Mud Wrestling
“Umm…” Applejack mumbled to herself a little, looking at the rest of her friends minus Rarity and Pinkie, who were absent at the moment. “Could y’all maybe fill me in a little as to what the hay I’m seeing right now?”
The orange mare had a good point. Neither she nor the rest of her friends were quite a hundred percent what was going on. They were all quite a ways out of town, the town hall building barely visible from the small meadow that they were standing in. Before them stood a large mud pool that had formed from the couple days of rain they had had, sinking to about ankle deep to anypony who dared stepped in it. This was rather important because a small ring had been made in the mud, forming a messy arena. Outside the murky waters, many ponies had set up bleachers and even a couple of food stands. Whatever this was it was starting to become quite the event.
Applejack’s friends were still being quite silent, so she asked again. “Uh girls? Are you listening to me or am I just mumbling to myself?”
Rainbow turned her head to the farm mare. “No, I’m just as weirded out as you are, AJ,” she said, scratching her multicolored mane. “Maybe it’s a new cult or something.”
“A cult that involves mud?” Fluttershy wondered. “That seems rather messy.”
“I don’t think it’s a mud cult, Fluttershy,” Twilight said. “Although my guess is as good as yours. I thought this was some sort of rodeo.”
“I know of every rodeo in Equestria,” Applejack answered, shaking her head. “This ain’t a rodeo, at least not one in the regular circuit.” The cowpony started to look around. The place was really starting to get packed. “See anypony we might know—wait, is that Pinkie Pie?” She pointed over to their pink friend, who was talking to a dragon, strangely enough. Now that she thought about it, there was a healthy mix of the reptilian fire breathers around the meadow. The relationship between dragons and ponies had been slowly growing since the new Dragon Lord, Princess Ember, took charge.
The group of girls started to head over to the party pony as she was scribbling down some notes when she noticed her friends approaching. “Hey girls!” She yelled, waving at them. “Glad you could make it! Isn’t this exciting?”
“I think…” Twilight shrugged, looking around at all the spectacles. “It’d be nice to know what exactly ‘this’ is though.”
Pinkie Pie gasped. “You mean you don’t know what all of this is about?” Twilight shook her head. “None of you girls do?” The rest of the mares shook their heads. “Sweet naked Celestia humping a bedpost—“
“What—?”
“I can’t believe I didn’t tell you all about this!” Pinkie’s shrilled and weathered breathes wheezed heavily as she continued to talk. “Oh how stupid of me! Forgetting something as important as telling some of my closest friends about today, perhaps the most important day of our lives—no, of all lives!”
“PINKIE!” The four mare shouted, stopping the mare’s mouth.
“Oops… right,” the party pony grinned sheepishly. She cleared up her throat and took a deep breath. “We’re having a mud wrestling match!” The mare struck a pose, no doubt fireworks and confetti exploding in the background of her mind when in reality she was just standing there with her fists on her sides and looking up in an offhand direction. Her eye darted a little to her friends, who just stood there not getting totally pumped. “You’re supposed to go crazy with excitement, guys,” Pinkie said through her teeth, still holding her pose.
“For a mud wrestling match?” Fluttershy asked. “That seems sort of… lewd.”
Rainbow thought to herself for a second, scratching her chin a little as she asked. “Wait, guys mud wrestling or not guys mud wrestling?”
“Not guys,” Pinkie said.
“Gay,” Rainbow said in a frump, crossing her arms and frowning. “Now if we got some of the pegesi or earth stallions from around town going at it, then that’d be a show. Two guys… rubbing and rolling around in the mud, squeezing and tugging things, trying to dominate the other dude by wrapping their legs around their necks and spreading their legs, and then I jump in and then… ah~~” The cyan mare started to drool a little as she became enticed by her own fantasy and started groaning like a lovesick idiot as her imagination took over and the men in her mind started ripping each other’s clothes off and making out with one another. A minute or two later she caught the deadpan stares of her friends and chuckled nervously. “So… uh… yeah! Moving on… mud wrestling… that’s cool I guess.”
“It is!” Pinkie Pie shouted with glee, her hand darting forward with her palm lying flat. “And the best part is it’s only fifty bits for a ticket!”
“What?!” Twilight spat. “That’s ridiculous! I’m not paying for that! I don’t even know whose wrestling.”
“Hmm?” Pinkie hummed. “Oh, did I forget to mention that? It’s Rarity.” Her friends looked at her with big stares and dropped jaws.
“Rarity…” Applejack said.
“Our friend Rarity?” Fluttershy added.
“Our friend Rarity who hates mud…” Twilight started to say.
“… Is going to mud wrestle?” Rainbow finished. Pinkie Pie nodded at all of their questions. Rainbow’s hand quickly dug right into her pocket and fished out several gold coins and crisp green bills. “Oh I have got to see this!”
“Ain’t no way in hell I’m missing a chance to see Miss fussy britches get thrown around in the mud,” Applejack agreed, handing the pink mare a small bag of bits.
“I guess it’d be nice to support her…” Fluttershy said, paying the ticket fee to Pinkie as well.
