The trouble with ancient love.

Rarity always had it difficult growing up as a filly with her extra... appendage. Sprouting the occasion, awkward erection at the most inappropriate times, seemingly just to embarrass her in front of her friends, thankfully she was never caught.

You seem confused. I'm sorry my friend, here let me start at the beginning.

When Rarity was born she, much like her mother, was born with an extra piece that's usually found on a stallion. Well not a extra bit per se, for extra would be implying more than the usual. For though Rarity was born with a stallionhood she lacked any female genitalia,  again not unlike her mother. Don't asked me how Cookie is able to have foals, I'll get to that later. Right now let's get back to Rarity and... little Rarity.

Now Rarity was almost a fully grown mare-thing, that has so far remained undiscovered. I know what you are saying, how can a mare that has stallion pieces, in a society that normally doesn't wear any clothes, manage to stay hidden for her whole life.

A simple glamour spell Cookie taught to her daughters, seemingly giving the caster defining mare features while hiding anything out of the ordinary, has help with that. However useful this spell was, it was only an illusion, if somepony were to reach between Rarity's  legs, one would not feel the hot, moist, labia of a mare, they would instead feel a cold, wrinkly scrotum complete with lime sized testicles and a leathery pony sheath, much like a stallion's.

There I think that covers the basics, we can now continue with the story, and don't worry this isn't gonna be one of those 'coming to terms with yourself' stories, for Rarity had done so a long time ago. No this story discusses a subject that's alittle more important to her, for the next couple of days will reveal Rarity's destiny.

It was dusk in Ponyville and closing time for most shops, including the Carousel Boutique. Its owner having locked up hours ago, laid on her side in bed, heart seemingly to beat a million times a minute, taking slow steady breaths in to help clam herself. Through she know that it was an hopeless cause, for there well be no real relief for Rarity this day. It wasn't due to a stressful day or any difficultly she experience at work, nor the fact that Rearity's, little sister was unexpectedly drop off either, mildly irritating perhaps, but that is not what vexed Rarity so.

No, Rarity's frustrations came from the some place as all other mares and stallions of a mature age did during the breeding season, just worse for her since she was unable to participate in the relief giving action like they can, for obvious, reasons already mentioned.

This has left Rarity in a rather aggravating and despite situation, even if she were to find a partner that would be open to her unique part, Rarity could not risk exposing herself for other reasons.

Despite how bad the predicament Rarity found herself in, there was one tried and true method that she could use to provide temporary relief. Rarity took a finale breath before beginning, slowly spreading her legs out awkwardly, to make it easier to see her pristine white testicles and sheath nestled between them. Fixated on them as if her life depended on it, noticing every solitary hair on her scrotum, seeing the tiny hole in the sheath that lead to her penis, getting excited by just thinking about what was to come.

Eager to get cracking Rarity reached down her form with a hoof, going past her barrel, past her belly button and straight toward her prepuce. Whereupon reaching it, grabbed it and began gently tugging the loose skin, getting it almost to her belly button before it started to hurt.

Rarity held her stretching skin there for several minutes, loving the pain that traveled through her sheath to the rest of her body. She started to inhale in sharp grasps and exhaled short grunts, and when the pain became to much she finally let go. The sheath spanned back like an elastic band, tightening its skin to protect itself from anymore abuse.

Sitting in a upright position now, Rarity stared at her protective hood that was still tightening. The tip now looking like an white raisin, while the opening to the inner sheath closed itself off, making it no longer visible.

This did not stop her penis from stirring within its protective skin, getting aroused by the mistreatment, working its way though the tight opening, revealing a rather pink head.

Her penis was only a few inch's out of its sheath before she started to grow impatient, giving a little groan in response. To help speed up the process, Rarity reached down to the prepuce again, though instead of pulling on it this time, she grabbed the very end of the sheath and began peeling it back forcefully, much like a banana. Exposing more of her slick cock, While moving the other hoof to slowly massage circles around the head in order to help coax more of it out.

Within a few minutes of doing this, Rarity was fully erect. Showing a little smaller than average, mostly pink shaft, much like the head, until about half way down where little white spots populated the lower area, that became larger and more common the farther down you went, becoming solid white at where the preputial ring that connected the penile shaft to its sheath.

Rairty's penis rested on her belly, just past where she was able to get her foreskin at, bouncing every time her heart took a beat. The head already leaking alittle bit of precum, was partially flared, indicating a high level of arousal, heavy breathing from her suggestioned this also.

