Rarity's Obsession

by anonymous pony1

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Rarity, Tragedy
Length: 1056

Nobody can get in the way of Rarity's love for her beloved poptarts, but this lands her in trouble.

Rarity's poptarts are almost eaten, but she doesn't let it happen. Suddenly, she gets an urge... a romantic one.

Published 2015-08-02 22:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-08-02 22:10:02 UTC

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Rarity's obsession / by anonymous pony1

It was a terrible day in Equestria. Rain poured, and poured, and poured, flooding the streets of Ponyville. Nopony seemed to be in a bright mood. Not even Pinkie Pie could seem to smile. Why would the weather ponies make such weather when it could have been such a beautiful day?

Rarity was at her house, throwing a party to at least try to lighten the mood for her friends. Pinkie Pie chugged down all of the lemonade and inhaled a whole cake. Nopony had anything to eat or drink, though they were starving as they had not eaten in days. A drought has prevented apples from growing at Applejack's farm. They moaned and moaned for hours, as if they were zombies. Rarity was busy up in her room, making a dress. The ponies in the lower level were all so hungry that they went through her cabinets and fridges, with no pitiful feelings.

Twilight accidentally dropped a huge metal pan while she was scavenging for food. "Fuck!" she screamed without thinking twice. Rarity jumped up and ran down the stairs as quickly as she could, almost tripping down her narrow flight of stairs on her cat. As the mare walked into the kitchen, she spotted her Poptarts spread out over the counter. Rarity screamed as loud as she could. " Out! Out! Out!" she yelled forcing her friends out into the freezing rain, and slamming and locking the door.

Rarity ran over to the blinds and starred out the window, making sure that nopony was still there. She shut the blinds and ran to the kitchen. Rarity carefully investigated the area, being sure to check the trash can. All she could find was an eaten package of Poptarts.Rarity felt like covering her face with her hooves and sobbing. Luckily she still had 4 Poptarts.

As Rarity stared at the beautiful strawberry poptarts, she got more and more mesmorized by the sugary red crystals, the sweet fresh baked smell, and the gushy, thick filling. All of a sudden, she got a deep, romantic feeling.

she just couldn't handle it. She craved the poptart so much. She loved it. She almost... had feelings for it. Rarity hasn't had a lover in years, despite being a whore. Through her long, lonely depression, poptarts were there for her. she had an idea. What if... she could make the poptarts her lover?

Rarity slowly and carefully broke apart her poptarts to reveal the mouth watering jelly inside. Quickly, she took her hoof and smashed the crumbled pastries, trying to get as much jelly on it as possible. The urge was getting greater with each second passing by.

What Rarity did next was possibly caused the best feeling she ever felt. She took the jam and started spreading it on her fur, starting with each leg. The feeling of the sweet nectar was orgasmic. Slowly, rarity's hoof moved up her body. Next was her marshmallow ass.

Rarity's big cheeks jiggled as her hoof went deep into her butt, covering the walls of her poop chute. Suddenly, she felt a rumble. That was not good. liquidy green diarrhea exploded like a volcano, getting all of the carpeted floor.

Though Rarity did not mind, she knew not to eat curry ever again, especially with red hot chile peppers. IT BURNED! "Oh well." she thought as she continued with spreading poptart filling on her fur.

Before long, Rarity's fur was completly covered and had turned red. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

It went on four minutes. Rarity was filled with anxiety. When it stopped, she sighed in relief. She layed on the floor and closed her eyes... The door barged open.

It was Rainbow Dash, coming back to retrieve her winged crown that she had gotton from the Wonderbolts. When Rarity wouldn't answer the door, she got worried that something bad had happened.

"Oh fuck." Rarity slowly said as Dash stared. The smell was overwhelingly rancid. The blue pegusus flew out as fast as her wings could take her.

Showered in unbearable embarrassment, Rarity ran to the bathroom, slamming the door. She grabbed a sponge, and started scrubbing painfully hard at her now red fur. The stains wouldn't come off.

Rarity collasped and started bawling louder than a minotaur. She couldn't live like this.

For the next week, Rarity sat in her house, alone, deciding whether or not she should continue life. Not a single one of her five best friends had talked to her, signifying that Rainbow Dash had told them. Rarity wanted that bitch to die.

Finally, she couldn't take the depression anymore, despite swallowing a potentially dangerous amount of anti - depressants.

Rarity took one last bite of a poptart, and turned on the sewing machine with the sharpest needle in the workshop.

Slowly and regretfully, she stuck her head into it. It hurt so much. Soon, it all went black.

Only three hours passed when Rainbow Dash crashed through the window. She looked up from the floor to see the most horrific sight she had ever seen. Rarity's skull had caved in, but she was still breathing. The light blue pegusus turned off the sewing machine (it was covered in blood), and flew out as fast as lightning to get an ambulance.

In only a matter of minutes, Dash had informed an emergency ambulance about the situation. In just under 10 minutes, Rarity was in the hospital and hooked up to several machines. Her breathing was getting slower. It wasn't long until the doctors had discovered that she had undergone a major coma, and was near death.

The doctors couldn't help Rarity. She had also gotten severe brain damage since the horrific incident. If the doctors even were able to save her, she would live a life of pain and suffering.

The nurse let in Rarity's 5 best friends to have the last sight of her and speak their last words. As the scared ponies gathered around, they said sobbed more than they had ever had, saying their last words to her one by one before she was put off life support.

The doctor came in the room, dismissed the mares into the lobby, and pulled the plug.

Oh yea there was no funeral, she was a whore anyway.