“Rarity’s doing this willingly, right?” Twilight asked. “This isn’t some sort of blackmail or other nasty business and you somehow roped her into it?” Pinkie Pie shook her head no. “Well OK then!” The alicorn reached into her check book and scribbled a fifty bit sum on it. “I guess we’ll take our seats then.”
“Fantastic!” The party pony beamed, taking all of her friend’s money and giving it a quick count before shoving it all down the crease in her shirt. “And you’re in luck too! We were just getting ready to start the show!” Pinkie Pie skipped away from the group of mares and headed over to the sound booth to discuss some last minute things with the DJ.
The four girls started heading to the bleachers, carefully scooting by other patrons who were already sitting down until they found an opening where all four of them could sit. As they got settled in, Twilight noticed that her seat was blocked by a large piece of poster board. She frowned, leaning forward and tapping the mare in front of her on the shoulder. “Excuse me, I don’t mean to pry but do you think you could put the sign down? I can’t see.”
“Oh I’m sorry,” the mare said, turning around and gasping a little when she saw who had tapped her. “Princess Twilight?”
“Coco Pommel?” Twilight wondered. Seeing the Manehatten mare all the way down in Ponyville was quite rare, especially since she had recently took over Rarity’s boutique branch in said city. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to watch Miss Rarity,” the young mare said, showing the purple alicorn her poster board. It was a picture of Rarity’s face inside a heart with an overly large amount of glitter sprinkled on it with the slogan ‘Go Rarity Go!’ written in big letters. “I hope she wins, she’s so strong and smart and beautiful…” her lips sucked in on themselves and she blushed. “I mean, sure she’s pretty and sexy but that doesn’t mean I like her that way… right?”
“Umm…” Twilight said uncomfortably. “Sure… yeah…” Coco sighed with relief. “Just keep the sign down a little, okay?”
“Yes ma’am,” Coco nodded as she lowered her sign and turned back to the arena where things were just getting on their way.
Pinkie Pie walked through the mud, her jeans rolled up so they wouldn’t get dirty. She gave her microphone a few taps on her mic to make sure it was on. “Hello?” She spoke into the mic, hearing her voice echo through the speakers. “Hello! And welcome everypony to Mud Wrestlegeddon 2: This Time its Personal!” The whole makeshift arena went into an uproar.
Applejack scratched her head. “Wait… 2? When the heck was the first one?
“Knowing my luck that’s the one with the naked guys wrestling…” Rainbow groaned, still pissed that she was about to see girls fight instead of stallions.
“Guys, quit it, Pinkie’s trying to talk,” Twilight shushed.
Pinkie smiled as she continued her opening speech. “We have quite a special match for you today! A battle of bodacious booties and tantalizing titties! The ultimate showdown to find out who is the dominant species! So without any further introductions, let’s introduce our first fighter! She’s the white coated beauty, and the unbreakable gem. The girl who puts the damn in damsel, but she don’t need a prince today! Wearing the purple bikini, give it up for Rarity!”
All the ponies and dragons in the stands started going crazy and the fashionista left her changing tent and walked into the open. Rarity took a moment to adjust her stringy bikini top, making sure nothing was popping out before heading towards the ring. She didn’t notice that all of her friends were in the audience, staring at her with disbelief that she would do something like this, but she had her reasons. Oh she had her reasons, and it wasn’t even because she looks super good in a swimsuit although that was true. She was filled out in all the right places, decently large breasts, nice wide hips, long, smooth legs, and glimmering violet hair and tail. Rarity looked down at the edge of the mud circle and, with no hesitation, took a step into the mud. On some level she hated this, but if this was what she had to do to get what she wanted, then she’d do it.
The murky mud was already starting to brown her white feet when she got next to Pinkie Pie and she waved around the arena. The unicorn hadn’t expected this sort of turnout, but she supposed once word got out that she’d be mud wrestling every hot-blooded guy and gal dropped everything to see her. In a way it was flattering but it meant nothing. There was only one guy she cared about, and he was sitting in the front row. Spike had been there for a while waiting for the fight to start. He had been munching on some popcorn when the mare had made her entrance. That popcorn was now split on the ground by his feet, the dragon unable to keep his gaze away from Rarity. The white mare took notice to this and gave him a little wink and even blew him a kiss.
“She… she blew me a kiss…” Coco stuttered, her cheeks burning up as she was overtaken by joy and passion, not realizing that Spike was a few seats ahead of her. “She blew me a kiss!” The cream coloured mare was nearly in tears. “Woo hoo! Go Rarity!” She yelled at the top of her lungs, lifting her sign up as high as she could. “I believe in you! Nopony can stop you!”
“Coco, c’mon!” Twilight groaned, trying to look past the sign. “You’re blocking my view.”
“Sorry…”
Rarity had seen Coco screaming at her, although she couldn’t really make out what she was saying. She was pleasantly surprised at the amount of support Coco was giving her and she gave her a little wave.
“She’s… she’s waving at me,” Spike sighed lovingly, not realizing that the wink and blown kiss had been for him, and the wave for Coco. The dragon just assumed she was playing it up for the audience. His hand started to wave back at Rarity, his mind completely memorized by the skimpily dressed beauty.
