Chapter 2: A Day at the Spa

“I'm really, really, really sorry about this,” Twilight said for what felt like the hundredth time as she frantically darted around the library, picking up scraps of paper and putting them in her saddlebags.

“It's okay, dear,” Velvet assured her daughter once again. She grabbed her gently by the shoulders and straightened the crown atop her head. “You've earned this title and the responsibilities that go along with it. I'm proud of you and wouldn't dream of keeping you from what you were born to do.”

Twilight visibly relaxed and gave her mother a hug. “I love you, mom.”

“I know,” she chuckled. “I love you, too. Now go on. You don't want to be late for your morning meeting with the mayor.”

The Princess nodded and opened the door, but turned back one more time. “Oh, I almost forgot. I asked one of my friends to give you a tour of Ponyville. She 'll be here later.”

“That sounds lovely,” Velvet replied, waving her daughter goodbye. “You have a nice day now and don't worry about me.”

Velvet sighed nonetheless, when she was alone and looked at the clock. 8 a.m. “Well, at least I'll be able to get some writing done.” She giggled as she levitated the parchment towards her and sat down on the couch. Chapter 1 was complete. She had been on fire last night, after returning to her room and wrote it in one go. Her heroine, after losing her memories and being stranded in a rural town, had met a handsome stallion who had given her a place to stay at his farm for the time being. Velvet slapped her cheeks to get pumped up. “Chapter 2!”

Two hours later she was still sitting in the same spot, silently staring at the unoffending piece of blank parchment. Once again that nervous twitch was creeping up in her left eye. “Gah!” Her face hit the coffee table in front of her. “What is wrong with me?”

Velvet heard the bell at the door chime and a strangely melodic voice call out. “Juhuu! Anypony home?”

Probably Twilight's friend, she surmised, so she got up and went to the door. There was a white unicorn with a purple mane standing in the doorway. “Well, hello darling! Are you ready for our tour de grande of our lovely town?”

Velvet smiled. “Why, yes. Twilight told me you'd be coming over this morning. Miss Rarity, was it?”

“Just Rarity is fine,” she said, taking the older mare's hands in hers. “Well, I'll give you a minute to get changed and then we can get started.”

Velvet looked down at herself. She was wearing a plain, grey skirt that reached down to her knees and a white blouse. “Why? Is there something wrong with the way I look?”

“Well, no, not exactly. If we were taking a tour of the Ponyville retirement centre, that is.” Out of the mouth of any other pony it would have come off as condescending, but Rarity clearly knew what she was talking about, when it came to fashion. She herself was sporting a low-cut purple top that matched her mane perfectly, a black mini-skirt and the high heels that went perfectly along with it.

The fashionista gasped as inspiration struck her and she pulled Velvet along with some force. “Change of plans, darling. Our tour will first be headed to Carousel Boutique. I have just the thing for you!”

* * *

Two hours and several outfits later Rarity and Velvet were walking down the streets of Ponyville, headed for the formers favourite café for some lunch. The latter was now wearing a sparkling white one-piece summer dress and matching pumps. The light blue belt and stripe in the summer hat, she was wearing, neatly brought out the colour of her eyes.

The only real qualm Velvet had was that it seemed impossibly short and the fabric was so light, it had a tendency to puff up with little coaxing. She couldn't help but feel that a passing breeze would pick up the hem and reveal her choice of underwear for the day to all of Ponyville. The fact that stallions all around craned their necks to get another glimpse at the gorgeous duo didn't exactly help alleviate that particular fear.

Rarity giggled as a passing pegasus, who had taken a double take at them, buried himself headlong in the straw roof of a nearby house.

“I really don't think I'm cut out to wear something like this,” Velvet said, blushing.

“Don't be ridiculous, darling,” Rarity objected, sitting down at her usual table on the outside veranda of the café. “I admit, not everypony can pull this look off. But with your natural poise and elegance it would be a shame not to wear an ensemble like this.”

“At least let me pay for it.”

But the white unicorn cut off that train of thought with a wave of her hand. “I could never charge for the chance to work on perfection. It is my gift to you.”

“Well then, thanks again,” Velvet said, after the waiter had brought their drinks and taken their orders. “You truly are the Element of Generosity.”

Velvet found Rarity a delight to chat with. Though they expressed themselves in different mediums, they were both creative minds. Lunch passed with lots of giggling and small-talk about inconsequential things.

“Rarity,” Velvet began while poking her dessert. “There's something I wanted to ask and I think you might be the mare to talk to about it.”

“Of course, darling. What's on your mind?”

