Author's Note

Y'all can thank the perverts in my channels for this sidestep >;'P
(Cough Deme, Maka, Nar, and Sar, cough cough.)

Sidestep 17

Sunset let out a long, heartfelt groan as she collapsed onto the mattress in her room, relishing all the instantly recognized lumps as if she had just slept on the bed the previous night. It had been literal months since the last time she was in here, and yet it didn't look different at all. A small, well worn desk sat against the wall, a threadbare bar stool sat tucked away underneath. To the side sat some shelves, filled with various second hand textbooks and novels, though one large gap sat there, taunting Sunset.

A wistful sigh escaped her lips as she flipped over to her other side, looking at the well tarnished, full length mirror that sat in the corner, glinting slightly from an obviously recent polishing. Everything in the room seemed fresh and clean, obviously meaning Mother Charity had indeed been holding out, waiting for Sunset to return all these months. Even the empty guitar stand, a small piece made by the Equestrian out of some scrap two by fours and some sponges, sat waiting for its charge.

Sunset shifted to a sitting position before sliding back up to her feet as she walked over to the mirror, a sad smile on her face as she remembered the shattered remains of Guy. The figure in mirror stared back as best they could at Sunset, the teen shifting this way and that, only to pause when she finally realized just how foul her disguise smelt. She tore it off of her, almost literally with how flimsy the “clothes” were, and tossed them close to the door, before turning back to the mirror. She studied her nude form, the firm, defined muscles announcing themselves over her tall frame, her large breasts sitting solidly on her chest, sagging slightly to show their realness, but still somewhat defying gravity thanks to the muscles she had acquired. Her hands rested on her hips, their curves finishing her hourglass shape and leading down along her firm, lengthy legs.

“Heh… I could just take off my top and most people would probably ignore my out of place bits!” Sunset chuckled as she studied the inky blackness of her right eye, pulling the bottom eyelid down slightly with her crimson, clawed right hand. She grumbled as she tried to understand why she still had this appearance. She had used up all of her magic, including that which made up the essence of the corruption from when she put on Princess Twilight's crown, so why did she still have these daemonic elements? The wing had vanished, so why hadn’t they!?

Her shoulder slumped as she sighed heavily, turning and heading towards her dresser, the large oak storage unit the newest looking item in her room. The few clothes she’d had sat in the various drawers, folded properly and smelling faintly of lavender. She smiled as she removed some simple looking pajamas and a pair of socks, lining the garments over her arm before heading over to the bed again. She paused and deposited the clothing onto the mattress, save for the plain white cotton panties that she instead moved down to her feet, stepping into the leg holes on at a time and pulling them up her legs to rest across her wide hips, the band sitting pleasantly snug across her skin.

She grabbed the clothes again, laying them once again across her arm and holding them in front of her chest. Given what she had been doing for the last few years, combined with both the fact that she had been a pony for so long, where clothes weren’t such an issue, and the fact that she had grown to be proud of looks, the clothing was there more for hiding her arm from view, than for blocking her assets. She walked forward, opening the door and making her way into the double wide hallway, shutting the entryway to her room behind herself, nudging it firmly shut with her bubbly rear.

The hall was thankfully empty, but she still hurried her way down the second floor towards the shower room on the far end, various doors with numbers or names passing her in a blur. She paused in front of the door that lead to the showers, and after hearing nothing from inside, stealthily entered the room. She deposited her clothes in front of the shower stall at the very end of the room, closest to where the pipes came in so as to guarantee her water would get hotter sooner, before sliding the door open and entering.

She cranked the hot water tap before backing out to let the water run for a moment, heading down to the cupboards that held all the various hygiene supplies. She opened the vault of cleanliness, grinning as she rifled around grabbing a multitude of the various shampoos and body washes before knocking the door back shut with a quick hip check as she started to return to the running shower. She slid her bottles around in her grasp so as to allow her to gingerly open the door with a clawed digit, slipping in and shutting the door behind her.

She let out a low groan as she felt pure heat run across her, drenching her in its bliss. Sunset stood there as the water cascaded down her, her arms subconsciously squeezing and causing some of the running water to start to pool in her cleavage, warming her more. She reluctantly turned around, allowing the liquid to run down her back, her muscles emitting feelings of pure glee as she set her bottles on the various shelves behind her. Her hands slowly traced down her body, a haughty grin spreading across her face as she took in the perfection that was her body. Sure, Fluttershy and Sonata had large breasts as well, and yes, Adagio and Vinyl had wider hips, but she was the complete package.

Her hands grasped at her ass, squeezing and kneading the muscular yet pillowy flesh as the water flowed freely down it’s curves, running down to the cleft between her legs, a different kind of heat starting to radiate from it as turned around to face the shower head again, the near molten liquid streaming down her body in rivulets as she rubbed her hands across her abdomen, delicately tracing the hills and valleys of her musculature. It had been months since she last had any sort of physical attention, thanks to Fireside never feeling comfortable enough thanks to the Sirens.

