Six Steps To Reformation

The bell to Rarity’s boutique jingled, making her busy face turn into a more relaxed smile. “Welcome to my stooohh… Hello Sombra…” Rarity slowly trailed off as she saw the customer standing in the doorway. His eyes were obviously analyzing the interior, along with all the dresses strung up here and there.

“Certainly a shop I would come to for my wardrobe.” Sombra complimented.

“Well… thank you, darling. I assume you’re here for clothing, then?”

“Of course. My armor should be reserved for special situations.” He cleared his throat, walking slowly around the room and gazing at the racks of clothing, outfits, and dresses.

“I… I’m honored… other than Twilight, I’ve never made anything for royalty.” Rarity stammered out.

“I’m no longer royalty, you shouldn’t flatter me.” He laughed.

“And Twilight wasn’t a princess when I made her Gala dress, you know what I meant.” She giggled out. Sombra’s smile grew.

“You have such elegant wears, they only reflect the master, I can tell.” He added, taking a seat in a chair near the wall. “You’ve most likely been working hard, come and sit.” He urged her over to take a seat.

Rarity was flustered by his forwardness, stammering. “I-I… well, yes, I suppose I have been w-working hard lately… alright.” She said, lowering herself to the seat near Sombra.

“You know, your friend Rainbow Dash has a nature that is unlike her athletic and strong demeanor. It was quite… interesting.” Sombra mused.

“Yes, well, we all witnessed your...intrest… in her.” Rarity murmured.

“My apologies, you must not be used to such crudeness. Why, you have the regal appearance of the highest up in Canterlot. You certainly bring some humble elegance to this town of yours.” He laughed softly.

Blushing, Rarity responded, “I… thank you, dear. I like to think I bring a bit of elegance to this town. It does have this… rustic charm, but everyplace needs some diversity.”

“Absolutely.” He nodded in agreement, continuing to take in the many outfits neatly organised in the shop.

“So, do you’ve any idea what you want?” She asked.

“Somewhat.” He hummed, giving her a quick glance before returning his gaze to the racks.

“Well… can I… hear… them?” She awkwardly said.

“I think you have the eye for detail. Why don’t you show me what you’d suggest.” He nudged her, never taking his eyes off hers.

“Hmm...well…” She started, jumping up and rushing over to the furthest rack in the back and skimmed through it. Sombra hadn’t moved an inch and was sitting in a daze.

“Alright…” He stammered. She returned a minute or so later with sleek red and silver ensemble, seeming as if it was made for him. The fabric was as soft as silk could get, only further complimenting his ‘royalty’. He seemed genuinely entranced by the outfit.

“I found this, and I feel it matches what you currently have. What do you think?” She asked.

“Spectacular! Would you mind?” He asked, pointing to the changing room.

Shaking her head, Rarity said, “Of course not! Go ahead, I’ll wait here.”

Sombra took the outfit and walked into the solitary room before stripping his clothes off. Taking a seat, Rarity began reading one of the nearby magazines on the table where customers would normally wait. The sound of the door opening made her smile return. “So, how is it deeahmm…” She trailed off as the glanced at his casual, yet somewhat regal appearance. The contours of the outfit are what caught her eyes, seeing every curve, twist, and turn of his body. Truly the physique of a king…

“Something catch your eye?” His voice snapped her from her fantasy and up to two dreamy orbs staring back at her.

“Erm… I… I-it looks very good on you, d-darling! I was just, uh, appreciating my sense of fashion!” Rarity hastily said.

“I’m sure you were appreciating it the entire time I was in there.” He teased with a wink.

“Oh, shush, you ruffian. Now, tell me, what do you think of it?” She asked.

“It feels great. Only tight in a couple areas, nothing I can’t handle.” He only half-joked.

“Is that so? Please, list them, I’ll get it tailored to your preferences as soon as I can, dear.” She said, grabbing a quill and a slip of parchment in her magic.

“Well, it could use a little work in the southern hemisphere.” He said.

“The southern hemishpaaaa…” She trailed off, noticing the rather detailed bulge traveling down his leg. “Ah! My apologies, dear, p-please, go back into what you had one earlier, that mustn't be comfortable.”

“As I’ve learned from my past tailors, it’s nothing that won’t stretch.” He grinned with another wink.

