Author's Note

Chapter 11 is done. Chapter 10 (the one after this one) is about a third done, but it’s short.

Helter Skelter

“Well do you, don't you want me to make you?
I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer
Look out! - Helter skelter…”

-Helter Skelter,
Lennon & McCartney

Twilight looked down at her friends and giggled. Rarity sat there just staring and made no attempt at hiding her desire. Fortunately, being closest to Twilight, none of the others saw her lurid leer.

Twilight, trying to get a sublte read on Applejack, didn’t notice.

Dash was unaccustomed to seeing any pony dressed (or undressed?) like this, so the sight of sweet little Twilight Sparkle standing there dressed like that, blushing and giggling, left the cyan pegasus in a state of awe. Her wings slowly began to unfold as her young body started to connect with her subconscious desire. Dash was not fond of being told what to do, even by her body, The idea of always being in control was important as was being the best, which included being the hottest. (Rarity notwithstanding). As a result of this dynamic a familiar part of who she was surfaced. Competitiveness. She looked down at her worn Wonderbolt flannel pajamas then up at Twilight. “Hey Twi - so what’s with that little getup?” Dash asked, trying not to sound defensive.

Twilight slowly let her ears fall and looked at Rainbow with big sad eyes. “What’s the matter, don’t you like it?” she asked with a little pout. Then turning around she looked at her body as though admiring it or seeking a flaw, then back down at Dash.

Twilight Sparkle’s pout was never used to manipulate. Well rarely, for it possessed incredible power and when employed never failed to grant her instant forgiveness - including the time when she was very young and thought it would be nice to surprise a certain sleeping monarch by taking some scissors and trimming her tail… In an intimate setting, it was quite a thing to behold but a pouting Twilight Sparkle, adorned in a sheer Babydoll was utterly devastating. She looked down as though scolded, then looked up with her pout turned up to 11.

“Should I take it off?” she asked demurely.

Fluttershy’s wings popped up so hard they made a sound.

A string of drool fell from the corner of Rarity's mouth.

Rainbow Dash fought to keep her wings from spreading, but in the end, she was no match for her libido.

Pinkie sidled up to Rarity, “Isn’t that from your shop?”

“Uh-huh” the unicorn answered staring dumbly.

“Bet you never dreamed you’d see Twilight in it.”

“You’d lose that bet…” Rarity mumbled, still utterly transfixed.

Twilight stood and sauntered down the stairs, hips swaying softly, and walked up to Rainbow Dash.

“You know Rainbow, it’s not what the pony is wearing, it’s the pony that’s wearing it...” she cooed and gave her a little nuzzle.

With her muzzle she hit Dash’s tickle spot and sent the pegasus into a short giggling laugh. Suddenly every pony was laughing, including Twilight.

“Did you do all this on purpose?” Dash asked.

Twilight giggled, “I sure did. It was my way of showing you that I’m not the only one that is easy to play. You just need the right kind of, uh, bait. So now who’s the one that’s so easy to play?”

Rainbow turned bright red. “Good one Twilight. You catch on fast.”

“I do happen to read more than just books about magic you know…”

“You gotta show me that section of the library, Twilight,” Dash said with a horny grin. ”That’s some studying I could so get into, as long as you give me the final...and make it an oral exam.”

“Rainbow!!” Twilight exclaimed, “Must you always?”

“Every time I get the chance...”

Twilight smiled and rolled her eyes, “So, where’d Applejack go?”

Fluttershy looked around, “Oh, um, I think she went into the kitchen to get you some pie and ice cream.” The young Pegasus had recovered from her initial reaction and her wings were slowly folding.

Twilight scowled then went into the kitchen and found her friend in there cutting a piece of pie.

“Hi AJ. so what do you think?”

The blonde pony smiled and looked at her quickly before turning away., “It’s real cute Twi. I was trying not to laugh in there at all the others. I knew you were just having a little fun with them.” Applejack put the pie up on a shelf and covered it.

“But do you like it? Do you think it makes me look, well, you know...”

“It’s really nice and you look great in it,” she answered quickly, her head in the freezer now, looking for the ice cream.

“Thanks.”

Applejack leaned into the ice cream and dug out a scoop, carefully placing it on the slice of pie. She suddenly grimaced.

“Applejack, are you okay?”

“Oh, yeah Twi, just a cramp,” she said, paying close attention to putting the lid back on the ice cream tub. “So, what made you decide to wear that?”

