Simply Coco, Darling!
Chapter Five: Girl Talk
-By Drace Domino

“Ugh, I can’t believe I let you talk me into this!” Rainbow Dash whined, letting her shoulders sag as she gave a deadpan look to the others. She was dragging her feet behind her and making every movement look like it took every last ounce of her strength, like she was being pulled down by the tremendous hand of boredom-induced gravity. “When are we gonna do something fun? Anything fun?!”

“Oh, Rainbow Dash, I swear you can be so...barbaric in your preferences.” Rarity’s posh voice followed, and the fashionista didn’t even bother to look back at her friend as she whined. The elegant young woman was taking the lead that day flanked on both sides; Fluttershy to her left and none other than Coco Pommel to her right. She cast a tiny glance to each girl and offered a little chuckle, speaking up as she tightened her grip around the thin strap of one of the shopping bags she carried. “But if you absolutely must take a break, I suppose we can all stop for a bit of lunch.”

“That sounds just fine, Rarity.” The voice of Applejack chimed in, speaking up from just behind Coco Pommel. “Whatcha thinkin’? I saw a steakhouse on the way here that smelled pretty decent. Or we could drive out to Big Ted’s Slippery BBQ!”

“Applejack, please!” Rarity scoffed suddenly, spinning on a heel and glancing at her friend. She held up one of her arms to showcase the silk gloves she was wearing; beautiful royal blue that trailed from her fingertips to her elbows. “Do I look like I’m dressed in such a fashion to eat...to eat...finger foods?!” The words were spoken with the weight and drama of the most vulgar of curses, and even Coco Pommel gasped with one delicate hand raised to his mouth. His blush intensified; however, when Rarity turned just a few inches to the side and gestured to him. “Since Coco is the newest member of our girl’s club, let’s let her pick!”

“M..Me?” Coco Pommel swallowed nervously, and his eyes cast out towards the scene before him. They were about three hours into a shopping trip on the weekend, a special event for the young man since it was his first true outing with Rarity and the girls. All of them were dressed well save for Dash and Applejack; both whom had worn conservative jeans and shorts along with a startling lack of accessories. So far it had been a lovely morning as they shopped and giggled together, though it was clear that the patiences of the more rough and tumble members of the group was wearing thin. So far, the day had been...girly, to say the least.

Coco Pommel, of course, had absolutely loved it. From the brisk chai tea lattes they all sipped first thing in the morning, to the early pedicures and manicures with a fresh facial cleanse. They had treated themselves and had even done quite a bit of shopping, purchasing sweet perfumes, scented bath oils, and just...just the most marvellous things! Coco Pommel’s hand was wrapped around the handle of a bag from a body wash store so fancy that even the bags were perfumed, and that sweet smell wafted through the air every time he moved it. Now; though...now he was put into a position of having to make a decision. He couldn’t just idle in the sidelines anymore, sticking close to Rarity and hanging on her every word and whim. He had to make a choice, and it had to be a choice that would please everyone! Dash’s boredom, Applejack’s rustic tastes, Pinkie Pie’s sweet tooth, Twilight Sparkle and Sunset’s thirst for academia, Fluttershy’s vegetarian diet, and Rarity’s craving for high class culture…! It was too much, too much! The slender young man started to tremble as he looked at that sea of faces; seven girls that could be disappointed with him just by merely picking the wrong restaurant! He was blushing and sweating, his throat was tight, and he nearly dropped that scented bag before suddenly a rescue came. A rescue in the form of the same woman that had put him in that situation to begin with.

“On second thought, dears, if you wouldn’t mind I think I know just the perfect spot.” She gazed back towards Coco and offered him a tiny wink, before letting her eyes flicker back towards the others. “It’s a sweet little place called the Steeping Den, where we can get tea service, finger sandwiches, delightful little scones with cinnamon and mint, and-”

“Boooooooring!” Rainbow Dash practically flailed, before she was silenced by Rarity reaching out and delicately tweaking the athlete’s nose.

“-and it’s right across the street from a Horsin’ Around.”

“Horsin’ Around?!” Pinkie Pie was quick to chime up, popping forward with a big, joyful smile. “The place with all the arcade games and claw machines where you win big whopping handfuls of candy?!”