“Are there any stallions Twilight has her eye on?”

There was an awkward silence. “Well,” Rarity began delicately. “I probably don't have to tell you that up until a few years ago Twilight had problems even making friends. Stallions are quite another matter. So unless she's hiding it very well from the rest of us, I'm gonna have to say no.”

Velvet sighed. “I thought so.” While she was disappointed, she also felt some relief wash over her. Had Rarity told her that Twilight had a crush on Big Mac, she would have probably fainted on the spot from the embarrassment.

“Oh, don't look so glum,” the fashionista tried to cheer her up. “Frankly you're much too young yourself to worry about such things.”

“That's very nice of you to say, but frankly I can see my years creeping up on me every time I look into a mirror these days.”

“Pasha! You're beautiful! Just look at your stylish mane and there is not even a hint of crow's feet around your eyes. Why, even your breasts and buttocks are still so firm. I should know.”

Velvet sunk deeper into her chair with a blush, hoping desperately nopony had overheard that. She knew that Rarity had been talking about a few hours ago, when she had taken her measurements for the new dress. But a casual listener could come to a very different conclusion about that statement easily.

The fashionista fixed her with an uncomfortable gaze for a minute, evidently deep in thought about something. Suddenly her eyes brightened and her face broke into a huge smile. “IIDEEAA!” Grabbing Velvet once more and tossing some bits on the table to pay for lunch, Rarity pulled the startled mare back towards town. “I know where we are spending the afternoon!”

A few minutes later the two mares were standing in front of the Ponyville Spa. “An afternoon of pampering and relaxation is exactly what is needed to boost your self-confidence, darling! When we're finished here, people will think we're sisters,” Rarity announced grandly.

“Oh, I don't know,” Velvet protested meekly. “We don't even have an appointment.”

“Don't worry about it,” Rarity said, pushing her towards the door. “I have a standing appointment here and I'm a premium member. The usual!” she sang, when they had arrived in front of the receptionist's desk.

* * *

“What a lovely way to spend an afternoon,” Velvet sighed as they were both relaxing in the steam room several hours later. The massage had been divine and the mud bath had been exactly the right temperature. She couldn't remember the last time her skin had felt this smooth and her coat so well groomed.

“Isn't it, though?”

She nodded. “You were absolutely right. I really needed this to unwin...” Velvet broke off as she saw Rarity's gaze was fixated on her chest. Being the only two mares here, they had taken off their towels for the steam bath without paying it much heed, but now her companion's penetrating gaze made her a little uncomfortable. “Rarity?” she asked. “Eeep!”

Without warning the fashionista had cupped Velvet's voluptuous breasts in her hands. “I'm terribly sorry, darling. I should have asked first, but I just couldn't help myself.” She moved them around in her palms for a bit. “They're so big and yet so firm. It's amazing. What I wouldn't give for a bust like that,” she said dreamily.

“D-don't be silly,” Velvet replied, trying to ignore the sensation of another mare rubbing her boobs. “Your breasts are perfectly lovely.”

“Oh, that's nice of you to say, darling.” Thankfully she finally removed her hands. “But they don't even come close to yours. See?” To Velvet's horror the unicorn was now pressing her own breasts together and against hers. “I'm just a C-Cup. You're easily a D, maybe even an … Oh my.”

Rarity looked down and then back up at a blushing Velvet's face. “Sensitive, aren't we?”

Velvet chuckled nervously. She had felt her nipples become erect almost as soon as Rarity's chest had begun pressing in on her. “It's been a while since somepony has touched my breasts like that.”

“Really, how long?”

Velvet shrugged. “A few years?” It wasn't a total lie. She couldn't exactly tell her about her tumble in the hay with Big Macintosh the other day and other than that the statement was essentially true.

Rarity gasped in horror. “You're not serious! Perfection like this wasted! This is THE … WORST … POSSIBLE … THING! Aloe! We need you in here!”

The pink pony with the blue mane immediately stuck her head through the door. “Yes, Miss Rarity? Do you need another infusion?”

“There is no time for that,” she announced dramatically. “We are in the middle of a crisis here. Get your sister! House Special for two!”

Aloe gave her a sly smile. “Coming right up. Please take a seat outside.”

“What's going on?” Velvet asked in confusion as Rarity pulled her outside. “Shouldn't we take our towels? Aren't we supposed to cool off after the steam room?”

Rarity chuckled. “None of that will be necessary for what is about to come, darling. Now just sit down and relax,” she said, pushing the mare into a deck chair by the pool.

