Ultimate Furry Crossover: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure Entry 39 Part 2 of 2 by Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Ultimate Furry Crossover: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure Entry 39 Part 2 of 2

Gideon Kalve Jarvis, Anal, Choose Your Own Adventure, Crossover, F/F, Frottage, Horse, M/F, MLP, My Little Pony, Oral, Orgy, Rule 34, Size Difference, Teen, Teenagers, Vaginal, Virgin

#44 of CYOA-UFC

The second part of the two-parter, and this time with votes for the next scene at the bottom!

All poneh, all the time.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KXf3kwjKQ0 and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WkepOw6KGu4)

Also some more poneh:http://alasou.deviantart.com/art/The-big-apple-598441500http://alasou.deviantart.com/art/Sweetie-Grown-598053822http://alasou.deviantart.com/art/Sweetie-Grown-598053822

About how "developed" the Cutie Mark Crusaders are presently, for reference purposes.

No pregnancies took place. Trust me, I rolled. The closest I got (with a 20% chance) was a 23. Pity, but no making mo' poneh, it seems. At least this time.

Ultimate Furry Crossover: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure

Entry 39 Part 2 of 2

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

"I don't know, Rarity," said Sweetie Belle dubiously, turning her head this way and that to get a better view of the object in her tiny hands. "It looks kinda big to me."

"That's the whole point, dear sister," answered Rarity with a beneficent smile, kneeling next to the smaller pony, her own hands expertly caressing the almost equally-sized blunt object before her. "As your friend, Applebloom, will surely tell you, it's always best to start big, to better accustom yourself to the rigors of even more trying situations."

"Besides, sugarcube," chimed in Applejack in her country twang, leaning over her brother's shoulder (and in the process squeezing her ample bosoms against the side of his freckled cheek), "Big Macintosh's done this plenty of times. It's sorta one of his jobs back in ol' Ponyville, breaking in the fresh fillies, and occasionally the colts."

"It's on account of his bein' so gentle," explained Applebloom, her eyes wide as she handled her brother's heavy red sac, her budding breasts heaving as her breathing increased pace. She was the most developed of her friends, Applebloom noted with pride, though nowhere close to her sister's golden delicious boobs (which, as both she and Sweetie Belle noted with girlish fascination, were almost exactly-sized with Rarity's snowy breasts, their apple red nipples a startling contrast to Rarity's royal purple-capped mounds). "Applejack's the one who handles scheduling an' preparation, while Big Mac does the, um," she blushed furiously until she was almost as red as her big brother, while her cousin and two best friends looked at her expectantly, eager for all the details they could get, "apple bucking."

"How do you think I got so good with ropes?" chuckled Applejack, giving Big Macintosh a kiss on the cheek (and seemingly completely ignoring how flustered this made him) before she knelt next to Rarity before the golden-furred, red-maned male seated only a short distance from her brother. "Most fillies get pretty nervous their first time, so it usually helps to get 'em secured properly. More'n a few mares get pretty antsy as well, especially if they were brought in by their husbands for a professional covering, like that Fleur-de-Lis girl, or are just bashful about the whole business, like your teacher, Cheerilee. Overall, restrainin' the girl helps her to relax and let Big Macintosh work on making her feel good. A lot of our return customers even request it. Me'n Big Macintosh have it down to a fine science."

[http://www.thehorse.com/articles/10564/restraint-techniques-for-breeding

http://www.fao.org/docrep/t0690e/t0690e07.htm

http://www.slideshare.net/MarthaImperato/g-equine-restraint

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8fbmb5VcJMc - for an idea of size differences; he still can't fit all the way, but she's game to keep trying - what a trooper]

Unlike Applebloom, who was obviously trying her best to put on a confident front for her friends, and Sweetie Belle, who was obviously dubious, Scootaloo and Babs Seed were both fairly quiet, looks of determination on their young faces. As Sweetie Belle stroked her small hands up and down the mid-part of Big Macintosh's girthy shaft, the two other fillies handled the upper part, just below the swollen head. Scootaloo was a competitor, trying her best to be as brave as she was sure Rainbow Dash, her idol, was supposed to be, while Babs Seed would do most anything to fit in, even if it meant getting an unwrapped python in her untried brown foalbasket.

"Some of my friends in Manehatten said you're supposed to lick it," said Babs, her expression serious as she inspected the broad dome of the red stallion's even darker red glans.

"Gross!" exclaimed Scootaloo, obviously delighted at the suggestion, before she blinked at the other filly's expression of continued seriousness. "Wow, really?"

"Eeyup," said Big Macintosh with typical laconic calm, smiling pleasantly down at the four teenaged fillies exploring his erect penis. Casually, he reached down with one broad hand, and engulfed Sweetie Belle's petite derriere, making her squeak in surprise as he squeezed her adorable little tushie gently, her eyes widening, cheeks growing a deep pink as his skilled fingers began to caress her tender folds and dainty tailhole from the rear. Despite her anxieties, Sweetie Belle only took a little light rubbing before Big Macintosh had her whining in her sweet, musical voice, pushing her bottom back into his expert hands, her legs unconsciously parting and tail swishing to the side to better allow the big red stallion access to her girlparts.

"Mmmph," agreed Stallion, though he wasn't able to elaborate much, due to having Pinkie Pie's almost ridiculously ample cleavage squeezed over his head as she hugged him from behind. As might be expected, Pinkie Pie's breasts were each the side of jumbo party balloons, the broad, erect, and very suckable-looking nipples the same slightly darker pink of her mane and tail.

Stallion was still a bit miffed, since he'd wanted to be the one to deflower the Cutie Mark Crusaders, but it had been unanimously decided by the ponies that he was guaranteed not to listen to his partners' requests if he was allowed to be in charge. Nobody had argued that the four fillies wouldn't have enjoyed what he did to them, but all the same, the general consensus was that it would be better to teach the girls responsible lovemaking from a dependable professional, rather than a talented and enthusiastic amateur. Thus it was that Stallion was seated on the galley bench a short distance from Big Macintosh, his wrists tied behind his back, and several loops of rope around his torso for good measure.