“And laser tag?!” Dash was next to chime up, giggling in excitement though trying to play it cool. “I mean...I guess that’d be fun.”

“Well heck, I might even join ya’ll! They got a rock climbin’ wall that I’ve been itchin’ to try out.” The casual drawl from behind the group offered, and Applejack tucked her thumbs in against the waistband of her belt. “So it’s settled then? We’ll scarf down some of Rarity’s fancy tea sammiches, and then go have some real fun!” Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash both cheered in delight, and as they began making their plans Rarity turned on a heel to gaze back at her beloved Coco once more. Already seeing that he was calmer now that the problem was resolved, she pulled him close and pressed her lips to his forehead, offering up her voice in a soothing, tender tone.

“All that, and just wait until Twilight and Sunset see the used book store across from that.” She giggled, and tapped the tip of Coco’s nose with the tip of her finger. “Shall we, dear? Would you be so kind as to hold my hand while we go?”

“...ohgosh, absolutely, Rarity…” Coco Pommel merely whimpered, and pressed in as close as he could muster.

The Steeping Den was within walking distance, and as the group of seven girls and Coco headed through the streets they fell into their own conversations with a chipper tone to their voices. The girls that were less into shopping had been quelled in their impatience at the promise of food and fun, and even the intellectual pairing of Sunset and Twilight were casually chatting about school work coming up. Lingering at the very back was Coco, Rarity, and Fluttershy...and they made for the prettiest three of the group by far.

Fluttershy dressed as beautifully as Coco had ever seen her; wearing a long silk skirt that trailed to just above her ankles, marked with a butterfly pattern at the hem. The stitching was clearly the work of Rarity and it was obvious the garment was a one of a kind original, made to match a blouse of yellow that came up and crossed over her shoulders with thin, elegant straps. It was a perfect blend of style and skin, and it worked well with the long flowing pink hair that followed her as she moved. Rarity was...the picture of elegance, as she ever was. Wide flared sunglasses as if she were a movie star, silk gloves and long nylons leading into a pencil skirt, she was clearly a woman on a mission. A mission to find the finest designer goods she could manage that day, whether they were aromas, jewelry, fabrics, or simple pleasures. One hand clutched the straps of several bags while the other gripped Coco’s own, their fingers intertwined while they walked.

And as for Coco Pommel’s attire...it was easily the most scandalous of all. At Rarity’s suggestion and gentle request the young man had slid inside a skirt that was, to be honest, too short for him. With every third step he could feel it rise up and expose just a quarter inch or so of his rear; a rear that was clad in a pair of panties that matched the tone of his skin scandalously close. A brief glimpse might even make it look like he wasn’t wearing anything underneath that skirt! The blouse that came over the rest of his body didn’t do many other favors; it was a revealing summer number that left his midriff exposed and his arms completely open, save for a few girly bracelets that dangled from his wrists. His feminization for the day wouldn’t be complete without the playing school stockings that came up to the edge of his thighs in a sea green that matched his hair, leading into a pair of sensible but pretty flats. When the other girls had first seen him Pinkie Pie had blurted out that he looked like something out of a dirty cartoon she had watched a few days ago, and that only made his blushing increase in intensity.

The three prettiest girls lingered in the back well out of range of the others, and as they continued on to the Steeping Den Rarity gazed over to Fluttershy and Coco. She tightened her grip in her lover’s hand before speaking up, wearing a sweet and pleasant smile as she did so.

“I’m dreadfully sorry about putting you on the spot there, Coco.” She soothed, true regret hiding in her voice. “I know it can be awfully difficult to please everyone…”

“Sometimes, I wonder how we all managed to become such good friends.” Fluttershy finally spoke up, her eyes lifting from Coco’s lap to his face in a clear indication of where she had been lingering. “But...they’re all great, and even if you picked a place someone didn’t like, they wouldn’t of minded that much.” She beamed, and held open a pocket on her skirt. “I always keep a little bag of granola and veggies, just in case I’m at somewhere that only serves mea-”

“Fluttershy!” Rarity gasped, holding her fingers to her mouth. “We’ve spoken before about you keeping...meals in the designs I make for you!”

“Oh! Uh...uh, I’m sorry.” The tremendous blush came to Fluttershy’s cheeks, and she gave Rarity a sheepish look. “I promise, I won’t do it anymore.”

