Apple Bloom nearly jumped out of her skin. “W-what?! M-make what come out?” she asked, though she was pretty sure she knew.
“You know what,” Scootaloo accused, pointing at her sheath, confirming Apple Bloom’s suspicions. “Can you make your… penis come out again?”
“I I uh, Ah uh,” Whether she wanted to or not became swiftly irrelevant. With the beauty of Scootaloo filling her eyes and nose, carefully and deliberately, the mere thought of Scootaloo wanting to take a good look at her new equipment was all the encouragement it needed to reverse course, come back out and say hi.
“Guess I can,” she said defeatedly.
“Oh wow…” Scootaloo whispered, stepping closer and staring unblinkingly as her penis slowly grew back to full extension. “You really are a boy…”
“A-Ah am not!” Apple Bloom insisted. “A-Ah just… got turned inta one… don’t tell me you’re buying Discord’s lies!”
Scootaloo didn’t seem especially interested in hearing about Discord at the moment. She was moving closer and closer, her hindquarters shaking with each step, and her gaze was slowly drifting up Apple Bloom’s body to focus on her face. Apple Bloom backed up a step, but there wasn’t much room to manouver in this clubhouse. Was Scootaloo really... checking her out?
“Can you…” Scootaloo started, hesitating for the briefest of moments. “…Can you make that come out too?”
Apple Bloom once again had a good idea what Scootaloo was talking about and immediately went as red as the ripest fruit in the orchard. “I-I-I don’t know,” she stammered, though again, she had an incredibly good idea. “I never got to...that. I mean you saw... you saw me.”
“Y-you know… that… stuff,” Scootaloo said heedlessly, blushing just as hard and pointing directly at Apple Bloom’s dick, which gave a nerve jolting twitch when Apple Bloom shied back again. “That comes out from a colt… the stuff that makes estrus go away…”
That was it, Apple Bloom was against the wall now. No further ways to scoot backwards.
Scootaloo reared up suddenly and planted her front hooves on the wall, on either side of the other filly’s head. Apple Bloom’s eyes widened, suddenly afforded a much clearer look at Scootaloo’s lower half. Even standing stock still, Scootaloo’s hips were shaking uncontrollably. The fur on the insides of her thighs was matted down with a familiar-smelling liquid, and there was an intense, damp heat down there, in the air above Apple Bloom’s back legs. Even if Scootaloo hadn’t just brought it up, there was no mistaking those signs; Apple Bloom knew them all too well.
“Holy ponyfeathers, Scootaloo…” she gasped, a wave of sympathy rushing through her to join her arousal. “Ah thought my estrus was bad! Why didn’t you say something?”
“I did!” Scootaloo shot back. “I just don’t make a big deal out of it… doesn’t mean I don’t hate it as much as every other filly. I don’t know how anypony can stand this!”
Apple Bloom blushed and nodded vehemently. “Ah know, it sucks, Ah had a real bad day of it yesterday too…”
Scootaloo moved even closer, until she was almost fully upright, hovering over Apple Bloom’s body with that damp heat poised directly over her waist. “But you’re… you’re a boy now, right?” she murmured, staring down at the telltale dick. “You’ve got… you can…”
Scootaloo’s hips were moving lower, like she was trying to sit in her lap, and the tip of her freshly-hard-again shaft was mere inches from getting in the way of that, pointing right at Scootaloo’s clearly-drenched fillyhood. The heat she felt was incredible, especially with her sensitive erection so very close to the source. If Scootaloo lowered another couple of inches… they’d be touching.
“Can… can you? Please?” Scootaloo almost begged. “We’re friends, right? I can’t take this anymore, and you can help, Apple Bloom, you can make it go away, you gotta help me, please…”
“Ah’m sorry, Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said miserably, “I don’t know how to make it come out.”
Scootaloo shifted even closer. They were less than an inch apart now, and Apple Bloom could literally feel droplets of Scootaloo’s aroused juices dripping right onto the tip of her dick. Apple Bloom shuddered hard, and looked at the half delirious pegasus filly, pleading “I don’t know how to use it. I was just rubbin’ it and tryin’ to orgasm like normal, you know, like a filly.” She cringed almost fearfully at the hot liquid dripping from Scootaloo onto her, saying “I don’t know how to make it make the boy stuff.”
Scootaloo seemed to process her words slowly, and backed off at that. She just stood there in front of the prone Apple Bloom, just a quivering wreck of a filly who looked so very horny and yet so very sad. “But you’re a boy,” she whimpered. Scootaloo actually whimpered. “You have to know how to... you really don’t know?”
Apple Bloom breathed hard in her arousal, starting to get to her hooves saying “W-well maybe we can figure it out.” She focused on her dick, trying to find some hidden muscle in there that would squeeze out the miracle ointment she’d only heard about before in proxy, but it was no deal. She could make it twitch and it swelled up a bit when she clenched down, the same way she would clench down on something with her old vagina, but nothing came out.
“W-well what do you know about it?” Scootaloo said, “You know, as a filly?”
“I know the boy stuff comes out of this thing,” Apple Bloom demonstrated holding her penis up at an angle, “A-and just trying to make it come out ain’t doing anything.”
“I know the mare and stallion are supposed to hug,” Scootaloo said. “T-that’s what I was trying to do just now,” she confessed embarassedly. “Guess I messed that up, huh?”