"It's called fellatio," said Pinkie Pie with her typical happy smile, lifting her breasts off of Stallion's face to walk around and kneel between Rarity and Applejack, who were presently still just stroking Stallion's gold rod, occasionally casting competitive glances at each other that made it quite obvious they were shortly about to start pushing limits. Pinkie Pie, naturally, interrupted the building tension with her mere presence, and both other mares blinked, leaning back to let her work as they watched with bemused expressions. "Cunnilingus is when it's done to a girl's parts. Oral sex is the general term. Sex is supposed to feel good when it's done right, and so there's lots of ways to help things along. Sweetie Belle's discovered how good some fingers can feel," she added, giving the white-furred filly a wink, which made Sweetie Belle blush, though it didn't make her stop pushing back into Big Macintosh's hand, "and the whole body can get involved when you're really into it. Here!" And she cupped the big, humanlike glans of Stallion's prick in her hands, stroking the top of his shaft up and down a few times to coax out some precum. "Let me show you what you can do in advanced classes."

To say the least, everybody was shocked to hear Pinkie Pie speaking in such a professorial tone; normally it was Twilight Sparkle who did that. Then again, the subject in question was sex, and Twilight Sparkle wasn't likely to be all that much help there (though she'd probably be exceedingly useful in the book learning side of things). Everyone (including Stallion, though excluding Big Macintosh, who took it in stride the same way he did most things) was even more shocked when, after taking a few deep breaths, the cotton candy-maned pony opened her mouth nice and wide, and seemed to just swallow Stallion's stallion-sized cock all the way down to his roots. Her neck was visibly bulging, but she didn't seem terribly bothered by that minor detail. If anything, she seemed to be enjoying herself, because she started to moan happily (making Stallion wince, his back arching a little, as the vibrations tingled down his throbbing shaft) as she began bobbing her head a few times, her bright blue eyes watching Stallion's face. Soon enough, however, Pinkie Pie pulled her head back up, her lips leaving Stallion's penis with a loud smacking 'pop,' before she licked off the tip of his glistening, heavily-leaking golden glans with a single swirling swipe of her long and apparently prehensile tongue.

"See?" said Pinkie with a happy grin at the others. "Nothing to it!"

"Oh my," whispered Fluttershy where she was standing, over in the corner next to Princess Luna, who was watching with aristocratic impassivity, and Spitfire, who had her game face on as she stood, arms folded before her trim yellow breasts. The butter-yellow pegasus had flushed a shade of pink so bright, it was a wonder she had enough blood still going to her head to keep her upright. In fact, she soon seated her perfect rump down on a nearby packing crate, swallowing to force herself to breathe as her light blue eyes shifted almost uncontrollably between each immense, erect penis. Big Macintosh, being a gentlecolt, only gave her one friendly smile to let her know he was aware of her watching, and didn't mind. Stallion, however, regularly cast lecherous gazes over at the shy yellow pegasus, catching her eyes whenever he could before giving her his best suggestive smile, which explained why Fluttershy was unable to lose her state of semi-permanent blushing.

"Bet you can do one better, Dash," said Gilda, nibbling lightly on her blue-furred friend's shoulder while squeezing the pegasus' small, conical breasts with her strong talons, catching and rolling the slightly deeper blue nipples with her fingertips, making the lean, athletic pony wince at the erotic contact. "Go on, show those dweebs how a real mare sucks a guy off."

Rainbow Dash hesitated for a moment, then caught Scootaloo's eyes. The mulberry-maned filly had overheard the griffon's challenge, and was watching Rainbow Dash expectantly, her own muzzle very close to the tip of Big Macintosh's slowly leaking penis. Obviously, she was ready to do anything to show her "big sister" how eager she was to be just like her. That, and Rainbow Dash could see Scootaloo's snug orange folds as she bent near Big Macintosh, her small, squeezable runner's buns thrust out slightly, and upon seeing how moist they were, she knew she couldn't bear to leave her little protégé hanging.

"Y-yeah," declared the rainbow-maned mare, stepping away from Gilda's grip with a slight effort of will. "Yeah, let me show you girls how to make a guy cum. They really love it when you put your mouth on 'em."

Of course, Rainbow Dash's experience with males was somewhat limited (though her experience with females, such as Gilda or Fluttershy, was quite a bit more extensive), but she wasn't about to let Scootaloo know that! Instead, as Pinkie Pie slid back to make room, Rainbow Dash knelt between the ever-prissy Rarity, and the hayseed, Applejack, and took Stallion's cock between her admittedly rather smallish hands.

About this time, Rainbow Dash realized that she might have made a mistake. But she'd put her hoof in, and it was way too late to back out now.

Setting her jaw in determination, Rainbow Dash started pumping her hands, squeezing Stallion's pride between her fingers, feeling how soft the skin of his shaft was, and how hard the meat beneath was in turn. The contrast fascinated her, and she starting moving her hands faster, while leaning in close, her purple eyes scrutinizing the seeping tip. Finally, experimentally, Rainbow Dash gave Stallion's penis a tentative lick. Blinking, she decided he didn't taste as bad as she'd thought. Actually, he wasn't bad at all! Giving Rarity and Applejack a confident grin, as though to say "Of course_I knew this'd be fun - I was just testing you," she started licking more eagerly, making the bound male grunt softly, his hips rising as Rainbow rubbed the front of her slender, athletic body against his shaft, her tongue working up and down the frenulum and up to the slit at the very tip, mostly because this was what was right in front of her, and less because she knew just how good her efforts were making Stallion feel - though he _did feel really good!

