"Snrk, snn... bwa heh heh heh ha!"
Rarity's eyelid twitched slightly.
"Ah, ah'm sorry, ah'm sorry, Rares.... Ah just.... heh, aheh, ahahaha!"
Applejack leaned heavily against the interior wall of Carousel Boutique, the support of the structure the only thing keeping the giggling cowpony on her feet. She'd been going for at least a good three minutes now. To her small credit, the farmer had instantly agreed to keep Rarity's secret as soon as she'd walked in on the awkward scene, even volunteering to keep the unicorn company while Twilight ran to the spa for another batch of poison joke remedy, but Rarity was beginning to wish her dearest 'friend' had accompanied Twilight instead.
"So, Applejack," The fashionista bandied as politely as she was able, drawing deep on all her inner reserves of poise and tranquility, "do you think you'll be done any time soon? Possibly before Twilight returns?"
With visible effort, the earth pony straightened herself. Forcing her features into a tightly composed grimace, she tipped her hat slightly. "Ah really am mighty sorry, Rarity. I don't mean to be actin' like a fool. It's just.... seein' ya'll... with THAT..." A small, snerking giggle escaped the normally stoic cowpony, and a tiny grin slowly began to spread across her features once more despite the farmer's efforts to contain it.
A large, theatrical sigh escaped Rarity as she looked down once more upon her predicament. Her enormous, fully erect, drooling horsecock seemed to stare right back up at her, seeming somehow simultaneously both grotesquely in and out of place on her delicate frame. The sensitive pillar of flesh had yet to abate even slightly from its fully engorged state, the sheer size of her rod making it difficult to walk and seemingly dribbling precum everywhere, whether she made the attempt to move or not. The base of the rod was a deep, rich, vibrant purple, a perfect match for her elegantly trussed mane and tail. Past the medial ring the shaft was an equally flawless white, pairing perfectly with her immaculately kept coat. Rarity grit her teeth, once again affronted at how seamlessly the beastial male organ seemed to suit her otherwise feminine frame. Trust the Crusaders, of all ponies, to visit Zecora and somehow manage to mistake poison joke extract for the latest fragrance she had commissioned the zebra to create!
"But hoo-ey, ah don't think ah've ever seen one this big before." Applejack's voice came from surprisingly close. Rousted from her sudden bout of self-inspection, Rarity looked up to see her friend standing right in front of her, kneeling down and examining her endowment with the casual ease of a seasoned farmer. "Ah think you'd give Big Mac a run for his money like this, Rares." Leaning further in, she poked experimentally at the spongy cockhead, eliciting another heavy throb and dollop of precum from the enormous member - and a very unladylike yelp of surprise from the fashionista. Applejack sniffed at the heavy musk, then nearly reeled back. "Landsakes... potent as a stallion in matin' season, too!"
"Applejack!" Rarity half-screamed, half-hissed. "Would you EVER so kindly refrain from handling me like livestock!? Or for that matter, handling me at all! I am a LADY, and I demand to be treated as such!"
"Ah, shucks, Rarity, ah'm sorry. It's just..." An involuntary snicker escaped the cowpony once again, her inner reserve of composure apparently depleted once more. "Right now..." The giggle began to escalate, quickly building to a full-blown laugh. "Ya'll don't look much like a lady from here!" Howling with laughter, now, the farmer collapsed to the Boutique floor.
Something inside of Rarity snapped. A look of murderous fury swept over the fashionista's face for just an instant, unnoticed by the farmpony, before being quickly replaced by a beatific smile. Suddenly, the solution to this problem was so very, very clear.
"It's alright, Applejack." The unicorn smiled gracefully, heedless of her friend's laughter, lifting and idly examining a forehoof as she did so. "Please, take your time. Really, I think it's wonderful that you are taking this as well as you are, frankly."
"I, uh, what?" Confusion slowly taking the place of mirth, the normally stoic earth pony gradually began to regain her composure, looking up at Rarity in surprise.
"No, really, darling. I think you are being very brave about all of this. Laughing off your insecurities like that is no small feat!"
"Uh...." A hoof came up to just behind Applejack's hat, scratching at the back of her golden-haired head. "How'm ah bein' brave?"
