn.
They continued to talk as Apple Bloom lazily pistoned her shaft inside Scootaloo, mounted atop the eager orange pony’s rump. It’d stay hard as long as she kept it moving inside a filly, she found, but any further orgasm didn’t make more boy stuff come out until later. The bonus was, it wasn’t so urgent this way, so Apple Bloom could take her good sweet time to fuck Scootaloo into fruition.
“So ah was thinkin’” Apple Bloom said holding herself calm, despite the feeling of her friend’s slick canal. “Since colts cain cure a mare’s estrus, why not do it to mah sister?”
“That’s a great idea!” Sweetie Belle said, watching the two with interest and toying with her soft nether lips with a hoof. “She already knows you know about it, so it’s just a matter of convincing her to agree to it.”
“Yeah, good luck get... Applejack on her back,” Scootaloo said, far more aroused than the other two, with a shaft inside her stroking her sensitive walls on the way to a welcome climax.
“Time ah confronted her on it,” Apple Bloom said frankly. “She’s gotta have boy stuff in her, so it might as well be mine.” She felt more powerful and confident like this. Being a boy sure was thrilling when you had a filly wrapped around you.
When Scoots orgasmed, Apple Bloom felt like fucking her harder, but just held steady inside her as Scootaloo squeezed rhythmically on her shaft, and gave cute little grunts as she did so. Apple Bloom leaned close as the squeezing began to lessen, whispering into Scootaloo’s ear, “Ah feel you doin’ it.” A good firm nibble, and Scootaloo’s contractions resurged, her whole body quivering with the feel of it.
Apple Bloom climaxed inside Sweetie Belle. She tried to hold off, but even empty of boy stuff, with her two best friends doing her it was impossible to hold it back. “Ah—Sweetie!” she said joyously, humping harder into her friend’s thick white hips.
“I think you should tell your sister,” Scootaloo said. “Plus you won’t be a boy forever, so you have to give her at least a chance to do you.” Scootaloo tilted her head and grinned. “Oh, heh. Looks like Sweetie’s almost done.”
“Scootaloo~” Sweetie Belle said sweetly and needily. Scootaloo walked up to her, and as soon as their soft lips met, a strong inhalation from Sweetie Belle, and her cunny was convulsing. Scootaloo didn’t break the kiss, holding Sweetie’s head steady as the overstimulated unicorn filly’s eyes dilated wide and loving.
Apple Bloom herself tried to be a thing to orgasm around, but she just felt too good to stop thrusting. Sweetie wouldn’t mind though. She seemed to love it when Apple Bloom lost control. The unicorn wasn’t even done squeezing yet, when Apple Bloom jammed it deep, and felt a rhythmic jerking that would have filled the filly with goo. Sweetie still enjoyed it, giving a satisfied, “Mmmmn...” at the feel of Apple Bloom finishing in her.