The Wonderful World of Fetishism

by GodOfBBQ

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Human, Comedy, Equestria Girls
Length: 3093

The daily struggles of our favorite humanized horse girls.

In a world so big and so crowded, there's bound to be the oddest of many fetishes…
Thought I was going somewhere else with that, huh?
There are the weird ones, the normal ones. The famous ones and the rare ones, but overall, they're a fetish and everybody has one. Even our six favorite humanized horse girls. Here, you will see how Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Sunset Shimmer, and Fluttershy live with their fetish every day. Some are normal and easy to deal with while others… It's a different story.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-29 06:51:06 UTC

Rainbow Dash (Sthenolagnia)

Rainbow Dash

No matter the person, whether they’re the jock, the emo, the clown, or the nerd, they all follow the same morning routine for school. Get up, brush teeth, take a shower, eat, leave. It’s a simple routine everyone follows. Maybe not in that specific order, but everyone follows it nonetheless. Rainbow Dash is no exception to this order. Although she likes to think of herself as some ‘super cool, totally radical, awesome being of awesomeness’ she’s as human as the rest of her peers and no matter how awesome she said she was, she still had to put her pants on one leg at a time.

Rainbow groggily sat up on her bed and stared out the window to her left. Right on the slope of one of the highest hills in Canterlot City, she had the luxury of being able to see almost all of her hometown from her bedroom, making for a breathtaking view. From her bedroom alone, she could see the Town Hall, her school,  the main town, and even a bit of the industrial zone near the docks and airport.

Rainbow blinked away, knowing her tendency to zone out, she chose to look away from the view and focus on getting ready for the day. As she slipped out of her bed and onto the carpeted floor, she heard a faint buzzing noise come from her dresser that sat across her small and dim room. She approached the wooden dresser that was decorated with various stickers and photos and glanced at her cell phone that had turned on from receiving a message. Picking it up and swiping it open, she read the text. Turns out it was from one of her close friends; Pinkie Pie, reminding her of the slumber party her and the rest of Rainbow’s friends were going to have. Pinkie seemed very excited for this slumber party in particular, yet none of her friends really knew why. Sure, Pinkie was always excited to spend time with her friends, but this time, she seemed even more excited. Almost anxious, really. Rainbow and the gang just figured it was Pinkie being Pinkie and they shouldn’t question her sudden hype, yet it still felt odd.

Rainbow placed the phone back down and left to take a quick shower. She figured it was a text that didn’t need a response, it was just a reminder, and Rainbow was going to leave it at that. The sudden contrast from carpet to tile really woke Rainbow as she began to strip down for her shower. Cold and vulnerable to the cold air, Rainbow quickly twisted the shower knobs on and turned them until she felt the water turn from cool and chilling to warm and satisfying, careful to not make it too hot. Rainbow stepped in and allowed the warm water shower down her backside as she hung her head, still tired and wanting sleep. With her head dangling as if it were dead, her eyes were barely open as she noticed her physique. Fit, slim, and even muscular to an extent. Seeing this gave Rainbow a boost to her ego. All that hard work and dedication to being fit really paid off here, and she was proud of that. She slowly caressed her torso, feeling the subtle humps of each of her abs. Contrary to belief, her stomach was still somewhat soft despite the toned muscles beneath her blue skin. In fact, it was the skin that gave her body the soft touch. Whether it was how she was born or the brand of her lotion, she always seemed to have the skin akin to a baby’s. Soft and smooth. She thought it was mostly how she was born. Her parents share the same skin texture, even her father who was a hard blue collar worker, so maybe it was a genetic thing. Whatever it was, Rainbow was glad she had it. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t like her soft skin.

