“Well, I don’t care how everyone else is gonna vote!” Rainbow Dash beamed, sitting on one edge of the table with Applejack right beside her. “AJ and I don’t care who ends up King and Queen, we’re just there to have fun and show everyone how awesome we are!”

 “That’s right.” Applejack beamed, and held up her hand as it sat entwined with Dash’s own. The two had been a lot more upfront about their shared attraction since the events in the locker room that day, and when Friday came it’d be more obvious than ever that they were a constant, ongoing couple within Canterlot High’s halls. “Ain’t no one makes more of an impact than Rainbow Dash, no matter how royal they are!”

 “Aww, shucks, I’m only nearly this awesome because of you, AJ!” Rainbow Dash beamed, leaning against her girlfriend with a wide smile on her face. “You inspire me! Together we can do all kinds of awesome things, like what we did to Twilight last night!” The enormous blush that erupted on Twilight’s cheeks was, thankfully, ignored for the most part. Instead, the group of friends were instead forced to watch as Dash and Applejack leaned in close, rubbing their noses together as they continued to talk in sweet, bubbly terms.

 No one at the table had ever really expected the two of them to be so...sappy, but the proof was right there on the surface. When they weren’t helping themselves to Twilight’s holes in a lewd bit of decadence, they were fawning over each other like a pair of lovestruck rabbits. That thought alone made Sunset Shimmer turn her head to the other end of the lunch table, and she smiled as she saw Fluttershy balancing a tiny cube of green jello on the end of her spoon. She was just about to nibble it down when Sunset Spoke, and she flinched in surprise so suddenly and swiftly that the little treat of gelatin went toppling back into its place on her tray.

 “Fluttershy, you said you’re going with Trixie, right?” She asked, arching a brow with a smile spread across her features. “I didn’t even know you two liked each other. What are you doing? Maybe we can all carpool?”

 “Oh! Uh...uhm…” Fluttershy blinked, her cheeks darkening as she scooped up her jello treat once more. She popped it into her mouth and chewed it for far longer than was necessary; clearly doing little more than buying herself time while she thought of a response. “Uh...well...Trixie and I are...we’re going to…” She bit down on her bottom lip, before tilting her head and looking at Sunset. “Wait, Sunset, who are you going with?”

 That would work! For the moment the heat was off Fluttershy, for it seemed like the young woman wasn’t even about to reveal to her friends just what her Fall Formal plans entailed. All they knew so far was that it involved Trixie in some way, but none of them were even sure if they’d see them at the party. Thankfully; though, the question Fluttershy offered put the heat on Sunset Shimmer, and the young woman’s cheeks darkened noticeable at the question.

 “Oh, well…” She let her eyes cast around the group of her friends, from Fluttershy on one end to Dash and Applejack at the other, with Rarity and Twilight Sparkle sitting directly across from her. She let her eyes linger on the nerdy Twilight’s face for a moment, and she forced a brave smile before she spoke up once more. “I mean...I should probably not take anyone. Considering what happened last time? I think that Canterlot High has had enough of Fall Formal Queen Sunset Shimmer.”

 It was a bittersweet admission, but almost all of the girls at the table understood. The only one that hadn’t been there for those dark events was Twilight Sparkle herself, and she responded in kind with a soft, sensitive look to her friend and a slow stretch forward of one of her legs. Underneath the table, hidden from the sight of the others, she let her foot wrapped in her polished school shoe move idly up and down the back of Sunset’s calf. A small note of affection, even if she didn’t bother to vocalize it. It was enough to make Sunset Shimmer smile, putting on a brave face for the next voice to arrive to the table.

 “Well, while Applejack and Rainbow Dash and the rest of you might not care about the titles-” Rarity began haughtily, lifting her nose as she stretched one hand out. She let her arm wrap about Twilight’s shoulders, pulling the timid young woman near and smiling wider and wider. “-Twilight Sparkle and I won’t be satisfied with anything less than victory! They’ll need to rebrand it as the Princesses of the Fall Formal, or better yet, the Queens! Ohhh, can you imagine?! The two of us on stage, looking as elegant as possible, underneath all the applause and adulation from our friends?! You all must remember to applaud extra loud for us!”

 Her enthusiasm was endearing, as it always was. She even let one hand move up to Twilight’s chin, holding it there in place just long enough to give the nerdy, timid young woman a big, affectionate kiss on the cheek. Once that smooch was planted she giggled like a true evil mastermind, turning her attention back to her friends as she still held Twilight near.

 “I’m just so thankful that Twilight agreed to come with me!” She raved merrily. “Obviously the line of boys waiting to ask me to the formal stretched all the way to Crystal Prep, but I couldn’t imagine it going well! After all, those boys are all hands. They’d be unable to resist once they see how radiant I look in my dress.”

 “Uh...Rarity?” Twilight Sparkle giggled, finally speaking up amongst her friends. She was wearing a bright blush across her cheeks, a vibrant color lining her purple skin as she leaned forward a little. Her voice was sweet and tender, and though she hated to point out Rarity’s hypocrisy, it was simply too obvious to resist. “You...don’t want to date the boys because they’re all hands? You’re, uh...you’re trying to get into my panties right now.” Sure enough, though one of Rarity’s arms was around Twilight’s waist, the other had dropped underneath the table and slinked underneath the hem of her skirt. She had been close; wonderfully close, but when Twilight Sparkle called her out on it all of her friends had a merry, happy laugh. Rarity pulled her hand back with the promise she’d return it later, Sunset Shimmer gazed at the pair for a prolonged moment, Fluttershy scooped up another mouthful of jello, and Applejack and Rainbow Dash continued their baby talk. Through the laughter and the smiles and the affection Twilight Sparkle just sat in the center of it, absorbing all the happiness she could as she was surrounded by her friends.

