"Weird."

"What's that?"

"Usually I see Sunset about now. I haven't seen her since she ducked into a bathroom after third period."

If you asked a student 'what's the worst situation you can find yourself in?', excusing all the absolute nightmare scenarios they'd think up after years of watching scary top ten lists, you would have a high chance of getting things connected to their school lives. After all, spending seven hours in a school and a handful of hours doing work related to school over your limited free time will no doubt leave an impression. Their social circles are set there, most of their young years are spent locked inside, and memories are built within their halls for better and for worse.

Some of the responses you may get would be along the lines of 'coming to school in my underpants' or 'getting trapped inside over night'. All sensible and sane responses. Who wants to be trapped even longer in a place they already don't like? And could you imagine having to recover the social backlash of being seen in your tighty-whities? It's impossible to even consider.

And yet...

"You know, you're absolutely right! Strange, isn't it? I've seen her dive and shuffle through the school more and more these days. Why do you suppose that is?"

"Got me. That girl's a friggin' mystery sometimes. Like how she's always looking super happy whenever she catches up on the way home."

"I always thought she was just happy to see us..."

"No doubt she's happy to see you! I wasn't implying she wasn't or anything. I just meant-uh-she just seems reeally happy to see us sometimes."

Trapped in the school after hours? Check. Sunset Shimmer's well crafted escape plans always had room for some level of error. Crowds were useful to blend into, but they also muffled the senses and could easily let someone sneak up on you in the throng. Especially when everyone in this school looks impossibly different from their multi-color hair, their Technicolor skin, and particular ways of dressing. Arguably, and the side Sunset always chose to air on, it was better to wait out the crowds and move when you could watch your every direction. While you were an easy target to spot, that also meant whoever spotted you didn't have anyone to blend in with as well; making it that much easier to escape them into a bathroom, or a classroom.

But therein lies the fatal flaw. When you wait out everyone to leave, it leads to nobody being there to save you when you do get caught. And an empty school has many nooks and crannies to abscond off to. Every place you used as a safe-ground when people were milling about now became a vacant hideaway. And in this case: the science lab off the main hall.

Sunset was far too dazed after her magic induced climax to offer much of a resistance to "Sci-Twi" when she propped her through the halls. If she'd give the girl anything, she was remarkably strong for someone built like a bookish nerd. Granted, Twilight was labored after getting them both to the lab, but there were points for effort. All the more effort for lofting the bliss-addled Sunset on top of one of the work tables. So much of Sunset wanted to swat or snip at the overly curious girl as she fiddled around the table, but that much was still slipped from her grasp as the rigors of pleasure were still ebbing at the back of her mind.

So much so, that when Twilight managed to fashion a few binds from the straps the classes before used for dissection, Sunset merely mewled a tired groan when she felt them loop over her ankles and around her wrists. Either there was only so much Twilight could manage together or she had particular interests—both impossibly likely at this point—but while Sunset felt both ankles being looped against different corners of the table, her wrists were firmly bound as one and looped just over her head. The brief grazes of Twilight's fingers against Sunset's flesh elected brief shudders of repressed sighs, the magic already dancing from the first 'awakening'.

Being in the school in just your underpants? At least Sunset hoped she would keep a little modesty. "Now... Sorry, Sunset Shimmer, but curious minds have to know," Twilight offered an apology, but neither of them believed it. This was a long time in the tube, and the wait only made it more exciting for "Sci-Twi"... And maybe Sunset as well. But that may have just been the swimming mind talking.

"True 'nough. S'pose that's just the way she is. Far ways better than how she was before, right?"

"Oh, honestly, completely. If she'd rather replace aggressive and domineering with quirky and nervous, far be it for me to complain. Nevertheless, I am sure she's in capable hands right now."

"Yeah... Maybe she met up with Twilight and went over to stay at her house tonight. That would be nice."

Low, rolling moans poured forth uninhibited from the wobbling jaw of Twilight's prey. If one blessing came from the school being vacated at this point, it was that Sunset felt no reason any longer to stop herself from just letting herself go. Magic-electricity popped and sizzled as lithe lilac fingers traced over the now entirely exposed chest of the 'subject'. No modest permitted.