After spending some time washing and rinsing in the shower, Rainbow got out and dried off with a towel, making sure to gather up all the droplets of water from all over her body. She then took her second towel and placed it atop her head and dried off the damp hair as best she could. Wrapping the second towel around her rainbow colored hair like she did with her first towel around her body, Rainbow brushed her teeth and gathered her sleep close from the bathroom and dropped them in a nearby hamper in her bedroom. She quickly picked some clothes to wear for the school day, brushed out her mane, but shook it out, really making the brushing quite pointless, gathered her backpack and school supplies and by 6:40 AM, she was already ready to leave for school. It was still a little dark out, and frankly Rainbow loved that. How it was still a little dark out when she would leave, the night’s misty air always pleased her senses. She rummaged her refrigerator and grabbed a protein shake and went for her cupboards to find a cereal bar. With seconds, she found what she was looking for, snatched the snack and left her home for school. Simple as that.

Although Rainbow didn’t own a vehicle, her home was close enough to the school she didn’t need a car. She could easily run there without a problem.

‘Hell, why not today?’ Rainbow figured. She did have a protein shake in hand, may as well use it! So she shook the beverage and drank the whole shake in a matter of second. The cool chocolate flavored shake ran down her throat into her gut as she began to stretch for the run she was about to go on. As she prepped herself, he got a good cool whiff of the early morning air. Boy, did Rainbow love that air. The early dew mixed with the crisp cool wind of the night was very pleasing. Nimble and ready, Rainbow began her run. At first, she began at a hasty speed walk, then a quick jog, until finally reaching a full sprint. Stretching out her slender legs to reach the school ASAP. She smiled as she felt the cool morning air rush against her face, blowing her technicolor hair back.

To her misfortune, the run didn’t last so long, as she found herself standing across the street from her high school. Rainbow sighed, wishing she could run for just a little more, and began to make her way across the street and over to her school. It seemed she had gotten there a little earlier than she had planned. Hardly anybody was around, save for most of the nerds who come to school early to study for whatever quiz or test that have to take soon, and the occasional jock who would try to fit in some early practice before school would begin.

Speaking of which, as Rainbow began to make her way through the school, she saw a small group of some of the athletes of the school in the field. Mostly soccer players, due to the school glorifying their soccer team over the other teams (mainly because out of the whole cast of teams, the soccer team was the least terrible). Many of the soccer players including some of the coaches including coach Spitfire and Soarin were friends of Rainbow. While some teammates were closer friends than others, Rainbow still considered them as friends, as two faced as they could be. Folks like Thunderlane, Raindrops, Gilda, and even Spitfire. The last two were more acquaintances than actual friends, but it is what it is.

As Rainbow approached the small group of athletes, she noticed Gilda and Lightning were bickering over something, with their own respective goons backing them up.

“I said it once, and I’ll say it again, I’m tougher than you are, skidmark!” Gilda sneered as she jabbed a stiff finger into Lightning chest.

“Yeah, well just because you’re as big as a tank, that doesn’t mean you’re as tough as one!” Lightning retorted jabbing Gilda with her own finger.

“You take that stupid saying way too seriously, runt!”

“What saying would that be, tugboat?”

“‘It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.’ We all know that’s not true at all!” Gilda explained.

“Christ, do you have brain damage or something?” Lightning shouted angrily.

“No, but I’ll give you brain damage, you nat!” Gilda shoved Lightning, seeming as though she wanted to start a fight. That wasn’t about to go down on Rainbow’s watch. While she would have loved to see a fight break out first thing in the morning, but her moral compass wouldn’t allow her to sit back and enjoy the show, so she had to intervene.

“Ladies, ladies, what’s this all about?” Rainbow asked as she came between the two young women.

“This Goliath thinks she’s tougher than I am and called me a featherweight!” Spitfire accused. Rainbow’s head turned to Gilda expecting a retort.

“Well, it’s true! Even the coach thinks you’re a featherweight!” Gilda defended.

“Look, don’t you guys think this is kinda dumb to argue about?” Rainbow asked.

“Well, coming from the girl who’ll argue about last year's goal shot she messed up, costing the entire game for us!” Lightning growled, reminding Rainbow of that horrible night.

“My leg was sore and the lights were in my eyes!” Rainbow defended.

“It was at night.” Gilda corrected.