 She smiled all the time these days, and it was moments like that afternoon which made her grin. Her and her dear six friends, the six girls that always made her smile. One, two, three, four, five--

 “Hey, where’s Pinkie Pie, anyway?” Twilight Sparkle blinked, looking from side to side. She moved a hand down underneath the table to once more pry Rarity’s fingers away from the inside of her thighs, and turned her attention to Sunset Shimmer. “I thought she was going to join us!”

 “Oh, she said she would, but she needed to ask someone to the Fall Formal first.” Sunset Shimmer smiled. It was a question that only rested in the air for a few brief seconds, long enough for Pinkie to drop from the sky as was her usual style. She didn’t fall to the table with her friends; however, but instead popped up right in the middle of the cafeteria, holding a megaphone which Principal Celestia had confiscated from her at least a dozen times.

 Somehow, she always got it back.

 “Heeeey, everyone! Don’t have a date for the Fall Formal?! Don’t be grumpy, don’t be grouchy, Pinkie will go with you!” She giggled, and threw a heavy cloud of confetti into the air before pointing through the room. “Derpy! We can dance if you want to! Big Mac! Let’s meet by the punch bowl and dish! Vinyl Scratch! You and me can make some by-ooooootiful music together!”

 It was just like Pinkie to invite the entire school to the Fall Formal, and her friends all giggled at the table. They shared fond smiles with one another while Pinkie went on and on, boasting about how she’d make sure that absolutely nobody was lonely at the dance, and that everyone would have a good time. After all, that was what she did!

 “She’s so sweet.” Twilight Sparkle observed, smiling wide as she gazed at Pinkie in the distance. The other girls all nodded, before Sunset Shimmer spoke up with a simple, flat tone.

 “She is.” She mused, her chin resting in her hand. “...she better stay away from Vinyl Scratch, though. I’m pretty sure one of these days Octavia is going to knock her lights out.”

 Across the room, Vinyl Scratch was clapping and smiling silently at all of Pinkie’s joyful glee, and one seat over her gray skinned girlfriend was clearly, clearly not amused.

 The night of the Fall Formal turned out to be every bit as magical as Twilight had hoped. She had never been to a school dance before outside of stuffy Crystal Prep affairs, and all of them had always been a matter of harsh decorum without any real...what was the word? Fun. But as soon as she stepped foot in the gymnasium only to see the brightly colored streamers, the balloons hanging high in the air, and the sight of everyone dancing and smiling she knew she was in for an entirely different experience. From wall to wall the other students were enjoying themselves, and Twilight quickly took quick stock of all of her friends that had already made it. Pinkie Pie was the most obvious, sitting on the refreshment table with one knee crossed over the other and the punch bowl sitting in her lap. She was doling out drinks to everybody that came near, and at random she seemed to be leaning forward and giving some of her visitors a big kiss on the cheek. It was all innocent; at least openly so, but Twilight could only imagine what was going on underneath the hem of Pinkie’s brightly colored, downright gaudy outfit. Her friend was a bit of an exhibitionist and a real craven young woman when it came to attention at parties, so she could only imagine that every time she poured a drink or kissed some unsuspecting dancer on the cheek, her cock was aching within the confines of her panties.

 Not so subtle was Rainbow Dash and Applejack, who were firmly fulfilling the role of the “too cool for this” students. At the far end of the gym they sat near the folded up bleachers, Applejack sitting on her rear while Dash was straddling her lap. Their arms were around each other and they were fondly gazing into each other’s eyes, only every so often glancing out towards the rest of the crowd and taking stock. There were caresses and kisses within the darkness of the gym, but for the most part neither woman seemed particularly interested in joining the actual party. They hadn’t even worn dresses; a fact that would’ve thrown Rarity into an absolute tizzy if she hadn’t been so focused on her own glorious garment for the evening.

 Fluttershy had yet to be seen by Twilight Sparkle’s sharp eyes, though she soon saw and waved to Sunset Shimmer at the far end by the refreshment table. The sweet young woman was wearing a simple black dress that hung across her without accenting any of her angles, clearly making a bid to forget about what she had done in the past. Every now and again one of the students would give her a suspicious look, and she simply recoiled and drifted towards friendlier waters. If she would’ve ignored the Fall Formal outright it would’ve been clearly admitting defeat, but from the looks of it she was playing the role of a wallflower with almost perfect accuracy. Twilight was about to move towards her, to invite her friend over, but her attention was quickly torn away by the most eye catching woman at the Fall Formal: her own date.

 She had ridden along with Rarity to the dance, but it wasn’t until they were in the gym and Rarity grabbed her date’s wrist that Twilight was fully struck with just how gorgeous the purple haired woman was. She had thrown her all into her dress; a beautiful blend of sea green and gold, accented with lace across her hands and smooth dark stockings over her legs, all spun together with tantalizing threads that accented her bust and gave small peaks at her beautiful, flawless white flesh. She had been made up and decorated like never before, and even Twilight Sparkle found herself with a tightening throat and a distracted gaze as she regarded the other woman. When Rarity’s voice flowed forward Twilight made sure to listen, as did most everyone else within earshot.

 “Twilight, darling, we simply must enjoy dancing as soon as possible.” Rarity beamed, and threaded her fingers in with Twilight’s as she started to walk. Twilight more or less floated behind her friend, enchanted by her grace and her beauty and eager to do anything she desired. “We simply look marvelous, dear, and I won’t be satisfied until every last person in the school knows it!”

 It was true; marvelous was an understatement for how they looked. For as beautiful as Rarity appeared in her dress it was merely a refining of an already graceful model; the transformation that had overtaken Twilight Sparkle that evening had been something truly stunning. The girl’s pleated skirt and knee socks weren’t making an appearance that evening, nor was her ponytail that so often failed to flatter her properly. They were replaced instead by a sheer silver outfit that caressed along her purple body, another masterpiece crafted by Rarity’s keen vision and her precise fingers. It was a silky number that gripped Twilight Sparkle like a second skin; smooth and elegant and so light that it made the young woman feel like she was nearly naked. Long slits went up each side of her legs to show off a nearly dress code violating amount of skin, and her arms were left fully exposed as spaghetti straps crossed her shoulders and danced along a low sweeping back. Through crossed threads someone could see the entire narrow slope of Twilight’s purple back, just until the dimples above her waist appeared. Complete with hair that had been straightened down and smoothed back in a sweeping and refined wave, and it was a Twilight Sparkle that no one at the school had ever seen. The only reminder of the girl she was deep inside, the clue to the nerdiness that hid within her gorgeous shell, was the pair of glasses that remained perched upon her nose.