Rarity smiled once again. "Well, it's obvious, isn't it? You and I have always been something of a study in contrasts, after all. You, the rough and tumble farmer, I, the delicate and demure lady. You have your strengths, and I have mine."
"... Sorry, Rarity, I'm afraid I still don't follow."
The unicorn giggled. Turning, she began to walk towards the large bank of full-body mirrors at the far end of the room, her wide, full hips swaying enticingly as she went. "Well, darling. It's just that I have always been far your superior in the feminine arts. I am, frankly, more mare than you could ever hope to BE. And now..."
Reaching the raised dais in the center of the modeling booth, she turned, striking a strong, confident pose, mirrored in triplicate by the reflections behind her. Her throbbing shaft, framed by the heavy, furry purple balls hanging just behind it, stood out prominently in display, a long history of stagecraft letting the unicorn know exactly which stance to strike to most effectively show off her assets. Though it was nothing she hadn't seen before, the performance was undeniably effective, and Applejack's eyes widened, her throat working in a visible gulping motion.
"And now, I am more stallion than you could ever TAKE, as well!"
Applejack stared for a long, long moment, jaw working wordlessly. Rarity felt herself flush with pride, an entirely genuine smirk coming to her face at having so thoroughly gotten the best of her occasional rival. Tittering to herself inwardly, the unicorn couldn't help the impulse to twist the knife just a little more.
"Don't worry, my dear. I'm sure Twilight will be back very soon, and then we can put this whole business behind us. I know it must be very upsetting for a big, tough cowpony like yourself to be so intimidated by a soft, sheltered mare like my-"
"Ah. AIN'T. Intimidated." Applejack cut the rest of Rarity's words off with a growl, competitive hackles raised.
Once again, Rarity smiled demurely. "Really, Applejack, it's nothing to be ashamed of. I am simply more than you can handle, like this."
"Ah reckon I can handle most ANYTHING you could dish out!"
"Oh?" Turning, Rarity faced her friend head on and took several long, slow steps forward, making absolutely certain to keep her stance wide enough to ensure that her stallionhood pointed directly at the earth pony as she spoke. "Are you quite sure about that?"
Once again getting a good look at the unicorn's massive member - but now, looking at it in a thoroughly different light - Applejack blanched for just a moment before the determined glint returned to her eyes. "Ah am! In fact, I bet I could have you beggin' for mercy soon as we get goin'!"
Rarity sauntered past the flustered earth pony, casually brushing her hips against Applejack's firmly toned flanks she passed. "Careful, darling." She breathed. "I might just take that as a challenge..."
"It WAS!" Applejack stomped a hoof on the floor in time with the word. "You an' me, right here, right now! I'll prove to you once and for all which one of us is tougher!"
"Very well, dearest Applejack." Rarity smiled sweetly. "I accept your challenge."
For a long moment, neither of them spoke, an increasingly unsure and nervous looking Applejack casting her gaze anywhere but upon the pony standing just before her, still smiling serenely, her massive masculine endowment suddenly appearing far larger to the cowpony's eyes than it had a moment before. Eventually, Applejack cleared her throat.
"So, ya'll just gonna, m-mount me, or- mph!"
Any further words were cut off in a muffled squeak of surprise as Rarity moved forward suddenly, leaning back upon her hind legs and pulling the farmpony forward into a deep, open-mouthed kiss. Applejack's cheeks instantly flushed crimson as the fashionista's tongue boldly pressed forward, wrapping around her own, a tiny moan of satisfaction reverberating from Rarity's mouth into her own. Rarity's kiss was as gentle as it was insistent, dancing and probing tenderly at her own, and it took Applejack several long, heated moments before Applejack realized that her friend was already taking the lead. Keenly aware of the full-body flush beginning to take hold of her which had nothing to do with the temperature, Applejack responded in the only way she could think to, leaning forward into the kiss and returning Rarity's embrace wholeheartedly, attempting to slip her own tongue past the unicorn's and regain control of the kiss. Still holding her lips firmly against Applejack's own, Rarity giggled, entertaining the farm pony's straightforward attempt, but showed none of the same fluster that Applejack had displayed. Finally breaking the kiss, she pulled away slightly, still keeping Applejack wrapped up firmly in her grasp.
