Stress Relief

Rainbow Dash zipped through the sky, air rushing by her ears, burning the insides of her snout. This was what she lived for, to see the world disappear into a blue blur, peppered with spits and spots of colour. It was perfection, her own little world to escape into whenever she wanted. Despite the adrenaline surging through her body telling her that everything was great, Rainbow knew something was wrong. Even while flying at her top speed, the blur she enjoyed so much kept solidifying into actual shapes and breaking her concentration. She already knew the reason for this bizarre phenomenon, and that was wind resistance. She’d gotten a little out of shape over the last few months, thanks mostly to Pinkie Pie. If she hadn’t been forced to make up for all those times she didn’t eat Pinkie’s pies, by eating more pies, this wouldn’t be happening. She was already struggling to fit into her Wonderbolt uniform and it wouldn’t be long before the other Wonderbolts notice her performance slipping.

It was why she’d opted to make the trip to visit a friend for a quick fix. Sure, she could just lose the weight through exercise and hard work, but then how would she fit that in with her schedule? She had to attend practice, hang out with her friends, nap at least twice a day, assist with the weather, eat and sleep. She probably had one of the busiest working days of any of her friends, or even anyone else. Just as well really, if Twilight had a busier day then the meeting they were about to have would have been unfeasible. Rainbow Dash slowed her flight and dropped down to ground level. She gently tapped down on the ground and broke into a trot as she approached Twilight’s castle. Grand and imposing as it always seemed, Rainbow bounded up the stairs to the door. She rapped a knuckle off the door and waited for it to open. She waited and she waited. There was no reply. She knocked again, this time a little more forcefully. The door opened to reveal a small, purple, dragon, tiredly rubbing his eyes as though he’d just awakened from a nap.

“Rainbow Dash? What’re you doing here? It’s 6am…”

In her efforts to get to Twilight and fix her problem, Rainbow Dash had forgotten to take into account that her friends didn’t have to be up as early as her. Pinkie Pie might have been up, but the thought of spending a few hours at the bakery and chowing down on even more pies, made her feel sick to her stomach. The only other pony that would have been up as early as her was Applejack and Rainbow Dash wasn’t really in the mood for some friendly competition, especially when she wasn’t confident in her speed. “Heh, sorry, Spike. Didn’t keep track of time during my training. Still, you’re up! So while you are, mind letting me in to see Twilight? It’s kinda important.”

The dragon looked sternly at the blue pegasus. “Sure, she’s in the library. Probably hasn’t slept all night anyway, she’s been cataloguing again.”

“Didn’t she just catalogue her entire library last weekend?”

Spike nodded. “She did. She’s only doing it again because she received a copy of Spells and Spectres: An In-depth Analysis. Well, that and she realised there was a cataloguing error, so naturally she started the whole thing again.”

Rainbow Dash shook her head. “Ya think she knows she’s a total egghead? Or is she completely oblivious?”

Spike just rubbed his eyes with the tips of his fingers. “Rainbow, are you coming in or not? If I don’t get my hours, I’m gonna be so grumpy come the morning…”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” She barged her way into the castle and trotted off to the main library. Spike grumbled under his breath as he shut the door and retired to bed. The library was quite the trek through the castle, even further than the throne room where most of Rainbow’s visits ended up. Come to think of it, she wasn’t totally sure she’d ever seen the library before and why would she? All the books she wanted to read were in the bookstore under the category of A.K.Yearling.

The further into the castle she went, the more curious she became. For instance, several of the doors she walked by gave off the most heavenly aroma, as though several cakes were baking behind them. A little further on she encountered a door that sounded like it was holding back a beast of tremendous power. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of walking, she happened upon the sound of books frantically being shuffled into place. This was the place. Rainbow walked to the elegant crystal door and pressed her ear to it. She sniffed the air, detecting a certain dryness in the atmosphere almost devoid of moisture. It made her want to drink water and never stop. Along with the suspicious dryness to the atmosphere, Rainbow heard Twilight muttering to herself beyond the door. Typical egghead. Overthinking a simple task to the point that an outsider would think they’d gone mad. She gave the door a gentle push and stepped into the library.

