Apogee glanced up at the clock as she turned the page to the last part of the exam: almost forty-five minutes left! All that studying had paid off, she was acing this English exam!

The final question at the top of the page confronted her: ’In the context of Fyodor Dostailovsky’s novel: Crime and Punishment and Friendship, write an essay regarding the duality of ponykind.’ 50% of exam.

YES! She had this nailed! She’d just reviewed the Hoof Notes on the book the evening before!

First she’d start out with something campy that teacher’s love, like: Dictionary definitive of duality tend to focus on… Blah blah blah, before writing a terse essay that would guarantee her the ’A’!

She picked up her pencil with her mouth, holding it with her lip as she began to put pencil to paper.

D…i…c…

Hehe, she giggled to herself.

Her mind wandered slightly as it thought back to the previous weekend and the things she’d gotten up to with her dad.

Naughty things.

She rolled the small cylindrical pencil around in her jaw. It was hard and smooth… but so much smaller, and not as warm… as alive.

Still she couldn’t help but trace her tongue up the pencil’s shaft, lovingly, playfully.

Apogee shifted in her school seat, her rear getting an all too familiar ache as she remembered a particularly steamy memory from a few days prior.

Her father and her were both exhausted, several hours into a rather debauched series of sexual activities that had left even the overly-energetic pegasus teen gasping.

"Ph-phew, I’m going to get a bottle of water, honey… You want one?’" Jet Stream stood up from the staircase, carefully extracting himself from his daughter as he turned to go down the three or four stairs to the kitchen.

Apogee moaned out, as she felt her father’s still hard cock and fat flare slide from her still aching fillyhood, a squelch of their combined juices escaping and pouring down a step. "Mnggg hungh, daddyeeee… ’sigh’ y-yes please."

Apogee slid down the four stairs like the puddle of aroused pegasus she was, not caring that she was rolling right through the puddle of juices if their latest simultaneous climax (what was another coat of love-paint at this point anyway?), before rolling onto her back in a heap at the base of the stairs.

She caught one last upside-down look at her father as he rounded the corner to the kitchen, his softening cock leaving a snail trail behind it, before she closed her eyes and hummed in contentment… The little filly felt so full and yet she was still so hungry for more.

A few moments passed as she rested with her eyes shut, imagining that she could feel her father’s juices sloshing inside her fertile teenage womb.

Then she felt something hot, heavy and damp plop on her face, laying all the way from her sweaty brow to the end of her cute nuzzle.

"Wakey, wakey sleepy head." A deep chuckling voice came from above her.

Apogee opened her eyes to realise that she had a face-full of hot, musky stallion cock. Her father’s semi-soft stallionhood was draped over her, the black steamy organ moulding itself against the contours of her face, his heavy, smooth ballsack being tickled by the hands of her mane.

"D-dad!!! G-gross!" She whined switching back to 16 year old teenager mode for a moment.

"Sorry h-hun," Jet laughed, "Couldn’t resist, I’ll move now-"

He paused as he felt his daughter’s tongue snake out to lap at his cock head, which was laying against her lips.

"Mnggg… lick I didn’t say I didn’t like it…" Apogee hummed sultrily, hearing her father respond with a stallion-like snort.

Her tongue continued to lap at the underside of her father’s flare, she couldn’t believe she could already discern the different mix of tastes there: her father’s tangy pre-cum, his salty, thick semen… her own sweet nectar, still coating his cock… but she could.

She began to feel his arousal, the weight on her face getting heavier and heavier as blood began to throb into her father.

"Ap-apogee…" He said breathlessly above her.

She brought one of her hooves up from her side to stroke the base of his sheath as her face was filled with expanding stallion cock, the raw heat of her father’s blood surging into his thickening cock making her face sweaty.

The cock head expanded out of reach of her tongue as she continued to lap at his now massively wideand heavy shaft. She could feel her father’s racing heartbeat through the veiny stallionhood throbbing on her face, the bulging medial ring now working it’s way to her lips as her father continued to lengthen.

"Celestia… lick I l-love your d-dick d-dad…" She moaned, in between attempts to wrap around his shaft with her drooling pink tongue.

"Hunnngh… A-apogee!" Jet Stream moaned again, grinding his now erect, thick cock against his daughter’s face as she begged for more.

"I LOVE your dick, Dad!" She shouted, her father’s cock twitching and letting out a splurt of pre-cum onto her chest, as she felt a sympathetic wink of her own in kind.

"Apogee."

"Apogee!"

"APOGEE!"

"Apogee!!!"

Apogee twisted in her seat, hearing a whispered, urgent, cry that startled her out if her reverent daydream and back to the present.

She saw her friend, Daisy Cutter, blushing furiously and trying desperately to not get caught whispering to her during the test.

"Wh-what is it, Diz?" Apogee asked, still trying to get her bearings.

"A-apogee… You’re leaking." Diz hissed, still blushing a furious shade of red.

Apogee realised she’d been seeking and wiped her mouth.

"N-no… You’re leaking… Down south."

Apogee looked down, setting that a steady pitter patter of dripping, sticky drops was falling off the back of her chair.

"Eep!" Apogee’s wings flared out in shock as she quickly swept her tail down into her juices to try to absorb some of them, quickly repositioning her butt to trap the sizable puddle that had formed on her chair.

She looked around, mortified, expecting to see all her classmates snickering and pointing at her, even though she and Diz were in the back corner of the class.

Luckily, it seemed like nopony had noticed a thing, as they were all still racing to finish the exam before time expired…

THE EXAM!

The bell went off.

"Time!" Her English teacher, Ms. Kindnicker called.

BUCK!

"Ms. Apogee, how exactly do you expect me to grade… this?" Apogee’s teacher sighed, holding up a drool covered page, covered in the word ’dick’ over and over.

Apogee was miserable. Her friend Diz had bailed her out by sprinting to the washroom and getting two hooffuls of paper towels before she’d had to get up, but she’d had no choice but to turn in her abysmal essay answer, which her teacher had promptly asked her to stay behind regarding.

"Uh… That the dual nature of ponykind is both sloppy and quite dickish?"

"Nice try," Ms. Kindnicker sighed, removing her glasses before fixing the desperate looking filly with a warm, understanding smile "… First heat and doing this new anti-suppressant fad, I take it?"

Apogee blushed, kicking at the floor "Y-yeah."

She sighed again. "I really don’t get you youth these days. Voluntarily putting yourselves through the full force of an estrus wave like that with no help from suppressors… I ought to teach you a lesson and grade this as it was submitted."

Apogee’s eyes got dewy as she thought about the impacts of failing this exam that she’d worked so hard for.

"But… I’m a big softy… I’ll let you off just this once. I’ll give your grade based only on the non-essay part of the exam… A+."

Apogee squeed, pumping her hoof in the air.

"But."

Apogee paused, a look of fear returning to her face… She was so close!

"… I’m afraid I’ll have to send a note to your father about this."

A sultry smirk formed on the teenage filly’s face.

"No problem."