Rarity, having far more experience than Rainbow Dash, quickly realized that her friend was doing an all-right job...for someone who obviously had no idea what she was doing, inspiring her to want to help out. Applejack, meanwhile, took Stallion's expression and soft grunts and moans as signs that Rainbow Dash was somehow "getting ahead" of her, and promptly fell into full-on competitive mode. Almost at the same time, the two other ponies leaned in and started nibbling and sucking and licking their way up and down both sides and the underside of Stallion's dark gold penis, making him grit his teeth, his feet kicking out slightly as their efforts sent jolts of pleasure straight to the most primitive parts of his brain.

Rather than taking the addition of the two other mares as a challenge, Rainbow Dash couldn't have been more delighted! She _loved_her friends' breasts, wishing she had a pair as fine as Applejack's or Rarity's, and having them squeezing against her own, while all three of them rubbed their boobs against the lower part of Stallion's shaft, where their mouths weren't at work, was a little slice of heaven for the athletic pegasus. As for Stallion, with three pairs of beautiful eyes looking up at him, eager for his approval (though each for her own reason), while beautiful filly faces concentrated on bringing him pleasure, it was almost too much for him, making him have to fight desperately, veins standing out all over his body, as he resisted the urge to blow his load right away.

Seeing their elders and older sister figures hard at work pleasing one male, the Cutie Mark Crusaders turned their full attention to doing the same to Big Macintosh. By this point, Sweetie Belle had to kneel on the bench next to the big red stallion, her legs too wobbly to support her anymore after Big Macintosh brought her to a squealing first orgasm so intense, it made her slump right over his rigid shaft. Fortunately, his penis was about as solidly-constructed as the rest of him, so he could bear the little white-and-lilac filly's weight, though that didn't mean it was a comfortable sensation. All four girl ponies went to work, kissing and nibbling their way up Big Macintosh's thick farmer's plow just like they'd seen the older mares doing with Stallion, all four of them kneeling to gather around his balls (though Sweetie Belle had to be helped by Apple Bloom both to get down and stand up again) to lather them up with their tiny mouths until the heavy goose egg orbs glistened, and then quickly growing more bold and eager as they worked their way up.

Of course, with all their attention focused on his penis, the four fillies hardly noticed how their tails swished (even Babs Seed's much shorter one), and pert little bottoms thrust out, as though in open invitation, the dimples just above their bums clearly visible. Big Macintosh noticed, though, and he straightened slightly, taking his weight off the one hand he'd kept resting on the galley bench so that he could use both hands. Reaching out, the big red stallion decided to give as well as receive, starting with family: Applebloom and Babs Seed. As was to be expected, Applebloom had the most rounded tush of the four Crusaders, her buns full and firm from her early efforts at the traditional family business of apple bucking, and when Big Macintosh squeezed her flank right over her cutie mark, he was rewarded with a sweet, girlish moan, which only grew louder as he started to rub the mark with his broad, work-calloused palm. Babs, her own cheeks as firm and brown as plump apple seeds, also began to whimper, and then to moan quite loudly, demonstrating that she was a lot more sensitive than she let on. Of course, Big Macintosh expected this sort of reaction: a pony's cutie mark was _very_sensitive, after all.

Smirking slightly, Big Macintosh decided to have a little fun, and slid one hand between Babs Seed's legs. Her coltish little body tensed, butt and belly tight, and she gasped, her green eyes wide, as he easily worked his palm against her tender cunny, smiling a little wider as he soon had her juices flowing copiously down her inner thighs and over his hand. Fingers reaching forward, Big Macintosh supported all of Babs' weight on one broad hand, letting her sit there and squirm as he diddled her clitty with casual delight, grinding his whole hand against her tender sex, harder, then faster, until suddenly poor Babs was whinnying like an animal rather than a person, squealing horse sounds forced from the depths of her being as her little feet kicked in the air while Big Macintosh held her up, her back arching, pert breasts thrust outward, face pointed to the ceiling as she came hard. Big Macintosh took this as an invitation, and leaned over, engulfing one of Babs' breasts with his broad muzzle, then the other, slurping and sucking wetly, even as his fingers worked even faster and harder than before. All three of the other Cutie Mark Crusaders had their eyes fixed on Babs Seed now, their mouths gaping in awe, having completely forgotten about fellating Big Macintosh. They were still gaping, wide-eyed, when Big Macintosh easily lifted Babs Seed to his mouth, nudging her thighs apart as he pressed his muzzle against her tasty filly folds, his other hand leaving Apple Bloom's bottom to support Babs' back, letting her lean back, her legs splaying open before his questing, agile equine lips and broad, smooth tongue.

What, exactly, Big Macintosh did to Babs Seed with that mouth of his, the other three fillies couldn't quite see. Whatever it was, though, it must have been really good, because in seconds she was squealing ecstatically, her legs kicking on either side of his face, toes curling as her tiny breasts were thrust upward by her arching back. In fact, she was bucking so hard, if Big Macintosh hadn't kept a grip on her, Babs might have jerked right off his hands like a fresh flopping fish, her juices gushing copiously down the big red male's chin as he gave his muzzle a funny little twitch and jerk to the side. This was the last straw, and the brown-furred filly suddenly gave a final, convulsive jerk, then slumped into Big Macintosh's hands, panting hard, her body bathed in a sheen of glistening sweat, unable to do anything but breath, her eyes heavy-lidded as she stared up at the ceiling.

"Wow, big brother," exclaimed Applebloom, recalling seeing a similar expression on that gorgeous mare from Prance, Fleur-de-Lis, when she'd been led on very wobbly legs from the barn, her weight pretty much entirely supported between Big Macintosh and her husband, Fancy Pants. "You made her cum her brains out!"

"Eeyup," agreed Big Macintosh with a small, proud smile, before he reached out, and wrapped both hands around Scootaloo's hips, lifting the light little pegasus filly with ease. "Your turn, miss Scootaloo."

"Oh wow," gulped Scootaloo as she looked to where Babs was lying, her juices leaking out onto the table beneath her, her mouth slack - she was practically drooling! At first, she was really nervous, squeezing her trim, athletic legs together. But then she looked at her friends, with their wide, interested eyes, and then at Big Macintosh's gentle face, seeing him hesitate at her nervousness, and realizing that, if she told him to stop, he'd do what she asked, no matter what. Just like that, without having to be told anything, Scootaloo knew she was in good hands, and gave a slight nod to her best friend's brother, letting him know he had her permission for whatever he was going to do to her.