“No, no you were... you were onto something there I think,” Apple Bloom asserted, “You were dripping on me an’”
“S-sorry about that,” Scootaloo said, wincing as another drop from her vagina spattered on the floor. “It just went into overdrive when I saw you... touching it.”
“No ah mean it felt good the way you’re all hot and drippy down there. Maybe if we hug again we can get the boy stuff to come out?”
“What about what we learned in that sex-ed class last year?”
One year ago...
And the stimulation of your minor labia has been strongly but not significantly correlated with a pronounced urge to raise your coccyx in a manner that indicates to the male that you are receptive to coital interaction, however this has only been proven in two case studies involving one hundred ponies with a standard deviation of 0.93 which does not indicate a statistically significant corellation much less a connection between cause and effect. The musculature involved appears to be primarily striated muscle tissue of which the somatic nervous system is said to have full control, (Phineas and Fitsh 1047AD)...
Apple Bloom snickered, “Ah don’t really think so. They only taught us fillies about filly anatomy not colts.”
“Who’s idea was it to have Twilight teach that class?” Scootaloo pondered bemusedly.
“Anyway, we can figure this out,” Apple Bloom asserted, touching Scootaloo’s head with a hoof on that uncombed messy mop of hers. Scoots was just so fun to tousel that way, and never seemed to mind it, as averse as she usually was to physical contact. “Ah’m a boy so that’s like 90 percent of the way there.”
“C-can we try hugging again?” Scootaloo suggested hungrily, shrugging off Apple Bloom’s hoof. “You said it was the right track, right? And I really wanted to uh...”
“Gettin close to me? An’ huggin?”
Scootaloo started to protest it as her pride flared, but something else was flaring a lot harder than pride. “Y-yeah,” she admitted, her ears going flat.
“Alright then,” Apple Bloom said, heading for the wall. After a moment’s thought she threw a couple of pillows up, then flopped down against them, her erection swinging around to attention as she settled comfortably down with a pomf. “What’re we gonna do in the hug?”
Scootaloo bit her lip staring hotly at that swaying dick saying “Ffff...figure it out as we go along.”
Apple Bloom found herself blushing a bit at Scootaloo’s intense attention, “Sounds like a plan. Now why don’t youUU?!” She didn’t get to finish her sentence before Scootaloo dove into her with a full body hug, clinging to her fiercely, even desperately. Man, when Scootaloo hugged she hugged.
“Alright Scoo-taloo,” she gasped, “Air-!”
Scootaloo released the embrace, pulling back so Apple Bloom would have some breathing room. The hug had been so sudden that Apple Bloom hadn’t had a chance to even realize that the pegasus’s crotch had landed squarely on her dick, pushing her penis to smush firmly against her belly. But now that she did realize, Apple Bloom couldn’t stop staring down there. Scootaloo’s hot wet labia were half wrapped around the side of her penis like some kinda hot carrot dog, the intense heat from within making Apple Bloom want to moan almost as much as the line of drooling girl cum Scootaloo was leaving along her dick.
“Oh wow...” Scootaloo said looking down as well, “Our things are right up against each other.”
“Y-yeah,” Apple Bloom confirmed, “Your labias feels all hot and wet. This penis it feels just... about everything. It’s crazy sensitive.”
“Not burning you, is it?” Scootaloo said with understandable concern.
“No it’s like a... like a heatin’ compress you put on sore muscles. Real nice.”
“Alright,” said Scootaloo excitedly, leaning forward on her hooves on Apple Bloom’s abdomen, “Feeling anything? Any boy stuff?”
It would even have sounded innocent if it wasn’t for the heady flush in the pegasus’s face and her half focused eyes that were entirely too dilated for the ambient light level.
“Maybe a little?” Apple Bloom said, “Ah don’t know how close I am to makin the boy stuff. How about you?” Apple Bloom gazed up at the angel of lust who was just now straddling her shaft. “You feel like d-doing anything?” she said huskily, hardly able to take in what her feelings were making Scootaloo look like and feel.
Scootaloo closed her eyes, and rocked against Apple Bloom’s dick a bit as if testing the waters. “Just makes me want to clop like crazy,” she said tightly, letting her hoof drift down to rub the edge of her labia. She couldn’t get further though because her hips were firmly pressed agaist AB’s. “Can’t get to myself though,” she said frustratedly.
“F-feels like that for me too,” Apple Bloom said, her hips rocking at the thought smearing more of Scootaloo’s girl juice on her. “Except I don’t even got labia no more! Can’t do nothin’ but rub this penis.”
Scootaloo inhaled, her wings fluttering, and a crafty look got in her eyes. “Say, why am I using my hoof anyway?” she purred, placing both front hooves on either side of Apple Bloom’s head on the wall. “I got something much softer to rub against.”
Apple Bloom tried to protest, but Scootaloo was already rubbing those hot lips eagerly along the smooth swollen shaft between Apple Bloom’s legs, and that just took Apple Bloom’s breath away. She felt so excited, just like when she was rubbing it earlier, but no hooves could compare to that beautiful hot fleshy flower between Scootaloo’s legs.
“S-scootaloo,” she managed to gasp out as Scootaloo began to hump in earnest, like a filly who just discovered what you can do with a tether pole besides play ball on it. She didn’t want to stop Scootaloo, but Apple Bloom felt like she was going to orgasm at this rate. And Scootaloo looked like she was going to, even more than Apple Bloom felt! “Scoots!” she urged, holding the filly’s hips steady.
