Year of the Sheep

by Art Inspired

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Rarity, Fluttershy, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Random
Length: 4741

Rarity is turned into an ewe.

During her tedious tendencies involving dresses and a particularly new fabric to work with, Rarity accidentally turns herself into an ewe.

Rated mature for light, sexual shearing.

Cover art by the glorious Cold Blooded Twilight. Also, a gift for Cold Blooded Twilight.

Published 2015-01-04 07:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-01-04 07:40:02 UTC

Baaah!

Rarity was hard at work with a fresh line of clothing, as usual. There’s hardly ever a moment where she’s not doing so, but in this particular instance, it was different. Upon the most recent visit to the Crystal Empire, Rarity had tagged along with Fluttershy to that quaint little petting zoo in which Fluttershy simply refused to stop talking about. As another fluffy cotton ball was placed around the corners of a pink and purple piece of pony clothing before her, Rarity thought back on that memory.

It’d been a bright, sunshiny day without the chance for rain in the slightest. She and her friends had arrived a few hours ago, stopped by the castle to see Princess Cadance and Shining Armor, and had taken care of any serious business that needed attending to. So, in earnest, they all had some free time to waste as they pleased. Twilight was in the library. Rainbow Dash and Applejack had ventured to the tournaments for a bit of sport, and Pinkie had wandered off who knows where.

“I suppose I might peruse the many lavish shops that can be found around town, here or there,” Rarity had said to the only remaining pony found within her company.

“You could,” Fluttershy said placidly. “Or, you know, you could come with me to see the new breeds of ewes.”

“The… what, Fluttershy?” Rarity tapped her chin with a hoof, trying to determine if she knew what that even was. “Err, that’s a sheep, isn’t it?”

“A female sheep,” Fluttershy educated. “They’re the softest, most gentlest little things! Their fur is fluffier than… than…”

“What?” Rarity joked along. “Pinkie’s mane?”

“Oh, much fluffier! Maybe even comparable to clouds, but without being so damp all the time.”

Rarity sighed. “Hmmm, I suppose I might be persuaded into coming along… if…”

“Yes, Rarity?”

They stopped at the end of the city limits, and the corrals could be seen just down the hill. “If, you come treat yourself to a spa session with me before we head home.”

Fluttershy giggled inside, figuring she'd have done that with Rarity one way or another. “That sounds delightful, and in that case, we’d better hurry along. After all, the day’s almost done.”

In under five minutes, the two would reach the desired kennel where all the tiny sheep could be found, all of them bleating at the passersby. Most paid attention to Fluttershy, though. As for Rarity, she walked ahead to the wooden beams separating her from the tamed cuties. “Oh, my! Fluttershy, you’re right. They are cute, aren't they?” Rarity complimented.

“I told you,” the pegasus kindly gloated. “They’re the nicest, most adorable-”

“What’s with those, though?” Rarity cut in, her hoof pointing to a few in the distance, in a separate pen. Unlike the others, these younger ones had been shaven clean of their hides. They still seemed happy enough, eating grass, frollicing where they could, and some had even began growing new tufts here and there. “I mean, I know of fleece, but I’ve never seen actual, shorn lambs before.”

Fluttershy came closer to her side to explain. “The smallest of the herds usually ends up getting shorn once their coats have fully developed, because they’re the sleekest, and the creamiest compared to adults.”

Rarity nodded. “Yes, well, I’ve dealt with this fabric before, and I’ve definitely felt softer than fleece.”

“Oh, but these are different!” Fluttershy took Rarity’s hoof gently, surprising the mare momentarily. Right next to them was a pack of smiling ewes, eyes glistening, wanting to be petted right away, and by absolutely anypony. “Here, feel them. See for yourself.”

Once the unicorn’s hoof graced one of their tops, back behind the ears and along the neck, even bringing the lamb to mewl, the unicorn soon realized what Fluttershy had meant. “My, my! How is this possible? I’ve never…”

While Rarity paused, but kept gracing the animal’s coat below, Fluttershy took the opportunity to speak up. “They’re Crystal Empire sheep. Notice how they’re not even white, but instead, pink, blue, or purple. They’re an extremely special breed, and most would agree with calling them the rarest.”

