It was another busy day at Spike’s Ice Cream and Sandwich Shoppe, the hottest fast food establishment in all of Ponyville, and one of the hottest in all of Equestria. Carriages wrapped around the building and the lobby was filled to the brim with customers.

And, at the center of all this, Rarity was there, scooping ice cream and bagging up orders for all the hungry customers.

“Here you are, darling! Have a wonderful day!” Rarity handed out an order to a customer and waved a sweet goodbye to them.

Working in fast food wasn’t ideal for the fashionista, but after the Carousel Boutique locations fell through with the stock market, Rarity had to find an alternate source of income. So, the fact that Spike opened up a food franchise and offered her a job at double the rate of all other employees was a dream come true.

Rarity looked out at the lobby full of customers, feeling a sense of pride in herself. She had a done a good job and she knew it.

“Emergency!”

The entire staff of the restaurant turned around to see a panicked teenage pony, his chest heaving up and down.

Rarity’s eyes squinted, her mouth straightened and her hoof tightened to her chest. It was time for action. It was hero time.

Rarity ran to the back, up to where the pony was standing. He had a tremendous amount of acne, but that problem could be resolved later.

“What’s the problem, dear?” Rarity asked.

“The ice cream dip! We’re… We’re completely out! It’s terrible! I can’t, I don’t, I wish—”

He was shut up by a slap across the face from the unicorn before him. “This is not the time to panic! This is the time for action. Now, which flavor is out?’

“The cherry! Our most popular ice cream dipping sauce! What are we going to do?”

Rarity rubbed her chin in thought before an idea hit her. “Hold on! I have an idea. I’m going to the fridge, but I’ll be back shortly!”

The walk to the fridge was a long one. The entire staff of the restaurant, and even the patrons themselves, had stopped to see Rarity make the journey. Once she hit the door leading into the cooler, she paused, letting out a sigh. It was now or never. With a slam of the door, she found herself in the cooler. Unfortunately, this was the point where nopony could see what her idea was. She took one final look back at everyone.

“Godspeed,” she said, slamming the door shut. Now, the fun was truly going to begin. The first step would be to find an appropriate container. Not just any small bowl would do. For what she had in mind, she would need a colossal container, one that was microwaveable safe. Retrieving the cooler’s stepladder from the far corner of the room, she plopped it down in front of her bowl of choice. With a few quick steps, she had it.

“Scratch that thought,” Rarity said to nobody in particular. “Now, the fun is going to begin.”

The alabaster unicorn carefully set the bowl down in the very middle of the room. Positioning herself above it, she grinned. This was going to be the perfect replacement for cherry ice cream topping, and everyone was going to love it.

Rarity found herself struggling a little bit, grinding her teeth together as she tried her hardest to produce the much-needed replacement topping. She took a look down at her nether regions, which were planted directly over the bowl. Crusty bits of dried up blood lined her outer lips, and she swore she could see a bit of yellowish discharge on the tip of her clit, which was oversized to the point of being almost as large as her own horn.

Finally, it started. Little droplets of unicorn blood dripped their way out of her vaginal walls, eager to escape into the open world. Unfortunately for the blood, Rarity had other plans, and each drop landed cleanly in the bowl. “Ah… there we are. Clean, just like the Canterlot Elite must be.”

That is… until she really got going. Now that it had started, Rarity put even more effort into her pushing. Rarity had always told her friends that it was unladylike to queef, but now she was alone. With the roar of an angry lion, air shot out of her vagina and most of her period blood came screaming out with it. Even better, bits of yellow discharge and bloody pieces of uterine lining shot into the bowl, causing little aves of blood to escape their semi-spherical prison and land upon the cooler floor.

When it was all said and done, Rarity let out a sigh. It was finished… or was it? That’s when she felt it. A pain in her pussy that could mean only one thing.

“I-it’s finally happening!” She cried out giddily. With yet another colossal push, it slid out into the bowl, creating massive shockwaves of blood. Now it was over, and Rarity looked down into the bowl at her creation. “It finally came out!” She shouted, picking up the aborted late-term fetus that had just escaped the confines of her uterus. It was covered in her discharge, as well as the semen of every stallion she had offered herself up to in the wake of her abortion. The infantile abomination had long since died and dissected itself from her, which made her periods ten times worse.

Without thinking, she picked up the fetus and began to masturbate with it, blood flying all over herself and the cooler. It wasn’t long before the sheer thought of this prophecy unfolding made her cum, her mare-juices drizzling down into the bowl. “It’s finished!”

It had taken a few minutes, but the pony who had initially requested cherry sauce was still by the ice cream machine. It didn’t take long for Rarity to install the new ‘sauce’, and the pony smiled as he drizzled her juices onto his ice cream. The unicorn watched as he took a small test lick.

“Mmm, tasty!”

Rarity nodded, smiling right back. “And for one day only, we have a special offer. Would you like to double your cherry topping?”

Her test subject could do nothing but nod. Rarity leaned down a bit, the fetus resting on her horn positioned right over his ice cream. The fact that it was late-term was perfect, meaning she could plant her horn firmly in its vagina and squeeze it, its discharge and juices dripping down to further coat his ice cream.

This time, upon tasting it, the pony shouted out for the whole world to hear, “This is the best cherry sauce ever!”

Author's Note

"Now, the fun is going to begin."