 Rarity had fought to leave them behind, but...by the same token, it was indeed important that her date for the evening could see. How else would she be awestruck by how beautiful they both looked together?!

 Rarity and Twilight Sparkle took the dance floor early in the formal, moving together as Rarity prepared to lead them. They hadn’t even greeted their friends before doing so, but soon nearly every eye there was upon them. Few names at a dance could muster quite so much attention as Rarity and Twilight; one being the premiere fashionista that was known for making things truly gorgeous, and the other carrying the namesake of the woman that had saved them twice over. It didn’t matter if it wasn’t the same Twilight...that name alone meant all eyes would be on her and that sheer, silver dress.

 And underneath the gaze of dozens upon dozens of students, Rarity pulled herself close and danced with her date. She let one hand fit neatly into Twilight’s grip as their two bodies came together, and their eyes met fondly as they started to move along to the slow, romantic music filling the air. The two girls had already made the decision that their presence at the dance was purely as friends; two young women that were already quite close freely acknowledging that though they adored each other, romance wasn’t something that was meant to enter the equation. Their certain...benefits notwithstanding, both women adhered to that even while they danced. It made Twilight blush with a great joy as she was taken through the dance floor with Rarity, one arm draped against her shoulder and one fit into her hand, but even as they weaved and moved through the crowds her fondness for the fashionista was purely from a place of friendship. Even when the songs went slower and sweeter, and they all but stopped moving entirely on the dance floor and replaced their movement with a gentle swaying back and forth, the bond between them was unmuddied by feelings of romance.

 They know exactly where they stood with each other, and they were both comfortable with that knowledge. It was a good feeling for Twilight; especially considering how much she had fumbled with herself and how people saw her back at Crystal Prep. With all of her new friends at Canterlot High she shared the same friendly relationship, adoring being at their side while keeping her head clear of anything deeper. Sure, they all made wonderful use of her holes, but there was still a large difference in how Rainbow Dash looked at her and how she looked at Applejack. Especially right at that moment, where the two were still sitting near the bleachers gazing into one another’s eyes.

 “Psssst! You two look...amazing!” Pinkie Pie’s voice chimed in from the side, enough to draw the attention of both Rarity and Twilight. Twilight lifted her head from Rarity’s shoulder and beheld her friend with a smile, grinning wide at the sight of Pinkie’s current dance partners. Plural. Though it was a slow dance she was moving with a small crowd; her arms around four different people as they all swayed along with her. Blueberry Cake, Photo Finish, and Cherry Crash were all moving along with her in a circle, and smack dab in the middle the blonde head of Derpy could be seen spinning around as the pivot point of their dance. Pinkie Pie giggled as she drifted past Rarity and Twilight, winking to them as she did so. “I think you’re gonna be King and Queen! Everyone I been dancin’ with says they’re voting for y-heeeheeeheee! That tickles!” Her attention quickly snapped back to her dance circle, for reasons that were certainly evident.

 “Did you hear that, Twilight?!” Rarity brought Twilight’s attention forward, and as soon as the young woman looked before her she was surprised by the sheer, excited size of Rarity’s eyes. Not only that, but as soon as the notion that they might win the titles was floated before them, Twilight could feel something pressing against her from the tight embrace between them. Rarity had been grabby literally all night long, but it wasn’t until mention of those Fall Formal crowns came up that she could actively feel the other girl throb against her. “We might win! Ohhh he he he he! C’mon! We need to talk about this!”

 She snatched ahold of Twilight’s wrist and pulled her quickly from the dance floor. While they moved Twilight shivered again at the sheer feeling of her dress; feeling practically naked with its slender fabric against her and doubly so when they were moving fast. She didn’t resist Rarity’s pull, and a laugh slipped from the back of her throat as they went to “talk” about that turn of events.

 Talk. Right.

 Twilight gasped as she was lifted up onto the sink, her rump sitting neatly atop it as her own legs stretched out. She didn’t hesitate to move them up and around Rarity’s waist, drawing them tightly about her frame and squeezing as the two of them came together. Once more she could feel Rarity’s cock pressed up against her though now it was much more intimate, practically squeezed atop her folds and so hungry, so ready to go inside that Twilight was amazed they hadn’t hit that point already. Rarity, driven by her fondness for Twilight and her delight at the possibility of winning the titles, had simply pushed forward and drawn the other girl into a deep and passionate kiss.

 The sound of muffled joy from between them filled the room, their tongues wiggling back and forth and their hands moving up to grope at each other. Rarity had been stealing squeezes all night but now she threw all caution to the wind, one hand moving up to grip along Twilight’s breast while the other slid underneath her rear on the sink, taking a tight fistful and locking against it. A rush of heat and delight crossed Twilight’s features at the semi-public display; it certainly wouldn’t of been the first time she’d been fucked in that bathroom by one of her friends, but it was definitely the first time there were so many people just down the hall. The thought made her quiver with an arousal she couldn’t possibly deny, but to play the part of the responsible girl she still found herself offering Rarity a gentle protest.

