A Very Unexpected Situation

Spitfire stepped off of the train, ignoring the hushed whispers of those around her. She was easily recognizable just from her coat and mane’s color, and the fact that she was in Ponyville of all places naturally would surprise a lot of ponies. She’d been on medical leave from the Wonderbolts a few weeks ago due to the feather flu, which had kept her bedridden for over a week. Since she had felt like she had needed more days off, she had decided to take advantage of her vacation days for the sole purpose of pursuing her heart’s desires. With an entire week left before she had to go back to the Wonderbolts, she had decided that now would be as good a time as any to seduce her crush: Miss Rarity. She’d had a thing for unicorns the moment that she realized exactly what they could do in bed with their magic, and even though she’d experienced many pleasures of the flesh from a few select stallions, but none had been able to fulfill her innate need for romance.

Ever since she’d laid eyes on Rainbow’s friend, she’d tried her best to get her alone to ask her out on a proper date, but she knew she had to play things slow. At the Grand Galloping Gala a few years back, she just could not find the right time to talk to her one on one because all of her friends stuck to her side the entire night. In the past few years, she’d just been too busy with the Wonderbolts to really pursue her romantic interest, and now, after all this time, she simply could not wait any longer.

“S-Spitfire?” a young colt asked, breaking her from her thoughts.

She looked down and saw him with a pen and a poster of the Wonderbolts in his mouth, his tail wagging back and forth in excitement, much like a dog. “Yes, little one?” She sat down, her heavy saddlebag nearly falling off of her back. She tightened the strap around her belly and saw him holding out the pen and the poster.

“I t-thought it w-was you on the train, and I was too nervous to ask you for an autograph back then, and with you about to leave…” He took a deep breath before a shy smile broke out on his face. “C-Could you... you know...” he asked, his hoof starting to tremble.

“Heh, of course!” Spitfire grabbed the pen and scribbled her name on it, then patted his head. “And there you go!”

“Oh my gosh, thank you so much!” The colt rushed forward and hugged her right foreleg. “You’ve always been my favorite Wonderbolt!”

Spitfire rubbed his back and chuckled, then let the little colt go as he let go of her leg. “Thanks, glad to hear it.” She leaned down until their heads were nearly level. “Hey, can you keep a secret?” The colt nodded. “I’ve been working on getting the Wonderbolts to come here soon for another show,” she whispered. “Wouldn’t that be awesome?”

The colt’s eyes widened as far as they could. “Totally!” He hugged Spitfire’s leg again, nuzzling against her fur. “That’d be sooo cool!”

Spitfire smiled as she watched the little colt dash back to his parents, who both gave her a thankful smile. She nodded back at them with a small smile, then made her way off of the platform. Spitfire trotted through town, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible, or as inconspicuous as a celebrity in a small town could be.

“Spitfire? Is that you?” Spitfire heard a familiar voice call out from above her. She looked up and spotted Rainbow Dash poking her head out from a nearby cloud. Spitfire smiled up at her and waved a moment before Rainbow flew down to greet her.

“Hey, so whatcha doing in town?” Rainbow asked. “If I’d known you were coming, I would have planned an awesome day for us!”

Exactly the reason why I didn’t let anypony know I was coming... “Well, I’m sorry to say this, Rainbow Dash, but I have other plans. I’m here on... business, and I need to see Miss Rarity to commission a new dress for the upcoming Gala.”

“Oh...” Rainbow’s ears drooped. “That’s gonna take a while, isn’t it?”

“Yeah... She doesn’t have my measurements, and I need this dress to be spectacular.” Spitfire rubbed her leg with a hoof. “If you don’t mind, could you give me directions to her store? And before I leave tomorrow, maybe we could get a quick lunch if time allows?”

“Sure, what time were you thinking?” Rainbow’s ears flicked up again.

Spitfire shrugged, wincing as her saddlebag’s strap dug into her belly. She jostled it with a hoof until it slipped into a more comfortable position. “Well… the train I was leaving on is scheduled to leave at two in the afternoon, so… maybe around one?”

