A steaming hot shower is good for a great many things: Cleansing the body, organizing your thoughts, indulging your fantasies, and especially cleaning your girlfriend’s cum from hard to reach places.

The next day found Sunset in her shower at home doing all these things. The steam rose around her as she took stock of her situation. That she had a girlfriend brought a smile to her lips. It was true that they had decided to take it slow, but that decision had only lasted a few hours before they found the joys of mutual masturbation…in Rarity’s back yard of all places. ‘Still, it was only just that,’ she thought to herself, before adding ‘and maybe some light oral. It wasn’t like we went all the way.’

Sunset lathered up her loofa with her favorite body wash and set to scrubbing herself. ‘She’s just so damn hard to resist. Even when she isn’t dominating me, I find her captivating. And that look she gives me, oh ponyfeathers…I can’t help but give her total control.’

She shook her head trying to clear the thought and set about washing her legs. She thought about the whole aspect of being dominated. She was now Fluttershy’s pet, but what did that truly mean? Was she expected to be collared? Would she have to get a fake tail and ears? How far was Fluttershy going to take this? Sunset’s mind started to wander, running with those thoughts.

She came crawling up to Fluttershy on all fours, a look of longing on her face. She nuzzled at Fluttershy’s leg and made a pitiful animalistic noise. Fluttershy reached down and ran her fingers through Sunset’s red and yellow locks before looking her in the eyes. “Awww… What’s the matter my Sunnybunny? Is someone being an attention whore?”

Sunset took a deep breath and soaked in the attention her mistress gave her. “Yes, Miss Fluttershy. I am an attention whore. Please let me service you,” she said, desperation extremely evident in her tone.

“And how would you service me, my little pet whore?” Fluttershy asked as she turned to face Sunset entirely.

Sunset licked her lips and looked up at her mistress to beg again. “Please Miss Fluttershy. I’m so very thirsty. Even though I’m not worthy of it, please will you let me drink your cum? Please let me lick your pussy.”

Fluttershy seemed to pause in contemplation for a brief moment before her eyes lit up as if an idea had dawned on her. “If you want nourishment, whore, you need to work for it.”

“What would you have me do, Miss Fluttershy?” Sunset asked with a fearful look. Hopefully her mistress wouldn’t make her do something too embarrassing.

Futtershy gave a wicked smile before crossing her legs, barring Sunset’s access to her pussy. “If you want your thirst slaked, I demand you enterain…us.” Fluttershy said with a flourish, gesturing to her left.

Sunset turned to look, suddenly horror struck. There on a long sofa sat all their friends, including Princess Twilight. She felt a hot wash of shame and extreme excitement overcome her. “H-how shall I entertain you all?” she asked with a stutter.

Princess Twilight looked at the others and gave the slightest of nods. Pinkie Pie, Rainbow dash, and Applejack stood and went about setting up a pole in the middle of the room. The Princess of Friendship turned her attention back towards Sunset. “We want you to dance for us, Sunset.”

She nodded then walked to the pole as thumping dubstep began to play. She stopped suddenly, looking around the room for Vinyl, who was seemingly nowhere to be found. Taking a deep breath, Sunset grabbed the pole and hoisted herself vertically and then turned upside down. She then rotated on the pole and faced her friends before blushing and spreading her legs wide, showing her wet aching cunt for their entertainment.

Sunset moaned loudly, startling herself out of her fantasy. She opened her eyes and looked down, seeing her fingers inside herself. “What the hell? When did I start masturbating?”

Fluttershy laid back in the grass near the pond in White Tail Park. She’d come to feed the ducks, and that being done, decided to lay down and enjoy the warmth the sun provided. The sun felt magnificent on her skin. Fluttershy stretched and moaned with a small smile on her face. Her shirt rode up, bearing her pale midriff to the warm early afternoon light. The sensation of the light across her stomach caused her to purr and consider what it would feel like on the rest of her body.

The thought of her exposing herself made her moan again in a different fashion. Fluttershy peeked around herself, noting she was completely alone. Her hand drifted to the hem of her skirt and slowly began to tug it up, exposing her creamy pale thighs, before stopping herself. ‘A-am I really about to do this?’ she asked herself, suddenly extremely self-conscious.

A hundred reasons flashed through her mind as to why she shouldn’t. What if she got caught? What if someone called the police? Her internal debate when on this way for a good five minutes before the same voice that she used to squash her insecurities with Sunset spoke again. ‘No!’ the voice said. It was the same voice she used when she was dominating Sunset. It was her Miss Fluttershy voice. ‘You will not second guess yourself anymore. Embrace this side of yourself.’