A strong musty smell filled the room, coming from the smegma that was on the now fully exposed inner sheath and Rarity had every intention to use this natural occurring lubricant to her advantage.

Grasping the harden shaft under the head with a right hoof, Rarity started to stroked her length, using mental memory of the half a dozen mares in heat that visited her shop today, as a aid in her manual stiumlation. She started at a leisure pace with her stroking but quickly picking up speed. Letting herself become immersed in the action, she laid her head down on a pillow closing her eyes. Spreading her hind legs out more, as they twitched and convulsed whenever she stroked her dickhead, in order to collect the precum that was now gushing out in much greater volume, leaving glistening trails of hot cum down her length, before rolling it down her phallus to keep it from drying out and avoiding uncomfortable friction.

Rarity started to involuntary buck into her hoofs, biting down on her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, while giving little quiet, whimpering sounds that turned to very vocal moaning. Rarity hunched her back, as her tall stiffened and head now fulling flared, all telling that she was close to completion. Rarity than moved her left hoof to grasped her glans, applying a light amount of pressure to the sensitive organ, to assist her towards release.

Almost there, so close, any minute now, another second and she would reach climax. Her body prepared it self for what was to come, feeling her muscles tightening, testicles ascending up to her body, and eyes rolling to the back of her head.

Rarity was so involved in her task that she failed to notice the sound of quickly approaching hooves nearing her door.

Than the sudden crack of her room door hitting the wall snapped Rarity out of her fantasy. She frantically tried to stop herself from coming, but, alas was to late to close the floodgates. Her cock throb and twitched as it shot out several trick globes of semen at incredible speeds. The first shot hit her straight in the jaw, some even getting inside her partly open mouth, while the remaining shots was less powerful and could not get past her chest, leaving sticky strands all over her under side.

"Rarity. There's somepony here to se, oh, holy Celestia!" Came the horrified shriek from Rarity's little sister, Sweetie Belle.

Sweetie Belle raised a hoof to block her view of her sister, turning her head as well for extra measure, knowing full well that her hoof could not block everything, as this wasn't the first time she walked in on Rarity's special alone time.

Rarity swiftly threw the covers over herself, shivering a little when the cold blanket met with rapidly cooling horse Spunk, than wiping her face clean of her essence. Her face a deep red, caused by an equal mixture of anger and embarrassment.

"Sweetie Belle, how many times have I said to knock before barging in here." Rarity said angrily, clearly not amused her that she was caught during such a intimate moment.

"There's a mare outside looking for you, Rarity." Sweetie Belle said indifferently, clearly not concerning herself with Rarity's problem.

"Well, Tell her to come back tomorrow! I'm closed." Rarity retorted quickly, just wanting her sister to leave immediately to pretend that this never happened.

"Yeah, I told her that but she insists in seeing you, something about it being an emergency and a promise of an double payment if you see her now". Sweetie Belle, sounding as if she was reading off an instruction book.

Rarity just wanted to throw a pillow at her little sis and send her away, although she could not lie the thought of so much money sounded too alluring for her to simply ignore. Even if it was an easy job a double of anything in Rarity's boutique would mean lots of bits.

"All right, let her in the studio and tell her I'll be down in a minute". Rarity said while gesturing to her sister to leave. Only when her door was closed than she tossed the covers that she had wrap herself in aside, revealing that her penis was already back in its sheath. Looking at the sticky mess left behind form her activity, Rarity used her magic to  levitate a towel that was set next to the bed to clean herself with.

It did not take long for Rarity to clean all of the sticky residue off her underbelly, although the quickly drying semen made the task a little more difficult, until she used a glass of water that was intended to rehydrate herself with, to loosen up the white substance instead. Discarding the dirty towel right on top of the covers, both now needing a wash.

Rarity than moved off the bed and towards the mirror, not really surprised to see the disheveled state her mane was in, grabbing a hairbrush off the stand and putting every piece of strand hair back in they place, next came the perfume to cover up the musty scent, a couple of puffs and she smelled like a lady again.

Rarity than Made her way to the door before stopping suddenly, almost forgetting the single most important thing whenever venturing out. Rarity's horn let up in a blue aura, as she focus her magic, a minute Later she started to feel a tingling sensation on her private parts. She looked in between her front legs, to see her sheath and balls appearing to shrink until they completely disappeared, being replaced by two small, white teats that was characteristic of a young, mare that has yet had any foals.