“Oh what is it,” said Scootaloo irritably, hunched over Apple Bloom still refusing to part from pressing against that shaft.
“You can’t orgasm, you’re in estrus!” Apple Bloom cautioned. “Orgasm makes it ten times worse! And I still don’t know how to make boy stuff! And I‒”
“Oh I don’t even care,” Scootaloo moaned, fighting to rub against Apple Bloom’s shaft.
Apple Bloom couldn’t even think straight with the hot tingles that shaft was sending through her body . Maybe Scootaloo was right. Maybe it would be different since she was there, and a colt. Maybe she didn’t care either and just wanted to be in estrus forever if it meant she would get that desperately needed orgasm. But soon they were both rocking against each other, rubbing hotly and panting together. Apple Bloom’s dick had started trickling forth with its own special lubricant, not that she needed any at all with Scootaloo there. Nonetheless she couldn’t help but feel like the feeling was stronger near the tip of her penis than along the base, so she shifted her hips such that Scootaloo’s eager thrusts slid closer and closer to that moist tip.
Apple Bloom’s back arched as she felt the extra sensitive tip of her shaft slipping through Scootaloo’s wet labia. It was harder to slide back and forth this way but it felt so much better. They were gonna both get the best orgasm of their lives she just knew it. She kept hitting resistence on Scootaloo’s downward slide, not that the pegasus seemed to mind. Then the tip just slipped inside Scootaloo entirely, just as Scootaloo came to bear down on her again.
That stopped the pegasus’s thrusting fast, as she felt her needy cunt swallow up inch after inch of Apple Bloom’s shaft. Scootaloo froze, then looked between them where that shaft had started to vanish into her canal, then looking back at Apple Bloom with big eyes.
“Ah...ah’m... sorry,” Apple Bloom stammered, “It just... it just slipped are you... you okay ScootalooOO--!”
Without even answering Scootaloo just pushed down hard, no longer able to slide along Apple Bloom’s dick, but able to slide Apple Bloom’s dick inside her. At last, with some kind of triumphant and primal cry she slammed against Apple Bloom’s hips, every inch of Apple Bloom’s new dick entirely inside the pegasus’s canal.
Apple Bloom couldn’t believe the intense heat and wetness in there. Scootaloo’s whole body was shaking. Neither of them could believe what just happened, or how good it had felt. Bloom could feel every inch of Scootaloo just quivering around her shaft in there, like a hot sheathe of flesh that had been hidden inside the pegasus all along.
One thing many fillies learn about self pleasure early on is that the canal within them is dull to the senses and challenging to use as stimulation, and without detailed instruction on estrus, arousal, dildos and insertion tools they will often spend a good part of their young lives attacking the surface and never bothering to delve deeper than that. Apple Bloom had come close to learning more in her heat addled masturbation yesterday, but those states of mind weren’t times when she remembered things all that clearly anyway.
Honestly Apple Bloom hadn’t thought her passage was all that deep, and she never could figure why she liked pushing her hoof into it. But now she knew, big time. There was nothing dulled or challenging about Scootaloo’s vagina, at least not to Apple Bloom. It was just sheer nerve tingling stimulation urging her to do something she didn’t know about. Muscles within her pelvis were awakening and quivering in ways she had never felt before, readying her for the delivery she didn’t even know was inevitable.
Apple Bloom’s hooves had fallen limp, smashed under the force of Scootaloo’s hips. However incredible tribading had felt, even that was nothing compared to the depths of Scootaloo’s pussy, absolutely nothing was. It was warmer. It was so wet. It was so deep. It was throttling her dick from base to tip, hugging around the sensitive flesh in a hot wet squelch. And it was absolutely wonderful.
It almost felt outside of her body. It was outside of her body. She could feel it in Scootaloo’s canal. She could feel Scootaloo’s canal with her dick. It was like she was in there, like Scootaloo’s groin resting against her belly was Apple Bloom’s groin too, a source of incredible heat and sensation indistinguishable from Apple Bloom’s own body, yet hovering there above her body.
“Oh wow…” Apple Bloom groaned. “Scootaloo… Ah had no idea it could feel this good…”
Scootaloo whimpered something unintelligible, her front hooves still braced against the wall on either side of Apple Bloom’s head. Her muzzle was turned down and her eyes were closed as she breathed heavily, looking more overwhelmed than even Apple Bloom herself felt.
“S-Scootaloo? Y’alright?” she asked, prodding her friend gently in the cheek.
Scootaloo lifted her head with a grunt, looking up with this bewildered look on her face, like she was absolutely gobsmacked. She focused on Apple Bloom then, giving a slightly shaky smile. “I’m great… I’m really really great. I’m... buck we’re like locked together like”
And then she shifted, just horizontally, revealing in only a way you could feel, how her pelvis could not depart from Apple Bloom’s groin. Something was fixing it in place there, holding it in tight, firm alignment. It was like... like they both still had pussies smushed together at that moment, but there was a mysterious force keeping them aligned in a mysterious embrace. Apple Bloom kinda liked the idea of her dick being a mysterious force. You sure couldn’t see it after Scootaloo’s little disappearing act. It was a tether tying them together at the hip. A stronger connection than they’d ever felt between each other before.
“Oh… heh, good…” Apple Bloom managed to return the smile despite Scootaloo’s pelvic gesticulations, trembling herself now in complete awe. “Wow… we’re… we’re actually… I don’t even know what we’re doin but ah like it!”