“That’s right, isn’t she a looker?” Pinkie laughed patting Rarity on her back as she whispered, “See? I told you this was a good idea.”
“I still think there were better options than mud wrestling…” Rarity whispered back. “But I suppose it’s a little late to back out now.”
“Of course it is,” Pinkie said. “There’s no way I’m giving everypony and dragon here a refund.” The pink mare stepped away from Rarity and resumed her focus to the crowd. “Rarity everypony, isn’t she great? Who do you think would dare step into the ring with such an idol of combat?”
Rainbow leaned into Applejack’s ear. “Idol of combat? Has Rarity ever fought anything other than a bad hair day?”
The farm mare took a moment to rake her brain a little. “Nothing seems to come to mind.”
“Umm…” Fluttershy squeaked. “Didn’t she lift that giant boulder when she was discorded? And it was five times her size?.”
“Oh yeah…” Applejack said. “I forgot about that… damn.” The orange mare looked a little shocked. “Rarity might not actually lose this fight.”
“Sort of a weird thought,” Rainbow said. “Rarity wins the fight. Although I guess it depends on who she’s going up against.” The girls looked back to Pinkie who was… just standing there waiting patiently.
“As I was saying…” Pinkie said after Rainbow and Applejack had finished offhandedly mentioning plot points. “Who would dare enter the muddy circle against this mare? Surely no pony would have the guts to fight this mare, and you’d be right! We had to scour the globe to find a girl with enough lady balls to go toe-to-toe with Rarity. So please, everypony and dragon scream like crazy for our second contender, the azure devil, the horny horned she-drake, sporting the yellow bikini, the current Dragon Lord: Princess Ember!”
As Pinkie had instructed, the whole place nearly blew the roof (though there wasn’t one) off as the aqua blue dragoness came on the scene. Ember stood proudly, both claws resting on her thin, slender blue thighs. Her scales sparkled a little in the sunlight and showed off her lean yet strong complexion. The dragoness pulled up her bikini bottoms a little, wiggling her large tail a little and giving her wings a few flaps. She hovered over the mud and landed a few feet away from Pinkie and Rarity, the latter of which was giving her a strange, almost hostile glare.
Pinkie hopped over to her covering her microphone as they talked, the roaring crowd making it so not even Rarity could hear them. “They love you, Ember!”
The azure dragon tried her best to smile as she gave the arena a little wave. “You ponies have strange customs. Never in a thousand years would I have guessed you welcome new lords and emperors with mud fights.”
“Yeah I did say that, didn’t I?” Pinkie said sheepishly. “And its mud wrestling.”
“I still think it’s a bit odd though,” Ember said. “As Dragon Lord, wouldn’t it make more sense for me to do combat with one of your princesses instead of Rarity?”
“Yeah I thought about that,” Pinkie smiled. “And the reason is that Rarity’s their champion, fighting on their behalf.”
“Interesting,” the dragoness hummed, looking at the white mare. She definitely seemed determined and radiated the aura of a wild animal, but a champion to take place of a princess seemed a little far-fetched to her. “I never took her as a warrior, but we didn’t spend much time together when she was in the Badlands last time.” She just shrugged a little. “Regardless, if this a pony tradition then as a visitor of your lands I will proudly participate in your tradition.”
“That’s the spirit!” the pink mare beamed as she and Ember walked closer to Rarity. She lifted her mic back up and started announcing again. “All right everypony! The fighters are here, they’re ready to rumble for your amusement! Just remember girls, I want a dirty fight, but I want a clean one as well. No punching, kicking, scratching, kneeing, eye poking or biting. Other than that my word is law! Now fighters… shake!”
Ember held out a hand to Rarity. “Good luck, Rarity. You’ll need it,” the dragon said cockily. Just because this was a friendly competition didn’t mean she was going to hold back, she had to fight in the name of the Dragons of the Badlands.
“Oh, I am going to destroy you,” Rarity growled, taking her hand and shaking it, her grip tightening like a python in Ember’s grasp. She meant every word of it as well. What the dragoness did was unforgivable and she wouldn’t take it lying down.
The azure dragon smirked a little, taking a step back. She admired her opponent’s resolution. She got herself ready to fight, spreading her legs a little and readying her hands.
“Girls, get ready…” Pinkie said, raising her hand in the air before swinging it down quickly and yelling at the top of her lungs “FIGHT!”
The second her friend shouted ‘fight’ Rarity was already lunging at Ember, her teeth gritted and fingers spread as she fell right on top of the surprised dragoness. There was a big splash in the mud as Ember’s back slammed into the murky waters. The white mare winced a little as some mud was sprayed in her face from the impact but she didn’t let that stop her. Rarity took advantage of her stunned opponent and got onto her knees. The dragon was flailing as the unicorn grabbed both of her legs and wrapped it around her own leg and twisted around in half a circle, rolling the dragoness onto her stomach.