“Sounds great! So to get to Rarity’s, you just gotta stay on the main road, and once you reach the bakery, turn right, and it’ll be the third building on your left. I’m always flying around town, so just find me before ya leave, okay?” She raised her hoof to bump Spitfire’s. “Just to make things easy, I’ll be napping on a cloud around here tomorrow, okay? Just keep an eye out for my tail; it usually just hangs off the edge when I sleep.”

“Okay cool. Thanks for the directions!” Spitfire bumped Rainbow’s hoof and made quick time to Rarity’s Boutique. Now standing outside the door, she sat down and closed her eyes, taking deep breaths. Her heart was racing, and there was nothing she could do to slow it down. Months of planning had gone into figuring out how to act during this situation, but there were just so many different ways for it to go down. She’d thrown out the idea of straight up saying ‘I love you’ because she knew that Rarity would most likely require a heck of a lot more build-up before she could say such a thing. She still didn’t even know exactly how she was going to ask her out on a date, much less how she was going to tell her that she had fallen for her years ago.

Many ponies passed by her, giving her odd looks, but she ignored them. Her heart was screaming at her to go inside and just profess her love for her crush while her mind was yelling equally as loud to be rational, pointing out every little thing that could go wrong.

She was just about to open the front door to the shop when she heard some stallion cough lightly behind her. Spitfire’s head whipped around to find a stallion with Rarity’s exact colors. That’s not... him, is it? She cocked her head to the side as the stallion blushed at her, his eyes going wide as he recognized her. Without a word, he stepped past her to the front door, unlocked it, and held it open for her. Spitfire saw Rarity’s cutie mark on the stallion’s flank, making her eyebrows furrow in confusion. She licked her dry lips and cleared her throat. “Are you...” she asked softly, cocking her head to the side.

Rarity sighed, his ears flicking back as he looked Spitfire right in her eyes. “Yes, I’m Rarity. Now would you please come inside before other ponies realize that something went wrong?” Rarity asked, his voice rough and low. He glanced away in shame and embarrassment, only to hear a light giggle from Spitfire. She walked past him, flicking her tail up to playfully swat his side.

Rarity couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to Spitfire’s toned flanks. His mind grew a little fuzzy as he stared at her swaying butt, his cock starting to twitch again in its sheath. He knew exactly what that meant, so in an effort to keep his dignity, he forced himself to look away. “So, uh... I’m terribly sorry to be so blunt, Spitfire, but are you the high-class pony that I’m expecting from Canterlot?” He trotted past her and into the kitchen, putting on some tea for them.

“Actually, yeah, I am.” Spitfire settled down on the couch and listened to the sounds coming from the kitchen as she mindlessly swished her tail from side to side. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t reveal my identity in the letter I sent you. If it had been intercepted, I have no doubt that we’d be swarmed with reporters by now.”

“That’s all well and fine, dear. Please, make yourself comfortable in the living room; I’ll be there shortly!” Rarity said, poking his head out from around the corner as he snuck a glance at Spitfire. As the water started boiling, he used his magic to finish making the tea. Once the tea had cooled off a little bit, he brought it out on a platter held up by his magic. As soon as he sat down beside her, he caught a whiff of an extremely tantalizing scent. Knowing that this month was estrus season for most mares, he grew a little uncomfortable. He had been due to go into estrus sometime early next week, so he was glad that he was able to schedule a fitting to bring in a little extra cash while he dealt with his estrus. His gaze flicked over to find Spitfire lounging on her side, facing away from him. Her flicking tail wafted her scent into the air, and as he looked up to meet her gaze, he saw that she was grinning slyly at him. Lighting his horn, Rarity placed a tea cup for her on her side of the coffee table.

“So tell me... how are you now a stallion?” Spitfire asked, sipping from her cup of tea. She eyed him up and down with a lustful glimmer in her eyes, noticing how his forelegs were shaking. She sat up and placed a hoof on his, wrapping her leg around his as she scooted up against his side.

“Well... to make a long story short, I...” Rarity grabbed his tea cup with a hoof. He was shaking so much that a little bit of the tea spilled out, dripping down the side of the cup.

“Here, let me.” Spitfire threaded a sole feather through the handle of the tea cup and wrapped it around the other side. She lifted it up to Rarity’s lips and let her took a long, deep sip, then set it down.