Her eyes hardened and looked around again. She was still alone. She strained her hearing for the telltale sounds of people talking or walking nearby. She heard nothing. Shrugging, she laid back again and stretched, letting her shirt ride up again. She laid there for a few minutes, letting herself get lost in the warm feeling across her midsection. She fantasized about the idea laying there, fully naked, letting the sun fall over her. She started to feel a different kind of warmth building up, this time coming from inside her.

Fluttershy lightly moaned and focused on the feeling, trying to intensify it. ‘Maybe…maybe being horny will make me more daring,’ she thought while biting her lower lip. She unconsciously spread her legs slightly, regretting that she wore panties under her skirt. She would love to feel the warm air and sunlight on her aching pussy.

Her eyes snapped open and she looked around again, just for the sake of making sure she was still alone. Taking a deep breath to build up her daring side, she reached under her skirt. In a single motion, swift as she could, she hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her panties and removed them, quickly stuffing them into her bag.

Flutteshy laid back once again and tried to find and focus on the feeling. It didn’t take her long to find the heat again. She spread her legs a little wider this time, but kept her skirt pulled down. The open air against her sex felt wonderful and she began pant lightly. Fluttershy, her daring growing as cunt grew wetter, pulled her skirt up until she was full exposed.

The warmth of the sun caressed her exposed maidenhood, causing her to buck hard. It was almost as if she had actually been physically touched. She felt extremely horny now. ‘I-I need… I need to cum,’ she thought while reaching a shakey hand down to wetness. She had to stifle a cry when two fingers touched her budding clit.

“Oh…fuck me,” she moaned quietly. She let her mind wander a bit and imagined it was Sunset’s tongue working her. It didn’t take much longer than a few minutes. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as the orgasm washed over her. It wasn’t as intense as it was last night, but it was none the less, strong and very satisfying.

She laid there a while longer, completely exposed. At this point she no longer cared if someone saw. She was happy and content. ‘I feel…like I can finally accept this part of me. I feel free for the first time ever. I never want to hide this part of me ever again,’ she sighed and sat up. She looked out over the pond and just enjoyed the sights.

Her phone buzzed, getting her attention. She reached for her bag to extract said device, seeing that it was Sunset.

SunnyBunny: Hey Shy! What are you up to?

Fluttershy started to type out a response before stopping and getting a devious grin. One more peek to make sure she was alone, and she opened the messenger’s camera app. She quickly lifted her skirt, spread her legs, and took a picture. She loaded the pic up into the chat with the caption “Just enjoying the view in the park. You?”

It took a few minutes to get a response back. She unlocked her phone to see the message. It was a top down picture of Sunset, still wet from the shower, wearing nothing but a towel draped over shoulders. Fluttershy moaned quietly at the sight.

Fluttershy: Do you want to meet up for some lunch?

Sunnybunny: I could eat. Do you have something in mind?

Fluttershy took a few moments to consider the options. Sugar Cube Corner was serving salads now, but that came at the cost of Pinkie possibly getting into their business. Fast food was out as both of them being vegetarian. Her eyes lit up as an idea came to her.

Fluttershy: There’s a new vegan bistro that opened up down town. Want to try there?

Sunnybunny: Sounds great! Let me finish getting ready.

Fluttershy: Ok… I’ll come by and pick you up in a few minutes.

Pinkamena Diane Pie was far, far more observant than anyone ever gave her credit for…even herself. This was how, even unbeknownst to her, her Pinkie sense worked. She subconsciously picked up on everything around her and then, when said subconscious finally put things together in a logical conclusion; it resulted in a physical reaction. These reactions were sometimes pleasant, other times…not so much.

This was one of the times it was giving her a very pleasant reaction. She laid in her bed and panted from the hands free orgasm she just had. Whatever caused this was a supremely good thing; the issue was she couldn’t quite put her finger on said cause.

The sleep over last night was absolutely amazing. ‘Especially the after show,’ she thought with a smirk. Rarity was with Twilight, Fluttershy was dominating Sunset, and Pinkie herself was…well she wanted to be along for the ride. Her fetish…her vice, even, was voyeurism. She loved watching, laying back, and jilling her twat. It explained her extensive porn collection.