 “R..Rarity...there’s so many people in the gym…” She hissed through the kiss, though made no true attempt to stop it. Just as she pushed against Rarity’s shoulders her legs tightened, hooked against the girl’s back and making it impossible to break away. “We’ll definitely get caught…”

 “Darling, you underestimate my designs.” Rarity whispered back in return, and she let her hand leave Twilight’s breast to drift down along her outfit. The various spaghetti straps that crossed along the silver outfit were easy to pull aside and tug free, and as Twilight soon realized they had been placed with perfect precision for the passions of the dressmaker herself. It was already starting to feel loose as Rarity tugged the little threads, and the fashionista’s voice confirmed what Twilight already expected. “Your outfit isn’t just meant to accent your natural beauty, dear...it’s so I can fuck you with ease, and nobody else will be the wiser…” Twilight, with her head spinning and lust running through her, simply nodded and pulled Rarity’s shoulders tighter.

 “...then do it, Rarity.” She begged, desperate for that moment. Since the weeks began in which she had become the willing slut of all of her friends, Twilight had truly become ravenous. From the several meetings a day to the sleepovers and the parties, she had fallen deeply into that web of lust and had absolutely no desire to pull herself out. To her knowledge the girls were still having that contest of theirs; a contest to see who could breed Twilight Sparkle first, and still none of them had mentioned it. She assumed that only Applejack was innocent in the matter; likely believing the original lie that none of them could get her pregnant. Otherwise? All bets had been off on their purple new friend, and Twilight had been a willing participant in it even without their knowledge. And she had loved every minute of it. Every cock that went inside of her, every drop of cum that filled her...being the wanton fuckslut of her six friends had become a calling for Twilight Sparkle that she never would have expected. And it was time to get fucked again.

 She kissed Rarity with that uncontrollable passion, and felt more and more of those straps pulled free. Soon they’d have the room through their dresses for Rarity to ease herself inside, and once more they’d feel that overwhelming pleasure take them. Rarity’s beautiful white cock would fit snugly inside of her once more, and with a moan of excitement Twilight realized that all too soon, she’d be dancing in the gym with a heavy creampie filling her up. That alone was worth the tremble of excitement that made her lock her legs even harder around Rarity’s waist.

 When one of the bathroom stalls opened; however, the noise was enough to send them both gasping. Rarity and Twilight alike broke the kiss as they looked across the room, their cheeks darkened and their lips connected by a messy ribbon of spit. Twilight clutched closely to her date for protection and Rarity similarly held her near, fulfilling her duty as Twilight’s date to keep her nice and safe. What they saw across the room leaving the stall was nothing to fear; however, and soon they gave a softened look at the young woman that slipped out.

 “Hi everyone, uh…” Fluttershy fidgeted, looking at the two with a blush of her own. “You’re...uh...you’re enjoying the dance?” The young woman was dressed in her own smooth outfit of a light green, a pretty dress that accented her curves and cut low across her breasts. There was a noticeable bulge at the front of her dress where her own member was throbbing deeply, but considering what she had just listened to that was no true surprise. As her hands gave Twilight’s body a little more slack and her member pressed down against the other girl’s body she offered a gentle laugh, her cheeks dark and a line of sweat across her brow.

 “Fluttershy, darling, you practically scared the living daylights out of us.” She laughed, then gazed towards Twilight. “Twilight, dear, I trust you wouldn’t be opposed to letting Fluttershy share our moment of victory?”

 “Of course not, Fluttershy.” Twilight smiled, and held out an outstretched hand. “Let me give you a blowjob, clearly Trixie isn’t doing her part if you’re that hard.” Fluttershy, despite the invitation, only blushed an even deeper shade.

 “Oh...uh...the thing is, uh…” She bit down on her bottom lip, and gave a little nervous swallow. Idly she started to lift up that green dress, inching it up bit by bit along her slender yellow legs. By the time it came up to her waist both Twilight and Rarity were treated to one hell of a sight; Fluttershy’s cock under a bit of intense bondage. A cock ring was situated at the base of her shaft that strapped across her waist to keep it in place, and along the side of that strap was a locked padlock to make sure she couldn’t remove it. Her tip oozed with a line of pre, and as Rarity and Twilight watched with darkening cheeks they could even make out the sight of a tiny leather cage strapped around the weight of Fluttershy’s sack. It was pretty clear that even if she wanted to play, she wouldn’t be able to bring it to conclusion.

 “Fluttershy!” Rarity gasped, her cheeks darkening. “Did Trixie do that to you?!”

 “Uh, n-no, our Mistress did.” Fluttershy admitted. “Trixie is...well…” With that, the young woman’s hand moved back to the stall, and she opened the door much wider this time. What was sitting there waiting for their gaze was enough to send both Rarity and Twilight Sparkle into a state of shock, their eyes opening and their mouths hanging at what they saw. It was certainly Trixie; the blue flesh and the silver hair was a clear indication, but otherwise it would’ve been hard to tell. The young woman was positioned squarely on the toilet with the lid slapped down, her body tied and bound and her entire figure a testament to harsh, fierce bondage.

 Her legs were spread and her knees lifted, the result of leather straps leading to hooks that clung to the top edge of the bathroom stall. Her feet had been tied flat to her thighs as her knees were bent, ensuring that even if she got free she could only waddle about. Her hands were bound behind her back and her nipples were given a unique punishment; each one stuck with a clamp that was connected by a chain to a heavy magnet. Each magnet stuck to opposite sides of the wall, ensuring Trixie’s breasts were spread and her nipples sore. She wore a ring gag in her mouth that forced it open while stealing her ability to talk, her mouth trapped in an “O” shape that could do little more than drool across her otherwise exposed, naked form. The blindfold that crossed over her eyes was the least kinky thing about her outfit, but the nose hooks that crossed over the top of her head and pulled her nose into a piglike state certainly weren’t. And across her naked frame, on the inside of her thighs and across her smooth belly, words had been written in a dark purple shade of lipstick.

 “Free whore” on one thigh. “Bring your boyfriend” on her belly. And on the opposite thigh, the words “Creampies welcome” were written in a delicate font. Once Rarity and Twilight Sparkle had a chance to look at the sight Fluttershy finally spoke up once more, stepping up with a smile and her own bound, throbbing cock.

