> It's a somber group that piles into the van
> Aria rides shotgun, an icepack pressed to her bruised head
> Sonata tries to comfort you, but she won't stop saying "Neighborfucked" 
> Adagio sits next to you and holds your hand tightly
> It's a relief when you all arrive in a clearing in the middle of small nature park
> You get some help unloading everything from the dazzled
> Then Adagio orders them to leave
> "Anon, we're counting on you to erect the tents."
"That wasn't a joke?"
> Sonata grins at as the other two set up camp chairs
> "Oh Anon, we don't joke about erections. Buildings are serious things."
> Adagio nods in mock seriousness
> "As are tents."
> Aria sits back and crosses her legs
> "And let us not forget about shorts."
> Orangy doesn't even bother trying to hide her smirk
> "Oh, I can never forget about shorts."
> Bluey bounces excitedly
> "Ooh! And skirts! They're comfy and easy to wear!"
> ...
"We're still talking about erecting things, right?"
> "Whaaaat?"
> Adagio sighs
> "Most of us are. Now please, use your extensive experience with poles and set up the tents."
"Yes Mistress."
> Ah, a return to normalcy
> You put up three tents with little trouble, ignoring the catcalls and whistles
> Rooting around in the pile of supplies, you find-
"C4?"
> Aria smiles
> "A girl has needs."
> Right
> At last, you straighten up and raise your eyebrows at Adagio
"Where's the fourth tent?"
> "It is fitting for a servant to be close at hand at all times."
> You cross your arms
"So, there isn't a fourth tent, say for the reason that you needed more time to have one prepared."
> She examines her fingernails
> "What an oddly specific thing to say, Anon. Surely you aren't complaining?"
"No, of course not. So, tents are done. What now?"
> Sonata's stomach growls
> "Lunch?"
> That was met with general approval and amusement
> You set out the ingredients for sub sandwiches, not even Bluey can mess that up
> Not to mention how gratifying it is to see the sirens slide long sandwiches into their mouths
> You did have a mild scare when Sonata chopped hers in half
> Then she grabbed a piece of sandwich in each hand and alternated taking bites
> After lunch, Sonata looks at the three of you
> "So, I was thinking, we could go on a hike, and like, explore!"
> Aria rolls her eyes and walks away
> Bluey calls out, "Where are you going?"
> "Getting wood."
> Smurfette turns to Adagio
> "You'll come with me, won't you?"
> Orangy waves a notepad
> "I'm writing lyrics while we still have light."
> Sonata looks to you with big, pleading eyes
"Alright, I'll go on a hike with you."
> "Great! Let's go!"
> She grabs your hand and starts off immediately
> You barely snag a water bottle before you are dragged off along some faint path through the trees

> You have to admit, it's rather fun watching Sonata flit around
> Crouching low to sniff some wildflowers, or to show you an odd caterpillar
> Trying to catch the occasional leaf as it falls
> Then you both freeze
> A moose pauses in the middle of the trail, staring directly at you
> A long moment passes in silence
> Then it walks away
> You let out a breath you weren't aware you were holding
> You turn to Sonata
"Where are we?"
> Pretty sure there aren't any moose near Canterlot High
> Bluey looks at you, with eyes full of wonder and information
> "In the wonderful world of nature!"
"No, like what is the map location we are at?"
> She frowns, considering this
> Finally,
> "I don't know!"
> You sigh
"Should have expected that. Shall we continue?"
> "Ooh! Can I have a drink first?"
"Alright."
> You hand her the bottle and she very nearly chugs half of it
> You are about to say something, but then she hands it back to you with a big smile
> "Glad I could depend on you, Anon!"
"Y-you too."
> Then she giggles and scampers off
> Weapons grade, that girl
> You jog to catch up
> Once the two of you double back, you get pretty thirsty yourself
> Damn your Japanese mangoes
> All you can think about as you drink from your bottle is how her lips touched the same thing
> As you screw the cap back on, you look around
> Where'd she go?
"Sonata?"
> Nothing
> You jog a little further down the track
"Sonata?"
> How hard can it be to find a blue girl in a forest?
> You round the bend, and thank goodness, there she is
> ...
> With her skirt flipped up (nice ass), and
> How to put this delicately?
"Why are you humping that tree?"
> She looks over her shoulder at you
> "I'm not humping, I'm hugging! It's my way of saying 'thank you' to mister tree, for letting me pee standing up."
> It's then that you notice the dark streak down the trunk between her legs
> Looking carefully, it looks like she didn't get any pee on herself
"Clever girl."