Ember strained to keep her head above the mud in her awkward position. She felt a large tinge of pain in the core of her back as Rarity pulled up on her legs in a Boston crab leg lock. The dragoness groaned a little. “You’re a lot stronger than you look…” she said as her face began sinking into the mud.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me,” Rarity huffed, pulling harder on her leg lock, and she heard the Dragon Lord give a little whine of pain and it was like music to her ears. “Like that I’m a former Tag Team champion in Equestrian Wrestling.”
“How was I supposed to know that?” Ember muttered, her tail whipping around Rarity’s waist. With all her ass strength, she managed to give the white pony a good shake and Rarity lost her hold on her. The azure she-drake then proceeded to roll onto her back, taking Rarity with her. The unicorn fell right into the mud with a big splash, the wet dirt soaking and staining her white fur and getting into her hair and mane.
Rarity slowly got up and back onto her knees. Mud was dripping off of her in big globs of built-up dirtballs. Her right eye was closed to keep the water and mud out but her other eye was burning with anger. With her less dirty hand, she wiped off some of her grime as she stood down the dragoness.
Ember shook her head a little, from the breasts down she was covered with a thick layer of mud. She gave her wings a little flap and cleared herself off a bit, but she was still fairly filthy. The dragoness gave her opponent a big smirk, lifting one of her hand and taunting her.
With a loud battle cry the two girls shuffled at one another, clashing in the center of the ring. Their palms met one another and they pushed with all their might, trying to knock the other over. The two fighters teetered one another, neither able to get leverage over the other for more than a second. Ember tried advancing forwards, waddling on her muddy knees and literally pushing Rarity in the mud. The white mare tried digging her feet in the ground to stop herself but she couldn’t get a grip and soon she started to slip.
Rarity wobbled and fell backwards as the dragon overpowered her. Now she was the one who was pinned down. The white mare struggled to try and get out of the dragon’s grasp but she was unable to so much as wiggle her back a bit. Ember slid more on top of her until she was sitting on Rarity’s stomach, the mare helpless to do anything about it.
The azure dragoness raised both of her arms in victory, egging on the crowd as she got them riled up. It was at this moment that she realized that Pinkie had failed to mention when the fight would be over and so she turned to the pink pony. “Umm, Pinkie Pie?” She shouted, trying to catch her attention. “When is the fight over? I have successfully pinned down my opponent and I’m not sure what else there is to do.”
“Oh… umm…” Pinkie Pie panicked a little, she hadn’t expected one of them to lose so quickly. “Well… you… have… to…” She tried to drag her words for as long as possible as she raked her brain for an answer. She looked down at Rarity, giving her a look that screamed ‘help me!’
Rarity was feeling it too, she didn’t want to lose… no, she wouldn’t lose! That was not an option for her. No, she would have to do something drastic. The dragoness made the mistake of leaving her hands free and she reached up towards Ember’s chest and grabbed the center of her bikini top and with one cruel tug, Rarity ripped the yellow top right off. There was a small tangent of silence as the whole crowd stared in awe at the shirtless Dragon Lord. Ember herself didn’t even realize what had happened until she had looked down at her chest and saw it was fully exposed to the world. Two shapely curves of spotted blue scales with pert nipples bounced around and the dragoness’s blue face started to turn a dark crimson.
She let out a high pitch, outrageously girlish scream as her claws covered up her chest. Her wings spread out and wrapped around her torso like a beach towel and darted around to look for her bikini in the mud, but there wasn’t a sign of her bright yellow top.
Twilight’s jaw was dropped open. “Holy crap…”
“Did Rare just rip that girl’s top off?” Applejack wondered.
“This is almost as good as guys wrestling!” Rainbow cheered.
“I don’t want to see this!” Fluttershy said as she covered his eyes with her hand. “Tell me when they put Ember’s top back on.”
Ember was furious with rage and embarrassment. “T-t-that was completely uncalled for!” She growled, glaring down at Rarity who only grinned arrogantly back at her. “I should fill your face full of fire for a move like that! I am a Dragon Lord!”
“You’re nothing but a scaly lizard woman!” Rarity screamed, her legs wrapping around the dragon’s stomach and forced her off of her. “And relax, it’s not like you have much to show off anyways.” She pointed down at Ember’s less than stellar rack size. “I guess not everything is bigger on a dragon.”
“I will not be treated like this!” The dragoness hissed at the mare. She swiped out at Rarity, her long claws slicing the fabric of Rarity’s top with expert precision. It fell off of the white mare’s chest in tatters and her large, bountiful bosoms flopped out. “How do you like it, grass muncher?”
Rarity looked idly down at her exposed breasts. Her top had protected her boobs from mud so they were still a bright white, the only darkness being her erect, teal nipples. Her face turned a little red but not out of embarrassment, but out of a guilty pleasure. All these ponies and dragons getting to see her boobs, especially one dragon. The unicorn grabbed both of her tits and gave them a little jiggle for the audience. “Please, sadly my shame in this matter died one night at a Gala where a particular god of chaos, who shall remain nameless, sucked all my clothes off with a vacuum cleaner. Once Canterlot dignitaries see every part of you exposed everything else is sort of… eh. Besides, a true lady has no shame in her body.”
