Sunscreen

by dracedomino

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Sunset Shimmer, Profanity, Human, Rarity (EqG), Porn, Non-consensual, Equestria Girls
Length: 41072

What if Sunset Shimmer stayed on-target to win the Fall Formal and control all of CHS? What if she had an enchanting touch and a magical amulet that could give her a perfectly tempting cock? She'd probably have a lot more fun.

Exiled from Equestria and as bitter as the day is long, Sunset Shimmer is far, far too determined to give up. Why should she be satisfied with living like a regular human when magic lives and breathes in her veins? These students and teacher of Canterlot High shouldn't be her peers, they should be her subjects.

Thankfully, she has the skills and the tools to bring her evil plans to fruition. With a magical touch capable of subtly influencing the minds of others, Sunset Shimmer is sure she can manipulate her way to victory. But it doesn't hurt to have a little backup plan in the form of a magical amulet that can bestow upon her a truly magnificent cock.

There's no redemption for Sunset Shimmer in this story. No cuddly sleepovers or magic of friendship. The bad bitch of CHS is going to plot, manipulate, and - best of all - fuck her way to the top.

Tags: Futa/F, Magic, Mind Control, Manipulation, Corruption, Harem, Ongoing

Notes: First and foremost, big thanks to Ani for his permission in using his art of Sunset Shimmer. Make sure to check out his work!

Secondly, you might notice the amulet in this story is very similar to the ones in A Little Dash Will Do. That's intentional! Both stories were commissioned by the same person. The stories don't interact with one another in ANY way and you can enjoy them both separately.

Thanks! Make sure to bookmark, as this story is going to have multiple chapters that takes us through the events of the first Equestria Girls and beyond! Sunset Shimmer rules us all!

Published 2021-11-29 01:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2022-11-19 01:35:35 UTC

An Enchanting Style (Sunset/Rarity)

Sunscreen
Chapter One: An Enchanting Style
-by Drace Domino

There was nothing that brought Sunset Shimmer so much satisfaction as life at Canterlot High. The humans certainly had something here - why waste your time in a pony school where everyone treated each other with kindness and friendship when you could cultivate a culture where the most confident and manipulative could rise to the top? It was a surefire way to ensure that only the very best emerged victorious, and so far...the competition wasn’t even close.

Ever since she’d arrived through the portal and began her new life at CHS, Sunset Shimmer had been absolutely thriving. Starting off as a new but captivatingly beautiful addition to their ranks, she quickly gained the adoration of others for her boundless style, quick wit and charm, and of course...just a bit of magic. A gentle elbow nudge against Celestia’s arm while she explained her situation made the teacher all too compliant in permitting a girl with no identification and no known family to attend the school. A smile and a handshake was enough to get her a place of her own without the need to pay for rent or utilities. And once she was rooted, once she began her first day of school, Sunset Shimmer started truly indulging herself. Crowded halls! High-fives! Working in labs side-by-side! There was just so much potential for contact, and therefore so much potential for...manipulation.

Years ago, Princess Celestia tried to teach her about the “Magic of Friendship,” whatever that was supposed to be. It didn’t take. Why rely on something so unreliable and so slow to build when she could simply tap into her own natural magical talent? An ability to charm. To coerce. To gently twist the wills of others so subtly that they’d never, ever notice. As with so many things, Celestia had been an absolute fool...and Sunset Shimmer vastly preferred the human version. It was nice not having to look over her shoulder because she knew the resident authority figure didn’t trust her. Princess Celestia had stewed and stewed in her suspicions of her student, but Principal Celestia? Why, she baked her cookies!

There was no doubt - Sunset Shimmer ruled Canterlot High. And every day, her unseen grasp tightened just a little bit more around the school.

It was late on a Friday afternoon that Sunset was hurrying down the street, her hands locked against the straps of her backpack as it bounced up and down on her shoulders. She was running at what once would’ve been considered a canter, her eyes locked on a slender figure in the distance that was moving slowly and with labored, heavy steps. As soon as she found herself within twenty feet, the former pony apprentice slowed her pace and narrowed her eyes, just as her lips twisted into a small, predatory smile across her face.

Rarity. From the back of her purple-maned head. all the way down her lovely figure wrapped in a stylish outfit that could’ve easily been mistaken as being a designer brand even though it was her own talented creation. A purple silk skirt with an embroidered floral pattern around the very bottom edge stopped just above Rarity’s knees, and from there Sunset could appreciate the sight of the girl’s bare, ivory legs with a grin. It was...strange coming to terms with humans only having two of them, but this long into her stay, she had come to appreciate them.

Rarity didn’t seem to notice her just yet, distracted as she was with her slow pace and trembling shoulders. As she neared closer and closer Sunset could hear her - the sobbing, the whimpering, the sniffling, and the fretting. Poor Rarity had herself a rough day, after all, and she was still carrying the shame of it. The image of the fashionista fleeing from class tear-streaked and screaming would be whispered about at CHS for weeks to come, and all because someone had compiled a video of Rarity’s past most embarrassing moments. When that video went live on every homeroom monitor in the class, the entire school watched as they were instantly reminded of every time Rarity threw a primadonna fit - whether it was over a ripped seam, a smudged bit of makeup, or any other random tantrum she had over truly pathetic, petty things.

Who ever could have compiled such a video?! It sure was a mystery, Sunset mused to herself with the most wicked of smiles. Regardless, she hopped behind the sobbing young woman and swiftly shifted her expression, her brow bending inward and her face looking concerned, her hands locked casually against the straps of her backpack. She fell into place beside Rarity and immediately caught a glance of the girl’s face - streaked with mascara and sporting red, tear-wrecked eyes, the poor thing looked absolutely distraught. How lovely!

“Hey, Rarity, I came to check on you,” Sunset Shimmer offered in a gentle tone, her voice soft and sweet and her gaze seemingly genuine. She didn’t know Rarity very well - mostly only through their recent rivalry over who would be the Fall Formal princess - but that was enough to extend a few kind words...even if they had a secret, sinister smirk behind them. “What happened was just awful. Are you going to be alright?”

“Oh! It’s...it’s you,” Rarity’s voice was laced with venom as she looked at Sunset Shimmer, her eyes narrow with an accusatory glare even as she tried to compose herself. She was clutching a handkerchief soaked with tears and even now was actively crying, sniffling and shivering and trying to keep her arms closed around herself. She was wearing a lovely shirt that day which had by now been ruined by her dripping mascara, but that didn’t matter - it was sleeveless, and that was all Sunset truly cared about. “How...how dare you come and talk to me, Sunset Shimmer! I know you must have been behind that horrid video! My actions were taken completely out of context in it!”

In Sunset’s defense...they really weren’t. It was really just ten minutes of Rarity screaming about whatever nonsense she was upset about that day. The girl really was a handful to deal with.

“Hey, hey, hey, I didn’t have anything to do with it, Rarity.” Sunset Shimmer shook her head, once more letting her voice dip into a soft, comforting tone as she walked beside the other girl. She could’ve ushered this moment of building trust along if she desired, with a brush of her fingers and a twisting touch of magic, but...where was the fun in that? For the moment, she rather enjoyed watching Rarity cry through mistrusting eyes, and savored the sound of her accusatory voice aching with the weight of more impending sobs. “I know things got a little personal between us with the Fall Formal right around the corner, but...but I’d never do something that embarrassing to you. I couldn’t imagine. I’d be heartbroken if someone made a similar video of my worst moments.”

“I...I can’t imagine what such a video would have,” Rarity murmured, but turned her eyes towards the path ahead as she kept walking. Continuing to hug herself, the fashionista still shook with sobs that only grew louders the more she continued to fret. “You...you haven’t had a single embarrassing moment since arriving at CHS, and I...I’m nothing but a spoiled diva!”

Granted, if she didn’t consider herself a diva, fewer people would think she was spoiled, but that wasn’t for Sunset to point out. She simply let Rarity rant for the moment, partly because every last word that dripped from her lovely lips celebrated another one of Sunset Shimmer’s accomplishments - all of which had been done covertly and with truly delightful manipulation.

“First...first Applejack and Pinkie Pie stop being friends with me,” Rarity sniffled, and ached with emotion. “Then Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy! All...all because they think I was gossiping about them?! That I would ever say I think I’m better than them?! All I said was that I’m more fashionable than them!”

“I know, I know,” Sunset cooed, before offering a tiny consolation. “You are more fashionable than them. None of them know how to dress. It’s just sad.”

“It is sad!” Rarity lamented, looking up to catch Sunset’s gaze. “And as their friend, isn’t it my responsibility to point out such a thing?! For heaven’s sakes, Pinkie Pie was wearing white tights underneath a pink poodle skirt! She looked like a child! And don’t even get me started with Rainbow Dash - grass stains on your knees are not fashion forward!”

“You were only trying to help them.” Sunset Shimmer kept adding fuel to the fire, all with a voice that sounded so, so, so concerned. “They didn’t even appreciate the popularity risk you were taking, being seen with their low-rent style.”

“Indeed!” Rarity’s tears were still there, but her eyes were getting just a bit angrier - and more importantly, looking at Sunset with less and less mistrust. This sobbing fashionista was even easier than Sunset had anticipated. She hadn’t even used her magic yet, and already the stuck-on-herself primadonna was practically putty in her hands, all thanks to a bit of casual trashing of her former best friends’ style. “Applejack wears a cowboy hat all day long! And Fluttershy, ohh, it used to get me so angry, Sunset! When I brought out a lint roller to clean the cat hair off of her, she’d put up such a fuss! Not a one of them ever appreciated me! Why, I bet they weren’t even going to vote for me for Fall Formal Princess!”

Sunset Shimmer, almost shaking from the thrill of her hunt, offered a gentle thought with a quaint voice that caught Rarity’s attention.

“...I’ll vote for you, Rarity,” Sunset murmured. Despite their rivalry, despite the venom they’d slung at one another over the past few weeks of campaigning, despite it all! She offered a consoling look to the other girl, all while they kept shuffling ahead on the sidewalk with a lazy pace. “If nothing else, you’ll look a whole lot prettier in the crown than I ever would.”

The manipulations that Sunset Shimmer threw in Rarity’s direction were densely layered - so many twists and turns, so many curve balls to keep the girl’s better senses obscured. She’d ruined this poor girl’s social life, stripped her of her friends so she was vulnerable in her darkest moment, and now joyfully gaslighted her with false claims and fake praise. Hell, she didn’t even need magic to win over this spoiled bitch, but then...it certainly didn’t hurt, and Rarity made it all too easy to use.

“Oh, oh Sunset, don’t say such a thing…” Rarity stopped in her tracks as she reached out with a hand, smudged with mascara and tears as it was, seeking out Sunset Shimmer’s own. “You’re a little rough around the edges, but you’d still be absolutely captivating, darli--”

As soon as Rarity’s hand slid into Sunset Shimmer’s, the fashionista doomed herself. With her skin touching the former pony apprentice’s, the natural magical talent of the leather jacket-wearing bitch took effect, and Rarity found herself even more agreeable than ever. Why was she crying over Rainbow Dash or Fluttershy? Why did she care about Pinkie Pie or Applejack? Sunset Shimmer was here, and Sunset Shimmer was her real friend, after all!

“Rarity.” Sunset jumped at the opportunity. She pulled Rarity’s hand up, wrapping her fingers tight around it and even closing her other palm over the top. Giving it a gentle squeeze between them both, she even brought the girl’s hand up to her lips, offering a soft, delicate, downright formal kiss to the top of Rarity’s fingers. Anything to keep spreading her contact - anything to make sure her impossibly subtle, sinister magic sunk deep within the fashionista’s mind. “Rarity, you are so generous. I’m sorry for all of those mean things I said when we were running for Fall Formal Princess. Please, let me step down - you deserve it.”

“D...D...don’t be silly, darling,” Rarity’s voice stammered, and it could’ve been for any one of a dozen different reasons in the heat of the moment on that late Friday afternoon. The sorrow of embarrassment and humiliation was still fresh within her, as was the sheer shock and surprise that Sunset Shimmer of all girls had come to console her. Mostly, though, Rarity was disarmed - disarmed by just how comforting Sunset Shimmer’s touch within her hand was, disarmed by just how kind and considerate the once-despicable girl was being. Was this really the same Sunset Shimmer that she knew just a week, a day, an hour ago? Rarity found her hand gently twisting within Sunset’s grasp as soon as she caught it, her fingers bunching together at the center of Sunset’s palm, only to stretch out from there and interlock their digits together. Sunset was more than happy to allow Rarity that moment of contact, and even squeezed her a little tighter as their palms met and more of that subtle, sinister magic was shared. It all fed into Rarity’s next few words, spoken with a hushed and gentle tone and offered by a girl that was clearly leaning against her former rival, offering her a certain level of trust that she quite simply didn’t deserve. “You’re...you’re a lovely young woman. So smart and worldly, and such an air of mystique! Why...why I wouldn’t blame anyone for being rather infatuated with you, Sunset Shimmer.”

“Aww, you’re just saying that.” Sunset lifted her free hand, rubbing at the back of her head in a pathetic attempt to look humble. All the while she continued to walk, keeping pace with Rarity as their hands interlocked. And while she wasn’t exactly sure what direction to take, she knew one thing - they were already walking towards Rarity’s home. “I don’t know, Rarity, you’re the prettiest girl at CHS. I think the only reason I was even mean to you was...well...because I was jealous. I mean...how can I compare to all of that?”

Her free hand gestured at Rarity with a sweeping gesture, from her heels up along those lovely white legs, across her purple silk skirt and her finely-tailored blouse that was nonetheless smudged and smeared with runny mascara. That simple gesture was enough to make Rarity burst into a sudden blush, stammering as she twirled a finger within her purple locks and stumbled beside Sunset while she kept trying to maintain their pace.

“G-Goodness, Sunset, don’t flatter me!” she lamented, nibbling her bottom lip and even turning her head shyly, timidly away. She was trying to protect her vanity in that moment, knowing just how she looked in her sobbing, messy state. “I...I look positively dreadful right now, I know. Such a fool I’ve made of myself over...over something so silly.”

“Rarity, no…” Sunset’s voice was offered in a soothing coo as she finally brought her heels to a stop, turning to face the other girl with the same look of offered concern. Her fingers flexed outward and rubbed together as she took a deep and bracing breath, smiling to herself as she prepared for the final moment of impact. In just a few seconds, Rarity’s already slanted view of their relationship would be twisted even further - perhaps to the point that she’d never look at Sunset Shimmer the same way again. Sunset savored those brief instants, drank them in with a hungry burn inside of her, and when her fingers finally moved forward she let her fingers touch Rarity's cheek with all the authority and power of a sniper’s shot. Amber digits began at Rarity’s ivory jawline and moved with remarkable, delicate, feather-soft grace - though she could clearly tell that by the time her thumb touched against the corner of Rarity’s lips, this girl...was hers. Hers for the taking. Hers for the corrupting. Hers for the conquest. “Rarity...you’re breathtaking.”

Rarity absolutely melted. She was completely ignorant to everything Sunset had done to her that day - from the video she hastily cobbled together and allowed Rarity to assume it came from someone else to the lies and the manipulation, from the false flattery to the fact that she was using Equestrian magic to twist the ether of the fashionista’s feelings. All Rarity knew in that moment was warmth and tenderness the likes she wished she could get truly lost in, and as she eased her cheek against Sunset Shimmer’s palm she took to a moment of natural progression, stepping closer and continuing forward with her momentum.

A palm on a cheek and interlocked fingers soon became a half-embrace around her delicate waist, and Rarity’s mascara-lined features closed upon Sunset’s to offer her a kiss on lips that were flavored with her own now-dried tears. Naturally, Sunset Shimmer didn’t pull away as Rarity bridged the gap between them - after all, it was so much sweeter when the lovely young woman in question was the one to make that first hungry step. Before long their lips were locked and Rarity shook with raw and quivering emotion, bracing herself against Sunset Shimmer and slipping her hands upward. She hooked her fingers against the collar of Sunset’s leather jacket and kicked one of her legs up from the knee, offering herself in a dainty, feminine fashion to the attention of the other girl.

The kiss itself was pure and chaste for only a split second, only for so long as it took for Sunset’s hungers to arrive. Rarity had her manipulated romantic celebration for precious little time before there was a tongue moving against her lips to wrestle against her own and a hungry, groping hand moving down to grasp at her backside. Naturally, she accepted every bit of attention and affection that Sunset Shimmer inflicted upon her and relished them without question. Whimpering at the kiss, grinding her rear back into the fingers so fiercely squeezing it, and all the while with her little, dreaming heart throbbing at just how enchanting this all was. The worst afternoon of her entire life was shifting around rather dynamically - saved from the clutches of heartbreak and humiliation by the fond attention of an unexpected lover. How romantic! How scandalous! How enchanting! When Sunset Shimmer and Rarity’s lips peeled apart from one another with a bead of dewey spit still connecting them by the tender pink tongues that were only barely peeking out, Rarity was blushing drastically underneath her smeared makeup and tears. And Sunset, with a salty but joyous flavor of her tongue from that very same claimed sadness, knew exactly what the girl’s next request would be.

“S...Sunset...would…” Rarity swallowed, trembled, and pulled against the collar of her leather jacket once more. “Would you...please...come home with me?”

“Depends,” Sunset Shimmer responded with a soft smirk and a slightly lifted brow. “Are your parents home?”

***

Sweetie Belle blinked, standing outside the front door of her home mere seconds after Rarity shoved a fistful of dollars into her hand and practically ejected her out into the lawn. She was barely even able to understand her big sister as she shouted after her, only to cut herself off by slamming the door behind Sweetie Belle’s back.

“Sweetie go see a movie with your little friends or go buy dresses or do homework or whatever I don’t care darli--” As soon as the door closed Rarity spun around, grasping Sunset Shimmer again and yanking her back against her. Another hungry kiss resumed between the two as Sunset Shimmer trapped Rarity between herself and the front door, fishing around for the girl’s tongue with her own and giving a slow, needy grind with her hips. It wasn’t long before Rarity had one leg hitched against the side of Sunset Shimmer’s hips with the other girl gladly groping her - sliding her fingers over Rarity’s calf and behind the crook of her knee, only to start dancing across the underside of her thigh. As Sunset’s fingers moved across the southern curve of Rarity’s ass, the fashionable young woman gave a sharp gasp and a buck of her hips - so volatile that even if Sweetie Belle had already made it halfway across the lawn she could already guess what her big sister was doing.

“Oh, oh Sunset, yes...I just...I want more of you! I want everything!” Rarity moaned, her clever and crafty fingers working over Sunset’s body. She pulled at the girl’s hair, tugged at her jacket, squeezed at her breasts, shamelessly and joyously letting herself touch everything she could manage. So flushed with magic and manipulation Rarity was that she was practically mad at that point, her head swimming as she drew in long and desperate breaths of Sunset’s aroma and her voice quaking from the center of her throat as she moaned for more of her. “You...you simply must...must take me, darling!”

“Oh, I will,” Sunset Shimmer purred, lifting her head from Rarity’s throat where she had been treating herself to a long few moments of greedy, wet kissing. As much as Rarity was relishing the moment, Sunset Shimmer was right there alongside her, and no doubt enjoying it in a much, much more cerebral fashion. Every whimper and gasp that Rarity offered was another stolen from the girl’s psyche, and they brought Sunset Shimmer a level of satisfaction to rival what the fashionista’s fingers were doing to her. As the two continued to gently grind back and forth and Rarity’s hands kept dancing across her, Sunset soon guided her own palm into a pocket of her leather jacket, fishing around for something that she was very, very glad that she didn’t leave in her apartment that day. “Just one sec, Rarity. Let me just…”

She brought out an amulet clenched in her fist, shaped like a sun with a vibrant, green gem in the center. Even in the midst of her magic-fueled lust, Rarity was still shallow enough to be instantly captivated by it - her eyes opening wide as she watched it dance through the air as Sunset brought it forward.

“Oh, Sunset, darling! You bought me jewelry?!” Rarity couldn’t have been any more over the moon, even if she was about to come crashing down. “Oh, dear, it’s absolutely breathtaking!”

“Sorry, Rarity, it isn’t for you,” Sunset cooed, but as she dropped the amulet over her own head she made sure that her free hand traced all four fingers and a thumb underneath the fashionista’s flank, hoping that a few traces of magic would be enough to soften the blow. Sure enough, Rarity’s pout didn’t last long once Sunset lifted her hair back and allowed it to fall over the amulet’s chain, just before puffing out her chest and preening. “It’s my...lucky amulet. Gives me all the confidence I need to make love to a beauty like you.”

“Well then...in that case, darling, I find it quite fetching!” Rarity gasped and giggled, completely unaware of just what was happening to Sunset’s body at that moment. Still, her eyes lit up and she practically bounced with excitement, one hand moving to grasp at the corner of Sunset’s shirt as she started to pull her further through the room. “Oh, I have a splendid idea, dear! Hurry to my room! You’re not the only one that has something lovely to wear for this thrilling occasion!”

Sunset just chuckled. She was sure that whatever Rarity had in mind wasn’t quite as special as her amulet, but...it was bound to still be plenty of fun.

***

Sunset Shimmer’s special evening wear was a magical amulet recovered from Ghastly Gorge long before she first left Equestria. It granted her a magical penis that produced thick and delicious cum - so tantalizing that a mere taste of it could push someone into a state of reckless, wild desire.

Rarity’s special evening wear was a form-fitting piece of lingerie, mostly black with lacy white cups that ran underneath her breasts in a floral pattern and across her waist in a snug garter. It came complimented with thigh high nylons, and while it wasn’t a magical Equestrian artifact that granted her an addictively delicious dick, it did manage to inspire the same sort of ravenous lust in anyone that looked at it.

Together, the two girls were wearing nothing but their chosen tantalizing attire as they found their way into the center of Rarity’s bed, and Sunset Shimmer was already deep within her prey. Rarity was pressed flat on her back with those stocking-clad legs lifted high in the air, her fingers pinched behind her knees to help keep them lifted. For the moment, Sunset’s hands were focused on Rarity’s breasts through her lacy lingerie, squeezing and groping, teasing her nipples through the fabric, and keeping a constant presence of her possession over the girl while she drilled back and forth with a relentless strength. For the moment the room was quiet save for the squeaks of the formerly-virginal Rarity, and both girls were gazing down at where their laps met, where Sunset’s amber rod was pulling in and out of the other girl’s ivory pussy, glistening with nectar each time.

Sunset Shimmer was relatively kind to Rarity in that moment, and in truth...she didn’t need to be. With her subtle powers having fully entrenched themselves in Rarity’s mind, it was doubtless that the fashionista would’ve let her get away with anything she wanted, with the only caveat being that once they parted ways and the magic wore off, Rarity would be left with all the more shame and humiliation. Still...going that route just didn’t suit the plans of Sunset Shimmer. It would be better for them both if Rarity went to bed that night with cum in her pussy but with a smile on her face - and in the morning, she could wake up feeling like she simply lost her wits about her the night before, yet still had herself a pleasant night with an unexpected friend. Much like her powers themselves, Sunset Shimmer’s methods were...understated. Covert. Why fuck Rarity raw and wild and make her feel like a worthless slut when it would only serve to make her harder to coerce the next time?

This was as close to the “Magic of Friendship” as Sunset Shimmer got, and Rarity would have to take it or leave it.

“Mmm...you’re so tight, and so gorgeous,” Sunset Shimmer cooed, slamming her hips down once more to lodge her cock all the way down to the hilt. She could feel Rarity tremble and clench against her, and sure enough the girl’s hips rocked from side to side to treat Sunset to the sensation of her walls grinding against each edge. To further enhance the moment, Sunset lifted a hand from Rarity’s breast to brush her digits down the girl’s cheek, and even took the time to fold some of her frazzled hair behind one of her ears. “How’s it feel, Rarity? Enjoying me?”

“You’re...you’re magnificent, darling,” Rarity whispered in breathless fashion, and as her hands slid away from the back of her knees, she gently coerced them forward. Before long, she had managed to hook them both up and over Sunset Shimmer’s shoulders, taking the strain off of herself and making her grip on Sunset all the tighter. With a blush lining her features anew, Rarity gave a slightly nervous swallow as her hands dropped back to the sheets, fingers wringing against them as she offered a soft, delicate squeak. “You...you swear you won’t tell anyone about this, will you?”

“Relax, Rarity, it’s between you and me.” She smiled, and flashed the girl a little wink as she started to thrust again. “Wouldn’t want your friends to find out you’ve got a secret lover, now would we?”

Certainly not. If they knew, they might actually try to put an end to all this, and now that Sunset was staking her claim in Rarity she was not about to let her go anytime soon!