Staring flatly at him, she brought the quill up to his face and lightly smacked him with it, saying, “Come now, we’ve got to get you out of that so I can… adjust it, shouldn’t we?”

He just started to laugh before walking back into the changing room. The outfit was placed over the top of the changing room door. Grabbing it, Rarity at once began to stitch in more material to the inseam, stretching it out a good six inches. Sombra was waiting patiently on the other side still. “So how has your day been?” He asked.

“Well, it was fairly boring, but then some ruffian by the name of Sombra walked in.” She said, smiling.

“Oh? Was he good looking?” Sombra inquired.

“Hmm… well, he wasn’t horrible looking, that’s for sure. But as good as he looked, he seemed to be a snob.” She retorted.

“I see, go on.” He mused with a chuckle.

“Well, in all seriousness… he had the demeanor of a pony in his prime, but the eyes of a lost soul, as if he wasn’t accustomed to everything around him.” She said. Sombra grew quiet, giving no response, which was all she needed to know she was right. Stopping in her work for a moment, she asked, “Sombra? Dear, are you alright?”

“Of course… Just ruminating. Heh, get it?” Sombra chuckled quietly. “Because the small changing room…” He continued.

“Yes, that was hilarious.” She said flatly, resuming her stitching.

“Would you care for dinner later?” He asked abruptly.

Stopping once again, she blinked, saying, “Well… that was rather… sudden. I… now that you ask… sure. Where are you planning?”

“Wherever you want.” He added.

“Hmmm… then we shall stay here. I’ve yet to hear a stallion offer to cook wonderful food, instead of merely purchasing it.“ She concluded.

“Well, I’m sure we can ask around.” He joked.

“Why? Are you not confident in your cooking prowess?” She said.

“I see my culinary skills exceeds even my infamous reputation.” Sombra laughed.

“Oh yes! Many horror stories have been told about your horrifyingly delicious dinner, good enough to tempt Celestia herself into sleeping with him!” She laughed out.

“Oh? Are you suggesting something?” He asked teasingly.

Blushing, Rarity explained. “Well, usually when a stallion asks a mare to dinner, he wants to… you know… do the do, as it were.”

“Don’t worry, I understand. Even high class mares like yourself need to blow off some steam once in awhile.” He assured.

Rarity gasped. “Why, I am appalled that you would insinuate such a thing about me!”

“I’m… sorry?” Sombra stammered, seeming absolutely confused about the outburst. “I truly didn’t… I…”

Giggling, Rarity said, “Dear, I’m joking! Yes, I’ve had a few rounds in the bedroom myself, but I don’t just go around asking for it.”

There was a long pause before he finally spoke up. “I knew that…” Rarity snorted.

“Of course you did, dear, keep telling yourself that. By the way, I‘m finished with your outfit!” She said, tossing it back over the door to him. The sound of fabric sliding against skin was heard as he slipped it back on.

“Mm very course, perfect! I see you worked out every… Mmm, I love it.” Sombra complimented as he pushed the door open once more, seeming almost like forever since she’d last seen him.

“Well? Does the inseam feel more… freeing?” Rarity asked.

“Feels like I’m wearing nothing at all.” He laughed. “A concept I’m getting used to.”

Rarity giggled at this, saying, “While such crass jokes may have gotten you Rainbow Dash, I’m afraid that I will be a bit of a harder catch, if I do say so myself.”

“Well, Rainbow showed a demeanor of a lion, but the frame of mind of a kitten. I can only imagine what you’re going to throw at me.” Sombra chuckled.

“You’ll just have to find out, now won’t you?” Rarity purred out.

“Why don’t you stay here, I’ll call you up when I’m finished. Your kitchen is upstairs, correct?” He asked as his foot stepped onto the first stair.

“Yes, darling. Any hint as to what you’ll be making?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No.” He said bluntly, disappearing up the staircase. Rarity was left in stunned silence, only being snapped from its’ grip when the bell to her shop rang. She turned and saw Applejack’s smile peeking in.

“Howdy.” AJ greeted, stepping in and letting the door close behind her.

“Oh, hello! What brings you here at this hour, Applejack?” Rarity asked, walking over to hug her friend.

“Ah can’t see a friend after dealin’ with a hundred acres o’ apples?” Applejack laughed, hugging the white unicorn with a more than delicate grip.