Up in the bleachers, Coco and Spike were clenching their faces to try and stiffen out the blood flow leaking from their noses. “This is the best day of my life!” They both sang in under their hands.
The azure dragon was taken aback by Rarity’s statement. She wouldn’t be outdone by somepony. “I’ll show you who doesn’t have a shame!” Ember grabbed the thin strings of her bottoms and with no hesitation tore off the rest of her bikini. From the buttery yellow curtains revealed the dragon’s true treasure, a gleaming wet slit of dark blue scales exposing a tinge of dark flesh. She kept her legs spread so there was no hiding anything from the crowd.
The white mare raised an eyebrow. What she did was quite daring, and it earned her a little respect for the scaly bitch. Still, not one to be undone she shoved her own purple bottoms down by her ankles. Rarity’s own glistening marehood twitched ever so slightly as she felt everypony’s eyes glaze over her, memorized by her lower sex.
Pinkie Pie bit her lips with excitement. This had gone better than she could have ever hoped for! She had to capitalize on this. “Mares and Gentlecolts! It seems that this little mud wrestling match has evolved into something much more! I’d say the gloves are off now but they’re actually bikinis and I think it’s time for a few rule changes. I declare that the winner shall be decided by who can make their opponent cum first! What do you think of that?”
Of course the crowd roared with approval, or at least mostly. Most of Rarity’s friends were a little spooked by the sudden nudity, and they weren’t sure they were on board with watching Rarity try and please the dragoness.
“Pinkie Pie…” Rarity said, turning to her friend. “Could you come over here for a second?” The pink pony nodded and waddled through the mud and leaned her ear into Rarity’s face. “Don’t you think that’s a little extreme? I’m not sure that I feel comfortable doing THAT with another mare—dragoness.”
“Oh really?” Pinkie Pie said nonchalantly. “Then I guess you’ve gotten over how Ember over there tried to steal your dragon. Now think about it, Rare. What would be more humiliating than making that no-good dragon stealer ejaculate in front of all her subjects? You’ll make the most powerful dragoness in Equestria your bitch!”
Pinkie Pie was a lot of things, and convincing was one of them. Even as the words left her mouth they had already wormed their way into the white mare’s mind. Already she was thinking of ways to shame and degrade the dragoness before her. “Oh I’m going to fuck her so hard she’s going to beg me to become a lesbian.”
“That’s the spirit!” Pinkie beamed as she gave the mare a quick pat on the back. “You keep visualizing that and it’ll come true! Now just wait here for one second.” She scurried across the muddy ring and met with Ember. “So are you ready for this, dragon girl?”
“Can I just say that this is becoming quite ridiculous?” The dragoness folded her arms up and frowned at the party pony. “I am all for exploring your customs but I am entitled to some dignity.”
“Oh and you’ll get your dignity and more,” Pinkie Pie said. “This is the ultimate challenge for you. To prove your power to us and make the champion of the princesses orgasm and bend to your will. Show us that you can be a powerful ally and win our respect.”
The Dragon Lord started to smile at the thought of that. The pink mare had a way with words. It would send a powerful statement if relations between the two races ever became shaky, and victory over the mare deemed worthy by their goddesses would be quite intoxicating. “Very well, I will have that mare panting like a bitch in heat between my fingers.”
“That’s what I want to hear,” the pink mare grinned slyly. With all of that out of the way, it was time to get things back on track. She walked back to the center of the ring and raised her mic. “OK ponies and dragons! We have a match! These two lovely ladies are about to engage in the ultimate battle of endurance and orgasm control. The rules are simple, first mare to lose it loses it all! Nothing is off limits to make your opponent feel that good sensation! Are you two ready?” They shook their heads yes. “Then… let’s get it on!”
The girls ran at one another and Ember tried to grab the mare. Rarity ducked underneath her grasp though and got behind her back. The unicorn wrapped both of her legs and her arms around the dragon, each of her hands clutching one of her modest tits and gave it a big squeeze, pinching her eager nipples between her fingers. Already she could hear her opponent give little moans. However, the mare was feeling a bit of an assault of her own. Ember’s spade ended tail and rolled up and nestled itself between her rear end and gave it a big spank. Rarity gave a loud yelp as the pleasurable sting washed through her body. Damn her sensitive ass!
Rarity was hit with another hard spank from Ember’s tail, followed by another. Each hard smack jiggled her snow white butt and made her hotter. It wouldn’t be enough to get her to cum, but it was getting her there. Meanwhile her pitiful groping was hardly doing anything to agitate her. A fourth slap hit her rear, and her white buns were starting to cook red. She had to change tactics and fast. The white mare let go of the mare and made some distance between the two of them to catch her breath for a moment.
But Ember was going to have none of that. She pounced right back onto the mare and grappled with her. Their boobs started to squish together as the dragoness tried to find a place to get her grip. The two slid around in the mud, neither one letting up any ground. When Ember got a foothold on Rarity, the unicorn would wiggle out. If Rarity managed to hook the dragon into a hold, she’d managed to escape. Ember eventually lunged over Rarity as the mare went low, taking a claw to both of the mare’s already tender rear ends while Rarity’s head got stuck between her leg.