“Oh buck yeah…” Scootaloo agreed. “Mnnhh, holy Celestia, you aren’t kidding… it kinda hurts at first, but now… wow… it feels way better than doing it by myself.”
Apple Bloom nodded in vehement agreement, “You said it!”
They sat there for another moment, just experiencing each other, then Apple Bloom was surprised in her fuzzy headed serenity to hear Scootaloo mumur impatiently. “I don’t know, maybe we’re still not doing it right.”
“What... what?! What do you... what’s wrong Scoots? Are you still hurting?” Apple Bloom whimpered, her heart swelling with unexpected amounts of concern, the filly quite unfamiliar with just what being inside someone’s vagina does to a man.
“No no I’m fine!” Scootaloo shot back equally nervously, “It’s just.. how are we going to.. I mean it’s nice but... doesn’t feel like I can get off like this.”
Apple Bloom frowned, noting that she too was feeling that incredibly warm hug and a nagging urge to orgasm, but none of the tingles that actually lead to it.
“I wonder, maybe it’s not about gettin’ off at all. How’s your estrus, Scoots?”
Scootaloo stopped in testing their connection to just rest gently against Apple Bloom saying, “Huh... it’s... it’s not gone, but I feel really really good. You‒ you didn’t go and put your boy stuff all the way inside there, did you?!”
“A-ah don’t think so,” Apple Bloom said. “Why would I put it all the way in there?”
“Dunno,” Scootaloo shrugged. “But that empty feeling in me is just totally gone.”
Apple Bloom knew that feeling. Worse after you orgasmed, clutching on a big fat load of nothing in there. It made her smile though, saying “Of course you don’t feel empty. You’re fulla me right now.”
Scootaloo laughed too, if tensely. “N-now we just have to figure out how to make the boy stuff come out,” she said weakly, the two of them looking at the lack of a visible dick between their respective crotches.
“Maybe ah have to rub it more,” Apple Bloom suggested, looking at where their pelvises joined. “Pull offa me so I can give it a shot.”
Scootaloo seemed almost reluctant to part from the phallus inside her, but she nodded, “I guess we could‒!” And right then she lifted up on her hips, sliding Apple Bloom’s penis out from her canal for the first time.
Apple Bloom couldn’t even talk. The wet tugging sliding sensation was making her breath catch in her throat. Almost in slow motion she saw Scootaloo’s eyes widening, pupils narrowing as the sliding motion hit her senses too. Then at the moment that Apple Bloom’s tip would slip out, Scootaloo reversed directions, once again slamming her hips down against the other filly’s, grinding against her and leaning over her chest, panting roughly. Apple Bloom couldn’t even see Scootaloo’s eyes hidden by that dissheveled flock of hair she called a mane dangling downward.
Scootaloo’s head turned up to face Apple Bloom’s and her eyes were bright and shining with pure amazement as she emphatically declared,
“That. Was. Awesome!”
“I... I think I’m c-closer now,” Apple Bloom returned shakily. The physical connection between their hips felt all the more important now that she what would happen when they again tried to separate.
“I’m gonna try it again,” said Scootaloo eagerly. She flexed her legs again, lifting her hips away from Apple Bloom. Even as the sliding pleasure made Apple Bloom’s heart beat like a hammer she could see the look of pure satisfaction on the pony above her, eyes closed and a tight smile as she felt her side of the experience. It seemed like an eternity before they were together once more, and as soon as their hips met Scootaloo reflexively began to once more pull her out, but stopped uncertainly and then just squirmed close and deep to Apple Bloom again.
“Enjoyin yourself?” Apple Bloom teased in between breaths. Scootaloo’s familiar scent was flooding the entire clubhouse and it smelled incredible. It made Apple Bloom want to orgasm so bad, and when she did what would that thing inside Scootaloo do? What would it feel like? Trying to make boy stuff just seemed to lead right to an orgasm no matter how you approached it. Maybe she’d be able to do it after she orgasmed? Apple Bloom imagined pushing up deep into Scootaloo and making stuff come out of it, like it would come outta Rumble an’ Featherweight, and‒. Her penis twitched inside Scootaloo, making her moan huskily.
“You have no idea,” Scootaloo gushed back. “I can feel like every inch when it slides. I can feel‒ oh Celestia, you’re inside me!”
Apple Bloom gulped and then would have responded, but the excited orange filly at that moment experienced those semi-voluntary muscle contractions in the vagina. The vagina being a very powerful muscle. It was an experience Apple Bloom had thought pleasant before, but now she got to feel the other side of things. That stole Apple Bloom’s breath away, as every inch of her penis was massaged by that rippling contraction. “Oh wow, Scootaloo,” she purred at the immensity of the feeling that comes with being welcomed inside a mare’s birth canal. “Can totally see boys liking that.”
“You know?” Scootaloo asked in unexpected surprise, “I mean,” she corrected, “You’ve ... with boys you did... this?”
Apple Bloom would have blushed if she could flush anymore than she already was. “N-no I couldn’t find any...”
“Me neither,” said Scootaloo. “Can’t believe that lousy Rumble had to be a colt cuddler.”
Apple Bloom blinked, then giggled at that. Given their awkward coital embrace it probably wasn’t the most appropriate reaction, but she had to say it. “Oh you’re one ta talk, doin it with another filly.”
