The Crooner

They came into the club one night, six beautiful girls in equally beautiful dresses wearing jewelry and scented by fine perfumes each. On most of their faces they wore looks of discomfort, embarrassed blushes and down cast eyes were the norm amongst them as they walked unconfidently into the build. With ivory white fur and a luxurious purple stallion, the mare known as Rarity lead them in. There was a class to the way she moved, and a class to the club they were in. The establishment, often likened to a high class gentlemen's club, was rich with deep red and royal golds, the ceiling hung high with diamond chandeliers that sparkled like stars even in the dark. Every chair and stool was lined soft velvet and made of a dark brown oak. The stallions that worked there each were dressed in tight vests, dress pants and black shoes, each clean and handsome as they treated the mares there as if the most important mare in the world. Make no mistake, this was no average club as a stallion beside a pole at the center stage gyrated sensually for the mares to look at and ogle greedily.

The girls approached the bar, Rarity leading them on her charisma and confidence alone as they took up a few seats. In the background a slow sensual song rolled over them, the words sung with a sense of gravitas in every verse, as if trying to make love to the mares in the crowd with his words alone. The girls quickly ordered their drinks, each served by a handsome stallion who spoke with a masculine voice like dark, rich chocolate, his words smooth and flirtatious as he brought upon deep blushes from most of the girls he spoke too.

The girls quietly enjoyed their drinks, a few enjoying it more than the others likely as a means to dissuade the rising heat in their cheeks and the embarrassed thumpings of their chest. Rarity chuckled haughtily, looking upon their shy expressions with an appreciation for her friend's innocence as she casually twirled her mane around her finger. Playfully she brought a finger down Rainbow Dash's back, who’d been sitting beside her in silence, lingering overlong on the small gold zipper that held the tight blue cocktail dress to her body, the fabric revealing every inch of her curvature, blatant in its betrayal of her tomboyish nature as it revealed the soft, lithe, feminine features she’d often attempt to hide with more brutish clothing. Rarity briefly recalled the difficulty in getting the mare to wear the dress, insisting it wasn’t her style, despite how damn good she looked in it. Even harder was getting her to put on the matching blue high heels that she wore with incredible grace considering she so rarely wore such footwear.

“Now darling, that’s no expression to wear on our girls night out.” she whispered teasingly in reference to the embarrassed scowl Rainbow was wearing, finger now tracing the silver, flower shaped necklace that dangled from her neck as she admired the mares clean, combed back prismatic mane.

Rainbow, now a blushing mess tried to play it off coolly “I-I’m just too cool for a-a place like this is all.” she sputtered, avoiding any form of eye contact with the unicorn.

Giggling Rarity stood and strode around Rainbow slowly, hand on the magnificent white marble top of the bar, eyes looking to the glorious golden decorations that played well with the rich reds that composed most of the club.

Watching with careful eyes, Rarity looked down at Twilight who had her glass up to her lips, not nearly held up high enough to drink the liquid as she instead chose to watch the stage with rosy cheeks, eyes wide as they followed the stallion on stage whose rippling six pack glistened with sweat and oil as he rolled it slowly. Rarity pressed herself against the mare in a warm embrace, hands feeling up the long silken black evening gloves. Surprised by the contact, Twilight's spine when rigid as she put the glass down and prayed no one saw her staring.

Rarity stopped to admire the princess, she, in Rarity’s opinion, was the most attractive of her friends. She was so sweet, so… reserved. She despised the word, but ‘adorkable’ was very much indicative of her nature, her appearance even. Oh, but Rarity knew that was nothing compared to the sleeping seductress that she just knew lied in the mare. Those big, violet eyes, her dark purple mane smooth, straight, scented like vanilla. Rarity could only imagine Twilight’s bedroom eyes lit by candles as she lie atop her bed, in charge, powerful, and sexy. Rarity chuckled to herself, eyes gazing upon the other mares soft, trembling lips a she held the bottom half in her teeth nervously. Holding just a little tighter, Rarity let her bust press against Twilight’s back as her hand reached up to play with the princesses bunned hair. No, not the bun one would wear on a bad mane day just to go grab groceries. This was regal, royal, made up of tightly bound loops and demanding you address her as a lady of importance.

“Y-yes?” Twilight looked up at Rarity, shivering slightly.

