Ultimate Lesbian Wrestling Championship

The illusionary dome slowly dissolved, revealing a circular stadium layered with hay and dust. At the opposite ends stood a mare. On one end was a familiar white unicorn, styled purple mane and tail, wearing a frilly black silk dress in gothic lolita style completed with pink ribbons and white socks striped with pink. At the other end stood a cream coated mare with a rosy mane. The red and pink colors blended together in the curls the mare had carefully styled, resembling a rose petal falling. Her dress was a simple cotton red summer dress with pink socks, to go with the rose tenderly placed in her mane.

The two mares walked forward, slowly swaying their hips until they were ten paces away from each other. They lowered their heads and narrowed their eyes, utilizing their half-lidded gazes to create the perfect set of bedroom eyes that communicated one thought.

I’m going to fuck you

“Oh my. Did Princess Celestia forget  that it’s night or did it just get hot in here? Or maybe it’s you, Discord. I must say Miss Rarity looks quite alluring in her choice of attire. Is that caterpillar silk I see? Very unique. Miss Roseluck is more basic, but sometimes less is more. Any final thoughts on the fighters before the match begins?”

“Just one thing I must say my dear friend.” The draconequus grabbed the microphone. LET’S GET IT ON!

Hoiety grabbedsthe mic politely. “Oh my, Discord. I don’t think you get it. Don’t you mean LADIES!!! GET IT ON!”

ding ding! The starting bell rung.

Roseluck was the first to react. She charged Rarity, tackling the prissy mare on her back. Rarity fell onto the earth, roughly, with the full weight of the smaller mare on her. Rarity struggled as Roseluck pinned her arms down.

“Get off me you-” Rarity’s insult was cut short as Roseluck pressed her lips to Rarity’s. At first Rarity resisted the kiss, but Roseluck’s tongue soon slipped into her mouth. Rarity, after reading so many romance novels during her bed’s late absence of partners since the Gala fiasco, couldn’t help but moan as she returned the favor. Their tongues danced in a twist of salivating lust as Roseluck slid a hoof down Rarity’s front.

Rarity shivered as the hoof ran down her chest, down her belly, and to the hem of her dress. Rarity twisted, but could not push off the offending mare. Roseluck paused at the hem, then slid under and prodded Rarity’s cutie mark.

Pressing onto the diamond mark threw the lonely unicorn into surprised pleasure. Seeing as how Rarity was helpless against her touch, Roseluck brought another hoof around Rarity’s back. She slowly started to unzip the unicorn’s dress.

“It looks like Roseluck is looking to capitalize on Rarity’s ‘hot and bothered’ state!” Discord announced, pulling on a tie that materialized out of nowhere. “What’re your thoughts Hoiety?”

“Well Discord, I must say I can’t help but notice how... needing Miss Belle appears to be. She didn’t stop the lip lock nor did she even think of throwing Miss Roseluck off. Perhaps her bed has been cold for too long. I can’t help but wonder if she’s enjoying this a little too much, so they say. Perhaps she wants the release? Keep in mind folks, no matter how much each fighter is teased, they are not allowed to release in between matches. Though this might not be an issue for the Boutique’s finest.”

Hoity Toity’s jab reached Rarity’s ears, who then snapped her eyes open. Back to her senses, she realized the jam she was in. Her dress was fully unzipped as Roseluck began pulling it off her back.

Amateur[/] she thought. *Nopony knows how to sweep a mare off her feet like me! Rarity had designed the outfits based on the themes and wishes of each fighter before the match, and thus knew the ins and outs. However, unlike her fellow contestants, Rarity had kept combat in mind when designing hers. Thanks to Roseluck’s amateur stance, she wasn’t straddling Rarity properly. Taking advantage of the fact she had no collar, Rarity pulled back from the kiss, winked, and pushed on the dusty ground with her back hooves.*

“Amazing, absolutely amazing. Rarity has quite literally slipped out of her dress. While increasing the amount of exposure, she is no longer trapped in the throes of passion. Her mind must be in the zone, as they say. I wonder if she’ll make a cuuuuum back?”

“Look’s like it Hoiety, but she’ll have a long road ahead of her. Roseluck doesn’t seem like the type to just lay there and take it!”

No longer pinning Rarity in a position of power, Roseluck attempted to tackle the unicorn again. This time however, Rarity was prepared. With a small juke, Roseluck missed her target and fell flat on her face. Instantly, Rarity buried her face into the Earth Pony mares exposed backside.