The amber-skinned, subtle bully continued to fuck her new “friend,” digging her knees against the mattress so she could thrust against her all the harder. With Rarity’s legs looped across her shoulders Sunset’s hands started to explore everything they could reach, and with each touch she not only sent shivers across Rarity’s flesh but further left the trace of her magical presence. Whether her digits danced over one of the girl’s nylon-clad thighs or slid down to nudge a thumb against her hood, whether she slipped a finger past Rarity’s lips to give her something to suckle on or she pulled her hair in a moment of hungry depravity...she made sure that the stylish, gorgeous young woman was absolutely bathed in her presence. When she felt Rarity seize up against her Sunset made it a point to drive down particularly deep, and when she could see the girl blushing harder beneath her mascara she knew it was time to pick up the pace. An expert manipulator like Sunset Shimmer made for one hell of a lover - to use someone like she did, it required a certain sense about people.

And that night, she was using that sense for not entirely evil purposes.

Rarity was a delightful mess before too long, moaning and quivering, shaking underneath Sunset as she was claimed with sweet and sweeping motions. When Sunset Shimmer pulled back just enough to leave her cock flopping out, Rarity quivered in a near-spastic state as she blubbered for her to put it back in, all while Sunset swung her dick up and down to slap it across the girl’s sensitive, tender folds. By the time she ushered it back within Rarity’s smooth, shaved, ivory pussy the passion between them grew all the more, and Rarity was gleefully folded in half as Sunset lowered herself down to kiss her. With her own knees bracing near the sides of her head, Rarity looped her arms up and around Sunset’s shoulders, quivering and gasping as they kissed in an increasingly wild state. Tongues wrestled, her pussy was stirred, and the bed squeaked underneath their pressure - all leading to the first shared climax of the evening.

Rarity was the first to pop off, though Sunset Shimmer was quick to join her. At a moment of sharp bliss Rarity’s nethers clenched around Sunset particularly fiercely, and in that moment Sunset slammed her knees to the mattress and bucked back and forth with short, jabbing motions. Her thrusts were only a fraction of the distance they once were but were delivered with rapid and nearly feral hunger, the hardest she’d fucked her friend yet and making sure to drill an even more intense climax into the girl’s pussy.

“D...Darling, I’m...I’m...oh gracious, I’m...cummmmmiiiiiing!” Rarity’s wailing, dramatic voice filled the bedroom, much as it filled the halls at school when she was a sobbing wreck in the footage on the humiliating video from earlier. It was safe to say that Sunset Shimmer preferred this version of Rarity’s noisy screams - the tight, wet grip of a hungry cunt around her cock made it all the easier to listen to her. “It’s so gooooood!”

Sunset Shimmer grinned, and with one final shove forward pressed herself as deep and as fiercely as she could into Rarity, drawing in a long breath of the girl’s lovely scent as she did so. Everything in that moment served as a reward for her manipulations and her scheming - the grace of Rarity’s silky nylons across her shoulders, the aroma of Rarity’s sweat blended with her perfume, the taste of her tongue still clinging to Sunset’s own, and of course the impossibly inviting embrace locked around her thick, perfect, magical dick. If there was one thing that the human world had over Equestria, it was intensely hot young women that could be fucked in far more positions than the standard pony. If there were two things, it was that a scheming, conniving, plotting little bitch wouldn’t get foiled by the actions of a pompous, posturing would-be godqueen.

This creampie was all for Rarity, but in a way, Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but smirk while thinking about her old mentor. Every human cunt she pumped her magical spunk into was another gift that Celestia unwittingly gave her. One day, maybe she’d send that old nag a thank you letter.

Sunset’s climax rushed through her like wildfire as she thought of her twisted conquest, her member twitching against Rarity’s folds as she unleashed squirt after squirt of magical cream. Though her studies with the amulet’s power were still in their infancy, she knew that the enchanting effects of the magical cum were slightly muted when they weren’t swallowed. Still addicting, still exciting, still something to inspire greed in a slutty heart, but if she was really going to turn Rarity ravenous and give her a lovely evening, there’d still be more to do. For the moment, she enjoyed the experience of letting her length twitch and spasm within the girl’s smooth and inviting entrance, just as she enjoyed kissing at the calves that braced against her shoulders and tossing a few playful glances to the girl underneath her. Rarity might have been a conquest - a toy, even - but that didn’t mean Sunset couldn’t still enjoy her presence.

“Oh...oh Sunset, darling, that’s...I’ve never...I can’t imagine it ever feeling so...oh...h-heavens, I’m all aflutter, I…” Rarity was whimpering, rambling, shaking her head from side to side and pressing her palms to her forehead. Her fingers slipped into her dark purple locks and she wiggled from side to side, and the more she fretted for a way to describe her pleasure, the more her walls grinded against the sides of Sunset Shimmer’s cock. “Oh dear, I wish you...wish you would’ve let me clean my face before we began...I’m such a fright--”

“Shh,” Sunset Shimmer whispered, and pressed a single finger against Rarity’s lips, silencing her. She was already working towards her next plan, slipping her hips back and starting to pull her cock free of Rarity, all while keeping the girl’s backside gently lifted. She didn’t bother to state the obvious - that for as sexy as Rarity was, she was way hotter with tear-smudged mascara tracing her cheeks - simply because she didn’t need to. It was nice to know that any time that she wanted to fuck this spoiled, slightly stuck-up brat all she had to do was coerce her to tears. Considering the target, that was easy enough. But for now...Rarity didn’t have a reason to cry. She had a feast coming. “Open up. We’re not done yet.”

“W-We’re not? What more would you like to d--” Rarity was cut off as Sunset Shimmer slowly slid her hands underneath the girl’s backside, lifting it up further and further until nearly all of Rarity’s weight was against her shoulders. Her nylon-clad legs were lifted high above her head with her knees touching the headboard, and as such her pussy was left hovering directly over her face. As soon as Sunset pushed her into position the girl’s natural motions forced a few beads of cum out of her pussy, each one splashing against her face and giving her a very, very clear idea of just what Sunset Shimmer was planning. The order to “open up” was fresh in her mind, and as she stared up at her own pussy she slowly parted her lips and stretched out her tongue, lewdly doing exactly as she was told.

Sunset Shimmer grinned, and while balancing the weight of Rarity’s backside against her chest, sent her hands forward to tease her spunk from the girl’s nethers without actually being so crass as to slide inside and fish it out. Her fingers flexed across the back of Rarity’s thighs and drew lines along them with her nails scratching over the girl’s flesh, only to then work up along Rarity’s calves before grabbing her by the ankles. She wiggled Rarity’s hips from side to side with a little tug, teased her body back and forth, and even pursed her lips to blow a gentle gust of air across the back of her slit, all to make Rarity shiver, gasp, and drool cum from her own overflowing pussy into her waiting mouth.

It was quite the shameful display to ask from a girl that had only moments ago lost her virginity, and yet the presence of magical cum made it all too easy for Rarity to oblige. Even though she didn’t have a taste of that delicious nectar on her tongue just yet, the warm and fulfilling sensation in her pussy was enough to compel her, just as Sunset’s touch had compelled her to get to this point in the first place. She actively tried to strain herself, squeezing her nethers and doing her best to force Sunset’s cum from her folds, and when she first saw a glistening glob of spunk slip out and dance across her hood, she shivered in anticipation. Sunset Shimmer spotted it with a smile and whispered, letting her breath dance over Rarity’s thighs while she did so.

“Keep that tongue stretched out as far as you can, Rarity,” she cooed, and even lowered her lips to press a delicate, tender kiss at the spot between Rarity’s pussy and precious back door. “I know it’s hard, but think how tasty it’ll be~”

Rarity whined and whimpered, and with one tiny buck of her hips managed to shake that thick glob of cum free from her hood. It plummeted the distance of her body and miraculously managed to land squarely right on her outstretched tongue, and she didn’t hesitate to pull it behind her lips and secure them closed. In the seconds that followed more cum from her nethers would fall against those porcelain features but Rarity wouldn’t even notice it - for she was taking her very first taste of warm magical spunk, and absolutely losing herself in the moment. It was better than the finest cheesecake! Better than the most scrumptious torte! More captivating, more tantalizing, more mouth watering than anything Pinkie Pie had ever baked! Rarity let that glob of tasty white cum bounce back and forth across her tongue as she savored it, slurped against its flavor, and then finally drew it down her throat with a long, greedy swallow.

Sunset Shimmer was watching from over the girl’s lifted backside, smirking the entire time. It didn’t surprise her that as soon as Rarity finished swallowing her first load that she had her mouth open again and her tongue stretched forward anew, trying to squeeze even more of it out into her gaping maw. She was wiggling her hips with more ferocity now and was actively trying to work free as much cum as she could muster, and when more drops inevitably made their way she slurped them up while they were still in mid-air.

“Mmm...hmm...s-so tasty...d...delicious…” It was hard to tell if Rarity even noticed Sunset Shimmer’s presence in that moment, so enthralled she was in her little game. Thankfully, the amber-colored dick had flooded her pussy with more than a few mouthfuls of cum, and though she’d never be able to squeeze all of it out, there was plenty for her to wet her tongue against this new, addicting flavor. Sunset continued to do what she could in order to foster this growing dependency in Rarity, teasing her with fingers and kisses and gentle gusts of breath, keeping her hands braced so that Rarity was easily able to keep her balance with her back end lifted above her face. The entire time, Sunset could feel her cock throbbing slowly back to life and full attention - she was still stiff by the time she first pulled free of the fashionista, but after watching her gleefully gobble up her own creampie? She was rock hard again, and that hunger couldn’t go long before she satiated herself once more.

“Mmm...I don’t know how much more of this I can sit and watch, Rarity,” Sunset Shimmer soon cooed, licking her lips just as Rarity licked her own, but for very different reasons. She soon lowered her hand down to her member, still slick from the juice of Rarity’s pussy and oozing a tiny bead of cum from the very tip. There were so, so many holes to stuff it inside of this flawless young woman, and yet...she had something quite a bit different in mind. There’d be time to enjoy Rarity’s mouth, pussy, and ass plenty in the future, but if this was her first time with the stylish young woman, it only seemed right to enjoy one of her greatest qualities. “Take the lingerie off, Rarity. I’m going to fuck your tits...and squirt my cum all over your face.”

“M...More of...more of this?” Rarity asked with hope shining in her eyes and her hands already in motion, working to awkwardly shift them to the center clasp of her lingerie. Lovely as it was, she needed free tits if Sunset was to claim them - and besides, she could only imagine what a mess it would end up as if she didn’t peel it away! Either way, by the time Sunset Shimmer allowed Rarity’s backside to fall against the bed once more, the girl had cast aside the top part of her sexy evening wear - leaving behind nothing but her stockings which by that point had collected a few smudges of cum of their own. She laid flat, her creampie oozing against the sheets and her beautiful pale breasts fully exposed, each one sporting a particularly excited nipple that was demanding the attention of a manipulative bitch. With her hands at her sides, Rarity gave a nervous swallow, gasping as she gazed up at the fiery-headed young woman. “I’m...I’m ready, Sunset! Do as you will, darling!”

“Oh no, I already fucked you once and did all the work,” Sunset Shimmer smirked, though still lifted a leg to mount Rarity’s belly. It wasn’t long before she settled into place, her balls settling at the bottom cleavage of Rarity’s tits and her throbbing, thick member slapping squarely into place between them. While her tip oozed cream against Rarity’s flesh that pooled at the crook of her neck, Sunset Shimmer simply folded her arms across her chest and wore a particularly smug smile - it was a shame to pass up the chance to fondle Rarity’s tits for herself, but this was too tempting an order to pass up. “This time? It’s all you, Rarity.”

Rarity blinked at the order, but she didn’t hesitate, not with the promise of more delicious cum on the line! With nervous hands she started to reach forward, scooping her palms against the far side of each of her tits and slowly pushing them together. She moved them until they were squished against each other with Sunset’s amber rod stuck in the center, and it was clear from the look on her face that she wasn’t quite sure how to feel about it. It was sticky. Wet. Slimy. Certainly a tactile sensation that the fussy and flawless Rarity wasn’t usually keen on having anywhere near her gorgeous tits. And yet...with her eyes darting forward and staring at the tip of Sunset’s cock peeking out from in between her tits, her ravenous, addicted hunger was apparent. Without any words of protest, Rarity squeezed her breasts together just a little harder and began to pump them back and forth, grinding Sunset’s dick all the while. Sunset Shimmer wore an even broader smile once she began, practically preening in her soft spoken yet doubtlessly effective domination of Rarity.

This was only her first time with the stunning young woman, and yet it was clear there were no depths she wouldn’t dive to if her reward at the bottom would be yet another taste of warm, delicious, addictive cum.

Sunset Shimmer was true to her word, in that once she was mounted atop Rarity’s chest she did absolutely nothing to earn her orgasm. She simply rested there with her arms folded and her smile steady, watching as those ivory tits began to bounce up and down across her cock all thanks to the efforts of the stylish other girl. Thankfully, Rarity was more than blessed in that department and it afforded Sunset a warm and comfortable squeeze on both sides, even more so now that the girl’s palms were pressing against each one to keep her securely in place. As she held her tits against the sides of Sunset’s cock she also kept her hands working steadily back and forth, ensuring that the entire time she was grinding, teasing, jerking off the other girl’s member as the cockhead was pointing squarely at her pretty but messy features. It wasn’t long before Rarity gazed down again and found herself leaning forward as best as she was able, craning her neck and sticking her tongue out, desperately trying to scoop the tip of it across Sunset’s head to claim what additional cum she could. It was a shameful display, but Sunset couldn’t blame her - and she was happy to feed the addiction.

“Rarity, I guess we’ll see who wins the title of Fall Formal Princess,” Sunset Shimmer mused casually, flicking a hand through her hair and returning to a thought from earlier that day. She tapped her lower lip in contemplation, chuckling as she did so. “Just promise me that if you win, you’ll let me try on that crown. Just once.”

“Of...of course, darling,” Rarity was more than a little distracted, but still did her best to engage in the conversation. “So long as you promise to do the same for me, of course!”

“We’ll see,” Sunset Shimmer winked, playing it off like a teasing barb despite having zero intention of doing so. That crown was crucially important to her, and even if she was willing to share some of the spotlight with Rarity, so too was the role of Fall Formal Princess. Her natural magic ability to calm people and coerce them - both born from magic and a talent for manipulation - would only be enhanced by securing that spot. As pleasure started to surge through her and she felt her climax started to surge forward, Sunset Shimmer had herself a truly stunning idea, and she groaned while bucking her hips forward just enough to kiss Rarity’s lips with the tip of her cockhead. “Tell you what, Rarity...whichever one of us wins, we’ll pick the other for our first dance.”

It was the perfect scheme. Whether or not the plotting former pony won, she’d still be on stage. She’d still be beside the crowd. She’d still be able to twist her malicious intent through the crowd and further claim a subtle ownership over CHS. And she’d do it all with Rarity on her arm - little more than a trophy, but the best looking trophy at school.

Rarity was blushing at the offer, and it was a foregone conclusion that she’d agree, but she didn’t have a chance to verbalize it. As she opened her mouth to respond to Sunset Shimmer, the other girl drove home just how little Rarity’s consent to anything really mattered by suddenly, unexpectedly, and generously blasting her face with cum. Rarity gasped as the hot, wet jets of spunk fired forward in a torrent, splashing against her flawless ivory features and darting against her hair. Rarity’s sharp gasp melded into a pathetic whimper as she held her mouth as closely over Sunset’s tip as she could, tongue stretched out in a greedy need to claim every drop she could manage. Even still...it was yet another mess for a pretty face that had endured plenty of them throughout the day. This wasn’t going to be the last time Sunset Shimmer saw Rarity’s features covered in cum - or smudged makeup, for that matter.

“Mmm...nice work, Rarity,” Sunset Shimmer finally cooed, rocking her hips from side to side while her still-twitching length rested between the other girl’s tits. She was still leaking, still dripping, still even firing a few aftershocks of spunk against Rarity’s lips. By that point the other girl had pulled her hands away from her breasts and was marvelling at all the cum she had been bathed in, smearing it against her cheeks or trying to fish it out of her hair, sweeping it across her lips and wiping it away from her eyes. She was raw and sensitive and basking in the heat of magical bliss - with cum soaking into her tongue and flooding her senses more and more with every passing second, she was being marked and claimed in more ways than one. Sunset just chuckled as she started to swing one leg up and over Rarity’s body again, moving to sit on the edge of the bed and casting a half-glance over her shoulder to where the girl was still left raw and excited. “Remember our deal. Whoever wins…”

“...we’ll pick the other for our first dance,” Rarity whispered just after swallowing, and looked back to Sunset with a blush. She was practically swooning by that point, not only drawn into enchantment by the taste of magical cum, but no doubt the mere scandal of it all. Two rival competitors, drawn towards one another in the heat of their conflict, all because Sunset Shimmer extended her kindness and sympathy earlier that day! “Oh, Sunset, darling, it’s...it’s just so...so romantic.”

“Yeah, sure it is.” Sunset Shimmer flashed a grin before she slowly started to stand, moving towards her discarded jeans and panties. As she stepped back into them and started to tuck her cock back inside, she gave Rarity a simple gesture, grinning. “Just lay right there, Rarity. I want to grab a few pictures. To...remember how romantic this moment is.”

Because clearly, Sunset Shimmer could be trusted with photos every bit as much as she could be trusted alone with a vulnerable, beautiful young woman.

Canterlot High was ripe for the taking of any talented, scheming villain...and Sunset Shimmer was going to enjoy slowly and subtly tightening her grasp around it.

End of Chapter One.

Author's Note

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An Enchanting Taste (Sunset/Pinkie Pie)

Sunscreen
Chapter Two: An Enchanting Taste
-by Drace Domino

Sunset Shimmer sat alone in the mall’s food court, relaxing with one hand drumming her fingers lightly across the sticky tabletop. Her eyes were narrow as she scanned the crowd of mostly other teenagers - boys and girls from schools all over town, using the mall as a social gathering spot and a tiny, buzzing hub of interaction. Humans weren’t much different from ponies in that regard. They needed constant reassurance from others of their kind, they needed hugs and handshakes and kind words and friendships. Sunset Shimmer had never much seen the point of it all back home. After all, what purpose would she have for friendship and kindness when she could simply use her boundless magical talents to take what she wanted? If it wasn’t for Princess Celestia, she’d still be back home toiling away in a library or her bedroom, twisting her horn into knots trying to pour through ancient texts written by unicorns long since passed. Never would she have come to the human world, and therefore never would’ve discovered the true power of friendship: the power of manipulation.

As she leaned back in a lazy state, Sunset’s eyes tracked everything with bemused interest and clinical observation. The humans were doing it to each other without even realizing it - sounding sad or wounded to earn pity, puffing out their chests and raising their voice to inspire confidence, and the constant, nonstop, flirty touches of affection. Fingers on shoulders, hair being tucked behind ears, “accidental” bumps when lining up at the escalator...if there was one thing that humans had over ponies, it was that they were far, far hornier as a species. Especially the teenagers. Just a bunch of goons and sluts, hoping to make enough casual impressions on someone else that they might have a chance to grind their privates against them. None of this was particularly new information to Sunset Shimmer, of course, but what was new was the notion of just how much fun she could have by joining their game.

No, not joining. Dominating. How much fun she could have by dominating their game.

Total control over the magic hiding within Canterlot High was a sweet reward to be sure, but ever since her encounter with Rarity, Sunset was more convinced than ever - no throne was worth sitting on unless there was a slew of harem girls clinging to her heels at the base of it. It was that thought that encouraged her to make such a good impression on Rarity that the fashionista had been texting her nonstop for a week, and it was that thought that led Sunset to sit there in the food court amidst the sticky tables and the sickening fast food smells and the horny teenagers, waiting for the arrival of her next juicy bit of prey.

Underneath her shirt, she was already wearing her amulet, and as such there was a noticeable bulge pressed against the very front of her tight-fitting jeans. For the moment she kept it hidden by having a single leg draped across the other, but she had to admit...the longer she waited for her next target, the harder it was getting to endure her length. The thing was aching, hard, demanding, throbbing...all because she knew that in just a few short moments, she’d be plunging it inside of yet another inviting, wet pussy. The excitement of having a new slut to wrap around her dick was intense, and for now she savored the moments before. Thinking about what she’d say when her next target arrived - how she’d twist her into knots, how she’d manipulate her with words and magic alike in order to earn unchecked access to her body. As a sinister woman with powers as subtle as a slithering serpent, she drew satisfaction in the hunt.

And this one, unlike Rarity before her, annoyed the hell out of her. That’d only make it all the more sweet.

“Hiiiii, Sunset!” Pinkie Pie made the scene not long after, practically springing up from behind Sunset Shimmer like a daisy shooting up from the ground. She was carrying in her arms a baker’s tray filled with sugary treats - cupcakes and donuts and a fresh cut slice of triple layer chocolate cake. As Pinkie put the tray on the table and flopped right down into her seat, she flashed Sunset Shimmer a big and joyful smile, completely oblivious to what her future held. “I’m so, so, so glad you contacted me to talk about the Spring Fling! I’ve got such neato ideas for snacks and decorations, and...ahhh! We’re gonna throw such a super cool party, Sunset!”

“I’m pleased too, Pinkie Pie.” Sunset let the words drip casually from her tongue, her brow lifted as she regarded the girl. She was wearing ridiculous pigtails set against her pink poofy hair, and as usual her fashion was a complete disaster compared to Rarity’s. White stockings led into a shock pink skirt, which for a waistband had what could only be described as a blue tutu fringe. Pinkie had a tendency to dress far too young and far too old for her age at the exact same time, between the childish skirt and the snug-fitting leggings more appropriate for a middle-aged housewife in yoga class. Still, Sunset Shimmer remained content with a smirk on her face - she’d barely notice Pinkie’s lack of style when the girl was naked and sweating and filled with magical cum. “I’ve been working closely with Rarity, and she suggested that I consult with you. I’m sure that together, we can make the Spring Fling something really...really memorable.”

That much was true on all counts. Rarity was the one that first suggested Sunset Shimmer discuss decorations with Pinkie Pie, and as soon as she floated the idea Sunset immediately loved it. A chance to better improve her chances of sweeping the Fling and the upcoming Formal, therefore locking the admiration of the students within her grasp, and a brand new mind-addled tart for her growing harem of willing lovers? It was too good a plan to pass up, and Sunset was eager to expand both her power and her options for warm, wet holes to sink her cock into. Rarity was fine, after all, but after two weeks...well...there were only so many “darlings” she could hear moaned into her ear before she started looking for a change of pace.

“Well, I hope you’re hungry, Sunset, ‘cause look at all these treats!” Pinkie Pie giggled, tossing aside the cover of the bakery tray and gesturing to it all. She first pointed to the brightly colored cupcakes with “CHS” written in icing on the top, and then shifted her way through the rest of the snacks in order. “These are the super school spirit-y cupcakes I was thinking of serving! And these are my big sister Maud’s favorite no-taste no-color no-aroma donuts - don’t worry, I packed in tons of sugar! Ohh, ohh, and these are my special CHS churros, I call them CHurroS!”

She punctuated the letters with particular force, so much so that Sunset winced before gesturing towards the large wedge of cake on the tray.

“And what about that?” she inquired, a brow raised. “Is it special...uh...Wondercoltcake?”

“No, silly, that’s my lunch!” Pinkie Pie giggled, slipped a hand underneath the massive wedge of cake, and jammed it into her mouth with reckless speed. She tackled the treat with such ferocity that Sunset Shimmer wasn’t entirely convinced that she wasn’t hiding some magical power in her own right, but it was over so quickly that the sinister young woman didn’t have time to build on that thought. “Mmm, delicious! So what do you think, Sunset?! I know we’ve never been friends - there was that time you told me that my icing looked like it was three days old and I cried for a whole week straight - but I’m hoping we can put all that behind us and you can tell me what you think of these?!”

Sunset Shimmer simply smiled, and it was indeed a genuine one. Genuinely wicked. Seducing Rarity and turning her into such a loyal “friend” had happened almost by accident, the result of her shaming scheme taking all the right turns to coerce Rarity onto her cock in a surprising amount of time. With Pinkie Pie...it couldn’t have been easier. Pinkie Pie was an extrovert to the extreme, and with it came all sorts of delightful dangers when confronted with someone like Sunset Shimmer. Pinkie wore her emotions on her sleeve, constantly breached personal space even with strangers, and deep down always seemed like she was desperate for affirmation and attention. In short, if Sunset Shimmer didn’t know better, she’d think that Pinkie Pie wanted to be manipulated and coerced and taken advantage of.

She didn’t, of course, but thankfully...what Pinkie Pie actually wanted had stopped being relevant the second she sat down that afternoon.

“Pinkie Pie, I’m so sorry about what I said. It was so long ago, I can barely remember it.” It had been literally three weeks ago, but the lies didn’t matter anymore. She reached out for a cupcake without being invited to do so, and as her fingers pinched the sides of it and lifted the spongy treat up from the tray, she watched as Pinkie’s eyes grew wider and more hopeful with every passing second. “That’s all behind us as far as I’m concerned. But what’s in front of me is this tasty looking cupcake, and I just...can’t...stop...myself!”

Sunset was good at pretending. She pretended she was a loyal and doting student to Princess Celestia. She pretended to be an innocent teenage girl to Principal Celestia. She pretended to care about Rarity’s constant fashion rambling. And just now, she pretended to actually respect Pinkie Pie as she brought the cupcake up to her lips and took a great, big bite.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to pretend how much she enjoyed it. The obnoxious little creep was ridiculously good in the kitchen.

