Spike was a piece of work that’s for sure. It was Apple Bloom in the end who managed to coax him down from his very defensible bookshelf fort.
“They’re just ponies Spike,” Apple Bloom assured him, “Even if we get a little irritable this time of year, Twilight would never put you in danger. She loves you.”
“You didn’t see her before her morning coffee...” Spike grumbled sounding unconvinced. He let himself be led down, and Twilight even gave him his Friday sapphire today, promising to double it up when Friday came as an apology for snapping at him this morning.
“Heh... snapping,” was all he said to that.
Twilight wrote out her letter, leaving out Apple Bloom’s precise situation after Apple Bloom got on her knees and prayed to Twilight not to let the princesses of the land know that she had messed up so badly as to lose her very marehood. And after that there was nothing left but to wait.
“I need to work off some of this energy, or I won’t get any sleep tonight” Rainbow Dash announced, limbering herself up. She aileron rolled out through a window on the west side of the main reading room, and disappeared into the sky.
“I should get back to Sweetie Belle,” Rarity suggested, “I did leave her a bit abruptly there.”
“Yeah. Abruptly.” Apple Bloom parroted sarcastically.
“This does not concern you!” Rarity said angrily to the little colt filly abomination. “If you were a filly you would understand!”
“I am a filly!” Apple Bloom shouted right back. “Why does that even matter? Is this about the estrus? Because I know it stinks!”
Rarity blinked, and then she looked at Applejack, who tried to find somewhere else to look at that very moment.
“You mean you haven’t...” she prompted to Applejack, “You know, you haven’t yet... talked with her?”
“It‒it’s only the first year anyway,” Applejack said nervously, “Better to wait until it’s you know, give her a chance to be a kid.”
“I‒I, you’re right,” Rarity conceded adding quietly that, “I can’t imagine Sweetie Belle would ever...”
“Eyup,” Applejack said, crossing a hoof again.
“What are you two talking about?” Apple Bloom exclaimed in sheer frustration.
“It’s just something for when you’re older, sweetie,” Rarity said, smiling congenially at her.
“Oh, so like a cutecinera?”
Rarity seemed nonplussed.
“Yeah,” Applejack cut in, “It’s... just some dumb thing about cutie marks, nothing worth mentioning really!” leaning back to rub her own cutie mark until it sparkled. “Gotta buff em good you do.” Rarity gave her a wan look.
“Hah, you just wait,” declared Apple Bloom. “I’ll get my cutie mark before you know it, and then you’ll have to tell me!”
“Anyway I really must go,” Rarity said. “Sweetie Belle simply can not wait nor take second priority a moment longer!”
Despite Apple Bloom’s grumbling, Rarity left without another word, in the dramatic fashion that she always left everywhere.
Twilight looked at Spike, who shrugged back. She started to say “I suppose you can go too Pink...” and then looked around. “Where’s Pinkie Pie?”
“Suppose she left already,” Applejack offered. It was rare that you saw that hot pink ninja, whether she was coming or going.
“How are you doing?” came Fluttershy’s quiet voice next to Apple Bloom. Apple Bloom’s tail went down and she smiled at Fluttershy saying,
“Oh you know, fine.”
“I’m sorry about earlier,” Fluttershy confessed. “I should have known I would have that... I mean, it must be awful what you’re going through.”
“Yeah I’m doin alright though,” Apple Bloom smiled awkwardly, subtly crossing her legs. Jeez Fluttershy was right there and
“Fluttershy, can we talk?” Twilight butted in. Apple Bloom was at the same time grateful and resentful. Twilight took Fluttershy off into a different room, and when Twilight came back she said, “Fluttershy had to head home too. Her uh, animals were calling.”
That left just Applejack and Apple Bloom.
“Listen, I don’t know if she’s busy or not,” Twilight said apologetically, “She is a princess and all. I could let you know tomorrow if she says anything.”
“Nah, we’ll wait,” Applejack said with a note of finality.
“You sure sis?” Apple Bloom piped up, “There’s that carrot field needs turnin and we gotta slop the pigs before it gets too late.” She couldn’t see outside enough to tell where the sun was, but Apple Bloom had a good sense for time, and it had been a long day already.
“I wanna get this over and done with,” Applejack declared, stomping. And that was that.
Some time later Spike belched out the reply in a fiery blast that scared Apple Bloom half to death. Applejack assured her that it couldn’t burn anything though, and Spike said he was living in something that was a tree and a library, so he probably had a pretty good idea how to control his flame. With that, he opened the message and began to read.
“My faithful protege, Twilight Sparkle,” Spike’s voice rang out brightly. It was kind of weird to hear the princess’s words being said by a baby dragon. But whatever.
“I am sorry to hear you are having issues that only Discord can solve. You can be rest assured that he is performing very important duties here at the palace though. My sister and I both appreciate your concern, but it is very important that he come right here. He will be available to service you in three days time. Until then unless it is a dire emergency that puts all of Equestria in grave danger, you will have to understand that I have needs, and the decisions I make are not done lightly. But rather, most heavily.”
Spike paused here at an unintelligible part of the manuscript, where it looked like something had dragged the quill across the page.
“On second thought I have decided, that leaving you unaware of why this national treasure has gone missing would be unwise. You have to understand however that this information is top secret and must be heard by you and your friends alone. I have faith in you Twilight that given the truth you will always touch the right places and come through in the end. Discord has been performing the”
“Stop. Reading!” Twilight shouted, an inch away from the purple dragon. “Didn’t you hear what she said? This is big! This is top secret! This could be the end of Equestria as we know it. And you,” she snatched the manuscript out of his claws with her magic, “Don’t need to be reading that.”
She glanced at Apple Bloom adding, “Sorry, you too. This is strict Element business only.”
“You’re gonna have to round everyone up again to tell them,” Applejack said. “And it’s starting to get dark, so afor’n anything I gotta get Apple Bloom here outta town. Can’t just leave a colt wandering around after hours I mean, you know what I mean.”