“Thanks,” Rarity said, a blush tinting his cheeks red. “Um... like I was saying...” He cleared his throat. “I was supposed to meet Twilight for breakfast this morning. I was running a little early, so I decided to stop by her place, as it were. When I got there, I found two cups of what I thought was tea, and, uh... I was so thirsty that I drank both of them without thinking, and, well... it wasn’t tea.”

“I see. So it was a potion, then?” Spitfire asked, rubbing Rarity’s hoof with her own.

Rarity chuckled. “Yeah, it was. As you can see, I’m now a stallion, through and through, until tomorrow morning.”

“Well then, you were certainly a mare of beauty before, but as a stallion?” Spitfire bit her lip as she grinned. “You’re almost as handsome as you were sexy...” She nuzzled his neck, humming softly all the while. “I travelled all the way from Canterlot to ask you out on a proper date, you know...” she whispered. “I even took the train so that I wouldn’t smell like sweat when I got here, too...” She nipped Rarity’s neck.

“D-Darling, that’s... flattering, but... how can anypony handle, well... this?” He rolled onto his side, spread his hind legs, and gestured down. “From the couple of stallions that I’ve, uh... slept with, my goods are much larger than a regular stallion’s. I really wouldn’t want to hurt you...”

Spitfire leaned forward and saw what Rarity was talking about. His sheath was noticeably thicker than most, and even though he was still soft, she figured that it was about as thick as her favorite dildo back home, the one she usually kept in reserve for when she was in heat. But this year, she had decided that she wanted a lover instead. A piece of rubber was no match for a thick, throbbing, cum-shooting cock, after all. “You know... there are only a few mares that could... take care of you. Luckily for you, you’re looking at one right now!”

Rarity chuckled nervously at that. He started to close his hind legs, feeling as it was rather improper to reveal himself to Spitfire like that, but instead felt a hoof stopping him. He glanced down at her, then laid back against the couch. Rarity saw Spitfire bite her lip as she stared at his package, and as thoughts of what naughty things they could do together slipped into his mind, Rarity’s eyes went wide as he saw himself start to grow down there. His tip popped out of his sheath, throbbing gently as his balls twitched randomly every few seconds.

Spitfire’s mouth watered at the sight. “Am I... turning you on?” she whispered into Rarity’s flicking ear as she leaned in close, standing over him. She nipped at his ear, then planted a trail of kisses down from his ear down to his cheek, then finally to his mouth. Rarity did nothing to stop her, allowing her to take the lead as she nibbled on his bottom lip. She pulled away with a needful grin on her face, her eyes running all over Rarity’s face as she tried to figure out if he liked what she was doing or not.

Rarity panted softly, his entire field of view made up of Spitfire’s beautiful face. Spitfire’s ears were flicked back, and she licked her lips in a way that said ‘I want you.’ “But, darling...” He glanced away, only to feel a hoof guide him to look back up at her. “You’re very attractive, but, well... I’ve never thought about taking another mare to bed,” she admitted with a faint blush.

“Luckily for us, you’re not a mare. At least, not right now.” Spitfire opened a wing and gently ran the tip of a feather down Rarity’s exposed belly, making his hind legs twitch. “We can see how you feel in the morning, hm? At least give me a chance?”

“I suppose, but... what about not kissing on the first date?” Rarity asked with a chuckle. “I mean, we haven’t even gone on a proper date yet!”

“Oh, to hell with those silly old traditions; we can start dating tomorrow morning!” As Rarity rolled onto his back, she said, “I mean, if you’d like to, that is...” She bit her lip as her breath caught in her throat. “Would you like to?” She felt a tiny bit of arousal slip from her puffy folds.

Rarity panted softly as he stared into Spitfire’s beautiful eyes. “I...” He glanced away again as he pushed himself up against the back of the couch, his cock leaking a little bit of pre-cum onto his belly. Looking back at her, he took a deep breath, then as a smile started to form on his face, he whispered, “Yes, I would like to go on a date with you.”

Spitfire slid closer to him and ran a hoof up and down his inner thighs, never touching his package. “And would you like to... take me to bed? A mare has needs, after all, and I think this could be the start to a wonderful relationship.”

“That is true, I suppose, but wouldn’t you dating someone bring you even more attention from the press? Would all of that stress be worth it?” Rarity asked as he felt his cock slip back into its sheath.