> "You're a pretty weird guy, watching me pee."
> Crap
> You turn away
"Sorry, I just, you were gone, and then I saw your sweet ass, and I just got distracted. I mean,"
> "Sweet ass?"
> She giggles
> "It's okay, Anon. You can totally check out my sweet ass."
> ...
> You turn around, but Sonata is back on the path, her short skirt swishing around her thighs
"Ah, I guess I missed my chance."
> You start walking after her 
> "Just lift up my skirt, it's not like I'm wearing panties right now."
> Heart status: racing
"Just lift up your... really?"
> Bluey grins at you over her shoulder
> "For realsies."
> You close the distance between the two of you
> Your hand reaches out hesitantly, your fingers brushing pink cloth
> Her skirt lifts marginally, and you find yourself fascinated by the play of the muscles in her thighs
> With a firmer grip on the hem, you lift the skirt
> Two light blue cheeks are revealed, swaying and bulging with her every step
> You start to fall behind, mesmerized
> The skirt goes taut, and Sonata stops
> "Third leg getting in the way?"
"S-something like that."
> Bluey bends over, resting her hands on her knees
> "Go ahead and touch it~!"
> You are breathing heavily as you gently pull the skirt up onto the curve of her lower back
> Your hands descend up her booty like snow from a winter sky
> She writhes a little at your gentle touch
> "Ohh, nice! I shoulda done this long ago."
> Your finger tips trace small circles in her tender flesh
> Anon Jr is insistently reminding you of his incarceration
> You increase the pressure slowly, rubbing her butt cheeks in circular motions
> Sonata moans a little, shifting her weight from leg to leg
> As you grip her rear more firmly, you catch glimpses of her womanhood from between her cheeks
> Finally you spread her ass, looking fully upon her puckered hole and slit
> "Oh Anon~, what ever could you be doing?"
> What are you doing?
> You are...
"Teasing you."
> You let go, then give her rump a good swat
> Look at all that jiggling
> Nice
> Bluey straightens up, rubbing her butt and frowning petulantly
> "That's not a very nice way of thanking me for touching my butt."
"You know, you're right."
> You wrap her up in a tight hug, her arms trapped at her sides
> She practically melts in your arms
> "Mmmm, that's better."
> You give her an extra tight squeeze, then let her go
> Sonata staggers a bit, a dopey grin on her face
"Shall we go back to camp?"
> "What ever you say, Anon."
> Stupid sexy Sonata
> You make it back to the camp without further incident
> Admittedly, with far more glances at Bluey's rear than normal, but that's to be expected
> You find Aria cutting paper into little humanoid dolls, a fire burning merrily not to far away
> Well, you didn't expect that, but it's not too surprising
> Adagio is simply napping in her camping chair, an open book draped across her stomach
> Cute
> Bluey skips over to the fire
> "So, Aria, let me see your wood!"
> "Go away."
> "C'mon, show me your long, thick, sticky tree branch~."
> Aria picks up her ax
> "You know, I was thinking of adding more limbs to the fire. How nice of you to volunteer."
> Sonata sprints away, hiding behind you
> "Save me!"
> You just sigh
"You girls want to play card games or something?"
> Purple Panda gives you a blank look
> "Can I burn them?"
"No."
> "Then that's my answer."
> Right
> You look over your shoulder
"What about you, bluey?"
> "Bluey?"
> Oh, you did say that out loud
"It's a nickname."
> She beams at you
> "I like it!"
> Good, but
"So, you up for a card game?"
> "Well, I don't actually know any."
"You don't know any? You're a thousand years old!"
> Aria looks up at that
> "Older, actually. Does it bother you, being preyed upon by three ancient women?"
> You roll your eyes
"Maybe I would be, except that you all look like smoking hot teenagers. But seriously, how does Sonata not know how to play a single card game?"
> Purple punk gives you a flat look
> "She's Sonata."
"Ah, right."
> The girl in question scowls
> "Hey, stop talking like I'm not here."
> You turn and stare deeply into her eyes
"Yes?"
> A blush rises to her cheeks
> "I- I just never got around to it, alright?"
"I believe you."
> Bluey sighs happily, leaning on your chest
> Aria coughs
> "You actually touched her butt."
> Your eyes snap to the firebug
"How can you possibly know that?"
> She rolls her eyes
> "We've been together for over a thousand years. You pick up on certain tells over time."
