Behind the Bleeding Veil

Rarity awoke from a dreamless slumber; the alarm clock buzzing and beeping beside her like an angry child demanding attention. And much as an abusive parent might do, she slammed her fist down hard on it to get it to stop. Her body ached, her mind swam in a foggy sludge; barely comprehending it's own consciousness, let alone figure out what was causing such an unholy noise and why. The only thought that surfaced was that she needed to return to sleep.

However; her abuse of the hateful alarm clock failed to produce the silence it was intended to, she soon found herself coming more and more to the fore. Images from last night surfaced and knitted themselves into crude memories which then fattened out and came in to focus revealing why she was so tired and sore. She and Apple Jack had spent almost the entire night contorting themselves into all manner of shapes to try to bring the other to the ultimate climax, ceasing only when exhaustion had overtaken both.

Rarity waited some more, waiting for Apple Jack to turn off this vile, caterwauling, machine who's sole purpose was to destroy the only state of natural bliss any human would ever know. Still nothing. Rarity groaned in annoyance. Nothing. Slowly and with much remorse; she opened her eyes and rolled over to nudge Apple but Apple wasn't there.

She lifted herself up to her elbows and looked around - nothing. She was alone. Rarity laid there confused for a while until her brain finally registered a second noise. It was the sound of running water. Apple Jack must have gotten up early and went to get a shower. Rarity back rolled over and turned the alarm off proper this time. She pulled the covers off, got up, and headed to the bathroom. She was nude but so what? Apple had so thoroughly explored every inch, every crevasse, of her body that she probably knew it better than Rarity's gynecologist. Also they were the only ones in the house so there was no chance of any inadvertent peep show. So there was no sense in getting dressed.

When Rarity got to the bathroom the water had stopped. Apple Jack must be out now. Should she just open the door and go in? Once again, why not? Rarity had likewise been over every square inch of Apple Jack with her eyes, hands, and tongue; so what was left to be embarrassed of. Still; she might be on the toilet or maybe she just wanted privacy. A sexual encounter never gave the partner carte blanche to invade the other's personal space whenever the felt like it (something men never seemed to understand).

Gently she tapped on the door and said, "Darling?"

"C'mon in," Apple Jack replied back; her voice full of happiness and good cheer.

Rarity smiled and opened the door but was soon taken aback in absolute shock. Apple was naked (which was to be expected) but she was also clean shaven. The leg hair, genital hair was all gone. More than that, her eyebrows had been trimmed back. Her hair was still short of course, her body more muscular than the average woman's, and her jaw still strong and proud; but there was no denying that there was an absolute femininity about her now. Her breasts were large and full, her hips wide, she was the classic hour glass shape. Apple Jack was a woman.

Rarity struggled for a second with the absurdity of and how visceral her reaction was. Of course Apple was a woman. She's known that for years. Hell, just last night, Rarity had her tongue, her fingers all over and in Apple's genitals. If nothing else, licking her clit should have informed her in no uncertain terms that Apple was indeed a woman. Still. Still. Last night Apple had had a masculine quality about her, the hairy legs and arm pits, the full eyebrows, that combined with the short hair, muscles, and jawline that made her seem "man enough". It was an idiotic thought. A few extra muscles and some body hair could override someone's genitalia, but it did. Now those were gone and Rarity was left with the fact she had fucked another woman.

"You . . . shaved," Rarity stammered out; trying not to sound as rattled as she felt.

"Yeppers. It's like I told ya last night. I didn't want any man comin' near me because I thought that would be disrespectin' Chip. I wanted to keep every man away from me. After last night, I knew that wasn't a problem no more. I'm ready to fall in love again. I need to fall in love again. I've fallen in love again. I don't need to hide or have a suit of hair armor anymore. I got you. So I decided it was time to embrace me again, the girlie me. It's time to be a woman again."

Apple then started to walk over to Rarity. She moved with the grace and sleekness of a predator on the prowl; the look on her face supplementing that appearance. Her eyes burned with fiery desire and were focused squarely on Rarity. He mouth had a small, half smile, almost a smirk. Rarity looked her over as she came closer with a mixture of horror and desire. Half of her wanted to run screaming from the room, the house, clothes be damned. The other half wanted to feel Apple's skin against hers again, to see what she would do to her now. She backed up against the wall but made no effort to run out the door.

Apple Jack put her hands on Rarity's shoulders, pinning her. She then leaned in and started kissing her, her tongue slipping straight into Rarity's mouth which had been slightly agape. Rarity shuddered in both delight and revulsion. She wanted Apple to stop and yet continue simultaneously.

Apple Jack then kissed Rarity's cheek, nibbled on her ear and said in a whispered, hot, breathless voice, "I love you Rarity. I love you with all my heart, my mind and my body. All I want to do is please you for now and forever."

