Ponyville Inter-lewd

"Alright, everypony! Give a warm welcome to the newest member of the class!" Cheerilee instructed her students in the Ponyville schoolhouse, dressed in little more than a bikini top and a plaid skirt on her purple body. "He just arrived from the Family World, so say hello to... Rumble!"

"Hiii, Rumbllle," the class replied in various degrees of interest.

A lanky, wide-hipped young pegasus stallion with gray fur and a black mane nervously walked into the room. The first thing he noticed with wide eyes and a blush on his face was that he was severely overdressed compared to the rest of the students. There were only about a dozen other young mares and stallions, but they were all half-naked, if not totally naked. Not to mention in various states of self-pleasure - several young mares were idly fingering their pussies, while one particularly bottom-heavy young stallion with buck teeth was squirming around what seemed to be a mighty dildo attached to his seat. Rumble, meanwhile, was still wearing a t-shirt, jacket, shoes, and slacks with room for his substantial crotch bulge in the front, like the world's biggest prude.

A pink-furred mare at the front, Diamond Tiara, giggled naughtily, making her jewel-encrusted nipple pasties jiggle and glitter as her head-dwarfing boobs bounced. She was easily one of the bustiest in the class, and took every opportunity to lord it over everypony else. "Another one coming in looking like a startled doe, haha!" Her partner in crime, Silver Spoon, chittered with her.

"Now I know it must be rather shocking, but we're all adults here," Cheerilee reassured Rumble. "Feel free to be as dressed or undressed as you like. Just make sure that, if you need to relieve some pressure, you don't make too much noise or interrupt the lesson. That's what break time is for!"

Rumble nodded passively and picked the first empty seat he could to get out of the whole class staring at him. His clothes suddenly felt hot, so he took off his jacket... then his t-shirt... then pushed off his pants... Gosh, stripping just felt so right now that he was out of the Family World...! An orange pegasus mare sitting next to him glanced over at him with a grin beneath her messy purple mane. She wasn't the most endowed mare in the room, but she looked toned and confident and down for anything. "Heck yeah, show us what you got!"

Cheerilee cleared her throat to get the class's attention back. "Some of you may know that I teach in the Family World sometimes, because I just love educating the next generations of bright minds! But I also truly believe that there are important lessons to be learned from your peers in the Adult World. So I'm very glad to see another student elect to jump-start their sexual education here with us!" She picked up some chalk and started to write on the blackboard - the word 'M A S T E R' in big, broad letters. "Now, since we've had a brand new male in town for a few weeks, I'm sure the topic of Masters has been on everypony's minds. Does anypony have any pressing questions along those lines?"

Rumble let out a gasp. There was a brand-new male in town? Maybe one who could be Equestria's harem master? His dark horsecock started to unfurl and rise up out of his underwear just at the thought of it...

One yellow earth-pony mare with a red mane raised her hand. "Mah big sis mentioned somethin' about Master's Marks? Is that like Cutie Marks all over again?" She got up onto her knees on her chair and tilted her thick, thong-clad ass to the rest of the class, showing off her Cutie Marks on her cheeks without a hint of shame. "'Cuz, like, that was a whole years-long thing fer us, and Ah ain't lookin' forward to that whole rigmarole again if we can help it."

The orange pegasus slumped in her seat. "Ugggh, don't remind me."

Cheerilee chuckled. "Well, I have some decently good news on that front. It's not something you have to quest for, nor is it anything as complicated as your destiny or your special talent." She turned around and wrote 'Marks' on the blackboard, being careful not to rub her sizable tits on it and accidentally erase anything. Next to the word 'Marks' she drew an X, a heart, and a flower. "If and when you find your Harem Master, he can put his special mark on your body permanently. It's a special, magical mark that affirms your submission to him and connects you to him and his harem on a spiritual, primal level. What the mark looks like is up for him to decide; it could be any shape. As for where it appears, most people consider it traditional to have the mark above your pussy, signifying that your womb is claimed, or for males, in the small of your back above your tail..."

Rumble's whole body tingled at the thought of that, of having his Master's brand just above his ass, claiming him utterly as a servant to be used however his Master wished. His cock was throbbing painfully hard just below his chin, and all it took was a slight lean forward to take his ponycock's flare into his mouth. He remembered Cheerilee's instructions, though - he made sure not to suck his own dick too loudly.

"...but really," Cheerilee continued, "the Master Mark could be put anywhere on your body. On your stomach, on your arm, on your breast, on your face, on your testicles for the males in the room..."

Rumble whimpered, a quick spurt of precum jetting into his mouth, which he had to quickly swallow. Fuck, if his Master branded his balls, like if all the sperm he made didn't even belong to him, just an extension of his Master's virility...!