> Now that she mentions it, Sonata did have an uncanny hugging sense
"Fair enough."
> "Hardly. You've grabbed Adagio's boobs, Sonata's butt, and nothing of mine."
"I seem to remember you vigorously rubbing your crotch against mine."
> She tosses one of her paper people cutouts into the fire
> "That was Mister Rogers talking. You haven't really touched me."
> This is a really weird conversation, especially while you have a cute blue girl nuzzling your chest
"Do you... want me to touch you?"
> Just then, Adagio starts to stir
> Aria glances between the her and you quickly
> She practically hisses, "Yes!"
> Your self-preservation instincts kick in and you set bluey in a camping chair before finding your own
> Adagio raises her head and looks blearily around
"Have a nice nap?"
> Orangy focuses on you
> "I suppose. I see you returned safely."
"Indeed."
> "Good. Right..."
> She scratches her head tiredly, then looks up at the mid afternoon sun
> "Shall we play a game?"
"Do you have one in mind?"
> Adagio leans back in her chair, stroking her book like a cat
> "Sequence."
> Sonata jumps excitedly
> "Oh! I love sequence!"
> Aria is suspicious
> "What are you planning, Adagio?"
> Orangy leans forward
> "There aren't enough colors for four players. I was thinking we could do teams, and the losers have to cook all the meals for the rest of the trip."
> Aria glances at Sonata apprehensively
> Adagio catches this
> "I see you understand. One last thing: you choose the teams."
> Purple Panda raises her eyebrows
> Sonata looks around, sensing the increased tension
> "Um, Anon could just take my place..."
> Orangy smiles
> "That's nice of you, but it's more fun to play together. Now hush, Mommy's scheming."
> Aria considers her choices, a series of expressions crossing her face
> Finally she settles on a frown
> "Anon and I against you and Sonata."
> Adagio leaps out of her chair in on sinuous motion
> "Come on, Sonata, let's plan our strategy."
> Bluey skips over happily, and the two of them whisper heatedly while digging in the supply pile
> Aria draws you aside
> "You do know how to play, right?"
"Connect five, discard playing cards to put checkers on the board. It's been a while, but yeah I know how. But before we talk strategy, are you sure you want Sonata cooking for us?"
> Professor Plum gives you a flat look
> "There is no strategy. We must lose."
"Oh, kay. So why did you volunteer to be on the losing team?"
> "If you look at it the right way, I'm apologizing to Adagio, she's forgiving me, and we are both managing Sonata."
> You lead her over to the picnic table and sit down
"Okay, I can see how taking the penalty is apologizing, but how is she forgiving you?"
> Aria stares down at her lap, and bites her lip
> "Get to spend time with-"
> The sequence board hits the table with dull clatter
> Sonata grins
> "Game time!"

> Your hand sucks
> Two wilds, a one-eyed jack and three others clustered around the corners
> Normally, that'd be great, but you are fighting for a world where pancakes don't have eggshells in them
> You notice Adagio nod in your peripheral vision
> As you play one of the normal cards, Sonata fans herself with her hand
> "Ugh, it's so hot out here, like, for realzies."
> Aria rolls her eyes
> "It's summertime, Sonata, it's supposed to be hot out."
> Bluey just sticks her tongue out and plays a card, seemingly at random
> As the game develops, the ditz keeps on complaining about the heat
> It's kinda annoying, and Aria isn't enduring it well
> You'd be the same way, but then Sonata pulls at her shirt, exposing a little more cleavage
> One of the times, she catches you looking, and smirks in response
> The board is starting to fill up, making it increasingly hard to make bad, but not obvious moves
> It's your turn again, and you pause, considering your options
> "This is just too much, I need to cool down."
> Aria rolls her eyes
> "Really, you are the-"
> Bluey shucks off her shirt
> 420 stops talking
> That bra... you're pretty sure it's a size too small
> Not that you're complaining
> Adagio nudges you
> "Come on Anon, your turn."
"Oh, right."
> You take off your shirt as well
> Ah yes, blushes all around
> Purple Panda coughs
> "You're turn to play a card, Anon."
"Oh, right."
>Sonata crosses her arms below her bust, lifting it slightly
> Okay, you know exactly what she is doing
> That doesn't stop you from keeping your eyes on the prize
> Boobs
> You select a card at random from your hand, and discard it
> Aria groans
> "That's a wild, Anon. Please tell me you meant to play that."
> You glance at the card
"Oh. Yes, I definitely meant to do that."