With all her strength, the white mare somehow managed to lift the dragon right off the ground, an impressive feat for her and slammed her back into the mud. Ember quickly recovered though and was back onto her knees. Again their bodies collided. They were wet, sweaty and filthy girls. They could hardly touch one another without sliding away. One had to really get a hook around a joint, like when Rarity got the back of Ember’s knee and slammed the dragoness into the mud. Then she put all of her weight on top of her to try and keep her from sliding around on her. She didn’t care if they were pressed up quite perversely as she was literally on top of her. Her boobs engulfed the dragon’s smaller chest, and Rarity could feel the fire burning inside the dragon’s gut. But what really made her quiver was the fact that the two girl’s dirty little snatches were rubbing tenderly up against one another. It made both of them quiver with a sinful sensation, even the slightest move would cause them to grind each other even more and they found themselves staring into each other’s eyes. Both of them started to turn red and awkwardly turned their heads away from one another.
In the moment of distress between the two of them, Ember pushed the mare off of her and locked both of her shoulders in an arm lock. “I got you now, girl.”
“Maybe so…” Rarity groaned, trying to wiggle free. “But your hands are preoccupied, I doubt you’ll be able to do anything to me.”
“Oh Rarity… you think too small…” the dragon grinned mischievously as Rarity felt something digging through the mud underneath her.
“Oh no…” Rarity gulped as she saw the spaded tail of the dragoness emerge like a tentacle from the murky water. She knew where this was going so she tried to close her legs up but Rarity’s legs were pried open by Ember’s and left her target wide open. The unicorn winced as she felt the first little tickle from the tail between her folds, skillfully slinking around her sensitive opening. Ember was just toying with her, and she could feel the smug grin behind her as her tail circled her vagina like a shark going for the kill. The dragon’s tail moved upwards a bit more and began a relentless chafing of her nether. Round and round of terrible yet exquisite desires radiated throughout her and infected her soul. The dragon’s tail were the sticks rubbing against her marehood to set her very passion ablaze and it was working.
Rarity started panting heavily and all of her willpower was focused on not doing what her body wanted and cumming. Ember’s tail got even more vicious though, no longer satisfied with just rubbing around her bush but now had started to dive down her fuck hole. The tip spread her wide open as it forced the length down, and the mare felt like she was getting ravished by a big cock. She could feel the drool dripping past her dirt encrusted lips as her fists clenched and her voice screamed. Ember’s tail kept pumping into her, her legs shaking as she was relentlessly tail screwed by the dragon.
“Can’t… do it…” Rarity moaned, her mind barely able to function. She was going to lose to the dragon that wanted to steal her dragon and there was nothing she could do about it. Maybe she should just accept defeat with what little dignity she still had left and enjoy her last brief moment of pleasure before becoming overwhelmed by disappointment in her defeat.
“Yes you can!” She heard a voice shouting from the crowd. Rarity briefly looked up and saw that it was Coco. The cream coloured mare was standing up on the bleachers, the sign that she had made tossed behind her and inadvertently smacked Twilight in the face with it. “You’re the strongest mare that I know! You can do anything you put your mind to because you’re Rarity! The greatest, smartest, most beautiful girl in the world and your hair smells like lavender oil and strawberries! So don’t give up! Beat that dragon!” She turned around and looked at Rarity’s friends. “C’mon girls! Rare-ee-tee! Rare-ee-tee!” She chanted, trying to get the unicorn’s friends to cheer with her. After a couple of times a few ponies started to cheer with her, and soon half the stands were shouting Rarity’s name.
“Rare-ee-tee! Rare-ee-tee! Rare-ee-tee!” They all shouted, cheering on the mare. Rarity heard their words, distracting her from the slick tail rummaging around inside of her. It gave her something to focus on and she started to fight back again. The unicorn wiggled her hips a little and managed to free her legs and with her toes and feet pulled the tail out of her. Her knees closed up to prevent her from being penetrated and she forced herself forward, falling face first into the mud. She took a deep breath as she buried her face into the mud, trying to get herself as filthy as possible. Rarity felt the dirty grime coating her face and shoulders, making her slippery, slippery enough to get her arms free from the dragon's grasp. The unicorn crawled between the dragoness’s legs and jumped on her, the sudden weight causing Ember to fall flat on the ground.
Rarity then rolled on her stomach to turn herself around so that she was facing Ember’s rear. She grabbed the girl’s long reptilian tail and pulled it out of the way as she found her target, the light blue folds of the dragon’s mound. Now it was her turn to go on the offensive. Rarity fought a little with her prey’s wiggling rear and tail that tried to fling her off but once she got the tail locked under one of her arms Ember was wide open for her assault. The white mare quickly sucked on two of her fingers to get them nice and slippery and then jammed them deep into the dragon’s pussy.
The she-drake coughed up a few flames as she was overtaken by a brief moment of unwanted ecstasy. Rarity’s fingers were working on her slit like a jackhammer. She tried to escape but her wings were pinned underneath the mare’s feet. Rarity’s fingers curled up a little, and she worked up a big glob of spit in her mouth and spat it between the folds of the dragon’s lower lips, lubing her up and glistening her fingers up. The dragon was like putty in her fingers, crooning as her legs started to flail around, though soon they stopped fighting her and began to relax. She was submitting to her, and her body was losing the will to resist her.