“I should think not.” Rarity mused, and lifted her nose in a tiny gesture of authority. “Next time, I’ll tell my dear assistant to rip the clothes right off of your body! If you can’t appreciate my fabrics, then you’ll just have to endure the sensation of her fingertips pulling them away from you stitch by stitch!”

It was oddly specific, and a strange threat to begin with. Coco Pommel wasn’t quite sure what to say in response to it, at least until he looked over at the sight of Fluttershy. Her cheeks were burning in a heavy blush as that mental image danced through her mind, and she gave a nervous gulp. Her voice, though still the soft and tender tone of the sweetest of their friends, carried just a hint of...mischief.

“Then...Then maybe I’ll stuff my pockets next time.” She half-warned, half-hoped that Rarity’s threat was genuine. She nibbled briefly on her bottom lip, and gave a tiny glance over to Coco so she could properly size him up. “...all of my clothes?”

“All of them!” Rarity scoffed, lifting her nose a little higher. “Tell her, Coco Pommel!” Coco Pommel, as stunned as ever, turned towards Fluttershy and made something akin to a tiny squeaking noise before speaking up again.

“A...All of them.” He offered, and took a long, deep, nervous breath. “I’ll...I’ll rip them right off!”

“...mmm yeah you will.”

An odd response, but then...he had been getting a lot of those from Fluttershy that day. While they had been shopping throughout the day Coco would manage to catch sight of Fluttershy stealing peeks at him; gazing whenever he was bending over to pick something up or even when he was sucking away at the straw of his chai latte. The attention from the timid young woman was thrilling if a bit disconcerting; at first he wasn’t sure if it was that he was doing something wrong, or there was...more to the way she was looking at him. Thankfully Rarity was never too far away and Coco was never shy about hiding behind her leg, although that morning it hadn’t been particularly helpful what with the fashionista’s intentional meddling.

“Coco, one of your stockings is a little wrinkled. Fluttershy, could you help her please?”

“Coco dear, you simply have to try a bite of Fluttershy’s scone. You don’t mind if there’s a little lipstick on it afterwards, do you Fluttershy?”

“Oops! Oh my, all those pennies on the floor! I’d bend over to pick them up but my hands are so dreadfully full. Coco, could you please…?” The last one wasn’t even clever or subtle, and Rarity and Fluttershy both stood there watching while Coco Pommel did as he was told. The two girls had openly been watching his rear past the hem of his ultra-short skirt, studying the stitching of his panties and the way their color so flawlessly blended in with his skin tone. The entire time he was bending over scuttling pennies into his hands he was blushing tremendously and throbbing within his panties; an excitement surging in him that he was still trying to fully wrap his head around. He loved being feminine...and he loved being Rarity’s delicate item to show off. It made his heart race and his nethers surge to activity, and he was thankful for the magical panties that made sure to keep any bulges in check. To anyone that glanced underneath his skirt that didn’t know any better they would see a gentle fold of fabric just like any other woman’s skirt, an indication that he was indeed as girly as he looked.

In reality? He could feel himself straining against the fabric of the magic material, a constant sense of arousal going through him almost the entire morning. In the instances that he pushed those aroused sensations aside he relished in the joy and companionship he was experiencing with all the girls, relishing in the fact that he was...simply one of the group. Rarity’s girlfriend, yes, but still just one of the gang. She was teased by Rainbow Dash, told jokes to from Pinkie Pie, and...and…

...stared at by Fluttershy, with a hungry, relentless gaze. Those eyes continued to dance over Coco’s body even when they made it to the Steeping Den, and the girls all set about placing their orders in their own unique fashion. It was an interesting lunch to say the least; with Fluttershy, Coco, and Rarity ordering off the menu as the others all seemed to have their own spin on what they wanted.

“Ohh, can you put some extra icing on the muffins?! What? You don’t have any icing?! Good thing I brought my own!”

“What’s aioli? Sounds pretty fancy for me, y’got any sweet honey BBQ sauce for that cucumber sandwich?”

“These portions are sooooo small! How am I supposed to keep my energy up with these little bites?!”

“Sunset Shimmer, if I order the century oaks tea service and you get the Eastern classic we can split the meals for maximum taste sampling.”

