[1shot] Pinkie Apple Dash (F/FF, Oral, Anal)

>A brilliant streak of colors flash in front of you as the rainbow mare materializes before your very eyes.
>”Pinkie!  You've got to hide me!”
>Her magenta eyes dart about in paranoia as sweat falls from the tips of her mane.
>Dash's middle heaves up and down as she catches her breath.
>You stifle a snicker, as seeing Rainbow in a state of panic was a rare sight to behold.
>This only meant one thing.
>Your face, once wearing a curious glance adopted a coy smile.
>Pulling the panicked pony close to you, the two of you stand cheek-to-cheek as you whisper.
“You made Applejack angry, didn't you... you silly billy.”
>Without the concept of subtlety, Rainbow sputters out.
>”Uhh... Yes!  I mean, no... maybe?”
>As she trips over her words, you take in the distinct scent of sweaty mare.
>The smell of her odor mixed with the salty liquid beads whet your appetite.
>A drop of her perspiration rolled off her head and onto your snout.
>Stealthily, you lick the drop off your nose, taking in the taunting flavor.
>Your personal hiding place will certainly make both of you happy.
>”Uhh... Pinkie?”
>Snapping back to reality, you see your friend staring back at you.
>”Are you okay?  You've been standing there with a goofy look on your face.”
>You shake your head, clearing your mind to focus on your friend.
“Never better!  In fact, I know exactly where to hide you!”
>Before Rainbow Dash can get a word in, you wrap a fore leg around her.
>In a blink of an eye, you take a gigantic leap towards Sugarcube Corner, pegasus in hoof.
>Crashing through the window, you both roll into your room as you land on your bed.
>Before Rainbow can orient herself from your amazing speed, you mount yourself on top of her.
>Your weight pins her to your bed as her eyes focus on you.
>”Wuh... huh?  Pinkie?”
>Putting a hoof to her lips, you silence her.
“Shh shh shh shh... don't worry Dashie, Applejack won't find you where you're going.”
>Before Dash has a chance to react, your tongue lashes out.
>It wraps around her head, covering her mouth with a wet slap.
>Her muffled protests were met with a sharp yank as your mouth completely engulfs her head.
>You wrap your lips around her thin neck as you savor the taste of her oily coat.
>While Dash expressed her disgust quite vocally, you only quickened your licks against her face.
>The pegasus' wings flapped in vain as she tried to pull out of your slobbering maw.
>Her athletic body was on the verge of succeeding as an idea pops into your mind.
>Catching her mouth open, your tongue snakes into her own maw.
>A questioning grunt along with her wings folding in was all you needed to swallow her front legs.
>In one quick motion, you slurp up her thin frame as your lips restrain her wings.
>Your tongue pops out of her mouth as her head hits the back of your throat.
>”Blegh!  Pinkie, what the hay!”
“Hmm mmm mm MMM!”
>Your incomprehensible sentence is interrupted by the salty sensations of unexplored pony.
>As your tongue parts the small coat hairs covering her body, you stroke the exposed skin, taking in all her flavors.
>The hard brushes against her soft underbelly elicited a giggle from within.
>Seems she was quite ticklish.
>Meanwhile, your assault on her sensitive body made her easier to gulp her down.
>While her legs did flail around aimlessly, it was much better than her focusing on escape.
>Though you've had bigger meals, the odd bulge of a bucking limb would appear periodically.
>You stroked your throat as Dash's hind legs and tail stuck out from your salivating mouth.
>Your esophagus pulsed and pulled the pony further into your body as you feel her head enter your stomach.
>Her fore hooves pressed against your stomach walls, making little moving lumps form on your pudgy belly.
>The unusual pressure of searching hooves tickle your fancy as your slurp the rest of Dash.
>Her legs and tail enter your mouth as your lips close behind her.
>Steadily swallowing her, the entrance to your stomach happily welcomes the large meal.
>Accustomed to enormous food binges, your belly stretches out to encompass the blue pony.
>As the rest of Rainbow Dash slithers into your digestive cavity, your body tightens its grip on her.
>Her futile squirms were met with slick, tight flesh as your body instinctively hides Dash in your chubby belly.
>Swallowing large pastries and confectionery have trained you for this day.