“What?” Scootaloo said muzzily, then snapped out “This totally doesn’t count! You-you’re a colt now!”
“Ah’m not!” Apple Bloom insisted. “Discord just slapped this on me. I’m still a filly!”
“Oh yeah?” Scootaloo said with a firey look in her eyes. She heaved, rolling her pelvis against Bloom’s in a single smooth circular stroke, making Apple Bloom’s penis twitch as she moaned. “Still feel like a filly?” Scootaloo murmured smugly into her ear.
“A-ah‒” Apple Bloom didn’t want to lie. She felt an awful lot like a colt right now. Like a colt who wanted to climb on top Scootaloo and shove this dick in her again and again. She couldn’t with their position as Scootaloo on top was calling all the shots, and that frustrated her for some reason.
Scootaloo pulled off of Apple Bloom again, not enough to let go of her dick entirely, never enough for that. She hunched over the other filly saying “I’ll show you how much of a ‒hnh!” At that moment Bloom had the bright idea to buck her hips up into the air, firmly ramming her rod up into Scootaloo. The orange pegasus near went limp at that, falling forward and grinding hotly against Apple Bloom. Bloom could feel everything in between them right now, the twitching penis wrapped in those clutching insides, the hot vulva smashing against her pelvic floor, even though all she could see was the wings on her friend’s back. She could even feel the hot slimy juices from Scootaloo’s cunt dripping down the ball sack that wrinkled up against Scootaloo’s vulva.
Slowly they returned to a neutral position as Scootaloo recovered from that somewhat, and mumbled, “Okay okay I’ll stop teasing you. Just k-keep doing that okay?”
Apple Bloom wasn’t exactly in a right mind to process words very well at the moment, but she was pretty sure she was going to keep doing that so she nodded.
“One more time then, Scootaloo?”
“Oh hay yeah…” Scootaloo answered, nodding frantically. “H-here, lemme just…”
Scootaloo moved her front hooves down to brace them on Apple Bloom’s shoulders, and shifted her back legs until she was on her knees, coiled like a spring ready to bounce. And a second later ‘bounce’ was exactly what she did, gripping Apple Bloom’s shoulders tighter and pushing off with her back legs. She slid all the way up Apple Bloom’s shaft, until it was more than three-quarters out of her again and made Apple Bloom shiver again at the feeling of cool air against the length of her dick, coated now in Scootaloo’s plentiful juices.
And then just as the filly Pegasus’ legs reached nearly full extension, they fell limp again, driving the entirety of Apple Bloom’s cock back inside her and making both of them cry out in sheer, shocked ecstasy. This time Scootaloo didn’t even hesitate however. Her legs coiled again to repeat the motion, and this time Apple Bloom helped her, tightening her grip on Scootaloo’s hips and lifting her up at the same time, and relaxing when Scootaloo did, letting her drop and meet her hips with another juicy slap.
Together they repeated the motion several times, and despite the continuous rush of pleasure, finding a comfortable balance and rhythm was surprisingly easy, it just came naturally. Soon they were sharing the exertion about evenly, thrusting against each other at a calm, steady pace that yet had both ponies gasping for breath after pleasured breath. Apple Bloom had been slid up the wall almost to a sitting position, and Scootaloo was quite eager to push her against it again and again.
“Oh my Celestia, yes…” Scootaloo whimpered. “This is freaking amazing, Apple Bloom, holy ponyfeathers…” The pitch of her panting breaths started to rise as her breath hitched in her throat, desperately pistoning herself on top of Apple Bloom.
“Yer tellin’ me…” Apple Bloom groaned back. “Just keep on bucking me against the wall I’ll‒”
Scootaloo spasmed around her dick then, her choked cry almost silent as her eyes lost focus entirely. Scootaloo’s contractions were making the pegasus’s whole body jerk as she held on for dear life. And the one and only thing Apple Bloom didn’t like about that was, it made Scootaloo stop. Apple Bloom didn’t even realize Scootaloo was having an orgasm. All she knew was she wanted to keep going, and Scootaloo was just sitting there gasping and squeezing, and all she knew was that she needed to orgasm, and fast!
Apple Bloom leaned against Scootaloo, and her dick slid right out from the pegasus despite the clutching contractions pulling her in. Then she pushed back in, pulled back out, and pushed back in, and every time she pushed in Scootaloo gave a little cry of ecstasy. Bloom wanted her to do that so bad.
They tumbled forward away from the wall. Apple Bloom was caught by surprise at first, but her driving need pushed her forward and she immediately began thrusting again. It was so easy to do it. Scootaloo was laying beneath her, hooves limp against the floor, while Apple Bloom’s hooves were braced to either side of Scootaloo. Apple Bloom’s pelvis rolled against Scootaloo’s own with that rhytmic instinctive motion, whatever motion it took to make sure her dick kept on sliding in and out. In and out...
“AAHHH!” Scootaloo cried out, torn to her senses by the relentless pistoning, only to find herself surrounded and filled by hot musky yellow earth pony. “O-oh, buck, Apple Bloom…” she said limply, which was only half as fun as when they’d both been pushing together.
“Shut up an’ help me,” Apple Bloom grunted.
“Y-yeah… you got it…”
Scootaloo let her forehead rest against Apple Bloom’s and swiftly resumed her share of the work, legs pushing off as Apple Bloom pulled back, and thrusting forward just as Apple Bloom did so, meeting together with a satisfying squish every cycle. Their pace was faster now, less consistent and more frantic, neither knowing just what was coming just around the corner, but both needing to reach it more than they ever needed anything before.