"Y'all should help your friend get ready," said Big Macintosh as soon as he saw Scootaloo's nod of assent. "After all, I'm gonna be puttin' my pride in her first."

Squirming against his bonds, Stallion bared his broad, blunt teeth in a grimace of exquisite pleasure, pleasure just heightened all the more as a squirt of precum landed right on the bridge of Rainbow Dash's nose, making her blink, her beautiful purple eyes crossing as she strained to see the wet splatter. Pinkie Pie, ever helpful, leaned over and licked the mess right off, then gave Rainbow Dash a kiss on the cheek, which made the pegasus, who'd just started to really build up her confidence, blush furiously, biting her lower lip as she glanced at the smirking ponies on either side. Instead of saying anything, however, Applejack and Rarity shared a look, their smiles growing broader, almost to the point of being evil, before they both leaned in, and made Rainbow Dash blush until she almost turned purple, kissing her on each cheek at the same time.

"Rarity'n me worked out some of our differences back at Twilight's sleepover," Applejack explained with a grin, while Rarity nibbled lovingly on one of the pegasus' ears. "Quite a messy night, actually."

"Left me exhausting cleaning it all up," Rarity admitted with a proper, ladylike blush.

"With her tongue," Applejack added in a stage whisper in Rainbow Dash's ear.

Like all pegasi, Rainbow Dash was very sensitive, and as she helplessly watched, breathing hard, almost hyperventilating, both her friends started to kiss and nibble their way down her neck, before running their wonderfully smooth tongues over her upthrust breasts, making her moan loudly, her hands going to the backs of both their heads.

"Appplejack!" squealed Rainbow Dash as the named pony started sucking on one perked blue nipple. "R-Rarity!" she added, as her other friend got to work tugging the other nipple between her teeth. "AAAAAHHHH!"

Rainbow Dash's loud cry of pleasure came (as did she) when the two ponies to either side of her stroked their hands over her trim, washboard tummy, and began to trade off rubbing her erect blue clitty and soaking wet little quim. Applejack's touch was skilled and direct, hitting those pleasure points good and hard, with just the right sort of friction to scratch a good, deep itch. Rarity, meanwhile, had a more cunning hand, teasing the pleasure out with subtle skill until, finally, the orgasms that came crept up on you in a way that was utterly impossible to see coming, and certainly to resist.

At the same time Applejack and Rarity were using one hand each to rub Rainbow to a series of jerking, bucking orgasms, Pinkie Pie slipped behind her blue friend, then slid her hands beneath Rainbow's small, squeezable buns. Her other two friends slipped a hand each beneath her thighs, just above her knees, making sure they had a good, firm, comfortable grip.

"Easy does it," said Applejack.

"Steady...steady..." murmured Rarity.

"That's right," agreed Pinkie. "We don't wanna put it in her butt by mistake. It's a cute butt, and we wouldn't wanna ruin it...well, not right away, at least. Not until we've put on a lot more lube, and maybe gotten some of your hard apple cider into her first, Applejack. Or made her do some of that yoga you like so much, Rarity. Or both!"

As they were slowly lifting their friend, the three ponies pressed her forward, splaying her legs until they were almost horizontal, demonstrating how flexible Rainbow Dash was. It was a good thing, too, because as they lifted her, any observer could immediately see what they were planning on doing, because they were rubbing her outthrust cunny firmly against the underside Stallion's immense, throbbing erection. Slowly, Rainbow Dash started to focus her dazed eyes on the male in front of her, her expression confused, as though she realized there was something important about rubbing her spasming little cunny against a big horsedong, but couldn't quite wrap her orgasm-hazed brain around the concept. She only came to herself, her eyes snapping wide open, just as the huge, humanlike tip nuzzled her labia apart as her friends carefully started to lower her down.

"Wha-?" she started to exclaim, before she slipped a little, her hands going out to press against Stallion's broad, muscular chest as her mouth gaped open in stunned astonishment at how stretched she suddenly felt. "Oooooh!"

There was a clearly visible outline of Stallion's prick against the taut flesh of Rainbow's tummy as she sank, slowly but surely, down onto his rampant shaft. Getting her knees forward, she rested them to either side of him on the bench where he was seated, leaning back against its nearby table, and pressed her chin against his shoulder as she whimpered, shuddering all over again and again as she allowed her three friends to push her down, and keep pushing, and then keep pushing, until her whole world was consumed with how she was stuffed like one of Joe's Bavarian cream doughnuts, crammed full of more cock than she'd thought existed in the whole wide world. And they were still pushing her down! Another handspan, and then one more...and then her small blue buns were resting on top of Stallion's heavy, potent balls, and poor Rainbow Dash had cum more times than she could recall ever having endured, even on the wildest nights when Gilda was in heat.

As Rainbow Dash started to ride Stallion, panting hard, sweat dripping from her spiked rainbow hair as though she were running a marathon, Babs Seed was up, more-or-less, resting her cheek on one hand as she reclined on the broad table, watching with a sleepy smile as her cousin and Sweetie Belle were on all-fours just a little bit down the table's length, making little Scootaloo moan and kick her legs in the air as they licked her tasty little cunny. Babs knew it was tasty, because she could smell Scootaloo from where she was: sort of like raspberries and tart rhubarb pie. This smell mingled with the equally tasty scents of Applebloom's extra-sweet apple crisp flavor, and Sweetie Belle's sugared lavender and honeysuckle scent. Naturally, both of these scents were being coaxed from their tiny virgin quims by Big Macintosh, who was kneeling on the bench behind them, one big hand working into each filly's flushed folds, stretching their hymens gently, bit by bit, getting them ready for as painless a penetration as possible. Every so often, those big hands would roam around each filly's bottom, feeling the differences between firm and youthful buns and petite and dainty tushie, before Big Macintosh would squeeze and caress their cutie marks, sometimes even leaning over to lick and suckle on the small shields that emblazoned their bottoms. Babs found herself sleepily astonished at how this affected each filly, making Apple Bloom start to clench up, her tailhole and quim visibly winking while she threw herself vigorously into the loving work of eating out Scootaloo, while Sweetie Belle seized up, squealing loudly as clear juice squirted from her cunny onto the table in a messy splattered line.