“Oh, right right,” Twilight said.
“What’s wrong with bein a colt!” Apple Bloom protested. “I can walk home by myself just fine!”
“Ain’t nothing doing,” Applejack insisted. “There are ponies who go after colts out there, especially this time a year, and you have to be extra careful as long as you’re... like this.”
“This is stupid,” Apple Bloom grumbled, “I’m a colt, not a big baby!”
“Just humor me on this, alright Apple Bloom?”
“...O.K. sis.”
And of course Applejack was worried over nothing. The walk home was completely uneventful. Sure a few mares were looking their way for some reason, but there wasn’t anything to be worried about. As they neared the farmhouse, Apple Bloom leaned against her sister lovingly and was startled when Applejack moved away at her touch. Actually, wasn’t Applejack sweating awfully hard for just a quick walk across town?
“You O.K. sis?” Apple Bloom asked, tilting her head contemplatively.
Applejack kept glancing at her furtively saying, “Oh ahm fine. No problems here.”
“You ain’t gettin sick are you?”
“What? Why? I’m healthy as a horse!”
“Well it’s just you’re not usually sweatin so much unless you’ve been bucking a lot.”
“Heh... buckin... yeah...”
“So?”
Applejack stopped and lifted a hoof thoughtfully, then continued on into the farmhouse. “Let’s just get you some grub Apple Bloom. You can do the chores tomorrow. Big Mac! Granny! You here?”
Well now AB was sure there was something wrong with Applejack. This better not be a repeat of the Pony Pox incident.
Applejack left Apple Bloom in the very awkward hooves of her older brother Big Macintosh. He just kind of stared at Apple Bloom with that expressionless face of his, his utter and complete shock betrayed by the fact that he usually didn’t go this long without inaction. But as well as she knew him, Big Macintosh was a difficult pony to understand.
“Ahm a boy now,” she said at last, thinking that’s what he wanted to know maybe.
“Eyup,” he agreed.
“But ahm still a filly,” she added, “I just got magicked like this.”
“Right then,” he said, turned on his hooves and went to work on dinner. Unfortunately Applejack couldn’t stay for dinner as she had that important Element stuff thing to deal with, and so late in the evening too. She just grabbed some leftover fritters on her nose and tromped out again, promising she’d be back as soon as she can and apologizing for the setbacks. It was hard running a farm with just two ponies, two and a half if you counted Apple Bloom. That’s why Bloom wanted to be a big pony, so that she could help with the bucking and make them a ton of bits and then they would stop worrying about missing a day or close shaves.
She found herself eager to check her height, and maybe if she wouldn’t be a bit stronger about bucking trees.
After an uneventful dinner, and an awkward, monosyllabic conversation with Big Macintosh about any tips for being a boy (“Got any tips for bein a boy?” “Nope.” “Y’sure?” “Eyup.”), Apple Bloom had retired to her bed. She didn’t sleep easy though. There was this weird smell all over everything. The frustration of the events previous had been on her mind, not to mention what she was going to do about school. And Sweetie had acted so weird, like she thought Apple Bloom was an entirely different pony. Well, technically Apple Bloom was pretty different but she was still herself! She just couldn’t piece together why Sweetie Belle was walking on eggshells the whole time they were talking, and why Rarity up and snatched her away like that. Bloom could swear that look Rarity gave her when she took Sweetie Belle away had been almost venemous.
It was no wonder Sweetie threw a fit at that. There was nothing about it that made any sense! Apple Bloom really wanted to talk with Sweetie about this, if maybe her sister hadn’t been treating her right again. They had such a strained relationship those two sometimes. Apple Bloom couldn’t bear to see her friend hurt again like she had been that day of the Social.
So Apple Bloom woke up in the middle of the night, still troubled by her thoughts, and also by that peculiar nose tickling smell. It was even stronger under her covers, and she pulled the covers over her to smell it more. It wasn’t unpleasant, the opposite of that really. Sort of a sweet buttery smell that made her feel excited for some reason. She reversed to put her butt on the head of the bed trying to find where the smell was coming from, and she found one spot on her bed where it was real strong, heady even. And wait, was her penis coming out?
Apple Bloom pulled back the covers to look at herself, and sure enough her penis was extending it’s happy little head to point at her. Something about the smell maybe? It kind of reminded her about Scootaloo, and that sure was a smell she didn’t mind making her penis come out. She breathed it in going back to where she found it, her hips swaying as her penis unconsciously rubbed against the sheets. The spot with the smell was really damp, with dark oily stains. She looked at it curiously, then her face flushed so hard she felt it. Looking with narrow pupils at the moonlit illuminated evidence Apple Bloom had a good idea just what she was smelling.
She leaned forward to smell it again. “Is that really what ah smell like as a filly?” she whispered to the night as if it would jump up and tell her wrong. It was the girl cum she’d left behind the day before, that hot sticky mess she’d wake up with between her legs. It was that spotty stain that told her she would need to change the sheets again. And it smelled just fantastic.
Apple Bloom moaned as she rubbed her dick on her sheets, not even sure why she was doing that. She brought her hooves down to wrap around the dick, rubbing it like she did before. Apple Bloom could not be blushing more than she was now. Her own scent was turning her on. She covered herself in the blanket again so she could smell it more, imagining that she was standing over herself the way Scootaloo had straddled her before, with Apple Bloom’s own dripping fillyhood ready to swallow up her dick. Holy buck that was hot.
She wouldn’t just rub the labia against it like Scootaloo did, so eager and inexperienced. No if Apple Bloom were there instead, she’d go right for the gold, putting that dick inside her and squeezing on it like a vice. She imagined her hooves were like a filly’s entrance, like her entrance, sliding them down all the way to thump against her pelvis. She wondered if she’d make boy stuff if she orgasmed outside of a filly. Well, one way to find out. Between the lingering smell of herself as a filly and the tapping on her window and
Wait.
