“Fuuuuck,” groaned Sunset, blinking at the sunlight through her blinds. “It’s like noon already. I promised myself I was gonna hit the gym today…”

Aria’s eyes fluttered open, and he rolled over in the bed to drape a slim purple arm over Sunset. “What's wrong, Shimmy?”

Sunset slipped her arm underneath Aria’s body and curled her fingers around his asscheek. “Uh, nothing,” she said. “I just slept in. Someone distracted me last night and I forgot to set my alarm.”

“Aww,” teased Aria, rolling his hips as Sunset’s fingers massaged his butt, “Well, I feel just awful about it. Next time I bottom for you I’ll try to do it less… distractingly.”

“Yeah, you do that,” said Sunset, giving his butt a squeeze. “Urgh, I better just forget about the gym today. Again. You know I’m getting fat because of you, right?”

“You’re not fat,” said Aria. “You’re still a freakin’ Amazon, you’re just, like, an Amazon with a little muffin top. It’s cute.”

“Being cute is your job,” said Sunset. She let go of Aria’s butt and sat up in bed, looking down at her naked body. “And if I keep skipping the gym, it’ll be more than a muffin top eventually.” She pinched the layer of flab on her once-rippling abs.

“Well, that’s the plan,” said Aria. “Plan A was the whole mind control thing. Plan B is to make Sunset Shimmer get slightly out of shape.”

Sunset swung her legs off the bed. “And I went and let myself get seduced. Well, I’m at least gonna take a shower today.”

“Me first!” said Aria, throwing off the covers and leaping out of bed. Sunset rolled her eyes and lay back in bed, watching Aria’s ass wobble as he walked to the bathroom. They’d been together a couple of months, and Sunset still couldn’t believe that that body belonged to a boy. That big round bubble of an ass, those thick purple hips, those long, hairless legs… Sunset had witnessed Aria’s morning routine, and it took a long time to look as good as he did… but it was well worth it.

Of course, the length of that morning routine meant that Sunset would be waiting a long time for the bathroom. She hopped out of bed, kicked Aria’s clothes around to clear some space on the floor, and started doing sit-ups.

Moments after the sound of the hairdryer died down, Aria bounded out of the bathroom, practically shining from his skin-care regimen. Sunset, who had moved on to doing curls with the dumbbells she kept under her bed, looked up in admiration. Aria twirled, showing himself off, drinking in the attention.

Sunset’s fingers moved towards the base of her cock as she watched him twirl. With his makeup on and his hair tied into twin ponytails, Aria Blaze looked ready to step onto a stage - aside from being completely nude, that is. Aria didn’t show off his body to just anyone. No one besides Sunset got to see how his slim, bare chest met his thick round ass. Or the way his cute little dick bounced as his body moved.

“Shower’s free,” said Aria. “You mind if I make breakfast?”

Sunset raised an eyebrow. “Like… for both of us?”

“Yeah,” said Aria. “Is that surprising?”

“Well, it’s… without precedent,” said Sunset. “But sure. You know where everything is.” She laid down her dumbbell and headed for the shower.

As usual, the sight of Aria’s body had given Sunset a hard-on to deal with. This was a consistent feature of their relationship; while Aria was pretty good at controlling himself, Sunset’s cock couldn’t help but rise when Aria talked dirty or wiggled his hips. As a result, their relationship had a different power dynamic than one might expect from a towering amazon and a waifish boy. Aria loved to give Sunset a boner in public places, leaving her with no choice to accept a discreet blowjob in the bushes or a footjob under the table.

And it was those memories that brought her fourteen-inch cock to full attention as Sunset stepped into the shower. She soaped up her cock and balls first, “cleaning” the thick orange shaft with long, luxurious strokes. She could have jerked herself off then and there and still have been ready for a little fun with Aria afterwards, but she held off. She wanted to be at her best for her lovely femboy, and she was pretty sure that Aria was going to be up for a morning fuck.

Well, amended Sunset, “morning” should really be in quotations… Sunset Shimmer had always been an extremely driven young woman, and waking up after noon just wasn’t her style. She hadn’t slowed down the pace of her life this way for Flash Sentry - she’d used him to gain social standing and fucked him whenever she needed to blow off some steam. But this thing she had with Aria was different. She wasn’t skipping class or ignoring her other friends, but solitary pursuits like workouts were falling by the wayside. It just felt better to be around Aria, appreciating his company and his body.

