"So I am going to be gone all afternoon." Rarity was relaxing on her belly, the tender hooves of one of her pets working into the tense muscles of her back. "You know how it is, gems cost… a fortune and my flair may be for fashion, but my cutie mark? Finding gems."

Aloe's back legs were gripping to the bar above the mare, keeping her weight even while her forelegs pressed and rubbed in just the right places. "Oh, I know." She lowered herself a little more, leaning in to kiss the mare between her shoulders. "I prromize to come vizit afterwarrds."

The indulging was just what both ponies needed. Aloe loved being told what to do, it relaxed her to be able to ply her trade and just focus on being the best at what she did, without having to worry about complicated things. "Good girl, you can stop now." Rarity stretched and arched her back after the earth pony 'dismounted' her. She practically slid off the side of the massage table and landed on her hooves. "Aloe, that was wonderful. I bet your sister needs some attention too, next time you find her while she isn't busy, ambush her with a nice massage."

The mare brightened up further, her smile reaching clear across her face. "Yez Mistrrez Rrarity!"

Leaving the spa, having made sure to pay for her session, Rarity trotted across to her shop and slipped inside through the door. "Now, where are we. I am not going back there without adequate protection for my hooves."

She gathered up a cloak, some sturdy and fabulous shoes and, in short order, Rarity was ready for her little trip. The last thing she grabbed was her basket on the way out and, opening the front door, came face to face with true terror.

"Rarity!" Sweetie Belle smiled widely. "Oh, going somewhere?" Scootaloo and Apple Bloom didn't look phased by Rarity's clothes, but they didn't seem impressed enough for Rarity's sense of style, either.

"Oh, just going to collect more gems." Rarity smiled and waved a hoof at the basket floating beside her. "I should be back by evening, as usual." Seeing her little sister get a dejected look hurt Rarity and the mare leaned down and wrapped her forelegs around the filly. "I will be back, but what's wrong, darling?"

"I wanted to make us all new outfits…" The words coming from Sweetie Belle made the older unicorn practically tremble in delight. "What's wrong?"

"Sweetie, darling, that is fabulous news! When I get home we are going to make you the most amazing clothing…" Rarity saw the look of dejection remain. "But, until then, I have some lovely light blue fabric inside on my workbench," it wasn't cheap cloth, but it also wasn't expensive, "why don't you all go in and start without me, see what you can do with that."

All three of the Cutie Mark Crusaders perked up at this, knowing how much responsibility it was to just be allowed to work in Rarity's shop, let alone be allowed to play with some fabric. The fillies rushed past Rarity into her shop and she sighed at the noble sacrifice the fabric would make. "Thanks, Rarity!" Three voices chorused before the door closed behind her.

Setting one hoof before another, the unicorn made her way out of town and into the areas she knew the gems were. Looking around, she spotted just what she was looking for. "Found you." Rarity trotted along with her basket, down into the hole in the ground. The tunnel opened out into a big cave and she saw the monstrous pile of gemstones in one corner. "Darlings, you sure you don't have enough?"

"The pony!" A diamond dog tunneled out of the wall. "Come for gems, yes?" Rarity gave a happy little nod and exclamation. "Good, we get more gems, more gems!"

"This would be much easier if you simply gave me some of your gems and I show you where to find lots more." Rarity trotted along beside the diamond dog.

"NO!" Growl didn't like losing gems, not ever. "You find more gems, then you take some, we dig them and keep what we dig."

Rarity sniffed sharply, but smiled. "You have been taking a bath more regularly, Growl?" Of course he had a long way to come to get anywhere near 'spa treatment every second day', but it was a start.

"Yes…" Growl felt sullen about that, reaching up to scratch behind an ear. "Other dogs call me pony sometimes, but I not pony." The last was said with conviction.

"Of course you aren't, you are the richest diamond dog there is. Look at all your gems!" Rarity didn't mind Growl, her little agreement with him had certainly paid dividends, many times over. "Oh! Here are some." Rarity had only flicked her horn to life for a moment before the ground started to glow brightly. "A lot are here!"