You’re worth it in my eyes, Rarity... Spitfire stood up and stared into his eyes. “I’ve dealt with it before, so I can deal with it again. The question is, though, can you handle it?”

Rarity sat up, his haunches doing little to hide his sheath as he took care to not sit on his balls again. “I... am not sure, but I’d like to try,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “But with you being in heat, and with me being a stallion... should we even chance it?”

“I’ve been on birth control since my estrus cycle started, so I think we’d be fine.” Her eyes lit up as a tantalizing idea popped into her mind. “Say... what if we pretend like you’re trying to get me pregnant? That could put a little spice on our little lovemaking session...” she said with a growing lustful grin.

“Trying to throw in a little kink?” Rarity returned Spitfire’s lusty grin. “You naughty girl...” he whispered into her ear.

“Excellent,” Spitfire whispered as she slid up against his side. With their lips inches apart from each other, she let her eyes slide close as she wondered if she should make the first move. Luckily for her, Rarity leaned in and planted his overly-soft lips upon her own, then sat back with a rather large blush. “Wow... your lips are really soft, and...” Spitfire leaned back in, then tilted her head to the side as she whispered, “Warm...” She bit his bottom lip and teased it with the tip of her tongue as her heart raced in her chest. Rarity moaned softly, so as she let go, she pushed her tongue inside of his mouth, passionately fighting his tongue. Almost a minute passed in this fashion before she heard somepony knock on the front door. “Uh-oh... you expecting anypony?” she asked, her eyes locked on the front door. She was in a very compromising pose, especially since her wet pussy was on full view to anybody who walked inside.

“Nope!” Rarity said with a chuckle. Before Spitfire could respond, he lit his horn and locked the door, then flipped the ‘Open’ sign to the other side. “Besides, it’s closing time anyways...”

“Sweet...” Spitfire moaned as she pushed Rarity back against the couch, straddling his hips. She scooted up his hind legs until their bellies pressed against each other, the opening of his sheath pressed right up against her pussy, giving it absolutely nowhere to go but up into her. She nipped at his neck again, grinding her hips back and forth. Spitfire heard him moan over her shoulder a moment before she felt his tip part her puffy and soaked lips. She pushed herself downward with a renewed vigor, letting off a soft moan as he finally entered her.

Rarity chuckled as he placed his forelegs on Spitfire’s hips. “Did you come here expecting to find your way into my bed today?”

“Actually no, but with me being in heat, and you being a stallion for the night...” Spitfire wiggled her hips back and forth, Rarity’s cock growing harder and thicker inside of her tight, velvety passage. She’d never let a stallion enter her in this fashion, but the idea was quickly growing on her like the cock was growing inside of her. Instead of taking a thick cock all in one go, she found that she was adjusting to his size as he grew ever larger and harder inside of her. He was about half as thick as her foreleg was, and he was still growing. “And since this is a one time thing, I think it’d be such a waste to let this opportunity slip away...”

“Yes, I can see why you’d think that...” Rarity bucked his hips up, pushing his cock deeper inside of her. Spitfire winced and clamped down on his length, trying her hardest to hold him in place, but her tightness only made his cock twitch and grow even more harder. She moaned and buried her muzzle into his chest floof, then laid her head just under his chin. He wrapped his legs around her butt and held her firmly in place while she wrapped her forelegs around his neck, holding him close. She panted softly into his neck, breathing in through her nose as his scent danced upon her nostrils, making her heart beat wild with lust. I can’t believe we’re actually having sex... and on top of that, I can’t believe Rarity said yes! Spitfire leaned back in for a quick kiss, a string of saliva forming a small bridge between their lips before it broke as she felt her heart flutter with love.

Rarity smiled gently as he worked his hooves into Spitfire’s rump. “So, dear… are you absolutely sure about this?” His cock was rock-hard, and as far as he could tell, he was fully aroused. His balls were firmly pressed up against Spitfire’s butt, and for some reason, he felt like that was their proper place: on a cute mare’s rump. Part of her wondered if his brain was reacting this way because he was a stallion, even though it was only temporary.