Apple Bloom cried out in surprise as the head of her cock flared, pressing against Scootaloo’s insides like some sort of obscene internal kiss. She didn’t know what was happening to her penis, but the throbbing swelling expanding happening seemed to hold her firmly inside Scootaloo. Apple Bloom felt so snug in there, and the more of Scootaloo’s deepest passage that pressed against her, the hotter her penis seemed to become.
“Hwhat did you...!” Scootaloo gasped weakly, their sliding turning into a jerky pulling as Apple Bloom had to fight to pull out of the pegasus during those final all-important thrusts.
“Ah got... bigger..!” Apple Bloom gasped, hunching forward with the unquenchable need bubbling up in her. She wasn’t going to reach orgasm. Orgasm was going to hit her like a speeding train. She wasn’t orgasming, but she couldn’t stop approaching it. This swelling this– thing that her penis did was just pushing all her switches and turning on all the lights.
“You feel so good...” Scootaloo moaned, her head rolling back as her roiling hips tried to cope with what Apple Bloom did in her. Scootaloo could feel it, and Scootaloo loved it! Scootaloo was wrapping her front hooves around Apple Bloom and pulling herself up to thrust frantically against the formerly female filly. Her eyes were wide, with steady tears leaking from them, but her wide open mouth was turned up into a giddy smile, a thin trail of drool on her lips. It was as if every orifice in her body seemed ready to spill fluids everywhere.
Apple Bloom gave her what few more thrusts she could manage, but there was just no holding back. She had at last reached her threshold. Even the thought of holding back nowhere to be found. Apple Bloom was going to do it and she wanted to do it. Her elbows straightened on the final up-thrust, as she pushed up against Scootaloo as close as she could. Her upper body reared up even as her hips pushed forward, pressing their groins together as the feeling overwhelmed Apple Bloom and the familiar feeling of orgasm rippled through her senses. But why was it making her push up inside Scootaloo?
Scootaloo opened her eyes below Apple Bloom, looking up at her worriedly. “Ah’m...” Apple Bloom wanted to tell her it was okay that it was wonderful, but she could barely get out the word, “Orgasm’n...” It felt like she was going to start clutching, but she wasn’t clutching on anything. Her muscles in her groin were just tensing up electrifiedly and making her head explode with stars, and her dick started twitching inside Scootaloo, as rhythmically as Scootaloo had convulsed around it before.
Apple Bloom cried out in shock when she started to cum. She could feel it. Apple Bloom could feel a burning fluid pooling inside her, those formerly unused but very eager glands forming that tight alchemy at the base of her cock. A churning feeling inside her joined with the very first squeezes , and then a hot rush up the inside of her shaft. It wasn’t the third uncontrollable convulsive squeeze that the mysterious throbbing of her penis became evident as a pumping action, spurting volley after volley of fluids down the end of that shaft, deep into the cunt of the filly who she remained buried in.
But if Apple Bloom’s cry was of shock, it wasn’t anything compared to what happened to Scootaloo. Her flushed worried expression turned to a loud heavy inhalation of breath as the first blast of cum splattered inside her. She couldn’t even speak, she just heaved against Apple Bloom’s orgasming penis with wordless cries of relief, “Ah! Ahh! AHHH!” Apple Bloom didn’t know what Scootaloo was feeling, but her reaction only made Apple Bloom more determined to make this penis keep doing it inside her.
Apple Bloom could only breath huskily and focus on pumping it out of her, not even sure her efforts mattered at this point. She was ejaculating whether she wanted to or not! Every spurt that came out made Apple Bloom push against Scootaloo, thinking of nothing more she wanted than coating the pegasus’s vagina with every bit of semen she could muster. In awe and amazement, she stared at the throbbing spurting secret hidden inside Scootaloo’s smooth orange abdomen. It didn’t even look like Apple Bloom was doing anything in there. But she did! And she did! And she did again! And she did and it finally showed, a thick white fluid dribbling from Scootaloo’s stretched entrance where Apple Bloom’s cock was embedded. And she did again! And one more good squirt and her dick was just throbbing now, pulsing in gentle aftershocks against Scootaloo’s drenched walls.
Apple Bloom was vaguely aware that she had buried Scootaloo in a tight bear hug, holding her like a child holds his cherished protector to him so the monsters don’t come at night. She wanted to be close to Scootaloo and never let go. She wanted her penis to do it more in the pegasus, but the electric pleasure that had caused... whatever that was to happen had already fled out of her. Apple Bloom didn’t even think she could orgasm again if she tried. Reluctantly she pulled away from Scootaloo, checking on the quivering pegasus still wrapped around her softening dick.
“You O.K. Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom asked. Scootaloo’s chest was heaving and she looked at Apple Bloom with uncoordinated eyes saying,
“Celestia, Apple Bloom A- Apple Bloom, Celestia, Apple Bloom...” Apple Bloom was just about to panic in alarm as Scootaloo had totally lost her mind, when Scootaloo stopped and closed her eyes, and held up a hoof in front of Apple Bloom. She opened them again after a moment, saying more evenly, “Celestia, Apple Bloom. What the hay was that?”