Exploratory digits tapped at the pillow mounds that graced Sunset's form, rolling careful caresses from the tips of her fingers to the soothing backsides of her palms against them. Each motion was electrifying, causing brief spasms from Sunset that her bindings prohibited her from fully indulging. Twilight looked over the subject before her while fingers rolled across her exposed, supple skin—gradually seeing dollops of sweat accumulating on Sunset's core—with vested interest in this experiment. It was fantastic data she was gaining. The magic was vague in its brief twinkles as her fingers traced over Sunset's skin—most especially her very appealing bust.

Appealing? Well... Yes, she supposed Sunset did have a very nice body. She really couldn't have asked for a better subject. "Your body is... something amazing, Sunset..." Breathless, Twilight couldn't really tell if she was speaking about the magic of the aesthetic. Breathless? That was strange, but it wasn't unwelcome. The churning in her own chest felt nice—if foreign—to her. Even when she felt it stir lower, Twilight wasn't finding herself complaining. Strange things occurred during experimentation. And with magic at play, perhaps she needed to broaden her scope of understanding.

"It seems that the magic within you is reacting to outside elements in such a way akin to electrons seeking to join one another..." Twilight mused openly, though she was almost completely certain Sunset was not in a mind to listen or respond. The once bully was flushed as red as the streaks in her hair, yips of unabashed pleasure flowing free from her lips as Twilight twirling her fingers across the swollen edges of her peaks. The half-dollar sized tops pricked and shuddered with baited anticipation that the cruel scientist denied them time and again, always slipping away with the cool slip of "Sci-Twi's" nail scaling against the heated skin of Sunset's tits. "Perhaps... I still have some magic in mean, and your deeper reservoir of magic is pulling against it far more, resulting in your more advanced reactions."

Twilight could have been speaking French or Advanced-Griffon-Tongue in that moment for how jumbled Sunset could hear the words. Time and again amidst Twilight's thoughtful musings on the matter, Sunset was brought to soil herself while her knees feebly tried to knock to quell her rippling orgasms. Never once would the bindings allow for it, but her quaking pussy cared little as it decorated the surrounding counter top with its pleased release. Before long, Sunset writhed in barely resisted pleasure against a pool of her own drooled over cum, electing subtle plaps and wet slaps of her back into it when Twilight's hands slipped against just the right stretched of her sweat laden skin. Sunset was a mess, and Twilight looked over her with curious interest and a subtly growing yearning.

The bookish woman sucked on her lower lip as subtle fog nudged at the corners of her glasses. It was rather heated in here; budding Summer and all that, of course. Not to mention that the AC was turned off after hours, naturally. And just how sexy Sunset Shimmer looked bound to the table, lips agape and tits bouncing freely, obviously... Those magical mounds filled with the object of her desires. They were so close yet...

"Huh... Based off my extensive testing," Very extensive, "It seems that the largest concentration of magic is coalescing in your mammary region..." Lilac digits swam against the hot mound, electing subtle ripples into the simmering skin that made her subject mewl, "...And as magic is emanating from my touch against you—subtle as it is—it stands to reason that... more invasive studies are in order to... To..." Words failed Twilight as her tongue dried in her mouth, the heat tugging and lapping against her own tender skin as she watched over Sunset's bound body.

It was warm, and doing so would help confirm a hypothesis. That solitary thought was the rock Twilight anchored herself too as heated tingles pulled and pried her towards less-than-academic thoughts. The simple blouse she wore rose and fell off her with much more ease than Sunset's own jacket before, but the yearning inside her found even the brief second too much. They had to delve deeper into this experiment to quench their curiosity. And Twilight had an insatiable curiosity right now. To know about magic, of course. But also...

Half lidded eyes could still make out the shifting presentation Twilight had on offer. While her bust was not nearly as momentous as her test subject's, Twilight's breasts had their own charm with the way they perked up. Stripped down to nothing at all, Sunset was momentarily taken by the slight, athletic shape "Sci-Twi" had been keeping under wraps. "T-Twi...? What are...?" A hushing finger brushed against Sunset's lips, sparking that familiar tug of magic at her still quivering lips. This would take expert attention, and Twilight would suffer no distractions as she indulged in these further notes of research.

Slightly nervous shuffling brought Twilight to straddle atop Sunset, the cool of the table stirring awake a few of her senses lost in the haze of the situation. Clarity briefly took her and she thought about what she was doing. She was straddling her newest friend, chest fully exposed, in a vacant room on school property. This was all beyond the pale of insanity. Then her eyes drifted to the subject of who she was straddling. Full eyes met Twilight's own, and glistening golden skin nearly snatched the air entirely from Twilight's lungs as she uttered a wobbly sigh. "O-Oh... Wow..." Twilight could barely manage the words before she peeled herself low and set herself up on Sunset.