As one might be able to guess, Rarity’s fixation with choice goods lead her to inquire, “Mmmh, Fluttershy? Might there be a way for me to ascertain some lambskin? I mean, it seems the empire uses them freely, so exactly how much would it cost somepony like myself to obtain an order? Just for experimental fashion purposes, of course.”

Fluttershy smiled, and had seen this coming from a mile away. “I’ll see what I can do.”

“And they were indeed expensive,” Rarity reminded herself within the Carousel Boutique lobby, hard at work sewing and playing with the freshly arrived equipment. “Though, I must admit, it was worth every bit!”

Along came her aura, grabbing things like sharp scissors and useful thread roles that matched in color. Its theme was a shade darker than lavender to coincide with her mane and tail, and eventually, as the hours turned into a full day’s time, Rarity’s project was finally completed. It was a minor piece as compared to other things that usually takes her much longer, but a basic nightgown for herself would undoubtedly help her relax more in the late evening hours.

“Been too long since I’ve had a new one of these made! I suppose I can toss out that old rag of a wear now that I have this soft, and lush gown.” Around her back it went, coiling snugly while serenely gliding downwards, its laces being secured by her magical grasp. She’d thought it finished, but soon noticed the loosening strings in the front, mainly around the neck, and huffed at that while still holding onto the ends with her aura. “I could’ve sworn…”

She glanced around the immediate room in frustration, her eyes closing in on the planning board that held her designs page after page, with some roles placed in a basket directly next to the wooden frames. “Let’s see here…” she said, her hooves propping her torso upwards and over the edge so she could get a good look at what might’ve gone wrong.

It was right then and there that Rainbow Dash was flying directly overhead, practicing her flight pattern, her vigor for her talents overwhelming. A loud, thunderous sound jolted the unicorn off the stand, her horn flickering wildly, and in that immediate moment of sheer surprise at what was going on outside, Rarity’s magic escalated to startling heights.

“Gah!” she cried out, stunned where she stood, her whole body aglow with light blue illumination. Just before everything around her went dark, she caught a glance out the window to see the spectrum circlings of a rainboom, it powerfully breaking apart the midday sky precisely above her shop. The gown she’d justly been wearing was burned away at the spot while her eyes dilated a different type; that of a sheep’s.

Her hooves then started to turn from the regular, brilliant white to a more grey, noticeably longer form, and her tail shortened quickly as well. Everything about her body was undergoing an amazing transformation of epic proportions the likes of which would amaze even Twilight, and by the end of the day, the princess herself would indeed be very impressed with this whole experience.

The final pieces of Rarity’s morphing commenced slowly. Her coat became fluffier, softer, and typically a bit spotty here and there. Her mane strayed away from shoulder length, too, and finally, her ears extended adorably so. With the light flashing away, her physical changing was complete, and there stood not Rarity the pony, but Rarity the ewe. Or, at least, part ewe. She still seemed to be somewhat pony in a way. The cutie mark was still present, but everything else including her muzzle fit into the category of a justly grown lamb.

“Buh… baaaaah!” She blinked, smirking at her drawings on the many pieces of paper, a bit confused, but worry free. Again, she made the same, distinctive sound. “Baaaah!”

After the second bleat exited her mouth, she opened up wide, and began eating the papers whole. She chewed away at the yummy compositions like any normal sheep would, hungrily, and blushing at her more wild antics. After breakfast was complete, Rarity absent mindedly got around to devouring many other things found scattered about her boutique, such as the furniture, some laundry, and even her latest line made for Sapphire Shores.

She didn’t care. She wasn’t even really Rarity anymore, but just a cute, starving ewe. By the time she’d gotten lunch, dinner, and some of her own schedules into her belly for desert, Fluttershy had arrived at the door, knocking first before entering. “Rarity? Just checking up on you to see if those shipments of fleece made it to your address alright.”

She opened up, the doorbell up above sounding loudly like always, but to her bewilderment, the place was an utter mess. Everything had been thoroughly destroyed. Drool marks lined every evidential bite. The greeting counter had nibble marks all along the wooden edges, and most importantly, there still seemed to be an intruder present within the room, and right in the middle of the act, too. Fluttershy wasn’t paid any mind, either. Instead, the vandalizer just kept eating away at whatever she had in her maw.