 “Uh, would you like to use her? Either of us?” She beamed, blushing. “Mistress said anyone gets to fuck Trixie, but no one gets to fuck me. But I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if it was one of my friends…”

 “...Fluttershy, are you trying to get punished?” Rarity blinked, her eyes open at the revelation. Fluttershy stammered and blushed even brighter at the implication, and she shrunk back towards the bound and helpless Trixie. Rarity just chuckled a little after stumbling across Fluttershy’s timid attempt to upset her mistress, whoever that might have been, and finally gazed back at Twilight. “I...actually think Twilight and I should return to the dance. Don’t you, dear?”

 “I think so.” Twilight spoke up, smiling as she started to wiggle off the sink. She and Rarity both stood up once more before bidding their farewells to Twilight, realizing that the new awkwardness in the moment had ruined their mood briefly. As they started to walk from the bathroom hand-in-hand once more Fluttershy called out after them, a hand stretching out and her cock flopping back and forth within its ring as she did so.

 “Make sure to tell everyone to come in and fuck us! Especially me!”

 As her friends left the room Fluttershy folded her arms across her chest, gazing over towards the ultimately bound Trixie who was drooling from her mouth and the glistening layer of arousal on her nethers.

 “...lucky.” Fluttershy pouted cutely. “Mistress always gives you the best jobs.”

 Back on the dance floor, Rarity and Twilight enjoyed a lovely evening for the rest of the Fall Formal. Though they had openly speculated on just who Fluttershy’s mistress was they didn’t allow it to occupy much of their thoughts; after all, each one of them was with the perfect date to enjoy such a great evening. They returned to the dance floor and held each other close, and though their passions didn’t grow quite so intense that they retired to a corner to enjoy each other, Rarity had continued to be shameless in how much she appreciated Twilight’s body. Those wandering fingers and gripping palms were all the more intimate when Twilight was left dealing with the sheer fabric of her dress; not to mention the fact that Rarity had admitted that it was designed with “easy access” in mind. Would Rarity suddenly strip her down and claim her right there on the dance floor? Sometimes, under the weight of all she had experienced so far, Twilight Sparkle had to wonder.

 Together the two made the most charming spectacle of themselves; sweeping through the dance floor utilizing a combination of Rarity’s grace and Twilight Sparkle’s unique star power. Whether it was the good will that Equestria’s Twilight had spawned or the dubious nature in which this Twilight entered Canterlot High, there were few women in the school whose name was quite so recognized. It made it all the more impactful when she shook hands, smiled to the other students at the school, and simply...enjoyed an evening unlike she had ever known. The lights and colors, the music, the food, the friendship...it was almost perfect. The only thing that ever soured the evening for Twilight was when she’d look across the room to see Sunset Shimmer talking with a few friends or standing around by the refreshment table. She didn’t look sad or even disappointed, but Twilight could never quite shake the notion that it must have been awfully lonely there. As a woman that had once caused near cataclysmic problems for Canterlot High, she could certainly relate.

 As the evening went on such thoughts were pushed from her mind; however, overtaken by the sheer joy and beauty in the evening. It was hard to look at Rarity and refuse a smile; despite how beautiful the fashionista had been made up that evening, she practically radiated joy with every stem. This was her element, a chance for her to shine, a moment in which everyone could look at Rarity and regard her as the most beautiful, stylish, and regal girl at school. Words that Rarity herself might use, but just because they were arrogant it didn’t mean they weren’t true. And never had Rarity felt such joy or vindication than the final few moments of evening.

 “Okay, class, everyone listen up.” Principal Celestia was the very image of a cool teacher, and that evening was no different. Unlike her sister and the other chaperones she hadn’t bothered to wear a fancy dress, instead wearing a pair of jeans and the same Canterlot High jersey that she tended to wear underneath her blazer. She had pulled her hair back into a ponytail and more than a few times students had whispered that they had caught her moving around on the dance floor, up to and including bouncing around with Pinkie Pie as she weaved through the crowd. So many of the teachers at Canterlot High were beautiful, but there were few that seemed to connect so well with their students. A lazy grin spread over Celestia’s lips as she pulled an envelope from her jacket, waving it around while all eyes remained on her. “I have here the winner of the Fall Formal King and Queen. When I call your name, come on up and get your crowns, and prepare for one hell of a lot of applause!”

 From what Twilight Sparkle could tell it was casual swearing, amongst other things, that helped make Principal Celestia her so darned cool. Or, so damned cool.

 “Twilight, this is it!” Rarity made a noise of excitement, pressing against her date and clutching her tight. A look of panic and fear crossed Rarity’s features underneath a blanket of anticipation, and it was clear in that moment just how much that title meant to her. Her fingers drew in hard against Twilight Sparkle and for the first time she wasn’t merely squeezing the girl’s ass or her breast but her shoulders; clutching to the purple skinned girl in clear need of support. “Oh, it’s time! It’s time! I...I don’t know if I can bear to listen!”

 Rarity moved in so close to Twilight that she buried her face against the other girl’s shoulder, closing her eyes tight and growing tense as Principal Celestia spoke. For her part Twilight Sparkle merely turned to offer her dear friend comfort; to celebrate with her if they won, and to hold her if by some chance they failed. Either way, she imagined there’d be tears, and either way she fully expected that Rarity would need a great deal of intimate affection in the next few minutes. She was nearly as tense as Rarity as the names were called, and though Twilight herself didn’t much care for titles or crowns, she was finding herself deeply invested in ensuring that Rarity got exactly what she dreamed of.