“And you were benched for almost the entire game.” Lightning Dust added.

“Look, you two want to see who the toughest is? Well,” Rainbow checked her cellphone for the time. “We have about twenty minutes before school begins. Why don’t we have a little contest to see who the toughest really is?” Rainbow asked. While Gilda seemed down with the idea, Lightning merely scoffed.

“Here we go with Rainbow’s Elementary School logic. Settle things over a contest. Jeez, Dash, when will you ever grow up?” Before Rainbow could retort, Gilda had already done it for her.

“Sounds like somebody is a chicken!” Gilda shouted, causing Lightning to glare at the tall and stocky girl.

“Excuse me?”

“I said, sounds like somebody’s a chicken!” Gilda hollered as she put a hand to her mouth and shouted her sentence again. Followed by clucking from Gilda, mocking her teammate.

“Alright, I accept this stupid contest! What’s the first challenge?” Lightning squared up against Gilda waiting for Rainbow’s reply.

“Well, let’s begin with the obvious challenge. Strength. Since the gym is closed, we’ll have to make due with what’s out here.” Rainbow said.

“What about this?” Thunderlane asked as he pointed towards a large wooden bench.

“That’ll do,” Gilda stated as she took off her leather aviator jacket and rubbed her hands together, preparing herself for the challenge.

“Since I’m a good sport, I’ll let the mongoloid go first…” Lightning smirked.

“Nuh-uh, I’m not falling for that reverse psychology crap again! You go first!” Gilda protested.

“But didn’t you wanted to show me up?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Then do it, you neanderthal!”

“ Fine, I’ll show you, you chicken!” Gilda set herself under the old bench and placed her strong but feminine hands beneath the bench and began to lift the wooden seat. Laughing as she lifted it, she demanded people sit on the bench to add weight to the old slab of wood. So Raindrops and Rainbow quickly sat on the old bench to add weight. Collectively, the two young girls weighed about two-hundred and twenty pounds. Plus the initial weight of the bench, about fourteen pounds, that added up to about two-hundred and thirty-four pounds, which Gilda said still wasn’t enough! So finally she demanded Thunderlane take a seat. He isn’t a large fellow, but his muscle mass does weigh him down to a clean two-hundred. As the young man took a seat, Gilda finally felt the increase in weight. At this point, she was benching a strong four hundred and thirty-four pounds.

As Rainbow sat and admired her old friend’s strength, she couldn’t help but feel impressed in a very… erotic sort of way. From Rainbow’s perspective, she noticed Gilda’s strong arms lift the old wooden bench up and down, up and down, like an old carnival ride. Rainbow bit her bottom lip as she heard Gilda’s grunts as she lifted the bench for the twentieth time. Rainbow’s naughty, naughty mind began to imagine those grunts and moans in a more intimate scene.

Approaching her thirtieth time, Rainbow could begin to see the strain begin to take Gilda. Her strong, and thick arms worked harder to lifted the bench as Rainbow could feel slight shaking between each lift. Rainbow was hoping nobody could smell her arousal. She was beginning to smell it, and if she began to smell it, it wouldn’t be long until somebody else would smell it. Then the whole thing would become a shit show. Rainbow struggled to not look or seem squeamish or uncomfortable in front of everyone watching, but she knew deep down that, eventually, she’ll crack under the pressure of being aroused by Gilda’s efforts. One of the few things Dash kept secret from the public was her fetishization of strength and athleticism. She’d be lying if she didn’t arouse herself from time to time.

Like any fetish, Rainbow couldn’t explain why she found strength and athleticism arousing or sexy. She just likes the idea of somebody using their energy to do a difficult and physical task such as weight lifting for one. Speaking of which, it was then when Gilda let out one big grunt and the bench came plopping down with a sudden thud. Her grunt aroused Rainbow, even more, making her crotch even damper than before. Rainbow quickly got off and secretly checked herself to see if her arousal was showing or not. Luckily it wasn’t and the smarter part of Dash suggested she leave now, but she wanted to see what Lighting Dust had up her sleeve.

