In Silence Alone

Rarity awakens and lights up her horn, instinctively searching until she finds a brush for her bed head. Noticing that Twilight isn't awake yet, she immediately gives the sleeping alicorn a peck on the cheek. "You poor thing," she whispers as she massages Twilight's ear with a hoof, "you must have been so tired." She raises an ear to listen; quiet for now. It must be morning- even monsters have to sleep. Rarity trickles her hoof down to her friend's side, scrunching her own body closer to theirs. "But you should know, dear... that wasn't my estrus from last night." She smiles as she lays her head on Twilight's chest, lifts the blanket, and peeks at the eager, newfound winking clitoris.

Yet, Rarity continues to flatter herself. "What's that, Twilight?" She raises a hoof to her ear, "how did I know? Well... a fashionista does have her secrets, after all..." She crawls down towards the active pussy, "besides..." her warm breath hovers over it as she pops a breath mint, "I owe you in your endeavor to protect us- it's the least I could do. Now, let your generous Rare show you how it's really done." As soon as she pulls the blanket over her head, the designer crawls around with a devious snicker and begins her descent upon the poor, winking clitoris, stopping just before contact to swallow her mint- and then, full dive.

~

Twilight rises to the low feeling of an extreme tingling sensation enacting upon her groin. It isn't until she realizes that she's being licked off when her voice pries her mouth open, releasing gentle, instinctive moans. As soon as she looks up, she notices a peak of light bobbing back and forth, slightly up and down under the blanket; Twilight should have expected this, but it's too late now. Her wings start to stiffen out... in the midst of her pants and high, entertained squeals, she looks over to the door, hearing no noise. She looks down and observes the naughty little devil bouncing under the covers before her. "Rarity," she makes out with a whine, "how long have you been- d-doing-- wait... hold on..." Twilight can feel the urge rising; her clitoris popping out onto the designer's tongue in unpredictable movements, popping out every few seconds or so. Her hindlegs curl around Rarity's neck, locking her up against her crotch. "D-don't tell me... you planned this," Twilight makes out, grabbing the closest pillow she can find. She wraps her forearms and bites into it, her cute squeals just barely escaping the pillow.

Rarity stops to lift the blanket with a hoof, which obliges the flustered Twilight to look down after her. "Did you really think that scent was me last night, dear? I could trace you from a mile away. Last night, when I heard you get up, I thought I'd help out." She crawls out from under the cover, only to look up and Twilight with her generous sapphire eyes. "As to how long I've been doing this... well, I'd say you're just about ready, darling." Rarity kisses the eager crotch and winks at Twilight, inducing into her just about the largest wing boner she's ever felt. It's no wonder the others sent her to do this job. "Just give me the word, and you'll be covering my face in your mess after a few, lovely spurts."

"I don't understand," Twilight makes out through her heightened breaths, "It was... me, this whole time?" She covers her face with a hoof, blush rising. Her friend replies with an 'mhm', too distracted to stop now. "B-but-"

"Twilight! Don't be rude; you were probably too concerned to notice, is all. So, on the topic of stress-relief, ravage your friend's poor face with your love juice. Besides, you're the only one who can hold up the barrier. In other words, I'm doing this for you, and for the sake of our future. By all means: use me!" Rarity lets out a snarl at the end, her tongue splaying out over Twilight's naughty spot. But Twilight lets out a mischievous little chuckle.

"Well, I'm more than grateful then, Rarity." Twilight's horn lets out with ethereal rope, starting out with a bind that forms along the designer's horn. The ties curve out among her arched back and soft abdominal area, working their way down her tight thighs, rebounding up past her calves... and finding their place among her taut ass as her plump cheeks pop out from the constricting vines. Her forelegs are knotted behind her back, and her hind legs are stuck together around her heart-shaped bottom, curved inwards towards her stomach. Rarity begins to moan and yap as a burning heat rises in her vulva with the eagerness of a hundred thousand equines. It rises, and rises... until it's unbearable, until she's humping the air in an attempt to cum, but she can't- she can't. It's aching so bad that she needs to release right the buck NOW!