Diamond Tiara quickly raised her hand to interject with a question, a look of aloof frustration on her pretty face. "Miss Cheerilee? Why do we have to worry about a Master so much if one hasn't been seen since before the founding of Equestria? Isn't it just as likely that we'll never meet a Master, that we'll never get a Master Mark? So why are we covering this?"

The other students murmured amongst themselves, a slight melancholy hanging over the room.

Cheerilee pouted, then straightened up with confidence to tackle this hard question. "I think I can answer that with a different question. What if, Ms. Tiara, the Master does arrive in our lifetime? Will you be prepared to please him? Will you have what you need to entice him to claim you and share his pleasure with you? Will you understand your own unique sexuality and what unique skills you can bring to our Master? What if he commands you and Silver Spoon to make out for his entertainment? Will you have the skills and drive to make the most of such a wonderful opportunity?"

The pink and gray mares glanced at each other, their cheeks flushing red as they imagined such a scenario. "Well... I mean..." Diamond stammered.

Meanwhile, Rumble's eyes had glazed over as he descended into a lustful fantasy. The masculine Master, whoever he was, whatever he looked like, walking into the classroom right now and claiming everypony right in front of him. His new friends, his sweet and kind teacher, all of them fucked to sweet bliss by the Master's cock while he just sat in his chair, sucking his own inferior dick...!!

Little did Rumble know that, far away in Canterlot, his reality was being casually rewritten yet again.

"Hngh... Isn't it true that you creatures are natural experts at fellatio and deepthroating, and that you can swallow massive stomach-bloating loads without **** or gagging?"

Of course, to make such a natural skill happen, there needed to be evolutionary pressure. Every male across the world had their balls enlarged by Isaac's question. Not that they noticed.

Rumble grunted as his balls tightened and churned into overdrive, his cock flexing and pumping what felt like a pint of cum into his mouth, which he swallowed down with practiced ease in time for the next pulse. Then another, and another, his throat bulging with the massive cum-loads he was filling his own stomach with, until his trim belly was rounded out and bulging against his own cock. It nearly pushed his cock out of his own mouth, but he brought up his hands to keep it there as his orgasm slowly tapered off from pints to tablespoons.

"Haah... Whew... Fuck... D-Do you all digest cum into your bodies quickly and find it nutritious and healthy?"

The rest of the class giggled at him having an orgasm in the middle of a lesson, but no one seemed shocked or offended, either.

"Well, that makes one of us who don't have to worry about lunch!" Cheerilee joked playfully. "And to really answer your question, Diamond, _that's _why we spend so much time preparing for the Master, and why our parents and our grandparents and our great-grandparents spent so much time even if it never happened for them. Because, in his own way, the idea of the Master is with us always, bringing us incredible pleasure even if he hasn't manifested yet. Does that satisfy you, Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon?"

The two young mares jumped a little as they broke off their cross-aisle makeout session, blushing profusely and staining their seats with juices. "Y-Yes, ma'am!"

Rumble let his cock slip out of his mouth as it wilted a little bit, and he sat up straight to pay attention to more of the lesson, while his cum-filled gut slowly shrank millimeter by millimeter as it digested his copious sperm. He wanted to learn everything he could about his own unique sexuality!

"Hey. Hey AJ."

Applejack paused mid-applebucking-kick and let out a frustrated sigh before looking up. "What?"

Rainbow Dash was on a cloud just a few feet above her, peering down at her. "...You'd tell me if your brother was secretly the Master, right? Like, you wouldn't just hog him and keep him a secret from the rest of us, right?"

"For Pete's sake!" Applejack exclaimed, pinching the bridge of her muzzle. "Ah told you before - Big Mac doesn't wanna be anyone's Master, and Ah respect his choice!"

Rainbow Dash rolled onto her back upon the cloud, her comparatively tiny breasts - merely the size of her head - sticking up perkily beneath her tank top. "But, like... he's shy, right? What if he's secretly harboring fantasies of being the Master, but he's too anxious to just go for it and he needs a little push?"

The earth-pony apple farmer sighed, her muscles tightening and relaxing with the urge to clock her dear pegasus friend upside the head. "Don't ask me fer details, but Ah know for a fact that he's submissive, period, end of story."

Accidentally glimpsing the impressive array of dildos in Mac's closet had been proof enough.

"Gaaaaaah!" Rainbow Dash stretched out on her cloud before letting her limbs dangle limply over the edges. "This is the worst week ever. Thunderlane's an anal addict, Soarin's a cuckold who wants to see Spitfire spitroasted, Big Mac is a muscular powerbottom, I guess... At this point, I just want anyone to turn out to be the Master! I was even gonna look into that alien guy, but apparently he fucked off to Canterlot today!"