“Hee, if we do I’m going to make you eat the salted blackberries right out of my hand, you nerdy little fawn~”

As the five girls went on and on ordering in their own style, the three “cultured” ladies in the back were the bastion of decorum and behavior. Coco Pommel was seated at the very center; flanked on both sides by Rarity and Fluttershy, forced to breathe in long, deep scents of their combined perfumes...not to mention his own. It was an immensely fragrant scent that seemed to embody the theme of the day, a theme of dainty beauty even if all of their friends didn’t quite embrace it. As he sat there patiently waiting to order Rarity slipped a hand underneath the table, wrapping her fingers around his knee and giving it a tiny squeeze.

“Coco, dear-” She began, quirking a slender brow and speaking in a tone too low for anyone else to hear. “-when the other girls all leave the table to pursue their own interests, would you do a favor for me?”

“Anything, Rarity, you know that.” Coco responded sweetly as he turned to face the girl, similarly keeping his voice low. “What can I do for you?”

“Well…” Rarity smirked once more, and her fingers tightened about the young man’s knee. “If you’d sit in Fluttershy’s lap, darling...I’d appreciate it.” There was a slight pause, before she offered a tiny afterthought as if it explained everything. “She’s the only one that’s been truly behaving today, and I think that deserves a reward. And I can think of...absolutely no better reward in the whole world than to have you in someone’s lap.”

How could he possibly refuse such a justification mingled with that enormous praise? Coco Pommel’s cheeks burned a bright red as he listened to his lover’s words, and then finally gave her a tiny nod in response. Butterflies immediately danced in his stomach while he gazed over to Fluttershy, who was already dabbing her lips off with a napkin.

“Mmm. These sandwiches are delicious.” The shy and polite young woman replied, for once not letting her eyes drift past Coco’s own. “Coco? Would you like to try a bite?”

“Oh, uh...sure!” Coco smiled brightly, but before he had a chance to reach a hand forward to take one of the tiny sandwiches Fluttershy moved her fingers forward, clutching one for him. It was...barely a nibble pinched within her fingers, a tiny morsel of sandwich that Coco would need to awkwardly take from Fluttershy’s hand. When he went to reach out for it with his own hands he found them suddenly gripped under the table, clutched within Rarity’s own. Apparently, the fashionista wanted him to gobble up that tiny bite without using his hands.

A tremendous blush rose over Coco’s cheeks as he leaned forward, closing his lips around the edges of Fluttershy’s fingers and pulling until she relinquished the bite of the sandwich. Smudges of lipstick were left on Fluttershy’s digits by the time he pulled back, and the young man barely recognized the taste of the food under the weight of all the looks he garnered then. The other girls at the table all paused to watch the sensual display, the passing water gave a blushing glance, and across the patio fence there were a few passing men that had noticed it and were now gawking openly at him. Coco, still dressed in a fashion that was downright revealing in its girly embrace, choked down that swallow of sandwich and spoke up in a quiet and nervous tone.

“It...It’s good. Thank you, Fluttershy.” Before a few seconds had passed everyone went back to minding their own business; the other girls, the waiter, the boys across the fence. Those few seconds felt like they took an eternity; however, and when they finished Rarity released her hold on Coco’s hands and went back to letting her fingers dance across his knee. She cooed at the young man before turning towards the others, smiling to all of her friends while her free hand pulled out a card from her purse.

“Girls, I think the three of us will stay here for a while longer and enjoy the ambiance~” She put enough flair on the final word to make it sound as elegant as possible. “The rest of you should go have some fun across the street. We’ll meet back in an hour, perhaps? I’ll take care of the bill today.”

“Awesome, thanks Rarity!” Dash beamed, and couldn’t wait to bounce up from her seat. She could’ve easily just walked to the exit but instead she clamored over the fence in excitement, and then stood on the other end bouncing back and forth as she looked to the others. “C’mon Pinkie and AJ, let’s go have some fun!” Pinkie Pie was quick to bounce right after her, though Applejack was far more patient as she wiped her mouth and stood up. After a few seconds to adjust her hat she gave the group a little nod and a smile, and even through a wink in the direction of Coco Pommel.