She was speechless to see this, but Fluttershy came closer with every passing second, curiosity for this incident rising more and more. It looked like Rarity over there, munching away at a scarlet cloth, but at the same time, it was also definitely some kind of animal Fluttershy was well acquainted with. “Is that…” She finally found her voice again. “Is that a... sheep?”

Rarity turned around with a newly ripped piece of fabric hanging from her lips. “Baaaah!”

Fluttershy gasped, bounding back, her rump hitting the door shut. “R-R-Rarity? Is that you?!”

The sheep of a mare merely blinked innocently, and said again, “Baaaah!” This time, more prolonged.

“Oh… my… gosh!” Fluttershy came up to her friend nervously, shaking at what sat before her. “You’re… so cute!” Flowers and butterflies ranging from big to small bursted all around the background while she said this, her eyes wide with amusement. “You’re like, half sheep, and half pony! I’ve never seen anything more adorable in my life!”

“Baaaah!”

The pegasus almost came to a bow, looking up at Rarity with adoring eyes. “Soooo cute!” She soon stabilized herself, though. “But, Rarity, how’d you do this? I thought Twilight was the only one that could-”

“BAAAH!”

Fluttershy observed her movements, listening to what she had to say, wondering what Rarity was trying to tell her. “What? You… can’t talk? Oh, dear! You don’t even remember who you are, do you?”

“Bah…”

“Well, what is it, girl?” Rarity just stared for a moment, but once her mouth opened up again, teeth going straight for the cloth behind her, Fluttershy all too soon realized what the trouble really was. She stopped her just in time by snatching the cloth away from her, triggering a saddened grunt from Rarity. “No, no! You don’t want this. Sheeps are supposed to eat things like grass, clovers... Err, forbs, and other pasture plants.”

The ewe’s ears perked at just the names alone. “Buh- baaaah!”

“Alright,” Fluttershy mused. “We’ll get you something to eat, but not to worry about your current state. Twilight will know what to do!”

Carefully, Fluttershy guided her fussy companion over to the only line of clothing that had yet to be gobbled up, which happened to be a fairly decent looking rack useful for a disguise. “Don’t want anypony seeing you like this, I suppose. At least, I don’t think you’d like it very much.”

Along with a pink hat, some blue coverings draped around Rarity’s back and sides, flowing down to her very hooves and sun glasses to hide Rarity’s face, Fluttershy made sure nopony would recognize her. It seemed just right so long as Fluttershy was able to keep her nearby. In time, they both headed for the door, Fluttershy opening the exit, and out into the bright, yellow sunlight the two went. The pegasus made sure to hold onto Rarity’s somewhat harder hoof for comfort, but unfortunately for her, Rarity’s lambish self was more keen to being mischief this fine, crowded day.

Just before taking off, she took a few steps forward, clamoring with every step she took. “Baah… b-baaah…”

“It’s okay,” Fluttershy said, doing her best to calm Rarity down, but it just wasn’t happening. Really, inside, Fluttershy knew this wouldn’t have worked, but she still had to at least try. Rarity just wasn’t having it. In a flash of bleats and gleeful prances, Rarity escaped her wardrobe, and into the herd of ponies she dashed. Everyone looked her way, stunned and startled to see such a thing.

Fluttershy resiliently listened to all the commentary while chasing after her, softly yelling to Rarity, “Stop, you’re embarrassing yourself!”

“Is that Rarity?”

“Was that a sheep?”

“Was that Rarity dressed up and literally acting like a sheep?!”

“I don’t think that’s a new Nightmare Night costume, Roseluck.”

All these and much more entered poor Fluttershy’s ears as she chased the hippity hopping ewe through the town’s market square, and into the parkway. By then, seeing the fresh, green grass, Rarity had come to an abrupt stop just for a second to eat, and maybe get some water from that fountain over there in the far off distance. However, Fluttershy was right behind her, and she simply couldn’t stop in time before just about running right into Rarity’s backside. She dodged skillfully, but this made her plummet right into the pond where Rarity stood next to.

“Ooooh, ouch,” Fluttershy groaned, holding her soaked head.

“Baaahahaha! Baaah, baaahahaha!”

