The Ladies' Locker Room

by Southpaw_xi

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Comedy, Romance
Length: 447

Rarity takes her skills as seamstress and applies them observing her peers in the locker room to the most specific of details. Will her skills score her a hot pony-human EQG mate? Find out!

Rarity takes her skills as seamstress and applies them observing her peers in the locker room to the most specific of details. Will her skills score her a hot pony-human EQG mate? Find out!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-09-09 14:59:02 UTC

Ss...smells

Rarity Always hated the the Ladies locker room of Canterlot Jeckel high high high school.

But what put off Rarity most was the sheer breadth of unkempt vagina, whom's masters walked the aisles with a physical barrier of poster and impotence. Rarity noticed that the longer the other females of the locker room loitered around their lockers, the more she could detect the individual stench of each putrid cunt.

On this occasion Rarity decided to stay longer, and learn more about her peers. She was to wait and observe the behavior of the various pussies. The two cheerleaders, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, sweated profusely down the inside of their thighs despite just waiting around and looking for a another freshman to bully. Perhaps this time they would make fun of that Applebloom's A28 boobs and flat ass. Rarity recognized the sweating as a side effect of shaving your genital area. She wondered if they were particular bitchy today because they were chafing the wrong way.

Then there was Twist. Rarity heard a rumor that Twist was severely abused and raped by her parents. Either way, she way left with a lisp and a vagina that smelled like peppermint had been shoved up there and she shit it out her ass. Rarity perhaps thought that she should talk to Twist and see if she could help her with her home life. Rarity decided against it because really, how much damage can an emotionally devastated teenager do to a school?

Rarity decided that this activity was more boring than she originally postulated. Thus she decided to continue on with her day.

But at that moment, she caught whiff of the most rancid meat purse there...

Rainbow Dash, the captain of every sports team at school, the envy of the underclass and the submissive fetish of the football players. Rarity knew everything she smelled. Blood, sweat, salt, fish, phosgene, and of course, semen. After a few moments and after noticing Dash had changed her tampon for once, Rarity came to the conclusion that Dash had taken it up the ass from someone after soccer practice because she was on her period.

Today something was different. Perhaps it was the way she ripped the cotton from her vagina in front of everyone, or maybe it was the way she left her bush untrimmed. For the first time, Rarity wanted Dash. She wanted their two pussies grinding against each other in an unholy passion. She wanted Dash's period blood dripping into her asshole, as they scissored in a tight embrace. Rarity wanted it more than anything, and the only way she'd get It was by forcing herself on her.