“You girls don’t get into too much trouble, now.” She grinned, and started to make her way out. Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle were already standing as well, threading their hands together and interlocking their fingers. Sunset spoke up first, flashing Rarity a smile as she did so.

“Thanks, Rarity.” Came the gentle offer. “Twilight and I will be over at the bookstore in case we lose track of time. They had this collection of 15th century poetry in the window, and-” She cupped a hand over her mouth, as if she was telling a secret that the girl beside her couldn’t hear. “-that stuff gets Twilight hooooot!”

“Sunset!” The admonishment came from the bespectacled girl, and she nudged her friend with a sharp elbow to the side. While Sunset giggled and began to walk Twilight followed suit, blushing as she stammered to the others. “It’s...you know...I mean...she’s exaggerating of course!”

Before long all of their friends had left the table a well-picked over mess, and Fluttershy, Rarity, and Coco Pommel remained. And at that point, Rarity simply raised her tea to her lips, drew a sweet sip, and spoke in a thoughtful fashion.

“Coco, love?” Her voice slipped forward. “You wanted to change your seat, correct?”

Within the seat of Fluttershy’s lap, the pretty Coco squirmed endlessly. Both Coco Pommel and Fluttershy were blushing enormously as they rested together, and even though Fluttershy’s hands were braced on the young man’s waist it always felt like he was able to slip right off thanks to Fluttershy’s own wiggling. There was an almost instant heat there that neither one of them could deny, and Coco Pommel could only think about all the glances Fluttershy had given him...all those hungry...hungry glances. From just a foot away Rarity sipped at her tea with a pleasant smile on her face, and as she hid her features underneath the brim of a wide summer hat she had just purchased during their shopping trip, she spoke in her typically delightful tone.

“Coco, dear, you simply must sit still!” She playfully teased him, and let a hand lower to brush fingertips across his stocking-clad knee. “How is Fluttershy ever going to settle with you wriggling around like that? Not to mention the spectacle, dear.”

“I...I’m trying…” Coco Pommel finally squirmed into place, but to do so he had to brace an arm around Fluttershy’s shoulders. Finally he found a place there with the timid girl’s face mere inches from his neck, where he could feel the heat of her breath and stew under the heated gaze she was offering. Now that he was stationary he could feel the pressure of Fluttershy’s arms around him, not to mention the fact that her lap was...tense, as if she wanted to lunge forward with a sudden thrust. Thank goodness for the magical panties on both of them!

“It’s okay, Coco Pommel, you can squirm all you want.” Fluttershy spoke with a little blush, and a tiny giggle to chase it. “It reminds me of when Rarity used to. It’s always nice having something so pretty nearby.”

“Rarity?” Coco Pommel blinked, and darted his gaze between the two girls. “Rarity, in your lap?” His feminine body felt like it was about to erupt at the imagination of it; the picture of beauty that was his doting mistress sitting on the cutest creature to ever exist? (Aside from himself, of course.) “I...I know about the parties you have together, but I didn’t know there was a lot of...uh...lap sitting.”

“It’s usually more handsy than the two of you are being right now.” Rarity cooed from the side, and gave another simple laugh. “Though I believe Fluttershy is referring to something we haven’t discussed yet, dear. It’s nothing enormous, at least not within the framework of our relationship. Simply put, Fluttershy and I used to date. Isn’t that right, Fluttershy?”

“Mhmm!” Fluttershy nodded with a smile, and...whew, she was certainly appreciating letting her fingers move back and forth over Coco’s exposed midriff. They kept trailing from side to side, the thumb circling the belly button, making sure to trace every little curve she could reach. “We went out for a few months after the magic changed us. We thought maybe, we could make things work, but…”

“Well, Coco dear, let’s just say there was something of a power struggle.” Rarity smirked, and even offered a wink to Fluttershy. “Fluttershy might be one of the sweetest women to ever live, but...she wanted things in the bedroom that I wasn’t willing to give. Namely, the same things I wanted from her.”

“We decided that it wasn’t a good fit.” Fluttershy continued, and all the while continued to caress and cradle Coco in her lap. “But we’re still the best of friends, and I’m...I’m so happy that Rarity found you!” The tone in her voice was genuine and pure, as was the smile that practically glowed towards the young man. Coco found himself blushing at the announcement, and he gently squirmed into position deeper on Fluttershy’s lap. It was comfortable...even if he knew what was hiding within the magical panties under his lap.