"T-t-twilight," Rarity yelps, "w-wha-- what is this?!"

Twilight lets out a huge sigh, and a shrug. "I may or may not have just cast a spell that transfers my estrus state over to you."

"B-but," the designer pleads as she grinds herself against thin air. "Wh- why... how... there's no way it could be this strong!" Rarity bites her lip as she bends and flexes at the sky blue material, eager to relieve herself of this dreaded state. Her pussy drips onto the sheets as her lubrication overflows.

Twilight entertains herself at the sight of her desperate friend. "Rarity, Rarity... you should know. when I get my estrus-" she halts to whisper into her ear- "...I get h-o-r-n-y." She pauses between each letter, torturing her friend with the vibrations, swapping ears, and lifting a knot on her left ass cheek, which has already left a red line from her struggling. Twilight surrounds the two of them in a sound bubble that blocks out all noise from reaching the outside world, light emanating within the field. Rarity looks about, and then straight to her friend, pure lust in her amethyst eyes. "I get k-i-n-k-y," every letter burning madness into her soul; Twilight lets the knot go. Thwack! Straight onto Rarity's ass.

"H-holy LUNA!" Rarity's muscles jiggle and tremble from the force of the impact alone as she lets out a heightened cry. The huge sting causes her face to freeze as her pupils thin out, her body cringing together to absorb the cell-quaking wave. Pleasure then floods her body, and she writhes in the binds as her urethra spurts out a few droplets of water onto the bed, coming out in individual contractions at a high velocity. Pomp. Plop. Domp. It takes her a few moments to realize that she hadn't actually came- instead, her body thirsts for so much more. Not once does Rarity stray her contact from Twilight; instead, she begs with her eyes, up to the point where Twilight can see the reflections in her pupils trembling.

"Aw. Does poor Rarity want a proper release?" Twilight mocks; Rarity slowly nods, not a single sound emanating from her while she contains her moans. "Well, too bad. There's something I have to do- but... I do know somepony who can help," the knots and ties clank onto the ceiling as Twilight hops out of the bubble, leaving her friend suspended in the air.

"T-Twili--" Rarity calls, but it's too late. Twilight is out the door by then. Rarity sighs as she whimpers to herself among her dripping, oozing fluids, though resulting in more of a sob each time she tries to hump away her pent up state. To be left like this, to suffer in a permanent state of desire? This is a whole other kind of torture. But, now that she thinks about it, Twilight doesn't seem the same... or maybe she's created a monster out of her own friend. No more time for thinking, she needs to cum. More, more more... she's humping, grinding at nothing, whining and whimpering... until the sound bubble morphs as a timid voice starts.

"U-um-"

Rarity looks underneath her, only to see Fluttershy's gentle, blue-green eyes gazing straight at her ass. Rarity gasps and tries to lower her tail, but it's restricted by the knots. Considering her state... eh, what the hay. "Fluttershy! Have you no civility?!"

Fluttershy blushes and covers her face with a hoof, a squeal escaping her throat. "I'm sorry, Rarity! Twilight just sent me to give you some water." She holds up a cap-less bottle as proof, but Rarity sighs.

"What I mean to say is that it's rude to stare."

"Rude to stare...? Oh no, you couldn't possibly mean-"

"It's the end of the world, Fluttershy, in case you haven't noticed. So, do me a favor and lick me off. Twilight did this to me!" Fluttershy's eyes travel between the fluid on the bed, Rarity's well-lubricated vagina, to the door, and to her deep, night blue eyes. She shakes her head. "Well- at least my ass?" Another shake. Rarity lets her head hang. "Then, I don't suppose you can help me out of these binds."

"O-okay, Rarity..." When she notices that she isn't looking anymore, Fluttershy skitters closer and, sheepishly, she latches her teeth onto a constricting vine caught on Rarity's right thigh. She notices that it's flexible and doesn't give any hint of tension, so she begins to pull it down, just barely past her calf. She looks down to see that she's accidentally kicked the bottle over, and the water is flowing its way out onto the bed. She lets the vine go to pick it up, grabbing it just in time.