Was this what it felt like to be fulfilled? Sunset had spent most of her life seeking fulfillment through power - she’d never given a second thought to love, back then.

And that brought up another important question. Was this love? They’d both said it, sure, but only in the throes of passion. They’d never, say, whispered it to each other while lying under the stars.

But that question wasn’t going to get answered in the shower stall. Certainly not unless they were both in there together. Sunset, sighing, lathered up her hair and got on with her shower.

As usual, it didn't take Sunset nearly as long as Aria to get ready for the day. But it seemed like Aria had made considerable progress on breakfast - the smell of bacon was permeating the apartment. Sunset could never bring herself to try actual meat, but she’d taken to stocking vegetarian bacon. Even being the tyrant of Canterlot High hadn't stopped her classmates from pointing out that her hair resembled a strip of bacon, and eventually curiosity had gotten the better of her.

As she slipped on her panties, stuffing her half-hard member down into the red fabric, her nose picked up another detail. There was an unpleasant edge to the savory smell, something that hinted that the bacon was well on its way to becoming charcoal. Sunset reflected, in a moment of panic, that not only had Aria never cooked breakfast for her… she'd never seen Aria cook at all.

Still mostly nude, Sunset turned from her dresser and bolted from her bedroom. The kitchen and living room were essentially the same space, divided only by a low partition, and once she was there Sunset could confirm, at least, that nothing was actively on fire.

“Oh hey,” said Aria, holding a grease-spitting pan over the sink. “Smelled so good you had to come and get it topless, huh?” Aria, for her part, was wearing Sunset’s apron. It was a bit much for making breakfast, but given Aria’s apparent inexperience it might have been a reasonable precaution.

“I just needed to make sure you weren’t setting my kitchen on fire,” said Sunset.

Aria frowned. “Hmph. Well, if you’re not going to be grateful, then you won’t get any breakfast. Some of this can be salvaged, I swear.”

Sunset looked skeptically at the pan Aria was holding. “...All right,” she said. “So are you going to serve it to me? Do the whole housewife thing?”

“Naturally,” Aria said. He turned towards the stove, turning his back to Sunset Shimmer. And as Sunset watched him, she finally understood the point behind this whole domestic scenario. Aria was - aside from the apron - completely naked, his ass proudly hanging out in the open. Sunset felt her cock stiffening up again, shifting in her panties, as she watched Aria work.

Aria, confident that Sunset had taken notice of his bare ass, busied himself in the kitchen, wiggling his backside rhythmically as he put together Sunset’s breakfast. She could faintly hear him humming a tune as his body bounced, and it wasn’t long before Sunset was hypnotized by that wobbling purple bubble butt, stroking herself through her panties and running the fingers of her other hand along her bare nipple.

Sunset was certain that the sirens didn’t have their magic anymore. And yet, here was Aria Blaze, humming a tune, wiggling his ass, and he had Sunset Shimmer absolutely mesmerized. If this wasn’t mind control, it was something pretty damn close. Sunset felt a growing spot of sticky dampness on her panties as her cock began to leak precum. She felt her dick straining against her undies, tenting the fabric, trying to shred the feeble garment and bust out. It wouldn’t be the first time; fourteen inches was hard to contain, and when Aria’s butt was on display, nothing could keep it from getting hard.

Sunset was tempted to keep her panties on and let her cock destroy them, but honestly, that was a hassle. She eased her cock past the waistband of her panties and let her fingers gently work the tip, getting them slick with pre. With one hand massaging her tit, she stroked her shaft up and down. At the tip, her hand brushed against her muffintop, smearing the flab with pre. And at the base, she let her fingers dwell on the surface of her balls - fat and round and churning with cum. She took it slow, and kept her touch light; it would have been all too easy to bust a nut from just watching Aria’s ass jiggle.

“Looking good over there,” said Sunset.

