I appreciate writing and are sort of a writeosexual, so to get my jimmies off I will put characters in absolutely delightful sexual encounters that could never possibly happen. Toying around with this somehow turned into an epic tale that I think to which you might be interested in reading
furiously. I'm a little nervous about sharing it though, reasons for which should be clear given the following snippets. I cannot paste the entire huge thing here and don't really know a safe place to put it, but I was just hoping you might let me know if anyone is even interested in something like this.
It’s a pretty basic premise, copied from another story. Discord turns Apple Bloom into a boy during estrus season.
“How do they even masturbate?” Scootaloo exclaimed in a consternation, then blushed and clammed up right tightly.
“They don’t got labia,” Apple Bloom asserted, “That much ah’m absolutely clear on. It’d have been nice if Twilight explained the male side of that diagram, but at least everything was labeled.”
“Sure you didn’t see labia?” Sweetie Belle said hesitantly. Apple Bloom shook her head.
“Might have missed it in the diagram, but when I crashed in on them, hoo boy,” Apple Bloom wiped a bit of sweat from her brow. Was it getting hot out, or was it just her? “Definitely no labia, just that handle thing, which must’ve been the um...”
She looked both ways leaning forward and whispering, “The penis. And also this hangy sack thing. Might have just been underwear though, ‘cause I don’t recall that in the diagram.”
It wasn’t the third spurt that Aura herself orgasmed again. She didn’t even make a single sound when that stuff started to fill her, just slowly lifted her head and inhaled, and then her insides went nuts. That must have orgasm been number three for Aura, all in the span of minutes. Apple Bloom could only look down at the pony in wonder as Aura gasped and shuddered, her cunt throbbing rhythmically around Apple Bloom’s dick even as Apple Bloom’s dick throbbed rhythmically in its own way, with pulse after pulse. One more and it should‒ she felt her semen spurt out Aura’s opening. That’d have gotten every inch of her. And Apple Bloom was still going!
”Why weren’t you at school? Cheerilee said you were sick? Were you playin hookey? Why does it smell like a colt in here? You been seeing a colt? What’d he do to you? Where is he? I’ll what the buck is between your legs?!”
She put her leg down facing the unicorn again saying in a practical fashion, “It’s like... it’s like a runnin’ race really. You have to go and pound your hooves like you were pullin’ the earth around under you, and flex your muscles and get all sweaty and excited. You can’t study when you’re runnin’ but after the race you’re all relaxed and happy, and your muscles make the little twinges in it that let you know you did a good job. You follow?”
Dinky’s eyes fluttered open, seeing Apple Bloom’s member fully turgid for the first time. It almost seemed like she didn’t know what she was looking at. But then her hips started just twitching, and the pitch of her hot breaths rose to a point, then she just gave this adorable squeak and fell over on her side, legs kicking convulsively.
Both Apple Bloom and Archer drifted enthralled to Dipsy’s rump, nostrils flaring and pupils dilating. They knew what was going on long before Dinky did, but even she in her excitement and devotion could not mistake what Dipsy’s firm, round, wide hips carried with them.
“It’s like when Twilight had that drinking problem. You get her in a room with all her friends and tell her she needs to cut it out, and then she can’t leave until she at least talks it out,” Scootaloo explained.
“How do you know about that?”
“Oh, she um, sort of was holding me ransom to get at Rainbow Dash’s secret Cider supply.”
“Diamond Tiara I will buck you until you can’t see no more you nightmare bucking maniac lemme go you bucking lunatic lemme at her I’ll show you a pecking order Diamond I’ll peck you until not even the chickens can find all the pieces get back here you walking bag of horse pies ain’t an apple more rotten than you you, you... worst pony!!”
“Well I guess I’m in trouble then,” Apple Bloom said sadly, “And I guess you’re in trouble too, since you couldn’t watch me like you’re supposed to. It’d be awful easier though,” she suggested helpfully, “If neither of us got in trouble, because I was here this whole time.”
“And then she tried to blackmail me!” the monitor declared to Cheerilee while Apple Bloom just grumbled and looked at the bottom corner of the room. She really had thought that would work too.