A tapping at her window?
Apple Bloom squeezed her legs together, looking out from under the blanket fearing somebody saw her doing what she did. What would they think if ponies thought she was into herself? Much less inside herself! She rolled out of bed and went over cautiously to her window, hobbling a little at the turgid dick between her legs. When she saw who was outside, she opened it right away exclaiming “Sweetie Belle?” in a quiet whisper. “What are you doing up here?”
“I wanted to apologize,” Sweetie said but still with a timid hesitation in her hooves. “I’m sorry I didn’t‒ I mean, Rarity was totally out of line there. I just wanted... to ask you...”
“No,” Apple Bloom corrected, “Ah mean how did you get here?”
Sweetie Belle gave a sly smile that was so cute. Wait, cute?! “Rarity had to go to Canterlot,” she said, “It’s easy to sneak out when she’s not there. My parents are so clueless. I came over I just had to‒”
“No!” Apple Bloom corrected, “Ah mean I’m on the second story. How did you get up here?”
“Oh,” Sweetie Belle said looking down behind her. Apple Bloom stuck her head out the window and saw the stairlike stack of hay bales that led right up to her window. The chill night breeze ruffled through her bouncy red mane.
“I don’t even know why we put those there,” Apple Bloom said in a puzzled tone.
“Can I um...” Sweetie Belle’s voice was quiet enough she didn’t even have to whisper, at least when she wasn’t singing that is. “Can I come... inside?”
“Sure thing Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said backing up and helping the unicorn in through the window. “My folks have been giving me a hard time too. Something about protectin’, like there’s some danger about bein a colt.”
“It smells... really good in here,” Sweetie Belle remarked, gazing at Apple Bloom.
“It does?!” Apple Bloom yelped. Could Sweetie smell Apple Bloom’s sheets from all the way over here? Did Apple Bloom smell good as a filly to everypony, and she didn’t even know it? “Ah mean, yeah it... sure does, Sweetie,” she bluffed embarassedly.
It was hard to tell just from the moonlight but it looked like Sweetie’s blush had deepened. There was something familiar about her tense expression and dilated eyes. “Hah,” Apple Bloom declared, “You’re lookin at me just like you look at Button.”
She strutted in front of the unicorn mockingly, saying “Guess I make a pretty good colt then, huh? You think I look handsome?”
“Yes,” came Sweetie Belle’s tight reply. Bloom stopped her teasing, half in embarassment and half out of concern for Sweetie’s frightened tone of voice. They were silent for a moment and Sweetie continued to force herself to speak,
“I mean, I know you. I mean we talk. I mean we’re friends and I’ve never... I mean, I don’t really talk to... colts...”
“It’s O.K. Sweetie,” she said, lifting up the unicorn’s soft pink locks, “I’m still me alright? Just... y’know, no estrus.”
“Really??” Sweetie exclaimed.
“Ssh!” Apple Bloom said at her sudden squeak, “I don’t want to know what happens if Big Mac catches you sneaking up here.”
Sweetie nodded, gulping dryly and saying, “So... colts don’t feel ...it?”
“Nope!” Apple Bloom announced confidently, adding in a less confident tone, “Well ah mean, it’s... it’s different and all, but for the most part it’s great. I haven’t felt peppier since last summer when my estrus hadn’t even happened yet! It doesn’t burn or anything, and you don’t get all sticky between your legs. No headaches or cramps or achingly longing feelings of bein empty‒”
“About that,” Sweetie Belle interrupted. Apple Bloom waited for her to continue, but Sweetie Belle just stood there silently. Quivering a little bit. Close as she was to Apple Bloom, Apple Bloom couldn’t help but notice there was a different scent wafting off her body, just as intoxicating as Apple Bloom’s own filly scent. And Scootaloo’s.
Apple Bloom had to figure that colts must be able to smell estrus, because that’s got to be what it was. Sweetie never smelled like this when Bloom was a filly. If so, it was a mighty nice thing that it did smell so good. Apple Bloom had always been worried with what was happening between her legs, that ponies thought she stank, even though she washed up on a regular basis. But if this was how it smelled, well, Apple Bloom had one less reason to hate estrus then. Literal pain in the rear, but if she could do what she did with Scootaloo, then it ain’t all that bad.
And Apple Bloom had dazed off right in the middle of sniffing Sweetie’s scent. The Sweetie Belle who was her lovable, naive friend with a heart of gold and an unquenchable passion, smelling damply of something lovely that could only be the tell tale signs of estrus and heat. She had come to Apple Bloom in the night, and stood unsteadily before her looking lost and scared, like any filly would look with that sort of feeling inside their crotch.
“Is this about your estrus?” Apple Bloom asked concernedly, “I can’t just call up Discord. The rat went up and vanished. Some real important business in Canterlot. Ah don’t even know if he can pull the same trick twice. Plus it’s nice and all but ah mean, it’s really weird like when I...” she paused trying not to spill Scootaloo’s secret, “It just gets real weird sometimes. I mean ah have a dick! You best just stick with Moon Tea than try to make a deal with Discord.”
“It’s just I heard,” Sweetie whispered, “Scootaloo told me you... helped her.”
“What??” Apple Bloom exclaimed in a harsh whisper, “But Scoots made me promise not ta tell! And now she’s all braggin about it?”
“She only told me,” Sweetie Belle clarified, “I mean she told me that you did the... slimy goo thing and it helped her a lot. I think she wanted me to... give it a shot.”
“Oh, well,” Apple Bloom said, her thoughts drifting back to the slimy goo thing. That really was something wasn’t it.
“With you!” Sweetie finished urgently, squeezing here eyes shut.
Apple Bloom blinked, “Ohh,” she said. “Y’ you don’t mean with Button?”
“I can’t even talk to him,” Sweetie protested puffing her chest out. “He doesn’t even like me anyway. But you like me, right?”
