Entering Carousel Boutique, the first thing Apple Bloom noticed was that the proprietor was not around. Hearing some giggles from the kitchen, the young mare ventured into the room where she her two closest friends chatting away over a bottle of red wine, the unicorn of the pair spotting her immediately. “Apple Bloom. where have you been, darling,” Sweetie Belle asked, her voice a clear indication of the poshness level of her chosen trade school, and sounding very much like her older sister.
“Well, with the damage mah brother and that dang night princess made, Ah been right busy fxin’ stuff,” Apple Bloom replied, sighing as she sat in the empty seat and shooting Sweetie Belle an appreciative smile as glass of wine was slid in front of her in a green aura. “Jus’ what Ah need right now.”
As she was drinking, Apple Bloom realised that Scootaloo had been unusually quiet, and a glance at the pegasus revealed her to be rather rosy cheeked already. Apple Bloom said nothing, turning to Sweetie Belle as she slid into the chair next to her.
“So tell me, any colts caught your eye yet?” Sweetie asked, smiling coyly at Apple Bloom.
“Nah, Ah’ve been too busy fer that sorta thing,” she replied with a shrug. “An’ even then, Ah... Ah wouldn’t know what to do.”
“Well, don’t worry darling, I’ve invited some of our old school friends over, we’ll soon sort that out.” Sweetie Belle frowned as her friend’s expression changed to one of worry, and she wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. “If you want to just cuddle with one, that;s fine too. But how about we get you… used to it before they arrive?”
“Used… to it?” Apple Bloom asked with a raised eyebrow. Sweetie Belle just gave her a wink and got up, motioning her two friends to follow and leading them up to the loft. The unicorn moved towards a pile of boxes, looking them over and choosing just one. When she placed it in front of her friends, Apple Bloom read the side of the box. “‘Mare-Do-Well costumes, Stay Out! Uh, Sweets, should we be touching this?”
“If it wasn’t meant to be used, it shouldn’t be stuffed up here,” Sweetie Belle replied, opening the lid to reveal the costumes worn by her sister’s friends many years ago, and Apple Bloom was unsure how they’d help her. At least until Sweetie Belle tipped the box over and the suits fell out, making Apple Bloom’s eyes go wide at what was attached on the inside.
Attached to the crotch was a long, semi-solid rendition of a stallion’s member, with an object shaped like a spherical spade, and there was only one place it could go. Apple Bloom reached out and touched the suit, surprised to find it cold to the touch, but she still took in her hooves all the same. She looked over as Scootaloo slipped into her suit easily, a large grin on her face.
"Does your sister make make everything like this?" Apple Bloom inquired, moving her hoof and watching the toys attached to the suit flop around. She remembered sexual education, that was years ago now, watching a stallion snog a mare was uncomfortable, thinking that she was made for such a scary thing.
"Yeah…" Sweetie paused between grunts, laying on her front hooves and wincing slightly as the toys penetrated her marehood. "Some of the best stuff is…" Another pause as she drew in a painful gasp. "Some of the best stuff is like this. Once it’s all in…" Another wince and she lifted to kick a rear hoof. "… all in, it’s quite fun. You get used to it."
"Ah dunno. These seem like they was for somepony else." Bloom looked over to Sweetie, who was tucking her tail away and doing up the zipper that ran from the neck down to the base of her tail, relieved to have pushed past the pain and was now basking in the pleasure.
"Nope, these were tucked away. Haven’t been used in years. I figure they are free game," Sweetie said while holding the hood open with her hooves. She licked her lips in anticipation for the large ball concealed inside the hood.
Apple Bloom was hesitant, both of her friends seemed to be enjoying themselves. Scootaloo had a thousand mile stare while rocking gently back and forth on her flank, the thick rubber of the suit grasping the floor and slowly pulling the toys in and out. "Doesn’t that feel weird?" Bloom asked.
"It feels awesome…." The pegasus replied, her tongue rolling out of her head and dribbling saliva down into the hood. The lights were on, but nopony was home at this point, she was lost to the call of her body’s need.
"All… right." Bloom grinned with all the honesty of a lawyer, "I’ll try it. But if I don’t like it, I want to get out."
Sweetie nodded her head as it was swallowed by latex, her suit was fully on and she lifted Bloom into the air. The earth pony gave a gasp of surprise as she felt something liquid drip onto her rump, and she turned around to see a bottle of clear fluid in Sweetie’s magic. “This’ll help, trust me,” the unicorn said, holding the spare outfit below the hovering Apple Bloom.
"C-careful now!" Apple Bloom stuttered as she tried to avoid the toys like a punji pit that would skewer her though. Sweetie guided her friend slowly down into the suit, her hooves stretching the outer walls and then hugging her tight. The stiff cool latex warmed quickly, and the hug across her limbs wasn’t that bad. She wouldn’t admit it, but it was a very lovely feeling.