Despite struggling through the haze of their own orgasms, Scootaloo's friends did their level best to keep licking her, to continue obeying Big Macintosh's instructions as he guided them with soft, loving words in his deep, soothing bass voice. The big red stallion was very skilled in giving oral pleasure, and it seemed he was just as good at teaching others what he knew, because it was all Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle could do to keep their orange-furred friend on the table, as her underdeveloped wings kept buzzing, her hips arching up, skinny little butt tense as she involuntarily jerked her pussy up and away from their seeking mouths, frequently squirting her own clear, tasty-smelling juices onto her two friends' upturned faces. Whenever Scootaloo's pleasures got out of hand, however, Big Macintosh would lean over, and gently press down on her pubis, one finger diddling her erect purple clitty as he did so, until she was back in reach of her friends, who would always start their attentions anew, beginning by sucking and licking Scoots' cutie marks on each flank, the same way Big Macintosh nibbled on theirs.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were almost on the edge of collapse themselves when Big Macintosh pulled his hands away, telling them softly that they could rest. Immediately, the sweet little fillies slumped forward on the table, bottoms up, chins on the smooth plastic surface, cheeks flushed and cunnies dripping. Scootaloo wasn't any better off than her friends, and this left her completely helpless as Big Macintosh easily lifted her, his hands around her skinny waist, and leaned back on the bench as he positioned her cunny, decorated with a light tuft of curly purple pubic fluff, over the broad, slightly flattened head of his equine erection.

"It's so different from his," Scootaloo murmured dreamily as Big Macintosh's glans squelched slightly, parting the tender folds of her precious, pristine fillyhood, glancing over to where her idol was now wildly bouncing on Stallion's hips, his balls slapping her buns until they were as bright red as her cheeks and flushed, gushing quim, while she was yelping out "Omigoshomigoshomigosh" again and again like an orgasmic mantra. "And so similar, too."

Giving Scootaloo a questioning look, Big Macintosh held her steady, half his plum-sized glans inside her, making her labia wrap around the tip as though giving his penis a Prench kiss. Just far enough that she'd know what she was in for, without quite penetrating her. In answer, she smiled back at him, and leaned forward to rest her hands on his chest, just like her idol was doing with Stallion, before kissing the tip of the big, gentle stallion's muzzle. Then, frowning in concentration, then gritting her teeth, the little orange filly started to push herself down onto that immense red penis, whining loudly despite herself as she felt her untried little body stretching more than she'd ever thought possible.

"Oooh!" she exclaimed, working her hips as she hooked her small feet under Big Macintosh's back, using the additional leverage to force herself down, handspan by thick, meaty handspan. "Oooh! OOOOH!"

Nope, not fitting all_of it into her. Stallion was just a little bit shorter and less girthy than Big Macintosh - _just - and Rainbow Dash managed to take him to the hilt only with a little help from her friends, as well as her own determination. That, and she was a full-grown mare, however petite of build. Scootaloo, though, was still a filly, barely blossoming into marehood, old enough to take a penis, but not developed enough to take all of one. At least not Big Macintosh's! Not a shameful thing by any means. All the same, she did her level best. Her inner depths were clenching and squeezing the big red dick in her quim so much, however, that by the time Big Macintosh finally bottomed out in Scootaloo, not even his legendary stamina could last more than a few seconds more. And the moment the head of his penis touched her cervix, that was it for him: he came like a geyser! When she felt Big Macintosh's thick, creamy cum splashing against her inner depths like floodwaters, that was it for Scootaloo as well, her filly's squeal loud in the room, louder even than Rainbow Dash's orgasmic cries as she felt herself filled to the brim with Stallion's first load of the evening.

Slowly lifting little Scootaloo off his still-rigid erection (she was simply too tight for the blood to flow out of his shaft, the way she was clasping down on him every time he moved her), Big Macintosh was vaguely aware of Fluttershy's soft gasp of surprise and concern. Setting the little orange filly down gently on the table, making a mental note to get her tucked into bed soon, the big red stallion glanced over, arching an eyebrow as he saw Gilda standing before Fluttershy, her beak twisted up into a wicked grin, her talons kneading the butter yellow pony's picture-perfect breasts.

"Not too large," she growled, licking her chops. "Not too small. They're..." she leaned down, slowly opening her beak wide, "juuuust right."

"Oh...oh my..." Fluttershy gasped, swallowing nervously, squeezing her legs shyly together (she tried to cover herself with her wings, but it was a little late for that, with Gilda right there, in the way) as the griffon happily began sucking on one breast, something she accomplished mostly by just engulfing as much tasty breastflesh as she could with her beak. Fortunately, a griffon's beak tended to be kind of fleshy, though it did harden somewhat as the griffon grew older. All the same, with the way Fluttershy's inner thighs were getting all soaked and damp, and the way she wasn't looking around for help like a frightened little chick (which she tended to do when she was in trouble, but didn't want to make a fuss), Big Macintosh figured she was all right for now. Besides, with Spitfire and Princess Luna watching, Big Macintosh knew Fluttershy couldn't be any safer than she was right then. Mmm, and it was pretty hot, too, watching that fine lioness rump wiggle, tail lashing in arousal and eagerness, giving little teasing glimpses of sweet, tight pink kitty pussy, and snug pink tailhole...

Focus! Focus! Big Macintosh shook his head as he turned his attention back to Sweetie Belle, who was still slumped over, tail up, head down. Apple Bloom at least had recovered enough to seat herself on the edge of the table, all the better to watch Big Macintosh give Scootaloo her first load of cum. While Big Macintosh was pretty sure he hadn't knocked up the little orange pegasus, based on her smell, there was always the odd chance that he'd hit a grand slam, so to speak. Not that he minded being a daddy, of course. No, not one bit.