Rarity give a sad sigh, her eyes reflected this also, always hating to hide what she was, especially since she liked this part about her the most. Pushing that thought aside, Rarity take one last calming breath, than put on a friendly smile before opening her room door and descended down the stairs leading to the studio.

Rarity could already hear the chatting of conversation halfway down the stairs, she recognized Sweetie Belle's high squeaky voice quickly but a second voice wasn't so familiar, obviously her late night customer, which had a soft canterlot accent just less snobbish and more blithe.

When she reach the studio, her friendly, professional smile turned into one of shock and disbelief, as her mouth fell open, after seeing her customer. A unicorn mare about the same age as Rarity with a light-gray coat, and short, neat brown mane and a diamond cutiemark.

"Hello, you must be miss Rarity, I'm Polish Jewel, I have heard good things about your craftsmanship and hope you can help me." Polish jewel said cheerfully, while offering a hoof to Rarity, which she took hesitantly. A maelstrom of emotions whirled around inside Rarity, and not just because, miss Polish Jewel was a well known writer with Pony Times, one of Equestria's most popular news magazine. There was another emotion Rarity couldn't quite place, a almost longing for the mare, confusing Rarity a bit until she picked up on the mare's scent, reminding her of the breeding season. Though that didn't explain the almost paralyzing effect the mare had on her.

Rarity figured that because Jewel was a celebrity, combined that with her also being in heat, was to much for Rarity. Still that longing feeling put Rarity on edge, before she looked as if something hit her with a ton bricks.

Jewel didn't known the internally battle that raged inside of Rarity, she just continued to shake Rarity's hoof as carefree as ever, probably used to ponies acting this why when she introduced herself, she than break off the hoofshake to retrieve a dress hanging over her back that Rarity completely missed.

"You see I was getting ready for a party, where I must have tried to put on this dress to quickly, and kind of ripped on me." Jewel showed Rarity where there was a large tear on the right leg. "I'm supposed to be at the party in 45 minutes, oh, I know it's late but can you help me." Jewel finished with less of that cheerful nature, being replaced with a more anxious one.

Rarity just gave Jewel a smile before taking the dress off of her. "Oh, don't you worry dear. This should not take but a few minutes to fix. Rarity then spun around towards the workshop adjoined to the studio, after reassuring Jewel who gave a sigh of relief upon hearing it.

Rarity reached a sliding door leading into the workshop, opening it than disappearing inside before closing the door behind her. Sweetie Belle looked between the workshop door Polish Jewel not knowing if she should stay with the customer or go to her sister, sensing something was up with Rarity. Sweetie Belle had see her sister remain composed after meeting famous ponies even towards royalty, Rarity could keep her composer, that though... That was something else.

Bidding goodbye to Jewel, Sweetie Belle followed her sister to the workshop, opening just a little bit wiggling her tiny form through the crack and closing the door behind her like Rarity did. Sweetie Belle stood shocked at what she sew, her older sister leaning on her workstation with her front hooves, visible shaking and taking short grasping breaths.

Sweetie Belle approached Rarity slowly seeing if anything was physically wrong with her, unable to see any physical harm she turned to investigating. "Is everything's all right, Rarity? Are you hurt?" Sweetie Belle keeping her voice low to make sure Jewel couldn't eavesdrop on them.

Rarity didn't respond to Sweetie Belle at first, she  just stared down at the dress trying to collect herself before rapidly rotating her head toward Sweetie Belle's direction, looking traumatized and scared.

Sweetie belle was taken aback from Rarity's appearance, moving away from her. "Rarity whats wrong?" Sweetie Belle letting more concern slip off her tongue then intended.

"Do you remember when Mother told us about the spell, and that one day it may make one mare  impossible to resist her." Rarity's voice breaking with each word spoken, clearly struggling some kind of mental problem.

Sweetie Belle looked confused turning to the room where Jewel was, than back to Rarity."You mean the curse that makes us what we are, what's you and her too." Sweetie Belle stated smashing her hooves together crudely to help illustrate her lewd question, and surprising Rarity nodded her head in confirmation.

Sweetie Belle just lost it, chucking rather loudly evidently founding some amusement in that statement, continuing to speak after getting a hold on herself."Good luck explaining that to her." Sweetie Belle gestured with her head toward where she thought Jewel was at.

Rarity would normally punish Sweetie Belle for the vulgar language she used earlier and daring to find some humor from any misfortune towards her but considering the situation, Rarity couldn't help to feel like she was seriously screwed.