"My my, but we are eager, aren't we? Perhaps you've had something like this in mind for quite some time, hmmm? Desperate to take advantage of a poor, defenseless little mare like me?"
Once again, Applejack averted her eyes with a blush. "Ah ain't... but... it ain't like that!"
Rarity giggled. "Don't worry, darling. All things in due time. I promise, I won't leave you unsatisfied." And then, pulling Applejack tightly against her body, she tipped the both of them over.
Applejack had just barely enough time to open her mouth in protest before the two landed softly on the fainting couch the unicorn's magic had slid over to them, still entwined in each others' limbs. Finally beginning to regain some composure, now, Applejack's face scrunched up in a stern glare to match Rarity's luxurious smile, managing to be distracted only slightly by the feel of her friend's rock-hard shaft pressing firmly against one of her legs.
"Ah said ah could take on that thar tool o' yours, not sit around suckin' face all day."
"Oh, Applejack. Did you really think I was just going to jump on top of you and hump away? That may be the kind of brutish thing you might do, but I, darling..." Suddenly, Rarity twisted, muscles tensing and magic flaring, and in a jumble of motion Applejack found herself face-down on the soft cushions. Rarity had somehow come to rest on top of her in a reversed position. Her feminine sex drizzling a thin, headily-scented musk down on the farmer's head, while her more masculine one pressed firmly against Applejack's back, twitching slightly as Rarity slowly grinded against her friend, the thick rod massaging and loosening the cowpony's muscles in an impressive display of dexterity. Her hooves rested lightly on Applejack's behind, rubbing delicately at the firmly toned flesh. Applejack twitched, hard, as she felt the fashionista's breath, close enough to blow lightly on her clit. "... I am an artiste."
Applejack's eyes widened in alarm. "Rarity, I- ahhhhh!"
Applejack's words were immediately cut off as Rarity's tongue found her pouty sex. Several long, slow licks teased Applejack's outer lips, forehooves massaging the forming tension out of the earth pony's flanks, keeping her limp and pliable as the well-practiced unicorn continued her work. Applejack moaned in spite of herself, the long, low sound emboldening Rarity to go further, tongue now pressing firmly into the earth pony's rapidly dampening slit as her hooves worked ever closer to Applejack's sensitive nub. Grinning to herself, Rarity activated her magic ever so carefully, a tiny glowing rod of magical force sliding into the dazed Applejack's sex and fingering her friend for all she was worth. Applejack's slit winked eagerly at the stimulation, instinctively trying to clamp down on the nonexistant cock. She opened her mouth, trying to say something, anything at all to Rarity, but the words died on her lips as quickly as the thoughts were swept from her mind.
"Hmm, now where is all that bluster from earlier, Applejack? You've gotten very quiet all of the sudden."
Applejack groaned.
"Well then, perhaps this will help you to find your voice."
And then, Rarity's lips locked firmly around Applejack's clit, and sucked. Hard.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Applejack's entire world went white, muscles spasming as she came, copious amounts of marecum spilling from her sex and drenching Rarity's couch, wave after wave of pleasure gently crashing over her entire body before finally releasing. The Element of Honesty panted, sweat covering her coat in a light sheen, her muscles numb. Craning her neck back up as best as she could from her prone position, she regarded the unicorn, still resting atop her. Rarity had pushed herself up into a sitting position, cock jutting up proudly on display above the earth pony.
She wasn't even mussed.
"Well then, Applejack." Rarity smiled warmly. "If you're content with that warm-up, I think we can begin."
Applejack's body agreed. Her entire body still singing with the elation of her previous orgasm, the earth pony found that despite the activity, her sex still ached for more. Rarity's actions had been deliberate, strong and focused enough to coax an orgasm out of her lover, but light and quick enough to leave her hungry for more. Long gone was any concern or reservation about letting Rarity rut her; any thoughts of their bet, rapidly diminishing to a dull buzz in the back of her head. She didn't just want this, now - she needed it, as surely as she had ever needed anything in her life. Rarity shifted positions above her once more, this time coming down firmly atop her mate, shaft aligned with Applejack's needy sex, and Applejack felt an involuntary moan escape her at the presence of the thick shaft just outside of her entrance. Rarity just giggled to herself again, the light, airy, feminine laugh a sharp contrast to the enormous, precum-slicked cockhead pressing tenderly at Applejack's folds.