Shwack! She looks up, now holding the bottle, bearing witness to Rarity's meaty, jiggling right ass cheek, and her eyes widen at the sight of it.

"Sweet CELESTIA!!" Rarity cries out of sheer excitement this time. She can feel a few spurts bursting out of her throughout her reactive struggling, but she doesn't hear the assertive pummel it makes when she expects it to land onto the sheet. She looks underneath her, getting a nice, upside-down view of Fluttershy not knowing what to do with the sticky fluid on her face. Rarity's blush grows all the more as she watches Fluttershy wipe it off and dab her tongue onto the modest, horny secretion. As soon as their eyes meet, Rarity looks ahead of her and pretends that nothing ever happened. "Y-- you can go ahead and keep working at the binds, d-dear," though she feels more embarrassed knowing that she's still winking away. All goes quiet, save for her helpless moaning.

Fluttershy looks down for a moment, wondering at the texture, deciding to place the bottle down on the floor behind her. She supports herself on all fours as she ogles at Rarity's infuriated, aroused, salmon-colored vulva, and she can't stop herself- she doesn't want to stop herself. With Rarity tied here... she sniffs curiously, detecting a strong scent of bleach, mixed with a hint of sugar. She gets closer and closer, her eyes half closed... her tongue popping out... until she gives it a lick. Rarity bites her lip as a sensitive squirt prompts itself just above Fluttershy's muzzle, landing right between her eyes. Fluttershy sees something roll out and into Rarity. "Um, hi there," Fluttershy states as she eyes the thing curiously, its pink color exposing itself every few seconds.

Rarity actually giggles at the sight of it. "Sorry to disappoint you, dear, but- my clit is not an animal. I know you haven't seen a live one in quite the while..."

Fluttershy blinks with an empty stare. "O-oh... sorry."

"Don't worry. I mean, it could be an animal, if you'd like to think of it that way." Rarity's clitoris winks at Fluttershy, and she smiles at it.

"Actually, I'd rather much so..." Fluttershy says as she submits to Rarity's suggestion. "You poor, little thing," she admires as she rests a hoof on Rarity's left ass cheek, "you must be so eager for relief. I can't stand the sight of you being this way." She leans forward to give Rarity's pussy a small kiss, making Rarity anticipate pleasure, and then~ pomf. Her muzzle grinds right into Rarity, and she's licking away at her with happy, repetitive, repressed joy. Every time Rarity feels Fluttershy's tongue press against her, she moans like a broken record, squirting each time she feels that gentle, shy little tongue dig right into her jeweled plot. It isn't long before Rarity is rocking back and forth in the air, spraying onto Fluttershy's face her sexual fluids every time she meets with her tongue. Whenever her face is covered, Fluttershy giggles, happy to help her friend, as well as her naughty little animal. No matter how many times she's licked, though, Rarity only ever wants more, and she can't stop spurting, even though it feels so good.

"Fluttershy, I think Twilight did something to me. I can feel myself cumming, but I just can't cum," Rarity whines, her ass grinding away on nothing. She looks back towards Fluttershy, only all the more aroused to see that she is cleaning up her face, smearing the sexual fluid from her muzzle and licking it off of her hoof. Fluttershy lets loose with a fun smile.

"Is that so? Because-- I have to admit, I'm... um... starting to like your taste." A rogue dab causes Rarity to yelp and release another compact wave of liquid onto Fluttershy's muzzle; she accepts the frustrated liquid with her open mouth, gulping down each spasm as if she were drinking from a water fountain, poking at her clit to extract more of the addictive substance.

"W-- well," Rarity says as she pants, "if you're going to have me drench your face all day, I'd appreciate some water first."