Fluttershy stood up, now aggravated and humiliated beyond tolerance, and laughed at by the very ewe she was trying desperately to assist. “Alright, Rarity… I didn’t want to do this, but you leave me no choice.” Her eyes widened painstakingly, shooting Rarity this hypnotizing look of disappointment, forcing Rarity to stop her laughing instantly. “I don’t… like using the stare on my friends, but we’ve got to get you over to Twilight’s! Now then, are you going to cooperate?”

Rarity merely nodded, her facial expression showing immense discomfort over what she witnessed. “Baaah…”

“Good.” The pegasus blinked away the stare, and merely looked up at Rarity displeasingly from where she stood, still wet, and a lily pad dangling perfectly on her backside. That was removed quickly, and up Fluttershy came, her hooves, mane and tail dripping with murky water. “Let’s go.”

Rarity made no quarrels towards the order given, and followed Fluttershy if only to be distracted here and there by the attention given, but this time around, she stayed with her friend throughout their walk to the Castle of Friendship. Everypony they trotted by glared their way amusingly, questioning what had happened to Rarity, but Fluttershy heeded them no mind. After that ordeal she’d just gone through, all she wanted to do was to get her friend to Twilight’s, and have her be returned to the normal fashionesta she was at heart. Although, the two wouldn’t stop hearing about this incident until a good while had gone by.

They entered quietly, Rarity smiling like nothing was wrong while Fluttershy, not so much. She was worried now, and afraid Twilight might not know what to do about this. It was ridiculous to think otherwise, but still, her imagination painted pictures of the her and the other four charging into adventures unknown. As for Rarity, she would have to stay behind, eating grass or something of the like. Surely she’d want to follow along with the fun to come in the near future.

“Don’t worry,” Fluttershy promised once more. “Twilight will… but, what if she doesn’t?”

“Baaah.”

A voice from beyond the long entry hallway asked aloud, “What was that?” It was Twilight asking the question from the throne room. “No wild animals in the castle!” In a hurry, she teleported herself right on over to Fluttershy, an annoyed look on her face. However, upon seeing Rarity’s condition, she jumped, and that face she had soon turned to shock. “What in the world?!”

“T-Twilight,” Fluttershy stammered. “It’s Rarity, she’s-”

“I know who it is,” Twilight interrupted. “But, but… what is she? A sheep?”

“Apparently…”

The two fell silent after that, Twilight looking Rarity up and down while Fluttershy waited patiently. “How did this happen?”

Fluttershy said honestly, “I don’t know. I found her like this inside the Carousel Boutique. I think it might have to do with the new Crystal Empire fleece I ordered for her.”

“Empire fleece, and not normal fleece?” Twilight questioned.

“Yes, you see, we were there just recently. Remember?” Twilight nodded. “Well,” Fluttershy continued, “Rarity asked if she could get some after feeling how soft they were.”

“Oh, geez…”

“I suppose the rest in guessable, huh?”

Twilight again nodded, but with her hoof holding onto the middle of her squinting eyes. “Can’t believe this… Alright, let me do a quick, little experiment.”

Without a moment of hesitation, Twilight snatched Rarity up from the ground with her magic forcefully. The whole time, Rarity just kept bleating and fidgeting, and fighting Twilight all the way, but it didn’t stop Twilight one bit. Meanwhile, Fluttershy attempted to calm her friend by chanting, “It’s okay, it’s okay… She’s just… uh, Twilight? What are you doing, exactly?”

Still keeping a firm grasp on Rarity, the alicorn replied, “Scanning her body… and… yep! Just as I thought.” With Rarity returning to the floor below, shaking frantically at what she’d just gone through, Twilight turned to Fluttershy to say, “Her coat’s imbedded with magical empire sheep properties. In other words, it’s the fabric she was working with that caused her transformation, but it still would’ve required an immense amount of outside influential casting for this to be possible!”

Fluttershy speculated, “You don’t think she did this herself? On accident, maybe?”

“Possible… You know, when I was at Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns, that test I was taking… I was startled by…” She gasped, a hoof rising to her muzzle. “Rainbow Dash’s sonic rainboom!”

Fluttershy then gasped as well. “She did one of those today, during practice! I saw it, too!”

“And I actually heard it! Then... we have our answer. Rarity was so spooked by the rainboom, that she transformed herself into… this.”

“Baaah.”

Fluttershy petted Rarity’s ear to sooth her while also asking, “But, Twilight, you can cure her, right?”