“...mmm!” Sunset Shimmer’s eyes widened as the cupcake practically melted on her tongue, basking her in an array of wonderful, sweet flavors crafted with all the expertise one could expect from Pinkie Pie. And while she might’ve enjoyed the flavor, it was undeniable that Sunset Shimmer was...enhancing her performance for the benefit of Pinkie Pie’s reaction. “Pinkie, this is soooooo yummy!”

“I’m so glad you like it, Sunset Shimmer!” Pinkie Pie’s smile was a clear indicator that the compliment hit her hard - her eyes were shining and she looked as if she was about to blast off of her chair like a confetti-fueled rocket. With a big, toothy smile spreading across her face, she gestured to the other treats in rapid succession, all but picking them up and jamming them into Sunset’s face. “Try some more! And this one! Ohh, and this! Hurry, hurry!”

Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but laugh as she did exactly as Pinkie requested, gulping down big mouthfuls of sugary pastries while the other girl practically vibrated beside her. She took giant bites of the cupcakes and churros, chomped into one of the strangely-textured donuts, and the entire time made it very, very clear that she enjoyed each bite. She finished her feast with another bite of a cupcake, but this time when she sank her teeth into it she made sure that a bit of brightly-colored frosting was left clinging to her upper lip. By the time she swallowed and made a satisfied noise with her mouth, Sunset was gazing right at Pinkie Pie with a pleased look on her face - not to mention that noticeable dot of icing, perfectly placed and with a purpose.

“Everything’s delicious, Pinkie Pie,” Sunset cooed. “I could sit here and eat it all if I wasn’t worried about falling into a sugar coma once I did.” Or at the very least, if she wasn’t worried about being too tired to fuck this hot, bouncy thing in a few minutes. Sure enough, Sunset Shimmer’s plan worked to absolute perfection as Pinkie Pie took notice of the icing on her upper lip, and she soon reached out with one of her bare hands, giggling as she did so.

“Silly, you got icing on your mouth!” Pinkie beamed, just as a finger stretched out and pressed to the corner of Sunset’s lips. As she slid her digit from one side to the other, she managed to successfully collect the excess icing, though the words spoken as she did so started to shift in tone. “Let me get that...for...you…”

Pinkie Pie’s pupils dilated briefly, and Sunset Shimmer wore a passive smile as she allowed her magical powers to take effect. Coercion and manipulation were a joyous thing to the sinister former pony, but not even the cupcake’s icing was as sweet as tricking one of these teenage sluts into walking right into her trap. As soon as Pinkie’s digit crossed Sunset’s lip, it was a foregone conclusion just where they’d end up, and sure enough even Pinkie Pie seemed to have a dim realization of it. She sat stunned for a few seconds as her mind no doubt flooded with all sorts of impulses and desires she’d never experienced until that moment, and sure enough the finger that had collected the icing from Sunset’s lip now drifted upward to her own mouth. She popped the finger past her lips and let it settle there for a second, sweeping her tongue back and forth before removing it and letting her hand drop limp to the table. Sunset Shimmer took that opportunity to finally reach out for a bit more contact, draping her hand across Pinkie Pie’s own and smoothing her thumb back and forth across her flesh.

“Listen, Pinkie…” Sunset cooed, keeping her voice low and letting her eyes drift back and forth, checking to make sure the two of them were remotely alone there in the food court. “This...this is a crazy idea, but now that we’re friends and you’ve given me such a delicious treat, maybe…” She rolled her shoulders and played casual, even going so far as to throw in a lighthearted, nonchalant chuckle. “You know...I parked my car on the far end of the lot. Nobody would see us if we were to…”

“Sunset, I just had the bestest idea!” Pinkie Pie blurted out, her head snapping to full attention and the way she was shaking on the seat becoming frantic. “We should totally go make out in your car! I bet it’ll taste like a sugary explosion now that you ate up those cupcakes!”

Sunset Shimmer just chuckled, and could feel her magical member twitch underneath the tight-fitting fabric of her jeans.

“Pinkie Pie, that sounds like a great idea.”

***

In truth, the line between manipulating Pinkie Pie into an intimate position and simply...asking if she wanted to go make out probably wasn’t nearly as thick as Sunset Shimmer liked to think. Sure, she had laid a masterful trap and lured Pinkie Pie into cursing herself with the other girl’s magical powers, but at the end of the day? She probably could’ve gotten the same result with a choco-taco and a cheesy pick-up line. Pinkie Pie certainly didn’t have the same demure, unapproachable quality that Rarity did, and if the students of CHS partied any harder than their goofy bubblegum pop school dances, Pinkie likely would’ve already been known as the loose wild girl.

Fortunately for Sunset Shimmer, though, nobody seemed to realize that about Pinkie Pie but her, and she was free to reap the rewards in the backseat of her car. As part of her wicked plan she made sure to park as close to the furthest end of the lot as possible - so far back and with so many empty spaces in between her and the mall itself that it was obvious what the car was sitting there for, even before the two girls started to make it rock. To that end, Sunset Shimmer didn’t particularly mind that she was about to claim Pinkie Pie in a semi-public venue. Even if someone were to come across them, even if another student of CHS caught what she was about to do, Pinkie Pie’s reputation with the others was so high and she was so beloved that letting Sunset fuck her would only raise the former pony’s public stock.

Hell, she might even arrange something similar for the future, but for now she was content with leaving it in the hands of fate. Just like Pinkie Pie’s pussy was firmly within her own hand, tucked underneath the waistband of the girl’s tights and nestled below her presumably pink and candy-printed panties.

“You’re so fucking wet…” Sunset Shimmer hissed as she leaned forward, practically wrapped around Pinkie Pie in the backseat. She’d crossed her furthest leg over so far that it snagged one of Pinkie Pie’s, and after hooking the heel of her boot around the other girl’s calf, used the leverage to force her thighs to spread. With one arm drawn tight around Pinkie’s waist and the other leading down below her skirt, she was assaulting nearly every inch of the eager young woman with affection - from the fingers teasing a soaked pink slit to the lips that allowed hungry, hot breath to cascade across Pinkie’s throat. “And you’re trembling so much. Looks like your Spring Fling catering isn’t the only sweet thing I’ll get to taste today…”

Pinkie Pie actively shuddered from arousal, bucking up from the seat and into Sunset’s fingers, whimpering and gasping as the attention continued. Her cheeks had completely darkened with a heavy blush and one of her pigtails had already snapped free - presumably just because Pinkie was so excited that her hair couldn’t help but poof out the rest of the way. She wiggled against the seat as Sunset hooked her center two fingers inside of her cunt, shifting them past the first and second knuckle and coming so, so close to hilting inside of her. Though both girls were still fully dressed, Pinkie Pie already felt like her clothes were crawling on her in a desperate bid to escape, especially the tight leggings that were tenting around the back of Sunset’s hand. In the midst of her excitement and the way her head was constantly swimming, Pinkie Pie looked towards Sunset Shimmer with a nearly-glassy gaze and a rumble of excitement in the back of her throat.

“S...Sunset…” She shivered, and the other girl could feel those warm, tight walls seize around her digits. “I...I like you way better when you’re friendly!”

She had no idea that Sunset Shimmer was being anything but. Not that it mattered - with her magical powers in full effect and combined with her natural talents, the line between genuine friend and manipulative, horny witch was as dangerously thin as Sunset Shimmer’s smile, just as she pressed it once more against Pinkie Pie’s quivering, goosebump-riddled throat. Sunset’s pleasure intensified and she dug forward a little deeper with her fingers, surging the tips far into Pinkie Pie until the other girl gave a sharp gasp that filled the car with the sound of her delight. While applying pressure to keep her digits at the same hungry depth, Sunset wiggled her fingers back and forth and caused Pinkie to practically squirm out of her seat in doing so.

“You’re so sensitive, Pinkie Pie,” Sunset cooed, and dragged her tongue across the other girl’s neck in a long, slow swipe. She tasted like - what else - sugar. Sunset had no idea whether it was Pinkie’s natural flavor or if she just somehow managed to get it on her neck at some point during the day, but it didn’t matter, as she had important plans that just couldn’t wait any longer. With her leg tightening around Pinkie’s and forcing her thighs to spread just a little more, Sunset brought her mouth right back up to Pinkie’s ear, whispering against it with a hot voice that ached with the need she had for her in that moment. The need to claim what she had worked for - the prize for all of her manipulation and planning. “You’re going to ride my cock right here and now, Pinkie Pie. Put all that energy to good use. I’m going to cum inside of you, and then you’re going to clean off my dick while it drips out of your tight, pink pussy. And then…” She hooked her fingers again, and even dug the heel of her hand to Pinkie’s shivering hood. “...we’re going to be good, good friends. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Ohh, I loved every part of that!” Pinkie Pie nodded so happily and quickly that her other pigtail snapped free, and her hair immediately bounced into its natural poofy state like jello plopping out of a mold. Once Sunset Shimmer delivered to her a set of marching orders, Pinkie Pie was all too eager to oblige, her hands swiftly snaking up to her shirt to begin actively peeling it away. Sunset was downright surprised at just how quickly Pinkie started to strip, but not quite as surprised as she was to see the sheer amount of candy that fell out of Pinkie’s pockets while she did so. She could barely appreciate the sight of the girl’s surprisingly plump teenage tits because of the snack cakes that tumbled down to the floor of her car, and no sooner did her hand sneak out of Pinkie’s panties did the girl pull them the rest of the way down - followed by an immediate scattering noise as tiny, brightly-colored candies fell from her pockets.

“Pinkie! It’s going to take me all day to clean up all these fucking jelly beans!”

“Sorry, Sunset!” Pinkie Pie giggled, but was already hyper-focused on the task at hand. She clapped her hands against Sunset Shimmer’s shoulders and suddenly swung forward, looping one naked pink thigh around the girl’s waist and straddling right atop her lap. Just as requested she was completely naked from head to toe, and already she had a hand nestled between Sunset’s thighs, teasing the bulging impression of a massive member against the fabric of her jeans. “Ohhh, this feels really big, Sunset! Good thing I practice at home with Maud!”

“--what the fuck did you just sa--”

Sunset suddenly hissed, the thought slipping from her mind as she felt Pinkie’s eager hands work at her jeans to unzip and unbutton them. Clever fingers found her member underneath her panties and suddenly pulled her forward, leaving Sunset’s cock exposed to the open air and finally free from its denim prison after several long moments of tense teasing. She was already rock hard and practically aching in pleasure, and as such it was easy for Pinkie Pie to smoothly wrap her digits around that mammoth unit at the base, raising her own hips forward to begin sliding her folds back and forth across a glistening tip.

“F...fuck, you’re hot,” Sunset Shimmer hissed in an honest tone, a bit angry with herself for not really moving on that fact sooner. Like most of the most popular girls at school, Pinkie Pie was her own brand of smoking fire - undeniably fuckable just as much as she was undeniably adorable. With increasing bitterness Sunset was starting to regret not taking to her sinister plan even earlier, but then...why lose herself in regret, when she could live in the now? A “now” that included Pinkie Pie’s plump pussy slowly gliding down atop her throbbing cock - while Rarity was sitting by the phone just waiting for her to call for another date. Things were going well for Sunset Shimmer, the absolute worst girl to ever walk through CHS’s halls. “Keep going. All the way down. Show me how much fun you really are, Pinkie.”

Her words were perfectly chosen, triggering within Pinkie Pie the girl’s deep, desperate need to make people happy and be known as the most fun girl they’d ever meet. Her lower lip stuck forward bravely and she gave Sunset Shimmer a firm nod, just as she tightened her hands against the collar of the girl’s shirt and started to force herself down. While the inches engulfed Sunset’s rod the amber-skinned bitch gave a joyful shudder, her eyes briefly closing and her head rolling back, savoring that warm, wet, inviting grip. Different from Rarity, and she was sure her car would end up smelling more like a pinata than perfume, but nonetheless a perfect treat to be enjoyed. By the time Pinkie Pie was taking every inch of Sunset Shimmer and resting squarely in her lap, the other girl flashed a devious grin and brought her hand down against Pinkie’s rear for a hard, hungry slap.

“Eep!” Pinkie’s squeak filled the car but quickly evolved into a moan, just as Sunset’s hand stretched out after impact and started to squeeze inward with every digit. Pinkie’s candy-fascination had ensured that her backside was wonderfully squishy and soft, and Sunset delighted in feeling it shiver underneath her grasp. Soon another spank came that turned into yet another squeeze, and before long the former pony had a possessive grip on both sides of Pinkie Pie’s rump - the perfect position to begin encouraging her to ride. Pinkie Pie did just that at Sunset’s urging, squeezing her knees up against the car seat and slowly rolling back and forth, taking every last inch of amber dick while she did so. “Ohh, you’re...I never knew you could be so friendly, Sunset!”

“I have to be properly motivated,” Sunset replied with a smirk, just as she bucked her hips forward to give Pinkie Pie yet another taste of her cock. With the other girl’s knees firmly in place and her throbbing length well-gripped by her pussy, Sunset Shimmer picked up the pace of her own thrusts, and in doing so urged Pinkie to ride her a little harder. She dropped her mouth to the edge of Pinkie’s shoulder and began to hungrily kiss and lick yet again, hoping that the silent encouragement would be enough for Pinkie to lean more into moans and noises of joy, rather than forcing her to have a conversation. After all, even if Pinkie Pie was a hot new slut to wrap around her dick, the last thing Sunset Shimmer wanted was to actually have a conversation with her.

Thankfully, Pinkie Pie was taking to the motions well, squeezing her fingers around Sunset’s collar and riding her with a surprising grace. She was always so energetic and bouncy it made perfect sense that she’d be an expert cock rider, swinging her hips against Sunset’s lap to ensure that her perfect amber dick wedged deep inside. She was even skilled enough to swing her hips from side to side every other particularly deep thrust, grinding that length against her walls and ensuring that the two of them could experience every last second of intense, deep pleasure. She even gave in to Sunset’s silent encouragement to stop her talking, the noises from her throat effectively replaced by happy whimpers and pathetic gasps, all while her body tightened and shivered on Sunset’s lap.

The car parked at the far end of the lot was certainly rocking by now, far away from the eyes of anyone else. Within, the air was laced with the scent of sugar and sex blended together, and Sunset found herself drawing a deep and satisfying scent of it as she rocked her hips harder. Pinkie’s walls were wonderfully tight and wet, squeezing and grasping at her cock in constant waves, doing its damndest to milk her of her load even though they’d only just begun. If Rarity was any indication, Sunset Shimmer would be enjoying this new slut well into the afternoon and beyond, and as such she didn’t do anything to slow down Pinkie’s pace or work to keep her restrained. If she rode herself into a creampie, it was merely the first step of what was going to be a messy, sticky evening for her. More so than usual.

“Mmm…” Sunset hummed to herself, drawing her tongue up from Pinkie’s throat with ribbons of spit still tethering them together. One of her hands left the girl’s plump pink backside to shift right into her hair, and she yanked at Pinkie’s locks to force her down for a wicked kiss. With a probing tongue and a dominant presence Sunset claimed the other girl’s lips with her own, and her free hand offered Pinkie a sharp spank while they made out - just so she could taste the other girl’s gasp against her lips. She wasn’t disappointed, as Pinkie Pie was left even more raw and sensitive with that new level of intimacy, and as such started to fuck all the faster.

Sunset’s senses flared, and she found herself savoring the kiss more than even she would’ve suspected. Beyond the pleasure of that pink pussy wrapped around her dick, beyond the bliss of the scent of sex in the air and the noise of Pinkie’s nearly-orgasmic sounds, this moment resonated deep in Sunset Shimmer as yet another conquest. Yet another accomplishment in her goal to take over CHS. Pinkie Pie was every bit as important as Rarity when it came to her wicked schemes - her popularity, her skillset, her pussy - all of them would be utilized to elevate the woman that now subtly controlled her strings. Just like the ivory-skinned fashionista before her, Pinkie Pie belonged to Sunset Shimmer now. Not as a mindbroken thrall or an unwilling servant, but as a joyful, enthusiastic participant in everything that her sinister mistress would suggest from that moment on. What was the point in having pets if they didn’t act like themselves, after all?

With every thrust of Sunset’s hips, her control over Pinkie Pie grew. Every pump that stirred her pussy also squeezed into Pinkie’s senses a deeper trust and affection for Sunset - a girl that she was becoming increasingly, wildly infatuated with. When their kiss finally ended with a bridge of saliva still connecting their lips, Pinkie Pie wobbled back and forth with frazzled hair and blushing cheeks, shivering as she did her best to maintain the pace.

“Wooooow, Sunset, you...you make me feel so...wooooooooooow!” Pinkie Pie almost looked like she was about to faint from the overwhelming sensations, but instead burst into a heated series of giggles that quickly evolved into piercing moans. “You’re...you’re gonna make me...make me…”

Pinkie Pie’s blush told Sunset Shimmer everything she needed to know. Pinkie Pie was about to cum, and in that moment would be achingly vulnerable as any inexperienced teenage girl would be. Well...maybe inexperienced. She really had to follow up on that Maud thing. But for the moment it looked like Pinkie was in the midst of her first true impending climax with another person, and Sunset Shimmer wasn’t about to let that window pass by without capitalizing on it. Even though she was utterly confident that Pinkie Pie was already hers, she couldn’t help herself but to dip her head forward and press her mouth flush against the other girl’s ear, whispering in a playful voice that she knew Pinkie would enjoy.

“I’m going to pump my frosting right into your donut, Pinkie Pie,” she promised, speaking in Pinkie’s preferred language and giving her yet another hard spank across that wonderfully squeezable rear. “Play your cards right, and maybe we’ll go for a baker’s dozen tonight.”

With that lofty - but attainable - vow hanging in the air, Sunset Shimmer finally shifted her hands to Pinkie’s hips and forcibly pushed her down. It was the last strike needed to ensure her own peak, and she fully suspected that the second her cum began to flow that Pinkie’s orgasm wouldn’t be long after. Sure enough, as she hilted herself within the other girl and her cock started to tremble and throb, Pinkie Pie started to actively convulse. In a way that was...well...a little frightening, at least if someone wasn’t all that familiar with the wild young woman.

Pinkie Pie’s eyes twitched as she started to get her cream filling, every muscle going tight and her fingers locking fiercely around Sunset’s jacket collar. Thrust after thrust gave her heavy squirts of cum straight into her trembling nethers, pumping flush within her walls and offering her a warmth that she’d never experienced before. It was easy for Pinkie to ride that moment into her own intense climax, and she vibrated and shook atop Sunset’s lap as if in the midst of some elaborate self-destruct mode. Higher and higher she squealed and squeaked and whined until--

“Nyyyyyaaaaaah!” Pinkie Pie’s orgasm crashed over her like a thundering wave, and when it truly struck her there was a tiny...explosion that went along with it. Sunset couldn’t possibly describe it other than simply shrugging her shoulders and chalking it up to Pinkie Pie - all she knew was that there wasn’t any confetti in her car before Pinkie Pie came. But now?

“...Pinkie, you’re making a total fucking mess of my backseat.”

“Heeeee...hehe...yeah.”

***

Jelly beans. Confetti. Cotton candy. Sunset Shimmer didn’t even notice when that last one made the scene, but sure enough there was a big cloud of it sitting on the seat beside her, like a tumbleweed if this was a showdown at high noon. She really was making a total mess of Sunset’s car, but the bright colors and the sweet smell certainly helped take the edge off - as did the fact that for all of the mess she was making, Pinkie Pie was showing a willingness to clean.

“That’s it...lick it all over,” Sunset Shimmer shivered, nibbling her bottom lip and rocking her hips forward. She was stretched out on the backseat now with her jeans pulled down to the floor and her jacket dismissed, her shirt pulled up and over her chest to expose her bra-clad breast. The sinister young woman was fondling her own tits through the fabric of her undergarment while her cock continued sticking straight up, glistening with cum, not to mention Pinkie’s juices and spit alike. “How’s that for a tasty snack, Pinkie? Probably not as good as your cupcakes, but I bet it still hits the spot.”

“Mmm! It’s super yummy, Sunset!” Pinkie giggled, squatting as she was on the floor of the backseat. It was a tight fit but her curvy figure was making the most of it, her plump pink tits resting on the edge of the seat and Sunset’s balls sitting right atop her cleavage. She was fawning over Sunset Shimmer exactly as she deserved - kissing across her thighs and her exposed belly when she wasn’t licking that perfect member, smoothing her hands over Sunset’s legs all the way down to where her boots began. When there was a silence between them Sunset could still hear her cum dripping from Pinkie’s hole in a wet pattering noise to the floor below, but...after all the messes Pinkie already made, it’d be silly to be upset about that one. Especially when Pinkie looked so damn happy with her newest favorite oral fixation. “I just wanna suck on it all day long! I wanna cuddle it and kiss it and cover it with syrup and slurp it all up!”

Sunset Shimmer blinked, and arched an eye with her lips thinly pressed together in quiet, contemplative thought.

“...I’ll buy you some flavored lube,” she finally murmured, and pointed squarely at Pinkie Pie’s nose. “Do not put syrup on my dick, or that’ll be the last time you see it.”

“You got it, Sunset Shimmer!” Pinkie Pie giggled and even saluted, immediately falling in line with a full understanding of the pecking order between them. Without complaint Pinkie went immediately back to work, dragging her tongue across Sunset’s member from the very base all the way to the tip, securing her hand against it and slapping it across her own cheeks, and just generally...worshipping it. Fawning over it. Doing everything she could muster with her lips, hands, tongue, and nose to make Sunset Shimmer feel good. After all, much like Rarity before her, the pleasure and well-being of her friends was of paramount importance to Pinkamena Diane Pie! Something that Sunset Shimmer was keenly aware of, and all too happy to exploit.

She was doing an admirable job, and Sunset Shimmer smirked to herself as she basked in the attention. So casually and dominantly did she lean back in the seat of her car that she was already starting to feel a bit like royalty - smug and self-satisfied, as pleased with herself as she was with Pinkie. She gazed out both of the side windows of the car to make sure they were still quite alone, and then pinched one of the jelly beans resting on the seat between her fingers, popping it into her mouth and giving it a lazy chew. She treated the backseat of her car like a throne that afternoon, and for good reason considering how she was being tended to. By that point Pinkie Pie was putting her noisy mouth to the important task of sucking her balls, just after lifting them up with a gentle hand from her pink cleavage and turning her face to meet them. She was slurping each one with a greedy tongue and a happy noise from the back of her throat, making sure that it was wet and messy and incredibly soothing for the other girl. Sunset’s cock was twitching within Pinkie’s grasp and only when she was distracted by a bead of precum did she dart her head up to give a long lick of the tip, just before resuming her work and smearing her soaked lips back and forth over that warm, heavy sack.

Pinkie Pie was predictably amazing when it came to giving a blowjob, as it combined so many of her natural talents - pleasing others and shoving things into her mouth. When she returned to Sunset’s shaft she did so with determination, wrapping her lips completely around the head before darting down to take every inch into her gullet, forcing herself to deepthroat that incredible unit. Back and forth she proceeded to move, her eyes opening wide as she did so, allowing her throat to be bulged by a cockhead that tested the limits of her gag reflex. A reflex that, as Sunset Shimmer wasn’t in the least surprised to discover, didn’t actually exist.

“Fuck, Pinkie, you’re handling that like a real pro,” Sunset mused, just before slipping a hand down into a poofy wedge of Pinkie’s hair. She threaded her fingers deep within the curly locks and held it as fiercely as a leash, fully intended on making the most of this newly-discovered talent. “Guess it comes from inhaling all those snacks like you’re in a friggin’ cartoon. I’m going to see just how far this goes, is that alright with you?”

It didn’t matter what she answered, because Sunset already knew it was. Anything she wanted, anything she asked for, was hers for the taking with enough magic and charm applied to this eager cocksucker. Naturally, Pinkie Pie’s eyes were shining as she gave two big thumbs-up, and Sunset Shimmer smirked as she prepared to really put the girl to task. She started by dragging Pinkie’s head back down into her lap all the way, pushing her down to the point that her pink throat was bulging and her lips were left drooling and gasping, pressed against Sunset’s lap. Every magnificent inch of amber-colored cock was left lodged in Pinkie’s mouth, completely hidden within that warm, wet, inviting entrance that wasn’t actually struggling to take it. Pinkie continued to breathe easily while she deepthroated Sunset with nothing short of perfection, her hands moving to rest against the girl’s knees even as her own hips started to sway. No doubt that pink pussy was leaking more cum onto the floor - she’d need a refill once they were done with this experiment.