 Roseluck gasped in surprise as Rarity’s tongue pressed against her now soaked scarlet panties.

“Oh my. Talk about reversal.”

“Yes, Rarity appears to be giving Roseluck a taste of her own medicine by tasting Roseluck!”

Rarity twisted her head in every direction, driving her tongue as far into the scarlet crevice in the dented panties. Roseluck covered her face with her hooves and cried to the heavens. This pleased Rarity, who gave a mischievous smirk. She pulled out her face from the delicious well of juices, making sure to give a final sensual lick. Roseluck stopped shivering and tried to stand up when a weight fell onto her haunches. The dominated mare looked over her shoulder and saw that Rarity had placed her hooves on her flanks and was now thrusting her hips into her behind!

“Interesting. Miss Rarity started out behind and now she’s... behind.”

“Yes, apparently Rarity failed her sex education in high school, because she’s not going to get anywhere with that.”

“I hate to be the one who points this out, but she’s pounding a tough one into that frail mare. Look at her face. Poor things actually likes it.”

“Brings back a few memories doesn’t it Hoiety? I’m sure you’ve found yourself being the recipient of a good thrusting from time to time?”

“Well, I loathe bragging but they didn’t call me the Dungeon Master in college for nothing.”

Roseluck indeed was enjoying it. It wasn’t the same as a stallion, but feeling this wonderful pounding was causing her hormones to soar! Unbeknownst to her, Rarity leaned down until her chest was almost upon Roseluck’s back. WIth a quick flick of her hooves, Rarity completely inverted the summer dress so it hung on Roseluck’s neck.

Roseluck squirmed as Rarity lay all her weight on the mare’s back. Roseluck’s face planted onto the ground as her legs wobbled in agony. Rarity smiled as she gingerly took the dress’ collar into her teeth. With one little nip, the dress tore and slipped off of Roseluck, exposing her scarlet and pink undergarments.

Roseluck tried to fight back, but when she began to show any sort of defiance, Rarity would brush her tongue along her panties. Rarity carefully nudged Rose’s panties to the side, allowing her unrestricted access to her glistening sex. Without a warning, Rarity plunged her tongue into the Earth Pony’s slit. Roseluck screamed in pleasure as Rarity explored deep inside her with her hot tongue. Occasionally, Rarity applied a little pressure to her clit, making Roseluck give off loud feminine moans. If this was to continue, Roseluck would be pushed over the edge.

Running out of options, Roseluck decided to play her trump card. She shoved Rarity back with her rum and hopped away a full pace. With little time to spare, Roseluck stood on her back hooves and flipped her mane.

“That looks like my cue,” Discord says as he snaps his fingers, conjuring enchanted petals to appear, surrounding Roseluck in a shroud of pink and scarlet hues.

Hoity flipped his mane as well. “Gentlemares of Ponyville, my colleague and I withheld a certain piece of information. The rules may be broken for thirty seconds, but at the discretion of my colleague here. And by discretion, I mean he completely handles it, completely prearranged by the contestants. And my, what a show this will be.”

Roseluck stood on two hooves, the magic of the petals helping her balance. She bowed her head and rested her free hooves against each other. Discord’s petals were linked to her earth pony magic, allowing her to control the circling shroud in the same manner as a unicorn. Roseluck inhaled deeply, channeling her magic and resonating with the petals.

Her eyes snapped open as she threw her hooves up. Instantly a small bushel of petals flew over and began linking together, forming dual fans attached to her hooves to wield. Roseluck slowly brought the fans to her side, and then whipped one toward her face and hiding it. Rarity stood still, entranced as Roseluck shifted her weight to one leg and threw out her hip, slowly bringing up the other fan.

Roseluck slid her other hoof to the side suddenly, causing her to spin in place with the fans. Her petal shroud began to reign itself in, shrinking and spinning until it completely covered the similarly spinning mare. Through the spiral of petals a hoof could be seen, prodding her marehood with a fan.

“Interesting. She’s stimulating herself... but to what effect? She’s lowering her defensive capabilities. The only possible use for that would be... oh my. She’s not. Discord what did you put in the petals?”

“Oh you know me Hoiety. I’m always such a wild card.”

Roseluck paused and stopped spinning, completely covered from hoof to mane in petals. She looked like a hedge carving in the royal garden as she played with her mare garden. Rarity took a step back, trying to shake herself from the hypnotic mare.