Luckily, she nodded in confirmation. “All her magic was placed into the fabrics that she was working with. In other words, we’ll need to remove the fabric to break the spell.”

“You mean…”

Twilight brought up a pair of mechanical sheep shears, magically summoned, and said, “That’s right, Fluttershy. We’re gonna shave Rarity bald!” Rarity’s hooved held her mane frantically. “Not the mane, though… And, besides, once it’s all done and over with, Rarity will be back to normal! Her pony coat will immediately grow back in a matter of seconds, as well all her other features, but this is the only way to return her to normal.”

Fluttershy took hers, pink in color while Twilight's was more lavender. Together, they held their tools nervously. “Twilight? There’s just… one teensy problem with this that I think you should know about.”

Twilight was just about to bend down and wait for Fluttershy to hold Rarity while they did this, but stopped to listen. “What is it? Make it fast. I’m pretty sure this is gonna be a tough time, right?”

“Not quite...”

“What do you mean?”

She took in a deep breath, and stated quite bluntly, “Rarity’s going to enjoy this more than you’d think.”

Twilight blinked, looked at Rarity, who simply sat down with a smirk on her face, all too willing to get things started. “Why?” Twilight questioned with a skeptical frown.

“Sheep… Well, you probably don’t know this, but especially the ones from the Crystal Empire has always been more lenient with the whole shearing process. So long as you’re not too rough with them, they’ll love it, to the point in which it’s… questionable.”

“Rarity will take this sexually?!”

Fluttershy backed away for just a moment, but stood her ground. “Y-yes, probably. If she’s an empire ewe, then this might get a bit awkward.”

Twilight couldn’t believe what she was hearing, but nevertheless, things were pretty awkward already. “F-fine, whatever,” she voiced. “Let’s… just hurry up. Like I said, this… is the only way.” She looked at Rarity, who was now blushing at the shears in Twilight’s hooves. She squinted in disbelief, but turned them on not wanting to waste another minute. “You’d better like it while you can. Never doing this again. Next time, it’ll be Applejack’s and Rainbow’s turn. Believe me, by the way, Rainbow won’t hear the last of this…”

Together, Fluttershy and Twilight got underway with the work before them while Rarity merely laid there on her side, feeling the first of many strokes upon her rump and waist. Immediately, not even caring about how unladylike she might’ve sounded at that point, the ewe of a mare began half moaning, and halm bleating joyfully, already enjoying the treatment thoroughly.

“Twilight, not too fast. She’s delicate, and our friend, you know.”

“Mmmh,” the princess grunted, but that could barely be heard over Rarity’s sudden panting. For a time, Fluttershy watched Rarity’s blissful expression. Her eyes were barely open, and the beam she gave off could only be described as purely pleasurable. More and more wool fell to the floor, and soon, she sat up straight so that the two could each please both her cutie marks.

Underneath the coat was bare skin. The diamonds could only be seen on the fluff that’d been shaved clean off, but they didn’t pay much mind to it. When she would return to being a pony, so would her cutie mark, as well her dignity. For now, they could tell, she was enjoying this far more than Twilight would've ever expected. “I wish she’d stop looking at me like that,” Twilight commented, inspecting those lustful eyes Rarity looked at her with.

“Just ignore it… I’ve done this before, and this is actually quite docile for a sheep her age. Normally, by now, they have their first-”

“Okay!” Twilight blurted out. “Alalala! Not listening!”

“Be careful,” Fluttershy warned, grabbing hold of Twilight’s instrument. “You could cut her. Rarity’s still inside, you know.

“Right, sorry,” Twilight apologized. “Just… that face… It’s…”

“I know,” the pegasus said, returning to the stroke she was making. “We’re almost half way done. Just keep it up, and she’ll be her old self in no time.”

Slowly but surely, the two reached the neck where Rarity’s pelt ended, and were sure not to touch her mane. Now was the time to turn her over, and focus more on her belly, something Twilight dreaded. As for Rarity, she didn’t even need to be commanded. Instead, she just turned herself right on over, hooves pointed every which away towards the ceiling, and an eager face looking at the two needingly. “Bah… baaaah!”

Twilight could almost guess what that sheep tongue was begging for. “More, please!”