“Why, of course you can, AJ! Hard day of applebucking, then?” Rarity guessed.

“With no help from Big Mac.” AJ rolled her eyes.

“Why ever not?”

“Busy down in Appleoosa.” AJ said. The sound of footsteps and metal banging was heard above them. “Sweetie at work doin’ some crusadin’?”

“Ah… apparently so.” Rarity said, laughing nervously. There were a set of quieter footsteps as Sweetie came down and hugged her sister.

“Gotta go, meeting Applebloom and Scootaloo at Twiligh- Castle… you know.” Sweetie said happily before charging out the door. The footsteps and clinging from upstairs continued. Applebloom raised an eyebrow, a questioning look upon her face as her gaze returned to Rarity.

“Ah… well, you see-” Rarity began.

“Is Sweetie gone yet? I don’t want her to spoil it!” Sombra called down. Applejack’s face slowly blanked.

“Haha… ha…” Rarity giggled out,, her face growing redder by the second.

“Yer… Ah…” AJ’s eye started twitching. Before Rarity could say anything, Applejack stormed upstairs.

“Ow… ow… OW… OW!” Sombra’s voice grew louder and more distinct as Applejack dragged him downstairs by the ear.

“Ya tryin’ to seduce all mah friends?” AJ snapped.

“Only partially!” Sombra groaned.

“AJ, please! He means well… I think.” Rarity pleaded. Applejack’s eyes wandered back to Rarity.

“Dash is one thing, but I ain’t gonna let you go because he’s ‘charming’.” AJ stated firmly.

“To be fair, we haven't even had seheeeeeaaah!” Sombra twitched painfully as the grip on his ear tightened.

“Applejack!”

“Yes, Applejack.” Sombra groaned pleadingly. AJ sighed and released him. He stumbled slightly, rubbing his ear.

“Sorry, ah just don’t wanna see ya getting hurt.” Applejack apologized.

“Dear, trust me, if Sombra here was trying to just get a quick lay, and nothing else, I’d have figured that out by now. And subsequently made his day worse by route of testicular injury.” Rarity informed her. Applejack turned to Sombra.

“I swear… for whatever my word is worth.” Sombra assured. AJ rolled her eyes.

“Alright, but ah’m not taking ya outta mah sight ya hear?” Applejack stated, turning back to Rarity. She and Sombra stared at Applejack with a silent, pleading gaze. “Startin’... Tomorrow.” She scratched her chin in defeat.

Grabbing her friend back into a hug, Rarity whispered into AJ’s ear, “Don’t worry. If anything bad happens, I’ll tell you of it tomorrow.”

Applejack’s gaze turned back to Sombra once more. She used two fingers to point to her eyes, then to him, signing that she was keeping an eye on him. Once she was free from her friend’s grip, Applejack grudgingly left the boutique. A fragrant aroma wafted through the room as whatever Sombra was cooking smelled like it was just about done. Rarity’s stomach started to growl, signaling that Applejack had left at the perfect time. Sombra smiled and took her hand, slowly leading her upstairs.

Following him, Rarity ended up at a clothed table, a small feast already set up, with lit candles and all. There were two wine glasses with an unopened bottle of champagne. “My, my. Somepony sure went all out, didn’t they?” Rarity asked, one eyebrow raised.

“Not even the best is good enough for perfection.” He said in his soft, but deeply passionate voice as he brought her hand up and kissed it gently.

Blushing, Rarity waved her other hand at him, saying, “Oh… you’re too much, you flatterer. While I may be rather fine, I’m nowhere near perfection.”

“Blasphemy! I will not hear of such nonsense. I just wish to know of which God or Goddess created you, skin as smooth and perfect as the most expensive marble, crafted into utter beauty. A statue with hair weaved from the finest silk, softer than any fabric a pony could make. Your smile makes the sun want to rise, regardless of Celestia’s command. You are as flawless as a diamond of infinite facets. No one in the world could compare to the piece of heaven gracing this planet.” He said, yet again in his romantic and deeply loving tone as his hand caressed her cheek. “Anything less would simply be a lie.”