"Slip under your friend, Apple Bloom," Big Macintosh instructed. Keep miss Sweetie Belle's flanks high. That'll make it easier on me getting into her."

Still not recovered sufficiently to trust her voice, Apple Bloom just nodded, and carefully nuzzled her way beneath where Sweetie Belle's barrel met her stifles (or where it would have, if they'd been in their proper four-legged forms, instead of these weird two-legged shapes they'd adopted for dealing with people not from their planet). Hunkering down, she gulped as she saw Big Macintosh grip Sweetie Belle's dainty derriere in his massive hands, squeezing and rolling her tender flesh, making her cry out as his fingers dug into her cutie marks on both sides at the same time.

"Oh wow," murmured Apple Bloom, looking up just as Big Macintosh swung his immense erection forward, reaching up to grip its length, helping to guide him into place, then pulling her small hands back just as his glans caught in Sweetie Belle's perfectly smooth, dainty white cunny. "You sure you can fit, big brother?" she asked, looking up at him with her trusting red-orange eyes. "I mean, she looks smaller'n Scootaloo."

"Eeyup," affirmed Big Macintosh with a comforting smile down at his little sister, before reaching down to tousle her bright red tresses.

Sweetie's sweet, musical squeal met and mingled in a bright chorus with that of her sister, as Rarity took her turn on Stallion, mounting him reverse-cowgirl, flicking her artfully curled tail to the side to allow the still-bound male beneath her to watch as his mighty manstaff sank, nice and slow, into her clenching, well-trained depths. With all the kegels and other exercises Rarity did, she was almost as tight as her little sister! Though he wasn't likely to ever admit it, discrete soul that he was, this was something Big Macintosh could now confirm from personal experience, even as he worked himself into little Sweetie Belle, who eagerly thrust her bottom up and back, her tiny hands gripping the table beneath her at first, and then seizing on Apple Bloom's tail as she put all her tiny might into pushing herself back onto Big Macintosh's slow-thrusting shaft. Rarity might be the Element of Generosity, but that didn't mean she and her sister weren't capable of being _very_greedy indeed when it came to thick, juicy cocks!

While Big Macintosh couldn't quite hilt himself in little Sweetie Belle (though she took a hand and a half again what Scootaloo managed), the sheer force of his cock bumping her cervix was enough to make her upthrust little breasts bounce. Just across the room, within full view of her sister, Rarity's breasts were bouncing vigorously, their full, exquisite plumpness almost enough to make the little filly green with envy - she'd always lusted after her big sister's perfect looks, and especially those big, gorgeous breasts. At least, it had turned to lust about the time puberty hit. It was that envy combined with lust that drove little Sweetie Belle to thrust herself back at Big Macintosh, moaning loudly as she did so, making two thrusts for every one of his, and then three as she started to get used to being so very, very full of horsecock.

At that moment, Stallion gave a single, mighty heave upward, and then snapped the ropes holding his wrists. Immediately his hands went to Rarity's hips, and he really_opened up, lifting himself to his feet, laying her back on the table, letting him take charge and _pound her tender white pussy for all she was worth! Right then, Rarity started to use some language that was anything but ladylike, and, upon hearing it, Sweetie Belle decided to try out some of the words herself. The moment the first of those wicked, naughty words left her tiny mouth, in her sweet, high-pitched, musical voice...oh my.

"Big Mac!" squealed Sweetie Belle, her back arching, her bottom clenching as she closed her thighs together, exulting in how full_that made her feel, even more than before. "Big Mac, I'm...I'm..._EEEEEEEEEE!"

If anyone there had been wearing glasses, they would almost certainly have cracked with Sweetie's high-pitched squeal of continuous orgasm. She just couldn't stop cumming, the pleasure turning into one nonstop ripple that would vibrate all the way to the tip of her green-glowing horn, then all the way down to her cutie marks, and then down to the tips of her toes and fingers.

When the rush of orgasm made its way back up to her well-stretched cunny, Sweetie Belle gave a soft, sweet gasp...and fainted.

Fortunately for her, Apple Bloom and Babs Seed were both there to catch her.

"Take...it...all!" grunted Stallion, giving a single, final _thrust_all the way to Rarity's depths as he gripped her wrists, bending her almost double over the table, making her breasts give a mighty bounce forward and up, before slapping back down. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she felt what felt like gallons of thick, gooey cum blast her inner depths, and the trembling white pony shuddered in ecstasy, not at all sorry to have such a masculine _beast_get free and act as was most natural for him.

"You..." she panted, her eyes fluttering half-shut as a warm glow settled over her entire body, resting her hands lightly on the table before her as Stallion released them, and then heavily as she began to sink forward, resting herself, letting her boobs squish against its smooth surface. "You...brute."

Now it was Sweetie Belle's turn to serve as a platform, as both Apple Bloom and Babs Seed bent over her, resting their tummies on her back as she lay there, spent and soaked with cum. Unlike her sister, who had vastly more experience with pleasure, Sweetie Belle was utterly exhausted after Big Macintosh's treatment, or rather, to be more fair, her own treatment of herself on his cock, pushing herself to her limits, and then beyond without a care in the world.