Looking at her clock, Pinkie jumped at the realization that it was time for her to get ready for work. She stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. Pinkie, while not out of the shape, was certainly the thickest of her friends. It was all the sweets she ate. She just couldn’t help herself. Fortunately all the weight went to right places. She was all tits and ass, and Pinkie loved the way her parts jiggled.

She reached for her underwear, selecting a thong and a matching bra. “Ooo…lacy,” she said to herself with a smile. If there was one thing Pinkie enjoyed aside from watching other’s fuck, it was feeling exposed. There were many times she’d gone to school, completely commando under her skirt, and would sit with her legs intentionally spread, hoping someone would catch a peek of her pink.

She hurried and finished dressing, then headed down stairs. She needed to get going.

Rainbow Dash sat in the booth at Sugar Cube Corner. She wore a troubled and dejected look on her face as she picked at a pastry, the events of yesterday afternoon still weighing heavily on her mind. Yes, she had begged forgiveness and had been forgiven by Fluttershy, but her out of character aggressiveness stuck in Rainbow’s craw. Ok so it wasn’t so much as the act of aggression, it was more of how easily that Rainbow had given in to it.

Rainbow liked to think of herself as a tough bitch. She was certainly the most outspoken and show boating of her friends. She had even been known to even get into a fight from time to time. But Fluttershy scared the hell out of her…and more worrisome was that she kind of liked it now that she thought about it. Why did she like it so much? She felt so small when Fluttershy did that. Sighing, she checked the time on her phone. “Where the hell is Pinkie?”

Pinkie was the whole reason that Rainbow Dash was even here. She needed a friend to talk too. A friend that she knew, no matter what, wouldn’t judge her. “What the hell is wrong with me?” Rainbow asked herself quietly as she slunk down further into her booth.

“Nothing, Silly!” Pinkie exclaimed, suddenly in front of her with a slice of rainbow cake and two forks.

Rainbow Dash jumped in fright. “Pinkie! Please stop doing that!”

“Doing what?” Pinkie asked innocently before her taking on a look of startled realization. “Oh you mean coming out of now where and scaring you?”

Rainbow just nodded.

“Nope!” Pinkie said with a grin while bouncing. “It’s way too much fun.”

Rainbow Dash just moaned and let her forehead hit the table. Without moving, she began to speak. “Pinkie…I-I need your advice on something.”

“You have my full attention,” the pink haired party girl said while balancing one of the forks on her nose.

Looking up and seeing this sight caused Rainbow Dash to chuckle. “You are so random.”

Pinkie just smiled. “I try. So what’s bothering you Dashie?”

Rainbow Dash went through quite a few false starts before she finally managed a coherent thought. “It’s got to do with what happened between me and Fluttershy yesterday. She…scared me. And not just a normal scare either. I…felt insignificant,” she said and reached over for a fork full of cake. “I’ve…No one has ever made me feel that way before, ya know?”

Pinkie nodded before interjecting. “I take it you didn’t like it and are trying to examine the feelings in order to make your behavior more empathic in the future?”

“No.” Rainbow Dash stated. “The more I think about it, the more I realized I liked that feeling. I liked being insignificant. I like feeling low and embarrassed. I actually liked being afraid of her. I-is that weird?” she asked with a quirked eyebrow.

Pinkie took a moment to consider what she was going to say next. It was a very out of character moment for her, but she could practically feel how uncomfortable her friend was with this and, for once in her life, realized it wasn’t a joking matter. “Rainbow, I think I know what to do to help you. But you’re going to have to completely trust me ok?”

Rainbow Dash’s only response was just to nod at her friend.

“Ok,” Pinkie said. “My shift starts in a few minutes, but it’s a short one today. I only work four hours. My parents and sisters are out of town and a geologist convention in Manehatten. Why don’t you come over tonight and we’ll discuss this further; just me and you. The rest of the girls don’t need to know about this yet, ok.”

“Ok, Pinkie,” Rainbow said, getting up. “I’ll see you in a little while. I’ve got to go pick up Scoots for soccer day camp.”

Pinkie just watched her technicolored friend leave and gave a smirk. She knew exactly how to help, but she also knew how fragile the situation was for Rainbow Dash right now. As Maud always said, “The smallest tremor could bring the mountain down.”

Fluttershy and Sunset pulled up outside the bistro a short time later. Sunset chuckled as she saw her girlfriend’s car for the first time. It was a canary yellow Volkswagen Beetle that was, in all honestly, perfect for Fluttershy. Fluttershy chuckled as Sunset held the restaurant’s door open for her.