Her eyes going half-lidded, Rarity said, “Sombra, dear, flattery will get you everywhere…”

His eyes never broke hers, only faltering when their lips touched, bringing her to an entirely new realm of passion. Where her legs failed, Sombra stepped in, holding her tight, but gentle at the same time. His warm magic radiated around her, keeping her blissful state of mind further locked into reality as it aided in helping her stand.

Pulling back, Rarity smiled at him, saying, “Darling, while I love where this is going, I do believe we’ve a dinner waiting for us?”

“Of course, my dear.” He nodded, setting her gently down into one of the two chairs at the table. “I think you’ll enjoy the white bean soup. I believe its’ spices and vegetables are to your taste.” He added. She could see the carrots, celery, and white beans scattered about. The bowl itself was one she didn’t even know she owned, and everything in it seemed as if made by someone of culinary perfection.

“It looks absolutely delicious. Thank you, dear.” Rarity said with a smile. He took a seat across from her and took his own bowl of identical soup.

“Ladies first, I insist.” He motioned her onward. Blushing, she grabbed her spoon and ladled up a portion of it into her mouth, immediately entranced by the flavor.

“Oh my Celestia, Sombra! This is… this is quite possibly the best soup I’ve ever had!” She said, quickly eating more of the delicious concoction. Sombra simply smiled as he began eating as well, never taking his eyes off her.

After a few minutes, Rarity and Sombra had finished their soup, the bowls empty. “After such a delicious appetizer, I can’t wait to see what the entrae is.” Rarity said.

“Oh don’t worry, I plan to make this a night you’ll never forget. A night you’ll remember on days you may be… alone.” He teased with a sly grin, taking the bowls back into the kitchen and leaving her to contemplate on that thought, her face growing warmer by the minute. When he returned, it was with two plates. “Curried couscous with broccoli, feta, on a bed of rice.” He finished. Everything he said was there, drizzled with an orange sauce. “Hopefully it’s not too… spicy. I wouldn’t want to make you sweat before the night really starts…” He winked.

Rarity’s face began to heat up, thoughts of what is to come drifting through her head. She was unable to make eye-contact, simply glancing down at the plate and taking a bite. The delightful tingling of the sauce washed over her mouth, acting as a red carpet for the rainbow of flavors that the food contained. She closed her eyes and sighed peacefully and let her tongue savor the mouthwatering delicacy. He definitely went all out on this dinner. “Magnificent dear, simply the work of a master.” Rarity complimented. Sombra smiled further, taking a seat next to her and watching the tender unicorn eat.

“I could say the same.” He cooed gently. Rarity’s blush intensified, giggling quietly.

“Oh, stop it you.” She waved him away with, receiving a teasing wink in reply. “Really, though, this is some of the best curry I’ve ever had!”

“My compliments to the chef.” He joked.

“Humble, too.” She retorted, tittering.

“When you’re finished, I’ve prepared your chambers. I hope you find it quite… relaxing?”

“Is that so?” She asked, lowering her eyelids. “Well, I’m very nearly done, so I suppose we could go in right now, yes?” Getting up, she took the plates to the sink, putting them in a water-filled basin before turning to him.

“My lady.” He offered his arm to her.

Taking his offered arm, Rarity walked with him to her bedroom, stopping just before the door to look at him, staring into his eyes. He pulled her closer and gently kissed the tender flower holding onto him. Moaning into the kiss, she leaned into his hold. Sombra pulled away and gave a small kiss to her horn, whispering, “Lets’ not get carried away just yet.”

“Yes… I do need to see what you’ve done.” Rarity reasoned, turning and opening the door to a jaw-dropping sight. All across her bed were rose, petals, with candles strewn around her room, and in the corner sat her gramophone, softly playing a piece she’d heard by Octavia. “Sombra… my word, this is… oh, my…” She trailed off, looking back up at him. His only response was lifting her up and walking her slowly to the bed.

“Mmm… such strong arms you have, dear…” She said, wrapping her own around his neck.

“When’s the last time someone has taken proper care of your body?” He asked, lying down atop her as he set Rarity onto the bed.

“Assuming, darling, that you are talking about the last time I went to the spa, that would be a week ago. In fact, I was set to go again tomorrow!” She told him. He kissed her neck and ran his hands up her sides.

“Well, I’ll be your masseuse today.” He cooed gently.