Aria hadn’t turned around since he’d first pointed his bare butt at Sunset, but he could tell by her heavy breaths that she was enjoying herself over there. A quick glance at the table confirmed his suspicions. “Oh gross,” he said sarcastically, “I’m just trying to make breakfast for my girlfriend, and she’s over there ogling me, jerking her fat cock and staring at my big round ass.”

“I can’t help it, baby,” said Sunset, smirking. “That sexy little femboy body makes too fuckin’ horny. I just gotta objectify you. Treat your body like a piece of meat.”

Aria looked over his shoulder, his lips pouting, and put a hand on the side of his ass cheek. “I can’t believe I’m dating such a pervert,” he said. “But a frail and bottom-heavy boy like me is just helpless against a tall, strong girl… and a long, thick cock.”

Sunset turned her body towards Aria and spread her legs, giving him a full-on view of her stroking herself. “That’s right, little man. You’ve been shaking your ass long enough, it’s time for you to get over here and service me.”

Aria smiled demurely and lifted the plate of food he’d been preparing, along with a tall glass of orange juice. Slowly, his hips swaying under the apron, he brought Sunset her breakfast.

“Oh hey,” said Sunset, once the plate was set down. “Toast, too. It actually looks good.”

“Well, it’s just toast,” said Aria. “I’m not an idiot.” He knelt in front of Sunset, and curled his slim purple fingers around her cock. “So now that you’re taken care of, how about you give me something to swallow?”

Sunset released her cock, leaving it in Aria’s hands. She lifted her ass as Aria pulled down her panties, letting her balls flop out. Aria caught Sunset’s balls in his mouth, balancing them on his tongue, moaning loudly as his lips caressed the smooth skin of her nutsack. He kissed his way up her cock, slicking her skin as he licked up the pre that had spilled down the long shaft. Finally he arrived at the tip, and he swirled his tongue around it, drinking up fresh precum.

Aria bobbed his head slowly in Sunset’s lap, swallowing more of her cock with each motion. Sunset put her hand on the back of Aria’s neck, gently guiding his head, and took a tentative bite of the bacon. “I gotta hand it to you, Aria,” she said, between bites, “Some of this bacon is not entirely burnt. But if I were you I would stick to dicksucking.”

Aria made a noise that sounded like agreement - although it was hard to make himself clear with Sunset’s cock that deep in his mouth. He took his own cock in his hand, stroking its relatively modest length as he took Sunset deeper. He felt Sunset’s bulbous tip bump against the back of his mouth, and he changed the angle of his head, positioning her tip under the opening of his throat.

Ever since Aria had seen Sunset’s cock, he’d wanted to conquer it in every way possible - and for him, that meant taking it deep, letting it penetrate him down to the hilt. Being beautiful and getting fucked had become his purpose in life. A shallow purpose, maybe, and not nearly as ambitious as trying to conquer the world, but it was fulfilling in ways his life hadn’t been before. Wiggling his ass for Sunset and watching her cock rise… getting ruthlessly fucked and gently cuddled afterwards… he couldn’t imagine trading it away for anything.

And today he’d decided to deepthroat Sunset’s fourteen-inch member. He’d given up on it more times than he could count, gagging and sputtering as he choked on Sunset’s cock, but this time he felt ready. He’d worked at relaxing his throat, practicing in private with a dildo that was about Sunset’s size. He suspected that the dildo was meant as a novelty, since it was bigger than any dick that most people would see in their lifetime - but it was almost exactly as big as his girlfriend’s cock, and perfect for practicing.

Aria jerked himself faster, feeling his throat open wider with every panting breath. Stroking himself had been crucial, during his practice sessions - he’d jerked himself off, imagining how Sunset would buck and moan as he swallowed her cock, how her shaft would twitch as it came closer to coming, how it would shoot its load and fill his belly with hot, thick cum. Arousal made his body hungrier, made his throat ready to accept more of his girlfriend’s massive meat.

Sunset felt the tip of her cock enter Aria’s throat, tightly enclosed by the warm, wet muscles. “Oooh, you’re taking it deep,” moaned Sunset, gripping the seat of her chair. “Be careful, baby, don’t choke…” But Aria didn’t back off; he lowered his head slowly, his ponytails falling into Sunset’s lap as the first few inches of her cock went down his throat. He was going slow, being careful, but he wasn’t gagging. He was really doing it.

