Sweetie Belle's Stress Relief

Finals had hit me really hard this year and on top of that I’d been fighting a lot more with my sister. Then there was applying to colleges, work, hanging with friends, and all my other school work. Needless to say I was stressed. I’d tried everything to destress. I tried Yoga with Fluttershy and Tree Hugger, I drank Rarity’s camomile tea, I even tried skating at the skate park with Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash. Nothing seemed to help that much. It was this lack of stress relief that lead me to the shady shop tucked away in a dark alley in downtown Canterlot.

It was called ‘Zecora’s Hut’. I’d received the recommendation to come here by Treehugger when I told her Yoga just wasn’t doing it for me. The shop was one of those mystical shops. The kinds that sell potions, totems, and other creepy things. The window was covered in odd carved masks that looked like people and animals in pain. Believe me I would not be there if there were any other way to help me destress.

Hesitantly I pushed open the door and entered the dimly lit shop and was immediately assaulted by the smell of incense. They seemed to calm my nerves so I walked over to the shelves of incense to see if maybe one of them could help with my stress problem.

“Ah young girl, what brings you in? Seeking some mystical medicine?” a strange older woman said suddenly appearing next to me.

I jumped and nearly knocked over the incense shelf.

“I did not mean to startle you. To this shop, you must be new.” the odd woman said reassuringly.

She had grey skin covering in slightly darker stripes. Her white and grey dreadlock hair was pulled back into a messy bun. She wore swamp green dress and a series of gold rings around her neck and left wrist. Also around her neck, resting between her ample bosom was a necklace with an odd spiral sun on it.

“Oh, I, uh.” I stammered, trying not to stare at her cleavage, “I was told I could find a way to relieve stress here. Treehugger recommended this place.”

“There is no need to sound so meek, if stress relief is all you seek.” The woman rhymed grabbing a blue bottle from one of the shelves and setting it on the counter, “If Tree Hugger sent you, I know what to do, take with you this special brew.”

I just stared at the strange rhyming woman marveling in her exotic beauty.

“Drink it all before you go to bed, In the morning you’ll find the stress not in your head. The remedy will then become anew, I think you’ll know just what to do.” She cryptically explained.

I just nodded and asked, “How much?”

“For this, sweet child, I have a deal or two. How about $7.62?” she remarked hitting a button on the cash register.

I reached into my wallet and gave her $8. She gave me back my change and put the bottle in a nondescript black bag and I headed home.

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While I was getting ready for bed, I found myself staring into the full sized mirror in my room. Sighing I cupped my hands over my petite breasts. Wearing only a bra and panites I wondered what it would be like to have breasts like Zecora's. I learned in health class that my breasts would grow more once I hit puberty, but when I did they didn’t get much bigger. My body issues were one of the major contributors to my stress. Second only to school.

“At least I’m not flat chested like Scootaloo.” I whispered solemnly to myself.

Turning from the mirror, I put on my pajama pants and a loose fitting shirt that. I took the pink vial out of the bag and turned back to the mirror.

What is even in this stuff? I questioned looking at the blue liquid slosh around. The vial had no clear label or list of ingredients. I wondered how Zecora even knew what potion to give me. This could be poison for all I know! No, Tree Hugger recommended the shop. She wouldn’t want me ingesting anything she didn’t consider safe. “If Tree Hugger sent you, I know what to do, take with you this special brew.” I recalled Zecora saying. So she gave me what Tree Hugger always gets. It must be safe, right?

I sighed in frustration, wondering about this potion was not doing me any favors. I popped the cork out of the top and downed it in a single gulp. It tasted like sweaty socks and I had to fight my gag reflex to keep it down. This stuff cost me most of my allowance, I’m not throwing it up.

When the nausea brought on by the foul taste passed I began to feel very drowsy. I almost collapsed on the floor a few times as I made my way to the lightswitch to turn it off. Once I was in darkness I flopped down onto my bed and fell fast asleep. Not even bothering to get under the covers.

*** *** ***

I woke up feeling really groggy, but the stress that had been eating away at my brain the past few weeks was gone. I felt an odd stiffness in my pelvic area, but figured I must have slept on it funny. Per usual I walked across the hall to the bathroom to take a shower. I turned on the shower and waited for it to heat up.

I slipped off my pajama bottoms and my panties in one quick motion. Then I felt something slap up and hit my belly. Suddenly wide awake I looked down at the spot between my legs and screamed. Where there had once been a cute cleanly shaved slit was now an erect penis attached to a set of balls.

What was in that potion? I thought in a panic.

There was a worried knock on the door, “Sweetie, are you ok in there?” Rarity’s voice asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I lied.

“That scream couldn’t have been about nothing, I’m coming in.” she asserted turning the knob.

“No wait!” I squeaked, “I just...I just saw a spider. It is gone now.”

“If you say so.” Rarity replied skeptically and went back to her own morning routine.

I let out a sigh of relief and locked the door. Normally, I don’t, but with my new appendage I didn’t want Rarity almost walking in on me again. Stepping over the edge of the tub, tried to ignore the still erect penis between my legs as it uncomfortably bounced against my belly.

Please tell me it will go away soon? I mentally pleaded with the universe as I began to wash my hair.

As I washed I felt each drop of hot water hit the member. Each time it did, my mind was drawn back to it. Finally it was time to clean where once had been my womanhood. I had been dreading it during the whole shower. In fact I had deliberately saved it for last.

Taking a deep breath I squished some body wash into my hand. Taking a deep breath I began to lather it on the still stiff penis. I ran my soapy hands down the impressive length. Veins pulsed beneath my delicate touch. I radiated a comforting warmth, as if it were silently asking to be handled in this way. As I reached the tip I felt a surge of pleasure.

Whoa. I thought before stroking it again, eliciting another surge of pleasure, This feels amazing.

Before long I had a steady rhythm. Each stroke sending waves of pleasure Like I had never felt before. The soap was become a rather thick foam, but served as an adequate lubricant for the act. I felt a pressure building in the balls beneath the shaft, but I was enjoying myself too much to pay any mind to it. I felt the dick flair, getting even bigger than it already was as it was throbbing with need.

“Uhgah!” I said reflexively as I was taken over the edge, my eyes rolling back in my skull in pure bliss.

Catching me off guard a massive rope of semen shot from the tip of the penis and coating the lower half of my face, a small amount landing in my open mouth. Then a second rope came painting my breasts with white where it was joined by a third rope. As the orgasm subsided a fourth and final rope landed on my belly. The semen felt slimy on my skin, but I couldn’t help but like the sensation.

When I came down from the feelings of my orgasm I finally tasted the bit of cum that had landed in my mouth. It tasted salty, but still enjoyable, almost addictingly so. I swallowed and greedily licked up the remainder on my chin. I rinsed my hands off in the shower water before scooping up the sticky fluid from my breasts and belly. Bringing my hands to my mouth and slurping the thick handful quickly and licking my palms clean. My stomach welcomed the load making me feel pleasantly full.

I guess I can skip breakfast. I thought as I looked longingly down at my new body part. It had finally began to go flaccid. A few glops of foamy soap dropping off and washing down the drain.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. Came a knock on the door, snapping me back to reality.

“Sweetie, hurry up in there!” Rarity called out, “You're going to be late for school!”

“Uh, be right out.” I replied, stepping into the shower water to rinse off my dick, belly and chin.

“This is going to be an interesting day.” I said outloud to myself, as I shut off the water and began to dry off. I felt more relaxed than I’ve had in weeks. “Looks like that potion worked how it was supposed to after all.”