“S-sure I like you!” Apple Bloom said. She didn’t want to say just how much she liked Sweetie, specifically the tail end part of her that had filled Bloom’s fantasies.
“Do you like me in... that way?”
“What way?” Apple Bloom desperately stalled.
“You know, the... slimy goo way.” Sweetie seemed honestly distressed at this point, her eyes open again and full of hope and hurt, very liquid and captivating. Apple Bloom just couldn’t even look away. She was stuck between telling her and lying about it.
“I... uh... I... yeah...” she said finally. “That’s the... different part about bein’ a colt. Ah mean we don’t have to, it’s fi‒”
“No no, I want to,” Sweetie corrected. She seemed to have to struggle to clarify that statement. “You know, do the... the slimy goo thing? The thing that stops estrus.”
Apple Bloom’s heart was beating in her chest. Sweetie had basically just confessed to Bloom that she shared the same desires. Or at least the desires to end estrus. She wasn’t sure if that was the only reason though. Was she just looking for any old colt and not just Apple Blooom? Sweetie did adore Apple Bloom, just more as a sort of older sister that Rarity couldn’t be bothered to fulfill. Which was funny because she actually was born a few months before the unicorn. But maybe that translated right to wanting to have a coltfriend?
Apple Bloom wasn’t too well versed in fancy psychiatrical stuff, but she wasn’t sure she even cared. Just the thought of Sweetie presenting made Apple Bloom’s dick twitch in the night air. Sweetie was just so bucking... adorable and Bloom wanted nothing more than to ...make her feel better. Especially if that involved making her own dick feel like that again. But Apple Bloom’s own satisfaction aside, if not for the Moon Tea, it would just be a crying shame to see such a kind, loving pony going through the sort of suffering that estrus turns out to be.
Apple Bloom noticed then that Sweetie Belle had not brought along a certain thermos or lunch box that she’d been carrying with her almost constantly from the start of her heat period.
“What about your Moon Tea?” Apple Bloom asked in a last ditch effort to get out of what her body was demanding she do as soon as ponily possible. Wouldn’t it be alright to just... do it though? But Sweetie wasn’t tough like Scoots, what if she got hurt? Bloom did want to shove in a pony real hard when she did that after all.
“That stuff only helps a little” Sweetie huffed, almost stomping a hoof before catching herself. “And if I drink too much I feel all icky. Scootaloo said your way was better. Come on, please?” She gazed at Apple Bloom liquidly.
“Okay okay!” Apple Bloom protested. That level of cuteness should be reserved for military applications. “I want it too. I‒ I think about doin it with you. And you smell real nice too.” Sweetie actually smiled when she said that. “It’s even making my thingy come out,” Apple Bloom continued, lifting a leg to glare at it. “So it’s no probl‒WOAH, hey!”
Sweetie Belle was right there at Apple Bloom’s crotch and she was doing anything but glare at it. She seemed fascinated, mesmerised even. Sort of like how Apple Bloom froze up the one time she stumbled‒tumbled‒crashed in on Rumble and Featherweight. So it was like that, huh? Apple Bloom could understand Sweetie’s feelings there. It was kind of awkward for Apple Bloom to keep her leg raised like that, but she knew just how important it was to Sweetie to get a good long look at a boy’s thing.
“Can I touch it?” Sweetie whispered. Oh lord Apple Bloom could feel the breath of her whisper. Just how sensitive was this thing?
“Y-yeah,” Apple Bloom said nervously. “Just be careful you don’t wanna set it off or nothing.”
“Set it off?”
“The uh, slimy goo thing,” Apple Bloom clarified. Seemed enough explanation for Sweetie as she took the utmost care to just give Apple Bloom’s dick the lightest of touches with the softest part of her pastern. Bloom found her lifted leg resting firmly on Sweetie’s shoulder, the other three stiff as boards at the tingling feeling. It was almost as if light touches were even worse than firm ones.
“It’s so warm...” Sweetie Belle said from between Apple Bloom’s legs.
“Yeah i-it is, though I feel it as chilly from my side,” Apple Bloom said uneasily. Her own hips were quivering now, like she was about ready to run a leaf marathon.
“Yeah...” Sweetie Belle said dreamily, sounding a little out of it.
“Okay okay that’s enough!” Apple Bloom tittered in alarm as the pleasure became too much to just sit still. She gesticulated away from Sweetie, almost having to force herself away from the unicorn before Sweetie snapped out of it.
“C’mon Apple Bloom, please?” she said then, giving those eyes again.
“Acglk, don’t‒don’t worry Sweetie Belle,” Apple Bloom said in a consoling tone, caught by those moonlit shining eyes. “We just need to go to the clubhouse.”
“Why’s that?” Sweetie asked, remembering to drop her voice to a whisper.
“It’s not just the noise,” Apple Bloom whispered back, “But it does get awful noisy. But it’s that slimy goo stuff. I can’t get that all over my carpet. AJ would murder me, and then Granny would cook me up an’ serve me for dinner! Trust me there’s a lot of slimy goo. The clubhouse at least has a solid floor I can scrub.”
“Might want to varnish it or something someday,” Apple Bloom added thoughtfully. What was she thinking? She wasn’t going to stay like this long enough to do that! But no, maybe when she got back to normal then she could find a colt and bring him over. Yeah that would be great! Then Apple Bloom would be the one in Sweetie Belle’s... no wait, Scootaloo’s place. And now Sweetie Belle was the one in Apple Bloom’s imagination hanging over her dick and drooling all over it. Wow, she really was imagining Sweetie Belle doing all that crazy... gooey stuff. That secret trick that ends estrus.
On their way over, Apple Bloom started planning what she was going to do with the mystery colt in her head that she was sure to run into some day. How she was gonna end her own estrus so it didn’t bother her one bit. That Sweetie was probably thinking about the same thing, except right now with a colt who was no mystery, hadn’t quite hit her. Sweetie walking silently with her had her own needs boiling up in her nethers, but could she really think of Apple Bloom in that way?