Apple Bloom shrunk from the question a bit. What did she even do? What was that... that stuff that squished in between them even now? Was she supposed to do that? It didn’t hurt Scootaloo did it? Oh why had she just had to orgasm all the way in there? Scootaloo didn’t want Apple Bloom’s gross... stuff gooing up inside her. How was she ever going to clean that out?
“Ah’m sorry, Scootaloo,” she said tearfully, pulling back so her shaft slipped the rest of the way out of the pegasus’s limp hindquarters. “I didn’t know it would do that when ah orgasm’d! It just happened! Oh man, ah didn’t mean to!”
Scootaloo just gave her a look like Apple Bloom was being weird. Hesitantly Apple Bloom asked, “It doesn’t hurt you in there, does it?”
“Wait, wait,” Scootaloo said, “You mean what your penis did? Squirting all that gooey stuff, inside me?”
“Ah swear if ah’d have known it would do that ah woulda done it outside,” Apple Bloom pleaded.
“What?!” Scootaloo exclaimed. “Why?”
“So it wouldn’t have got all stuck inside you!” Apple Bloom asserted. “I swear I didn’t mean to make a mess of your vagina.”
“But– it’s not a– a mess!” Scootaloo protested blushing. She glanced down at her groin, then. “...okay maybe it is a little messy,” she admitted. She stuck a hoof down there, smearing the white goo on it and lifting up a dollop. “What is this stuff?” she said in an intrigued and surprisingly calm voice.
“It... came outta mah penis,” Apple Bloom said. “When ah orgasmed. Instead of clenching, ah had to pump it out instead.”
“Yeah I know,” Scootaloo said idly, still regarding the semen pooled in her hoof cleft.
“You do?” Apple Bloom said puzzled. “You weren’t doin’ any pumping though?”
“I could feel it,” Scootaloo said emphatically, looking at Apple Bloom with admiration. “You kept squirting it out all over me in there.”
“Y-yeah ah did,” Apple Bloom said guiltily,but confusedly. Scootaloo didn’t mind it? What if it was dangerous though?
“I couldn’t even hold it inside,” Scootaloo said with an eager smile, “It just filled up every inch of me, and then just squirted out and just just poured all over my groin!”
“So... you... liked it?” Apple Bloom said raising a hesitant hoof.
“Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo admonished, “It was only the most amazing terrific thing I’ve ever felt, ever!”
Apple Bloom blinked. “...really?”
“Yeah,” Scootaloo said jumping to her hooves. “It was–oops,” she winced and shied aside as a glop fell out of her vagina and splattered on the ground. “It was like,” she continued heedlessly, “Every freaking inch it touched in there, it was just like just bam, zoosh and– and it filled every inch of me and got everywhere!”
“Bam, zoosh?” Apple Bloom said skeptically. As this was not an enlightened society these words had not yet been adopted into the official lexicon, so sadly Scootaloo had to try to explain more clearly.
“It’s like,” Scootaloo furrowed her brow in thought. “It’s like when you get sugar in your fur,” she alluded, ignoring another blob of goo that was just running merrily down her leg. “It’s a lot easier to get out than tree sap, but when it dries it pulls on everything and makes it stick together and itches like crazy!”
“This doesn’t sound like a good thing,” Apple Bloom deadpanned.
“Well when you clean off sugar it’s as easy as washing it off with water,” Scootaloo continued, “And you know how good that feels right? Especially when it’s ...taffy?”
Apple Bloom nodded, “Yeah that sure was a mess I didn’t mind cleaning up.”
“Well my vagina and my whole... everything down there was... like that. And this... stuff that came out of your penis was like the water.”
Apple Bloom cringed saying, “You had sugar in your vagina?”
“No, it just felt like that!” Scootaloo said frustratedly. Glop. “I was all hot and sticky, and itchy, and... and now it’s not!”
“Wait, you mean like estrus?” Apple Bloom gasped.
“Yeah, yeah just like– wait that was estrus!” Scootaloo exclaimed surprisedly.
Apple Bloom paused and then asked, “Scootaloo, how’s your estrus doing?”
“Gone,” Scootaloo said in a dazed tone, as if she couldn’t believe it herself, as if moving would make it flare up again. “Just gone. Out like a light.”
Apple Bloom’s heart leapt in her throat. “This stuff...!” she exclaimed standing over the smeary ooze left from where she and Scootaloo had tumbled in their last throes of passion. “This is the secret!” she cheered, “It’s the trick!”
“The trick to what?” Scootaloo asked curiously. Glop.
“All mah life everypony told me you couldn’t do anything about estrus, until you got married, and then somehow the stallion would fix it.”
Scootaloo’s eyes widened as she exclaimed, “Woah, woah no way am I marrying you. You’re my best friend!”
“That’s the secret,” Apple Bloom said slyly, swishing her hoof around in the smear. “You don’t really have to be married. It’s just a way to get close to a stallion. You don’t need marriage, or even love. All you need is an orgasm!”
“You’re kidding me,” Scootaloo said. “Diamond Tiara said the exact same thing, and she couldn’t be more wrong!”
“Only ‘cause we didn’t know the difference when a filly orgasms from a colt! It’s the colt’s orgasm you need, because when ah orgasmed... ah mean, you felt it. Ah thought I wasn’t supposed to put that stuff in you. But I wanted nothing more than to put it in. So maybe I was supposed to put it in. Because everything inside you down there was full of estrus.”
“You can’t be serious!” Scootaloo said in that wavering tone that you use when you hope you’re wrong.