“Oh, I’m going to enjoy being good friends with you, Pinkie Pie,” Sunset Shimmer cooed, her eyes flashing with a venom that might nearly have been threatening, were she not so endeared to the other girl that afternoon. After taking a deep and thundering breath, Sunset Shimmer guided the fingers of her free hand into Pinkie’s hair as well, and soon held a firm two-handed grasp on those curly, dark pink locks. As her teeth came down against her bottom lip, Sunset Shimmer took one last lingering glance at her new pet, appreciating just how...cute she was. Lips drawn taut around her massive cock, spit coating her cheeks to a truly disgraceful degree, naked shoulders lifted just above the edge of the seat. Pinkie Pie was always pretty, but when she was submissive? She was downright adorable. Sunset Shimmer could only imagine that she’d look even better after a few minutes of real facefucking.

She gave Pinkie just that, without giving the girl any further warning of her intention. With two hands fiercely in her hair, she bucked her hips up from the backseat just as she slammed Pinkie’s face into her lap, only to draw both sides apart before repeating the process with even more vigorous glee. Pleasure washed over her like wildfire and Sunset’s moan filled the sugar-scented air in the car, with the noises of Pinkie’s depraved first throatfuck serving as an underlying melody. She didn’t gag or cough or groan in any form of ache, but her voice still rose with a joyful moan amidst a litany of sloppy slurping noises, the naturally expected sounds of a throbbing member rapidly plunging in and out of a wet, tight hole.

It was damn near paradise for Sunset Shimmer on so many fronts. The perfect place to sheathe her cock and the chance to manhandle one of the most annoying girls in school?! It was the best bargain to be claimed at CHS, and Sunset was determined to enjoy it. The car parked at the edge of the lot was bouncing more than ever now, shaking up and down as Sunset’s backside launched from the seat only to jam ahead against Pinkie Pie’s sloppy, spit-covered face. When she could feel the other girl’s fingers tighten against her thighs it only encouraged Sunset Shimmer to rock forward harder, to draw a white-knuckled grasp within Pinkie’s hair and to let her own voice fill the car with greedy, noisy, dominant cries.

“Yes, yes, yes! Your throat is so fucking tight, Pinkie! Choke on my fucking cock!” Her words were reckless and wild, a natural step from her typical capacity for cruelty now that she knew she had a pet that could handle it. If she treated Rarity like a whore, she would’ve had to deal with nonstop wailing and sobbing. But Pinkie Pie? This resilient, bouncy pink bitch was practically born for it. Sunset’s cock throbbed within the depths of Pinkie’s throat when Sunset forced her down all the way and held her there, refusing to let her up for breath while she growled from the back of her throat. “You’re not getting back up until I can feel your tongue on my balls!”

It wasn’t much of a challenge, and the reason it took Pinkie Pie so long to oblige was likely so she could savor the thrill of having her new super bestest friend’s dick jammed inside of her to the point of a gulping throat. When she was finally ready to come back up, Pinkie’s tongue started to wiggle within her mouth, first to tease and worship the underside of Sunset’s shaft, and then slooooowly to creep out past her lips, using the other girl’s cock as a guide. As talented as she was, it was no surprise that once she applied herself to the moment Pinkie Pie ushered her tongue squarely to the spot where Sunset’s cock met her balls - and then swiftly dipped even lower.

“Mmm...fuuuuuck…” Sunset Shimmer continued to hiss and roll her hips, actively having to bite down on her lip with some ferocity to stop from cumming. It was so tempting - so, so, so tempting - to pull her cock out of the other girl’s mouth at the last minute and unleash rope after rope of cum straight across her face. It was a mental image she knew would be every bit as delicious as expected, with white streaks crossing over blushing pink cheeks and a gasping, open mouth. Still...Pinkie Pie was a girl that loved her snacks and treats, and Sunset Shimmer was keen on giving her the most delicious treat of her life. She was a kind, benevolent, manipulative magical scheming bitch like that. “Pinkie, just a little longer...I’m going to shoot straight down your fuckin’ throat…”

Pinkie Pie’s shivering intensified upon hearing the promise, and she tightened her hands against Sunset’s thighs in preparation. When Sunset took control of Pinkie’s head once more, it was the most vigorous series of facefucks yet, so hard and so fast that it tested even the sugar addict’s capacity to have things jammed directly down her gullet. The sloppy noises filled the car just as the windows grew fogged and the car kept bouncing, unleashing creaks and squeaks the entire time. When Sunset’s peak finally crashed against her, she saw her promise through to the end, and with one mighty shove forward forced her cock as deep into Pinkie’s throat as she could manage. Both hands left Pinkie’s hair only to wrap around the back of her head and force her down even further, and with that pink nose wedged against her bush and Pinkie’s eyes going wide from shock, finally squirted her load.

Pinkie still managed to take it all without gagging or choking or coughing - the absolute fucking cocksucking champion that she was - but still wet, messy noises filled the car while Sunset’s cum poured straight into her throat. There was slobbering and suckling, slurping and gasping, and when Sunset Shimmer gazed down at her lap she could see that Pinkie was left in an absolutely blissful state with cum packing her senses. It was so severe and surged so heavily through her that it was leaking out of her nose and down into the hair just above Sunset’s nethers, showcasing just how absolutely depraved Pinkie could be when properly motivated. The gentle squeezing around the head of her cock was enough to tell Sunset that Pinkie was still swallowing greedily and gulping down as much as she could, and only when she was finally sure she was finished did she bother to pull away. Slowly thanks to the sensitivity on her tender cockhead, Sunset eased her prick out of Pinkie’s tight, spasming throat and past her lips once more, only to slap it squarely across the other girl’s face with one more dismissive strike. Sunset was downright beaming by that point, and tossed another errant jelly bean into her mouth while Pinkie was left a cum-packed mess.

“So,” Sunset began, speaking while she chewed and looking as satisfied with herself as a woman could be. “When you do your thing at the Spring Fling, I want you to give it your all, Pinkie. And I’ll help you out as much as I can...so everyone knows that we’re the very best of friends. Deal?”

Pinkie Pie took a minute to answer. Not because she was stunned or choking or gasping, of course, but because she was doing something she usually only deserved for the tastiest of treats - savoring. Her lips were closed and her tongue was swimming back and forth through a sea of cum, just as her hands were laying palm up underneath Sunset’s tip, catching excess cum that she could slurp down after. She was a messy, sweaty, cum-packed little tart that afternoon, and afforded herself the time to really let the flavor of magical seed sink into her senses before finally swallowing and nodding in an eager affirmative.

Sunset Shimmer just grinned, and basked in the chaos that was her backseat. The confetti. The jelly beans. The cotton candy. The cum on the floor and splattered across her lap. Making Pinkie Pie her loyal lover was never going to be a tidy affair, but damned if it wasn’t worth the effort.

“Good,” Sunset finally barked, and snapped her fingers to draw Pinkie Pie’s attention once more. “Now put a shirt on, we’re going to my apartme--.”

She paused, looked around from side to side, and then grumbled with a roll of her eyes.

“Now put a shirt on, we’re going to a hotel.”

End of Chapter 2.

Author's Note

An Enchanting Pet (Sunset/Fluttershy)

Sunscreen
Chapter Three: An Enchanting Pet
-by Drace Domino

Sunset Shimmer squeezed her cock one last time, milking the last few drops of cum from the tip. Once she’d finished, she swung her member up and down, tapping it against the rim of the glass to make sure she’d salvage everything she possibly could. The end result was a glass stolen from the cafeteria that was half-filled with warm, rich, white magical cum, and as Sunset lifted it up the eyes of her current companion widened all the further.

“Oh...my...goodness, darling!” Rarity whispered breathlessly, keeping her voice low so they weren’t discovered. She and Sunset had snuck off during lunch to have themselves a bit of fun, and now the two were hiding in one of the storage closets of CHS. As Sunset swung the glass of cum from side to side, Rarity’s eyes tracked it like a cat watching a laser pointer, her thighs squeezing together and the excitement apparent in her tone. “May...may I drink it now, Sunset? Please?!”

“Well, I don’t know…” Sunset Shimmer teased, her free hand moving to half-tuck her cock back into her panties. It was a lackluster job, and even now the top edge of the garment was threatening to allow her to tumble out once more. As she leaned back with her glass of magical cum still warm in her palm, Sunset arched a brow and looked at Rarity with a playful smile - watching her friend squirm was always a rewarding experience. “Are you gonna let me fuck you before lunch is over?”

Rarity, nodding so fast and so hard that it messed up her hair, practically yelped in glee at the proposal. A hard cock and a warm glass of cum? It was a win/win situation for the fashionista, and she shook with delight when Sunset Shimmer handed her the glass. Without hesitation and with her eyes burning in an intense hunger, Rarity dipped the edge of the glass to her lips, tilting her head back and allowing that creamy white nectar to slowly, stickily, slide ever-closer to her waiting mouth.

“Slow, Rarity. Drink it slow,” Sunset Shimmer cooed, and gave the back of her pet’s head a sweet, gentle stroke. Once she did, the sinister young woman dropped down to her knees behind the other girl, lifting Rarity’s skirt and pulling aside her panties, ready to help herself to that warm, ivory pussy. “I want to watch you enjoy it while I pound your hot little cunt.”

Rarity, with a blush on her cheeks that was fueled not only by the magical arousal rushing through her but the shameful, scandalous delight of the moment, gave a tiny swallow before nodding with an eager bob of her head.

“Y-Yes, Sunset!” She shivered, and eased her hips back when the first glancing touch of a cockhead moved across her folds. “Ohh, you’re absolutely spoiling me, darling!”

The bell rang no more than ten minutes later, and Sunset Shimmer slithered from the storage closet looking as sleazy as possible. The halls were already filled with students transitioning to their next class, but she knew one girl that’d be late - the well-fucked, cum-filled fashionista that was currently in the room behind her recovering from a surprisingly rough fuck. When she stepped out into the hall Rarity was still braced on her knees with her shoulders and cheek to the ground, cum dripping from her overflowing pussy in a thick line the same color as her flawless skin. Naturally, Sunset Shimmer opted to lean against the storage closet door while the students all walked to their next class, standing guard for her favored pet while she recovered. It was, after all, the nice thing to do. The friendly thing to do.

“Sunset Shimmer! Oh, hello, Sunset Shimmer!” A sweet voice filled the air no more than two minutes after Sunset emerged, and it was enough to draw the girl’s attention to a rapidly-approaching figure in the hallway. A trail of beautifully soft pink hair framed pale yellow features sporting a genuine kindness - one of the prettiest girls at CHS to be certain, but also among the most humble. Fluttershy stepped up to Sunset looking as if she had something to say, but as soon as she stood a foot away from the other girl she immediately fell into a position of blushing shyness. “Oh! Uhm...uh...h-hello. Uh...Sunset, I...I wanted to...ask...if y--”

“Fuck’s sakes, spit it out, Fluttershy.” Sunset Shimmer rolled her eyes, and tightened her arms against her chest. As she leaned against the storage closet door Sunset couldn’t help but feel like the top stud of the whole damned school - the scent of Rarity’s sweat and hunger clinging to her body, the satisfying feel of a spent cock nestled within her panties, and the knowledge that Rarity’s cum-dripping slit was as close to her as Fluttershy was enough to make any girl preen with confidence. “Don’t have all day to listen to you ramble.”

“I’m...I’m sorry!” Fluttershy squeaked, and half-recoiled from Sunset’s harsh words. Harsh, but by the same token, much, much kinder than how she used to speak to CHS’s top sweetheart. “I was just wondering, if...if uh, you knew where Rarity was? I saw the two of you leave the cafeteria during lunch, and...and uh, well, Rarity promised she’d come help me take care of some animals after school, and…”

“Rarity’s busy after school,” Sunset Shimmer responded simply, and shrugged. At least, she planned for Rarity to be busy. Though as she leaned back on the door and pondered her plans, Sunset couldn’t help but study the offering that was right there in front of her. Fluttershy was drop dead gorgeous, and when it came to girls that were naive and easy to take advantage of, she was at the very meek head of the pack. It was enough to draw Sunset’s attention, and she allowed her look to soften for the moment - long enough to ease Fluttershy further. “Hey. I like animals.” She was, after all, partial to ponies. “Maybe I can help you out instead? Rarity has to make a...uh...dress.”

“Well, that does sound like Rarity,” Fluttershy murmured, but judging by the look on her face, couldn’t have been any more put off by the suggestion of her replacement. She took a half-step back and recoiled further, nibbling her bottom lip and hiding half of her face behind a long curtain of pink hair. “That’s...that’s okay, Sunset. It’s nice of you to offer, but, but, but...I don’t...I don’t think you’d have fun.”

Oh, how wrong she was. Sunset Shimmer would definitely have fun...and so would Fluttershy, if she played along. Sunset Shimmer was quick to reach out, her bare hand flexing its Rarity-scented fingers before casually stretching forward. She teased the tips of her fingers across Fluttershy’s exposed arm from her shoulder all the way down to the elbow, drawing across her flesh a long, friendly, flirty line while her magic started to take effect. It was almost instantaneous in bringing her results - as soon as her digits stroked over Fluttershy’s skin, the timid young woman’s back straightened and her head lifted, her hair falling to the side to reveal a face that was already wearing trust and friendliness. She even started to smile with a tiny tug at the corner of her lips, and Sunset Shimmer encouraged that behavior with her voice sliding forward with a surprisingly gentle coo.

“C’mon, Fluttershy, I know I haven’t always been nice to you.” Specifically, never. She had never been nice to her. But in her defense, it was before she had the idea to fuck her. “But I’m friends with Rarity and Pinkie Pie now. Maybe we can be friends, too…? I know I’m a little rough around the edges, but I’m all soft and fuzzy beneath that. Like...like a…” she leaned back, rubbing her chin in pondering fashion. “Like some kind of...big animal that everyone thinks is mean, but is really, really cute…”

“A bear?! You’re like a bear?!” Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she giggled, rocking back and forth on her heels. It was the sort of cheesy leading that would almost certainly never have worked if it wasn’t for Sunset’s magic, but everything that afternoon was leading towards Sunset getting another new lover. Fluttershy’s trusting nature and her vulnerable position, her eagerness for comfort and consolation, a bit of Equestrian magic...oh yes, she’d be all too easy for Sunset to claim within her grasp. “Oh, you’re right, Sunset! I’m sorry if I was being fussy! I’d love to have you help out!”

“Wonderful, I’d love to have you, too.” Sunset Shimmer smiled, before squinting and correcting herself. “I mean I’d love to help, too. I’ll meet you after school. Now run along, okay? I’m trying to look like a cool loner here.”

Fluttershy giggled and waved as she left, moving with the crowd and heading off to her next class once more. Sunset Shimmer just grinned - a smug look of self-satisfaction plastered on her face and her magical cock twitching underneath the edge of her panties. Another pussy. Another pet. Another lover to keep her more primal instincts in check while they edged ever-closer to the Fall Formal. It was still a few months away and with it, the opening of the portal back to Equestria - and Sunset Shimmer was going to need plenty of warm teenage pussies to keep her from getting too bored by then. And speaking of…

The sinister young woman waited until everyone had moved around the corner, and only then did she slink back into the storage closet. As the door closed behind her she saw Rarity just finishing getting dressed - pulling her panties back up along her thighs, and wearing a look of glistening pleasure across her lips. Considering how little cum there was on the floor, it was a safe bet the fashionista couldn’t bear to waste such a delicious snack. As Sunset slipped inside Rarity tilted her head, looking curiously at Sunset while the other girl hitched her hands to her jeans and started to once more undo her belt.

“Gonna have to cancel our after-school plans, Rarity, something came up,” she remarked, just as that thick amber length flopped out and into her open palm. “Looks like we’re gonna miss Social Studies if you really want to get fucked again today.”

Rarity, with her throat tightening in a nervous swallow and her thighs subtly pressing together, weighed her options for all of two seconds before responding.

“...Ms. Harshwhinny gives such boring lectures, darling,” she remarked, just as she dropped again to her knees, ready to suck the dick of the best friend she’d ever, ever, ever have.

Or so Sunset would have her believe.

***

It was hours later before Sunset Shimmer finally got her chance. Hours. Hours spent feeding cats, walking dogs, and touching snakes and lizards so they “got used to it,” whatever the hell that was supposed to mean. When she offered to help out Fluttershy with her volunteer work, she never expected that it’d be such a long endeavor, and on more than one occasion she thought about saying to hell with it and ditching. Unfortunately, doing so would almost certainly shatter the work she’d already put in getting Fluttershy to trust her, and while she was sure that she could earn it back with a few affectionate touches, an upset Fluttershy could do a lot of harm to her public image. The last thing she needed was Fluttershy sniffling and sobbing about how Sunset drove her out to the shelter, got bored, and then left her stranded and having to walk home.

Besides, the drive back offered Sunset certain...opportunities, and she was confident that by the time the evening was over, Fluttershy’s pussy would be worth the cat bites and dog slobber.

“Gosh, Sunset Shimmer, you sure were great with all those animals.” Fluttershy smiled from the passenger’s seat, her hands folded neatly in her lap and her eyes shining. In truth, Sunset was awful with them - but that certainly wasn’t the perception the magic-addled young woman had. “All of those adorable puppies and kittens sure liked you! Oh, and that great big iguana just couldn’t get enough of your hair!”

“I never want to talk about the iguana again,” Sunset Shimmer interjected, an eye twitching as her hands tightened upon the steering wheel. She guided them down the road but pointedly started to turn down a side path, one that twisted them away from the core part of the city and towards her remote apartment. While she drove, Fluttershy’s head tilted curiously, and she chimed up in her typically soft, delicate voice.

“This isn’t the way back to CHS.” Fluttershy blinked. “Where are we going, Sunset?” The fact that there wasn’t any nervousness in her voice was a testament to just how much she trusted the other girl by now. Typically, Fluttershy was defined by her social awkwardness and fear of the unknown, but now as a sinister bitch guided her down an unknown road, there was nothing but trust in her tone. Trust that Sunset would only betray in the most pleasing of fashions, of course.

“All of those animals sure were fun.” Sunset had to grit her teeth while saying it, once more remembering the creepy, painful feeling of iguana claws in her hair. “But after spending four hours there, I--” She paused, looked at the clock on the dash again, and grumbled to herself. “Really? Four fucking hours? Uh, I mean--after having so much fun, there’s one problem I need to take care of.”

Fluttershy was completely trusting and innocent, and just to make sure she stayed that way Sunset stretched a hand out and dropped it over the other girl’s, giving it a small squeeze. The fact that Fluttershy’s hand turned palm-up was a good sign, and the two shared a sweet smile as Sunset gave the trusting young woman another touch of Equestrian magic. It was more than enough to keep her complacent and stop her from asking questions until they were finally parked out front of Sunset’s apartment, at which point the redhead started to unbuckle herself while gesturing to the stairs leading up to the entrance.

“This is my place,” she began. “And...all those animals kind of left me smelling...less than pleasant.”

“Ohh, you don’t like it?” Fluttershy’s head tilted, as if she didn’t understand the statement on a basic level. “Why, I think it’s such a cute and cuddly smell!”

Once again, Sunset Shimmer’s eye twitched, and she resisted the urge to point out that smells could not, in fact, be cute and cuddly. If she didn’t get this hot young thing naked and moaning soon she was almost certainly going to snap, her frustration starting to bubble over just like the hamster that peed in her hand. She really, really, really didn’t like animals.

“...I really need to grab a shower,” Sunset Shimmer blurted out, and to make sure her upcoming offer was accepted, stretched out to grab one of Fluttershy’s hands. This time she let her fingers interlink with the timid girl’s own, squeezing palm-to-palm while she continued her thought. “How about you join me? We’ll get all nice and clean together.”

It was a bold request, considering who Fluttershy was. If she made the offer to an athlete like Rainbow Dash it could’ve easily been played off as a casual thing, or at the very least, as something Dash had almost certainly done before. But Fluttershy was a girl that actively hid after gym class so she didn’t have to shower with the other girls, and even now her cheeks were overtaken by a deep, heavy blush. She almost certainly would’ve run squeaking and whimpering into the hills if it wasn’t for Sunset Shimmer’s hand in hers, feeding her a steady, constant drip of magic that reassured her of the simple fact that she could trust her. Even though she really, really couldn’t.

“W-Well, I...I...uh...I never showered with...with any--”

“Hey, all the better.” Sunset Shimmer smiled, and squeezed the other girl’s hand a little tighter. “It’s scary showering with a bunch of girls you don’t know that well, but when it’s just someone you trust? When it’s one of your best friends?”

She was laying it on thick because she knew she needed to. It’d take every drop of Equestrian manipulation magic and every ounce of her own sinister thoughts to break through Fluttershy’s natural timid nature, but thankfully, it was enough. As she fed Fluttershy’s insecurities with the other students of CHS while reinforcing their own bond, soon she could feel Fluttershy’s hand tremble within hers, just before it slipped out to reach for the buckle of her seatbelt.

“That...that sounds...nice.” Fluttershy blushed as she admitted as much, and gave Sunset a kind smile. “Promise you won’t peek?”

“I promise,” Sunset Shimmer lied with an enormous smile on her face, knowing that before long, Fluttershy would be doing more than she ever imagined when she woke up in the morning.

***

There was a small mountain of clothes laying just outside the bathroom door of Sunset Shimmer’s apartment, and from within there was the constant, steady, heavy sound of spraying water as it crashed down upon two naked teenage bodies. Underneath the noise of beating water came an undercurrent of tiny whimpers and moans - the sounds of a pink-haired beauty with a faltering resolve, the gasps of a virginal, adorable thing that was about to be taken advantage of by a wicked girl that only cared about her holes.

“Fluttershy, your hair is just so pretty…” Sunset Shimmer cooed, standing behind the other girl with her fingers covered in shampoo as they worked through Fluttershy’s locks. It was an easy enough position to guide herself into, and all a part of her sinister plan - the shelter got them to the car, the car got them to the shower, the shower got her to the shampoo, and soon she’d be enjoying where the shampoo would lead. Fluttershy was already a quivering mess as she stood below the spray of the shower, her eyes closed while shampoo glazed down her face and across her bare shoulders, even rolling down over a bust that was surprisingly large considering her timid nature. It was desperately tempting for Sunset Shimmer to just grab her tits and grind forward, but Fluttershy still required patience. Besides - the young woman was so timid and eager to avert her gaze from Sunset, she still hadn’t noticed the massive cock that was hanging between her thighs or the amulet draped casually around her neck. She was little more than a responsive body packed with gasps and trembles, and Sunset Shimmer was easing Fluttershy into the moment with lilac-scented suds and a soothing, compassionate voice. And plenty of Equestrian magic, of course. “And it’s so soft. Can I tell you a secret? I’ve always been jealous of your hair.”

“Y-Y-Y-You?” Fluttershy half-squeaked out, her eyes still closed while Sunset’s fingers worked through her soft pink locks. It was the most she’d spoken since the two of them stepped into the shower, and even now sounded like she was ready to burst from nervousness and social anxiety. Sunset Shimmer kept Fluttershy’s fear-based instincts in check with a soothing voice she delivered just at the back of the other girl’s ear, making quite sure to never drift so far forward as to alert her of that stiffening cock.

“Absolutely,” Sunset cooed, and even nudged Fluttershy’s cheek with the tip of her nose. Her motions were softer and sweeter now, urging Fluttershy’s head just underneath the spray of the water. It was a motion made for two purposes - first to wash away the suds from the girl’s beautiful head of hair, and second to add a level of louder noise for her voice to penetrate, hoping to overwhelm Fluttershy’s better senses with every passing whisper. “I’m jealous of so much about you. I look at you, Fluttershy, and I see a girl I really...really...wish I could be like.

Like. Inside. What difference did it make?

Fluttershy squeaked predictably at the praise, her nerves still overwhelming her as Sunset Shimmer continued to dote on her. For a lewd conquest that was only possible with lies and magical alteration, Sunset Shimmer was treating her with true kindness - taking her time to make Fluttershy comfortable and cared for, ensuring that no one moment was too much for her to bear. Before long she had layered her hands with a dose of lather from her body wash, and from there the true fun began. Her hands passed over Fluttershy’s shoulders, arms, trembling tummy, shivering waist...every motion offered with a surprising gentleness and kindness, and every touch taken with Fluttershy’s comfort in mind. Before long, though, it became clear that she’d only have one more area to clean up on Fluttershy’s torso - the big, plump, breasts of a teenage girl that was too shy to show them off. Sunset Shimmer’s soap-covered fingers lingered at Fluttershy’s belly, one finger tracing idly around her belly button as she whispered at the back of the other girl’s neck.

“Fluttershy, I’m going to clean your chest now,” she cooed, and waited for Fluttershy’s whimper to fade before sliding her hands upward. “Don’t worry. This is just what girls do for each other in the shower.”

It absolutely, irrevocably, entirely was not what they did for each other, but considering how Fluttershy hid during gym there was no way for her to know that for certain. Not that it mattered - with so much Equestrian magic offered up through touches and caresses and doting whispers, Sunset Shimmer could’ve convinced her of anything that night. Her hands finally crossed the last few inches towards Fluttershy’s breasts and pulled up and across them, her fingers stretching out as she coated each of the young woman’s perfectly plump tits in a thick lather of suds. As soon as she did so, Fluttershy gave a sharp and sudden gasp and bucked her hips back against Sunset’s lap, swiftly informing her just what her friend was packing. It was a lot to assault the timid girl’s senses all at once, and with so much going on Fluttershy couldn’t muster up anything more than a pathetic little murmur, just before settling into place and letting it all happen. Her blush intensified and she squirmed back and forth, grinding her backside against Sunset Shimmer’s thick, twitching cock as the hot shower continued pouring over them.