 “And here we go…” Principal Celestia smirked, opening the envelope and glancing over the names. She let it purposely hang in the air to keep the crowd nice and tense, completely unaware that every second she waited Rarity was clawing deeper and deeper marks in Twilight Sparkle’s poor arm. “...well, no King and Queen this year, it looks like we’ve got two of a kind with Queen Twilight Sparkle and Queen Rarit-”

 The rest of her word was quickly drowned out by the sound of applause, noise not only from the crowd at large but from the ecstatic sound of Rarity’s, well, screech. The young woman practically writhed in joy at the announcement and together she and Twilight Sparkle moved up to the stage, every motion from Rarity a bouncy delight as she did so. She didn’t even get fully on the stage before her eyes were running and lines of mascara marked her cheeks, and when she got near Principal Celestia she outright hugged the older woman, practically leaping into her arms. It was enough to make the crowd laugh and cheer even louder, and as she was embraced Celestia moved to perch the crown atop of Rarity’s pretty purple head.

 “Heh, there you go, dear. That’s...That’s enough. Uh...Twilight? Could you get your date off of me, please?” The older woman looked a little flustered from the sudden embrace; Rarity’s happy screeching continuing as she more or less buried her face against the older woman’s bust. Twilight Sparkle moved to do just that, peeling her friend away and stammering an apology as she did so.

 “S-Sorry, Principal Celestia! She’s just excited! We...We both are!” Granted, compared to Rarity’s enthusiasm, she sounded bored. “Whoo...hoo?”

 Celestia just beamed, and after crowning Twilight Sparkle in kind she moved to the side of the stage to let the winners sit under the applause coming their way. She stood alongside her sister Vice Principal Luna, grinning wide at the younger woman and even giving her a little elbow in the ribs. She cupped her hand and whispered something to her sister while the two Queens celebrated, and it was enough to force a deep blush across Luna’s cheeks as she stood there regal and stoic.

 That whisper didn’t matter; at least not to Rarity or Twilight Sparkle. All that existed in their world for that moment was the applause from their peers, the torrent of cheers that came from the other students. Rarity blew big kisses to the crowd as her mascara continued to run down her cheeks, and even Twilight gave a few demure waves as she stood close to her date. And when Rarity had finished waving and moved a hand back behind Twilight Sparkle, she couldn’t help herself but take one, last, appreciative squeeze of that tight purple ass underneath the silver dress. It was enough to make Twilight Sparkle squeak in surprise, amazed that Rarity could be so very bold, but thankfully the rest of the spectacle was enough that nobody noticed.

 At least...not until she gazed over to the edge of the stage, where she saw a disapproving look on Vice Principal Luna’s stern face, and something akin to a wide, lazy smirk on Celestia’s. The cool older woman of Canterlot High, indeed.

 Neither Twilight Sparkle nor Rarity had much desire to stay at the Fall Formal for too much longer after that. From that moment of glory when they were the center of attention of Canterlot High, things only would’ve lessened the longer they stayed. Rarity and Twilight Sparkle shared one more dance for the evening and the entire time Twilight could feel Rarity throbbing against her through their outfits, making it painfully clear just how much winning that crown meant to her. Despite the smeared mascara and the red eyes from crying tears of joy, she was beautiful if for no other reason than how purely happy she was in that evening. It made Twilight feel good...incredibly good, to know how happy she had made her dear friend. Throughout the dance she continued to hold Rarity close, and this time, she even led the dance while they moved through the crowd. As she held Rarity’s head to her shoulder and awkwardly went through the dance steps Twilight let her eyes scan the rest of the room, studying her friends in the distance with a fond smile. At the edge of the room in the exact same spot Applejack and Rainbow Dash were still close, though this time Applejack was laying flat with her head in Dash’s lap. The athletic young woman was feeding her lover bites of a cupcake from the refreshment table, and Twilight could simply imagine the sort of saccharin, sweet speech shared between the two. For the two toughest girls she knew, they were...remarkable softies.

 Pinkie Pie was still sharing her love with the rest of the room, as only Pinkie Pie could. She was sitting on the refreshment table again with Cherry Crash on one side and Blueberry Cake on the other, with each girl holding one of Pinkie’s knees in an affectionate handle. From that perspective it almost looked like the two girls were Pinkie’s bitches, but as Twilight had the thought she couldn’t help but chuckle. Surely, she knew Pinkie better than tha-no, no. They were almost certainly Pinkie’s bitches.

 Twilight’s eyes scanned the room once more, finally catching sight of Sunset Shimmer again. She had managed to find a dance partner in the form of Ms. Cheerilee, who had likely only suggested it because she noticed the other young woman had gone the entire night without a dance. It was the sort of awkward, teacher/student dance that was held at arm’s length, but Sunset was smiling nonetheless. When she caught sight of Twilight Sparkle and Rarity across the room she gave her friend a warm smile, and even a little wink. She knew as well as Twilight what that night meant to Rarity, and seeing as how that little crown on her purple head made the fashionista’s heart race, it was worth her playing a wallflower for the evening.

 She’d have her own nights with Twilight Sparkle, that much she knew. When she looked back to Ms. Cheerilee she gave a big smile, and it wasn’t forced in the slightest. Her friends were having fun, the Fall Formal went off without a hitch, and even though she and Cheerilee were held at arm's length, she’d still have the older woman’s scent on her for a while. That...would definitely be worth something when she was alone in her car. Or at the very least, visiting Trixie for a quick climax.

 Eventually the time to leave came, and Rarity drove them away from the school to someplace nice and private. A little place overlooking a lake and a dozen or so feet off the road was a perfect spot for two young women to enjoy themselves, and it was there in the backseat that Rarity proved to Twilight Sparkle just how much that evening meant to her. The windows were fogged within a few minutes of parking, and if anyone were to drift close enough to the vehicle they would’ve heard the sounds of desperate and frantic lovemaking echoing from within the car. After a full night underneath the gaze of dozens of eyes, and after all the excitement they had witnessed, neither girl was even remotely prepared to hold back.