The two fillies‒colt and filly‒filly-ish colt and‒filly and a half‒dammit Discord. The two climbed out of Apple Bloom’s window and made their way down the stair step hay bales. Apple Bloom was relieved to see there wasn’t a light on in the farmhouse. Probably nobody heard them. This estrus deal was definitely not the sort of thing you wanted to do in your bedroom while your grandmother was sleeping across the hall. They trotted together through the orchard, Sweetie leaning up against Apple Bloom as if Bloom was going to vanish in a blink, if she let her go for even one minute. Considering what Apple Bloom was about to do to her, it was sensible really. Any filly would cling tight to a colt who was gonna do something to end their burning need, terrified that something might call him away. Apple Bloom knew she would never leave Sweetie hanging like that, but she also had a good idea for just how much Sweetie needed it.
As they climbed the ramp into the clubhouse, Sweetie sounded behind her, disappointment in her light voice, “Oh, it went back in again.” Took Apple Bloom a second to figure what she meant, and then she laughed, reassuring Sweetie Belle,
“Don’t worry it comes out at the drop of a hat. It just doesn’t like to stay out when I’m all walking around. Jerks up and down like crazy.”
As little as Apple Bloom wanted to admit it, just two erections in and she was starting to get used to how her penis worked. It wasn’t half a day ago that she was awkwardly hobbling to the clubhouse with the damn thing refusing to obey. It sure behaved a lot nicer after she put that estrus stuff in Scootaloo. There was only one thing Apple Bloom had not yet experienced as a boy, hadn’t even really thought about it, certainly wasn’t thinking about it now. But as it goes with boys, anticipation of sex with Sweetie Belle triggered her body to remind her of it.
“Oh! Uh,” she paused as Sweetie ran into her butt. Turning around, Apple Bloom said, “Wait in the clubhouse I gotta go take a leak.”
“Woah, woah!” Sweetie said, looking at Apple Bloom with eager eyes, “Can I watch??”
Blinking Apple Bloom considered that. She supposed she would be curious about the same thing in this situation. But your dick didn’t come out when you were peeing did it? Just like mares, right?
“How are you even gonna see when it’s dark and all? I can see your face under these trees an’ that’s about it.”
Sweetie answered by tapping her horn with a hoof demonstrably. Apple Bloom didn’t quite understand, but Sweetie then demonstrated further, concentrating fiercely as she fought to get that aura thing around her horn. Poor Sweetie really needed to work her magic more or something, but she was making progress. Her horn shone brightly finally with a green light that illuminated the area but didn’t hurt to look at.
“There, see?” Sweetie said tired from the exertion. “It’s even easier than lifting a feather!”
“Well O.K. Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said agreeably, “You can watch, but I don’t expect it’ll be all that”
“This is weird!” Apple Bloom moaned, as her bladder emptied itself, far too slowly for her liking. The darn thing did have to come out, and it was like navigating a freaking labyrinth to get the piss out of her. I mean, there was only one path, but she kept feeling pressure on muscles and sphincters she didn’t even know she had. And Sweetie standing there the whole time on the tips of her hooves with a manic grin of anticipation.
“Ooh, there it goes!” Sweetie announced, like Apple Bloom was some kind of national spectacle. Apple Bloom just barely resisted the urge to facehoof, but only because she didn’t want to make her penis waggle around while urine was coming out of it. So much harder to aim and messier when you had a boy thing. And Sweetie was watching the whole time.
At last the stream died to a trickle and stopped‒ no wait, there was a bit more, then it‒ no that... yeah that was the last of it. Apple Bloom would have found it fascinating how the same muscles she was twitching when she was inside Scootaloo were what she needed to use to get the last few drops of pee out, but she was too busy dying of blood loss from the neck down.
“O.K. I’m... I’m done Sweetie.”
“Ooh it’s going back in.”
“Y’all are scarin’ it!” Apple Bloom chided jokingly.
“Oh no!” Sweetie said holding her hooves in front of her mouth sincerely, “I didn’t mean to‒”
“It’s okay Sweetie Belle,” Apple Bloom reassured her, patting her on the back, “Let’s just get to the clubhouse and get your estrus gone.” And so they did. Lighting a candle filled the clubhouse with a pleasant orange glow, revealing the two of them in more clarity than the cool light Sweetie managed to come up with. She canceled it on her own horn with some relief, and pulled Apple Bloom into the center of the room with an excited eagerness. They talked about it briefly in hushed tones, and decided to get right to it while the night was still young.
It was surprisingly tricky to get an erection on command, Apple Bloom found. Maybe the peeing had thrown her off. But she managed to get it out at least, thinking of that one time she got to see Sweetie Belle’s treasure. Still, maybe something more direct was called for. Sweetie was right there after all.
“Lemme see your butt,” Apple Bloom suggested, nudging Sweetie to turn around.
“OK is this good?” Sweetie said, facing away from Apple Bloom. Her tail was already in the air from instinctive anticipation. Apple Bloom felt her heart flutter as she reached out with a hoof and spread her friend’s ass-cheeks, that pert little set of lips protruding from them. They weren’t all hot and dripping like Scootaloo’s had been, so probably Sweetie’s estrus wasn’t as bad? That could explain why she was so hesitant about this stuff.
“You shoulda seen Scootaloo,” Apple Bloom said massaging at Sweetie’s bottom trying to get that passageway to wink open for her. “She was burning up down there. You don’t seem nearly as bad.”
“I think it’s the Moon Tea,” Sweetie pondered, “I have been drinking an awful lot lately.” She wasn’t exactly gasping or panting either, so it probably was something like that. “You sure you want me to try it then?” Apple Bloom asked, “You’re doing pretty good already.”
“Yes, but this way I don’t need to drink that awful tea,” Sweetie said matter-of-factly, adding “A-and just because I’m not as hot as Scootaloo doesn’t mean I’m not... hot in there.”