Fluttershy stops with a frown. "I'm really, really sorry, Rarity... I got carried away." She turns to pick up the bottle and flaps her wings, halting just before Rarity. She holds the bottle up with a hoof for Rarity to drink out of, and to her surprise, she gulps away at the bottle, the two-thirds of its remnants flowing straight down her throat. After a few seconds, she lets go, her drool sticking to the bottle's rim as she pants for air. At the sight of this, Fluttershy can't help but stare with a self-proclaimed blush, though taking no care to cover it up this time. When Rarity gathers her breath, she looks up to see Fluttershy eyeing the tip of the bottle.

"Fluttershy, do me a favor and leave," Rarity asserts.

"What? Um... why?"

"No amount of air humping or friend helping in the world will let me cum, no matter how hard you try. This estrus, even if it is Twilight's, will pass on its own. Just give it a good week or so, and I'll be fine."

"A-are you sure?" Fluttershy asks; Rarity confirms with a nod. Fluttershy looks disappointed. Though, rather than go, she decides to ponder the options. Her lips form a pout as she examines the bottle's tip. "I mean, it's such a shame... seeing you in a state like this..."

Rarity tries to think of a counter argument to Fluttershy's poor acting, but she can't think of anything. "Fine... do as you wish," she admits.

Fluttershy purrs as she makes her way towards Rarity's rear end. "Oh, I will," she giggles, but rather than feel a tongue anywhere near her private area, Rarity feels a pressure work along her back.

"Fluttershy. What are you doing?" Rarity looks over her shoulder, unable to make sense of her whereabouts.

"Seeing if I can't get you out of here, like you asked." Fluttershy checks the ceiling, where the ties are bound, and she gnaws at the binds with all of her might. No use. She looks down, eyeing the binds, unsure on where to begin.

"Try my horn. That seems to be where this all started..." Rarity proposes.

Fluttershy examines the designer's horn. "I don't see anything wrong with it," she claims.

"Look for a button. A lever. Move the binds. Anything?"

Beep!

The vines retract out from over Rarity's ass, past her calves and thighs, stomach, forehooves and into her horn. Natural gravity takes over as she falls towards the bed, but Fluttershy catches her, barely able to hold her up. Rather than drop her onto her own pile of cum stains, she does her best for Rarity to land in a drier area. When Rarity lands, she flips onto her back to get up, but before she can do anything else, Fluttershy is staring down at her, right into her diamond eyes.

"Sorry, Rarity. I don't know what I did, but I should have changed the sheets first." Her eyes stray away from Rarity as she places the bottle aside, but the designer can only work out a laugh while she pulls her in for a hug.

"Thank you, Fluttershy." With all of her sincerity, she doesn't break eye contact with her friend- that is, until the light from the sound barrier wears off, and the two of them are in darkness, only able to hear intense thumping and screaming. Fluttershy squeals, gripping Rarity closer until she relights the room with her horn. "It's okay dear... those things are still outside the castle. As to what's stirring them... I wouldn't know. Now let's get ourselves cl--"

Fluttershy's soft kiss has her way with her before she can mutter anything else. Her light dims, up to the point where she can swear the only thing she can hear are heartbeats, the outside horrors made irrelevant at this point. The moment seems to sink Rarity into the bed, falling and falling... until Rarity breaks their bond. "I think what I meant to say was... lets find ourselves some fresh sheets."

Fluttershy, hearts in her eyes, can only make out a smile and a nod.

The two of them get up to move to a different room, ignoring the sounds of chaos and mischief outside. When they are gone, three silhouettes sneak in, one with wings, the other with a horn, and the last with a lasso. The horned one picks up a red orb that has fallen off of the bed. She hovers it off of the floor with a sinister smile. "Hello, beauty... I'm going to need you." She turns to the other two figures. "Rainbow Dash, Applejack... follow."

Rainbow looks over to Applejack. "Hey, why are we here again? Because if we're already doomed, I at least want to re-read Daring Do's incomplete series about three more times."

"Hay if I know," Applejack responds, "but it's sure more interestin' than waitin' to get eaten by these things."

With the point taken, the two of them follow the figure down the hall, unknown body parts and horrifying limbs slamming against the metal, magically imbued barricades... and upon a closer inspection on one of them: a couple of dents.