“I didn’t have anything at home so I went to the Carousel Boutique. I thought maybe something nice would be fun. This is my first slumber party. Do you like it? It has this top and then it has these little panties with a hole for my tail. I admit it’s not exactly slumber party wear. I didn’t mean to buy this, actually, I thought I was buying something else.”

“Well that’s something else alright.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, it’s gonna make some stallion crazy one day.” Applejack said, her back still to Twilight.

Twilight went up and with a silly grin asked, “Does it make you crazy?”

The blonde earth pony sighed. She stopped washing the ice cream scoop and turned around, facing Twilight. She drew in a deep breath and sighed, “Twilight, there’s somethin’ I gotta tell-”

“Twilight Sparkle!!” Rarity called out as she entered the kitchen, “What ever possessed you to purchase that? It happens to be the most alluring, provocative, and sensual piece I sell, That’s why it’s in the back of the shop. I cannot tell you how flattered I am that you chose to wear it - especially out in public! I must say I thought it was quite, well, as I say alluring when I saw it on the model, but on you, it’s utterly stunning.”

“Thank you Rarity. Oh, I didn’t have enough money to pay for it, so let me know what I owe you…”

“Please darling! I’m sure we can work out something later…”

“Hey, sexpot- what do you want to do after we finish dessert?” Rainbow Dash asked as she strutted into the kitchen. “Feel like a game of charades?”

Rarity smiled, “Rainbow, darling, char-ahds sounds simply lovely, however I arranged to have some pieces from the shop sent here with the idea that we might put on a little fashion show for each other.”

“Sounds like fun Rares - I’m down with it. Where are the clothes?”

“I’m not sure. Applejack? Whatever became of the box that I had sent her from the boutique?”

“I think Big Mac put it in the front closet,” Applejack said, walking out to the hall and opening the closet door, “lemme see… Yep, here we are.”

“Oh wonderful! So let me explain how this little game works. If you’ll look in the box you’ll notice all those paper bags. Each bag contains an outfit. You may notice they’re all stapled shut. Here is the game: we are going to build a small stage and runway, then with the curtain and rod that are packed here we’ll have a place to make our entrances. Then, each of us will select a bag, go behind the curtain. We then open the bag and put on whatever outfit find there and come out from between the curtains to model it. I have no idea what my assistant chose, but it should be very interesting. It will be a big surprise to both the model and the audience!”

Applejack and Fluttershy looked at each other worriedly “Um, well, I guess…” the yellow pegasi said uncertainly. Then she took a big swig of cider.

Applejack raised an eyebrow, “So even if we don’t want to wear it we still gotta?”

“YA STILL GOTTA!!” said Rainbow with a laugh.

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“NO WAY!! I am NOT wearing this!!” Rainbow Dash’s voice carried far and wide from behind the curtain. “I CAN HEAR YOU LAUGHING OUT THERE APPLEJACK!!”

“Well you did say ‘you gotta!’ Or don’t that apply to you?”

“I don’t care! I am NOT wearing THIS!” The voice from behind the curtain yelled.

“Okay, hang on there sugarcube, I'll trade ya…” Applejack stood and started to walk around behind the curtain.

“Uh-uh,” Rarity corrected, “Rainbow Dash, first you must return your outfit to the bag and fold it. Then you shall bring it out here and make the trade. I’ll have you know this is highly irregular and not at all in keeping with the spirit of the rules, however, in this case, I’ll make an exception.”

“Gee, thanks,” Rainbow muttered as she came out from behind the curtain. The two ponies exchanged bags and Dash returned behind the curtain. A tearing of paper was heard.

“ALRIGHT!! THIS IS AWESOME!!” Dash cried out from behind the curtains, “Hang on girls and prepare to be amazed!”

“I really don’t have the slightest idea as to what it could be. Unless…”

“Ready!” the call came out from back stage. The lights went dim, except for spotlights from Rarity and Twilight’s horns. They stood behind the others and shone their lights on the little stage.

Rainbow Dash stepped out in a sheer tight shiny lycra body suit. It was Rarity’s take on the Wonderbolt’s uniform and by all accounts it was quite an improvement. It clung to every part of Rainbow Dash’s body like a second skin. For the first time that night Rarity stopped glancing at Twilight. Dash’s curves, not always evident, were on full display and the sight of her flexing muscles were drawing the attention of everypony. Dash snapped her tail back and forth as she strutted down the “runway” and back. Fluttershy blushed as her wings began to open again. Pinkie’s fork stopped in mid-bite. Applejack’s tail began to snap back and forth as she stared. It was said to be a sign of arousal.