Apple Bloom shrugged and continued. Those lips were pretty responsive, and Sweetie’s breath drew in when Apple Bloom tugged them open with her hooves, the pink flesh within glistening pleasantly. That was the source of Sweetie’s, well of any mare’s scent, but Apple Bloom really found herself drawn to the one in front of her. Maybe Sweetie Belle was right about needing her estrus to end just as much as Scootaloo’s.
Apple Bloom’s new appreciation of a filly’s scent was odd for her to experience. It didn’t smell any different is the thing, not more than it usually did, but boy was it a lot more enticing as a colt. Made Bloom want to get in there and
And get Sweetie’s estrus gone.
Yeah that did it, Apple Bloom was at full mast now. Just a breath away from Sweetie’s damp nether lips. She could hear Sweetie’s own breath getting ragged, but she sure wasn’t dripping the way Scootaloo had been.
Alright, now how to get it in?
“Hold still Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said, trying lifting her hind leg, then standing on twos, but that didn’t seem to get her penis any closer to Sweetie’s vagina. At last she brought a forearm over Sweetie’s butt from the side and sort of tried to get it sideways like that, but she couldn’t hold on that way and had to rotate around until her chest was leaning up against the unicorn’s posterior. The tail beside her shoulder flicked irritably,
“You got it yet?” Sweetie called back, looking back at Apple Bloom’s awkward but inexplicably hot position while Apple Bloom smiled apologetically,
“Yeah I think I,” and sure enough just by moving her hips forward her penis tilted naturally to press right up into Sweetie Belle’s entrance. “Nnh‒got it,” she added her breath catching in her throat.
Sweetie was quiet at that, facing forward, and Apple Bloom heaved, pushing herself more deeply inside Sweetie Belle. That got a reaction out of her.
“What are you doing?!” Sweetie exclaimed, her hips bucking up against Bloom’s and getting the two of them more enmeshed in coitus. It was hard to push in, and not in the good way like with Scootaloo. Sweetie’s insides were too tight and the sides were catching on Apple Bloom’s sensitive penis skin. What was Apple Bloom doing wrong here?
“Whattya mean?” Apple Bloom asked uncomprehendingly, “We nh‒ we talked about this, it’s your estrus!”
“But you’re going inside me!” Sweetie protested.
“Uh, yeah,” Apple Bloom said with an eye roll. “That’s how you do it.”
“I thought you just squirted it on!”
“Huh. Uh, no I gotta do it pretty far inside, Sweetie Belle. You alright?”
“It kind of hurts,” Sweetie Belle whimpered, “Are you sure it goes in there?”
Apple Bloom was pretty darn sure, but something about this didn’t seem right. Shoving her hips back her dick popped out of Sweetie’s pussy, twitching hungrily in the air in front of it. It was that spicy wetness Scootaloo had that Apple Bloom was craving though, not this weird sort of awkwardly mundane insertion.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Sweetie Belle. That ain’t gonna help anything! I wonder...”
It occurred to her then that Sweetie’s masturbation technique was a lot different than Apple Bloom or Scootaloo’s. Maybe that was it. Apple Bloom climbed all the way off of Sweetie Belle, who then turned to Bloom with tears in her eyes saying,
“But you can still do it, right? Like you did with Scootaloo?”
Oh Celestia, did Apple Bloom want to do that. “I-It’s fine Sweetie I think you just... remember when we spit swore last year?”
“Yeah,” she said a bit sullenly.
“Here, lie on your back now and brace yourself up against that cushion there.”
Sweetie Belle did so, if reluctantly, looking up at Apple Bloom worriedly. “It’s going to work, right?” she asked, “I mean maybe I’m just... broken...” She hid her face behind her hooves. Boy did Apple Bloom want to put a stop to that. She didn’t know how though. She just knew she had to try!
“One way to find out!” Bloom announced enthusiastically, sitting her butt down right into Sweetie’s lap, so that her dick flopped down right onto Sweetie’s teats. Sweetie squeaked at that, but didn’t move her front hooves away from hiding her face.
Apple Bloom was nothing if not ingenuous, or was that ingenius, but she was a bit puzzled by the conundrum of how to get a smooth hot dick to stimulate smooth cool teats. She tried laying a hoof on it, and found that she could massage Sweetie’s flesh down through her own dick. Sweetie gave a shuddering gasp at that, making Apple Bloom hope it was helping.
“Just lemme know if this feels good for you,” Apple Bloom suggested, continuing to rub her dick against Sweetie’s sensitive mounds. Sweetie’s own hips started to push upwards against Apple Bloom, making the friction between them that much more effective. Bloom was wrong about Sweetie’s teats being cool. When you pressed into them they were very warm, and soft like pillows. Her dick naturally fell into the slight valley between them as it slid back and forth, catching a bit when the medial ring passed her narrowest point.
It also occurred to Bloom that Sweetie’s masturbation technique had paid a lot more attention to those perky nipples than Apple Bloom was doing now. She eased up on her dick sliding thing, a thing which sure was affecting Sweetie lots more than it was with Apple Bloom. Bloom shivered as a trickle of fluid trailed down her ballsack. It must have come from inside Sweetie, so it was working! It weren’t enough though! If only there was some way you could like, make estrus stronger or something.
Wait.
Diamond Tiara, bless your soul.
Apple Bloom started to slide the smooth curve of her hoof against Sweetie Belle’s left nipple, making the unicorn whimper even more needily. “You’re not gonna believe this Sweetie, but I got an idea from Diamond Tiara.”
“What??” Sweetie said, peering over her hooves disbelievingly.
“Yeah, just uh, I tried it myself so it’ll work good I promise. Just pretend that I’m gettin’ rid of your estrus with just mah hooves.”
“Not your penis?” she said, then hid behind her hooves at the thought of actually saying that word.
“Just trust me Sweetie, this’ll be great.”
“O-okay...”