“Are you, now? Well, I suppose it’s a good thing that, since I’m such a regular customer at the spa, I’ve bought some oils from them, too. Would you like to use any, or would you prefer just the feel of my skin by itself?” She asked.

“Oil, mmm… that sounds perfect.” Sombra smiled, picturing her naked body lathered in the slick liquid.

“It’s right in the shower, then. Would you like me to prepare myself by the time you get back?” She asked, looking up at him.

“If you prefer not getting your clothes wet.” He teased, standing up and heading to the bathroom. By the time he’d gotten back, Rarity had taken her clothes off, already laid out on the bed chest down. When she glanced back to him, she saw he had all but stripped as well, save for his underwear, which did absolutely nothing about his obvious arousal. “Shall we begin?”

“Whenever you’re ready, darling.”

Sombra walked back up to the bed, setting the oil down and sliding his hands around her back, letting the silky touch of her skin wash over him. He started placing kisses from the center of her back, and up towards her head, giving her body the worship it deserved.

“Ahhh… I don’t suppose that, along with being a king and a cook, you were a masseuse, also?” She asked, sighing out.

“I don’t need to be one to know how to treat a lady.” He retorted, pressing his fingers a little deeper into her back and inhaling the scent of her hair. Rarity let out a soft moan as his fingers reached a tender area just above her ass, rubbing it almost knowingly.

“Mmm… well? Aren’t you going to use the oil?” She asked, turning back to look at him with a sultry gaze.

“Of course, we’ll need it.” He hummed, flipping the top off and pouring some onto his hands. When they finally returned to her back, she was greeted with a cool touch that made her skin tingle.

“Oooh... “ She groaned out, arching her hips in response to the cool feel of it. His smile grew, sliding a hand down to her left cheek and digging his fingers into it, while his other hand stayed up by the sensitive spot he had discovered earlier. Her rear was very plush, fingers sinking in nearly an inch deep into the large cheeks, making her squeak from the unexpected pressure. “G-getting right t-toooo it, hmm?” she asked.

“You just feel a bit tight back here.” He added.

“Well, I would hope so!” She quipped.

“Oooh, quick to defend yourself. My apologies.” He snickered.

“Well, I have had to deal with m-many jabs in the past, so one could say I’ve grown accustomed to it.” She explained, groaning once more through the welcomed treatment of her body.

“Oh? So you’ve taken some ‘jabs’ in the past, interesting.” He teased, moving his hands up to the middle of her back.

Grinning slightly, she said. “Ahhh… yes, right there, yes, dear, this is not my first time around a stallion in bed… or a mare, to tell the truth.”

Sombra stopped momentarily before silently returning to the massage. Rarity giggled. “Have I surprised you, dear?”

“Surprised? Me? Hah!” Sombra laughed, pressing harder as he reached her shoulders.

“Nnnff… well, you did stop for a moment…” She said, biting her lip.

“Alright, maybe a little.” He admitted, his magic coming to life for a moment to slide his underwear down. His cock sprang out from its prison, the huge ‘scepter’ of his falling neatly in between her cheeks.

“Oh! Oooh… oh my… I can see why Rainbow was so shaken up, now…” She trailed off, feeling it still harden, lengthening even as she spoke. He climbed up and straddled her waist, massaging her sides gently, but deeply. She could feel some more liquid pouring onto her back, but she could guess it wasn’t oil. “Gods above, Sombra… what kind of blessing were you given at birth for that?” She asked. He ignored her, one hand leaving her back and grabbing the bottle of oil. She heard him pour some, but she didn’t feel it on her back. His hand ran up his shaft, slickening it up and making it glisten with the massage oil.

“Mmm… I’ll have you know, I have managed to take some fairly gifted stallions to bed before, but just from the sound and feel of that… monster… I can tell that I’m in for something amazing, tonight.” She said, shivering at the sound of him lubricating his cock.

“I don’t think you’ve been stretching enough, you’re very tense.” He added, both his hands returning to her skin, along with a third wet appendage slapping down roughly onto her back.

“Mmm… well, then, loosen me up…” She purred out. He slid back until his hands were back on her backside, except that this time they went lower, lathering up both her holes and teasing them softly.”Ahhh… it’s actually gotten to be quite a while since I’ve been with somepony…”

“Well now, that’s just not right.” He stated, slowly pushing his two fingers past her seemingly-unused pussy lips.