> You scan the board quickly, and drop a checker on an empty space in the middle
> Sonata grins, slamming down her card
> "We just got a sequence! In. Your. Face! You thought you could have Anon on your team, and we would be all distracted, fantasizing about his dick, when instead it is Anon fantasizing about my dick!"
> ...
> What
> Bluey shakes her chest in Aria's face
> "Who's the worst now, huh?"
> Explosive Eggplant glares at you from across the table and behind the blue foothills of paradise
> "Anon, we are going to beat this blithering idiot. First in the game, then with planks of wood with nails in them."
"Okay."
> Aria surges up, knocking Sonata back to her seat
> Your teammate grabs you by your shoulders and shakes you vigorously
> "NO, NOT OKAY, I AM TIRED OF THIS SHIT, AND WE ARE GOING TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! AM I UNDERSTOOD?"
> She pauses, and the world stops blurring
"Yes ma'am, I understand ma'am."
> "Good."
> She drops you, and you collapse onto your seat
> Aria sits, gives her a hand a sour once-over, and slaps a card down
> The game moves on, and you find your gaze increasingly drawn to Sonata's bust
> Adagio pauses on her turn
> "Hmmm, doesn't it seem like Anon hasn't been playing his best? I wonder why that could be."
> Sonata chuckles evilly
> Aria scowls
> "He's the worst teammate."
"Rude."
> Adagio smirks
> "Oh Aria, how does it feel to know that Sonata is better at managing him than you are?"
> With that, she plays her card
> Professor Plum growls
> "Anon, look at me."
> You look up from your hand
> Aria is blushing, and taking off her jacket
> You bite your lip
> Dose shoulders
> She looks straight into your eyes
> "Here's the deal. You make good plays, you get to see more. Got it?"
> You swallow
"Got it."
> You take a serious look at the board
> To be honest, it's not that hard to make good plays, there are lots of runs of three everywhere
> Wait
> Oh hell yes
> You slap down the jack of diamonds
"How do you like that, we got a sequence too."
> After placing the checker, you raise an eyebrow at Aria
> She averts her eyes, but slowly lifts her top, exposing a fair bit of the underside of her breasts
> Adagio peeks at your lap
> "Oh, well done, he likes that."
> The grouch lowers her top, blushing furiously
> "Good."
> Sonata rubs her chin
> "So that's the way you want to play, huh?"
> Aria scowls at her
> "No, this is the way you wanted to play. Now take your stupid turn."
> "Fine, fine. What a grump."
> Your beleaguered teammate turns to Adagio
> "Can I please kill her? Please?"
> Orangy simply smiles
> "Now now, if I'm not allowed to kill you, you aren't allowed to kill her."
> Aria sits back with a sigh
> Bluey happily makes her play, yet another checker in a random spot
> A few more plays, and it's back to you
> Sonata is fussing with something behind her back
> "Oh, Anon~!"
"Yes?"
> Just as her bra begins to sag, she brings an arm around to hold it up
> The straps hang loose off her shoulders
> "If you make a bad move, I'll make a move too!"
"Huh."
> Adagio grins at Aria's reddening face
> "Can you match that deal? Or are your breasts not enough to match, let alone overcome her influence?"
"Wait, "
> Purple Panda takes a deep breath
> "I have faith in Anon's ability to recognize true beauty."
"Thanks, but,"
> Sonata drops her arm, baring her chest
> Recognize this!"
> Jiggle jiggle
> Aria shucks off her top, thrusting her bare chest out proudly
> She glares at you haughtily
> "Well?"
> So this is what Paris of Troy felt like
> Wait a second
> He had three
"I think I would need the full range, to truly make a judgment."
> Bluey cocks her head to the side
> "Full range? Like this?"
> She lifts her melons high, then lets them fall
> Such jiggling
"Wow. No, I meant that Aphrodite and Athena stand before me, but Hera has yet to reveal herself."
> She is even more confused, looking around curiously
> "Where are they? I'm not seeing anyone else..."
> Aria, still flustered, raises an eyebrow at Adagio
> "He means that we are goddesses, and that Adagio should show off her boobs."
> Sonata giggles at that
> Orangy's composure begins to fail
> "I don't see why-"
> Aria puts her hands on her hips
> "Everyone else is topless. Join us."
> Bluey nods enthusiastically
> "Joooiiiin uuuuuussss!"
> You scoot a little closer, your hip pressing against hers
> You wrap an arm around her back, your hand resting on her other hip
> She looks at you, your faces so close
> You whisper, low and rough
"Join us."