"I believe, darling, " Rarity whispered into Applejack's ear, holding the mare firmly in her grasp, "This is the part where you make me, 'beg for mercy.'"
She pushed in. And for the second time that afternoon, Applejack's world dissolved into a blur of ecstasy.
She was big - by Celestia, Rarity was so -big-... but the Element of Generosity's earlier ministrations had more than ensured Applejack was suitably prepared for the task. Her pussy gripped tightly at the fashionista's impressive girth, every inch of her sex completely filled by glorious, glorious mare cock, fitting to it as tightly as a glove. Her wetness made up for the tight fit, however, and slowly but surely, more and more of the unicorn's member disappeared into Applejack's ever more stuffed cunt. Applejack's eyes widened progressively more as Rarity filled her sex, mouth popping open in a silent scream of overstimulation as Rarity's medial ring pressed firmly into her pussy lips. The unicorn hesitated, momentarily unsure, before a weak backwards bucking motion from the cock-impaled earth pony swallowed up the unicorn's flesh. Rarity gasped, for the first time beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed by sensation herself. Fighting hard to focus through the pleasure of Applejack's sex, she gave a warm, loving kiss to her beleaguered cock sock's cheek.
"Good girl." She cooed softly.
And then, satisfied that she had properly filled her now toy, Rarity began to rut her.
This time, there was none of the slow, leisurely measures of Rarity's earlier teasings. Neither were there the wild, uncontrolled, body-slamming thrusts of a stallion lost in his own pleasure. For the first time properly equipped to do what the deepest, most secret parts of her had wanted to do for years, Rarity made Applejack her own. Every measured, instinctive thrust filled the earth pony to her limit and no further, only to quickly withdraw and do it again. Applejack's sex -schlicked- and squirted loudly around Rarity's massive shaft in time with her uncontrolled moans, filling the air with the sounds of her taming and coating the unicorn's prick with their combined lubrication. Her pussy gripped eagerly at the massive rod stretching it, relaxing to welcome Rarity on every thrust and clenching tightly to prevent her exit on each withdrawal. Rarity had begun panting at some point, her own labored breathing matching Applejack's own, endurance fast reaching its end in the heavenly embrace of Applejack's warm, wet, tight embrace.
"Almost... almost, nng, there, Applejack. Are you ready?"
"Yes!"
"Are you?"
"Yes!"
"You want my cum?"
"I want it! I want it! I need your cum in me!"
Rarity shuddered at the words, cockhead flaring powerfully in imminent orgasm and slowing the pace of her thrusts. "Oh, Celestia... then here it comes, Applejack! Here.... it.... comes!"
The poison joke had had just as powerful an effect in the creation of Rarity's orbs as it did for her rod. Heavy, cum-laden balls churned as Rarity's rod twitched again and again, the ponies' dual orgasms prompting a duet of ecstatic cries. With so much of her tunnel completely filled by Rarity's cockflesh, Applejack could feel shot after shot of warm, white seed squirt directly into her womb, rapidly filling her to capacity and leaving still more to overflow. Rarity kept her horsecock firmly plugged inside of the earth pony as she rode out her orgasm, trickles of seed rapidly becoming outright streams as they flowed out of Applejack's pussy around Rarity's enormous cock, further staining the cushions a rich, milky white. Nearly a minute later, their respective orgasms finally drew to a shaky, draining end. The two ponies collapsed bonelessly into the mess they had made with identical sighs, Rarity's shaft still firmly plugged in Applejack's stuffed sex.
Several minutes of blissful, orgasmic silence later, Rarity spoke, still sounding exhausted.
"Well... If it's alright with you, I suppose we can call this one a draw."
"Yeah.... I reckon so."
As the two moved in for a kiss, a low squeak broke them from their reverie and prompting them to look up towards the door.
Twilight Sparkle stood motionless, frozen, jaw dropped and eyes wide, as they had been for several minutes now. A jar of poison joke cure lay forgotten on the floor beside her.
With their gaze now upon her, Twilight was finally stirred to motion. "I... Ishouldgonowbye!" Twilight disappeared in a lavender streak, leaving no trace of her presence - save for the small, wet, sticky spot on the floor.
Author's Note
Written by request for Well-Travelled.