“Any half brain can lift, Gilda! It takes real skill to do some circuits you know!” Lightning scoffed.

“Excuse me? You know how heavy that was? Your fat ass didn’t help much either!” Gilda pointed.

“Shut up, if anything, I weigh less than Dash.”

“Hey!” Rainbow called out angrily.

“Oh come on, Rainbow, we’ve all noticed the extra jiggle your body does whenever you run!” Lightning teased. “But seriously, I could do better!”

“Oh yeah? Well, let’s see it, peabrain!” Gilda challenged. Lightning dropped down and propped herself beneath the bench like Gilda had done before. Almost as if they knew what Lighting was going to ask for, Rainbow, Thunderlane, and even Gilda sat on the wooden bench.

“If you think you’re stronger than me, tiny, you can lift me as well!” Gilda declared. Of course, Lighting accepted Gilda’s challenge and she took a few quick breaths to prepare herself for the strain she’d feel in a matter of seconds.

Now fully prepared, Lighting firmly placed her hands under the wooden slab of the bench and began to use her strength to lift the seat. Now that she was actually doing the task, she realized just how hard this could be. Already, she began to break a sweat and began to grunt as she forced herself to try and lift the bench.

On the other side, Rainbow was hearing the struggle beneath her. The grunts and moans coming from Lighting were almost proving too much. She could have Raindrops take her place, but Rainbow worried that would mess up the contest, and she wouldn’t want to risk it. She’d have to tough it out.

Gilda began to laugh at her challenger.

“Maybe you should stick to jogging, dweeb!” Gilda called out while laughing. Mocking Lighting even more. She didn’t respond, she was too focused on lifting the damn bench. While Lighting struggled to keep her strength up, Rainbow struggled to keep her composure which was becoming more harder every second. It wasn’t until Rainbow heard this when she knew she had to handle this situation.

“Hey, wait, do you guys smell something?” Gilda asked, even Lightning paused her effort to figure out what Gilda was talking about. Rainbow’s eyes quickly scanned her surroundings. Everyone was sniffing for that smell Gilda mentioned and it was eventually found.

“Yeah, I smell it too… It rings a bell.” Raindrops commented.

“Yeah, but what?” Thunderlane asked.

Rainbow was just hoping it was a fart or something other than her arousal.

“Do you smell it too, Dash?” Thunderlane asked. Rainbow, too worried to speak, simply shrugged her arms.

“Is it a fart or something?” Lighting asked, still positioned beneath the bench.

“No. No, it smells like… You know when you get horny and a little bit of cum gets out? It smells like that… But, different.” Thunderlane said.

“Yeah, now that you mentioned it, it does smell a little like that.” Raindrops said.

‘Crap!’ Rainbow was really in a pickle. She couldn’t leave or else they will suspect her as the culprit behind the stench, and she couldn’t say she didn’t do it, or else people will begin the blame game and it will eventually get back to her.

“Who cares, let’s just finish this thing up,” Gilda said.

“Fine!” Lighting dropped back down and went back to trying to lift the bench. Things were normal for about a minute until Lightning let out one big moan and suddenly, Rainbow, Gilda, and Thunderlane began to feel a little higher from the ground. This sent Rainbow over the edge and she knew she had to leave. She hopped off, messing Lighting’s lift up and she told them she had to leave.

After Rainbow left, Lightning was declared the strongest, and they even found the source of the stench from before.

“Hey, looks like some sort of stain on the bench.” Gilda pointed out. Everyone stood around it. It was a pretty big stain. About the size of a large acorn.

“Wasn’t that where RD was sitting?” Lightning questioned.

“Yeah… Hey, you guys think she gasm’d or something?” Gilda asked with a chuckle. The small group laughed a little at Gilda’s joke but thought nothing of it after leaving to their classes when the bell rang.

Alone in the bathroom, Rainbow had finished up ‘fixing’ her little problem and stepped out just in time to hear the bell ring for the first period.

‘Way to begin the day, Dash…’