Fluttershy scanned the room for a moment before settling on a quiet corner booth large enough for two people. It was out of the way, private, and had a low hanging tablecloth. They both sat for not even a minute before the server came to their table with menus. “Hi there! Welcome to Cherry Tomato. I’m… Oh hey Fluttershy, Sunset. How’s it going?”

“Oh! Hey Lyra,” Fluttershy said while Sunset merely smiled and waved.

“What can I get for you? And where is everyone else?” Lyra asked, readying her tablet and pen to take their order.

Sunset looked over the menu for a second, trying to find something that sounded good. That was the problem though. Everything on the menu looked good. “Umm… Fried tofu with a side salad sounds really good. Sweet tea to drink please,” she said finally.

Fluttershy agreed and ordered that as well. “The rest of the girls are…umm…off somewhere. It’s just us today,” she said with a blush and then hid behind her hair.

Lyra just raised an eyebrow. Looking at Sunset, she asked, “Are you two on a date?”

Sunset nodded. “Yep. We just started seeing each other yesterday,” she said with a proud smile while Fluttershy nodded from behind her hair.

Lyra beamed. “That’s great you two! Is this your first time with a same sex partner?” she asked excitedly, practically bouncing on the balls of her feet.

“Yes,” Fluttershy said quietly. She didn’t quite understand why Lyra was making such a big deal out of it, but was happy that she was so accepting.

“Awesome!” Lyra exclaimed. “If you two need any help with anything, Bon Bon and I have kind of a support group that meets on Saturdays. It’s all same sex couples from school.”

Fluttershy smiled at the girl. “That sounds nice. Who all is in it?”

Lyra looked up as she was thinking. “Aside from Bon Bon and I, we have Vinyl and Octavia…Daisy, Lily, and Roseluck are in a relationship with each other. It’s not open though. They refer to themselves as a thruple. There’s also Sandalwood and Microchips. I think that’s pretty much it.”

“Wow,” Sunset said. “I didn’t know we had that many same sex couples at CHS.” she looked somewhat surprised as she locked eyes with Fluttershy.

Lyra nodded. “Yeah, not all of us are comfortable coming out yet. A few of us are worried about what our parents will say.”

“I-I suppose I could see that,” Fluttershy said quietly as it occurred to her. What would her parents think? This sort of thing wasn’t really talked about in her house.

Lyra closed her note pad. “Well I hope you two will come. It’s at my house. Let me go run and put your order in,” she finished before running off.

Sunset looked across the table at her girlfriend. Fluttershy wore an extremely introspective look, and that worried her. “Shy? Baby, you ok?” Sunset asked with a concerned voice.

Fluttershy shook her head and looked up, blushing. “D-did you call me baby?” she asked sweetly.

Sunset faltered. “Yes? That’s ok right? Do you not like that?” she felt slightly panicked. She was just trying to find a term of endearment.

“Oh! I-It’s fine,” Fluttershy said smiling. “It just surprised me a bit I guess. I really like the sound of it tho. I mean, we can’t be in play all the time can we? We do need things to talk each other out side of play.”

Sunset smiled at her girlfriend. “Are you sure nothing is bothering you?”

Fluttershy sighed and looked down at the table and played with a bit of her hair. “I’m just wondering how my parents will react when I tell them about us,” she looked up shocked suddenly. “N-not everything we do of course; just that we’re dating.”

Sunset nodded. That could be a legitimate concern. She, herself, had no parents on this side to worry about, not that she would worry anyways. Her parents were extremely understanding ponies.

Fluttershy sighed. “This…isn’t something we often talk about in my house. My parents tend to be very uncomfortable about sex and sexuality,” she said then chuckled morosely while making a dismissive gesture with her hand. “I had to get ‘The Talk’ from Rainbow’s mom. She actually made it less awkward than I thought it would be.”

Sunset reached across the table and took Fluttershy’s hand. “Don’t worry, baby,” she said with an understanding smile. “I’ll be by your side no matter what.”

Fluttershy squeezed her hand and smiled. Lyra came up a few moments later, carrying their orders. For the most part, the pair remained quiet as they ate. They were both in contemplation on how to talk to Fluttershy’s parents. It could go well, or it could go bad. The question weighing on both their minds was how bad would it go?