Apple Bloom backed off her dick from Sweetie’s well trammeled mammaries, focusing instead on perking that nipple up with a hoof, and making Sweetie squeak so adorably. That was just one nipple of course, but Apple Bloom wasn’t gonna slouch on this. She only had one hoof when standing steady so she did what any earth pony would do and used her mouth on the other one.
Apple Bloom quickly learned that once again, mouths are infinitely preferred manipulatory appendages than hooves.
As Apple Bloom caressed Sweetie Belle’s teats with that hot tongue and suckled gently with her dextrous lips around those tiny nibs, Sweetie’s hooves slowly came down from covering her face. Not because she was less embarassed, but just because it felt so good, that she felt like she was going limp. She wasn’t exactly paying attention to her hooves though, as her eyes were lost in the distance, and her chest was heaving. Her front hooves came to relax limply by her side as she started to shudder uncontrollably with every lick.
Oh Luna did Sweetie Belle look hot as buck when she was lost in her own world like that. The more Apple Bloom nibbled and licked at her, the more Sweetie’s inhibitions melted away, until Sweetie was playing with her own nipple right along with AB on the other one, biting her lip and watching Apple Bloom’s tongue do a far better job than Sweetie’s hoof could ever hope to accomplish. Sweetie’s thoughts at the moment would run between a deep hunger for pleasure and attention, and something like (Why oh why can’t fillies lick their own‒!)
Apple Bloom blew Sweetie’s thoughts apart like a party popper when she decided to test Sweetie’s vulva again with her now idle hoof, which were now much hotter and more slippery than they were a minute ago. Sweetie was probably ready, but Apple Bloom wanted to make it crystal clear, and she knew one way that was going to make any filly more than ready for getting a dick inside them.
It was a lot harder to find Sweetie’s clit than you’d think. Apple Bloom could always find her own by the lightning strike it sent through her senses every time she brushed up against it. She had to watch Sweetie surprisingly closely to find when she’d touched a special spot. Using her hoof to find it like this was just too awkward. Apple Bloom had half a mind to‒hey yeah, why not!
“Take care a your nipples, could you?,” Apple Bloom asked, crouching further down to where the filly’s sweet spicy scent was dripping out of her slowly but surely.
“O.K,” Sweetie said breathlessly, the bend of her hoof pulling at her own tiny soft mounds, “Are you ...gonna put it in... not just squirt it on me?”
“Hay yeah, think about just that Sweetie,” Apple Bloom suggested, remembering how she’d done it earlier, albeit with hopefully much, much different consequences. “I’m gonna put it all the way into you, slide it around. You got a good long look at it, now imagine it filling you up good while I do this.”
And with that she tilted her head forward and kissed Sweetie Belle’s quivering vulva. Sweetie Belle squealed loudly and Bloom pulled back, looking up at her questioningly, but the unicorn’s head was just tilted back and she came to face Apple Bloom again, eyes wide with shock. Apple Bloom just smiled devilishly and went in for another “bottom kiss”.
Amazingly enough it still took a while to push Sweetie Belle over the edge. She must have been guzzling that Moon Tea like nopony’s business. Not that Apple Bloom minded. If the scent had been enticing before, now it was mesmerising, and the taste it was full of salty sweat and a sweetness overlaid with a fierce tang. Apple Bloom’s tongue came out at the taste of it, sliding along those lips and slurping up the liquid dripping out of Sweetie Belle. It was obvious where Sweetie’s clit was now, it practically shoved itself at her, but Apple Bloom was careful to leave it be when Sweetie’s gasps and squeals got too pained.
Bloom’s tongue was delving inside the hot wet cavity in her friend when it happened. Sweetie’s gasps rose in intensity and then she just went ...quiet. Then her canal went nuts, pulsing right there in front of Apple Bloom, gaping, then squeezing on nothingness. The filly’s back arched, and then went limp, and then arched again. Apple Bloom wrapped her mouth around the mound of the orgasming filly and let her tart juices trickle down the sides of her cheeks.
And then it was over. Yup, end of story. Ha ha no, no it was far from over. Apple Bloom backed up slyly, giving Sweetie a minute to recover.
“That... was the best... one I ever...” Sweetie managed to pant out at last, looking at Apple Bloom gratefully. Her legs squirmed together and her breath caught as her eyes dawned in realization. Her hoof shot down to rub at that wet flesh between her legs, saying in a frightened moan, “It’s not going away!”
“Toldja Diamond Tiara taught me this,” Apple Bloom snickered. “Makes it lots worse doesn’t it? I bet you can’t even think about anything else right now. Just want something between your legs?”
“How do you‒” Sweetie Belle said in a betrayed tone, her eyes looking both accusingly and pleadingly if that was even possible. She couldn’t even continue her sentence, hooves piked between her legs, just speechlessly attacking her hot nether lips with the desperation of a filly who knew that she didn’t have any choice.
Apple Bloom sort of got the idea that maybe she was taking this too far. She had gone and done it though and she was fine! Technically she had been so far from fine that she made unholy bargains with eldritch spirits in order to get it to stop. Which really wasn’t fine at all. In fact that was the opposite of fine. Yeah Apple Bloom bucked up again.
“I’m so sorry, Sweetie!” she said, grabbing the unicorn in a tight hug, pushing right up close to her. “It’ll work, I promise! It just‒ you’re okay, your estrus is going to go away it’s just got to get... ready first, that’s it!”
Sweetie paused in trying to stimulate herself despite being hugged by Apple Bloom, her cheek smushed up against Apple Bloom’s own, saying, “Are you sure?”
“Ahm positive. No more tricks. Just the good stuff.”
Apple Bloom released Sweetie Belle and they stood together, with Sweetie giving Apple Bloom a surprisingly scathing glare, “O.K. but it better work,” she said poking Apple Bloom in the chest. Most ponies would have been shocked that Sweetie could actually have a temper on her, but outside of her tantrum today, Sweetie well and truly ended that myth for Apple Bloom all the way back when she outright disowned her sister that one time. But this time her temper only lasted a moment, before her expression broke and she said in a desperate tone, “So, how does it work?”