A few minutes later Aloe and Lotus Blossom returned to attend the two naked mares. They were both wearing bathrobes. “House Special for two?” Lotus asked for confirmation.

“That's right, darling,” Rarity chirped.

The two spa ponies nodded towards each other and split up. Lotus moved behind Velvet and Aloe did the same with Rarity. Suddenly the world went dark around her as Velvet could feel a silk face mask put over her eyes. “What's this for?” she asked in slight apprehension.

“It's all part of the package,” Lotus assured her in a soothing voice. “Just relax and let me work my magic.” Velvet could hear a faint rustling and the sound of heavy fabric falling to the ground. Had her attendant just taken off her bathrobe?

Velvet could feel her legs being pushed apart gently. She blushed, being keenly aware that her exposed marehood would be clearly visible. She shuddered as a draft of air caressed her down there. Then she jumped as hot lips kissed her secret spot.

“Eeek!” she squealed, pushing off the blindfold in shock to see what was happening. To her surprise a naked Lotus Blossom looked up at her from between her thighs. “Please keep the mask on,” she said in her strange yet exotic accent. “It'll enhance the experience.”

Velvet looked over to her right, where an equally unclad Aloe was eating out a softly moaning Rarity. Was this the House Special? She pulled the mask over her eyes again and Lotus got back to work. Her tongue expertly moved around her labia.

She could feel herself more and more relaxing, before letting out another startled yelp, when the spa worker began suckling on her clitoris. Not being able to see what was going on sent her mind racing. Each different move from Lotus' mouth sent a shiver down her spine, sending her on a roller coaster between pleasure and surprise.

Velvet began to moan as Lotus slowly screwed her tongue further in, hitting all the tender spots as only another mare could. She heard Rarity giggle beside her. “Didn't I ...mpfh... tell you, darling? This is exactly what the doctor …ahn... ordered.”

This went on for another few minutes, the hot tongue servicing every nook and fold of her insides until Lotus suddenly broke off the contact. Was it over already? Velvet was a little disappointed, but then she heard a click and a faint buzzing sound start up. Her back arched as a foreign object touched her wet marehood and she cried out in passion. Rarity was even more vocal beside her.

Velvet stifled a chuckle, when a thought occurred to her. “Something funny, darling?” Rarity asked, her voice muffled by a moan.

“Using the massager for this kind of thing as well? I could just imagine what my daughter would say to that.”

There was a pause as Rarity mulled that over in her mind, but then she too began to chuckle. “Very efficient!” the two mares laughed in unison.

They both returned to moans as the treatment continued, however. While pressing the device against Velvet's more and more moist marehood, Lotus began to use her free hand and mouth to go over her breasts. Big Mac had certainly been gentle, but to feel her nipple rolled around by the soft lips of the spa worker was an altogether different experience.

Velvet's spread legs began to tremble. “The buzzer is nice,” she said breathlessly. “But I need something inside me. Please.”

“Me too, Aloe,” Rarity said in a shaky voice.

Wordlessly Lotus removed the massager and pushed two fingers into her with a wet squelch. Both Rarity and Velvet cried out in delight. Picking up on the response, Lotus began moving her fingers in and out rhythmically, going faster and faster with Velvet's positive reinforcement.

“Harder! Oh Celestia, yes!” Lotus also redoubled her efforts in kneading her breast, leading the mare rapidly towards climax as squelching wet sounds hung in the air. She leaned in closer for a deep kiss that muffled Velvet's passionate moans as their tongues wrestled with each other madly.

Velvet reached out her right hand and found Rarity's who returned the squeeze. She could tell they were both close now. As Lotus broke off the kiss, she rammed her fingers into Velvet one last time as far as they'd go and she arched her back, an electric shock travelling down her spine.

“Comiiiiiiing!” she cried out as Rarity did the same beside her.

Basking in the afterglow and catching her breath, Velvet was only dimly aware that Lotus had removed her weight from her. This moment was pure bliss and Velvet didn't want it to end yet, the blindfold still keeping outside sensations away and allowing her to savour it to its fullest.

After a few minutes she finally removed the face mask and looked over at Rarity, who was watching her with a smile. “Now tell me, darling. Wasn't that simply divine?”

“Divine,” Velvet confirmed. “I should do this every week. Tell me, do they sell memberships to ponies who are not from Ponyville?”

Author's Note

So Rarity was supposed to have a minor role here. But when I started writing this chapter, she kinda stole the show a little bit. I really do feel that out of the Mane 6 she would have the most in common with my interpretation of Velvet.