“Oh shit,” panted Sunset, “Are you actually going to deepthroat me, baby? You are one brave, slutty little femboy, you know that?” She patted his head, not trying to force him down, just stroking him affectionately. “Just take it slow, okay? I’ve got a big long cock and I want you to swallow all of it, but not it you have to hurt yourself.”

Aria made another muffled throat noise, calmly signaling that he was still all right. Groaning, he lowered his head further, his eyes watering as his throat accepted something that was simply too big. This was going to hurt no matter what - but he still wanted it. After his practice with the dildo, he’d been going crazy, dreaming of what it would feel like to have that hot, hard, living cock deep inside his throat.

Eyes watering, face turning a deeper purple, Aria felt the tip of Sunset’s cock bump against his throat muscles. He’d imagined deepthroating Sunset while she was seated, but in his enthusiasm he hadn’t quite worked out the angles. There simply was no way for him to angle his head to get all fourteen inches into his throat. He made a noise of mild distress, trying to communicate the problem to Sunset.

“Too much?” said Sunset, “It’s okay, babe, I love that you tried…” But Aria didn’t pull back, and after another insistent throat noise, Sunset started to get the point. “Oh,” she said, rising carefully from her seat, “You need your neck straight, huh?” She braced herself of the edge of the table, bending her legs slightly to position her crotch at the proper height. “There you go, babe. Now swallow my cock. I wanna see my boyfriend’s lipstick on my ballsack.”

With his neck straight, Aria reached his hands around to Sunset’s ass - still toned and firm, if a little wider than before - and impaled himself on her cock. Every inch was agonizing, but so satisfying, so filling. With his hands on her butt, Aria could feel her twitch and writhe as his throat embraced more and more of her shaft.

And finally, fighting against the limits of his body, he felt his lips touch the base of her cock. Whimpering with relief, taking long breaths through his nose, he tried to look Sunset in the eyes. From this angle, he could just barely see her face, staring down lovingly at him.

“You did it, baby,” said Sunset. “I’m gonna fuck your throat now, okay?”

Aria agreed emphatically.

Sunset began to piston her hips, slowly dragging her cock over the tight muscles of her boyfriend’s throat. She made quick, shallow strokes, afraid to undo the work Aria had done - if she pulled out of his throat completely, she’d never get it back in. Right away, she was feeling her balls tighten, getting ready to release her load. Aria’s throat was simply the tightest place her cock had ever been in. Aria’s ass didn’t come close - and neither did Flash Sentry’s, for that matter. Her legs trembling, she thrust faster, forgetting the gentle and tender way she’d acted up til now. All she cared about now was getting off.

“I’m gonna cum,” grunted Sunset, hammering away at Aria’s mouth, slapping her hips against his cheeks. “I’m gonna shoot my big hot load straight into your stomach, you slut. Fuck, I’m close… oh, it’s gonna be big, baby…”

Sunse’s cockt throbbed and twitched deep in Aria’s throat, kicking with enough force that it finally overwhelmed him. He’d trained his throat to relax, but now fourteen thick inches were going wild inside him, spasming and bulging with fluid and shooting hot, sticky love down his gullet.

And in the midst of Sunset’s climax, as Aria struggled to keep her cock inside him, he came, shooting his load onto the carpet in four powerful spasms. Sunset’s orgasm, as usual, lasted longer; everything about her was bigger, from the top of her head to the tip of her cock to the fat orange balls in her smooth, dangling sack. Aria could feel Sunset’s cum splattering against his insides, over and over, until finally, mercifully, her cock began to grow soft.

Groaning, her cock spilling the last of its seed, Sunset lowered herself into her chair, pulling her softening shaft from Aria’s throat. Aria fell back and rolled onto his belly - a belly that was now wonderfully warm and full - giving Sunset Shimmer another good look at his ass.

“You okay, babe?” asked Sunset, and Aria, without moving any other part of his body, lifted his arm and gave his girlfriend a thumbs-up.

”Awesome,” said Sunset. “You really outdid yourself today, Aria.” She paused and looked down at her nearly-forgotten breakfast. “On the blowjob, I mean. The bacon’s burnt to shit.”

The thumbs-up became a middle finger, and Sunset laughed.

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