Rarity clamped her eyes closed so hard that they watered. A million conflicting emotions ran through her brain. I can't do this! I'm not a lesbian! I love men, I love dick. But, oh God this feels so good! No man ever touched me like this. No man ever made me feel like this. Oh God what if she wants me to down on her again? How could I ever? But I did. I did it last night. It was easy. Too easy. I enjoyed it. Didn't I? Oh God, I did, didn't I? Please don't make me go through this. Please stop. Stop. Don't stop. but stop. Jesus fuck I she makes me feel so good.

Apple was nibbling and sucking on Rarity's neck as her left hand slipped down between her legs and started rubbing her swollen clit. Rarity's arms flew up and held Apple Jack as close and as tight as she could. She moaned and whimpered in ecstasy. Her hips started to move in rhythm to Apple Jack's hand.

"I want to please you, forever. Please let me please you," Apple Jack said into Rarity's ear. It was sexual begging.

"Yes, yes, please," Rarity said in a quiet, small, voice. She was all in now. Any reservations had been buried beneath waves of pleasure. All she wanted was to come for her lover.

Apple Jack's pace quickened to a feverish pace as she started kissing Rarity again (whose right hand was now between Apple Jack's legs, returning the favor). The two worked each other until they found themselves shuddering, quaking in orgasmic joy; screaming into each other's mouths.

Apple broke the kiss, caressed Rarity's cheek, touched her forehead to Rarity's and said, "I love you Rare. I love you with all my heart."

Rarity didn't make eye contact but said in a voice that was barely more than a whisper, "I love you too."

Apple Jack kissed her once again. "Well, I'ma going to get dressed and put my make-up on the bed room. I guess you want to get a shower as well now."

Rarity just looked down but nodded in agreement. Apple smiled, kissed Rarity's forehead, and left. Rarity went into the shower, turned it on, and broke down crying.

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Apple Jack wore a pretty floral sundress in full face (foundation, eye shadow, eye liner, blush, lip stick). She was absolutely beautiful; Rarity thought as she would occasionally glance over while Apple talked. And she talked a lot. She talked about their future together. How she would sell the farm and move to England with Chip Jr. . How she wanted to get a nice farm house outside of the city that way she could still have her country life but Rarity would still be close to all the action of London. She talked about growing old together, raising "their" son. Talk, talk, and more talk. It washed over Rarity like a never ending wave. Rarity felt like she was drowning in Apple Jack's words.

Rarity only uttered the minimal responses she felt were necessary as not to cause Apple Jack to inquire into her actual thoughts. I said I loved you Apple Jack. I meant that. If you were a man, I would have already asked you to marry me. Well, I would have strongly hinted at you asking me to marry you. You're not a man though. It shouldn't matter. Sunset got over it. She's better than I. I love you Apple Jack and I'll never forgive myself for it. I could easily spend the rest of my life with you and hate myself everyday for it. I could lie next to you every night and beg you to make love to me and then cry myself to sleep because you did. I love you Apple Jack; but by God do I hate you for it.

"Alright, here we are," Apple said cheerfully.

Rarity jumped slightly at being pulled from her thoughts. She looked and they were in front of Rarity's parent's mansion.

"You all right there Sugar Cube?" Apple asked concerned.

Rarity gave a big, fake smile, kissed Apple Jack really fast on the cheek, and replied, "Just thinking about how much I love you Darling," truthfully.

Apple Jack smiled back. "Ok, well I'ma go pick Chippy up and then I'll see you at brunch then."

"Absolutely."

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"Ma ma, Pa pa, Fluttershy, Sweetie Belle," Rarity called out as she walked through the front door. Being here, with her family, helped quiet her mind and ease her soul. For now at least she didn't have to debate her own sexuality.

"We're in here," Mr. Geisel called out from the living room.

Rarity walked in but saw only her father and mother. Confused but not concerned, she asked where Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle were. Mr. Geisel responded by saying Sweetie Belle was in her room as always now when she didn't have school and that Fluttershy had texted him last night and said she didn't want to be there anymore while the other girls were and went back to college.

"WHAT? But why? Did she say what happened?" Rarity asked, shocked.

"Nope. Just said she was done with everybody and she was going back," Mr. Geisel responded in disappointment.

Rarity grabbed her bags and started to the front door. "We still have that van you bought me in high school right? I am taking it and going after her."

"What? Sweetie, no. Stay here," her mother protested.

"No. She's my sister and she needs me. Something obviously happened and I need to know what and to try my best to help," and to avoid Apple Jack , she finished in her head. "Don't worry Ma ma. It'll be ok," she reassured them. But it wouldn't be ok. It would never be ok again.