Near the end of the meal, Fluttershy herself had decided that, while the matter was worth worrying about, it wasn’t worth ruining a perfectly good date over. ‘I think I’ll have a little fun with Sunnybunny,’ she thought to herself and got a wicked smirk. She fumbled with her fork and dropped it beneath the table. “Ooops… Sunnybunny,” she started still wearing that smirk. “Would you be a sweet heart and get that for me?”

Sunset recognized her tone and fell immediately into subspace. “Y-yes, Miss Fluttershy,” she said as she ducked under the table to retrieve the fallen utensil.

Fluttershy, taking advantage of the almost floor length table cloth and the fact that she still wasn’t wearing panties, reached down and lifted her skirt, then spread her legs as wide as the booth seat would allow. She had to hide her laugh when a large thump hit the underside of the table, followed by a muffled curse.

Sunset came back up from under the table with her hand holding a small lump on top of her head and passed Fluttershy her fork. She half glared at her mistress.

Fluttershy smirked and cleaned her fork with a napkin, and set it down on the table. “See something surprising down there, Sunnybunny?”

“Yes, Miss Fluttershy,” she said with a scowl.

Fluttershy softened instantly. “I’m sorry, Sunset. I didn’t realize you’d actually get hurt,” she said, shrinking into herself.

Sunset rubbed the top of her head. “It’s ok. It was just an accident. I suppose I should’ve expected something like that,” she chuckled.

Fluttershy looked up at Sunset. “You’re not mad?” she asked meekly.

Sunset shook her head. “No, baby. It would take a lot more than just bumping my head during a prank to get me mad,” she said. “I will say that I did rather enjoy the view though,” she added saucily while quirking an eyebrow.

Fluttershy smiled genuinely. She stood up and grabbed Sunset’s hand and went to go pay for the food.

That evening found Rainbow Dash nervously walking up to the front door of the Pie house. She stood with her hand raised to knock for a good 30 seconds while she debated. She could still run for the hills, but a darker side of herself really wanted to understand why she felt like she did. She knew Pinkie would, in her own way, help her come to grips with this. That’s honestly what was scaring her. She didn’t know what Pinkie’s method would be. The girl was as hard to predict as any other force of nature.

Pinkie suddenly opened the door and looked at Rainbow still standing there with her arm raised. “You going to stand there all evening or are you going to come in and help me eat this pizza I ordered for us?” the pink haired wonder asked with a grin.

Rainbow’s attention had changed from her own nervousness to what her friend was wearing. Rainbow noticed Pinkie was barefoot, but her eyes traveled up her friend’s long bare legs to possibly the shortest pair of cut off shorts she’d ever seen. Applejack’s own shorts that she was prone to wearing during the summer weren’t even this short. The top Pinkie wore was a pink plaid shirt that she had tied off just under her large tits, giving them even more heft than usual with some massively enticing cleavage.

The whole outfit had Rainbow swallowing hard, but did what Pinkie intended. It had her distracted from her own discomfort. She turned and beckoned Rainbow to follow her inside, which Rainbow did, staring at Pinkie’s thick ass as it hung out from her shorts.

The pair moved to Pinkie’s kitchen, where pizza and soda were on the table. Pinkie took a seat and motioned for Rainbow to take the seat across from her. “Relax Rainbow. I won’t bite. Unless you want me too, then I’ll more than happily taste the Rainbow,” she said with a naughty smirk.

Rainbow sat down across from her and finally found her words as she took a slice of pizza. “Ok, Pinkie. What gives?”

“Well you were obviously nervous about something today, which I probably know what it is. And if I’m not mistaken, which I’m usually not about such things, you were still nervous about it all day, even while you were at the park with Scootaloo. You were still nervous about it while you were walking up to my house and were getting more and more nervous by the step. That’s why you stood at the door for a full thirty seconds without knocking. So I just decided to open the door and invite you in before the nervousness got to be so much that you ran away screaming. And as for why I’m dressed like this. Welllllllll, I could’ve opened the door naked I guess, but it’s a distraction, silly,” the girl said as if it were the most obvious thing.

Rainbow just stared, slack jawed. She didn’t know which she was more impressed by; the explanation, or that she said it all in one breath. “Ok Pinkie,” Rainbow started, growing uncomfortable again. “What do you think the problem is?”

“Nuh uh!” Pinkie said, jubilantly, around a mouth full of supreme pizza. “Food, drink, and friendship first; problems after!”