Taking their presented posture and wiggling tushies as an open and obvious invitation, Big Macintosh squeezed and caressed each little teen's rump lovingly, taking his time, letting them feel his attention, letting them see his gentle expression when they looked over their shoulders, their eyes wide and excited at the prospect of getting what they'd seen their fellow Crusaders get. Bending forward, Big Macintosh took his time, delivering a slow, deep kiss first to Apple Bloom's cunny, and then to Babs', turning his head to the side to better work his tongue into the young teens' slits, stretching them with slow and expert care. Scootaloo's hymen hadn't been there, as Big Macintosh discovered when he first put a finger in her, likely lost during a scooter accident, or some other mishap in her active lifestyle while growing up. Sweetie Belle's hymen had been present, and somewhat thick to start, but she'd been so turned on and wet, and Big Macintosh had put so much time and effort into loosening her up and stretching her out, her cherry had popped without even a trickle of blood, Big Macintosh's professional ideal. Now presented with the virgin cunnies of his littlest sister and his cousin, Big Macintosh bent close, spreading their slick lower lips with his thumbs, letting him look over their well-perforated maidenheads. Of course, they were both already well-stretched from their active lifestyles, Applebloom's hymen almost nonexistent from her apple bucking training. Taking Sweetie Belle's virginity had been harder than Big Macintosh had let on. This...this would just be sweet.

[https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1035378 for what they look like from Big Macintosh's perspective]

Stallion's freedom, as it turned out, was short-lived. After all, he hadn't reckoned on Pinkie Pie!

"Mmph!" exclaimed the well-muscled warrior as, out of nowhere, and just as he'd pulled his stiff shaft free of Rarity, still dripping her juices and a trickle of his cum, his entire line of vision was suddenly engulfed by cotton-candy and fruit punch-flavored pink pussy! Pinkie's pussyslam sent Stallion stumbling back, his hands going up to grip her plush, bootylicious butt, his eyes looking upward as he worked his tongue into her with a will. Applejack just finished the slow backward fall with a quick whip of her ever-handy lasso, taking Stallion off his feet, laying him flat on the table next to Rarity, who was smiling happily in post-orgasmic bliss as she watched the show. Once Applejack had Stallion where she wanted him, she hopped up onto the table, and mounted him like a true cowgirl, taking him right to the roots with an eager grin.

"Yee-haw!" she cried in eagerness, waving her Stetson in the air as she started to ride Stallion good and hard and rough.

'These ponies are all crazy,' Stallion thought to himself. They were about the last properly coherent thoughts he had before he let himself be engulfed in Pinkie Pie's sugary sweet pink "pie," his hips bucking in time to Applejack's energetic bounces.

Thrust!

Big Macintosh marveled at how easily he squeezed into Apple Bloom's cunny. Just like that, she wasn't a virgin anymore, and he, her big brother, had been the one to pop her cherry. She moaned loudly in her sweet, high voice, squeezing Sweetie Belle's tushie (since she was resting on that part of her friend) tightly, making the other filly whine softly in her half-slumber. She moaned again, this time in protest, as Big Macintosh pulled out, then lined himself up with Babs Seed's needy slit.

Thrust!

"OOOOOH!"

Not a bit of pain, only pleasure, for her as well as him, as Babs' inner walls clenched down on Big Macintosh's member tightly, gripping him with immense eagerness, as though desperate not to let him go.

Soon, Big Macintosh built up a rhythm. It was easy to do, with two eager, willing fillies, pressed so tightly together, their cutie marks rubbing against each other with each thrust of his hips. He'd give one of the girls a good, deep shafting, letting her feel him as deep as he dared, then pulled out, his shaft glistening with her juices, only to plunge himself into the other filly, making her cute boobs bounce. Of course, Apple Bloom's breasts jiggled a lot more than Babs', who had much smaller nubs, the smallest of the four Crusaders, actually, going along with her generally tomboyish appearance. She was still filling out, and Big Macintosh was fairly certain Babs would get boobs before too much more time had passed, but he wasn't the sort to really mind: even if she'd been a boy, he'd have been enjoying himself just as much. Big Macintosh was pretty easygoing when it came to sex, and he'd long ago learned he was as casual about receiving as he was with giving.

Speaking of enjoying boys...as he shafted the two little Apples, Big Macintosh also leaned in close, and started to work his tongue into their tailholes. There was the tang of sweat, of course, with a little bit of musky tang, but nothing too bad, as the girls had all taken showers before the orgy, to make sure they'd be nice and squeaky clean for all the dirtiness they'd be enjoying later. He'd keep working a finger into both girls' tailholes, sometimes his index, sometimes his thumb, bit by bit stretching them open, getting them used to the feeling of something inside their adorable, rounded bottoms.

All that preparation came in really handy when Big Macintosh fit his dripping cockhead to the tense button of Apple Bloom's tailhole. Biting her lower lip, Apple Bloom looked back at her big brother...and nodded.

"Ngh!" she whined, feeling her tush stretched as he pushed in, the sensation not too bad, thankfully, because of how slick he'd gotten her tailhole and his shaft.

"How is it, Apple Bloom?" asked Babs, gulping as she leaned back, her eyes wide as she watched that big horsecock squeeze its way into her cousin's tiny backside, making her wonder how anything so big could possibly fit into anything so small.

"Full," grunted the little filly, wriggling as Big Macintosh started to thrust, nice and slow at first, letting her get used to his girth. "Really full! It's like...ooh!"

At that moment, Big Macintosh hooked one hand around his little sister's hip, fingers instantly and easily finding her lovebutton. As he started working her clitoris, sinking his fingers into her cunny as well, and started to pump, little Apple Bloom quickly got into the spirit of this new sort of penetration, and started pushing back.

Unlike her vagina, Big Macintosh found that, after some effort, he was able to fit himself all the way to the hilt in Apple Bloom's bottom. His hips soon began to make her heart-shaped buns bounce as his pace picked up, and his little sis was squealing under him, kicking her legs out to either side of his knees as he gave it to her, good and hard and fast and deep.

Finding Apple Bloom's G-spot with an inward-hooking finger, Big Macintosh grinned as she squealed again, this time nice and loud, before the cry was suddenly cut off as the pleasure got to be too much, and her whole body started to clench down and tighten up. Just before she became too tight for him to hold off his orgasm for two more thrusts, tops, Big Macintosh popped his cock out, letting it bob a few times, before he rested his other hand on top of his shaft, and guided it into place at Babs' bottom. The other filly moaned sweetly as Big Macintosh squeezed himself past her tense anal ring, and he blinked, then grinned as he realized that she'd cum just from having him stick his cock in her: Babs Seed, as it turned out, was a natural at anal sex.