“It’s gotta go in you all the way,” Apple Bloom said with the confidence of filly who thought she knew what she was talking about. “So what Scootaloo did is she sat on it while I laid down. If you lay down I can put it in, or I can try to get it in from behind, but that means I have to get on top a you and you have to hold up my weight, so I don’t”
“That one,” Sweetie Belle said definitively.
“Sure I’m not too heavy for you?” Apple Bloom suggested uncertainly.
“I I liked it when you did earlier,” Sweetie Belle confessed, turning and presenting her posterior, “I just... it felt good I.. I want it...”
Apple Bloom was captivated by the tenderly winking vulva beneath Sweetie’s ass and tail. With what she had seen this night, Apple Bloom wasn’t sure her dick would ever want to get small again, and that sight about clinched it. There weren’t no harder Apple Bloom could get. No ignoring it anymore. Not with Sweetie moving like that down there. Apple Bloom just had to get her penis in there, and she had t-to do it i-in there.
She reared up and placed herself on top of Sweetie Belle, the unicorn moaning as Apple Bloom rested against her, as if that alone was enough to provoke her lust. Apple Bloom pulled her hips forward, breathing hard with her tongue out and her eyes half lidded as she earnestly sought out that sweet hot entrance. Her dick caught on the quivering lip of Sweetie’s labia, and with a moan Apple Bloom pushed forward.
There was no trouble this time. She slid in like a well oiled piston. Sweetie was crying out “Oh! Oh! Oh!” with every bit that went inside her. At last Apple Bloom felt her hips collide with Sweetie’s, her tight ballsack grinding right up against the unicorn’s heated, stretched entrance.
Apple Bloom took a few deep breaths at that point. She wanted to just start and never stop again, but she didn’t want a repeat of the last time she tried this with Sweetie. “You... you okay Sweetie Belle?” she panted, holding her hips still, but firmly against the smaller unicorn’s. It actually wasn’t entirely hard to brace one hoof against the floor to take some weight off poor Sweetie, while remaining sheathed in her cunt.
Sweetie didn’t answer at first just more ragged breathing so Apple Bloom said, “That’s as deep as... I don’t have to go any deeper than that. Do you think you can manage it?”
“Manage it?” Sweetie Belle squeaked, craning to look at Apple Bloom with starry eyes, “This is... you are... amazingh~”
When Sweetie’s words turned liquid and her cunt squeezed around Apple Bloom, Apple Bloom didn’t even realize she’d started thrusting at first. She was pistoning in and out of the shuddering unicorn without half a thought. Forcing herself to stop again she said,
“Th-that the uh, the sliding is what makes it feel good that’s why I was doing it.”
Sweetie Belle moaned and clutched around Apple Bloom’s penis, facing forward and bracing her hooves from the sheer effort of it. Good gravy could that unicorn squeeze. “I‒I like it... please...”
Reading Sweetie’s expression was difficult with her head turned away like this, but her ears weren’t fallen flat like last time. Apple Bloom would have to make a point to do it face to face next time. Oh, the very thought of a next time made her heart flutter, and she bucked once in and out of Sweetie Belle. Then she held it still deep inside for just one more tantalizing second and then...
Apple Bloom found her pistoning weirdly automatic. She didn’t even have to think about it to make her hips drive that penis in and out of the unicorn in continuous rolling motions. All Apple Bloom really had to do was hold onto Sweetie’s barrel for dear life while those clutching depths made her senses explode, and her hips went and did the rest.
And then she felt it again. The head of her cock flared. There was no mistaking it a second time. With a rush of lust the shaft inside Sweetie just expanded, pressing intimately on her deepest walls. Sweetie felt it too gasping out “That was... your... you..”
“That... means... it’s about ta...” Apple Bloom panted, unable to stop the orgasm bubbling up in every frantic thrust she made into her dear friend. “Slimy goo... estrus...” she really couldn’t talk with her breath coming so hard.
“You mean... you mean‒ AAH!” Sweetie Belle gave one short squeal and went silent again, her hips pushing up against Apple Bloom’s like a stretching cat as the infrequent squeezes inside her became a regular rippling motion, her hips jerking every time they convulsed around Apple Bloom’s cock.
It was too much. Several tons too much. Apple Bloom clenched her eyes shut and let out a deep, guttural groan as she completely lost control, succumbing to the new frontrunner for “Best Orgasm Ever.” Pleasure and relief and satisfaction flooded her senses and filled her with an incredible warmth, and the pressure that had been building in her hips suddenly found its release and surged up the length of her now-flared cock.
She cracked an eye open just in time to see Sweetie’s reaction to the first pulse of hot, thick boy cum. Sweetie shrieked in pleasure at first, her cry catching in her throat when another pulse of cum shot into her, and then another. There was no orgasm that could compare to this, this utter satisfaction and passion as that throbbing shaft in her cunt pumped gob after gob of... of something amazing. She gave another gasp as it was too much to contain inside her and she felt it leak out from their mutual connection, spattering and drooling onto the floor as the two ponies shuddered as one in utter coital bliss.
Something about how Sweetie was so forcefully affected by Apple Bloom’s cum made it all the more powerful feeling within Apple Bloom, that she was the one pumping her friend full of it that it was her cum that was doing it to her. She wanted to be in her and around her and on top of her forever. She was seeing spots it felt so good to pump it in like this.
At last there was only quivering and stillness, a thick shaft inside a hot satisfied cunt and the two ponies to which they belonged locked in that ancient embrace of stallion atop mare. The two slid down to the floor after that, and Sweetie squirmed as her belly smushed into the rather sizeable puddle of juices the two of them had accumulated. She was the first to recover in fact, lifting her head and saying “Apple Bloom?” Her quiet voice still sounded loud in the silence.
“Apple Bloom, are you asleep?”