Rarity smiled, head tilted as she took in just how well Twilight filled in the classy black dress she wore “Nothing darling, just wanted to make sure it wasn’t too tight.” she lied as she looked down at Twilight smooth, plush thighs as they struggled against the tight black stockings she’d stuffed herself into. Rarity suppressed a huff, disappointed she couldn’t convince the alicorn to wear something a bit more… revealing, the cut of the neck higher than she’d like, not even giving a teasing glance of cleavage ‘Have to give them something to work with deary.’ she thought briefly before looking into her friend's eyes that shone with a brightness that outmatched the sparkling diamond necklace and earing combination that she’d been adorned with.

Departing from Twilight with a delicate smile, Rarity moved to Fluttershy whom, as she approached, she wordlessly warded off the barkeep who’d been desperately trying to undress her with his eyes since the poor thing approached the bar. ‘Nothing says love like far too many free drinks.’ Rarity thought as she looked down at the two, already empty glasses in front of her shy friend, third one being drained through her straw as she tried to vanish behind her luxurious mane, a mane that inspired furious jealousy in Rarity every time she looked upon it. It wasn’t only her mane that made Rarity and every other mare in ponyville jealous, no, it was the reasons why she was, well, eye fucked by every stallion from here to Canterlot the long way.

Yes, Rarity found Twilight more attractive, but she was keenly aware of the general consensus. It was that body that drove stallions and mares mad. If asked, stallions would call her not only an angel, but a goddess, full, soft lips, large heavenly breasts, thick creamy thighs and hips so healthy she’d seemed more sculpted than born naturally, even her rather impressive height only furthered her status as a deity as it took every proportion and pronounced them to levels stallions couldn’t help but admire lustfully. If the poor thing wasn’t so shy and withdrawn she could easily have every stallion in this building on their hands and knees just begging for as much as a glance in their direction, and that was already their job for the most part.

Glancing up to her friend, Fluttershy smiled and hummed a weak thank you as she went back to nursing her drink. Rarity chose not to reply, instead pausing to admire her handywork. She’d spent a little extra time on Fluttershy, not that she needed it, but she couldn’t help but work with such a perfect model more diligently. From the generous cut of the green dress that Rarity thought as a gift for any male who caught a glimpse, to the way that very same dress both gripped onto her lovely form yet teasingly threatened to free itself from her body, causing the poor thing to adjust every few moments. This was only more accentuated by the lovely golden necklace she wore the fell down her delicate neck and begged to be looked at only to draw the eyes down to where they really wanted to be. Her mane, for the most part, untouched as her natural beauty did the majority of the work in bringing in hungry eyes.

Patting the shy girl gently upon the head Rarity left her to continue down the bar to see Applejack muttering crankily with a drink in her hand, which really wasn’t a surprise. Applejack wasn’t one for clubs like this, nor was she into dresses and perfume, moreover she wasn’t fond of fancy establishments. So it was quite the trifecta for her as she cutely pouted. Applejack’s was the simplest of their ensembles. An orange evening gown that hid as much of the mare's body as possible save for her strong muscular back as the dress from behind cut a large V just down to the small of her back before draping around her generous rear. Traditionally speaking, Applejack wasn’t the most attractive. She was more muscular than most stallions were comfortable with, a bit taller too, not as tall as Fluttershy granted. The mare was more interested in simplicity and practicality than aesthetic and it was at the least a respectable view if nothing else. Despite this, one could never call the girl unattractive by any stretch, her long golden mane was surprisingly thick, soft and shimmered beautifully beneath the sun. Her face was soft and feminine, the freckles adding something pleasing that Rarity could never quite put a finger on, heck, she’d seem almost naked without them. However, of all her features one was her most prominent, her healthy rump. Large and firm, it inspired one to turn and look upon it before quietly whispering ‘damn’ as it passed you by. ‘Certainly her greatest asset.’ Rarity allowed herself the pun as she moved passed the farm mare wordlessly, instead letting her fume to herself as she downed a particularly dark whiskey.

Finally there was Pinkie Pie who was happiest to be here as she flirted with the staff and drank a variety of colorful beverages. The mare bounced and teased and talked rapidly, her clothing almost voyeuristic as the light blue dress was cut so low at the chest, and so high at the legs you’d think she’d preferred to be undressed. It was clear the mare wanted attention. From her excited inviting attitude, to the way she pressed herself against every stallion she could, it was clear she was here for a good time. Describing Pinkie Pie's body brought to mind a certain term, pleasantly plump. She definitely wasn’t fat, but the way she wiggled definitely showed just how many sweets she indulged in. Though not the living symbol of sex Fluttershy was, Pinkie was still a treat of heavy breasts and a plush rear that taunted you to squeeze them, letting your fingers sink in deep, just begging to be felt up as she moved and positioned in ways as to accentuate her hefty rear and breasts.