Scootaloo, who now had her hood over her head, was helping her stand. The new sensation was overwhelming and she was left with rubbery legs, pun not intended. The thick latex was a warm hug across her torso and as she slipped her neck through the hole, she became entranced with the idea of wearing the entire ordeal. If just the chest and hooves felt this good over her fur, the rest must have been glorious!
She didn’t notice that her pink bow had been removed, but she did feel the hood stretch over her head. The large red rubber ball inside pushed her mouth open and finally snapped in behind her teeth. Harsh screeches pulsed against her as the rubber squeaked tight around her head. Light filtered in through the clear coloured lenses, allowing her to see with clarity and her hurried breath huffed through the nose holes.
Most of the suit was on now, just the… things that went inside her. She was hesitant as the chest of the suit grew tight. She moved her hooves nervously, recalling the scenes where the stallion penetrated the mare; it looked absolutely painful.
Lightning pulsed across her brain as the large toy brushed past her glistening lips, sending a shudder through her entire body, nearly causing her to collapse, but Scoots caught her and lifted her back upright. The unflared head parted her deep yellow opening. She was glad that ball was there, as her teeth would have shattered from the sheer force put on them.
The toy slipped inside with ease, causing a chasm of pleasure to open up. Her rear hoof was lifted and started to make small rowing motions as the girth spread her innards wide, racking her brain with a previously unfelt glow of pleasure. Her flesh easily stretched wide to accommodate the load, too easily. This was what she was afraid of, pure heaven entering her body? Then why did the mares in the film look pained?
All thoughts cleared her head as it began to swim in pure lust. The world seemed brighter, even through the colored lenses, everything felt so… alive inside her. Liquid hot magma pulsed through her veins and right into her part, the toy driving deeper only made it worse, but yet… better.
A sharp pain hit her, the other toy, but it passed as soon as it arrived. The open portion of the suit closed up and she was left feeling completely compressed and full. Bloom was blushing under the hood. It was going to be hard to break it to anypony that her first sexual encounter was at the grip of a rubber suit.
She did as she saw Scootaloo do and sit down to rock back and forth. If it weren’t for the stifling ball in her muzzle, she would have been cooing in delight as the toys rocked back and forth inside her. Celestia! This was amazing! Scootaloo and Sweetie pulled her from the ground and the three walked from the loft side by side, the latex squeaking against their thighs, lust spilling from each of them as the thick material rubbed their parts and moved the toys deep inside them.
Cutie marks or not at their age, this was more fun than anything else they had done before. Apple Bloom just wanted to crusade like this all the time!
It had been around an hour since they entered the suits, the three young mares having since long abandoned walking around and becoming a pile of limbs on the floor, grinding themselves over each other to help with the pleasure.
Now though they were all sat up, back against Sweetie Belle's bed, muffled whimpers filling the room each time one of them shifted slightly. Even through the thick latex, Apple Bloom heard the door to the room open, and thought back to her unicorn friend's earlier statement. Ah wonder who she invited...
"Sweetie Belle!" came a female voice, causing the trio to spook and try to hide. This of course just stimulated them further, and they collapsed to the floor in writhing, moaning messes. "How dare you go through my things! Especially this stuff!"
Sweetie Belle's muffled answer was lost on Rarity, who lifted the three in her magic and trotted out of the room, heading downstairs. "If you three wish to play, then play we shall!" Thanks to the clear lenses, the girls could see Rarity's every action, and they all wondered why they were being taken into the basement, a room they hadn't even noticed before.
Their answer soon came, all of them looking around with wide eyes at what was inside; a large wooden table with cuffs attached to a barrel, a wooden 'X' in one corner, a chair with a hole cut in the middle of the seat, and several other strange contraptions. "Seeing as you must have been the one to get these clothes out, you can go first, my dear sister."
A muffled protest filled the room as the younger unicorn was floated over to the wooden table and set on her back, a cuff locking itself to each hoof. “Now, we can’t have you getting free before your time, can we?” Rarity asked as she slipped a gold ring onto her sister’s horn, the green glow that had begun to build dissipating immediately. “And finally…” Moving to the head of the table, Rarity grasped the barrel and began to turn it, slowly stretching Sweetie Belle out until she was pulled taut.
Turning away from her sister, Rarity eyed the two other mares in her magic, giving a thoughtful hum. “Now then, who should be next?” Rarity was a little taken aback when Scootaloo raised her forehoof, waving it to make sure she was noticed. “Very well, let’s see what we shall do with you.”
Taking the pegasus, Rarity approached the seat, sitting Scootaloo down in it. She was quickly strapped down, one across her chest, her forehooves to the arm rests, and her hind legs apart. Satisfied the young pegasus was secure, Rarity turned to the last remaining free mare, looking between her and the large wooden X in the corner. “No… I think we’ll do something different with you.”