Twilight watched Applejack's reaction and clenched her jaw.

Rarity smiled with more than simple admiration, “I must say Dashie, I never imagined that outfit looking so…”

“Awesome?”

“Well I suppose one could use that adjective, however, I had something a little more stimulating in mind…”

“You look AMAZING!!!” Pinkie exclaimed. “That looks like it was painted on you!”

“Yeah, it feels like it too, and it feels kinda good. It's so tight. It goes right up into my-”

“SOOOOOOO Rainbow, you look just like a Wonderbolt!” Twilight interrupted, “only better!”

“Oh my goodness Rainbow Dash, you look like you were meant to wear that. “

“Thank you Fluttershy, I've always thought that being a Wonderbolt was my destiny.”

“I wasn't talking about the Wonderbolts, I was talking about you. You look so...nice.”

Rainbow walked to the end of the runway, stopped in front of the lavender unicorn and snapped her tail. “Well Twilight? Too amazed to speak? Kinda puts that little number you were wearing to shame - wouldn’t you say?”

“Yeah, well, whatever. You look great. Who’s next? Applejack? How about Applejack?”

“Aw shucks Twilight, let Fluttershy or Pinkie Pie go next.”

“No!” Twilight’s voice was a bit more stern than she’d intended. “I mean, why not you? We’re all wondering what Dash was so adamant about not wearing.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow chuckled, “You show ‘em AJ!”

The blonde earth pony glared at her. “Thanks, Rainbow.”

“No problem farm girl!”

Applejack stood up and slogged backstage. The sound of the bag being opened was followed by a huge sigh. “Great, just great”

Rainbow Dash squealed in delight.

“What is it Rainbow?!” Twilight demanded.

“You’ll see soon enough…”

Sounds of rustling fabric was heard. It was quite a while before Applejack announced that she was ready.

The lights went dim and the spotlights hit the curtain.

Applejack walked out.

Rainbow started laughing, but nopony else did. They gasped and stared. As Dash got a better look at Applejack, her laughter stalled and died.

“Oh my heavens Applejack, you-you look gorgeous!” Rarity said without thinking.

Nopony else said a word, they just watched as Applejack walked down the runway, their heads turning as she passed them. Fluttershy let out a sound usually reserved for when she saw puppies and kittens. Pinkie’s smile trembled emotionally as Applejack passed her.

Slowly, her eyes cast down, the earth pony walked down the runway toward Twilight, who was absolutely frozen to the spot, unable to breathe and unwilling to blink.

For the construction of this piece, Rarity had chosen the finest white silk and satin, picked the most perfect pearls, selected the purest taffeta, picked and dried the most delicate baby’s breath, and hand sewn every stitch.

Including the veil.

Twilight watched as Applejack approached her, wearing the most beautiful, yet sweetest wedding dress that she, or any of the ponies, had ever seen. Her heart racing now, Twilight gazed through the delicate veil, vaguely aware of the baby’s breath that adorned it and framed those green eyes and with every ounce of strength the young unicorn fought the urge to imagine standing across from this pony one day, vowing to cherish her and protect her, support her and to love her forevermore.

Thoughts of seeing her walk down that aisle alone, without her father there to give her away broke Twilight’s heart. It was almost impossible to keep her composure and the little pony found herself losing the fight.

Applejack, her face solemn, looked up into Twilight’s eyes.

“Well?”

Twilight fought the fierce pain in her throat and finally she was barely able to whisper, “You really do look lovely.”

“Thanks, sugarcube.” Applejack said with a little smile. She took a step back and walked around Twilight, examining her provocative bedroom wear. She looked back at Twilight, her voice utterly sincere and said,. “You really do look lovely too…” then finished with a loud, “Ya little hottie!!” and hip-checked the unsuspecting unicorn.

The tension in the air was broken as all the ponies started laughing and Pinkie brought the lights up. Twilight quickly turned away, finally unable to stem the tears. “How about more pie?” she managed to call out as she headed for the kitchen.

“Make mine with vanilla ice cream this time,” called out Pinkie. She then turned to Applejack and the rest, “I wish I’d known, I’d have brought a wedding cake!” she laughed as she followed Twilight into the kitchen.

The lavender unicorn already had her head deep in the freezer.

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Re-assembled in front of the stage, they waited for Pinkie to emerge. Twilight kept glancing at Applejack’s back, but she didn’t look back at her once.

Pinkie lept out from behind the curtain and performed a flawless grand jeté, while dressed in a pink tutu a black ninja mask and a mustache. After a brief pause to acknowledge the cheers of her friends, she stood and pirouetted down the runway to a fresh round of applause.