“There we go...isn’t that nice? Relaxing? Feeling nice and clean?” Sunset Shimmer’s smile was slow and predatory, and she even dared to bring it close to Fluttershy’s throat while she worked. Her hands were moving with expert precision through the suds, ensuring that each of Fluttershy’s tits were completely coated - at least enough to half-obscure the attention of her hands. Fluttershy didn’t notice she was making a beeline for her nipples until it was too late, with her digits pinching them tenderly and tweaking each one under the guise of cleaning her off. “Fluttershy, you’re so tense...but don’t worry, it’s just me here. And we’re such good friends now, aren’t we?”

“W...W...We are.” Fluttershy nodded, with a sweep of soaked pink hair half-hiding her face and with her body reclining against Sunset Shimmer. She no doubt felt that enormous length pushing against her backside, wedged up against Sunset’s belly and caught between them, but for the moment she was so distracted by the hands on her breasts that she could only focus on them. She swallowed nervously and shuddered in a state of veiled arousal - the sort that not even she knew she was experiencing, and likely wouldn’t until it was too late. “Do...do you want me to clean you off, too?”

“Not if you’re too shy, I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable,” Sunset Shimmer lied, but even in the same moment released one of Fluttershy’s breasts, moving it up to wrap around her wrist. She was already encouraging Fluttershy to reach behind herself - purposefully sweeping the girl’s hand through a coating of sudsy lather as she did so. “But...if you wanted to try cleaning me, well...I promise I wouldn’t tease you even if you didn’t do a good job.”

Reassurances built-in with condescension. Comfort built upon exploitation. Sunset Shimmer was taking advantage of this trusting sweetheart like a shark that smelled a fresh meal, her smile intensifying the whole time. It wasn’t long before Fluttershy was slowly turning around to face her, those lovely, soap-covered breasts bouncing against Sunset’s own and her hand being guided straight to the other girl’s amber length. Sunset Shimmer shamelessly and gleefully helped Fluttershy wrap her hand around her member at the hilt, and she did it with enough gentle coercing that not only did it feel completely natural, but actually seemed like Fluttershy’s own idea. It was such a convincing and masterful piece of manipulation that Fluttershy already started to stroke her, nibbling her bottom lip as those delicate fingers went from the base to the tip again and again, keeping Sunset’s throbbing length covered in suds.

“Like...like this?” Fluttershy nibbled her bottom lip, blushing wildly and still half-hiding her face with her hair. “I’m...I’m not hurting you, am I?”

Sunset Shimmer just grinned, and let her hands stretch out to answer Fluttershy with caresses and touches rather than words. While the timid young woman gave her a gentle handjob with body wash-covered fingers, Sunset put in the work to make her more comfortable - slipping digits behind Fluttershy’s hair to sweep it away from her face, teasing her palms down the girl’s arms to soothe her, even gently caressing her backside to nudge her a little closer. When Sunset’s soap-covered tip nudged against Fluttershy’s belly the timid girl squeaked in surprise, but Sunset was quick to ease it back and forth and draw a line of glistening precum across Fluttershy’s belly, just to let her know there was nothing to be afraid of. That big, pulsing, scary dick wasn’t going to hurt her - and in fact, it seemed damn fond of her gentle gestures of affection.

“Mmm, just like that, Fluttershy.” Sunset Shimmer closed her eyes, letting herself rest in that moment. With the shower beating down against them and Fluttershy’s fingers passing up and down her shaft, the sinister manipulator was free to bask in her attention and enjoy her reward. It had been earned through a long hassle of tending animals and putting up with Fluttershy being afraid of her own shadow - a frustrating evening to be sure, but one that was leading to a fantastic end. Her hips rocked back and forth, her hands continued to tease and touch along Fluttershy’s naked figure, and when the pink-haired sweetheart dared to reach a second hand down to join the first, it was enough that Sunset herself gasped.

“Ah…!” She blushed heavily, opening her eyes and looking back at Fluttershy. “Whew...I...I didn’t expect that.”

“Is it okay?” Fluttershy blinked, her newly-added hand fondling Sunset’s sack, coating it with the same heavy lather. By that point her breasts were squished up against Sunset’s own and their faces were desperately near - so close that Sunset found herself drifting closer and closer. “Am...am I doing this ri--”

Her voice fell into a tiny, muted squeak as Sunset closed the distance between them, bringing her mouth against Fluttershy’s own for a sweet, sensitive, tender kiss. At least, one that seemed like it was all those things, even though it was really just coming from a place of profane manipulation by a twisted, deceitful bitch. In the end it didn’t matter, because Fluttershy absolutely crumbled underneath the attention, and Sunset Shimmer found her peak creeping upon her quicker than she had imagined it would. The kiss between the two was chaste compared to everything else about the evening, with Sunset’s head gently tilted and Fluttershy just barely pressing back. Their lips remained closed as they shared an intimate moment underneath the spray of the shower, so fierce and constant that it swept away all of the suds and lather that they’d coated themselves in. By that point there was nothing but water on flesh, whether it was two pairs of teenage breasts rubbing together or the quivering hand of Fluttershy as it pumped Sunset Shimmer faster and faster, the pink-haired beauty’s instincts pushing her to keep tugging on that throbbing length until--

“Hnng!” Sunset Shimmer suddenly tensed within Fluttershy’s palm, and she pulled back from the kiss just enough for the other girl to see her vulnerability in that moment. The heavy blush, the strained look of immense delight, the closed eyes...the sight of a girl that was seemingly just as swept up in the moment as Fluttershy was, and her body was serving as the proof. Her peak rumbled through her with her cocktip pointed squarely at Fluttershy’s belly, and when she started to cum it surged ahead to squirt straight across the girl’s pale yellow flesh. She shivered and twitched, but even within the thrill of her climax Sunset Shimmer shuffled a few steps to the side, interjecting her back between Fluttershy and the shower spray. After all, that cum she was firing against the timid young woman’s belly would be considered quite the precious commodity before too long, and every drop that got swept up in the water was yet another tragedy.

By the time it ended, Sunset’s member hung soft and tender in Fluttershy’s grasp - a grasp that was coated in thick white spunk, the same as her trembling tummy. The pink-haired girl released Sunset after just a few more seconds and a few more squeezes, pulling her palm slowly upward into her line of sight, her eyes growing wider and wider as she did so. She was holding a small pool of cum in the very center of her palm and gazing at it with fascination - there was something about it that was downright captivating. Sunset Shimmer’s predatory smile intensified as she let her head drift close, kissing at Fluttershy’s wrist while she whispered in a prodding, encouraging tone.

“Go ahead, Fluttershy,” she urged her, and swung her hips forward just enough to nudge Fluttershy’s cum-slickened belly with her dick. “Taste it.”

“I...I...oh my, I’ve never even dreamed of doing something like this before, I…” Fluttershy was clearly unsure of things, and yet the magical compulsion pushed her forward. It was a testament to Sunset Shimmer’s prowess, both in terms of her magical acumen and her gift for manipulation, that Fluttershy so smoothly pulled her palm up to her lips and allowed her tongue to slither out. With a tiny tilt backward she ushered the small mouthful of cum past her lips and across her tongue, and as soon as her mouth sealed once more the results were immediate and intense. “Mmm…!”

Fluttershy’s eyes went wide, and the shy blush was replaced with one of heady, hungry desire. Her tongue battered back and forth within her mouth as she kept sampling her first taste of heaven, and her hand was already lowering once more to where her belly was still soaked. She pooled up more cum and greedily ushered it into her mouth with a zeal that was Pinkie Pie-esque in nature, this time licking her lips and managing to squeak out a few words towards Sunset as she did so.

“This...this tastes so good, Sunset!” She rocked back and forth on her heels, squirming and shivering and serving as a wet, horny bundle of teenage bliss. With her thighs rubbing together and her eyes going desperately wide, she looked to Sunset Shimmer for answers - and of course, more of her cum. “Can I have more?! Can we do more?! I...I don’t know what I want, but I...I just...I...want!”

The poor thing had no answers, but lucky for her, Sunset Shimmer was there to guide her. With a coy smile and a flash of her sinister eyes, Sunset turned towards the showerhead and switched the faucet off, leaving them both damp and dripping in the tub. Wordlessly, she reached down to claim one of Fluttershy’s wrists in her hand as she began moving from the bathroom and back into her apartment’s living quarters - her smile growing just as rapidly as Sunset Shimmer’s hunger.

This one was more effort than her other two pets, but she was becoming increasingly certain that Fluttershy would be well worth the effort.

***

Shy, innocent pussy was the tightest of all. At least, that was Sunset’s experience so far. She still had to try cocky bitch cunt and rustic farm girl ass, but right now? Fluttershy was giving her the best grip she’d ever known. The two girls had retired to Sunset Shimmer’s bed in the loft of her apartment, with Fluttershy laying flat on her back and inviting the seemingly kind and considerate Sunset inside. They were still warm and wet from the shower ensuring that the sheets would be thoroughly damp by the time they went to bed, but neither girl seemed to mind - after all, they’d no doubt be sweaty and toasty by the time they were finished anyway. With Fluttershy’s knees up on her shoulders and her lap grinding against the other girl’s own, Sunset clenched her teeth and shuddered in delight, whispering in a barely-contained lust against Fluttershy’s throat.

“You feel so good,” she half-growled, her face buried against the crook of Fluttershy’s neck while she worked. The timid young woman’s hands had passed up and over her shoulders to cling to her, and even though Fluttershy was leaning back with her knees pressed to her chest and her pussy tightly gripping a throbbing amber cock, she looked downright innocent in that moment. A heavy blush riding her face, her voice escaping in squeaks and gasps of gentle tenderness, and her fingers tightening on Sunset’s figure as the other girl kept growling against her. “I could fuck you all night long. Think I will.”

“Y-Yes...please…” Fluttershy gasped, her nails digging in against Sunset’s flesh as she tightened every muscle of her body. The looming presence of her newest friend was nearly overwhelming for her, and with the taste of magical cum still playing on her tongue, she was all too ready to give everything to Sunset. Her whole evening could be an experience in being used as the other girl’s toy and Fluttershy would’ve been thrilled at the honor - and it certainly seemed like that was the way things were going. “Wh...whatever you want, Sunset, just...I want to feel like this some more!”

Just like Rarity, just like Pinkie Pie, behind the layers of “good girl” nonsense, Fluttershy had the potential to be just as slutty as the rest of them. Sunset Shimmer’s smile was enormous as she kept pumping forward, making sure to keep driving her cock down into the other girl’s depths. Her thrusts were short but particularly hard, always making sure to stir that quivering pussy with a greedy, downright possessive authority. Fluttershy herself was absolutely soaked and her nethers were milking Sunset for all they were worth, speaking of a particularly horny little minx underneath the layers of fidgeting embarrassment. And as fun as fucking her was, Sunset couldn’t help but keep pushing the envelope of Fluttershy’s blushing shyness - and the perfect method to make Fluttershy erupt popped into her mind in that moment. She pulled her head back just enough to gaze at Fluttershy’s eyes, their lips hovering in a near-kiss while Sunset started to whisper.

“Want to know how I made friends with Rarity and Pinkie Pie?” she asked, her brow arching with the confession teasing against her tongue. “Been a few weeks. Bet you and the others were curious why we started hanging out.”

“I...I...y-yes,” Fluttershy admitted. She was trying her best to stay focused on Sunset Shimmer’s words, but it was rather difficult to do so while she also lost her virginity, her tender pussy constantly spasming around that girthy length. “You...you seemed so mean before, we didn’t think you...you liked us…”

“I like your little group as much as I like any of the students at CHS.” Sunset smirked, and told the absolute truth in doing so. She just left out what an intensely low bar that was. With her grin growing she closed a bit of the distance between her and Fluttershy’s mouths, and in doing so ushered the heated breath of her whisper across the innocent young woman’s trembling lips. “We’re all friends now because we fuck. Me and Rarity. Me and Pinkie Pie. And now...me and you.”

It was a bold statement on Sunset Shimmer’s part, soiling Fluttershy’s first time with the knowledge that she wasn’t unique. Still, the sinister bitch was sure that her control over the shy young woman would be more than enough to keep Fluttershy excited no matter what she told her, and sure enough that much was true as Fluttershy stared back at her with blushing amazement. Her cheeks were absolutely overtaken in a darker shade just as her body twitched and trembled, quite clearly inching ever closer to her first cock-stirred climax. Sunset Shimmer slid a hand to grope at one of Fluttershy’s lovely plump tits as she kept fucking her, and leaned back in all of her smug glory as she continued along that train of thought.

“That’s right, Fluttershy,” she whispered, all while her hips kept driving back and forth and her cock continued to explore Fluttershy’s nethers. She spoke in a voice that was only barely audible over the steady noise of flesh slapping on flesh, but the confidence and the self-satisfaction were still apparent in every word. “Earlier in the hall? I just got done fucking Rarity. And yesterday when Pinkie Pie rode home with me? She sucked my cock while I was driving. We have so much fun together...and now you and me? We get to have fun like that, too.”

Fluttershy still couldn’t form words beyond her nervous squeaking, her world crumbling right before her and suddenly being rebuilt into something tawdry, lewd, and naughty. The knowledge that all of the times Rarity and Pinkie Pie were hanging out with Sunset over the past few weeks was laced with a hidden desire, it was almost too scandalous for Fluttershy’s innocent mind to process, and that rush of excitement made her tighten all the more around that amber dick stirring her. With her blush sweeping from her cheeks to her chest she unleashed a sudden moan, toes curling and eyes closing as her body began to tremble. She was intensely close to her peak now, and Sunset Shimmer sought to keep her in that moment. With her arms tightening around both of Fluttershy’s legs, Sunset lunged forward and started to buck with wider thrusts, yanking back until she could feel her cockhead nearly pop out before plunging straight down to the hilt once more. The steady sound of slapping flesh filled the air around them as Sunset claimed her latest prize, and her voice picked up in volume and authority as she pushed them both towards the finale.

“Isn’t it great, Fluttershy?!” she boasted, eyes flashing with venomous delight. “Isn’t friendship wonderful?! It’s almost as great as your awesome...tight...pussy!”

She slammed forward once more, her balls slapping against Fluttershy’s backside and her tip lunging deep into the innocent girl’s entrance. With that final thrust she pushed both herself and Fluttershy completely over the brink, with Sunset’s head snapping back as she unleashed a hungry moan and Fluttershy’s whimpering gasps immediately turning into screams of orgasmic, wordless noise. The two teenagers convulsed against each other while Sunset’s member throbbed in that once-virginal valley, pouring squirt after squirt of hot, white cream directly into her tender hole. It was hardly the first climax Sunset had that day but it was easily the most thrilling, with the captivating sight of Fluttershy’s twitching body underneath her and the sounds of her moans filling the air around them. Claiming Rarity and Pinkie Pie were rewarding enough, but this? This moment when she ushered Fluttershy into corruption as well? It was the pinnacle of Sunset Shimmer’s sinister actions at CHS - the most wicked, deceitful, selfish thing she’d done.

So far.

Despite the lies and the manipulation and the magically-driven dominance, Fluttershy’s orgasm was genuine and shook the girl down to her core. While cum poured inside of her she writhed against the bed, screaming so throaty and hard that it was clear that even without Sunset’s influence, there really was something of a dirty girl underneath the blushing and the pink hair. The sheets were a little more damp by the time they finished, and when both girls stopped trembling, Sunset simply rested there on her knees, keeping her massive member stuffed inside of Fluttershy and forcing her to endure just how girthy it was within a valley that was left sensitive and raw. Before long she dropped Fluttershy’s legs to the mattress and let her hands stretch out, one moving to fondle a big, pale yellow tit while the other walked fingers down Fluttershy’s belly so she could smooth her thumb across Fluttershy’s twitching hood.

Fluttershy shivered underneath the attention, sweaty and exhausted and practically glowing. When she finally regained her senses she managed to look up at the other girl that loomed above her - wearing nothing but sweat, a smile, and a gorgeous amulet draped around her neck - and even though she’d just lost her innocence, even though she knew that she was just one of many girls that had been in that position, Fluttershy practically melted underneath the attention.

“Oh, oh Sunset, that...that was…” She squirmed back and forth, and in doing so squeezed her walls against that twitching length still inside of her. Cum was oozing out of her pussy now, escaping from between the seam of flesh connecting them, and it was easily the stickiest, messiest, and naughtiest Fluttershy ever felt in her life - a series of sensations that she was clearly enjoying. “Thank you, Sunset Shimmer! Thank you so, so much for showing me how we can be friends, too!”

She deceived them. She manipulated them. She took advantage of them. And at the end of it all, they thanked her for it. Sunset Shimmer was rapidly becoming the top bitch queen of CHS - a title that suited her just fine.

***

What followed was a long night of exploring what friendship really meant, at least so far as Fluttershy understood it. In reality, it was little more than training for Sunset Shimmer’s newest and shiniest slut - not to mention an opportunity to explore her holes and indulge herself in the naughty pleasure of claiming yet another member of her growing harem. Fluttershy was different from Rarity and Pinkie Pie in so many wonderful ways, from the noises she made when her ass was threaded with cock to the way she blushed when Sunset dropped her big, throbbing dick in between those perfect tits. And so far...she was impressed. Fluttershy was taking to this with a natural grace, and after her initial series of desperate whimpers and squirming nervousness were out of the way, her bravery didn’t fail her.

Granted, she stumbled a little over herself when she called her parents to let them know she was staying over at a friend’s house, but in all fairness Sunset Shimmer was eating her out at the time. Anyone would be a little nervous at that.

Late into the night, Sunset Shimmer was reclining in her bed, shoulders resting on a small mountain of pillows. It was her turn to be the one on the phone while she was serviced, with her cell held up to her face as Fluttershy was laying on the bed before her, fondly licking and slurping at her sack and the heavy balls resting underneath. The dutiful pink-haired girl was working diligently to appease her new favorite toy, teasing her tongue up and down when she wasn’t giving Sunset’s sack a nuzzling series of kisses, and the entire time her eyes were entirely focused on her new lover while she laid back casually chatting, a smug look of satisfaction on her face.

“No, Rarity, I don’t think it’s too early at all to start thinking about the Fall Formal,” Sunset murmured, one hand lowering to Fluttershy’s head. She threaded her fingers into her hair to pull her slightly upward, silently encouraging her to take the head of that throbbing cock past her innocent lips. Once she could feel Fluttershy’s mouth slide to the midpoint of her cock, Sunset Shimmer gave a satisfied grunt, and chuckled into the phone. “Honestly, I’ve been thinking about the Fall Formal all year. Like...you don’t even know how much I’m looking forward to it.”

She listened while Rarity went off on another tangent about dresses and fashion and all of the boring things she tended to focus on, rolling her eyes and even looking down to where Fluttershy was still toiling. She lifted a hand and made a chattering gesture to her newest pet, and Fluttershy just offered a blushing giggle while sweeping all the way down to the hilt. With her cock nudging the back of Fluttershy’s throat, Sunset Shimmer finally chimed up over the phone, smirking as she did so.

“Rarity, Rarity, you can show me all your designs later. But in the future, maybe don’t call me at four in the morning to tell me about them? I mean, usually I’d be asleep.” She paused, and then chuckled. “Nah, not tonight, you didn’t wake me up. Hmm? Oh, I’ve been fucking Fluttershy all night.”

There was a pronounced “WHAT?!” in Rarity’s dramatic voice that came over the other end of the phone, and Fluttershy herself squeaked in surprise with that massive cock bulging her throat. Sunset Shimmer just stretched out and gave a content sigh, knowing that after this long, she didn’t need to touch Rarity in order to charm her. After the loads she’d pumped into the fashionista and the endless orgasms she gave her over the past couple of weeks, Rarity was hers no matter what she did - magic or no.

“Yeah, I helped her out with her shelter volunteering, and one thing led to another…” Sunset was devoid of any trace of humility, savoring her alpha status as CHS’s best bitch. When Fluttershy’s lips popped off her tip Sunset ushered her right down to the spot where her cock met her balls, and even amidst her fright over having their relationship exposed, Fluttershy still kissed desperately at that sensitive, tender spot. While her tongue danced Sunset continued to boast, preening under all the attention she was receiving. “She’s hot as hell, Rarity, and a real tiger in bed. We’ve been fucking all night, and right now she’s sucking my balls.”

She paused, listened intently to Rarity’s request on the other end, and then laughed.

“Sure, I’ll prove it.” Sunset didn’t ask the faintest hint of permission from the pink-haired girl as she flipped her phone’s camera on and stole a sudden picture, tapping away before speaking up again. “There we go. Get the pic?”

It went on like that for some time, and it didn’t matter to either girl how Sunset treated them. She teased Rarity with the knowledge that her kindest, sweetest friend was sucking on her balls throughout the evening and she made Fluttershy squirm endlessly under the weight of being exposed. Through it all, both girls got flustered and squirmed and whined, but their adoration of Sunset Shimmer remained absolute. By the time the evening finished, Rarity was fawning over her own pussy while staring at pictures of a cum-blasted Fluttershy, and Sunset Shimmer hung up so she could have another run at her timid new prize. And as she fucked Fluttershy into the morning hours, as she pumped another hot load into the girl’s inexperienced pussy, she writhed not only with satisfaction, but with power.

Her plan was going better than she ever imagined, and soon...soon everything would belong to her. The crown. The magic. The school. And every hot, teenage slut she could talk or enchant her way into the pants of.

End of Chapter Three.

Author's Note

My my my, how easy Fluttershy was to seduce! Good job, Sunset!

Apologies for the lack of updates lately, it's been a bear of a year on my end. Motivation can be a real rough bitch to mount sometimes, y'know?

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An Enchanting Pep Rally (Sunset/Applejack)

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Chapter Four: An Enchanting Pep Rally
-by Drace Domino

The best games were the ones that got harder over time, and so far, Sunset Shimmer had been playing on easy mode. Appealing to Rarity’s vanity, Pinkie Pie’s enthusiasm, or Fluttershy’s love for animals were all easy tasks - the trio made for an accessible and vulnerable group, fresh for exploitation until their panties were around their thighs and they were holding onto their ankles. And to that end, Sunset Shimmer had enjoyed the game, but even a woman as sinister as her knew that she’d need to properly challenge herself if everything was to proceed as planned. After all, how could she be expected to make all of CHS bow to her if she kept dodging the more difficult targets?

She wasn’t ready for Rainbow Dash. At least...not yet. That miserable blue bitch had always vexed her. She had the cocky arrogance that would’ve been well-suited for a griffon back in Equestria, and her fierce competitive streak ensured that she regarded every new interaction with at least some level of sizing her opponent up. All of that combined with two simple facts: that Rainbow Dash had a black belt in karate, and it was common knowledge that Sunset Shimmer was semi-dating three of her friends. It made for an awkward and...tense calculation, every time she considered breaching the distance between them. Rainbow Dash, at least for now, would remain out of her grasp. All the more time to plot just what she’d do with that egotistical blue ass once she got it.

That Friday evening, Sunset Shimmer had her sights set on another target. This one would likely be just as tricky as Rainbow Dash to conquer, albeit without the risk of getting kicked across the room for trying. Applejack had made no qualms about the fact that she did not like Sunset Shimmer spending so much time around her other friends. Usually when Rarity would trot across the hall to join Sunset at her locker, the cowgirl would stand at her own, actively glaring at Sunset - sometimes even with a slow point towards her own eyes and then to Sunset’s face. She’d clearly been watching the sinister manipulator of Canterlot High, waiting for her to make any mistake or step one inch out of line. And Sunset Shimmer, ever calculating and wise to how troubling such do-gooders could be, had been particularly cautious around her.

But she could abide Applejack looking over her shoulder no longer. If everything was still to go as planned, she needed that frustrating farmgirl in her pocket. Or at the very least, stuffed on top of her cock.

“Thanks so much for volunteering to stay behind and clean up, girls.” Principal Celestia was her usual trusting self that Friday, smiling as Applejack and Sunset Shimmer stood near the front doors of the gymnasium. The place was an absolute mess thanks to the recent pep rally, with streamers and confetti thrown around - not to mention a fairly large amount of puddles of pink frosting, thanks to Pinkie Pie. “I’m used to seeing Applejack volunteer, but it’s so nice to see you here, too, Sunset. It’s great that you’re getting engaged with school spirit!”

“Oh, I’m happy to help, Principal Celestia.” Sunset Shimmer offered her most insincere smile, all while Applejack stood beside her with the scowl spread across her face. In her thinly-veiled attempts at looking innocent, Sunset tucked her hands behind her back and swiveled her hips from side to side, giving the older woman a shy look as she spoke. “I just wish I could be a great athlete like our girl’s soccer team. Go Wondercolts!”

