“Oh, sweet Celestia,” Rhapsody said. In the blink of an eye, she bounded over the room’s centerpiece table and jumped onto your bed. “You fucked her, didn’t you?! I could just smell it reeling off of her as she passed by me—she was in estrus, and you gave her a good fuck!” And then you found her nuzzling your neck, taking in a deep breath of your scent. “Do me next.”