The white mare pulled her legs up, shoving the dragon’s face deeper into the mud, and spread her legs far apart. As she continued to finger fuck the dragoness, Rarity’s thumb managed to weasel into her rectum, fiddling around her tight rear ring. She had found the dragon’s dirty little secret weakness as the mere breach of anal penetration was already sending Ember into uncontrollable spasms. She added another finger into the azure dragon’s pussy, bringing the total to three. Another finger assaulting her, tearing into the depths of her sex would prove too much for the Dragon Lord, as Ember’s eye started to cross, her nose leaking smoke and her heartbeat racing wildly in her chest as if it would burst. Her eyes clenched tight as she felt herself reach her peak and hit her orgasm.
But the dragoness wouldn’t go down so easily. She wasn’t dragon lord for nothing and she aimed to prove it to the world. So as she edged closer to her impending doom, Ember twisted around as much as she could manage, digging her hands into the mud to help further twist her torso until she was awkwardly turned backwards. Her hips and legs were still in the mare’s lock but at least Ember was now in a position to give her a run for her money. She tried to get a grasp in between Rarity’s thighs, squeezing on the unicorn’s muddy rear end for dear life. She wouldn’t be able to let go or else she would fall and her tail was tied up in Rarity’s arms. There was one last limb she could use though, and she really didn’t want to have to use it but when the other option is defeat then she would suffer through it. Ember leaned her head up as far as she could and stuck out her tongue. The fork-pronged tip slithered as far as it could to reach Rarity’s swollen and earth soaked slit. All it needed was a few caresses and the mare would cum, but the fingerwork being forced down her was driving her crazy. The azure dragon flicked her tongue madly, swinging around until she finally landed on the sweet spot just as the last of her own walls came crumbling down.
Rarity felt the foreign touch brush up on her lower lips like a pronged paintbrush. It was the first time she had ever felt a dragon tongue down there and despite the fact that it came for a woman, it felt far too good. She couldn’t take that final killing blow from the she-drake and like a gushing waterfall, Rarity’s pent up cum finally washed out and splattered onto Ember’s face. Taking the dragon in surprise. However the mare wasn’t the only one to cum, for in the very same instant, Ember’s own fireworks went off and spritz of the dragon’s clear, creamy cum sprayed through Rarity’s finger in celebration of her victory.
The crowd went wild as Rarity dropped her opponent and staggered down on her own hands and knees. Her muscles were sore, she was covered head to toe with murky earth, she had mud in places that shouldn’t have mud in it. The only relief that she felt was between her legs, but even that was racked with guilt and disappointment.
“Wow!” Pinkie gasped, walking up to Rarity and holding her hand in victory. “Didn’t see that coming, folks! Looks like here at ‘Mud Wrestlegeddon 2: This Time its Personal!’ we have ourselves a tie!”
“WOO HOO!” Coco screamed at the top of her lungs, throwing away the sign she had made. She was a little saddened that Rarity hadn’t been the sole winner of the fight, but at least she hadn’t lost. Regardless, this had been the best day of her life, although she wished that she could have been in Ember’s position at the end there.
Rarity waved a little to her cheering section but was more concerned about her guest of honour. Surely Spike had enjoyed the show, it was all for him after all. When she laid eyes on the drake she found out that those words were all too true. At some point around the end of her match, Spike had passed out with a big grin on his face, his tongue hanging out and a large erection pitching up his pants. In a way it was flattering, she supposed. “Oh Spike...” she sighed. “And here I was hoping you’d have energy for the encore.”
“Well done… Rarity,” a voice grovelled at her feet, Rarity looked down and saw Ember slowly picking herself up. The dragoness was a mess just like her, though the mud was a little less clingy to her scales than the mare’s fur. “You fought valiantly. I can see why the princesses chose you as their champion.”
“Hey, Ember!” Pinkie Pie laughed nervously, wrapping her arm around the Dragon Lord. “Another tradition is zip it and quit it.”
“Wait… what was she saying?” Rarity wondered, scratching a bit of the mud out of her mane.
“Nothing!”
Ember shoved the pink mare off of her. “All I was saying is that this is too much. As a visitor to your country I hate the idea of going against one of your proud traditions but this is becoming too much for me.”
“Tradition?” Rarity asked, tilting her head a little with confusion. “This isn’t a tradition.”
“Then what is it?”
“This is fight between you and me for trying to steal Spike away from me!” The white mare growled. “I see the way you act when you’re with him, blushing and giggling at his jokes, and you can barely keep your hands off of him.” She gave a little huff, getting up in the dragon’s face. “Well I’m here to tell you that I will not tolerate this! He’s MY dragon, you got it?”
Ember stood there with a confused look on her brow before soon she started to chuckle. It started off as a little giggle but soon it exploded to full blown laughter. “Wait… you think? HA!” She cackled, bending over in her laughing fits. “Rarity, you know I have no interest in Spike, right?”
