Rarity Trap: CYOS

You didn’t want this, and you tell Rarity so. A quick charge of her horn and some more painful snapping in your chest and you bounce your hands satisfactorily off pecs that have been restored to simple muscle and skin. Rarity gives you another apologetic glance before clearing her throat.

“Perhaps... perhaps I was a little hasty just then. I didn’t mean to scare you. How about we just go down to dinner and forget about this?” She indicates the pile of your clothes sitting on a nearby upholstered chair, rolling off the bed and dressing herself from a matching chair.

>>Accept her invitation to dinner

>>Reject it

Hay, I’m game if you are! Just leave changeling magic out of it.

Rarity gives you a small smile, and her eyes scope the length of your body, stopping just short of your cock. Her smile fades a little, though, and she answers in a regretful tone.

“I’m afraid I’m no longer really ‘in the mood’ after all that.” she says sadly. “Let’s just relax and get to know each other better.”

>>Accept

>>Demand satisfaction!