Principal Celestia smiled as she waved at the pair, taking a few steps back and sliding out the door. It left the pair of them completely alone in a huge and messy gym - at which point Sunset turned to look directly at Applejack and spoke in a casual, lighthearted tone.

“So do you think Principal Celestia gets high in her office? Because I could swear I smelled it when I walked by yeste--”

“Let’s get one thing straight, Sunset Shimmer.” Applejack was having none of it, spinning on a heel and pointing squarely at Sunset’s nose. Her cowgirl hat cast a dark shadow over her fierce eyes, and she took a defensive stance - slightly undercut by the fact that she was inadvertently dressed like a special hoedown issue of a dirty magazine. Short daisy dukes gripped her high on her rump, leaving what felt like miles of toned, strong legs exposed before they disappeared into calf-high cowboy boots. Her red flannel shirt was loosely tied just underneath her bust, and underneath it a snug-fitting white T-shirt covered the rest. Combined with the loose blonde ponytail and the subtle dusting of freckles, Applejack clearly had no idea just how scandalous she looked through a lusty lens - and that included when she was acting like a stuffy bitch. “I ain’t gonna tolerate no layin’ around. If you’re really here to work, then work. No jawin’ and yappin’, I wanna get done in time to watch the game when it starts in a few hours.”

“Applejack, of course I’m here to work.” Sunset Shimmer looked offended, holding a hand to her chest. She couldn’t help but twist the teasing knife a little further against Applejack, practically purring as she made her case. “Please don’t be mad at me, you’re the reason I volunteered to help! It’s always bothered me so, so much that we’re not friends.”

“Why would we be friends?” Applejack huffed, and folded her arms underneath her chest - a particularly full, plump set of tits that wore the same light freckling as her cheeks, all contained in cleavage that Applejack clearly didn’t know she was showing off. It was outright infuriating how hot this bitch was without even realizing it. “A few months ago you told everyone that I have sex with apples!”

There was a brief silence between the two, until Sunset asked in a quiet, almost unsure tone.

“Don’t--” she paused, bit her bottom lip, and leaned forward with a whisper. “Don’t you really fuck apples, though?”

Applejack simply spun on a heel and stamped her boots, grumbling as she made her way towards the nearest pool of icing. Sunset Shimmer was left wearing a smug smile on her face, her hands lowering to tuck into the pockets of her leather jacket. If she was going to win over Applejack with a few caresses and a few thrusts of her cock, she’d need to put in the work, first. And while the gym before her was an absolute mess, she didn’t mind all that much - after all, it was going to be fun making Applejack squirm the entire time they worked.

***

Almost two hours later, and Sunset Shimmer was...sore. Her knees were scuffed from bracing herself on the gymnasium floor, scrubbing away icing stains or picking up tiny pieces of confetti that dodged the vacuum. By that point, she’d already discarded her leather jacket thanks to the sweat she was working up, and now toiled around in her knee-length skirt and tight-fitting shirt that perfectly framed her teenage breasts. It wouldn’t have been all that bad if she wasn’t counting on wearing her jacket to keep her magical amulet safe, but since she didn’t trust leaving it unattended there had been no other option but to put it on early. And once she did, Sunset Shimmer quickly realized that she was playing this particular game on hard mode in more ways than one.

She was actively aching underneath her panties, with every motion reminding her of just how hard and plump her dick was, and how desperately it needed attention. When she dropped down to her knees to clean, she could feel it pressing against her thighs and nearly popping free of her panties, and when she straightened up to stand, she had to be cautious of it pushing at the front of her skirt in an obvious fashion. And to make matters worse, Applejack’s constant presence ensured that no matter what she tried, her magical prick was always trying to stand at full attention.

That damned cowgirl was hotter than she had any right to be. Bending down from the waist in those ludicrously tight jean shorts, sopping sweat from her brow and practically glistening, tousling that blonde ponytail back and forth like a tempting leash...and of course, just how flustered she got any time Sunset Shimmer teased her. The sinister, manipulative former pony could have likely made things easier on herself if she simply left Applejack alone so they could work on separate ends of the gym, but...where was the fun in that? Besides, the more she tormented Applejack, the more satisfying it would be when she finally cashed in and sunk her dick deep, deep into that tight apple pie.

“Applejack, Pinkie Pie said the funniest thing the other day~”

“Hey Applejack, looks like you have a rip on your flannel, I bet Rarity could fix that for you.”

“AJ, can I call you AJ? Did you know Fluttershy has a ticklish belly? I only know because I was kissing it the other day, and--”

It wasn’t at all a surprise that Applejack was losing her patience, glaring at Sunset Shimmer with more and more resentment as they worked. Sunset wasn’t being subtle about how much she liked to tease the honest farmgirl - in fact, the more Applejack fussed and fumbled, the more fun Sunset had with it. With the other girls, it was all about building a certain level of trust that she could cash in with a fond caress and a couple of sweet words. With Applejack, it was about pushing the right buttons and reminding her that even if she didn’t like Sunset Shimmer, almost all of her friends did. And if Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy were all so fond of that fiery-headed witch, then maybe it really was Applejack that was the problem.

Manipulation - whether with magic or not - was all about knowing her target. And while Applejack was trickier than most, she was hardly impenetrable. Every time Sunset Shimmer twisted the knife she could visibly see Applejack getting more and more irate, and her cock twitched underneath the snug grip of her panties. They were nearly finished cleaning by that point, but it was a temporary thing - Sunset expected to be getting dirty with the farmgirl very, very soon.

“Well, that’s everything.” Sunset Shimmer stood up and dusted her hands, all while trying to stand in a position that didn’t make her panty-clad erection obvious. There were a dozen tied garbage bags behind them right by the gym doors, and once they were taken outside the two girls would be finished. At least until the next pep rally. “Hey, maybe I should have a word with Pinkie Pie? If she didn’t bring her party cannon to the pep rallies, or at least shot it off outside, this would be a lot easier to clean.”

“Hmph.” Applejack scowled, her arms snapping once more against her chest and her plump, hearty breasts bouncing. Sunset Shimmer didn’t even bother to hide how she was staring at the farmgirl’s tits, but thankfully, Applejack didn’t seem particularly aware of it. “Yeah, you say a lot to Pinkie Pie these days. An’ Fluttershy an’ Rarity. I been meaning to talk to you about that, Sunset Shimmer. I wasn’t gonna bring it up today, but seein’ as how you’ve been talkin’...”

“Hmm? Did I upset you, AJ?” Sunset Shimmer hadn’t been given permission to call her that, but she failed to see why that mattered. “What did I say?”

“What did you say?!” Applejack looked incredulous, and she pushed up the brim of her cowboy hat so Sunset Shimmer could see the irritation in her eyes. “All those lil’ comments of yours about my friends?! How Rarity tries on dresses for ya and Pinkie Pie asks you to taste her frosting by lickin’ it off her neck?! Am I supposed to just stand there and listen to you yammerin’ on about all the dirty things you been doin’?!”

“Applejack, I’m afraid I don’t understand.” Sunset Shimmer feigned innocence further, though only to an extent. There was no denying what she’d been doing and what she’d been bragging about, but the true manipulation was to be had in why she was doing it. At least, to the reckoning of this particular cowpoke. “I just believe in being honest. Honest about my relationship with your friends and all the fun we have together. Honest about how much I appreciate all the things they do for me. Honest about how they make me feel.” Sunset Shimmer bit her bottom lip, laying it on particularly thick without any trace of shame. “I know I’m still learning about what makes a good friend, but...but isn’t honesty important?”

The look of conflicted frustration that moved over Applejack’s face was truly delicious, and Sunset Shimmer hoped that it made the hayseed suffer a fraction of what she had while watching that perky ass in her daisy dukes. It almost looked like Applejack was going to punch a hole straight through her hat for a minute, but she finally took a deep breath and flexed out her arms, opening and closing her fists in slow, methodic movements designed to help her nerves settle.

“Be that as it may,” she began, with a voice that made it abundantly clear that she was forcing herself to be calm. “It ain’t proper for you to brag about things like that, least of all not to one of their friends. It makes me right uncomfortable to listen to you braggin’ about--”

“--about how cute Fluttershy is when I’m going down on her?” Sunset pressed the issue, still with that fake innocence. “But she is, Applejack! Why, you should see how she blushes when I squeeze my middle two fingers inside of her, and she does this adorable little nibble on her lower lip, and tucks her hair behind her ear just like this!”

With that, Sunset Shimmer stretched out a hand, and though her motion was slow and subtle it carried with it the venom and the ferocity of a viper’s strike. She plucked a few strands of Applejack’s blonde hair and moved them right into the position she implied behind her ear, making sure to do so in a manner that let the back of her fingers pass across the cowgirl’s flesh. It was a brief contact, and one that she only would’ve been able to make with Applejack being so clearly frustrated and fussy, but once it landed the battle to conquer this honest farmgirl had already been won. Applejack’s eyes opened wide for a split-second before her gaze settled and her shoulders slumped, and as a certain subtle Equestrian magic wove through her, the girl’s entire body language shifted. She wasn’t quite on edge anymore, not nearly so defensive in light of Sunset Shimmer’s presence. She even kicked one leg back and pressed the toes of her boot to the gym floor, wiggling her foot from side to side as she drew her vision upon the sinister young woman.

“Well, I...I guess it ain’t all that bad, I suppose,” Applejack murmured, proving that not even she was immune to the subtle, dangerous allures of a master manipulator like Sunset Shimmer. With a careful plan, a touch of magic, and a few well-chosen words, the astute, hearty blonde had fallen right into Sunset Shimmer’s clutches - and those fingers would be tightening soon. Applejack lifted a hand and rubbed idly at the back of her head, the brim of her hat gently bouncing as she did so and a blush slowly creeping over her cheeks underneath the mild dotting of her freckles. She could be downright cute when she was off her guard, and that fact made Sunset Shimmer ache all the harder against her tightly-constricting panties. “The girls all do seem mighty happy when they spend time with you. But...ya...ya do treat ‘em right, don’t ya? I mean...I ain’t such a prude to think you gotta court ‘em to the big ball before you get into anything improper, but...but I couldn’t quite shake the worry you were treating my friends like a hungry fox in the henhouse.”

“I can say with complete honesty that your friends are absolutely important to me,” Sunset Shimmer responded, and allowed her hand to travel downward across Applejack’s cheek. From her jawline to her shoulder her fingers dropped, walking a slow but focused line over Applejack’s toned bicep and to her forearm, where there was more exposed flesh that would be vulnerable to her magical prowess. Though while she made her way there, Sunset Shimmer continued to be genuine - there really was no lie when she spoke of how important the others were. She simply didn’t clarify why. “And in the same breath, I can tell you they’re my favorite of everyone here at Canterlot High. I don’t have that many close friends, Applejack. Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy are it. And...and if I’m being honest? It kind of hurts that you don’t think I deserve to have them in my life.”

She was back to laying it on thick, and the naive farmgirl fell for it without question. All it took was that brief touch of Sunset Shimmer’s fingertips across her exposed forearm, and the perfect application of guilt for the golden-haired tomboy to immediately change her tune. She went from protective big sister of the others to a fawning, concerned presence - not for the trio that had been sucking Sunset Shimmer’s cock regularly, but for the wielder of that perfect dick herself.

“Oh, Sunset, I’m so sorry, that ain’t what I meant at all!” Real, true guilt was plastered on Applejack’s face as she held Sunset Shimmer’s shoulders, squeezing fiercely while worry knit at her brow. Once more, Sunset Shimmer just stared at Applejack’s freckled cleavage, barely even acknowledging the concerned and sincere apology dripping from Applejack’s lips. “I was so worried about my friends I didn’t even think that you might be sufferin’, too! Aww, darnit, Applejack! Granny Smith was right, you can be such a big, insensitive dummy sometimes!”

Sunset simply stood still, her eyes locked on Applejack’s breasts while the cowgirl beat herself up. The magic was in full effect by that point, and the sinister pony bitch was absolutely eating the experience up - the sound of Applejack’s constant fretting, the twitch of her own dick below her skirt, the knowledge that she could push to claim this farmgirl slut any time she wanted. Perhaps she’d wait. Perhaps she’d sit on this feeling for a while, maybe even send Applejack home so she could squirm over the weekend. Maybe - if she was really patient - she could keep Applejack on edge for a few weeks, and finally claim that hot tomboy on the night of the Fall Formal as a victorious celebration.

Or, she could take one more look at those perfect tits, and be completely unable to stop herself.

“Hey AJ, let’s go make out under the bleachers.”

She made her choice with no regrets.

***

The bleachers in the CHS gymnasium had as many rumors and myths told about them as the deepest parts of Equestria, and they were whispered with about the same level of exaggeration. Some of the stories told were almost believable - like the notion that Pinkie Pie kept a functional cupcake oven hidden somewhere in the underbelly of the bleachers, or that Vinyl Scratch sold weed underneath them on Thursday afternoons. Other stories were a little more far-fetched, like the commonly-whispered-about rumor that Ms. Harshwhinny gave Flash Sentry a no-strings-attached blowjob one night as a reward for winning Homecoming against Crystal Prep. Other stories had the slightest fraction of truth - like the one that told of a secret portal under the bleachers that led to a fantastic other dimension.

Sunset Shimmer was content to let the student body believe that one, and didn’t bother to point out that they were off by a mere few hundred feet.

That afternoon, however, Sunset Shimmer and Applejack were set to start their own myth underneath the bleachers, and likely would have done just that if the rest of the school wasn’t preoccupied with the soccer game that was going on at that very moment. It allowed them to have their fun in the freshly-cleaned gym without worry of being caught, and even underneath the bleachers Sunset Shimmer could enjoy the sound of Applejack’s moans as they echoed in the large, empty room. It was nice having the ultimate stick in the mud making those noises for her benefit - Applejack had been a pain in her flank since day one, and the knowledge that she wouldn’t be an issue anymore was almost as satisfying as the grip of the cowgirl’s pussy around her fingers.

“Ah...S-Sunset, ah...I can’t believe I’m doin’ this.” Applejack was blushing up a storm as she fidgeted, squirming back and forth as she sat flat on her rear. Her back was wedged against the wall and her legs were stretched out wide, accommodating the hand that was stuffed down the front of her daisy dukes and the apple-print panties underneath. Blonde locks of hair were haphazardly framing Applejack’s face as she looked at the sinister woman teasing her, and she gave a nervous gulp as Sunset hooked her digits and offered her a sharp, sudden tug. “P-Promise ya won’t tell anyone about this?”

“I promise I won’t tell anyone that doesn’t understand,” Sunset Shimmer practically purred in response, knowing that anything she said would’ve been good enough for Applejack in the state she was in. The enchanting magic of Sunset Shimmer was in full effect by that point, squeezed straight into the cowgirl’s pussy by two curious fingers that were testing just how tight she could grip. While Sunset fingered her newest conquest she leaned all the closer, looping one leg up and over one of Applejack’s, hitching the back of her boot against the other girl’s calf to keep her legs spread wide. Her fingers dug deeper - spreading as much as they could against her slippery grip before pressing tight together anew, hooking just inside her entrance and teasing at the sensitive flesh just below her hood. The entire time, Sunset Shimmer wore a perfectly smug smirk, and pressed a few heated kisses up and down Applejack’s throat as she continued to make the cowgirl squirm. “Just Rarity...and Pinkie Pie...and Fluttershy. We’ve got to be honest with them, don’t we?”

“Ah...s-suppose so,” Applejack stammered, and drew in a long, deep breath as she tried to control herself. For a big, stubborn tomboy she was surprisingly sensitive - responsive to every touch Sunset offered, and already wearing goosebumps up and down her arms. Sweat clung to her brow that was half born from excitement and half from the stuffy air underneath the bleachers, the secluded spot seeming like it was designed with horny teenagers in mind. Sweat. Heat. Excitement. Sweet girls losing their innocence underneath the manipulations of someone with indulgent, decadent intent. Applejack was hardly the first girl to fall victim to that sort of thing underneath the CHS bleachers, but she’d still be the first that Sunset Shimmer ever conquered there. “You’re...you’re makin’ me feel all funny, Sunset, don’t really know how much I can handle…”

“Gonna cum for me already, AJ?” Sunset Shimmer practically giggled, and let her nose nuzzle the side of Applejack’s intensely sensitive throat. Her lips pursed and she allowed a slow breath of warm air to graze across her - sweeping casually over tender, goosebumped flesh and making the cowgirl buck in excitement. The more she squirmed the more Sunset delighted in it, and dug her fingers a little deeper while the cowgirl’s nectar slid down her fingers and pooled against her palm. “Your pussy’s squeezing my fingers so damn tight...I always knew you were strong, but sheesh…”

Despite Applejack’s strength, it was clear that confidence in these sorts of situations was far from her strong suit. She was fidgeting more and more with a blush so deep that Sunset could see it even despite the shade of the bleachers, and the manipulative little bitch fed off of that rustic insecurity like few others could. Her mouth traced up and down Applejack’s throat with increasing urgency and hunger, even going so far as to let her tongue dart a weaving line up across it, from where Applejack’s shoulder met her neck all the way up to her ear. Once there, Sunset’s teeth nibbled without restraint, and she gave a satisfied little whimper against Applejack’s ear, along with a few more words of lusty desire.

“I think you might like my fingers more than Rarity, even,” she invoked the name of the stylish fashionista, much to Applejack’s shuddering delight. It wasn’t hard to tell that the cowgirl had a crush on that fancy young woman - at least not to someone that was so vested in reading these girls and exploiting them. “I wonder how it’d feel like if I had you on one hand, and Rarity...on...the...other!”

As she spoke, Sunset punctuated her words by suddenly yanking upward against Applejack’s nethers, using those hooked digits to drive upward so hard that she nearly lifted the cowgirl’s backside from the smooth tile of the gym floor. It was enough to push Applejack into a sudden peak that the girl certainly didn’t expect she’d be having when the two of them first began cleaning after the pep rally, and as one of her powerful hands slapped against the floor the other was clinging tight to the collar of Sunset’s dress, clinging to her with a downright needy grasp. Applejack’s eyes were closed and her throat was tight as she unleashed a tiny but high-pitched squeal, and Sunset could feel the farmgirl’s pussy doing its damnedest to milk her fingers with a series of rapid, ferocious, spasming squeezes.

Sunset Shimmer let her ride it out - it was better for her, after all, if Applejack looked fondly on this first climax with another person. A fond memory for the farmgirl to sit on when she was all by herself later at the farm...or ranch...or orchard, or wherever the hell she lived, Sunset wasn’t really paying attention when she talked about it. She could live at a rodeo for all Sunset cared, what really mattered was that Applejack continued to grind up against her fingers while her pussy remained warm and wet in response to that intimate contact. After a few more hungry gyrations Applejack finally let herself settle once more, her backside flopping to the tile below and her breathing hot and ragged. Even once she settled, Sunset Shimmer kept her fingers moving within the farmgirl’s pussy for a little longer - easing her down from that thrilling peak with the sort of care and comfort that really made a coerced moment of pleasure stick. Only once Applejack’s breathing started to calm and the girl’s eyes started to flutter open did Sunset finally begin to pull her hand free, carefully easing her fingers away from that tightening entrance and working her hand out from the front of Applejack’s jean shorts.

“Looks like you enjoyed yourself,” Sunset Shimmer purred, and lifted her glistening fingers to take a small, exploratory lick of her glazed digits. With Applejack’s flavor fresh on her senses, she let her eyes dash down across the other woman’s fit figure - in particular, those breasts that had been completely captivating her the entire time they worked. “You want to return the favor for me, right?”

“Well, ah...of course I do.” Applejack was still working on catching her breath, with those freckled, glorious tits heaving against the fabric of her flannel. “It’d be downright rude not to, I imagine. Just...just lean back, Sunset, and I’ll--”

Applejack’s words and motions were stopped by Sunset Shimmer, who closed her juice-slickened hand over the other girl’s wrist, halting her as she reached for Sunset’s crotch. With the power of her magic in full sway and a plan firmly in her mind, Sunset gestured to the floor in front of them - a nice, clear spot, safe within the darkness underneath the bleachers.

“Lie flat on your back,” she ordered the farmgirl, grinning. “I know exactly what I want from you.”

Applejack did exactly as she was told, saying nothing of this sudden change in tone from Sunset. It was understandable in a strange way - they sure weren’t interacting with one another in innocent fashion anymore, and Applejack needed someone a little more bold to call the shots. As she laid flat as per Sunset Shimmer’s orders, the sinister former pony smirked, her hands drifting up and underneath her skirt to tug at the waistband of her panties. She made a small show of it - wiggling her hips as she squeezed out of them, allowing her skirt to tent once they were free and she could feel the exposed air on her pulsing cock. At a certain point she simply held a hand aloft with her panties dangling from a single outstretched finger, and once Applejack had the chance to see them - not to mention some time for the reality of the moment to sink in - Sunset suddenly bunched her undergarments up and pushed them forward, stuffing them squarely against Applejack’s lips.

The rustic girl gave a small squeak that was swiftly muffled, her eyes going wide as Sunset’s panties were jammed squarely within her mouth. Her tongue was forced to draw in the taste of precum-slickened fabric, and even that fraction of a taste of magical spunk was enough to make her entire body shiver. That tight, fit body trembled as Sunset finally started to swagger forward, bringing herself to mount Applejack’s belly while the front part of her skirt hovered squarely over her breasts.

“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about fucking these tits of yours, AJ,” Sunset Shimmer cooed, her hands dropping to fondle the farmgirl straight through her shirt. She squeezed her palms against each hefty breast, bent her thumbs forward to tease at where she guessed the nipples were, and held her grasp until she could feel Applejack buck underneath her. With a soft bite to her bottom lip, Sunset let herself savor that moment of conquest - one of the most resilient and stuffy girls in all of CHS, moaning underneath her and ready to have her big, beautiful breasts claimed. Her plan was going perfectly. “So let’s not waste any more time, yeah?”

She was bold from there, hooking her fingers against Applejack’s flannel and ripping it open so vigorously that a few buttons scattered across the floor, only to be lost under the bleachers and fuel future rumors about what went on underneath them. After the flannel was cast aside there was only Applejack’s t-shirt between Sunset and her prize - a garment kept so scandalously tight that the farmgirl didn’t need a bra underneath. Soon that garment was similarly pulled down with rough and callous regard, yanked so the collar of Applejack’s shirt was stretched to a point that it hooked underneath her tits. Applejack would have a hard time explaining what happened to her clothes that night when she got back home, but Sunset Shimmer didn’t care - especially once the sight of those perfect tits fell into view.

They were everything she’d hoped for. Each one easily the size of three plump apples bunched together, they were even bigger and more tempting than they looked underneath the shirt. On that note, Sunset afforded herself one hand to pinch the edge of her skirt and slowly pull it back, revealing the sight of her smooth, amber dick that fell into view - tip glistening with precum, shaft at full attention, the presence of it demanding Applejack’s eyes lock directly on it. The farmgirl was doing just that now, with Sunset Shimmer’s panties still gagging her, clearly half-stricken by shock of what she was witnessing, and half-overtaken by the promise of what was to come. Unwilling to leave her newest conquest waiting, Sunset Shimmer let herself lean forward, her plump, meaty cock pressing squarely in between Applejack’s tits as her hands closed down against them from the sides.

“Fuck, they’re so warm...so soft…” Sunset Shimmer shuddered, her head rolling back and a tiny, aroused gasp escaping the very depths of her throat. While her fingers sunk against Applejack’s freckled tits, they squished perfectly on both sides of her impressive length, making sure that Applejack knew just how damned hard she was in between them. At first, Sunset was content to hold them in place while her hips did most of the work - bucking slowly back and forth, grinding her shaft in between that inviting embrace and letting her balls dust back and forth across Applejack’s belly. Her motions were slow and coming from a place of profound desire to appreciate the moment - to savor those precious few seconds where she claimed what little of Applejack’s dignity was left via rutting herself between the farmgirl’s flawless bust. When she spoke, it only made things all the sweeter as she could witness the look of briefly-ashamed arousal that crossed Applejack’s surprisingly timid features. “I can’t believe you try to hide these things underneath flannel all the time. Doesn’t seem very honest to me.”

Applejack could do little more than suckle on Sunset Shimmer’s panties, blushing up a storm and squeezing her thighs together as more and more excitement filled her. The girl’s breasts were sensitive like never before, with her nipples sticking straight up at full attention, tender underneath the occasional flick of Sunset Shimmer’s thumbs. She could feel the other girl pulse between her, twitching and trembling as the cocky bitch rocked back and forth, grinding her hefty length in between her plump frame. It was pretty clear from Applejack’s blush that she was a insecure about her breasts - not all that uncommon for a tomboy to be ashamed about a rack this great, but now she was finally starting to understand just how much someone could appreciate it. At a certain point, the tip of Sunset Shimmer’s amber cock touched the bottom of her chin and left a glistening streak of precum in its wake, and that was enough for Sunset to give a large grin as she slowed her pace. She released one of Applejack’s tits briefly to stretch out and pinch the fabric of her panties sticking out from the farmgirl’s pouting lips, and once she pulled them delicately free and tossed them aside, resumed her grasp on her breasts.