> Adagio blushes and averts her eyes
> "Fine, you weirdos."
> Sonata cheers at that
> Orangy takes it slow, shedding layers until she's just wearing a bra
> Aria rests her chin on her interlaced fingers
> "Go on, it's nothing we haven't all seen before."
> Adagio scowls at her
> "Anon hasn't!"
> Lavender Bender considers this
> "Nothing we haven't all groped before."
> Sonata looks at you with big eyes
> "Whaaaaatttt?"
> You hold your hands defensively
"It was to save Aria's life."
> Orangy stands up
> "Everyone be quiet! I'll do it, just stop talking."
> Aria makes eye contact with you
> "That's what she said."
> Your breath bursts out of your mouth, and you try to pass off the sound as a cough
> Adagio just glares at you two, then sighs
> She unhooks her bra and neatly puts it on the pile of clothes beside her
> "Happy?"
> She sits back down
"Very."
> You put your hand to your chin, carefully examining each of the glorious racks before you
> Sonata's is definitely the plumpest, and she wiggles a little while under your thorough gaze
> Nice
> You turn to Aria, who is not as comfortable as she would like you to think about being topless
> Hers are perky, but somewhat substantial
> If you had to guess, they would be almost exactly a handful
> She relaxes somewhat as your gaze turns to the third siren
> Adagio has to stop herself from covering up, settling on keeping her tense fists in her lap, her arms pressing against the sides of her bared breasts
> Even then, it's obvious that she has the smallest set, a fact of which she is thoroughly aware
> Yet somehow, her shyness and insecurity makes her boobs all the cuter
> You glance down at her hand of cards, and sigh
"Ladies, I must preface this decision with the statement that you all have wonderful breasts, and I would love to shower them with attention and kisses."
> You are pretty sure each of the girls is rubbing their thighs together at that thought
> Adagio certainly is
"However, I must say that the pair that appeal to me the most, belong to Aria."
> Aria covers her mouth in surprise, blushing deeply
> Sonata is a little put out, but she shrugs and pats Pigtails on the back
> "Congratulations!"
> Adagio is hit rather harder by this revelation
> She brings her arms to her chest and hunches over a little
> You put your arm around her shoulder and squeeze her reassuringly
"I still find you very, very attractive."
> Orangy looks up at you, her eyes a turmoil of emotion
"After all, you are more than your mammaries."
> With that you withdraw your arm, and lightly trace a finger from the nape of her neck, down her spine and to her waist before pulling completely away
> Her back arches at the stimulation, and she inhales sharply
> You grin, and turn back to the game
"While this has been fun, it's ultimately moot."
> You drop your last wild, blocking off one potential sequence
"They have two more ready to go, and Adagio has a wild."
> Sonata gazes at the board in amazement
> "We won! Ahaha! Yes yes yes!"
> Aria tries to scowl, but she ends up looking at you with an indecipherable  expression on her face
> Adagio starts putting her clothes back on immediately
> "I had wondered how long we could keep it going, but this is an acceptable end."
> She glances up at you
> "I'll be in our tent. Let me know when dinner is ready."
> She strolls away, head held high
> Sonata busies herself with putting the game away, blissfully content to leave the girls hanging out
> She makes shooing motions at team Arianon
> "You have fallen before the mighty, the busty, the invincible Sonata! Go and make her foo..."
> She frowns
> "Hey, you get to make dinner! What about me?"
> You pat her shoulder
> "You win some, you lose some. Did you at least have fun playing the game?"
> Sonata pauses, then smiles at you
> "Yup! Aaaand I won! How cool is that?"
"Pretty cool."
> With that she prances off to her tent, carrying the game with her
> That leaves...
> Aria approaches, looking you straight in the eye
> "I want you to touch me like you touched Adagio."
> She turns around, presenting her bare back to you
> You reach out with a single finger,
> "Start from the bottom."
> Alright
> You lightly touch the pad of your middle finger to where her spine meets her pants
> Her breath hitches
> You slowly trace up her spine, relishing the sensation and her shuddering breaths
> As your finger grazes up the nape of her neck, her back arches, her breasts thrust out and forward
> As you pull your finger away, her breathing begins to return to normal
> "Th-thanks, Anon."
> She goes to collect her clothes
"Any time."
> Aria pauses
> "Anytime? Really?"
> You'd say yes, but...
"Anytime it wouldn't get me killed."
> She smiles at that, and gets dressed
> "Fair enough. Now let's make dinner."