“G-guhh…” Rarity moaned out, her walls clenching on Sombra’s fingers, having not felt anything there for such a long time. He pushed his fingers deeper, stretching her lips as wide as his fingers could spread. “Ahhh… an internal massage, too?”

“Mm, we haven’t quite got to that part yet.” He chuckled, grinding his fingers around roughly.

“Ah!” She squealed out. His smile turned to an almost malevolent grin as a thumb slipped easily into her ass. “Fffuck… I’m not sure if I can handle your… impressive length… back there, dear. I’ve never even tried that with a stallion.”

“Fair enough.” Sombra mused, lifting her up by her pussy and ass like a glove around his hand. Groaning, she lifted her hips with him, easing off a bit from the pull. He rolled his hand around with her still stuck to him, tugging and rubbing harder and harder within her.

“Haahnn… S-Sombra… I think it’s time w-we, as you said, “get sweaty”...” Rarity panted out. He pulled his hand out, replacing it with an oozing, hot object pressing at her slit as his hands clamped down around her hips. “Naaah… g-go on…”

Sombra gave a low growl as he moved forward. She wanted to scream at the feeling of being stretched, and stretched, a feeling that just didn’t seem to end, almost making her want to beg him to stop, but the words simply escaped her. “Ngghh… “ She moaned, waiting for him to hilt inside of her… but it felt like every time she was expecting it to end, he pushed another inch of ever-expanding dick into her, soon enough getting so deep he was bulging her stomach out from the sheer size of his cock.

“That’s it, let’s loosen all those tense muscles. I think you’re being ripped off at the spa.” Sombra laughed quietly. Her walls were slowly stretching to the point where they couldn’t even tense, unable to milk him further. In fact, it was quite the opposite, seeming he was the only allowed to twitch and throb, giving her a feeling she had never experienced before.

Finally, she felt his hips hit hers, his testicles lightly tapping her clitoral hood at the same time. She felt so… full, even more than full, really, as if he had stuffed something much larger than his already-huge cock inside of her. “Still pretty tight. What are we gonna do with you?” Sombra hummed softly, massaging her ass roughly.

“Haaahh… m-maybe you should… push harder… it usually works in the s-spa…” Rarity breathily said.

“How crude.” He chuckled. Sombra, however, was eager to oblige, thrusting violently and sending her forward up the bed with a gasp.

“Ah! S-Sombra, I’m c-c-cumming!” Rarity screamed out, her snatch convulsing around his cock.

“Don’t let me stop you.” He sighed softly, giving her another rough push to help her orgasm along. She had to push hard against the headboard to prevent herself from hitting it, her hardening nipples scraping against the bedsheets and nearly making her faint from the sensations rocking her body.

“Nnn… h-harder…” She said,turning back to look at him with her hair covering her face. He grabbed her hands, her head falling into the sheets with a squeal of surprise. He held her arms for support and began to thrust in a more continuous manner, as his sack slapped wetly against her clit. “Oh s-sweet Celestia!” She shouted, bucking back against him. “Y-Yes! So… so deep!”

Each thrust forced her hips harder into the bed, smashing her clit into the soft, silky sheets. A few minutes passed, nothing being said except for Rarity’s squeaks and moans, matching up with Sombra’s deep grunts from the tight wetness around his length. The obscene slurping from the oil only made the mess they were making that much worse. He pulled her up to a sitting position, bouncing her high on his lap and making her breasts jiggle and flop around roughly with his increasingly hard poundings.

“Mmaah… u-use me… I love it, so h-hard…” She moaned out, a line of drool running down her front.

“Cum for me again.” Sombra groaned deeply, practically whispering it into her ear as he bit down onto her neck.

“HaaaaAA!” She shrieked out, once again shaking and gushing upon her “podium”.

“Dash didn’t quite get THIS treatment… I think she might be jealous.” Sombra chuckled with another particularly rough thrust, literally starting to manhandle her up and down his cock, up and down like a glorified cock-sleeve. “Ahhh yes… I think we’re getting close to dessert.” He growled, his length seeming to swell as the head flared out deep inside her.

“G-go on… cum, cum inside m-me… fill me with it…”

“As you wish.” He said in almost a whisper, feeling his burning lust already building below him as it formed in his shaft. She let out surprised gasp as the feeling of his liquids starting to pump impatiently into her.