The girls went on to stick close to the bar for only so long, as their presence quickly brought on whispers that found their way to the club’s manager and prompted him to find his very special guests. A handsome, if not somewhat greasy stallion with a long blond ponytail and dark brown fur dressed in a casual blue suit approached the girls, a big smile on his face as he immediately moved to speak to Rarity, whom he addressed by her name.. His eyes roamed over the alabaster unicorn hungrily, from the black high heels to the dark purple dress and matching belt to the most certainly cash filled purse that hung from a thin string on her shoulder. Rarity was definitely a perfect middle for her friends, her figure was certainly that of an hourglass, but more subtle and graceful, the curves of her body more pronounced than Rainbows but not nearly the supple, extravagant plushness that was Pinkie or Fluttershy, definitely a classy body to be sure. The stallion and Rarity talked briefly, the mare laughing at any joke the stallion made regardless of how good it actually was, as they were lead to the front row of the stage just as the last act closed.

The girls sat in darkness and silence, all but Rarity and Pinkie looking as if ready to just die from embarrassment as they waited. Suddenly, music began to rise in softly, first strange and disjointed before fading into a gentle rhythm comprised of light snapping and a precisely strummed bass. Rarity leaned over Rainbow to address her friends “I’ve heard this next act is new and very… talented.” The others just hummed and nodded as the silky smooth voice of a stallion began to sing out

“Do I seem lonely?” he started, the mares erupting into cheers and whistling as he stepped out from the shadows. “I see the shadows on my face, people have told me I don’t look the same,” The stallion was bright gold with smooth, combed back blonde hair. He was wearing a royal purple suit with matching purple dress shoes, the wrists of his white undershirt clasped by gold cufflinks emblazoned with a star. Stuffed in his breast pocket was a gold pocket square marked with GC in cursive. The buttons of his suit shone brightly as did the long silk tie just loose enough to allow him to breath and reveal the strong adam's apple that moved with his singing. “Maybe I lost weight, I’m playing hooky with the best of the best, put my heart on my chest, so you can see it too.” The stallion looked down over the mares seductively, his stance one of power as he snapped along with the music.

The girls were immediately entranced, the blushes on their face going from embarrassment to a rising heat one would feel from looking on a familiar lover as they held you in their arms. In that moment, the stallion looked down at them, with purpose, with passion, each girl could swear he was looking right at them and them alone as his bright blue eyes pierced them to the point of catching their voices in their throats. “I’m walking the long road,” he sang, slowly unbuttoning his coat as he walked to the edge of the stage “Watching the sky fall,” the stallion's hand reached down as he knelt, very gently feeling Rarity’s mane as she locked eyes with him, her breathing growing heavy as another button came undone when he pulled his hand away.

The stallion stood to his full height and began to walk about more, his gaze next falling on Rainbow “The lace of your dress tangles my neck, how do I live.” he stared right at her, urging her to stand. She did so breathlessly as his face got close to her, the smell of mint touching her nose as he stroked her cheek. He lightly pushed her back to her seat, her eyes attached to him as if moving them would kill her “The death of a bachelor!” he sang with power as the final button of his suit fell open, the stallion throwing the coat to the side. “Letting the water fall,” he began to loosen his tie “The death bachelor” he had Applejack to stand with a simple movement which she followed, the stallion sitting right in front of her as he finished removing his tie “Seems so fitting for,” he grabbed her hands gently, stroking them briefly as he put her fingers on his vests buttons. “Happy ever after!” she began to undo the buttons, practically panting as he looked down at her, his fingertips gently stroking her wrist. “How could I ask for more.” he draped his tie around the back of her neck as she finished the last button. “A lifetime of laughter, at the expense of the death of a bachelor.”

Throwing the vest somewhere on stage the stallion pushed her lightly back into her seat, waving a finger for Pinkie to come up to him “I’m cutting my mind off,” The pink mare bounced over excitedly, getting far handsier than the others as she groped the stallion's chest “It feels like my heart is going to burst,” he held his wrist out to reveal a bright golden watch that Pinkie happily removed for him, putting it into his palm as her free hand held tightly on the stallion “alone at a table for two and I just want to be served,” he returned the mare's touching with a smile, using his foot to push her back teasingly as he extended his wrist to Twilight who looked at it with a blush before noticing the cufflink. “And when you think of me am I the best you ever had?” She removed it and held onto it as he switched the mic to his other hand, extending his other wrist to Fluttershy who, with shaky hands, copied Twilight. He held out his palm as the mares put the cufflinks in his palm, from which he quickly stuffed them into his pant pockets.