>Though having a live mare was a bit different.
>Aside from the awkward limb poking out, you've successfully hidden Rainbow Dash from sight.
>You rub your pudgy middle as her struggles against your layers of fat only give you pleasure.
>The lingering taste of her salty skin drift in your mouth as you let loose a feminine burp.
“Urp!  'scuse me!”
>Getting up on your four hooves, you pat your seemingly normal belly.
“Don't worry Dashie... Pinkie's got you covered...”
>As you bounce out of Sugarcube Corner, Applejack appears, as if on cue.
>Her eyes dart about as if searching for something or somepony.
>Thankfully, you already knew what she was up to.
>Your shallow attempt at sneaking by the apple pony only made you a walking target.
>As you slink away on your hind hooves, Applejack eyes you.
>She rushes over to your immediately, tackling you as you roll behind your home of sweets.
>Applejack stands over you as you lay prone against the grass.
>”Pinkie!  'ave you seen Rainbow anywhere?  I've got a bone ta pick with her...”
>Maintaining the weakest poker face you could muster, you retort.
“Nope!  Haven't seen her all day at all.  Nuh-uh!  No Rainbow Dash here!”
>With that, 2 lumps poke out from inside your belly as you giggle at the sensations.
>Raising an eyebrow, Applejack backs away from you slowly.
>”Uh huh... haven't seen her... riiight...”
>She jabs your body with a hoof, as Dash reacts with a buck from within.
>You give another snicker as Applejack rejoices in her finding.
>”Hah!  Can't fool the Element of Honesty now, ya hear?”
>As you lay against the grass, you half-lid your eyes.
>Hind legs splayed out, you give her a bit of sass.
“Well, whatchu gonna do about it?”
>Gritting her teeth, the orange-coated pony dons a visage of confidence.
>”Meet 'er half way.”
“You can't- huh?”
>Before you can object, Applejack's fore hooves dart towards your behind.
>Familiar with the stretchy properties of your body, she pries open your cheeks.
>With your hole on full display, Applejack loudly declares her ingenious plan.
>”Better hold on sugarcube, I'm goin' in!”
>Before you can react, she dives headfirst into your bottom.
>The sudden intrusion into your hindquarters was not unwelcome, but the girth of her head took you by surprise.
>Your tongue hangs out lazily as Applejack forces her way into your intestines.
>You ground yourself with your hooves as you feel your body drag across the ground from her pushes.
>As she wiggles her way in, your butt squeaks out tiny pockets of gas around the pony's body.
>Though your body tells you to push out the large mass, she only slips further in through brute force.
>All manners of lewd sounds and strained grunts fill the air as the earth pony invades your posterior.
>Her hind legs dig deep into the ground below you, lifting you up into the air.
>You look around in confusion, the lower body strength of the farmer taking you by surprise.
>She props straight up as your digestive exit slowly engulfs Applejack.
>The comical look of the earth pony lodged into your bottom is soon dispersed as gravity takes over.
>Your body slowly slides over her muscular curves until the only evidence of her presence was her tail.
>Snickering at the tuft of hair protruding from your rectum, you feel her thrash about inside your winding tubes.
>Each twist of her body fed the tail deeper into your body until not a hair stuck out from you.
>Much like Rainbow Dash, your body pulled Applejack close into you, hiding her deep within your cushioned body.
>Though you certainly seem a bit larger, it was not abnormally so.
>You feel Applejack slowly inch her way through your lubricated tunnels, albeit very slowly.
>As you walk back to your room in exhaustion, you feel her tire out as well.
>What were once strong, rebellious squirms turned into weak prods against your innards.
>Laying on your bed belly-first, you press against the two prisoners.
>While you feel them inside you, they seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate.
>The thick layers of squishy, wet mass surrounded the two, caressing every inch of their bodies.
>Your compacted weight restricts any movement inside you, eliminating all wiggle room.
>They were yours until they learned to behave.
>Even then, you like keeping your friends close to your heart.
“Well, I'm going to take a Pinkie Pie nap.  Until you two have settled your differences, I'm not letting you out!”
>Muffled protests echo from within you as lay against your bed.
>Digging your head into your pillow, you drift off into peaceful slumber, accompanied by the hushed voices of your beloved friends.