“That’s lovely that the two of you can stay good friends.” Coco smiled, and looked over to his proper mistress. “Rarity? Could I have permission to do something?” With that, he leaned over while still hanging on Fluttershy’s shoulder. His lips went to Rarity’s ear and he whispered a little secret while Fluttershy leaned back, blushing and wondering. When they parted again Rarity gave a wide smile and a nod, giving him permission to do something daring. Something bold. Something scandalous!

A soft, tiny kiss on the side of Fluttershy’s cheek. It left a small print of lipstick thereafter Coco pulled back, and he moved his thumb up to begin idly smoothing it away. While he did so he studied the blushing and joyful features of Fluttershy, speaking up in a voice so timid it could’ve well been hers.

“Thank you for Rarity.” He smiled, fondly. “If the two of you never would’ve broken up, then maybe I never would’ve...we never would’ve…”

“Come now, Coco, look at the poor thing. You’re going to make her burst into flames.” Rarity giggled, and gave him a tiny nudge. Fluttershy was practically trembling in place as things boiled over, and after all that day of teasing it was time Rarity offered her best friend a treat. The sweetest of treats, in fact! “You said you wanted to give her a kiss to thank her...but that was hardly a kiss.”

“Y...You mean…”

“Like you would kiss me, dear.” Rarity arched a slender brow as she folded one leg across her knee. After a bit of pondering she held a hand up, scaling her forefinger and her thumb an inch apart. “Perhaps...this far off from how you would kiss me. We can’t give her everything, can we?”

Coco Pommel swallowed, his eyes wide at the order he was given by his mistress. Fluttershy was sweet and cute and even sexy; moreso now that Coco knew she had the same dominant impulses as his mistress. When he looked over to Fluttershy it was clear she was all ready for it, smiling and studying him with a look that could only be described as hungry. Coco, with his hands moving up and gripping at the edges of her shoulders, moved forward to do exactly as his mistress told him.

After all, he wouldn’t possibly deny a request Rarity made...not when it was such an easy one to fulfill. Inch by inch Coco drifted closer to Fluttershy, their lips closing near as their eyes closed. A kiss like he would give Rarity. That meant...tongues. The smearing of lipstick. Deep breathing. Arousal. His poor little heart was racing a mile a minute by the time their lips met, and he could feel Fluttershy’s fingers sweeping through his sea green hair.

Rarity continued sipping her tea; jealously glaring at anyone that dared to look at the two girls in hostile means. She played the guard dog as her best friend kissed her girlfriend, their lips toying together and eventually parting to reveal wiggling tongues. The fashionista’s smile was immense as she took it all in; from the sweeping touch of fingers through hair, to the goosebumps on Coco’s body, to the fact that his legs spread subconsciously to reveal a tasteful shot of his panties squarely to his mistress. Rarity drank it all in like the sweetest wine she could imagine, and when the kiss finally ended Coco’s forehead bumped against Fluttershy’s own and the two girls were left shuddering from the aftermath.

“Well. How was it?” She asked, willing to take an answer from whichever of the two could form one first. “Doesn’t she taste so wonderfully sweet?” Again, it could go for either.

“It...oh my...oh oh my...gosh...gracious goodness...oh…” Coco, while being the first to speak, was hardly lucid. Fluttershy, on the other hand, swallowed her desires before looking to Rarity, speaking in a voice that was more bold than Coco had yet witnessed. Her grip tightened and she held him closer, addressing the proper mistress with respect yet hunger.

“Rarity, she’s wonderful!” She boasted, excitement still coursing through her. “Please please please, can I borrow her? Or come over sometime and play? Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaase?”

Coco Pommel, his head still cloudy from the sudden kiss with an adorable young woman, had just enough wits about him to hear his mistress’ response.

“Of course, dear.” She offered with confidence and grace. “When she’s ready.”

Coco Pommel wasn’t sure just when he’d be ready, but...the sudden rush of passion flowing through him certainly hoped that it’d be soon.

End of Chapter 5.

Author's Note

Just one of the girls, that Coco. Any guesses on which of the other girls gets to see him in a truly compromising situation first? Because oh yes, it's gonna happen.