“Nnggh… s-so muuch... “ Rarity moaned out, once again orgasming on Sombra’s shaft, the thick liquid beginning to force itself into her womb, his flare not letting any of it escape.

“Mm yes… all for you.” He shivered, holding her hips tightly to his and peppering her neck with kisses as her gut gurgled with his love. Her eyes glanced down, seeing the fat cock-bulge running up her body start to expand, rounding out with the spunk filling her uterus. Sombra took ahold of her breasts, gripping and pulling them roughly.

“G-gods above… it’s still not stopping…” Rarity said nearly a minute later, pausing in her moans for a brief moment of clarity. Her thoughts were clouded once again as he gave another particularly hard thrust, bouncing her up and back down to his hilt. At this point, her stomach had reached a ludicrous size, nearing that of a jiggly watermelon under her skin, ever-so-slowly growing with each pulse of Sombra’s cock.

“So, was this day all you had hoped for?” Sombra chuckled, his orgasm finally slowing to a stop.

“A-all I wanted… and more…” She moaned out. The warmth of his orgasm seemed to seep into her body, heating her completely from the inside. Rarity shivered as she felt the purple tar start to ooze out around his cock and onto the bed. “Nnnff… n-now… I suppose we rest... “ She trailed off.

“We could…” Sombra mused, slowly starting to lift her up. Groaning, Rarity once again looked down, watching as he started to slide out of her snatch, her huge cum-gut following it down. He stopped with the tip being the only thing keeping it in, releasing her and watching her slide back down slowly.

“Wh-what?”

“Or... we could go for round two.” He suggested, her slow descent back down forcing the cum back to its’ proper place.

“Ah! Y-you can’t be seeeerious…” She said, rolling her eyes up into her head. The moment she hit cock-bottom, he lifted her up again and let her slowly sink back down.

“Well, if you want to stop, just say so.” Sombra added, bouncing her with a thrust the moment she hit his hips, sending her back up.

“Kuh… s-s-stoooop… te-ack!” She started, cut off by a forceful thrust from Sombra.

“Sorry, couldn’t quite hear you dear.” He apologized, slamming her down with his hands before pushing her back up with another thrust.

“I-I… you scaaah!” She screamed out, once again cut off by Sombra’s “scepter” slamming into her. He stood up slowly, carrying her on his cock towards the bathroom, but never letting up on the continued thorough fucking he was giving her. “Whuuuh… what’re y-you dooooing…” She said, drooling from the feelings down below.

“Do they often treat you to a mud bath at the spa?” He inquired, walking toward the bathtub. Her feet dangled just above the floor, her body barely noticing the added throbbing of his swelling shaft as each step made her cum-belly wobble obscenely.

“Y-y-yes… but what a-are you get… no. N-no, you can’t be s-serious!” She nearly shouted, feeling another orgasm well up inside of her as she realized what was about to happen. He stepped into the tub and sat down, his sack quivering as more of his royal seed started to pour out.

“Just relax, you’ll enjoy this.” He comforted her as the liquid inside her grew hotter with the added dose.

“Urg… I… I-I w-w-want it…” She panted out. “I-I want you to… to c-cover me in your spunk, bathe m-me in it, drown me in i-it…”

“Dear, why do you think we’re here?” Sombra laughed, his second orgasm pouring from her and slowly filling up the tub with its’ thick, muddy texture. “Lets’ begin, shall we?”

Three Hours Later:

There was a loud *knock* on the door of Rarity’s boutique, a voice from outside calling, “Rarity? Are ya in there?”

The cow-pony was met with no response, something that brought a spike of concern to her gut. She opened the door, seeing it was unlocked. The first floor was silent, leaving her alone with the gentle moans from upstairs. Her eyes narrowed, and she rushed in, taking the stairs up two-by-two. Almost immediately, she arrived at the bathroom door, slamming it open to gasp at the sight on the other side.

Laying in the bathtub was a sleeping Rarity, neck-deep in a tub of purple… something… something that looked very fam-

“SOMBRA!!!” Applejack roared out.

“Are you ready for our date?” Sombra’s deep, bassy voice made her heart jump up to her throat. “You did say you would be keeping an eye on me. I’m looking forward to it...”