“Hah?” The mare moaned surprisingly.
“Spike and I are just friends, Rarity. Whenever he comes to visit the Badlands he won’t shut up about the cute white unicorn he’s had a crush on since forever. We share stuff sure but love ain’t one of those things. Besides, I have like three dozen drakes and dragonesses to match any urges I need. You can have Spike.” The two mares were a little awestricken by her little statement. “But you were willing to go toe-to-toe with the Dragon Lord for him? That takes guts, pony.” She opened up both of her arms. “I believe this is the part where we make up and hug?”
Rarity smiled as she walked in and gave the muddy dragoness a big hug. They lingered for a moment, really feeling the love. It really had all been a big misunderstanding. “Yes, and I’m sorry for overreacting so much. Looking back at it now, it was rather immature and foolish of me to be so selfish and jump to conclusions. It’s just that you’re a dragon and he’s a dragon…”
“That doesn’t mean anything, Rarity,” Ember said as the two broke away from their hug. “If I’ve learned anything from you ponies it’s that love makes us all equals, and you tend to mistaken friendship for romance. So don’t worry about it… friend?”
“Of course, darling,” Rarity beamed, patting her new gal pal on the back. The crowd had been listening to their conversation through Pinkie’s microphone and slowly began applauding them. It was nice that the two of them were able to let bygones be bygones.
Pinkie Pie’s head slowly rose up between the two girls with a big, sinister smile. “Good going girls. You should kiss and make up. Go on, maybe use some tongue.”
“Ah yes…” Ember said, her happy grin turning into a frown. “I wanted to have a little chat with you. Do you know what the penalty is for lying to the Dragon Lord?”
“Why did you even do all of this, Pinkie?” Rarity asked. “That’s the one thing I really can’t figure out. You lied to the both of us and it clearly couldn’t have been for either of our benefits.”
The party mare started to back away a little from the two, but Ember grabbed the mare by the shirt sleeve. Pinkie’s smile became more nervous as she started to break out into a sweat. “Well… you see it’s actually a funny story.” Rarity and Ember both gave her a deadpanned stare, causing her to gulp. “So about a month ago I was trying a ton of different cupcake recipes, one of which was to put dynamite in the cupcakes, the theory to give it explosive flavours.”
“You put TNT in a cupcake?” Rarity asked.
“Explosive flavours!” Pinkie argued. “But anyways… it turns out when you put explosives in an oven the heat can cause premature ignition and I sort of… blew up the kitchen in Sugarcube Corner. And now I have to get it all repaired before the Cakes come back from their visit in Canterlot and literally murder me for blowing up their bakery. So I did what any sane mare would do in that situation and used my friend’s jealousy to fund a mud wrestling match for profit. But if it makes you feel any better…” She reached down her shirt and pulled out a whole fistful of cash. “I managed to make my quota! And there’s even a little extra for you guys so no hard feelings, right?” She opened up her arms and spread them wide. “This is the part where we hug, right?”
Rarity and Ember both looked at one another, then at Pinkie Pie, and then back at one another. They both had a terrible smirk on their faces as Rarity’s horn began to glow. “What do you say, dear? I go high, you go low?”
“Of course, Rare,” Ember chuckled, her claws flexing and within a flash, she swiped below Pinkie’s waist and shredded up her jeans and panties. Meanwhile, Rarity’s magic gripped around the party mare’s shirt and tore it off, along with her bra. All the money that Pinkie had stored in her bra rained down into the mud as she made an attempt to cover up her big, juicy tits and her legs crossed while trying to hide her naughty pussy.
“EEK!” Pinkie screamed, her mane getting frazzled in her panic. “This isn’t as fun as I thought it would be.”
“It gets worse,” Rarity grinned, giving her friend a push to knock her off balance. As she was stumbling, Ember’s tail tripped her up and caused Pinkie to fall into the mud with a big splash. The white mare reached down and scooped up a good handful of bits and started to count it. “I think this is more than a fair share for our participation. Ember would you like to go and get some tea? I’m buying.”
“So generous,” Ember said, picking up some of the money as well. “But I’m buying the cakes.”
“It’s a deal,” Rarity beamed as the two started to walk out of the mud. “There’s tons of places for us to go around town. Oh! I’ll give you the grand tour…” She trailed on as they got farther and farther from the little arena and towards Ponyville. Sensing that the show was over, the ponies and dragons started to slowly file out. They all went home until all that was left were four mares sitting in the empty bleachers. Twilight, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash and Applejack just sat there in the silence, not really sure what they had seen or witnessed. Until finally Rainbow finally broke the silence.
“Wait… did Rare and Ember just walk into town naked?”
Author's Note
There has been a lot of drama ever since Ember showed up and I'd love to avoid all of that. So please keep things civil in the comment section. I'd hate to have to delete them. There's no reason why we can't just love these two awesome characters.
And no... this doesn't mean I ship Rarity and Ember. I am a Sparity fan all the way, but I can see these two becoming friends easily. I have no desire to bash the EmberSpike (Spember?) ship either as we all can the right to ship whatever we want.
Anyways I hope you all enjoyed!