"You haven't been goin' around botherin' stallions all week, have ya?" Applejack murmured with a defeated tone. She turned towards the latest apple tree in need of bucking and-

"Dayum... So there's a wide variance of ass sizes, and they're all universally sensitive and invulnerable to harm like your tits, no matter if they're firm or soft, right?"

-slammed her chair-breaking ass into the trunk of the tree. The apples on the branches wobbled before falling neatly into the baskets placed around the roots. Applejack wiped her brow and gave her right ass cheek a congratulatory pat. A textbook applebuck if she'd ever seen one! Nothing could beat the raw power of the Apple Clan's asses!

"So what if I have?!" Rainbow Dash groaned. "I can only get by with dildos for so fucking long before I need some real dick! In my mouth, in my pussy, anyplace at all, really! How the heck do you stay so cool and collected, huh? I figure you've gotta be getting a dose of that redwood, right?"

Applejack growled under her breath. She and Big Mac had only fucked once, shortly after they'd returned from the Family World. It had been awkward as Big Mac realized that he was more into taking dick than giving it. Thankfully they'd had a long heart-to-heart about it and moved on, but Rainbow Dash was definitely striking a nerve - she too wanted some big dick already.

"Once again, it comes down to a matter of patience, which you've got none," Applejack finally replied.

That, and plenty of fantasies about being the Master's perfect domestic wife, cooking him all kinds of delicious fresh food, building him a perfect home, doing everything for him so that he wouldn't have to lift a finger, even in bed, being his perfect hardworking slut...!

"You've stopped applebucking. You're daydreaming about the domestic fantasy again, aren'tcha?" Rainbow Dash teased.

Applejack huffed, rolled up her sleeves, and tugged on Rainbow Dash's tail to pull her off the cloud with a yelp. "That's it, time to put yer rascally tongue to better use between mah fuckin' thighs!"

"Oh noooooo~" Rainbow Dash moaned with the shit-eating grin of a girl who'd gotten exactly what she'd been hoping for.

Pinkie Pie burst into one of the library rooms of Twilight's palace. "Twi! Twilight Twilight Twilight! I just felt a doozy! A big one!"

Twilight looked up from the books she was sorting and gave her pink earth pony friend a dubious look. "...You ran all the way over here butt naked?"

"It was a BIG ONE, Twilight!"

Twilight cast a quick spell to get the dirt and grass clear of Pinkie Pie's feet, as well as the tracks she'd left on the palace's crystal floor. "Okay, okay, I'm hearing you. What did you detect with your Pinkie Sense?" She'd learned to be extremely patient with her dear friend Pinkie Pie's... tendencies. Her chubby, curvy body was a delight to look at as always, anyway. Far more abundant than Twilight's humble hourglass figure. The alicorn stuck a pencil in her mouth and idly chewed on it.

"Right, so. My pussy stretched open like it was getting ready for a big dildo..."

"Uh-huh..."

"Then I sneezed..."

"Uh... okay...?"

"And then I came like, a DOZEN times in a row, outta nowhere! Twilight, it was the wildest pussy-pleasing I've had since my first post-Family-World orgy, and I didn't even have anything inside me!"

Twilight removed the pencil from her mouth and turned it around to tap her chin. "Huh... That does sound pretty doozy-like. Do you know what it means?"

Pinkie Pie shrugged, making her fat tits bounce. "I dunno! I've never had one of those before! But something big and sexual just happened! Something that's going to change our lives, I think!"

The alicorn Princess of Friendship's brow furrowed in thought. "Something big and sexual..." She gasped and put her hands on Pinkie's shoulders. "Wait, you don't mean... You think the Harem Master has finally manifested?!"

"Maybe!" Pinkie replied bashfully, apologetic that she couldn't give one of her best friends a clear answer. "If it's not that... I'm not sure what it could mean. Maybe someone found a reality-altering artifact and they've decided to use it to make the world a sexier more perverted place?"

"Pinkie, don't joke about that," Twilight muttered with a shake of her head. "Though I will admit, the possibilities are equally unlikely, statistically speaking. I guess we'll just have to keep our eyes open. Thanks for the heads-up, Pinkie."

"I knew you'd get it! Thanks, Twi! See you later!" And with that, Pinkie Pie zoomed back out of the room.

"Are you sure you don't want, like, sandals or something?!" Twilight called after her, but she heard the front doors swing open and knew that Pinkie was long gone. With a sigh, Twilight returned to sorting her books. As it turned out, she was back in the fiction section again, with all the romance novels about intergalactic harem lords...

Twilight sighed wistfully. She'd had this thought many times before, and she couldn't resist voicing it again. "It's like we're in a smut story without a main character... I hope he shows up soon so I can suck his cock..."