Rainbow Dash had to admit that after the meal, she was feeling a little better. A full stomach could be a comforting thing. The two had retired up to Pinkie’s room and were reclining next to each other on the bed. The room was perfectly representative of the girl who lived there. Everything in it was bright, bubbly, and seemed to be made of joy and happiness. It was all the complete opposite of how Rainbow Dash was feeling inside.

“Ok Rainbow Dash,” Pinkie said starting. “Feel free to stop me at any time if you have questions, but I want to try to explain my theory to you.”

Rainbow gave the faintest nod and shifted to give the other girl her full attention.

Pinkie stood up off the bed and adopted her best contemplative stance, as if she was channeling her inner Twilight. “My theory, my dear Dashie, is that you are not only secretly and subconsciously submissive, but your particular brand of submissiveness is that you like being belittled.”

Rainbow Dash’s reaction was as immediate as it was severe. “What?! How is that even possible?!” she exclaimed. “I mean, I’m awesome! I’m tough! What makes you think I’d be submissive to anyone?”

Pinkie stood there and weathered Rainbow’s rant stoically. ‘Best to let her get it out of her system now so it’s not too much of a shock. Maybe she’ll fight it less,” Pinkie thought to herself.

Finally Rainbow Dash calmed down and stared at Pinkie. In her rush to defend her ego, she had begun to think about the events. Part of her definitely enjoyed what Fluttershy had done. And had it been anyone but Fluttershy, who she trusted far more than any of the other girls, she may have reacted violently.

While she continued to rant, Pinkie just stood there with her arms crossed and a nonplussed look on her face, her left eye brow quirked.

Finally Rainbow Dash ended her ego defensive rant. “Ya done?” Pinkie asked with a heavy sarcasm in her voice. “Good… Now how about you allow me to prove my point.” she said and approached the bed. She decided the direct route would be best.

Rainbow Dash scoffed. “If you think you can.”

Pinkie Pie hugged her friend. “Before we start,” she said softly before continuing. “I want you to understand I don’t mean any of this. I love you Dashie. All of us do, ok? Don’t take anything I say to heart. This is only to make you realize something about yourself, so it won’t trouble you subconsciously.”

Rainbow Dash looked surprised, but nodded.

“Do you think,” she started, acid dripping from her words and a hard look in her eyes. “That if someone was really awesome, they’d have to say it as often as you do?”

Rainbow Dash shrank back at her words. “Really what you are, Rainbow Dash, is nothing more than an egotistical little cunt,” Pinkie continued with a cruel look.

The words cut hard, but Rainbow felt something under it. She couldn’t identify the feeling as of yet, but it was certainly something strong.

“I’m awesome,” Pinkie said mockingly, repeating it several times. “More like fucking pathetic. You go around feeding your fucking ego because no one else will. It’s like your very existence depends on you convincing yourself of your own shitty superiority.”

Rainbow Dash started breathing hard at the abuse Pinkie was doling out. She started grinding her legs together and the feeling finally was identified. It was elation mixed with sexual arousal. She was happy being berated and belittled. And more to the point, it was turning her on having her friend destroy her like this.

Pinkie grabbed Rainbow by her collar roughly and pulled her close, she whispered menacingly in her ear, “You’re fucking pathetic…”

Rainbow Dash grabbed Pinkie into a bone crushing hug, finally accepting this part of herself as real. She buried her face into Pinkie’s shoulder and let out a soft sigh. “I…am…submissive,” she whispered with a strangled sob. “Thank you Pinkie. I don’t know why, but this honestly makes me feel so much better. It really feels like I’ve been denying this part of me for…damn near my whole life.”

Pinkie hugged her friend back. “All of us have our kinks, Dashie. There’s no harm in accepting and even giving in to yours. You just have to remember to practice safe and sane play. I want to reiterate that none of what I said earlier was actually meant. We all do really love you for who you are and you are actually awesome.”

Rainbow looked at Pinkie with tears of relief in her eyes. “Safe and sane?” she asked. “C-can you explain this to me?”

Pinkie laid back on her bed, pulled Rainbow Dash down and cradled the girl’s head against her bosom. “Safe and sane means this…”

Author's Note

And there it is Mares and Gentleponies. The new chapter as promised, if a bit late. Totally my fault. Just been super busy and working on it when I can. Once again thanks to the wonder Sapphire Valley for proof reading and providing some hilarious commentary.

Next chapter will be a bit more riveting and may even feature some Role Play plus we'll get to find out what Rarity and Twilight are up too as well. As usual, do stay tuned to my blog for my usual follow up post.