Greed overtook Growl, he was about to drop to all fours but then looked askance at Rarity. Sighing, he took out the shovel she had gotten for him. Digging it in, he began to swiftly move dirt.

"You find yourself a nice diamond mare… uh, female?" Rarity was flaring her spell to find more spots to dig, but decided to strike up some conversation. "I am sure now that you have so much you must have a, girl diamond dog?"

The canine glared at Rarity but his look softened. "No." Growl dug more, finding a heavenly amount of gems. As they progressed, Rarity had gotten quieter and quieter, which he was thankful about for two reasons. She stopped asking awkward questions and… she was getting tireder, her magic straining to even work the marking stick. "You okay, pony?"

"Just… just winded. Normally using my horn doesn't tire me so much, but actual spells take it right out of me." Rarity lifted a hoof to brush her forehead carefully. The stick she was using dipped again, brushing the ground. "I might just take a little breather."

"Pony done good." Growl looked around the cave, seeing crosses marked all over the place. His vision settled at last on the treasure that he really wanted. "Pony rest… pony like Growl?"

Rarity felt a warning bell go off in her head, it was the first time any diamond dog had really asked her opinion on anything, let alone encouraged her to talk. "I… you are a nice diamond dog, Growl." Wracking her brains, Rarity fished for compliments that would work. "You cleaned yourself up, you would make any mare-"

"Bitch." Growl cut in on the unicorn. "Girl dogs are bitches."

The word had Rarity blush hotly and try to urge her magic to come back faster, she had a bad feeling. "Sorry… you would make any…" she wrinkled her nose at having to use the very uncouth word, "bitch, very happy." Rarity turned her head to where the dog had been but only saw a pile of dirt on the ground. "Where did you-"

Weight settled on Rarity, Growl was behind her and worse, on top of her. "You like Growl smell nice. You make good bitch for Growl." Rarity shifted and tried to get free but she felt the sharp claws of the diamond dog digging into her left flank. "Stop moving, pony." The claws flexed and Rarity froze. The feel of something around her neck confused her at first, until she remembered what she had done with Aloe and Lotus.

"A collar? Growl…" Rarity's throat drew tight, but not because of the gem-studded collar around it. She felt something, something warm, poking her plot. "Growl…"

"Growl be good for pony. Pony learn how diamond dogs find bitches." Growl shoved forward, jerking on the leash that led to Rarity's collar. "Pony lift tail!" Transferring the leash to his mouth, the diamond dog set his other claws into the mare's pristine side.

Rarity had a decision to make. She could fight, struggle, probably lose unless her horn would start working again. "Stop, Growl." Her voice held steel. "Growl, stop now and I will be your…" Rarity took a deep breath through her throat that felt so dry, "I will be your bitch."

Growl blinked, he was ready but he knew a mare… and a bitch, could make breeding less than fun. Letting go a little, he removed his claws from her sides and stood up, the leash still hanging from his jaws.

"You could have asked. I might have said yes." Rarity tried to salvage some dignity, but that was hard with the sight her eyes took in. Growl was ready, like a canine his shaft was bright red and had some swelling toward the base of the tapered thing. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. "Growl," Rarity turned so her plot was toward the canine, she flagged her tail, "be a good boy and you can ride some more."

He knew a ready bitch when he saw one, and Rarity was as ready as Growl really needed her. Leaping forward, the leash getting slack again, he climbed up her plot and wrapped his forelegs around her belly. He didn't aim, he didn't care, he started shoving and bucking.

Rarity winced at the pokes, but she had gained a little of her magic back. She lit her horn, reaching back and under her tail with it. Finding the hot length with her magical touch was easy, bringing it to her mound was not. "Damn you Growl…" She lined him up and gave the dog a slight squeeze.