 “F...Fuck me, Rarity! You’re so big! And you’re so beautiful! Pound me harder, harder!” Twilight Sparkle didn’t always fall into the role of dirty talk, but since she had been spending all that intimate time with her friends it was coming to her more and more naturally. With Rarity’s thick white cock shoved deep into her slender purple pussy and their beautiful dresses ruffled around their frame, it was hard to resist getting swept up into it. Her legs had moved to wrap firmly around Rarity’s waist as her ankles hooked behind her friend’s back, and she clutched the other’s shoulders as she let loose with what was likely the sexiest thing Rarity had ever heard in her life: “I want you to cum inside of me, Queen Rarity! Cum deep! Oh...oh...my Queen! My Queen!”

 Twilight Sparkle, if nothing else, knew how to get her friends off.

 That word alone made Rarity shudder, so deep and intense that her crown nearly slipped down against her brow. With a whimper of delight she shoved her length as deep into Twilight Sparkle as she could manage, and while it was squeezed and gripped by the girl’s purple slit Rarity pushed herself down to meet her friend’s mouth, hungrily stealing another kiss. Their tongues battered back and forth and they drank in deep of each other’s flavor, Twilight’s hands moving to paw through Rarity’s hair while the fashionista continued to roll her hips from side to side, stirring that tight young pussy with her white, hard length. When their lips finally parted Rarity’s didn’t go far at all, and a veil of purple hair hung down around Twilight’s face as Rarity’s hips began to move once more. Short, swift strikes with her cock started to overtake the young woman, and as Twilight laid there gasping on the very edge of arousal, Rarity offered her a hungry whisper that was laced with delight.

 “All of those people watching you...watching me...it was so magical…” There wasn’t much light in the car; only the distant spotlights from the side of the road, but Twilight could still see her lover well enough. Rarity’s smudged mascara outlined just how heavily that evening had hit her, and the thickness of her length proved beyond a shadow of a doubt just how much she had relished it. Her voice trembled, and she couldn’t resist stealing another short kiss at the corner of Twilight’s mouth as she continued. “When they put these crowns on our head, and everyone knew we were the best couple there...ohh, darling, it was simply divine!”

 “It sure was, Queen Rarity.” Twilight Sparkle purred, sticking with that name for the joy it gave her friend. In a moment of boldness she snaked her legs harder against Rarity’s hips and pulled her down into her; making sure the fashionista was hilted inside of her pussy with only a few scant inches to work with. When she held her in place Twilight spoke up once more, fingers moving to clutch Rarity’s shoulders as she hissed through her teeth with a renewed passion. “Now cum inside me! The other Queen orders you!”

 That bold assertiveness was knew for her, but such was her hunger in that moment. Rarity simply groaned in wild delight as she was ordered to cum, and with a few more short, hungry strikes of her cock she managed to do just that. A thrilling orgasm overtook both women as Rarity’s length stretched her lover’s pussy, throbbing against the sides of her tight purple walls as she began to release spurt after spurt of thick, white cum. A warmth overcame Twilight Sparkle that sent her heart to racing, and her ankles locked firmly into place behind Rarity’s back to make absolutely sure she couldn’t go anywhere. She was going to make sure the girl stayed hilted within her the entire time, that cock gripped by her walls until every last drop was inside. Together they held each other close, stealing a few kisses here and there but otherwise riding out their shared orgasm in a fond companionship. And when it was finally over for the time being, Rarity started to push away from Twilight with a slow grin on her features.

 “You are indeed a Queen too, dear.” She whispered, licking her lips while she started to descend. “And as such, you certainly deserve a...royal treatment.” As she moved her member fell out of Twilight’s slit and beads of cream started to escape, but it was very clear that warm white rush wouldn’t have very long to escape. Twilight’s cheeks darkened an even deeper shade of purple when she realized just what Rarity had in mind, and soon the backseat of the woman’s car was filled with the wet, hungry noises of the fashionista putting her mouth to work.

 Twilight swallowed as a wave of pleasure washed over her, and she gazed down at that lovely head of purple hair with that shiny crown perching atop it. She could feel Rarity’s mouth squeezing against her slit with that tongue curling forward, scooping out a mouthful of cream that Rarity herself had just deposited. In the aftermath of her orgasm Twilight Sparkle’s sex was already sensitive and raw, and when that tongue started to go to work she could feel goosebumps erupt along her thighs and a full body shiver run across her frame. Her legs spread far enough for her feet to press against the far window; knees bent and thighs open for her friend to show her that affection she so craved. She didn’t dare move her hands down to Rarity’s purple locks for fear of messing them up, but instead she grabbed the excess of her dress and made sure it was fully out of the way, wanting to ensure that the girl had all the room she needed.

 “Mmm, Twilight, your pussy always tastes divine.” Rarity purred, looking up past her date with a wicked glint to her eyes. She let her nose gentle nestle against the other girl’s hood, teasing back and forth until Twilight was forced to gasp, and then returned to her work with a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Her hands moved to scoop underneath Twilight’s rear and she continued to slurp out taste after taste of cum, letting the pink of her tongue spoon out as much creamy, delicious white as she could manage. When she needed to take a few seconds to swallow she made good use of the time; turning her head from side to side to pepper the inside of Twilight’s thighs with kisses. Never once did Twilight have to go without some sort of sweet affection, whether it was the teasing of Rarity’s nose across her hood or the more direct bliss of that dainty mouth squeezing against her entrance. And Rarity herself had never looked more beautiful to Twilight than she did right then and there, from the smeared mascara to the crown on her head, to the blushing cheeks and the cum on her lips. It was easily the closest the two had ever been, and Twilight Sparkle relished the moment like a truly precious treasure.

 “...come here, Rarity.” Twilight finally whispered, and after one last bit of cum was collected from her pussy she sat forward to draw Rarity closer. Her hands moved up to scoop against the fashionista’s cheeks, and another warm, inviting kiss came to press together between their lips. This time their tongues danced amidst a webbing of cum that each one of them savored, and as that kiss continued Rarity could already feel her member springing to life once more. When they broke apart with their lips yet connected by a trail of cum, it was Rarity who spoke first with a tender noise of contentment rising from her throat.