A chorus of warbling coos filled the room as purple flesh mingled with the golden hue beneath it; mounds meshing and sinking into one another as peaks collided. Another harsh squirm fought through Sunset as lightning filled her entire body and her eyes went cross as she slipped them shut from the pure bliss. "Oh, fuck, Twilight!" Sunset would never have cursed freely like that, but damned if her senses weren't with her right now.

Twilight's own body nearly tossed itself back as pinpricks slid all down her back as the same whirling sensation she subjected Sunset to was doubling over into her. And while Sunset was graced with the gradual descent into the mounting pleasure, Twilight found herself plunged to its absolute depths as magic nipped at her nipples and suckled on her flesh. Her breathing hitched and her jaw clenched, unable to fight the wave of pleasure that crashed through her and erupted forth a clattering orgasm. Beside herself, Twilight rolled herself further into Sunset, letting their joined mounds pile into one another and share in their bliss.

For a while, they joined in groans and mirthful sighs that trickled into laughs at just how mad this truly was. And how little both were gradually coming to care. They breathed each other in, relishing the heated, magic infused air they took from one another until something within one was bound to snap. "I think your experiment needs an oral test..." Sunset offered; if she was to be further pulled into this test, she would quench her own curiosity: what does the doppelganger of a princess taste like? Sunset had been humiliated and bested by Princess Twilight Sparkle some time ago, but that still left her with certain questions and tastes... At least one was going to be appeased.

Even if they were tit-to-tit, sharing in heated breathes, and their legs were drenched in the other's warm nectar, the implication caused "Sci-Twi" to blush from behind her barely holding firm glasses. "Wh-I... I suppose a more direct contact of interior--"

"Twilight?"

"Y-yes?"

"Shut up and kiss me," Sunset couldn't help but imagine the princess would have had words at that command, but "Sci-Twi" was far more obedient it seemed. Good to know.

No doubt that if Sunset Shimmer was not so firmly bound to her 'examination' table she would've led the embrace, but Twilight was left to only tingle at the thought of being seized like that. Perhaps next time... The glasses tumbled completely from her nose as she clasped her lips tight into Sunset's own, lavishing the supple embrace with feathered gasps and pats intermingled with her shuddering groans. For her part, Sunset lapped quick flourishes of her tongue at the edges of Twilight's lips each time she flittered in, relishing in the taste and the deeper pulses of magic that came with it.

Lip contact certainly brought far more magic forth than anything else before. However, neither one paid a mind to it as Twilight rutted her small frame into Sunset more with each passing second, urging to push herself deeper and meld their heated bodies more. Each lap brought forth another cry of pleasure from them both, only to have it stifled by their lips meeting. Soft, cooing trills fell from Twilight's lips as she submitted her neck to Sunset unconsciously, letting the woman suckle at it and leaving darkened welts she would kiss at. The pleasure and pain set Twilight's eyes to flutter as she sucked on her teeth. "I can't take it much more, Sunset..."

Sunset could only smirk and chuckle at the implications that the one who bound and molested her a moment before was now the one mewling and begging for release. It was actually adorable...

"...Hm? Oh! Speak of the devil! I just got a text!"

"Who's it from?"

"Let's see here... 'Was running late, gonna shack up with Twilight for the weekend, see you Monday'."

"And there ya' go. Glad they're gettin' along."

"Always good news. Though... It is a tad strange..."

"What's that?"

"Well, clearly that was Sunset. But she texted from Twilight's phone..."

The text alert clued Sunset in that her message made it and she flipped the phone down on the counter. Glancing back, she admired the state her 'captor' was in now that she was freed of those nagging binds. Twilight Sparkle, new addition to the merry band of miscreants and magical misfits, was face down, hips held high as she lapped up the sweet nectar Sunset had accumulated on the table surface.

"Maybe a little curiosity isn't so bad..." And there were plenty more curiosities to solve. And they'd figure those mysteries together.

Author's Note

This one goes out to JohnConnor55 for handing me two bucks to cap this one off. You can also have me write something by going to my ko-fi. Do it. Your dreams depend on it.