“Pinkie! Honestly! That mustache is not part of the ensemble!” Rarity said, trying not to laugh.

Twilight, along with the others, whistled and cheered her, thrilled to distance her emotions from the wrenching experience earlier. Pinkie took several deep bows and Dash dropped rose petals on her from above.

Next Rarity emerged, sauntering down the runway in dark blue, sequined covered, skin tight gown. Pinkie produced a saxophone from some unknown dimension and began to play a serious vamp. All the ponies whistled and gave catcalls. Rarity smiled seductively as she went up to Twilight, took her in her arms and dipped her. Twilight, always a good sport, blushed and played along.

Fluttershy was last

She emerged from behind the curtain. Her back legs were adorned in black patent leather boots, around her middle she wore a black leather corset, and on her forelegs were laced leather gloves. She wore a black mask over her eyes.

She also carried a whip.

Apparently, the mask did more than hide her face from her friends, it hid her inhibitions as well.

*CRACK!*

“Hello girls…” she said, her voice a frighteningly evil purr. “I hope you’ve all been be-having”

*CRACK!*

“Mistress Fluttershy is here and I understand that you have all been very naughty!”

Rainbow Dash, her jaw and eyes frozen open, landed softly,

The leather boots creaked ominously in the menacing silence as she approached the trembling Pegasus. “Dashie Dashie Dashie, you have been very bad, haven’t you? You broke the rules of our little game, didn’t you?”

The rest of the ponies held their collective breath, hoping not to be noticed.

“Such a baaaad pony.”

*CRACK!*

“Baaad Dashie, Very bad Dashie!” Fluttershy hissed as she raised the whip high. Then she paused. “Well it’s lucky for you that Applejack looked so beautiful in that wedding dress, or Mistress Fluttershy would have to teach you what happens when you don’t follow the rules.”

“I-I-I’m s-s-sorry Mistress Fluttershy,” Dash said, eyes wide in terror, her voice trembling.

“That’s better.”

*CRACK!*

“AHHH!” screamed Dash.

“Mistress Fluttershy didn’t even whip you!”

“I-I was practicing?”

“Good.” she turned to her friends. "And that goes for the rest of you! Just behave and I won’t come hide in your closets, waiting for you to return from the shower, all dripping wet and relaxed. That’s when whinny here likes to come out and make her cracking sound against wet pony fur.” Fluttershy paused, then gave the evilest grin Dash had ever seen, “You know she can raise welts like nopony else,” she hissed again. “So if I were you, I’d be good.”

With that Fluttershy turned and her patent leather boots creaking, walked slowly up the walkway and through the curtains.

Rarity stared at the red curtain, swallowed, her white cheeks now a deep red offered hopefully, if quietly,. “I’ve been a bad pony…”

Moments later Fluttershy emerged, looking as sweet and meek as she had before going behind the curtain...

“Um, hi everypony, who’s next?”

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Twilight once again modeled her lingerie, and while it was impressive, only one of the ponies seemed to enjoy it. Twilight and four of her five friends were still reeling from the effects of Mistress Fluttershy.

Applejack stood up and stretched. “Well, I reckon it’s time for all good ponies to go to bed.”

“Hey, this is a slumber party! Who wants to be good?!” demanded Rainbow. Everypony immediately looked at Fluttershy. She just smiled sweetly.

“Uhhhhh, on second thought, I think we all better hit they hay,” Dash corrected.

“Well, I’m going out for a little fresh air before I go to bed. It’s sort of a ritual with me. Twilight? Would you care to join me?”

“Thank’s Rarity, but I really want to get into to bed.” she yawned.

“Goodness, aren’t we the eager beaver!”

“Yeah, I guess so.” was the puzzled response.

“Well go on up, I’ll joi- I mean I’ll be going to bed soon myself. Goodnight all…” Rarity smiled and went out into the warm summer night.

As the five ponies approached the stairs, they all stepped aside to let a puzzled Fluttershy go first. “Oh - um, well, okay…” she said.

“Now, does everypony remember their rooms?” Asked Applejack.

“Yes,”

“Uh-huh”

“Yeah boss”

“Yes, thank you Applejack.”

“Well, that’s dandy. I’ll see you all in the morning for buckwheat pancakes!”

Twilight watched wordlessly as Applejack turned around, walked down the hall, went into Granny Smith’s room and slowly closed the door, never looking back. She sighed and turned then walked down the hall into Big Mac’s room.