 “Oh, Twilight…” She cooed, and fondly caressed the girl’s cheek. “If only everyone could see just how glorious you are.” There was a small pause, before her brow lifted in a sudden strike of genius. “Oh! Ideaaaaa~”

 She said it in a singsong voice, and immediately started to go into motion. Before Twilight knew it she was taken by the wrist once more, and this time their destination just around the bend. Rarity opened the car door and drug the stunned Twilight outside, grinning the entire time. Any protests that Twilight could make would’ve fallen on deaf ears that evening, and even if they wouldn’t it was likely she’d remain silent anyway. There was indeed a rush of excitement that ran through her as Rarity pulled her out of the car and moved her towards the hood, suddenly scooped her up and laying her flat against the car.

 Twilight Sparkle gasped; her head hanging low against the far side of the hood and being treated to an upside-down look at the nearby road. The distant lamp post would give anyone coming around the turn just enough light to see what was going on, and even though Twilight and Rarity remained mostly dressed in their Fall Formal gowns, the position that Rarity soon took was far, far from subtle. She yanked Twilight’s legs up and held them aloft as her cock pulled forward, and Twilight groaned as she felt that thick white member squeeze against her once more.

 “There we are, dear! Make sure to wave to all of your royal subjects!” The fashionista beamed, just as she squeezed herself inside. Twilight’s eyes snapped open wide and she suddenly gave a loud gasp, realizing that this was indeed the current madness of the evening. As that white length probed her purple folds deeply once more Twilight did exactly as she was told, holding up a hand and getting prepared to deliver an upside down wave to the next car that came around the turn.

 This...this was sheer lunacy, but she couldn’t deny the excitement that rushed through her.

 Over the course of the next few minutes, Twilight Sparkle was fucked and claimed on the hood of Rarity’s car underneath the occasional gaze of a passing motorist. Rarity had begun claiming her while situated on top but that momentum didn’t last for long; the true purpose of that hood top lovemaking was to showcase Twilight’s beauty, and it was hard to properly display it when she was dangling half off the edge while laying on her back. The positioned Rarity drug her into right afterwards was one with Twilight braced on her hands and knees, and there on the hood she held on tight while Rarity fucked her hard from behind. Their fancy dresses swayed around their frames while the two joined, and though nothing from a distance could be seen of their flesh thanks to those lovely garments, it was all too clear just what was happening from their positions. Twilight Sparkle whimpered, her glasses falling to the tip of her nose as she was steadily humped from behind, and often her hand had to alternate between pushing them back up on her face and waving at the next car that made its way past.

 Embarrassment flushed across her features; her dark purple blush lining her so deeply that she wondered if it would ever fade. Every car that passed was the face of a stranger she didn’t know, each one of them now knowing that if nothing else, she was a desperate slut that loved being fucked in such a public display. The waving was one thing, but it was her expression and her noise that truly sold it. Her smile was wide and her eyes were shining as she was claimed, and not once did she ever stop moaning or crying out in sparking, piercing gasps. Rarity fucked her steadily and fiercely from behind, and yet it just didn’t seem like enough.

 When the final position for Twilight Sparkle came, it was Rarity’s turn to lay flat against the hood of her car. She stretched herself out with her back against the windshield, and Twilight was treated with the task of straddling her Fall Formal date and riding her to a thundering climax. It was the most obvious position that could be made; her silver dress now riding up around her waist and leaving her slender purple legs completely exposed. And as if that wasn’t enough, no sooner did Rarity’s cock ease into her than the fashionista’s hands raised up, pulling a few spaghetti straps free. Choice and precise decisions that left Twilight Sparkle’s modest purple bust completely and openly exposed.

 And there she rode without any trace of shame, her breasts bouncing and her legs fully exposed against the fall air as she drove herself up and down on Rarity’s thick and throbbing cock. She continued to wave, to blow kisses, to smile like a runway model while the cars continued to pass, and though by that point her head was growing cloudy and muddled she was sure that she saw a few familiar faces from school. It didn’t matter; by that point she was sure that most everyone in class thought that she was the prized slut of her six friends, eager to be used for anything they desired.

 And that...was exactly what she was. The lust she felt for all of her friends was incredible, and she threw herself into it with reckless abandon no matter which one of them it was. Whether it was putting on a show for Pinkie’s sister or taking Rainbow Dash and Applejack in the same hole, or even now making a public display of herself for everyone coming around the bend to see...she loved every second of it. She groaned and cried out and thrashed in a powerful orgasm when Rarity started to pump her full of cum once more, and every time a new car drove by it highlighted her body with the lumination from the headlights. Glistening in sweat, her glasses flashing in the light, and her entire body coiled in almost unbearable pleasure. She howled and thrashed and writhed in joy, and when the moment finally ended she collapsed against Rarity a desperately breathing, exhausted mess of a girl.

 Cum seeped from her slit and fatigue clinged to her senses, worn out from a long evening that had been filled with a tremendous amount of joy. And though she was half naked and a cock still planted deep inside of her, as she settled in close against Rarity she found enough strength to make a tiny, whimpering request.

 “...can we stay here for a little longer, Rarity?” She asked, looking up at the girl through foggy glasses and a shuddering arousal. “Maybe...Maybe do it again in a bit?” Rarity just gave a fond chuckle, and brushed some of Twilight’s hair from her brow before leaning in to give the girl a fond, tender kiss on the forehead.

 “Oh, Twilight, darling, you really are a treasure.” She cooed, and gave the girl a simple nod. “It’s no wonder we all adore you so much. Anything you want, dear.”

 Twilight Sparkle just beamed, and drew in close to Queen Rarity’s comforting grip. Rarity’s words stuck in her mind fondly, and she breathed them in deep as she began to catch her breath.

 Anything she wanted. The more time she spent as the friendly fuckpet of the others, the more she realized that she already had it.