“That smells wonderful.”

Berry Pinch’s ears perked up at the sound of Coloratura’s voice, and the compliment only helped to make her smile. She hadn’t believed her luck yesterday when ‘mom’s’ new tenant had been a mare who had actually shown interest in her, and was so pretty. Pinch knew not to get too excited though, or else she would just end up driving the nice pony away.

She turned to Coloratura, opened her mouth, and a strangled squeak managed to eak itself out as she saw her new friend in a completely new light. Yesterday, the blue mare had been in a large, gray hoodie that disguised her features, and had, for the most part, kept her hood up. Now though, she was in what looked like could still be her pajamas, with a slightly too large, exposing one shoulder, black t-shirt, and super small, gray shorts.

The real problem wasn’t what she wore though, but what it showed. As Coloratura straightened herself and walked toward Pinch, the shirt wrapped around her large, heaving bosom, whose bouncing made the shorter, less endowed mare wonder if she was even wearing a bra. Trying to look away from those brought her back to those long, long legs that ended in perfectly manicure hooves, and that was before her eyes went back up. The shorts looked a little tight, hugging her lower curves well, and making Pinch wonder if she could see more if Coloratura ever decided not to wear underwear underneath them.

A soft hand caressed her cheek, before holding her chin and forcing Pinch to look up. Coloratura’s face was immaculate. No embarrassing freckles, or signs that she’s ever had acne. Her full, naturally red lips made Pinch’s mouth water, and she sucked her own lips, afraid that they weren’t good enough. Her heart stopped when her gaze met Coloratura;s eyes. In an instant, Pinch found herself swimming in an ocean of blue. The water met her with kindness, warmth, and care that she hadn’t seen in many ponies before, let alone a mare only a few inches away.

“Berry Pinch, are you okay?”

“Yes!” Pinch slapped a hand over her mouth, not even noticing the pain as her eyes widened in horror. She couldn’t believe her voice had broken like that, and now her friend looked even more worried. With a hard swallow, the pink mare got her emotions back under control, and managed a weak smile. “I-I mean, yeah, I am, but my brain shut off there for a moment. I blame the lingering scent of alcohol.”

Coloratura cringed at the reminder of the fumes she had ended up sleeping in. She was honestly surprised she hadn’t woken up drunk. “Well, so long as you’re okay, than I can start helping you with breakfast! Though,” she stopped for a moment, chuckling nervously, a sound that Pinch would be happy to have as the last thing she ever heard, “I probably shouldn’t cook. I’ve had people doing that for me since I was sixteen.”

Pinch nodded, remembering the tales that Coloratura had told her, but that she could not share. She had to be known as Tura for now, though the younger mare had felt there were more than professional reasons for that. Looking back up, Pinch let out a small yelp as she noticed somepony behind Coloratura.

Rara let her own small scream out as she was spun around, and then froze as she looked at the pink mare. She had known each pony to avoid so as not to make Applejack blame herself for what had happened to her, and this had been number one on that list. A pink pony named Pinkie.

“So, I heard it through a train ticket in the trash and Vinyl talking about threeways with a new singer that a new pony had come to Ponyville. However,” Pinkie’s smile grew wider as she shut her eyes, “I hadn’t expected to see you back! Applejack will be ecstatic!”

Coloratura’s heart hammered in her ears, and she slammed a mouth over Pinkie’s mouth and hissed, “No.”

It was at this point that Berry Pinch fell out of the conversation, and the world around her became tinted with greens and browns. She didn’t notice though, as a her eyes turned to a dark green, and a wide smile appeared over her shoulder. A snap echoed in her ear, and she watched as Pinkie and Coloratura’s clothes melted away Their large bosoms pressed against one another, with Coloratura’s being at least a size larger than Pinkie’s. That didn’t matter a lot to Pinch though, who was average at best, and couldn’t take her eyes away from her new friend’s now bare form.

A hand slowly drifted along her side, comin over her stomach as a stallion’s voice whispered, “You want her, don’t you? Such a reclusive little mare that you have few, good friends, and here is one who sleeps naked just down the hall from you, trusts you, and likes you.” The hand crept into Pinch’s loose slacks, and she took in a shuddering gasp.

Berry Pinch’s body was shaking at this point as she leaned into the oddly hairless body of the stallion behind her. She had never been touched like this before, and knew she should probably panic, but… didn’t. Instead, the fingers that traced themselves around her heated nethers were almost euphoric to her, and made her crave more. “Sh-she sleeps naked?”

A loud, sultry moan escaped Pinch as the stallion pushed one finger into her coin purse, and she shut her eyes. This way, it wasn’t his, or her own fingers, but Coloratura’s fingers that ever so tenderly played with her most secret of places. This included her breast, which fit well in the hand that now cupped it and slowly kneaded into the soft flesh. “Only in places she feels safe in, and you made her feel safe after your talk yesterday.”

The spike of pleasure that ran through her was not because of the second finger that pushed into her inexperienced folds, or even the thumb that brushed the side of her clit, but from knowing she had succeeded. That Coloratura was her friend, and she was hers. “R-really?”

The smile over her shoulder grew ever wider as he whispered, “Yes, and I will let you know that you do stand a good chance of one day bedding this mare. I… promise.”

Her scream was cut off as the smile, the tinting, and the new color in her eyes, all went away, and she was shunted back into her reality. Pinch blinked for a moment as everything spun, and she placed a hand on the counter to steady herself, uncertain as to what in Equestria that may have been. She was not going to tell herself it was a dream though, not with such a nice promise at the end.

“Are you sure you want me to set it up for Saturday?”

Pinch looked up at Pinkie’s words, and watched Coloratura grab Pinkie’s hands and smile. “As the countess, I had to do a lot to make myself… marketable. I understand that I need somewhere to start, and if this is a good way to get a crowd, I’ll take.” She blinked, and Pinch watched as a tear of hers fell to the ground, and Coloratura put a hand on the side of Pinkie’s face. “And thank you for promising-”

“Pinkie promising.”

A pang of jealousy ran through Pinch as what was supposed to be her Rara giggled at Pinkie’s joke. It was Pinkie though, and Pinkie made everypony laugh… right?

“Yes, Pinkie promising me to keep my arrival a secret. It means a lot to me.”

"Hey, what are friends for, right?"

The two than wrapped each other in their arms, and Pinch turned back to the oven, whispering to herself, “Maybe it was just a dream afterall,” as a set of tears silently made their way down her face.

Author's Note

For fans of A Gamer's Journal, do not expect to for Ulvick to only have Coloratura's best interests at heart. He is here to be entertained, one way, or another.

Also, this chapter took place on Wednesday, so Pinkie's event should be in about three chapters. As well, the wish was for a new friend, possibly with a similar size chest.