“Twilight! I’ve got a...uh…” Rainbow’s mouth fell open at the sight of the library. Books were strewn all around the shelves, some organised into the relevant categories. While others were thrown around into piles with no real thought as to their categorisation. Several piles balanced precariously against the west wall, as a magic spell piled even more books atop them. Twilight buzzed between them the rush of air from her body threatening to send the piles crashing to the floor.

Spike had definitely been right about Twilight, there was no way she’d slept at all. In the moments when she paused to file some books, or add them to the growing piles, Rainbow could see the bags under her eyes. Accompanied by big black semi-circles under her eyes and a body odour that rivalled Dash after a particularly intense workout. Perhaps she’d been at this a little longer than just the night? Rainbow smacked her lips as the dry atmosphere continued to intrude upon her mouth and throat. How was Twilight working up a sweat in here? Rainbow Dash felt like the moisture was being drained from her body just by standing still, there was no telling how Twilight felt. As Twilight continued to buzz about the room like a fly that had forgotten where the open window was, Rainbow took flight to join her.

Carefully she ducked under streams of books as they drifted around the room, waiting to be directed to their new home. She passed between the piles of books, narrowly avoiding a copy of Heavy Books and Their Uses as it fell down from above. She watched Twilight zip around the room, books following along with her, until Rainbow formed a pattern. It wasn’t easy. Twilight’s movements were rather erratic, hardly ever going back to the same shelf more than once in a few minutes. But there were several categories that Twilight zipped back and forth between, namely that of science and magic. Rainbow positioned herself on the path between both categories and readied herself for an impending Twilight. The alicorn rushed around and as she approached Rainbow, the pegasus stuck out an arm. Twilight collided with her outstretched appendage and gasped as the air was knocked from her lungs. While Twilight was lost in the confusion that followed, Rainbow wrapped her other arm around her friend and raced down to the ground. She slowed her descent just enough that the pair collided with the ground, Rainbow straddling Twilight to keep her from flying off again.

“Gah! Rainbow? What’re you doing here? And what’s wrong with saying hello like a normal pony?”

“Hate to break it to you, Twilight but I don’t think I’ve heard anyone having a successful conversation when you’re in the zone.”

“Well, I’ll give you that but weren’t there better ways of getting my attention? Like calling my name and not just assaulting me?!”

“Hey, it got your attention didn’t it?”

Twilight scowled and rubbed her neck, there’d be a bruise there at some point later on. “That as it may be, you still didn’t explain why you were in the first place.”

“Oh yeah! Well I need your help with a spell. I need something that’ll make me more...aerodynamic right around here,” She gestured to her stomach and how it bulged slightly, giving a curve compared to the rest of her slender frame. “Ya think you’ve got something for that?”

“Oh yeah, there’s a great spell for that!” Twilight replied, her voice brimming with such excitement that it seemed false. “It’s called exercise.”

Rainbow Dash’s face fell as Twilight’s tone changed to one of pure sarcasm. “Oh harr harr, Twilight. Real funny. If this was any other time then I would happily go off and exercise to get rid of this excess. But-”

“You left it too late and now there’s some big event coming up that’ll judge you harshly because of it?”

“Yeah...the Wonderbolt Weigh-ins are later today. If I don’t pass it, I’ll be lumped into the intensive recruit training until I do. My reputation can’t take a hit like that! It’ll be the end of my career as a Wonderbolt! Spitfire won’t invite me to all the cool Canterlot parties!”

“Since when did you care about parties in Canterlot?” Twilight asked.

“Focus, Twilight. You’re missing the point here. I need you to help me out here, can you do that or not?”