“Okay,” Fluttershy happily stated. “Halfway there.”

Twilight grunted at that, but got to work all the same, though with the same, annoyed face she’d had since this first started. Again and again, they streaked the humming devices across Rarity’s more poofy stomach, tossing away what they had removed. Despite Twilight’s disgruntled position, by the time she’d reached a far higher area that Fluttershy had gotten around to, their subject chose to lighten her mood with a sly action of her own.

They had made eye contact, Twilight gliding the razor points up just below the mare’s neckline, and glanced away from her work to once more see Rarity’s longing eyes. They kept like this for about five seconds or so, inches away from one another, looking at each other curiously, Twilight’s expression annoyed, and Rarity’s, thirsty for lovings. Then, she made her move. By surprise, Twilight was gripped around the neck and was pulled right in for an open mouthed, sloppy kiss.

“Mmh!”

Fluttershy hadn’t realized what was transpiring right away, but after hearing Twilight’s sounds of panic and questionable enjoyment, she looked up warily to see the two making out. Her mouth fell ajar, but all she could do at this point was watch as Twilight seemingly fought, but didn’t all at the same time. She could’ve pushed herself away from Rarity's cozy embrace quite easily, but instead, her highness simply stayed connected, her hooves barely pressing against Rarity’s shorn chest.

Rarity, for the most part, kept her eyes closed, and even after letting Twilight go, the mare above her seemed fairly calm. Fluttershy could’ve sworn Twilight would’ve gone off, but instead, she just brought herself back down to Fluttershy’s opposite side, and said, “You… didn’t see anything.”

Twilight watched her friend nod, blushing, and they both got back to it, stripping more and more of Rarity’s brilliant, white wool off while Rarity herself chuckled every now and then, whining in amusement. Finally, all that was left was her most lowest of regions. With the buzzers clicking again to be turned off, Rarity moved rather quickly, and stood shakily, her smile never absent. She turned around happily, and presented her slit to the two, hoping they’d follow through with the remainder of the procedure.

At first, Fluttershy was going to offer to do the honors, seeing as how Twilight had already done so much, but in a quickness, instead, the princess commenced with the finale. Like an expert who’d done this for years, Twilight carefully guided her razor along, removing all that was left in a mannerly time. All Fluttershy could do was observe the master at work, a bit turned on by this forwardness herself.

“Bahhh… B-baaahhh,” Rarity mewled, her eyes trailing up to look at the chandelier above her, mouth wide open, grinning, and torso caving in to lean against the cool floor. Her rump stayed in the air, for Twilight’s tender touch was just too much for her, and just when the last few strands were being sliced off with precision, Rarity was sent into a finishing climax. All of the room spun round and round while her flanks shivered, but Twilight wasn’t about to stop. At last, the last line was taken, and Rarity collapsed in a fit of huffs and gasps for air.

Twilight stood back, wiping sweat from her forehead, and they relished in the sight of their sheep quickly turned back to a regular pony. It was done, and Rarity laid asleep, exhausted from the ordeal. At that point, Fluttershy didn’t feel the need to talk about what they’d endured, but instead, simply asked Twilight, “Now what?”

With her horn flickering radiantly, Twilight sent Rarity back to her room, to her bed, to rest up. Then, the fur that sat in front of them also disappeared. Yet, still, after she was gone and out of the two’s sight, Twilight’s horn kept glowing powerfully. “I’m restoring Rarity’s lobby to its former glory, and the wool is being turned back into its former glory. If she remembers anything at all, she’ll think it was nothing more but a dream, if only for a time.”

Fluttershy spoke up, “But, she ran through town! She-”

“Nothing more but a dream!”

With that, Twilight turned around to head back down the corridor angrily, and knew Rarity would return some days later wanting a detailed explanation, and she’d get just that. For now, however, Twilight wished to put that task off for as long as possible. Naturally, Rarity would awaken, and eventually remember everything with the help of the outside citizens and customers that would enter her shop on occasion. Fluttershy would neither not deny the truth when the subject unavoidably came up, but the confrontation would occur while Twilight had a much more leveled head. To all three of them, they furtively knew it was better this way.

Author's Note

A gift for Cold Blooded Twilight. It is our wish that this is the first of many sheep oriented stories! Please, support 2015 as the Year of the Sheep!