Growl shot forward, his hips driving hard, he sank into soft flesh, his shaft parting the mare's folds and working deep. Pulling back barely an inch, he drove in again and felt his forming knot grind against her. The stimulation for the dog was more than enough and Growl's body took control as he bit down tight on the leash and bored down on the mare.

Groaning and finding herself pushing back, Rarity discovered that the diamond dog wasn't all that terrible. The size of him inside her was certainly on par with a stallion and every time his swollen knot ground against her vulva it pressed at her clitoral hood, driving spikes of pleasure through her that soon had the fashionista moaning in pleasure.

His bitch was doing just as she should, she was even making wonderfully encouraging noises and Growl wouldn't deny her the full treatment, especially not with what he had planned. Adjusting his stance a little, the canine started to put more downwards pressure on the mare, who was having trouble keeping him up, an earth pony Rarity was not.

At last Rarity felt her wobbly front legs give way and fold, she leaned forward, her spine arched up, plot in the air. The first thrust Growl gave at the new angle did just what he wanted. "Growl!" Rarity moaned his name out, the thick knot forcing into her and pushing the mare to a climax that shook her world. Even as the wave rode through her, she could feel a heat starting to build in her tighter and tighter passage. He was swelling inside her, tying them together in preparation for…

Howling filled the cave, Growl's silence broken as he vocalized around the leash that hung from his open mouth. His hot seed flooded into the pony, calling forth a series of events that would please him a lot.

Rarity's insides swelled with heat, her orgasm dragging on as a second wave crashed into the first. She opened her mouth to moan but an answering howl left her lips. The orgasms still buckled her mentally, but the unicorn knew something very odd was happening. "Growl… what?" She panted, her tongue hanging out the side of her snout.

"Good bitch. No pony no more. Growl's bitch." The diamond dog leaned down and nipped a few times along Rarity's neck, earning him another moaning howl from her.

"What do you mean?" Rarity turned to look back at Growl, she felt strange, full, but strange. He was still sunk inside her, tied in place by his hugely swollen length, he was also still flooding her insides with his seed. "What do you mean 'no pony no more'?"

"Diamond dogs no born bitches. We make them. Pony takes diamond dog, gets pups and is bitch." Growl jerked his head a little, revealing he had shortened the grip on the leash, giving it a little tug. "You my bitch now."

"Like Tartarus I am!" Rarity felt indignation fill her and tried to get up, fighting the strength of Growl. A sharp tug on the leash jerked her off balance and she struggled again. This time Growl stood up with her, turning and swinging his leg over her plot. The tugging of his shaft only encouraged Growl to let loose a renewed blast. "Stop that!"

"No, you Growl's bitch. Growl take care." The diamond dog looked back over his shoulder and wagged his tail. When Rarity did likewise, she felt something odd, she saw her own tail wagging and, as she realized it was a diamond dog's tail and not her glorious pony one, she passed out!

"Grreetingz, Zweety Belle. Iz Rrarity in?" Lotus spoke for them both, but Aloe was at her side.

Aloe grinned. "We have ze productz she vished tezt." Aloe peeked past the filly, trying to see into the room.

"Sorry, haven't seen Rarity since mid morning." Sweetie felt a little worried, her big sister's expeditions didn't usually last this long, certainly not overnight.

"Iz something matterr?" Aloe couldn't have felt the confusion in the filly better if she had been a changeling. When she saw tears appear on the unicorn's face she rushed forward to give Sweetie a hug.

"She is never gone this long! I don't know what to do!" Sweetie hugged tightly against the nice mare, sobbing out big tears. "What should I do?"

"Tell zomepony." Lotus booped the filly on the nose. She was glad Sweetie wasn't singing, she knew that Rarity's sister was capable of sending out her emotions. "Which you have just done. Can you tell uz wherre normally she looks for ze gemz?

Author's Note

Oh no! Rarity, what has happened? At the request of a patron, to see some of Ponyville's least welcome canines, I present to you how a unicorn didn't give the dog a bone, but took one. Also, damn those spa ponies' speech-patterns.

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