Twilight sighed. “Fine, fine, I’ll see what I can do. Of course this would be a much easier spell to find if someone hadn’t interrupted me while I was in the middle of organising my shelves.”

Rainbow Dash knew that Twilight had a point. The alicorn/librarian could practically recite the Pony Decimal code for any book off the top of her head and where one would find it. At least she could if the shelves of her library weren’t in complete disarray. Twilight sat herself down on the floor and levitated several books over, hovering them around her as she flicked through the pages. Rainbow took a single book and retired to a quiet corner of the library, thumbing idly through the pages.

Books on magic are hardly interesting she thought. Nothing like the Daring Do books.

While both series dealt with the wonders of magic, Daring Do had more action and adventure elements. The words leapt off the page, creating vivid and wild landscapes through which to journey. Whereas Twilight’s book on magic was nothing short of being dull as dishwater. The language was archaic, the words didn’t jump out at her and instead seemed to sink deeper into the page. How did Twilight manage to read this stuff? Rainbow sighed loudly, discarding the book and taking to lounging against a nearby pile of them. Meanwhile, Twilight burned her way through books as though it was nothing. Quite the sight really. Rainbow Dash couldn’t believe her eyes as she witnessed the speed in which Twilight pored over her books. Most would take it slow to make sure they got all the relevant details, but Twilight just zipped through them.

“Aha!” Twilight cried, looking up from her book and facing Rainbow Dash. “There’s a spell here that should help you out.”

“Yeah? What’s it say?”

“Strangely enough, exactly what you asked for. There’s something here about aerodynamics, a smudge here that I think makes reference to losing weight. And there’s another smudge down here that says it’s perfect for smudge flyers!”

“Well what are you waiting for? Hurry up and cast it! I’ve gotta be at the weigh-ins today not a week from now!”

Twilight gave a snort of derision and read the spell again, just to be sure she’d got it memorised. Her horn lit up with a swell of magic as she began to cast the spell, pointing her horn directly at Rainbow Dash. The pegasus stood confidently, puffing out her chest and making sure Twilight’s horn pointed towards her stomach. The last thing needed was for Twilight to cast the spell on the wrong spot and throw her off her game even further. Almost on cue, Twilight fired off a beam of light from her horn which struck Rainbow straight in the stomach. The mare shuddered as her body was enveloped in a purple aura before it disappeared, leaving her noticeably slimmer than before. Rainbow patted her stomach, grinning a mile wide as she saw the difference the spell had made.

“Thanks Twilight!” She began as she zipped off towards the door. “I’ll let you know how it goes!”

Twilight watched as Rainbow rushed off out the door, leaving her alone once more. Out of curiosity, she returned her gaze to the spell book and re-read the spell she’d just cast. To her surprise, now that she didn’t have Rainbow Dash hovering over her shoulder, she realised there was a little note in the corner. Someone, most likely the previous owner had scrawled p.t.o onto the corner of the page. Her curiosity piqued, she followed the instructions and turned over the page. Her eyes darted down it, growing wider as she took in the information on the page. “Oh no…”

Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash was outside already high in the sky. She was delighted that she’d found a way to beat the weigh-ins, though she’d only use it this once. Maybe. The strict dietary requirements of being a Wonderbolt often left her feeling more than hungry and with a friend like Pinkie, it was only asking for trouble. Resisting somepony like Pinkie Pie was a trial in itself, but with this spell she could eat whatever Pinkie threw at her and she’d never have to worry again! She chuckled to herself, wondering if the other Wonderbolts had thought of something like this, or if she was the first one to think of it. As she approached the Wonderbolt Academy she saw the line for the weigh-ins reaching out of the front door. The cadets always went first, while the actual Wonderbolts had their weigh-in privately, to avoid rumours spreading. She touched down on the runway and started a confident walk towards the Academy itself. She passed by some of her colleagues, a few of which dropped their jaws at the sight of Rainbow Dash, looking more athletic and toned than she ever had. Rainbow Dash allowed their looks of surprise to feed her ego and grow her confidence.

