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The following is a work of fiction and parody. The characters are derivitive of characters in the original works parodied. This story containes adult themes and should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18.

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HOME ALONE

"Hey, move over. Quit hogging the whole couch!" grumbled Cinnamon

Clover shook her head, her light blue mane bouncing back and forth. "I was here first. I get the middle seat!"

"Only because you used super-speed," insisted the green furred unicorn. "You know the rules... No super powers in the living room."

"Well, you tried to teleport," Cassia pointed out, her pink wings fluttering rapidly as she hovered above the couch.

"That doesn't count," insisted Cinnamon. "I was in the kitchen, not the living room when I used my powers."

"Well, you missed your 'port' and I got here first," replied Clover, "So there!" She stuck out her light blue tongue at her sister.

"Where did you wind up?" asked the pink furred Pegasus

"The fish pond in the backyard," Cinnamon groused.

"I was wondering why you were wet from the waist down. You should practice more, just like the professor said."

"Cinnamon had an ax-e-dent," chanted Clover in a mocking, singsong voice.

"I'll show you an accident!" the green pony yelled, launching herself, horn first, at the equine. There was a bluish blur of motion and Clover was on the far side of the room. "Missed me!" she chanted once more.

Cinnamon smiled wickedly and settled into the spot vacated by her sister.

"Hey! That was MY seat!

"You want it back?"

Clover shook her head. "Not now... it's all wet! I hate wet!"

"Oh Girls!" The three anthrop ponies looked over at the doorway leading into the dining room. A tall, thin, gray haired man stood there looking at them. He wore a white lab coat with blue and gold thaumaturgical symbols along its collar and base. "I'm going across the street for a couple of hours to see if I can get a bit of nitric acid from Mrs. Vorragone's blue drake. Why don't you watch one of your DVDs while I'm gone?"

"Okay Professor," Cassia said. She was always the spokes-pony for the group.

"Oh, and Cassia?"

"Yes Professor?"

"No flying in the living room."

"Yes Professor," she sighed, settling gently on the far end of the couch. The human smiled and strolled out the front door, a two-gallon mason jar under his arm. The door closed firmly behind him.

"I'll get the movie!" Clover announced, vanishing in a streak of blue fur. She returned seconds later and dropped a disc into the player then pressed the load button and took a seat next to Cinnamon, piling pillows between them so she wouldn't get wet.

"What'd you get?" Cassia asked.

"BAMBI!" the blue pony squealed happily.

"Not again!" groaned the unicorn. "We saw that just last week."

"I LIKE Bambi," Clover insisted. "Besides, it's not the same one.

"It's not?" asked the Pegasus.

"Nope. It's a sequel."

"What's it called?" Cinnamon asked.

"Bambi and the Cheerleaders."

"Never heard of it," Cassia replied, leaning back against the arm of the couch.

"It has to be good." Clover asserted. "I got it out of the Professor's collection." The display came to life and a message scrolled across the screen. CONTINUE FROM LAST STOP. The blue pony dug the remote out from its hiding place in the cushions and pressed the play button. The screen flickered slightly and images began dancing across the T.V. set. In moments, all three ponies were sitting on the couch; their mouths open in surprise.

"When did Bambi become a girl and where's her fur?" asked a puzzled Clover.

"Is it really possible to put something that big in there?" asked an amazed Cassia.

"Oooh! That looks fun. Can we try it?" asked an excited Cinnamon.

They continued watching for several minutes, each becoming more and more aroused by the images on the tube. The green furred unicorn looked over at her two sisters. They had, like her, pushed aside their panties and were gently rubbing at their mounds as they stared intently at the television. A sweet, musky smell began filling the room.

An evil grin washed across Cinnamon's face. She stopped pawing herself, closed her eyes and focused, taking a few seconds to build the necessary image in her mind. Confidently she reached out to touch both Cassia and Clover. All three ponies vanished in a slight pop of air, reappearing an inch or so above the bed in their room, sans clothing. They plopped gently down, Cassia's eyes wide in surprise.

"WHAT THE..."

She was cut off in mid sentence as Cinnamon leaned over and gave her a deep, intense open-mouthed kiss, gently brushing her light green tongue against hers. The unicorn reached down and continued pawing at her sister's mound. The pegasus moaned, her nostrils flaring slightly as she drew in a heated breath of air.

Cinnamon's mouth danced its way down her sister's neck, her prehensile lips finally coming to rest against Cassia's firm, perky breasts. She began suckling on them, first one then the other, her tongue fluttering back and forth until the nipples were erect. All the while she continued massaging the pegasus' clit.

"Hey, no fair!" whined Clover softly. "I wanna play too."

In response Cassia grabbed her sister's long, blue horse's tail and pulled her down so her mound was level with her lips. She began licking and stroking on Clover, sending shivers up her spine. The equine in turn pushed her own mouth down between Cinnamon's legs. There, she began blowing against the unicorn's slit, then gently pushing the folds aside with her hands and flicking her tongue in and out.

Cinnamon bucked once, then dove between Cassia's legs and started aggressively licking and suckling on her mound.

Cassia nickered, her whole body shuddering as a sweet, honey flavored liquid began trickling from her cunt. In response, the pegasus drove her tongue between Clover's folds, brushing and lapping at her inner walls. The blue pony's body shook and bucked and she released her own vanilla scented nectar, which Cassia happily lapped up.

Clover, gentler than the others, took Cinnamon's nub between her lips and began firmly suckling on it like a teat, running her tongue around and across it. Within seconds, the unicorn tremored violently, arching her back. Her juices flowed in a gush across Clover's chin and pony opened her mouth to taste the tangy, sweet flavor of her sister.

Cinnamon squealed into Cassia's folds, sending vibrations through the pink pegasus' body that triggered yet another orgasmic wave. The game now became a contest between the three sisters, to see how many times they could get each other off. Time and time again the room filled with the muffled squeaks, moans, screams, whinnies of the ponies as they played this new game. When at last they finished, they lay cuddled together, blissfully sleeping, unaware and uncaring as to who had won.

A door opened downstairs and a warm, happy voice called out. "Girls! I'm home... What are your clothes doing all over the couch, and why is the television... OH MY GAWD!"

The End