Rarity Trap: CYOS

Rainbow’s eyes widen as you tell her that her friend has an enormous dick which she attempted to rape you with, and she rushes inside, to determine the gruesome truth. You go home, feeling triumphant.

Over the next few weeks, you tell everyone who approaches you about it Rarity’s true nature. You even hear a couple mares talking about it in the park.

“Did you hear the guy who ran out on Rarity the other day?” asks the mint-green colored one.

“I know, the lengths some ponies will go to hide something!” answers the cream-coated one with curly pink and purple hair. You feel a kind of righteous thrill for revealing her terrible secret.

That feeling lasts until another week later, when you build up enough courage to ask another mare out. She eyes you warily and makes her excuses. After asking three or four more mares with the same result, you manage to find that rumor has it you’re embarrassingly impotent, and stormed out after failing to perform for your previous marefriend, Rarity. Not only has Rainbow Dash told all the mares on the weather team, but Aloe and Lotus have been slipping hints to receptive ears at the spa. As far as gossip goes, anything that both Aloe and Lotus agree on is considered not only factual, but old news.

Outraged, you summon your courage and resolve to correct the spa twins. It’s late in the day Tuesday, and nopony is at the front when you get to the spa. You charge straight into the back and see Aloe’s pink form with sky blue hair and Lotus’ sky blue one with pink hair are both visible through the steam curling above the large hot tub which patrons bathe in. They seem busy tending it, so they don’t see you, but you can’t hold your retort back any longer.

“Hey, I’m not impotent! Rarity is a...” you exclaim before being silenced by their shocked stares as they straighten and face you.

You’ve forgotten how male and female customers are accepted in a strict rota. Aloe and Lotus are topless, but even worse, there’s a third mare with purple hair and a white coat in the bathing pool. Her head turns to reveal Rarity’s glowering face.

Upon seeing you, Rarity heaves herself out of the pool, water coursing down her chest and falling off her nipples as she lifts her knees to the pool’s edge. As she swings her hooves out of the water and towards the staircase that leads down to the ground level you stand on, you notice something missing; she doesn’t seem to have a dick at all!

Following your glance, Rarity laughs bitterly. “That’s right,” she says sardonically, “I’m really all mare most of the time. What you saw was just a bit of changeling magic Twilight taught me.... Here, let me demonstrate!”

Rarity stands at the top of the stairs while water drips off her chest and hips into large puddles collecting by her hooves. As you watch, her horn starts to glow a light blue-green and her cunt begins to give off the same aquamarine light. Her cunt suddenly stretches obscenely from an indentation in her dripping fur to a gaping black hole, then unfolds quickly but grotesquely into the same sizey member you remember from last month. Thin streams begin to flow down the new organ as the water falling from her abdomen encounters the obstruction.

A few drops of water fall off the tip of her penis onto the top step before Rarity speaks again. “So you decided to tell everypony I was half a mare and a rapist to boot! I’ve had to spend most of last month salvaging my reputation! If it weren’t for Aloe and Lotus I’d be ruined! Ruined!” her voice starts out quiet but rises to a shriek, so that your ears are left ringing after her last sobbing exclamation. You look past her at the twins, feeling a silent surge of anger when the lack of surprise in their faces reveals they’ve known everything all along.

The twins and Rarity continue to stare at you a few moments more, as Rarity drips steadily from several places into a puddle which is now starting to run down the stairs. Then her eyes narrow, and she says something quietly, in a low voice.

“What?” you say automatically.

“Apologize!” she says in a quiet, growling voice.

“Sorry.” you say. It sounds weak, even to you.

“Like you mean it!” she exclaims in a more normal tone. She stomps a hoof, and one of her delicately manicured hands comes to rest clenched against her hip.

It’s no good. You both know you don’t mean it. Her eyes stay narrowed and her other hand hovers over the cylindrical protrusion from her groin, then moves away. Then her mouth quirks in a tight smile.

“Blow me.” she says.

“What?”

“Suck me off, just once, and we’ll stop spreading rumors about you...” she turns her head back towards the twins, who, as one, flash her a grin. “...even ‘correct’ previous ones. Don’t and... we won’t.”

You stare at them a moment, waiting for them to realize the insanity of their request.

Three blank, slightly angry faces stare back.

>>Time to double time it out of the spa.

The ends justify the means! Take one for the team!

You take a tentative step forward, and the sullen faces burst into excitement. Rarity herself kneels down at the top of the stairs and fiddles with her cock, trying to make it stand out straight. Your face feels hot as you climb the stairs and bend down, hand slipping on the moist top step and almost sending your face to crack against the step’s edge. You balance in time and bend down towards the organ which Rarity is thrusting towards you. The step you’re kneeling on is slippery though, and you lose your balance again as one of your knees slips off, bouncing your nose against the now reasonably hard flesh of the center of her penis. You grimace, as you felt your lips brush the flare near the tip more or less kissing it, then realize that this is more or less moot, as you’ll have the whole thing in your mouth soon. Rarity grows impatient as you scrabble for a handhold and slide slightly down the stairs, gently lifting your head up by your neck to rest on her thighs and shoving her cock into your mouth.

It’s hard to remember not to bite down at first, but after Rarity winces once or twice at the feel of your teeth you figure you should probably avoid doing that. You’re pretty sure the rumors wouldn’t stop if you bit it off, and you’re not confident you could do so anyway. With the threat of being chewed on out of the way, Rarity begins thrusting deeper. Her dick is long enough to reach the back of your mouth, so you start gagging and choke, thinking for a moment that you’ll suffocate on magically-produced cock.

Then you remember to breathe through your nose. You stop gagging too, instead swallowing reflexively every time her cock reaches the back of your mouth. For a while, you just lie there on the stairs, head resting on Rarity’s thighs and her hands pressing on the back of your neck, smelling her fur and flesh while her dick hits the back of your mouth in steady time.

Suddenly you feel her dick twitch inside your mouth in a way which, if your self-pleasuring has taught you anything, means that she’s about to cum.

Oh, hell no!

Well. You may as well ride it out. Her next thrust doesn’t go in quite as far, and you feel a bit of liquid drop into your mouth, then her next thrust comes with much more force, hands forcing you into her groin. She’s trying to shove her balls into your mouth, and, if your lips were wider, she’d succeed. Her thighs rise, tilting your head back, and she makes little gasping noises and bucks against the back of your throat.

The first bit of cum tickles as it dribbles down the back of your throat, but most of it comes when Rarity drags her cock backwards along your tongue and unleashes twice, dick twitching and filling your mouth with cum. Then, after another, more feeble pulse, she releases your head and stands, dragging her cock out of your inclined head and leaving you with a mouth full of cum.

>>Spit

>>Swallow