Though that confidence didn’t last long as she felt a stirring in her stomach. Rather than feeling how slim and taut her stomach was, her arms crossed across it. Practically bent double, Rainbow Dash took a quick detour and slipped down the side of the Academy building. There was a little alcove here that she’d been using to hide from Spitfire or any of the other Wonderbolts when she had a rough day. It had yet to be discovered by anyone else, so it made the perfect location to wait out whatever problem was going on with her stomach. She unzipped the front of her Wonderbolts uniform to allow her body to breathe better. Not that it did her as much good as she expected it to do. While the sensation in her stomach seemed to travel lower, causing her slight discomfort on its travels, her temperature also shot up. Suddenly, in the confined space of the alcove, it felt like that of the sauna down at the spa. She began to pant as heat got too much for her, she was tempted to lose her uniform completely. The only thing stopping her was the possibility of being discovered, it would be just her luck to be found out by some random cadet, or worse, by Spitfire.

She tugged at the zipper of her uniform, pulling it all the way down to her waistline, dangerously close to her crotch. Her hands yanked down harder, trying to pull the zipper down further than it was able to. The cool air nipped at her body in a bid to lower her temperature, but the heat proved to be a clever thing. It began to build up around her legs and nethers, causing her to squirm and squeeze her legs together. The bitter scent of arousal began to fill the air, wafting into her nostrils. Breathing it in only seemed to be making things worse for Rainbow Dash. Her crotch began to burn with an unheard of level of lust, it was as though someone had lit a fire under her. Her crossed legs did the job for now, but the urge to caress herself was growing ever stronger. Subconsciously, her body prepared her for a little alone time, causing her to utter a throaty moan and slip her bodysuit down over her shoulders. Her nipples puffed up and hardened as the cool breeze attacked them, with Rainbow reluctantly covering them with her hands.

Her fingers pinched at her nipples between the fingers of her flat palm, issuing another moan from Rainbow followed by a thrusting of her hips. What had Twilight done to her? Ordinarily she could suppress her urges when out in public but this was ridiculous. There was something wrong with that spell, or the spellcaster. Twilight had a reputation for messing up spells now and again, whether it was teleportation or body morphing, the amount of stories about it numbered thousands. If Rainbow managed to quell the raging fire from within she’d fly straight back to Twilight and make her undo whatever it was that was happening to her. Rainbow gently rubbed her hands against her breasts, slowly giving in the urge inside. She breathily sighed as sensations of pleasure rushed down her spine, the thought of being caught sunk further into the back of her mind. What did it matter if someone saw? Her fingers tweaked her nipples harder, while she spared a hand to stroke down her stomach. There was no time to admire just how slim she was now though, instead she’d be bringing those feelings to a climax.

She slipped her hand into her suit and moved further south to the sweet spot. She only stopped when she felt an unusual bulge where there shouldn’t have been one. She pressed her palm flat against her groin, gasping as a mound of sensitive flesh reacted to her touch. She slipped past it, reaching instead of her genitals, that sweet honeypot that would bring all this warmth and pleasure to an end. Except her body had other plans. The bulge that she had passed by began to expand and swell, growing longer and thicker, while two extra lumps swell out underneath. Reluctantly, Rainbow pulled her hand back as the space around her crotch grew smaller by the second. With her hand out of the way, she had a better look at just what it was that formed a bulge in the front of her outfit. She gasped in surprise and arousal as the beginnings of a stallion phallus swelled up over her waistband. Its colour was the same blue as her body, albeit slightly darker towards the base. Swelling out underneath her newly acquired phallus were two balls, each the size of a golf ball and still growing. Her shaft already drooled pre as it burst up her body, growing beyond her stomach. It bobbed grotesquely, crying out for Rainbow’s touch.