A blush spread across her cheeks as she licked her lips, her hands tracing up her frame to her greatest assets, her hands starting by cupping the underside of her grandiose bust, slowly sliding up their mass as the flesh oozed out between her digits, the water adding to the sensation. She stopped when her palms came to rest over her nipples, the nubs starting to harden as the heat continued to build in her core. She slowly moved her hands up and down, her teeth digging into her plush bottom lip at the sensation of her nipples digging into her palms, only to be roughly tilted and adjusted. She felt her left leg start to quiver slightly, a new moisture starting to build around her crotch.

Sunset let out a heady moan as one of her hands brushed up against the swollen lips of her sex, pausing the ministrations to her breasts as she watched her hand rub up against herself. She had had many suitors back in Equestria, thanks to her looks and being the personal protege of the princess, so she was no stranger to the rigors of sex with both genders, though she always preferred having her way with the various mares of Celestia’s school, often making use of a spell she stole from one of the books in the Restricted Section to have the most fun.

She shuddered lightly as she ran two fingers against the swollen mass of her labia, rubbing the sensitive nub of her clitoris firmly with her palm as her hand continued its forward and back motions. She continued her motions down below, her eyes starting to narrow slightly as she returned to her breast, her hand returning to roughly massaging the pillowy mass in time with her other movements, her nipple tingling happily at the attention it was receiving.

Her thighs squeezed involuntarily as the heat surged in her gut, her motions pausing as a groan built in the back of her throat, forcing itself through her teeth as she rolled her head back slightly, the shower spraying against her face pleasantly. She felt her hand move to cup her vagina, the middle two fingers squishing down forcefully and separating the two halves with a lewd squelch. Her middle digits reached back to the slightly pulsating opening, prodding at it gently and the tip of her ring finger slowly shifted its way into the gap.

There was a minor flash of discomfort as the foreign object made its way into her, her cunt having become unused to the feeling of something inside of it over the last few months of neglect. Her hand paused its movements, allowing her body to start adjusting to being penetrated again, her digit remaining still as her muscles shifted around it. She slowly started to push the digit in more, moving up and past the first knuckle and approaching the second. She let out a low moan as she felt the finger fully enter her, pushing into her depths as far as it would go, before slowly starting to pull it back out.

“Oooh…” Sunset squeezed her eyes shut as the digit finished nearly retracting, the tip the only part remaining inserted again. “It’s been too long…”

Sunset once again started to push her finger into herself, semi viscous liquid coating the extremity and bubbling out around the finger when it was fully hilted inside its owner. The back and forth motion continued its pendulum swing, in and out, slowly gaining in speed over the course of the next minute. More and more fluids started to flow from Sunset’s lower lips as she let out another moan, the hand playing with her breast starting to grasp her turgid nipple between the knuckles of her first two fingers. She pulled and twisted, in a harshly gentle manner, her hips starting to give minuscule thrusts in response. Her eye managed to widen enough that the Equestrian could she the breast being pulled away from her chest, stretching out and shifting shape before slapping against her body when Sunset let go of the nub.

She went back to massaging and manipulating the hefty mass, shuddering as she felt her second finger start to stretch her open farther, snaking its way in to join its cousin. The two digits started slowly, at least compared to before, her vaginal muscles squeezing and roiling around them, her fluids oozing out around her head, starting to drip and run down her legs towards the ground.

Her hips started to thrust harder, her legs quaking as her fingers started to pick up pace, the lewd squishing sound echoing around the shower stall as the faucet continued to rain water down upon her. Lewd moans started to escape more frequently, her mouth gaping open as she panted heavily, the pleasure building higher and higher within her, edging her further and further along.

She gave a quick squeal as her legs gave out, falling down roughly to one knee as she bumped into an extremely sensitive spot in her depths, a small gush of fluids spraying from her as her eyes rolled momentarily into the back of her head. Her fingers instantly returned to their frenzied pace, her fluids squirting out aggressively as she started scraping against that oh so sensitive spot.

“O-Oh, fuuuck…” she groaned as she shifted around awkwardly, her fingers refusing to pause even as she landed heavily against the sidewall, her back arching off of it as she started to reach her limit. She reached back up to her breast, the nipple achingly hard as it jutted off the massive orb. She cupped her hand under the weighty breast, awkwardly pushing it up as she bent her head down, her eyes blinking rapidly as her rapid, hot breaths blew against the fleshy nub, before it was greedily consumed by Sunset’s mouth, sucking and pulling at it as her fingers went into overdrive.

Her eyes crossed as she reached the peak, her whole body lifting up off of the floor as she groaned and cursed around the engorged nub she greedily held in her mouth. Her cunt threatened to crush her invading digits, the pair retreating from her depths as her fluids started to gush and spray from her engorged sex, coating the wall across from her with her viscous scent. She continued to groan weakly as she fell to the floor, slipping to her side as she went partially limp, the only motion coming from her being her weak trembling, the spastic thrust of her hips, and her hand roughly massaging her leaking cunt.