“Share one more drink with me,” he pointed to Rarity who stood and walked over to him. He quickly grabbed her hand and began standing, leading her on stage causing a wild cheer from the crowd “Smile even though your sad.” he gently held her hips as he danced behind her, the mares hands subconsciously reaching up around his neck as he serenaded her, his gentle grinding causing her to moan softly beneath her breath“I’m walking the long road,” he moved away from Rarity and looked at Rainbow who blushed even more furiously before looking away. “watching the sky fall.” Rarity returned to the seats, her and Pinkie quick to grab Rainbow from her spot and force her on stage “The lace in your neck tangles my neck,” he took Rainbows hip in his palm, drawing her close to his side, before putting her hand on the top button of his white dress shirt. “How do I live!” Rainbow stared up at the stallion's face with a wide, near panicked smile, eyes pinpricks as she sloppily pulled the buttons apart one by one. “The death of a bachelor,” Rainbow became truly out of breath as her eyes fell on his now exposed chest, a body of sculpted gold, the heaving of his breast, the movements of his pecs leaving her in a state of dismay “Letting the water fall,” he pressed her in closer, just enough to be inviting, almost offering her to go further though she didn’t as she was satisfied to keep her place, eyes locked with his as he sang down at her“The death of a bachelor” he pushed her back softly as she rushed back to her seat, eyes now down cast

“Seems so fitting for,” he moved to the front, offering a hand to Applejack “Happy ever after!” Applejack took the stallions hand, moving onto the stage as red as a beat “How could I ask for more?” he held her chin in his finger as he sang, eyes so focused on hers as if to imply he was singing to her and her alone “A lifetime of laughter, at the expense of the death of a bachelor” he moved his hand lovingly, brushing aside some of her mane, thumb caressing her freckles as he moved himself so close the mare could feel the warmth of his breath. When Applejack moved her hands onto his chest he held the small of her back briefly while also motioning for Twilight to join him. By the time the princess took Applejacks place, the farm mare quickly returning to her seat, he’d stopped singing, placing the mic on it’s stand as the music played on. With a little more force than before, the stallion brought Twilight in, the mare in a hypnotized state a he held her hand in his, the two dancing, the wild beating of Twilight’s heart reaching almost dangerous speeds as his hands ran rampant over her, but never anywhere erogenous, instead safely playing around her stomach and arms, daring around her hip for a few brief moments but never further than that. To Twilight the dance felt like it lasted forever, she’d almost forgotten where she was up until the stallion moved her back to the seats.

“Death of a bachelor” he smiled as he winked at Pinkie, the mare joining him with a saunter as she reached his side “Letting the water fall!” she whispered something into his ear, causing him to smile deviously as he roughly brought his hand down directly on her rear, squeezing it for all it’s worth. The crowd burst into another wild cheer, the naughty pink mare pulling her shirt down so the stallion could ogle more of her breasts. Rolling his eyes with a smile he twirled the pink mare away “The death of a bachelor!” he pointed at Fluttershy, who stood only to attempt to run away before her friends threw her on stage, the mare standing up to almost a foot above the rather well sized stallion as he took her by the hips and looked into her eyes “Seem so fitting for,” she whispered into his ear like Pinkie before, clearly the myriad free drinks making her bold as she let the stallion grope her rear with wild abandon “Happily ever after” the stallion slid the mic into its stand as he took both hands to her behind, her panties showing briefly from his rough handling of her, causing her to shyly throw her hands over her face “How could I ask for more!” he spun the mare around, placing her at his side to make himself more visible “A lifetime of laughter!” he roughly rubbed her inner thigh and stomach with his right hand, fighting the urged to fondle her breasts, just for class’s sake. Readying to finish his piece he grabbed the mic again, leaving Fluttershy to walk weak kneed back to her seat “At the expense of the death of a bachelor” he ended with a flourish

The crowd of mares erupted into cheers as the light went out, all of them save for Twilight and friends who, once Fluttershy had finished finding her seat, stared at the stage for a few moment while the cheering went on, only for them to look at each other with a look of ‘We should leave.’. The girls got up and shuffled away, the other mares hooting and cheering at them happily as they ran back to the bar.

The girls sat, nervously smiling and waving at the other mares who came to talk to them, or rather at them with excited cheers and compliments. Before long the building settled as another performer took the stage but the girls didn’t heed him any attention, instead happy to drink as much cold alcohol they could to cool themselves off from their… experience. Coughing, Rainbow Dash brought the girls attention to her and muttered “So, next week’s my turn… maybe, uh, we could give this place a second try?