“Well, let’s put it like this: I’m in heat, and I already have your dick all of the way inside me…” Spitfire nipped Rarity’s neck a couple of times. “So let’s just say my mind’s already made up about this, okay?” Without waiting for a response, she lifted her hips until his medial ring slipped out of her, then let gravity do the work as she slid back down onto his cock, clenching and unclenching all the while. “Nggh… I don’t think I’ve ever felt a cock as thick as yours…” she muttered as she took a few deep breaths, feeling a little bit of her wetness slip out around the tight seal that her pussy made around Rarity’s new cock.

“Well, you better enjoy it while it lasts, because it’ll be gone by tomorrow,” Rarity said as he tightened his grasp on Spitfire’s butt. He pushed down into the couch and lifted Spitfire with his hooves, then pushed up into her while he pushed her back down. His balls slapped against the back of Spitfire’s dock before they settled back down between his legs.

“Good thing we have the rest of the night to ourselves, then.” Spitfire used her hind legs to help Rarity lift her up, starting to uncomfortably empty as his cock left her velvety tunnel. She felt an overwhelming urge to ride him until he exploded inside of her, sating her uncontrollable lust. She did want to start a family someday, but deep down, she knew that she’d never naturally have a foal with her choice in lovers. As his thick tip was about to slip from her slit, she let Rarity push her back down. She let it happen nice and slow, stopping every couple of inches to clench and unclench on his cock. Spitfire held Rarity’s gaze, staring deep into his soul, and as he smiled lovingly up at her, she smiled back and leaned in as his medial ring slipped past her entrance.

Rarity loved how he was able to feel every single twitch and twinge from Spitfire’s body. Her tongue was teasing his lips, begging for him to open his mouth for her. With a sly grin, he broke the kiss and nipped at her neck, and even though she was still clenching down on his cock, he pushed her the rest of the way down in one go, making her cry out into his chest. Keeping his cock firmly seated inside of her, he used his magic to hold Spitfire’s weight, then stood up. He held her around her rump as he awkwardly walked to the arm of the couch, then as his magic started to fade away from overexertion, he managed to swing around behind her. As his magic faded away, he set Spitfire down on the arm of the couch, letting her belly come to rest on the arm.

Spitfire glanced back at him, her ears flicked back as she wondered what he wanted. Before she could even open her mouth to ask, Rarity pinned her down with his weight, pulled back, then thrust back inside of her.

Rarity loved letting Spitfire’s natural juices lubricate his cock. Whenever he’d been with another stallion, he had made sure that they always had plenty of lube, but now he realized that he had never needed it; a mare’s pussy could create more lube than they needed. He just chalked it up to the fact that he never usually messed around with foreplay, for the stallions that he’d been with had always wanted to get to the main event. Making a mental note to include foreplay in future lovemaking sessions, Rarity settled into a steady rhythm, making Spitfire moan with each thrust.

Before he knew what was happening, Rarity felt his tip flare up, making it rather hard to keep fucking Spitfire. As he cocked his head to the side in confusion, he felt his balls twitch, then a wave of euphoria rushed through his head. Instinct made him seat himself as fully inside of Spitfire as he groaned, erratically bucking as he felt his tip keep his seed from leaking out past its tight seal. His eyes going wide, he realized through the haze in his mind that he was cumming, and as he realized the implications of what could happen, he started to pull out, but Spitfire rolled onto her back and wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him back in. He panted softly as his eyes searched Spitfire’s face for any sign of her getting angry at him for cumming inside of her, but all he saw was a content smile and a kind gaze. “I... I...”

“Shh... it’s okay that you didn’t last as long as I hoped,” Spitfire said as she leaned up. She wrapped her forelegs around his neck and made sure she had a firm grasp on his butt with her hind legs. She nuzzled his neck and whispered, “Want to carry me to bed, stud? That was a nice first round, but I would love another if you have it in you.”

She’s not angry that I came inside of her while she’s in heat? Oh, right! She wanted to act like we’re trying to get her pregnant! Rarity nuzzled the back of her head, and even though his cock was starting to soften, he couldn’t help but chuckle when he felt Spitfire clamp down on him, ensuring that he wouldn’t slip out of her as they started the long trek up to his bedroom. Nearing the top step, he felt himself start to harden again, his cum and her juices letting him slide all the way back in without a hitch. As he wondered just how much cum he’d pumped into Spitfire’s pussy, he knew their night was just beginning.