“Open your mouth, AJ,” Sunset Shimmer purred, and scooted forward a few inches across the other woman’s belly. “I’ve got something you’ll love the taste of even more than apples.”

If Applejack doubted those words - which she almost certainly did - she didn’t vocalize as much as she tilted her head upward and did as she was told. Her mouth opened wide and she even had the foresight to stretch her tongue outward, rolling out the red carpet, so to speak, for the tip of Sunset Shimmer’s rod. With a confident smile still on her face, Sunset positioned herself so that her cockhead was resting right there across Applejack’s tongue - her tip precariously positioned to squirt straight into her mouth like one of Pinkie Pie’s frosting bags. It took a bit of stretching on Applejack’s part, but once she was holding herself in that position Sunset could keep jerking her length with Applejack’s plump breasts - squeezing them taut to the sides and pushing them back and forth. Even though her hips remained static, the effort ensured that she was constantly feeling that delightful pressure on both sides of her shaft, pushing her ever-closer to a release that would fire straight into Applejack’s open, waiting maw.

Sunset Shimmer beamed, gazing down at the sight of Applejack so patiently waiting for a big, heaping mouthful of cum. She’d enjoyed fucking the other three girls previously conscripted, of course, but this one...this one was a particularly delicious conquest. Applejack was always so damned stuffy, always such a straight-edged bitch, always glaring at her with judgemental eyes...and now she was every bit as wanton and cum-hungry as the others. It was going to be a true delight further defiling her over the weeks and months to come, and she was sure that the well-intentioned and righteously moral farmgirl would find herself at a spot of special distinction within her growing cabal. Maybe a nice leather collar with a cowbell attached to it would be in order? Or perhaps she’d simply strap a muzzle on her and treat her like little more than naked, writhing livestock.

Either way, Sunset was relishing the grip of those gloriously plump tits as they continued up and down along her length, rubbing so fast that she was positive she’d be milked free of her load at any second. The sight of Applejack’s once-innocent eyes was almost as intoxicating as that warm and lovely grip around her shaft, and when Sunset’s length allowed a single drop of precum to fall down to the back of the farmgirl’s throat, the noise she made was utterly captivating. Sunset didn’t look back, but she could tell at that point that Applejack was absolutely writhing, grinding her thighs together within her daisy dukes, a squirming mess of arousal that would be begging to get fucked before too long. And if she wasn’t ready yet, it was a sure thing once the sinister bitch’s load finally, finally arrived.

Sunset Shimmer hissed sharply from the back of her throat, and she forced Applejack’s tits against her shaft with all her might when the moment arrived. One hungry nudge forward pushed her entire cocktip into the waiting, wet maw of the farmgirl, and Applejack offered a pathetic whimper as she received her first shot of addictive magical cum. It was every bit as potent as Sunset Shimmer expected, and even in the dark under the bleachers she could see Applejack’s eyes almost instantly glaze over, right as her chest lifted with a sudden, sighing intake of desperate breath. Jet after jet of warm, white cum filled Applejack’s mouth to the point that it pooled in the back of her throat, and to the credit of the blonde she didn’t choke on it. Her position was such that she could easily tilt her head back as Sunset continued to squirt, and the longer she held that position the more her mouth filled. Ounce after ounce of cream continued until Sunset pulled her tip back to prevent it from dabbing into the mouth full of spunk, and while Applejack held her nearly-overflowing mouth open, the amber-skinned bitch offered her another few streaks for her face and those lovely, freckled tits. She could just barely see the sight of Applejack’s tongue swirling around within the cum, and with a slowly-growing smirk she swung her thigh up and over the girl’s belly and dropped a hand down to the front of her jean shorts.

“Feel free to enjoy that snack at your own pace, AJ,” Sunset purred, and began to roughly yank the fabric down across Applejack’s thighs. “But while you do, I’m going to help myself to your pussy.”

Applejack didn’t seem to mind, and in fact, even lifted her backside off the ground to help Sunset Shimmer pull her shorts away. They slid up and over her knees and past her ankles with ease, flopping down to the floor with a thud as Sunset slid forward and prepared to claim her prize. There was a pair of apple-print panties in the way with the visible outline of Applejack’s pussy hiding below, and when Sunset hooked a finger against the fabric to pull them aside, the cowgirl practically melted in bliss. She closed her lips around the heaping mouthful of cum she was offered but still hadn’t managed to swallow - her cheeks puffed out and her eyes glazed as the magical flavor sunk impossibly deep into her senses. By the time Sunset Shimmer grasped her still-hard length by the base and nudged her glistening cocktip against the other girl’s folds, Applejack was more than ready to take her inside, even if she was almost desperately in over her head.

Sunset Shimmer said nothing, but relished the look on Applejack’s face as she squeezed her cock inside. The farmgirl was blushing up a storm while her tongue continued swimming through cum, and as the inches pressed inside a gloriously tight cunt, Sunset was freely able to experience that tight figure she’d been lusting after for so long. Soon she looped Applejack’s knees up and over her shoulders and closed her arms around the girl’s thighs, locking her into place as she prepared to give her the fucking that she so rightly deserved. Only once Sunset Shimmer was fully inside of her, packed so deep that her balls were resting against Applejack’s backside, did the blonde finally work up the nerve to swallow the cream so generously given to her waiting mouth.

It was a heavy gulp, complete with a loud, wet noise followed by Applejack’s gasping voice in the aftermath. She was left whimpering once it was finally down, staring up at Sunset Shimmer with a look of utter and complete disbelief. A gaze well-earned, all things considered - this was the last place Applejack expected to be that evening, but with the magical cum rushing down her throat and filling her belly, it felt more natural and rewarding than anyplace she could possibly imagine. Even her pussy responded in wonderful fashion while she swallowed down that load, tightening suddenly upon the cock stretching her, nearly trembling herself into a climax right then and there. Sunset Shimmer, with a perpetually smug look on her face, gave Applejack a tiny nod to gesture at the rest of the mess before she started to thrust.

“Got some cum on your tits, AJ,” she pointed out, and rapidly began to rock her hips. Applejack wasn’t able to form a response beyond a depraved moan as she started to get pounded - flesh slapping heavily against flesh and that perfect amber dick plunging deep into her warm, accommodating pussy. The hands of the honest blonde didn’t reach for Sunset Shimmer so much as her own coated breasts, where she was gleeful to find that the other girl told the truth - there was a treasure trove of squirted spunk still spread across her bust, a creamy glaze that she was free to swipe her fingers through before escorting the flavor straight to her mouth. At one point, Applejack even scooped her hands below her breasts and tried to force them up against her face, doing her damndest to bend forward and suckle at her own cum-coated nipples. Because she was such a busty bitch, she succeeded - and Sunset Shimmer really wished she would’ve had her phone’s camera handy to get a few quick shots. Ultimately, she just shrugged with a smile. After all, it’d be easy to get Applejack to suck her cum off of anything she wanted from that point forward.

Sunset Shimmer was relentless at that point, claiming Applejack’s pussy with fiere shoves that always drifted back nearly to the point of popping out, just before slamming straight back down to the hilt. While Applejack did her moaning best to clean herself of all that extra cum, Sunset was working tirelessly to give her more of it, knowing full well that while the taste of her cream was one thing...the experience of having it pounded straight into that sopping, sensitive entrance was on a whole other level. Her fingers dug tight against Applejack’s thighs as she braced herself and kept rushing forward, filling not just underneath the bleachers but the entire gym with the sound of her strikes. It was a damned good thing that most of the school was otherwise focused on the soccer game outside, since these two were conducting themselves so loudly and recklessly that there would be no obscurity to what they were doing. That fact resonated particularly strongly with Sunset Shimmer as she started to loom over Applejack, her smile self-satisfied and devious as she pumped forward one more time for a particularly intense thrust. There she held her cock deep inside while her hips wiggled back and forth, just as her teasing, playful voice was offered to a farm girl that couldn’t stop sucking cum from her fingertips.

“You don’t have to stand across the hall glaring at me anymore, AJ,” Sunset Shimmer cooed, and her eyes flashed with a dominant, hunger-driven venom. “Next time you see me and Rarity sneak into the janitor’s closet, you’re more than welcome to come along and help her suck my big, perfect cock!”

Her words were far more bold than she’d otherwise throw at one of her conquests, but it was undeniable that Applejack was already in her thrall. As soon as Sunset Shimmer resumed her thrusting Applejack gave in to a series of full-throated moans, and when she wasn’t busy feeding herself the excess cum that had been shot across her face or tits, she was filling the underside of the bleachers with the noise of her overflowing delight. Her pussy offered a warm, tight grip that was rapidly seizing in an attempt to milk Sunset of yet another load, and Sunset countered that pleasure by hitting Applejack with hard, deep strikes - alternating between pulling back once more or simply wiggling from side to side so she could grind her cock against the inside of Applejack’s walls.

It was getting hot underneath the bleachers, with sweat clinging to both girls as they continued crashing against each other, and by the time Sunset Shimmer finally hit her second peak she was practically glazed in a layer of it. With a few vigorous final pumps, she clutched Applejack’s legs against her body and drove forward with all her might, lodging her twitching cockhead wickedly deep as she started to unload. Her member throbbed against a pussy that was aching for her release, and as her cum started to pump burst after burst within Applejack, the farmgirl gave into her own juicy, wet climax. Both girls were left gasping and groaning as they indulged in each other, with Applejack’s impossibly tight grip milking her new lover for more and more, just as her own glistening squirt fell to the smooth floor of the gym below. While she peaked, Sunset helped herself to another grope of Applejack’s beautiful tits, fiercely digging her fingers against the soft and inviting flesh, teasing the nipples with her palms, and gazing down across the sweaty, blushing, fuck-worn image that she had twisted Applejack into.

She was downright beautiful like Sunset had never seen her before - instead of infuriatingly stuffy and stern, Applejack was a mewling kitten of desire, gazing up at her with wide eyes and parted lips, barely able to understand just what her body was doing. And Sunset, through all of her malevolent manipulations, couldn’t wait to twist that fond adoration to her wicked will.

“Good job, AJ,” Sunset Shimmer praised her, just as she felt her dick release one last jet into that accommodating pussy. She lowered a hand to tease her fingers just below the other girl’s chin, and smoothly pressed her thumb to the side of Applejack’s cheek. Ushering over a small dollop of cream, she pushed it squarely against the farmgirl’s lips, and before long Applejack was loyally, dotingly suckling on her thumb just to claim more of that tasty spunk. Together they basked in the aftermath, though from admittedly different perspectives. For Applejack, it was a glow of satisfaction that came from losing her virginity to someone that seemed so...unexpectedly kind and considerate. And for Sunset Shimmer, it was the proud, beaming menace of a wicked bitch that had yet another slut underneath her service. “I’m looking forward to us becoming better and better friends from here on out.”

And Applejack - with her tongue curling under Sunset’s thumb and her pussy squeezing that magnificent dick - simply nodded. The blonde belonged to Sunset Shimmer now, the same as all of her friends.

And soon, the same as Rainbow Dash.

End of Chapter Four.

Author's Note

Oh, AJ. You ain't anywhere near strong enough to resist Sunset's charms, darlin'.

Hey, follow me on Twitter if you like! And...uh...provided Twitter still exists by the time you click it. Guess we'll find out together.

An Enchanting Refreshment (Sunset/Rainbow Dash)

Sunscreen
Chapter Five: An Enchanting Refreshment
-by Drace Domino

Sunset Shimmer hadn’t missed a shot so far, and she wasn’t about to start now. Every girl that she targeted with her dark machinations had fallen loyally under her thumb, convinced that she was the best friend they ever had and capable of giving them the sort of wild pleasure their young teenage minds had never imagined. The latter part was certainly true, but the former was...debatable, to say the least. Even if she did enjoy their company from time to time - Rarity, for example, certainly came in handy when she was shopping for clothes - the four young women that had become her harem were little more than a means to an end. Her first steps in conquering not just Canterlot High, but so, so much more. She might even one day parade them straight through the portal back to Equestria and force Princess Celestia herself to bow, but before she tackled the final boss of her pursuit of vengeance, there was one major roadblock that she needed to get over.

The most dangerous of the quintet of friends that she had first targeted. The most impulsive, the boldest, and the one least likely to let her get close enough to utilize her power of subtle manipulation. The small-chested, athletic young woman that was by all accounts a superstar at CHS - a champion on the soccer field, a paragon of coolness, and easily the most confident teenager to ever live.

Rainbow Dash.

There was no true way for Sunset Shimmer to bend Dash to her will in the same manner she did the others, the former pony knew that much. Her ability to gently twist the thoughts of people she made delicate contact with had its limits, and a particularly strong-willed person would have no problem pushing aside the magical compulsion to trust her. Sunset Shimmer knew as much from her old days back in Equestria, where a simple brush of her hoof across Celestia’s leg had utterly failed - and even worse, alerted the high ruler of Equestria that she was trying to use sinister magic against her. With Rainbow Dash, Sunset couldn’t take such a risk - it was unlikely that the brat would really understand just what was going on, but she wouldn’t put it past her to throw a few angry fists. That was to say nothing of the social cost of having Rainbow Dash against her - when it came to being beloved by the student body, only Pinkie Pie could best her reputation.

No...the usual path towards domination wouldn’t be good enough. If Sunset Shimmer was going to break through the barriers of Rainbow Dash’s obstinate and stubborn mind, she’d need to first weaken them. And thankfully, she had just the thing to enable her to do so: a magical amulet capable of generating the most potent mind control potion known in all of Equestria.

“Hnn...c’mon...almost…” Sunset Shimmer was alone in the locker room that night after school, after having snuck in after she saw Rainbow Dash leave. The girl left her belongings behind and was most likely planning on doing a few laps around the soccer field - some evening exercise that served as the perfect opportunity for a sinister bitch to execute her plan. Now, Sunset was bracing herself with bent knees and her skirt lifted around her waist, furiously pumping at her smooth, amber cock in a desperate attempt to get herself off. Her free hand was holding something else Rainbow Dash left behind: a bottle of sports drink for after her workout. With sweat lining her brow and her heart beating faster, Sunset continued to jerk herself off with vigorous strokes, grunting softly as she did so. It was...tricky having to settle for masturbation after she had gotten so accustomed to having willing sluts suck her off or bend over for her cock, and in order to push herself towards climax Sunset had to let her mind focus on the end goal of the evening. Once she managed to squirt her load right into Rainbow Dash’s waiting drink, it was only a matter of time before she’d have that tight blue pussy squeezing her rod to as many explosions as she wanted that night.

She managed to get herself there eventually, and shuddered in excitement as she leveled her cocktip towards the open mouth of the drink. With a few spasming twitches her cock began to unload as pleasure washed through her, and jets of warm, white nectar fired straight down into the lemon-lime flavored drink, swirling within it once they landed. It was a heavy climax and Sunset realized as much when the drink started to reach the point where it might overflow, and she hastily had to pull her skirt down and over the tip of her still-squirting cock to avoid making a suspicious mess. With her hands free and her sensitive rod still plastering the fabric dangling in front of it, the sinister former pony scrambled for the nearby cap of Dash’s drink. After screwing it in place she gave it a hearty shake to help her cum blend within it, and once she gave it a scrutinizing glance, Sunset offered a wicked little chuckle.

Rainbow Dash might’ve posed more of a challenge than the others, but with a little ingenuity and some underhanded deceit, she’d fall in line just as quickly.

***

Quick was...an overstatement, unfortunately. Once Sunset Shimmer shot her load into Rainbow Dash’s drink, she went to hide amidst the lockers, sitting down on one of the benches and waiting for Dash to finally return. An hour passed. Then two. Then almost a third while Sunset steadily watched the battery on her phone continue to dwindle, and her heart started to sink. Was it possible that Dash had just left her stuff in the locker room? Did she get distracted and go home for the evening? Was she so stupid she forgot how to get back down there?! Sunset Shimmer would’ve believed any of those options, and it made her start to wonder if she really was just wasting her time that evening. With her phone threatening her with a blinking one percent charge and her shoulders lifting and falling in a heavy sigh, the young woman slowly lifted to her feet and gave an irate, huffing grumble.

“...fine, you bitch, I’ll get you next ti--”

“Annnnd the crowd goes wild for Rainbow ‘Daring’ Dash!” It was the voice of Dash herself coming from the hall leading to the locker room, the self-congratulatory sound of a brat that was absolutely stuck on herself. Sunset immediately fell quiet and darted back to her hiding space, pressing her back against the line of lockers and keeping her lips completely sealed. She even held her breath so she could listen as Dash continued to approach, her muscles going tight and her cock naturally started to spring to life once more below her skirt. “Here she is, ladies and gentlemen! The greatest, the best, the awesomest superstar celebrity soccer player wrestler kickboxer adventurer! Everyone loves her, and she loves everyone!”

Sunset Shimmer rolled her eyes, but her cock only twitched again. This was going to be one sweet conquest. Dash seemed pretty pleased with herself that evening after a good workout, heading straight past the lockers and into the adjoining showers. At first, the increasingly-pouty, irate Sunset was furious that she’d have to wait even longer for her conquest, but...it was better than the brat would be nice and fresh and clean for her eventual domination. Sunset would much rather she pick up sweat and filth as she rolled around on the floor getting fucked like a whore, rather than whatever foolish exercises she was doing. To that end, Sunset Shimmer remained patient and quiet for an entire twenty extra minutes while Rainbow Dash showered and sang - quite offkey - to herself. Mostly songs about how great she was.

“...oh, I cannot fucking wait to shut this bitch up,” Sunset Shimmer murmured to herself while Dash showered, pinching the bridge of her nose.

Eventually, Rainbow Dash slipped out of the shower, and as Sunset confirmed by peeking from around the corner of the lockers, she was still in the buff as she did so. She was naked save for the towel draped over her soaking wet hair, and she padded to the spot where her things were waiting, still humming songs about herself as she did so. Although Sunset Shimmer’s plan had involved much more waiting around than first anticipated, once the moment finally arrived, it all went off without a hitch. Rainbow Dash reached for her lemon lime sports drink, twisted off the cap, and helped herself to one big, chugging gulp.

Sunset kept watching from the corner, her sadistic smile growing as Dash pulled her lips from the mouth of the bottle and gave a satisfied sigh. The effects were almost instantaneous as Dash lowered the bottle and gave it a wide-eyed look, clearly realizing that something was going on, but completely unable to determine what.

“...woah,” she whispered in a state of awe, and licked her lips of the excess flavor. “This is...really, really good. Did they change the recipe?”

She gave herself another few gulps. Then a few more. Before long, Rainbow Dash was sitting down on the locker room bench as she finished the bottle of sports drink, and then whipped it down to the floor below as soon as it was drained. From the sidelines Sunset Shimmer continued to lurk - studying not just the effects of the blended cum beverage, but the sight of Dash herself. Her tight little body was truly something impressive and tempting to behold. She didn’t have the fantastic tits of Applejack or Rarity or the plump, spankable ass of Pinkie Pie, or even the silky hair of Fluttershy that was so wickedly fun to cum on, but still...her tight figure was built for fucking. Athletic, well-toned, and obviously so sturdy and strong that she could ride all night if it was demanded of her.

“W-Wow, this...this is crazy, but...mmm, just feel so hot…” Rainbow Dash was whispering to herself by that point, looking around from side to side to make sure that she was alone. Sunset Shimmer just barely managed to dip out of sight, only leaning forward again when she heard Dash’s voice continue with a predictable path of thought. “F-Fuck, I probably can’t drive home like this. Maybe I’ll just...hell, it’s just me here…”

Sure enough, by the time Sunset looked around the corner, Rainbow Dash had already begun. She had one leg up with her foot braced on the other side of the locker room bench, one hand against a single tiny tit while the other had lowered to her lap. She wasn’t one for foreplay, that much was apparent - from what Sunset could tell, she already had two fingers hooked inside that tight blue pussy, and she was pinching her surprisingly thick, puffy nipple with quite a bit of force. Her hips were rocking back and forth and her eyes were fully closed by that point, clearly pushing herself right into the stream of pleasure that the taste of magical cum compelled her towards. From singing songs of her own praises to shamefully fingering herself in a public place - that was the power of Equestrian magic, but moreover...the power of Sunset Shimmer.

Sunset was quite proud of herself just then - perhaps even more proud than Rainbow Dash was of herself for running fast or catching a ball or whatever. The battle with Rainbow Dash was over before it had even truly begun, and now Sunset finally came around the corner of the lockers, knowing that she had absolutely nothing to fear. She was dressed in her favorite outfit that evening, starting with knee-high cowgirl boots that Rarity had hand-embroidered with a flame motif, her typical pink dress with an exposed back, a metal ring collar, and a short skirt that ended just above her knees. Over it was her typical leather jacket with the spikes and studs all perfectly polished, giving her a look of badass authority that she so thoroughly lived up to. She walked across the locker room floor towards Rainbow Dash who was still so very much distracted, and Sunset didn’t bother to announce herself until the other girl was firmly underneath her shadow.

“Ahem.”

“Wha-woah-ahhhh!” The reaction from Rainbow Dash was priceless, so much so that Sunset was silently furious her phone didn’t have enough charge to record it. The masturbating blue brat gave a squawk as she looked up to see who was looming over her, and the immediate blush and panicked look on her face made it clear that Sunset was at the very bottom of the list of people she expected. It all led to her tumbling right off the bench and collapsing into a heap - her legs hooked around the top rim of it while her back was flat on the floor. Sunset leaned forward and arched a brow, naturally stealing not only a glimpse of Rainbow Dash’s ashamed face, but that lovely blue pussy that was glistening with a copious amount of nectar. Dash looked up with near-tears in her eyes, her heart racing in surprise and shame, but moreover - a desperation she couldn’t begin to process. “S-Sunset Shimmer! W...Wh...What are you...what are you doi--”

“Rainbow Dash.” Sunset Shimmer simply offered a condescending, venomous smile as she approached, and made it a point to bring one boot up, sitting it atop the bench. “Do you want...a hand?”

Everything Sunset Shimmer did was calculated, and that moment was no different. She held an outstretched hand towards Rainbow Dash with the full intention of using her magic the second the two made contact, although she already knew...that wasn’t going to be necessary. The look on Rainbow Dash’s face said it all and completely confirmed to Sunset that the scales had truly been tipped, with her eyes large and wide and staring straight towards where Sunset’s boot was perched on the bench. It was there that she was offering a glimpse up her skirt towards the naked, quivering, enchanted brat - and along with it, the sight of a magnificent amber dick that was stiffened thanks to the show Dash herself had just put on. When Rainbow Dash reached up and pressed her palm into Sunset’s own, the brief kiss of magic from one to the other was little more than an afterthought.

Rainbow Dash belonged to her, now, and the school’s coolest athlete confirmed it with a pitiful, needy whimper.

“P-Please, Sunset…” she gasped, still staring straight up at that magnificent amber dick as Sunset pulled her upward. “Please help me…”

She’d leave that evening the same as all the others, with the knowledge that she had never had a kinder, more benevolent, and more helpful friend than Sunset Shimmer.

It was time for the center of Rainbow Dash’s universe to be someone else for a change.

***

“That’s it...you look good with a dick in your mouth, Rainbow Dash.” Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but tease the blushing athlete, watching as the inches slowly pushed past those plump blue lips. She offered one small thrust forward with enough momentum to clap her balls against Dash’s chin, and chuckled in the aftermath with a smug, satisfied smile plastered across her face. “See? No reason that we can’t be good friends just like I am with all the others. I’m sure you’ve heard them talk about me by now. And weren’t you just a little bit curious if all those stories were true?”

She allowed Rainbow Dash to pull her mouth off of that twitching cock just long enough to respond, and while Dash did so with a heavy blush on her cheeks, Sunset was keen to grab her member by the base, continuing to slap it softly back and forth over her rival’s face. It made for a series of light noises as flesh struck flesh again and again, and only further intensified the mild shame and humiliation Rainbow Dash was experiencing - all blended with building trust.

“I...I guess maybe, just a little.” She was lying about the last part, as evidenced by the hand that had snuck down between her thighs. Once more Rainbow Dash was fingering herself, though this time it was much more gentle than before, simply keeping herself to a wet simmer rather than ferociously fingerfucking that sopping slit. There was no reason to rush anymore, not with a perfect amber dick in the locker room to satisfy her, and not with the promise of a load of hot, white cum to gobble down. She wasn’t sure why, but such a thought made her burn with an even greater desire than she already felt. “I...I guess it’s a pretty nice dick. I mean, I can see why Fluttershy or Rarity might be crazy about it. I just don’t know if it’s really gonna...y’know. Do the job for a girl like me.”

Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but laugh, as assured in her dominance as she was the fact that Rainbow Dash would be a stubborn brat until the very end. Not that it mattered. Rainbow Dash could puff out her chest and posture as much as she wanted, so long as she did it naked underneath her. With a fluid gesture Sunset let her fingers slip into Dash’s rainbow-colored hair once more, locking her grip against the very base of her skull to maximize the level of control she had. Holding the other girl on a short, short leash made it easy to pull Dash back to the true focus of the evening - that glistening amber cockhead that was already covered in spit and a light glaze of precum.