Apple Bloom let out a little whimper as she was forced to sit down and the toys pushed a little deeper, but she didn’t have time to enjoy it as she was gently pushed onto her back. Rarity took all of Apple Bloom’s hooves in her magic and pulled them together, using a strap to keep them in place.
“And for a final lesson…” From a box to the side came three long white items in Rarity’s magic, the three bound mares watching with interest. The elder mare took her time, securing one device to each the outside of each suit, placed right on the base of the dildos, a long cable trailing from each to an electrical socket in the wall. “Enjoy yourselves, girls, I’ll be back down in a couple of hours for you. Ta ta!”
Rarity headed towards the stairs, her magic turning the lights off and switching the sockets on as she closed the door. The basement was filled with moans of forced pleasure almost instantly, the powerful devices vibrating strong against the mares’ crotches.
Apple Bloom rolled around on the floor, trying to get her hooves free so she could turn off the torturous item.
Sweetie Belle tensed her legs as her body clenched up, her eyes scrunched shut under the hood as the stimulation grew to new heights for her.
Scootaloo simply tried to move the vibrator to a position that would give her more pleasure.
From her new position, Apple Bloom had a good view of Carousel Boutique’s showroom. Or she would have had it not been for the new outfit she was wearing. Like the previous suit, it was made of latex and yellow in colour with black stripes that ran down her legs and down the sides, covered her whole body except for her crotch and nostrils, her mouth this time gagged by a large ring.
She was the last to be dressed, having watched Scootaloo eagerly get into a similar outfit, hers black in colour, and Sweetie Belle in burgundy. They had each been bound differently as well, the pegasus sat on a chair with her forehooves tied behind the backrest and her rear hooves had been lifted into the air, tied against her shoulders. Sweetie Belle was on her back, forelegs tied tightly to the side of her body and her hind legs folded against her body; she was then suspended by several lengths of rope, leaving her gently swinging in the air.
Then there was Apple Bloom, whose neck and forehooves were locked into stocks, her hind hooves cuffed and spread apart, leaving her fully exposed. To outside observers, it would look very alarming, but the truth of the matter is that it was all consensual. In the kitchen, which from her position Apple Bloom could hear but it was just muffled sounds, Rarity was giving her sister’s guests the rules that had been agreed upon.
It was mere moments later the Apple Bloom felt herself being the centre of a few ponies stares, and she took a deep breath as the scent of a stallion came closer. “Uh… wow. I was wondering why Sweetie invited us all.” Still slightly muffled, Apple Bloom recognised the voice, her old coltfriend from school, Pipsqueak. “Well… let’s get started then.”
The first thing Apple Bloom noticed as she felt the stallion come closer was a musky scent, and it made her want to close her thighs together around her own hoof, but of course this was impossible. Her eyes widened inside the hood as she felt something pass her lips, followed by something hard and round pressing against her tongue.
So this is what a cock tastes like… it ain’t so bad Ah gue… Her thoughts were cut off as she felt another stallion settle on her back, feeling his tip probing at her entrance. She briefly wondered why that was all he did and pushed back in eagerness, the action being enough to spur him into action, a muffled moan coming from the mare as the stallion pushed deep into her.
Her active mind shut down completely as she lost herself to the pleasure, going round after round with the young stallions that had come, even if she didn’t know how many there were or if each of her partners that night were all different or ponies coming back for seconds. What she did know is that she loved every minute of it, every tiny drop of cum that graced her tongue, was shot down her throat, and every shaft that got buried deep in her pussy and rump, sliding back and forth, both hard and fast and slow and soft, before the load was blown deep inside of her.
Eventually though, as with all good things, the night had to end, and Apple Bloom collapsed into a mess when she was finally released. She felt the laces of her hood loosen, scrunching her eyes as she expected them to be flooded with bright light, but the room was mostly dark with a few candles providing a soft light.
Shakily sitting up, she took a look at the front of her hood, giving a giggle at the amount of cum that covered it. Looking up, she saw she was in front of one of the mirrors, spreading her legs to see her crotch completely covered, with cum slowly dripping from her cunt and ass.
Looking over at her friends, a plan began to form in her mind, but she would talk to them about it tomorrow. Right now, she simply wanted to go home, shower, and get to bed. Finding the strength to standing, the earth pony mare left the boutique, basking in the lust filled stares of the stallions of Ponyville, who easily caught the scent of her activities.
Jus’ you wait fellas… jus’ you wait.
Author's Note
Yeah... so that happened... For the pic, look up artist;Doombrus and Mare Do Well on derpibooru.
Look for an epilogue soon, which will feature AB's idea... and the other two tagged ponies.