“Ah’m dead serious,” Apple Bloom said with a savage smile. “This gooey boy stuff cures estrus.”
over and over again
The effect was nigh-instantaneous. Scootaloo’s shrieks of pleasure skyrocketed in volume as soon as the first blast of cum splattered inside her, as though it were a soothing balm on a nasty burn. Then another puddle joined it, and another, and another, every burst of warm seed that cascaded out of that throbbing, pulsing cock becoming another cry of relief that escaped Scootaloo’s throat, no greater feeling in the entire world than that hot slimy boy goo flowing through her and out.
Apple Bloom was doing it. She was putting boy stuff in Scootaloo and she was orgasming.
It was enough, Apple Bloom was more than certain. That had to have been the boy stuff. It just felt perfectly right! And only became moreso when the two exhausted fillies flopped to the floor and pulled apart. That electric tingle that kept them thrusting had cleared out of Apple Bloom’s mind (and her dick) like a fresh breeze through an open window. It was almost strange how she could pull out of the other filly’s hips without feeling any urge to push back in, where before she’d have fought to push back in no matter what. But now there was just the satisfying sliding motion, that hunger in her body completely sated. Before Scoots could recover, Apple Bloom backed up and angled her head down to the limp pegasus’s crotch to look a little closer.
(Did ah really do that?) she thought to herself. Her dick answered her soundly by softening up and shrinking back all neat-like against her hips, up where those boy balls were hanging. Scootaloo’s satisfied little cunny was reddened and flushed, spread wide as it’d ever gone, and continued to pulse and twitch eratically. There wasn’t just mare juices trickling out of Scootaloo’s cunt this time. No, it was these slimy glops, that were thick and white. That must have been what.. what came out of Apple Bloom. It was intoxicating to watch her own semen dripping out of the filly she just bucked silly. Bloom almost went to lick it, but then she caught herself and pulled back. Scootaloo might not like it if she did that; it’d be just too weird.
Scootaloo managed to sit up enough to lean her head against a hoof, looking at Apple Bloom with a lazy smile. Apple Bloom probably should say something.
“W-well… S-Scootaloo?” Apple Bloom managed to say, “How… how do ya feel?”
“Like a million freaking bits,” Scootaloo answered in an excited if tired voice. “I am never gonna waste my time on tea and ice packs again.”
“Really?” Apple Bloom brightened. “So it really worked, then? Yer estrus is gone?”
“Out like a light,” Scootaloo confirmed. “You did it, Apple Bloom!”
“Ah guess I did,” Apple Bloom said blushing and crossing a hoof bashfully. “I figured out how ta make boy stuff.”
Scootaloo rolled to her belly, ignoring the mess underneath her and leaned on her hooves saying, “Oh yeah, make some more come out, I wanna see!”
Apple Bloom lifted a leg looking at her relaxed crotch, then looked at Scootaloo shrugging, “After I did it got all quiet and small again. I dunno if I can make more just by thinkin’ about it. It just started to pump out all on its own when I orgasmed.”
“So that’s why we orgasm?” Scootaloo suggested, “To make the boy stuff come out and stop our estruses?”
“Well that and to feel good, I reckon,” Apple Bloom noted. “But yeah I didn’t have to do nothin, just orgasm and out comes the boy stuff. Thought I was just gonna orgasm, and then have to figure it out.” She blushed embarassedly, looking away from Scootaloo saying “I thought you were gonna orgasm and then you’d feel even worse and still no boy stuff, but I didn’t care. I just... it just felt too good ta stop!”
“Don’t worry Apple Bloom,” Scootaloo said lazily, waving a hoof, “It worked out alright. Besides I was the one who wouldn’t stop. And you know what, I still wouldn’t stop if I had to do it all over again. It just felt that good.”
“You’re doin’ alright, I take it,” Apple Bloom said, starting to notice the gooey mess of mare fluids and semen that they’d managed to smear all over the clubhouse floor.
“I haven’t felt this good since I figured out what a clit was.”
Apple Bloom’s eyes widened a bit again. “Wow,that good?”
Scootaloo nodded back. “Yeah. That good. You were freaking awesome, Apple Bloom.”
“Aww, shucks… Ah was just goin’ on instinct, Ah didn’ know what Ah was doin’,” Apple Bloom answered, blushing modestly.
“Hey, you did great,” Scootaloo insisted again, rolling up beside her and hugging her. “Seriously, I… I dunno how I can thank you enough.”
Apple Bloom hugged her back tightly. “Ya don’t gotta thank me, Scoot, yer one o’ mah best friends, if there was anythang Ah could do ta help ya, ‘specially with estrus, a’course Ah’d do it…”
“Still…” Scootaloo murmured, a small blush reappearing on her cheeks. “Thank you. Really. It means a lot to me.”
In the blink of an eye Scootaloo’s head swept inward, and planted the smallest of kisses on Apple Bloom’s lips. It lasted only a second, but it created an exciting and electric tingle on her lips nonetheless, warm and wet and full of honest affection that Scootaloo rarely showed outright and left a surprised splash of crimson on Apple Bloom’s cheeks.
And then the second passed, and the sentiment was gone with Scootaloo’s lips. “If you ever tell anypony about that, I’m gonna buck you in the balls,” she warned. “Clear?”
Apple Bloom reflexively winced and crossed her hind hooves. “Heh-heh… crystal.”