Roseluck gave one last spin, dispelling the petals and dispersing them across the entire stadium with a small shockwave. Her fans disappeared, courtesy of Discord, now her time was up. The crowd was silent, wondering what the buck that accomplished. Until a petal landed on a random mare’s nose. The mare cried, convulsed, and drenched her seat.

“Discord. Did that audience member just...”

“Yes, yes she just came.”

A wave of orgasms surged through the crowd, each mare moaning in lust and anguish. Rarity, blasted back by the rushing air of Roseluck’s attack, was assaulted by the musky smell of raw hormones. Her marehood dripped, and she felt close. Rarity rolled over onto her belly and dragged herself up to a standing position. She knew that if Roseluck even lay a hoof upon her, she was going to release. Unlike the majority of the audience, Rarity was a regular customer of the spa and avid reader of erotic novels meaning she spent several nights relieving herself. Control was just one of her many talents.

Rarity breathed in and puffed up her chest, summoning the energy for her gesture. Standing on her two back hooves, Rarity winked and blew a kiss toward the announcers’ box.

“Looks like Miss Rarity is still fighting. If there’s one thing that stands out about that mare, it’s her persistence.”

“Lil Miss Rarity sure isn’t famous for her persistence for nothing. She never stops trying. NEVER.”

Rarity, who had been waiting for acknowledgment, finally sprung into action. Unfortunately for Roseluck, she had jumped where the match had begun. Rarity’s horn began glowing.

Roseluck felt something shift under her hooves. Her heart stopped when she looked down, laying her eyes upon a certain abandoned lolita dress. The carefully stitched laces unraveled from the dresses base, the ribbons snaking out from under the frightened mare. Altogether there were three predatory ribbons, ready to carry out their master’s whim.

Rarity puckered her lips and blew a kiss. The ribbons darted forward before Roseluck could even blink.

The first black ribbon wrapped around her back left hoof, and another took her right. Roseluck tried to jump, but they rooted her to the spot. The third and final ribbon wrapped around her front hooves and brought them together. Tightly. With a flick of her horn, Rarity levitated Roseluck until her bottom hooves were a few inches off the ground. The two secondary ribbons shot to the ground at a forty degree angle, separating Roseluck’s legs.

Roseluck struggled against her bonds. Ten seconds and so much had happened in between two of her breaths. She pulled and wiggled, but the ribbons might have as well be chained. Rarity smirked and bowed her head, pawing the ground with a hoof.

“I hope she’s feeling horny.”

WIth that quip, Rarity charged at a full gallop. Right when she was about to run into Roseluck, she thrust her head toward sky.

And her horn directly into Roseluck’s waiting marehood.

The result was an explosion of vital fluids, all over the floor and Rarity’s face.

“Well Ponyville, that decides it. Not only did Miss Rarity drive her helpless victim into ecstasy, but it appears she broke her hymen.”

Indeed a trail of blood was leaking down Rarity’s horn, staining her forehead. To add insult to injury, Rarity began pulling out and thrusting her horn repeatedly, eliciting pleasurable moans from the bound mare.

“Yes, Rarity really brings a whole new meaning to the term ‘being a dickhead’.”

“Well, at least she can think with that head. Down here, not so much,” Hoity quipped as he gestured to his lap, fortunately covered with pants but now hosting a tent. “Anyway, any final thoughts on the outcome of this match?”

With the crushing defeat of her foe, Rarity tenderly released her defeated opponent and lightly set her on the ground, gently pulling out as she did so. Roseluck, in her pleased state, did not resist and merely rolled around blushing. Rarity, despite the blood rolling down her face and her now unkempt coat, leaned down and planted an apologetic kiss on the mesmerized mare’s cheek before turning around.

Rarity, in a very lady-like swagger, trotted off the stage with her nose in the air and her tail whipping back and forth. Despite her face being covered in blood and mare juice, she retained her refined posture as a proper lady would. A few nurses teleported on stage and lifted the drooling Roseluck onto a stretcher, then blinked out to the nearest hospital.

“Only that I hope you’ll join us next time on the ULTIMATE LESBIAN WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP!!”

“Yes, indeed! See you next time, and oh yeah.” Hoity picked up a few leafs of forgotten notes he had brought. “Um yeah, this was sponsored by the Lunar Court and FlimFlam Industries. May we bring you joy an- yeah this is absolutely horrible. Basically just buy their horrendous shit. For now, tata!”