“Guess we’ll see.” Sunset Shimmer simply shrugged, and her grin intensified once she felt Dash’s tongue underneath her anew. It was flicking wildly back and forth and was indicative of just how hungry the girl was for more glances of flavor - from the taste of dick dancing across her lips to the dots of precum that Sunset was constantly wedging into the back of her throat. After she allowed Rainbow to take her up and down with a few wet strokes of her mouth, she pulled Dash’s face down all the way, compressing her there until she felt the girl’s nose wedged against her lap and could hear her struggle with an enormous dick near the very center of her throat. “C’mon, Rainbow Dash...show me how well you can take it. If Applejack can deepthroat my cock, I’m sure you can, too.”

Rainbow Dash had been a challenge to conquer, but in some ways she was the easiest to manipulate of all. All of the girls had their own weaknesses - Rarity’s vanity, Pinkie Pie’s recklessness, Fluttershy’s trusting nature...but Rainbow Dash? She was as competitive as they came, especially when it came to her apple-farming rival. It was the perfect thing to push Rainbow Dash even further over the edge, to encourage her to indulge in the overwhelming delight that the magic was fueling inside of her. With her eyes barely open, there was still a clear flash within them - a moment of competitive indignation that she would not be bested by Applejack, of all people!

“Hnnnmmph…” Rainbow Dash choked herself on Sunset Shimmer’s cock, and there was little other way to describe it. She buried her face all the harder against the other girl’s lap and encouraged that throbbing dicktip to probe deeper, to bulge at her throat from within and grind against every wall spasming and attempting to force her out. She was actively holding back the desire to cough and relied on her athletic nature to keep her senses in check, even as her eyes started to water and her cheeks were overtaken by a heavy, strained blush. Despite the efforts and the struggle, Rainbow Dash continued to persevere, and Sunset Shimmer absolutely delighted in encouraging that behavior.

“Mmm, that’s pretty deep.” Sunset rubbed her chin, idly, and spoke as if she was being entirely innocent in tone, playing at trying to help the other girl. “I mean, Applejack did about the same, but she was a lot more...oh, I don’t know. There was just more to it. Her tongue was moving, her hands were in play, it was…” She gave a longing, wistful sigh, even as she savored the grip of Dash’s throat around her prick. “...oh, it was just wonderful.”

The way Rainbow Dash’s eyes flared open only for a second to show their burning fury was a clear sign to Sunset that things were about to get intense. It wasn’t long after that she felt Dash’s hands both suddenly lash forward, latching against her waist underneath her skirt and locking her digits firmly into place. Sunset quirked a brow in curiosity for the moment, but she was swiftly delivered the pleasure that she had coerced Rainbow Dash into offering as the indomitable athlete suddenly, and vigorously, started to facefuck herself with the other girl’s cock.

Sunset almost gasped, but silenced herself for fear of discouraging Rainbow Dash from the sudden onslaught she was putting herself through. With a single hand braced against the nearby lockers, Sunset locked her knees and bit down on her bottom lip, watching as the space in front of her lap was occupied by a wild rainbow blur of movement and activity. Dash’s head was pounding back and forth against her, shaking so vigorously that it was difficult for Sunset’s eyes to track. Up and down, up and down, she claimed Sunset’s rod down to the hilt with every fierce strike, nudging her nose against the girl’s lap and making sure to stretch her tongue out on every impact so she could get a taste of the girl’s amber balls. It was wet. Messy. Relentless. And even though Sunset Shimmer knew it couldn’t have been easy on her latest conquest, she wasn’t about to stop her. Hell, she might have even seen fit to further prod her to see how far Dash’s competitive streak would take her, but at that point Sunset knew it wasn’t likely that she’d be able to resist that much longer, herself.

“Guh...guh...guh!” Dash’s voice only escaped in the form of those moist grunts, riding amidst the sloppy noise of suction while her mouth remained locked on Sunset’s rod. Every time she ushered that glorious amber prick down her gullet, Rainbow Dash forced down a choking noise, though when her fingers tightened against Sunset’s waist with an intense ferocity the sinister bitch knew that she hit a particularly sensitive spot. With her hand leaving Rainbow Dash’s hair and allowing the girl herself to do as she desired, Sunset did her best to play things up as casually as she could...and not let on that Rainbow Dash was giving her one of the best, wettest blowjobs of her damn life.

She fidgeted in place. Gazed at her fingernails. Even looked down at her phone, and pretended that the battery hadn’t long since dropped to zero percent. She couldn’t stop her eyes from gazing up and over the blank screen, however, to stare at Dash’s naked figure while she sucked her cock with such enormous gusto. That perky blue ass was wiggling back and forth and her puffy, dark blue nipples were shockingly stiff, and Sunset could even see a thin line of excited nectar dangling from the other girl’s folds. Rainbow Dash was loving this - at least a very primal, hungry, lusty part of her was - and it couldn’t all be because of the magical cum still rolling through her system. Still...that seed certainly helped, and she was about to get another dose of it soon enough.

By the time Sunset Shimmer started to hit her peak, Rainbow Dash had been putting herself through a sprint of fierce facefucks that were enough to leave her dizzy and shaking. When Sunset first gave a sharp groan to announce her peak, Dash suddenly popped off of her length, immediately falling into a fit of coughing as she held her throat with one hand and Sunset’s rod with the other. The poor thing seemed absolutely torn in that moment - threads of spit connecting her face to Sunset’s twitching member before dangling all the way down to the floor, her face heavy with an ashamed blush and her eyes watering desperately. Still, despite the discomfort she was clearly struggling with, she was dutiful enough to keep pumping Sunset’s rod harder and harder and harder, taking her the last few strokes she needed to finally unleash her torrent.

Sunset Shimmer - ever the compassionate lover - actively held her peak back for a few seconds. Just enough to give Rainbow Dash a little time to collect herself, just enough to give her a moment to turn her face forward once more and receive the creamy reward she deserved. Those extra seconds certainly paid off, for as soon as Dash’s head snapped back into position with her mouth open and her tongue dangling outward, she was rewarded with an immediate blast of warm, wet, white cream squarely against her mouth. Sunset hissed between her teeth as she suddenly felt the pleasure of a well-earned climax rushing through her, and she once more dropped a hand to Dash’s hair to help keep her in place for the delivery of her treat.

“F-Fuck, keep your mouth open, slut…” Sunset shuddered, just as she watched the first jet of cum splash squarely into Dash’s mouth, leaving a streak across her tongue before shooting to the back of her throat. The rainbow-maned brat was clearly fighting the urge to choke and cough some more, and so Sunset relied on the ultimate tool to keep her in check, invoking the name of that rustic cowgirl that was a fine cocksucker in her own right. “Don’t you waste any! Applejack didn’t waste any!”

A lie, of course - Applejack’s own facials were every bit as sloppy, intense, and wet - but there was no reason that Rainbow Dash needed to know that, especially if it encouraged her to hit new heights in her new role as facefucked teenage tramp. As Rainbow Dash stared ahead with spit coating her blushing cheeks and a desperate, depraved gloss to her eyes, Sunset fired another streak, and another, and another, all of them either squirting directly into Rainbow Dash’s open mouth or plastering her face. A jet of spunk crossed her from the chin to the brow while another fired in a line across her nose, just before Sunset pressed the bottom edge of her tip to Dash’s outstretched tongue where she unloaded a particularly hefty amount square into Dash’s open mouth. The entire time Rainbow Dash knelt there sweat-licked and hungry, whimpering as she felt that cream usher down her gullet and into her belly, her excitement building with every second that the flavor rested on her tongue. She was filling herself up with both spunk and Equestrian magic alike, an intoxicating blend that would drive her to the sort of submissive glee that Dash usually would’ve expected from other people in deference to her. It was going to be a strange evening for her on that account - a night where Dash spent her time being used and toyed with, a night where she’d go to bed with the knowledge that her body was a plaything for someone else.

Specifically, for her new best friend.

“Fuck...fuck, that was good.” Sunset Shimmer shuddered as she took a half-step back, releasing Dash’s hair and stumbling until she was resting her backside against the cool steel of the locker. With sweat coating her figure, she couldn’t wait to strip out of her leather jacket, peeling it off and throwing it to the side, just before she started to repeat the process with her skirt. Soon she was standing there bare in front of Rainbow Dash save only for her cowgirl boots, while Rainbow Dash wore only cum on her face and a broad, eager smile as she slurped up the mess that had been made. “Heh. Hungry little bitch, aren’t you?”

“Mmmhmm!” Rainbow Dash didn’t hesitate to reply, nodding eagerly as she shot a glance towards the other girl. She was practically saturated with Sunset’s cream by that point, with threads of it dripping down to her tits and shivering a line across her toned belly, or soaked into her hair from a few more errant streaks. Dash was reclaiming what she could by sliding her hands across her smooth skin to usher the extra seed right into her mouth, licking her fingers and suckling at her palms, constantly trying to consume more and more. When she was able to keep her mouth clear enough that she could speak, Dash looked at Sunset with shining eyes and a tone that was clearly reserved for friends - of which, Sunset now was. “It’s even better than the cider at Sweet Apple Acres! It’s...oh wow, Sunset, your cum tastes so awesome! Can I have more?! Can I...can I get fucked?! Please?! Ohmigosh ohmigosh ohmigosh, I’m soooooo horny, Sunset!”

Sunset Shimmer just smirked, her arms folding underneath her bust as she simply appreciated the moment for what it was. Rainbow Dash - infuriatingly bold and bull-headed, the most stubborn and confident bitch she’d met outside of Equestria - now naked on her knees, desperate for another taste of cum and actively begging to get fucked. Oh, she’d have a lot of fun with this particular pet, that much was to be sure. Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack...they were all fine lovers in their own right and they all filled a particular role in Sunset Shimmer’s evil plan, but she’d be taking a much more intense satisfaction in dominating Rainbow Dash. The rainbow-haired brat had caught her eye from the very first second she stepped through the portal from Equestria and into the human world. It wasn’t that she had a crush on Rainbow Dash so much as she wanted to actively crush her.

But making her into a mind-addled, cum-addicted sexpet through the use of consent-denying Equestrian magic was a fine alternative.

“Bend over, slut,” Sunset Shimmer finally spoke, lifting a hand and twisting a finger through the air to suggest Dash turned around. “I want you to stick your ass up in the air and stretch your pussy out for me. You don’t get fucked until I see pink.”

“You got it, Sunset Shimmer! Ohhhhh man, this is gonna be so awesome!” Rainbow Dash was an enthusiastic submissive, that much was certain. With a giggle billowing from her throat she practically scrambled to oblige, turning around and bracing herself on her hands and knees on the bench, lifting her backside and giving it a playful wiggle. Before long she slid one hand underneath herself and braced her fingers against the outer edges of her nethers, pulling down against them to stretch herself as much as she was able. Once she was in position she looked over her shoulder with a hopeful glance, whimpering in a growing desperation. “How’s that, Sunset? Is that good enough?”

Sunset Shimmer, ever happy to force a bitch like Rainbow Dash into shaming herself even more, simply shrugged. She paced behind Rainbow Dash while she looked at the girl’s offered ass and the entire lewd display before her - from thighs that were visibly wet from Dash’s nectar to the fact that she was still dripping cum off of her big, puffy nipples down to the floor below. She spent a special moment or two studying Dash’s pussy as she had it spread, her lips pursing as she contemplated the presentation for a long, lingering few moments. Finally, she gave a huffing noise, and lifted her hand to give Dash another order.

“No, I’ve changed my mind,” she announced, dismissively. “Get on the floor and lean back on your ass, then stretch yourself out. I want to see how wet I’ve made you, Rainbow Dash.”

“You got it, Sunset Shimmer!” It was the same unbridled enthusiasm, the same absolute willingness to do anything it took if it meant getting stuffed with that perfect amber cock. The domination of Rainbow Dash wasn’t just complete, it was a smashing success, and now that Sunset had her doing tricks like a trained dog, the former pony could barely hide her joy. Thankfully, she didn’t have to, as Rainbow Dash’s eyes were utterly transfixed upon that thick amber cock as it swung back and forth, drooling a line of excess cum from a sensitive, raw tip. Before long, Dash had finally managed to oblige by dropping onto her backside and stretching her thighs out wide, showing off her impressive, athletic flexibility as she did so. With her shoulders against the nearest locker, Dash slid her hands down to her pussy and pressed her fingers against the edges, this time pulling to stretch herself out more vigorously than before. This time, when Sunset gazed down she could see visible pink past the dark blue folds of Dash’s nethers - the perfect, warm, snug hiding spot for her flawless prick.

“That’s...better,” Sunset finally observed, and slowly dropped down onto her knees in front of Rainbow Dash. “But just remember, Rainbow Dash - I’ll expect more from you next time. I have a lot of girls that want to fuck me at any given hour of the day, and you’re going to need to keep impressing me if you want a spot on my dick.”

The framing of her expectations landed perfectly on Dash’s sporty, competitive mind, and that much was clear as her eyes widened and she swiftly nodded. Her reaction was similar to that of being accepted onto some grand pro sports team, complete with a few soft whispers of “ohmigosh” underneath her breath as Sunset loomed above her. That perfect amber dick flopped forward and sat with Dash’s blue folds crowned along the edges of her, and while Sunset’s member drooled a tiny puddle of cum atop Dash’s belly, the manipulative bitch idly rubbed her chin as she studied what was presented to her.

“This is smooth as silk, Dash,” Sunset murmured, and lowered a hand to press her thumb against Dash’s pubic area. She stroked downward in a fluid motion, and lifted her brow to press the issue while Dash quivered underneath her. “You shave? I had no idea you were fucking people on the regular.”

“It’s...it’s for sports,” Dash murmured, her blush absolutely intensifying as she was called out on her personal grooming. “I wear a lot of short, tight shorts, and...and uh...well…”

“Start letting it grow.” Sunset gave her a simple command - another suggestion if Dash wanted to make the team, so to speak. “I want to see if your bush has the same ridiculous color as the rest of your hair.”

Her words were demanding, even mean-spirited, but with her cock braced upon Dash’s folds and the taste of cum still thick on the girl’s tongue, it didn’t matter. Sunset was confident that she could tell Rainbow Dash anything she wanted in that moment, and the loyal young woman would receive it all as the advice of a trusted and beloved friend. This was the sweetest moment for Sunset Shimmer - the brief few seconds before her conquest was complete, the moments in which she could test the waters and see just how obedient her newest pet would be. At the demand that Dash let her nether hair grow, the young athlete bobbed her head up and down immediately, without a single fraction of hesitation before she was ready to fulfill any request Sunset Shimmer had. So long, of course, that she got fucked.

“Y-Yes, Sunset, I promise!” She nodded, and shivered back and forth. Her hands were still stretching out her folds in a lewd display and her thighs were still swung out to the sides as much as she could muster, already trembling from the strain. It was a good thing she was in such magnificent shape and stretched regularly, otherwise there’d be no way she could hold such a position for so long while she was teased by the other girl. “Now…p-please...please, Sunset, I really...I feel like I’m going crazy, I...ahhh…!”

Sunset Shimmer couldn’t have one of her pets going crazy, of course. A crazy pet couldn’t be the docile, loyal, cum-addicted toy that she needed. To that end, Sunset Shimmer didn’t hesitate to pull her hips back, dragging the underside of her prick across Dash’s folds in a fluid, smooth gesture, just before allowing it to dip into place at her entrance. She pressed forward and allowed her amber cockhead to nuzzle the pink entrance that was stretched wide and inviting for her, and only once she was a half-inch pressed within did she give Dash a nod to release her hands. The athlete immediately let her palms scoop underneath her own thighs to help keep them properly held apart, and when she released the grip at the edges of her folds they crashed down against the sides of Sunset’s cock, practically enveloping her cockhead. With a predatory smile growing on Sunset’s face and her eyes scanning from the other girl’s lap all the way across a cum-covered, tiny set of tits to reach Dash’s face, she took a long, deep breath of appreciation and satisfaction. The perfect moment, and the final piece of her collection of Canterlot High friends.

“Remember,” Sunset purred, a split-second before jamming herself forward. “You’re in direct competition with the other girls. Especially Applejack.”

***

Even when made to submit by manipulation and magic, Rainbow Dash was still a harder ride than most. She could easily be called a power bottom once she got into the swing of things, which was almost immediately thanks to how excited she was by that point. Sunset Shimmer had only wedged her cock inside the other girl about halfway before Dash’s legs suddenly stretched out before locking around her, ankles hooking behind the small of Sunset’s back before suddenly pulling her forward the rest of the way. Even the sinister bitch from Equestria was surprised by the sudden surge of momentum, gasping as the rest of her impressive length was snugly gripped inside of a wet, warm cunt and instinctively bucking her hips forward against that increase in pressure. Sunset caught herself with one hand flat against the lockers and the other moving down to grip Rainbow Dash’s shoulder, and the two exchanged heated glances during which Dash freely exposed just how desperate and needy she was. Her eyes were weak and wanting - practically on the verge of tears because she wanted fucked so, so badly. Sunset Shimmer merely smirked, and with her other hand sliding down to fiercely take a fistful of Dash’s hair, started to deliver exactly what Dash wanted.

The eagerness of the blue brat was such that Sunset Shimmer felt no hesitation in opting to fuck this particular pet hard - not that she would’ve considered holding back regardless. Her hips pulled back to the point that merely an inch of perfect amber cock was still snugly fit inside of Dash before she jammed forward once more all the way to the hilt, clapping her flesh against Dash’s own and making the athlete give a loud, hungry moan that echoed within the otherwise-empty halls of the girls’ locker room. As she was fucked down to the core Dash unleashed a pathetic yet joyful whimper after her scream, and her hands moved to hook against Sunset’s shoulders close to her neck.

“Please please please please please fuck meeeeee…” she begged, keeping her legs properly hooked and grinding right back against Sunset. It didn’t take long for the girl on top to realize that Dash was matching her efforts, violently bucking her hips up to crash against every thrust and ensure it was as deep as she could go. It was a far cry from Rarity or Fluttershy who were so content to be engaged but passive - Fluttershy for lack of confidence and Rarity simply because she trusted Sunset’s aroused judgment. That look of manic desperation continued to rest on Dash’s face as she wiggled her hips from side to side and made an effort to squeeze her walls around that enormous cock, doing everything she could to earn her spot in Sunset’s good graces. “Fuck me hard, use me, pound my tight little pussy, Sunset…”

“Bratty little slut, aren’t you?” Sunset could only smirk, happier than ever at how well this particular conquest had gone. Her hand shifted from Dash’s shoulder to her throat, and as those amber fingers closed around Dash’s tense blue flesh, she offered a sharp, corrective squeeze. Oh yes...this worked for her. “Brace yourself, bitch.”

Sunset used Dash’s throat half for support and half to correct her, squeezing it a few times as she started to really pound the other girl. When Dash got too loud - or simply wasn’t loud enough - Sunset seized her fingers upon the other girl’s muscles until Dash offered a pathetic squeak. The entire time, her thrusts continued with the same vigorous velocity as before, slapping hard against the other girl’s body and jamming her deep with cock. The wet, lewd noises that filled the air only inspired Sunset to go harder and faster, with the wet sloshing sound of a stiff dick stirring a soaked, tight cunt playing like a melody for them both. With Dash’s ankles firmly digging in against her back, Sunset always slammed forward with more force and intensity than when she pulled back, and before long she timed her grips on Dash’s throat to happen every time she hilted her.

Choked and fucked right there on the locker room floor, Rainbow Dash was nonetheless caught in an uncontrollable wave of delight. Her eyes crossed before rolling back in her head, and it wasn’t long before her lips parted and her tongue dangled free, actively drooling on herself from how much she enjoyed it. Those tiny blue tits didn’t have enough meat to them to offer much of a bounce, but that was fine - the way her rainbow hair was swaying and the look of abject, orgasmic bliss was more than enough to keep Sunset entertained while she fucked her newest pet. The fact that Rainbow Dash seemed to constantly be spinning in between sharp and tiny climaxes only helped matters, since every time one of those waves struck her, she seized upon Sunset’s cock all the harder.

“Hnnnng! You...obnoxious...pain...in the ass!” Sunset drove herself forward mightily every time she said a word, her amulet bouncing against her chest and her hair starting to go frizzled and untamed. With one hand still at Dash’s throat, the other dropped to the girl’s puffy dark nipples, where she pinched each one and twisted them until she felt Dash’s nethers tighten across her rod again. “Fuck, yes! You’re such a good ride, hope you’re ready for my cum!”

Sunset wasn’t prepared to rank her harem of sluts - just yet - but if she did, Rainbow Dash likely would’ve been pleased to find out that she was near the top. For now, at least. The grip of that soaking wet cunt around Sunset’s rod and the sheer eager enthusiasm Dash had for being on the bottom filled the visiting pony with a dominant glee that fed the very worst parts of her - her arrogant desire to dominate others, her righteous indignation as the real “cool girl” of CHS, and her latent mean streak. Sunset let everything go as she slammed into Dash again and again, and all the other girl could do was sit there on the locker room floor, her pussy drooling nectar as she was fucked down to the hilt each and every time. And when Sunset Shimmer finally hit her peak, she made sure to do it in such a way that Dash experienced a whole new level of defeat.

“Take it, bitch! Take every drop!” Sunset Shimmer roared suddenly, just as her hands dropped to Dash’s hips and she dug the arches of her cowgirl boots against the carpet. She suddenly surged forward and lifted Dash’s back half as she did so, leaning her entire body upward to force Dash into a breeding position. The fact that her magical amulet ensured she didn’t have to worry about any little Rainbow Dashes didn’t change the thrill of claiming a slut in said position, with her member probing particularly deep as Dash’s legs stayed latched onto her. While her cock twitched and unleashed squirt after squirt of hot, wet cum Dash’s eyes went crossed once more, and she desperately snuck her hands into Sunset’s hair to pull it, hoping she could manage to keep herself sane.

The strain of her hair suddenly serving as Dash’s lifeline was something Sunset didn’t expect, but it only made her cum all the harder. That perfect amber dick spasmed within Dash’s inviting entrance as she offered a constant assault of jets of spunk, filling Dash with even more warmth than she had already offered. Spurting noises filled the air as Dash’s pussy failed to keep it all in, and the blue teen herself was left with an almost ashamed look as she felt it plaster her thighs and drip down the back half of her rear. It was a moist affair beyond all measure, and Sunset Shimmer held herself hilted inside the other girl for a few long seconds before finally allowing herself to relent.

“F...Fuck...fuck, that was good.” Sunset practically oozed back down onto her knees, holding Dash’s hips as she did so. In a few seconds, CHS’s best athlete was still wrapped around her prick, but those toned legs were laying flat on the floor around Sunset’s knees. Both girls were breathing desperately, from Dash’s rapidly rising and falling chest to Sunset’s heaving breasts while they collected their strength. Even now, Sunset could feel her cock squirt another short burst of nectar from a still-sensitive tip, and Dash was left drooling it out onto the carpet as she struggled to stay locked around her. “Heh...good work.”

“As…” Rainbow Dash’s question was predictable, perhaps, but understandably so. “As good as Applejack?”

Sunset's slow, sinister smile spread once more, and she gently rubbed her chin in quiet contemplation of the question. She wasn’t sure if she’d give Rainbow Dash the validation she so desperately sought just yet - not when she could make her work for it all night long. Still...she didn’t necessarily want to see the other girl suffer in the waiting to find out, and so Sunset offered her a small concession by means of a shrug and a promise of a chance to prove herself.

“Hard to tell just yet,” she replied simply, and perhaps even honestly. “You’re going to come home with me tonight and we’ll figure out just how you stack up.”

Rainbow Dash’s joy upon hearing that she’d be Sunset’s bedmate for the evening said it all. She had been manipulated and coerced into that position wrapped around Sunset’s dick, but the bliss it brought her was clear to see. Shining eyes, blushing cheeks, and even a happy squeeing noise that escaped from the back of her throat showed just how delighted Rainbow Dash was at that turn of events. As Sunset pressed a palm to Dash’s belly and started to pull out, she gestured to their nearby clothes, and licked her lips as her dick left Dash’s nethers with a satisfying, wet pop.

“C’mon, get dressed, we’ve got a lot of work to do,” she demanded. “Oh, and we’re gonna stop so you can buy me a coffee along the way.”

“You’ve got it, Sunset Shimmer!”

The eager words of a willing pet, so utterly addicted to magical cum that she would’ve given Sunset Shimmer anything she wanted. Rainbow Dash wasn’t all that different from the others in that regard, but her natural tendency to go all-in with everything she did made sure that the art of submitting to her new, manipulative mistress came naturally to her.

And Sunset Shimmer was overjoyed, now that her collection was complete. At least until more toys managed to catch her eye.

End of Chapter 5.

Author's Note

Sunset Shimmer's finally collected the most present threats to her wicked plan. But where will she turn her gaze next?

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