One finger quickly became two, and Big Macintosh was soon stuffing both girls' quims, giving it to them hard and fast, making their juices gush around his invading digits as they trembled and thrust back into his thrusting hands. He wasn't going to last long, of course, not as close as he'd come with Apple Bloom, or as tight as Babs was right then. Not when she was cumming...not when she was squirting, her sweet voice filling Big Macintosh's ears right along with Apple Bloom's. On impulse, he leaned down over them, and extended his tongue. Immediately, both girls kissed the extended oral appendage, then began kissing Big Macintosh in a state close to drunkenness, they were so blissed out on endorphins and orgasms.

[http://www.redtube.com/15878 - watch out for popups on this site, and be sure to have the sound off if you're around people]

Pity he couldn't cum inside either of 'em, Big Macintosh thought to himself. Still, they were family, and he only came inside family when he was sure (or mostly so) that none of the unfortunate "side effects" of incest happened. Well, he might've thought they could be fortunate, but still, why take chances? They'd talked about it beforehand, which was why the girls had been expecting Big Mac's cock in their butts. And why, as his pleasure hit its peak, they eagerly lifted their bottoms high, moaning loudly to match his own deep, masculine grunts of peaking pleasure, as he started to squirt, painting both their bums with thick white stallion spunk. Almost before he'd finished cumming, they were turning around, and greedily licking up every last drop, getting his cock nice and clean. Somewhat reviving, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo crawled over, tired, but eager to help out, and get a taste of Big Macintosh's cum.

Across the room, Fluttershy was gasping softly, exclaiming "Oh...oh...oh" again and again in her gentle, breathy voice. The reason for her noises of pleasure was obvious, as she was presently lying on the floor of the ship's galley, her eyes alternating between watching the twin shows going on before her in the galley proper, and looking at Gilda as the lithe, muscular she-griffon scissored against Fluttershy's cunny, her flushed pink slit clasped tightly to Fluttershy's yellow one, almost as though their quims were kissing.

"I never...got a chance...to...apologize," grunted Gilda, putting most of the effort into frotting Fluttershy, though the exquisite, adorably shy former supermodel kept making these cute little sounds every time she did move that were so adorable, and which set off her predatory instincts so completely, Gilda couldn't help but forgive the other pony for being so passive. "For...being mean...to you...before. So...grrrr...I'm...sorry!"

At the last word, Fluttershy twisted her body just so, and their clitorises rubbed together. Instantly, Gilda's whole body stiffened up, while Fluttershy gave another gasp, this one with far more intensity than before.

"Oh...oh my," the beautiful yellow pony managed to get out. "Did I do that?"

"Dunno," said the heavily-panting griffoness, grinning toothily. "Let's see if it happens again!"

"Pretty hot, huh?" said Spitfire, doing her best to maintain professional poise, helped in no small part by the aviator's sunglasses she was wearing, but somewhat detracted from thanks to her otherwise total lack of clothing to cover her flaming yellow fur, which couldn't conceal how erect her bright orange nipples were, or the flushed state of her slightly darker yellow sex.

"Mmm," said Luna in soft assent, lingering in the background, using a little bit of her power to stay unobtrusive, a specialty Luna had long ago perfected to avoid taking attention away from her big sister at daytime events. Spitfire, of course, was exempt from the effect, since she was one of the direct servants to the Sisters, Celestia and Luna, as commander of their air force.

"You gonna tell 'em about all the cameras watching?" the Wonderbolts commander asked, glancing at the mist-tressed princess of the night, then quickly looking away, somehow not feeling comfortable seeing one of her sovereigns naked and aroused.

"No," Luna replied. "Pinkie Pie already knows, and some of the others would just be bothered by the revelation. Best not to interrupt, I believe."

"No kidding," agreed Spitfire. "Heh. Guess that explains why Krystal wanted me to get all that popcorn from the food synthesizers. They must be having a lot of fun up on the bridge."

Choices

*Superstation

Please choose one of the following - the winner will exclude the others (except option 1)

1) Cleanse Swift Wind. Thoroughly. -

(72% chance, 2 successes or 4 failures - he's pretty outnumbered...save for Evil-Lynn)

2) The Hordeswomen and Hordesmen join up and assault our heroes -

(60% chance of success, 3 successes or failures)

3) The Chimera come for everyone -

(55% chance of success, best of 3)

Immediate Character Additions

The Metallikats (http://swatkats.wikia.com/wiki/The_Metallikats) - 3

Sylvia (http://wanderoveryonder.wikia.com/wiki/Sylvia) - 3

*Desert City

a) Rescue mission! -

(65% chance of success, 3 successes or 4 failures - one member of the team will be caught on any failures)

b) The Pokemon Trade - What happens next? -

(65% chance of success, 3 successes or failures)

c) Leatherhead's trouble with the Baroness -

d) What's going on at another casino? (votes will keep building until one reaches 10, then a separate scene will take place there)

-Fat Cat's Casnio - a 20's-style speakeasy - 0

(There are 50/50 odds that either Tanya and Fieval will be ravished, or Gadget, Foxglove, and Tammy will be. The one who isn't ravished, however, will escape.)

-The Last Stop - a devil of a good time - 2

-The Mouse Trap - a pub with the best card games in Casino City - 0

-The Percheron - all-horse review, actually a pretty safe spot - 0

-The Pyramid - what are our friends up to? - 0

-Treasure Island - pirate-themed, and pirate-attended - 0

Immediate Party Additions:

Black Orchid (http://killerinstinct.wikia.com/wiki/B.Orchid) - 3

Guilmon (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Guilmon) - 4

Henry Wong (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Henry_Wong) - 2

Lopmon (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Lopmon) - 1

Rouge the Bat (http://archiesonic.wikia.com/wiki/Rouge_the_Bat) - 3

Takato Matsuki (http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Takato_Matsuki) - 4