Rainbow had no intention of indulging such a thing, she wasn’t a stallion, she was a mare and she was gonna get off like a mare would. While her shaft swelled up to nestle between her flat chest, she attempted to slip her hands back below her waist. She managed to slip her fingers through the gap presented by her swollen shaft, but with her balls now the size of tennis balls, she couldn’t get close to her vagina. She sighed, the heat that had once been burning in her loins, travelled up her shaft instead. It bobbed again, this time vigorously slapping against her breasts in defiance of Rainbow’s attempts to ignore it. Rainbow grimaced as she attempted to clasp her fingers around the thick, veiny mass that was her newly acquired shaft. She couldn’t close her fingers around it, but she continued to stroke herself regardless. She turned her head to the side and looked off to the grounds while she pumped her shaft. Pre dribbled down her cock and over her fingers, her mind racing with thoughts about how it would taste. Her other hand reached through the gap in the her waistband and fondled her balls. She’d done both of these things for stallions before, but doing it for herself was an alienating experience.

With each squash of her balls, her shaft throbbed in her grip, bulging her fingers outwards before relaxing again. She opened her mouth and let her tongue hang out, panting away. The higher her arousal climbed, the more her inhibitions seemed to vanish. Thoughts rushed through her head, things such as taking her depraved little show into the public eye. Or taking her meaty, stallion cock to Spitfire’s office and giving her boss something to make up for all the hard time she’d given her. She managed to keep her feet planted firmly where they were though, her shaft moving from dribbles to spurts of pre. Her hand stroked faster, splashing pre over her body. The question of taste was answered as splashes of salty pre splattered against her tongue. She moaned again, savouring the taste of her own fluids, her ego being stroked by how delicious it was. Slowly but surely, she was reaching her peak and the conclusion of her depraved antics. With a final squeeze of her balls, the veins on her shaft bulged and a noticeable trail pulsed up the underside. With a louder moan, Rainbow Dash’s shaft exploded in a shower of seed.

Jets of white spurted forth in against the walls around her, splattering her suit and hair. The goggles in her hair received healthy dollops of her seed too, no doubt leaving a stain or two. The spurts showed no signs of slowing down as Rainbow Dash thrust her hips forwards, leaving her shaft to pulse and spasm on its own. The sensations were like no other, while her ordinary mare orgasms had been powerful on their own, this one was an improvement. Each spurt of seed sent a new, stronger, wave of pleasure washing over her. Her legs shivered and shook as she struggled to keep herself standing. Beneath her outfit, her balls visibly tensed, pulling tight and releasing again. As a minute went by, Rainbow Dash finally saw the light at the end of the orgasmic tunnel. Her shaft continued to dribble and spurt seed but in a much more subdued way. She rested her head back against the wall and gasped loudly. Even now the pleasure left her speechless, her cock shrinking in size but retaining its thickness. It flopped down and hung down beside her thighs, swinging to and fro in the gentle breeze.

After another minute of rest, her heart rate began to settle and her cock had softened completely. The shaft refused to shrink further, leaving the mare reluctantly decided that it was here to stay. At least until she could find time to make it to Twilight’s for a reversal. She brushed off great globs of cum from her suit and hair as best she could before attempting to shove her dick into the confines of her outfit. She regretted going for the tightest of the tighter suits, she could really do with something of a pouch, like what Soarin had. She sighed and fiddled with her cock some more, panting softly and hoping it didn’t get erect again. She managed to slip it into the leg of her suit, pushing it down and pulling the zipper up to avoid any kind of nipping. Her balls each took a leg to themselves and Rainbow confidently zipped her outfit back up. She spared a glance down and although there was a definite bulge there, she could pass it off if she didn’t draw attention to it. She stepped out from the alcove and quickly stepped around to the front of the Academy. The time for her weigh-in had come, Spitfire and Soarin were gathered by the door. She hurried over, cursing the fact that she’d even tried to lose that weight with a quick fix. As she mingled with her colleagues she just hoped to herself that her newest addition wouldn’t give her the same trouble as her belly had...